My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Chapter 447 Ar——thur! ! !

From the moment he stepped into Sighisoara, Mordred felt that something was wrong.

Expectation, rejection, fear, anger, hatred, joy, uneasiness...

Those positive and negative emotions came in a swarm, not directly occupying her brain, but like intermittent electrical signals, buzzing when she was caught off guard, making her irritable.

What is the reason for this? Mordred himself was puzzled. His overly sensitive intuition captured the movement, but the meaning of this movement required the owner to guess.

This foggy feeling once made Mordred very irritable, but when she met the strange man wearing a little lion mask, the teasing itching stopped abruptly and was replaced by a thick A sense of security, and lingering doubts,

What exactly does this mean? Could this masked weirdo be someone she subconsciously believed she could trust?

"No, there is another possibility..."

Falling behind Shizi Jie, Xiao Mo muttered, causing the Master to turn his head in surprise.

"What's wrong, Saber?"

"No, it's okay." He signaled Lion Jie to feel reassured, but after a brief pause, Mordred couldn't help but talk to himself.

"It should be... okay?"

She knows that there are two ways to relieve the ancestral intuition of the Dumao family. One is to find the key to help solve the problem. As for the second...

It's like the straw that breaks the camel's back; the fall of the Louis XVI Happy Table; the final exam results are finally released, and the relief after the anxious wait can also make the intuition stop working.

After all, the source of danger is already standing in front of us, so what else is needed to warn?

"Ha, how is that possible?"

Thinking of this, Mordred shook his head and threw this ridiculous idea behind him.

There are not many people who can defeat her Mordred. A weirdo like this who hides his head and stands motionless next to a vendor because of hunger, maybe he can't even block her sword, right?

——Besides, why bother with so much, it’s enough to live well now!

So with a relaxed and happy mind, Mordred pulled the masked King Arthur and started the operation in Sighisoara.

Artoria thought about running away at first, but thinking of tonight's goal and the temptation of delicious food, she finally chose to 'endure the humiliation' and followed Xiao Mo obediently.

"Do you want to eat kebabs?"

"Huh? Oh."

"What about this, bacon?"

"Well, it's not impossible."

“Sauerkraut with roasted pork shoulder (Sarmale)?”

"Um woo um (gulp)...wasting food is wrong, um, so let me help you."

"Haha, the way you talk is so funny! It's completely different from someone I know. That's okay. Hey, Master!"

"What are you doing? I'm talking about you." Lion Jie's eyebrows twitched, "leave me some money at least!"

In this way, the street full of retro style was transformed into a food street by Xiao Mo and Da Mao, and only the world where the lion robbed the wallet and was injured was achieved (heavy fog).

But while walking around, Shishi Jiejieli discovered something was wrong.

——His servant Mordred: a rebellious, rebellious, and lawless knight, but he was serving this strange man with a mask unconsciously!

He was sure that even Mordred herself was not aware of this. Along the way, she had always consulted that weirdo for his opinion before taking action!

What surprised Shishi Jie even more was that the masked weirdo didn't feel the slightest discomfort in the face of the 'stranger''s fawning. Instead, he calmly accepted this way of getting along and ate and drank as a matter of course.

...You are really thick-skinned.

Lion Jie, who knew nothing about the truth, sighed, and as Daimao finally finished eating, Mordred pulled her and walked into a clothing store as if he had known it for a long time.

"Come on, it's uncomfortable to see the mask you're wearing, and you're also wearing a black robe. Don't you think it's strange that you're so secretive?"

Just like that, Arturia was dragged into the clothing store by Mordred with a confused look on her face, still holding the uneaten kebab in her hand.

Not knowing where the high interest came from, Mordred walked through the store and quickly picked out a set of clothes, handing them to Dumao like a treasure, with a clear look of anticipation in his eyes.

"How about it, do you want to give it a try?"

