I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

"Shut up, you pervert are not qualified to judge the father."

Du Lin's expression froze: "Don't you care? It doesn't matter if your father deviates from the road, and the one controlled by the holy gun is gradually approaching the gods out of control."

Mordred snorted indifferently: "It's none of my business. Anyway, as long as the father is around, I, the knight of the round table, Mordred, will give everything. All those who try to block the way of the father are all from me. Enemy before the sword!"

"Is this stubbornness inherited?" Du Lin was speechless and sighed secretly.

There are two ways to solve this hidden danger, one is to persuade her to surrender like Lancelot, and the other is to kill her on the spot.

Although I don't know why the Lion King's holy spear did not come down from here for fixed-point scanning, but it is not the other party's conscience.

It may be his restraint that makes Mordred's mana rare and unable to lock, or it may be the poison of Quiet.

However, once Mordred recovers, leaving Mordred in the village is a huge threat.

After waiting for the arrival of Chaldea's servants, the time for the decisive battle will come.

This unstable factor must be resolved in advance.

Just... to kill her?

The room fell into a brief silence, and Du Lin's face changed from time to time.

Mordred sneered: "What? Can't do it?"

Du Lin took a deep breath: "Of course, if I have the experience of doing something to you, and then spend a good night with your father and king, and talk about love. This kind of scene of 'killing the son and sleeping with the father', I think it's a bit strange." Hypocrisy, I don't need to be ashamed while enjoying your father's body. Well, I just need to enjoy it unilaterally."

Mordred thought he was going to say something with a complicated look, but when she heard the undisguised perverted words, she yelled angrily: "You pervert, give me death!"

"Well, how to deal with you... let's decide!" Du Lin said suddenly, and stepped forward to untie the rope that bound Mordred.

Xiao Mo fell from the Lion King, and his body, which had not moved for several days, slumped on the ground.

Du Lin stretched out his cane, extended several shots on her body, and then pulled her up: "Now you have regained your ability to move."

"Damn it, what kind of recovery is this?" Mordred looked angrily at the ropes tightening his thighs, chest, and arms, his face darkened.

"This is already the limit! After all, let you go. If you don't know how to make trouble and come back to make trouble, I won't bother to tie you up as a time bomb. I don't have time for the next one. This imprisonment will last about three days, three days. Days are enough for you to run back to the holy city of Camelot."

Mordred was in a strange mood: "Are you really going to let me go?"

Does this perverted father really value him so much... It's really delicate to hear this kind of situation from someone else's mouth.

Du Lin hummed: "Go back and bring a message, let your father get ready to throw down the holy gun, untie the armor, and get ready to lie on the bed..."

"I prepare you &%&%￥@, I will bite you to death, you pervert—!"

The flying little Mo directly overwhelmed Du Lin, biting down like a lion cub.

Kachi~!

Chapter 393 "Planet Extractor"

Xiao Mo left after leaving a tooth mark on Du Lin's shoulder...

Tranquility wanted to go forward to bring back the useless Knight of the Round Table, but was repelled by the cursed wrist.

"Your Excellency the Magician..." Curse Wrist walked to Du Lin's side and smiled wryly.

He wanted to say that letting go of a powerful enemy in this way would be a very heavy burden for the next battle.

But looking at the expression of this lord, he couldn't refute anything. Mordred himself was captured by the magician, and he is fully qualified to decide whether to execute Mordred or let him go.

"I know what you want to say, Cursed Wrist." Durin paused, and slowly spit out the truth: "But if she is put here, the Lion King may find that she uses the Lion King's ruling. At the beginning of the war After that, she has no guardian, and she is a huge threat to the rear!"

The curse wrist was stunned: "It is indeed true to say that..."

"Relax! We Chaldea will also reinforce some powerful servants in the future, and it is no problem to deal with her." Du Lin said.

He wasn't so mad that he didn't even care about the outcome of the war just to show off The Lion King.

The reason why Mordred was let go was because Xiao Mo's role in the following war would not affect the outcome of the decisive battle at all.

Maybe a knight of the round table is very powerful, but the next servants of Chaldea are almost negligible.

The real winner lies between him and the Lion King.

"Do you have any reinforcements, Your Excellency?" the curse wrist voice was surprised.

"Well, there will be a lot of followers coming!"

"that would be great……"

Quietly on one side nodded silently: "Yes, there is no need to worry at all. The poison I gave her is the poison of the spirit core, which is fatal to the heroic spirit. Even if she returns to the holy capital of Camelot, she will continue to be weak down!"

Du Lin was surprised, and immediately laughed: "Sick little Mo... that's really wonderful! Well done, Jing Mi!"

Tranquility was slightly taken aback, and immediately lowered her head: "You've praised me, Mr. Magician."

The corner of Du Lin's mouth twitched.

The words are to praise the other party, but...

This Quiet Assassin is a very dangerous girl who administers the poison of the spirit core to the heroic spirit...

The matter of letting Mordred go has come to an end.

Maybe it was Du Lin's guarantee, or maybe it was the Sanzang mage who came from the village. After only worrying for a while, they returned to normal.