"Uh..." Her hair swayed slightly, and Artoria looked at the hot pants that were as short as men's swimming trunks and the short shirt that was no different from a tube top, with a look of disgust on her face.

This is too revealing! Moreover, isn’t this exactly the same as what you are wearing, Lord Mordred!

She subconsciously wanted to refuse, but at this moment, her intuition struck, and Arturia suddenly remembered Sakuyue's previous words.

"If you have any communication with Mordred, remember not to refuse directly, my king."

"Why?"

"Why? Of course it's because your round table is full of guys with communication difficulties. One or two of them can't even talk. Needless to say, Cui is sad that he doesn't understand people's hearts. If I hadn't pushed him, would you have understood Lan? What is that idiot Sloat thinking?"

The young man sighed and patted his immediate boss on the shoulder tiredly: "In short, follow your inner guidance and speak your true thoughts frankly, my king!"

Tell your inner thoughts frankly, okay...

Artoria was lost in thought, while on the other side, Lion Jie couldn't help but secretly contacted Mordred using a causal line:

"Saber, do you know this masked person? Is she an enemy or a friend? Is she a Servant or an ordinary person?"

"have no idea!"

"……ha?"

"I told you, I don't know anything!"

"Then you still look so confident? You have spent all the bounty money I have earned over the past few years!"

"Oh, it's okay, Master, I still have you, not to mention if it's an enemy, just chop it down!"

"That's what I said, alas..."

Here, Shishi Jie was still worried about his wallet, but Artoria finally said after thinking carefully:

"I have a question, why is your outfit different from others? Is this outfit too revealing?"

Perhaps he realized that there was no derogatory meaning in the question. Mordred was not angry when he was accused. He just muttered "What?" and then replied disappointedly:

"It's enough that I feel comfortable. I don't want to show it to others. I just need to be able to use it freely! Besides, no one cares about me no matter what I wear (whispering)... Ah, it's really troublesome. Anyway, just forget it if you don't want to. !”

With an inexplicable temper, Mordred wanted to take back his clothes, but his arm was held down.

"I understand. Although I am not used to such clothes, I agree with you. I will accept this set of clothes as a gift." After thinking about it, Artoria looked at the rebellious knight and finally agreed. added.

"Thank you."

This is tonight... no, this is the first time Arturia has said thank you to Mordred from the past to the present.

Perhaps because of the mask, Artoria didn't need to be proud of her status as a king, and Mordred only regarded her as a friendly traveling companion.

Then, as Shuo Yue said, it is enough to speak frankly about your inner thoughts.

"Thank you, thank you?" Mordred froze on the spot, watching the 'stranger' in front of him take away his clothes. For some reason, he felt happier than eating honey.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, hahaha..." After giggling, she poked Lion Jie with her elbow and said excitedly, "Look, Master, she praised me, she praised me!"

"I know, I know, there's no need to repeat it twice." After sending out a few more 'Enescu' (Romanian currency), Shili Jie's hands were trembling, "Really, it's obvious that we have been spending money on her, right? "

"Oh, don't be so petty, Master. I didn't spend a lot of money back then, and then I died in the war... Of course, I don't mean to curse you."

"Thank you so much!"

After whispering to the waiter to fill the bags, Arturia looked at Mordred who was getting along harmoniously with her Master, and at some point, the corner of her mouth curled up.

I'm glad that you have such a suitable Master, Lord Mordred.

After passing the clothing store, the three of them walked on the street again. After being thanked by Dai Mao, Xiao Mo felt as if he had drunk fake wine. He was so excited that he couldn't speak at all:

"Hey, Master, the medium through which you summoned me is the fragment of the Round Table, right?"

Pieces of the round table? !

Arturia was alert and resisted not turning her head. And Shishi Jie also withdrew his gaze from scrutinizing her, looked at the deep night on the horizon, and sighed helplessly.

There are outsiders around. Is Saber a little too unscrupulous?

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Well, that is to say, any one of the Knights of the Round Table may appear. Even if Lancelot who insulted his father or the annoying Gawain appeared, there is nothing surprising."

Mordred just started talking to himself, with doubts in his tone.

"Father?" Artoria trembled, a little stunned.

"Lancelot and Gawain?" Lion Jie was surprised, "I remember those are the two top knights of the Round Table, right?"

"Huh? What are you talking about, Master? The strongest knight is obviously me, right? I am the son of King Arthur, and I am destined to surpass his knight in the future!"

First, he raised his voice to refute Lion Tribulation's statement. Mordred quickly lowered his voice, unable to hide his inferiority: "But it was me who was summoned, the rebellious knight who destroyed Britain... What a strange situation."

"Ahem, sorry to bother you." Arturia coughed slightly, interrupting Mordred's contemplation, "I seem to hear you discussing the legend of Britain. What is your evaluation of the Round Table? ?”

Although she had given up her heart to restore the country, as the Knight King who commanded the Round Table, she still wanted to hear other people's evaluations of them, let alone the knights who were personally involved.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be interested in the legends of that era!" Mordred said happily, not doubting that he was there, "Let me think about where to start... Ah, by the way, let's start with the high points. That loyal dog, Wen, always acts like he’s a big brother, get out of here!”

Then, that loyal dog... Xiao Mo's first sentence made the stupid Maolei scorched on the outside and tender on the inside. She never expected that Gao Wenqing, who was obviously like Prince Charming, would be so unbearable in Mordred's eyes. .

She obviously wanted to stop him with words, but Mordred's words seemed to have a magical power, attracting Arturia to continue eavesdropping and eavesdropping on the gossip about the knights.

After all, this is another side that the knights cannot show in front of the holy king no matter what.

"As for the other knight you mentioned, Master, Lancelot... Hey, Lancelot... Although I am not qualified to say this, if he shows up, I will definitely blow his head off!"

Sir Lancelot has already been forgiven by me, and your crime is much worse than his, my Britain... Tsk.

"What's the matter with the sudden chill... Ah, forget it, there is Bedivere anyway, he is a real top student! Although he is not good at fighting, he is a good general, better than that old boss The sullen Agguiwen is much gentler! And he was accompanying his father... to the last moment... No, it's nothing."

Bedivere...well, he is a good knight, but Lord Mordred, why did you remain silent at the end?

"Oh, yes, there is also that guy Agguiwen, who is the chief steward of the Round Table. Of course, if it weren't for him, my rebellion wouldn't have gone so smoothly. I really have to thank him for this!"

No, Aggui Wenqing did nothing wrong. The wrong person was me...

"As for Tristan... evil, useless Tristan! If he becomes your servant, Master, I advise you to fire him! After all, he can fall asleep standing up! And he is also with Lance Lot is a kindred spirit somewhere, huh.”

What? Lord Tristan actually knows this kind of skill? No wonder he always takes the initiative to apply for duty, and has missed many dinner parties hosted by Gao Wenqing because of this... He is really cunning.

As if he knew a lot of treasures, Mordred kept telling the story of the Knights of the Round Table.

The French knight who came from across the sea, Lancelot who was protected by the Maid of the Lake;

The child of the enchantress Morgan, the successor of Orkney in the North Kingdom, Gawain is blessed by the sun.

Son of the Duke of Cornwall, the tragic prince symbolizes the Tristan of the Romantic Era.

The brave and capable Lanmarok.

The stubborn Parsifal; the skillful Kay; the loyal Bedivere.

Gahoris the Passionate; Gareth the Mild; Argoven the Executor.

Palamedes fights alone.

The gentlest knight, the only one chosen by the Holy Grail, Galahad of the Apocalypse.

And, silent Mordred...

There are fifteen people in total, that is the round table in its heyday, and it is the shadow of the legendary legend in the past.

Shishi Jie and Artoria listened to Mordred's words in silence. Although the comments were full of children's ridicule and shortcomings, they would not ignore Mordred's numerous treasures, let alone miss them. Her eyes sparkled with pure joy.

Mordred...

The knight's appearance was too pure and joyful. Just looking at it made Artoria want to cry.

It turns out that even you who started the rebellion still love the Round Table and those people as much as I do...

The emotions in her heart were surging, and an impulse almost made Artoria want to take off her mask and recognize Mordred. But at this moment, Lion Jie looked at the satisfied Mordred and said quietly:

"So... what about King Arthur? As the king of the Knights of the Round Table, why haven't you described him?"

The originally warm atmosphere fell silent, and Mordred's expression cooled down at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into cold iron or an indifferent reef.

"There is nothing to say, Master. I entrust my sword to you. As a knight, I don't think I am disloyal enough to serve two kings at the same time."

Like a wake-up call, Mordred's words awakened Artoria from her emotions.

Yes, no matter how much she misses the round table in the past, everything has disappeared with the passage of time.

Only Mordred, the knight who destroyed Britain, was forever engraved on the pillar of shame in history as a rebellious knight and as a son of the curse.

The rebellious knight Mordred - who ended the legend of King Arthur - killed King Arthur - the unfaithful and unfilial villain.

For future generations, just remembering this sentence is enough.

Who cares about her lonely past? Care about the reason for her rebellion?

Outside the mask, Lion Jie sighed silently, and Mordred looked indifferent.

Under the mask, Artoria's expression was dark and she closed her eyes.

All the past events will never be spoken of again.

However, as the street came to an end, this tranquility was ruthlessly broken——

Looking at the scene in the house in front of him, Mordred's breathing suddenly became heavy, and his pupils were bloodshot.

Following her gaze, Shishi Jie frowned and saw the softly smiling female magician beside the piano, as well as the back of her hand where the command spell was carved.

"Black's master?"

Hearing this, Arturia's heart skipped a beat, and a chill came over her, prompting her to look out the window——

The silver-haired little girl cheered and rushed towards the blond girl in front of her. The girl had the same beautiful face as King Arthur, and an extremely similar awe-inspiring temperament.

The light in the room was dim, blurring the girl's eyes. If she didn't know where she was, Artoria would definitely think that the person half-kneeling on the ground, hugging little Jack, was her.

And with Servant-level hearing, the girl's cheerful voice was so clear:

"Mother!"

Mother? Mother!

She called 'King Arthur' with a voice full of nostalgia, and 'King Arthur' also showed a gentle expression and responded to his lovely daughter.

——And Mordred was standing on the cold street outside the house.

Already aware of what was going to happen next, Artoria closed her eyes in pain and wanted to stop the Liberation Armed Forces, but as soon as her body moved, she was gently pushed away. And where she originally stood, Chi Lei Explode!

The sky thousands of miles away suddenly beat like a drum.

It was as if the Iron Curtain was cracking, and countless cracks emerged from the night sky. This was proof that the fragile air could not contain the overly violent power and was on the verge of collapse.

The bloody thunder drum roared and vibrated, branches protruding from the ground and filling the night sky of Sighisoara. When it reached the highest point, it rolled back and hit the earth like a hammer.

Just sound.

The windows of countless houses were shattered!

The unreserved red thunder turned into a dark hell, tearing the night apart and igniting it. In the prison filled with blood and hatred, the red and white demons were soaring, soaring, soaring!

There is no way to vent, it is unbelievable.

Dragging red thunder, roaring and roaring.

Like weeping blood, a shrill roar exploded throughout Sighisoara:

"Ar-thur!!!"

I don’t know if anyone has noticed that there is no voice related to the Knights of the Round Table in FGO. If there is, it is for the entire round table (such as Bai Qiandai)... Well, I don’t quite understand. You must know that the Knights of the Round Table are All the idiots have their own voices.