[comprehensive] my king is here

Artoria met Bedivere and Mordred on the way back to the church.

Bedivere reported that Mordred had been slightly wounded by Siegfried, but nothing serious.

Siegfried and the others retreated, presumably not intending to fight to the death.

"My lord, shall we go back now?"

"Well," Arturia responded, and said to Lion Jie, "Mr. Lion Jie, please take Mr. Mordred back to your stronghold, and try not to go back to the Holy Church."

"why?"

Before Shi Shijie could speak, Mordred asked dissatisfiedly.

"..."

"Sir Mordred, if we are all in the Church of the Holy Church, wouldn't we be a little passive when the enemy invades?"

"What is passive? When did you become so timid, Bedivere?" In Mordred's eyes, everyone in the Knights of the Round Table is the strongest hero, and only the Knights of the Round Table can kill the Knights of the Round Table.

She couldn't bear to listen to Bedivere's words that spoiled others' ambitions and destroyed her own prestige.

"Sir Mordred, I need to verify one thing, and I will tell you when I know the answer," Artoria looked at Shi Zijie, raised her hand and touched Mordred's head, with a rare and gentle expression. The attitude said, "You wait for me."

Mordred was so happy that he couldn't tell the north from the south because of this head-touching, and said obediently: "Okay."

"So nice."

However, when passing by, Mordred grabbed her hand, "I'm not so easy to fool! Is this related to that false priest?"

"..."

"..."

Mordred looked at this and didn't speak, looked at that and didn't speak, and jumped his feet angrily, "You guys are talking! Why are you hiding it from me?"

Bedivere smiled bitterly: "Even if you say that, I don't know, Sir Mordred, the king always has her reasons for doing things."

"I don't care what she has to say. She has abandoned me once, and I will never allow it to happen again."

Artoria didn't look at her stubborn and pitiful eyes at all, but directly said to Shishi Jie: "This time there is a certain danger, Mr. Shizi Jie would like his servants to be in danger?"

"Uh..." Lion Jie resisted the gazes from his father and son, and a drop of cold sweat fell from the back of his head.

Can't you just break up the matter between you father and son?

"You don't take me, I'll go by myself."

Anyway, the legs are her own.

"I won't allow it." Artoria grabbed her shoulder from behind.

Mordred turned sharply and shook off her hand.

"Why don't you allow it?"

"Just because I am your father and king."

With a punch to the head, Mordred swayed a few small stars in front of his eyes, and fell towards Artoria.

"Your Majesty, King Arthur, it's not good."

The lion robber walked over, supported the knocked out Mordred, and looked at the black circle of her right eye with a bit of distress.

"Actually, this is the most effective method," Artoria said lightly, and she turned to Bedivere with a thoughtful expression, "As for you..."

Bedivere covered his right eye, "I'll go with them, I don't want to be like Lord Mordred."

Lion Jie's stronghold is in an underground stone room in a cemetery.

A descending staircase was dark and permeating.

Mordred threw off the support of Shi Jie, jumped to the bottom of the stairs a few times, and greeted them who were still in the middle, "Hurry up."

"So you..." You were not knocked out by King Arthur.

"No wonder my king always says Sir Mordred has too many ideas."

Not to mention that Lion Jie didn't see it, even Artoria didn't notice anything wrong. Bedivere had seen the hint from Mordred, or else he would have chased Artoria desperately.

Finally got a black eye.

"We need to contact Percival and Kai, and tell them not to go back to the Church of the Holy Church... Oh, master, how do you use this machine?"

"Let me do it."

Lion Jie does not use modern technology to communicate with the outside world, but a magic device similar to a fax machine. Although it is similar in function, it cuts off the possibility of being intercepted.

After briefly explaining the situation, they left the cemetery and went to the Holy Church.

When Lion Jie joked that she really cared about King Arthur, Mordred would fight back loudly: "I am the son of rebellion! I am the only one in this world who can hurt King Arthur!"

church.

Arturia stood outside the gate, thinking of someone who was waiting for her to go home one day.

It should be very moving, very happy.

Abandoning all human emotions at the cost of becoming the king who protects Great Britain.

She has no emotions, or her emotions are tied to Great Britain, and she will be fine if it is good.

After such a long time, it was the first time that she felt truly happy because of a person, not the joy of the king, but the joy of Artoria.

No matter how late you go home, there will always be someone waiting outside, washing away your exhaustion with gentle words.

So...how did things turn out the way they are today?

Artoria pushed open the door of the church.

The rows of seats were empty, and there was a black figure kneeling under the front altar.

He was praying under his breath.

"The kingdom of heaven is at hand, and you should repent. Therefore remember from whence you fell, and repent, and do the first works..."

"If you don't repent, I will come to you and remove your lampstand from its place." Artoria walked towards him step by step, and the sword of the vowed victory appeared in her hand, "So you should repent. If you don't repent, I will come to you soon, and I will strike them with the sword in my mouth."

She stopped and looked at him.

Amakusa Shiro Shizhen stood up, turned around, and showed a gentle smile: "Good evening, I thought you would not come back."

"I'm still your servant," Artoria said, "Yimiao... has gone back."

"What a pity."

"Only this one?"

Amakusa Shiro Shizhen looked down at the sword wrapped in the wind blade, "I thought you would put the sword on my shoulder, and then talk to me."

"In our chivalrous culture, it's an act of honor."

"There is no doubt that I will not get this kind of glory."

Arturia changed the subject, she asked: "Why kill them?"

"who are they?"

"Yimiao, Vivienne, Weber Velvet, Gareth, Lan Mallock and everyone in the clock tower."

"The Great Holy Grail is broken and needs to be repaired with magic."

"You already got the Great Holy Grail?"

"No, in the hands of temporary allies."

Arturia asked: "How many heroic spirits do you need to complete the Great Holy Grail?"

Amakusa Shiro Shizhen smiled but did not answer.

However, Arturia's next question made him unable to keep smiling, "Do I need to kill myself?"

"...No need," Amakusa Shiro Tokisada said, "I will grant your wish."

Artoria took a deep breath, as if she was suffocating, she left a sentence and walked towards the door, "Don't trust your allies, she is the best at teasing people."

"Wait……"

"My king, what you say is really hurtful."

If the sound has a color, it must be a mysterious purple, and the air is full of fragrance and sweetness, making people mesmerized and refreshed.

"Where's Vivian?"

"We just met again, do you want to ask outsiders?"

There seems to be a hook on the ending sound, which makes people scratch their hearts and lungs.

"Stop making trouble, sister, Vivienne has immortality, she will never die, you put her..."

Before the rest of the words were spoken, he fell into the abyss.

Because Artoria saw Morgan Le Fay.

She used her own voice, but stood in front of Artoria against Vivienne's face, and lifted Artoria's chin with her slender fingers that seemed to be scented with flowers.

"Duoshe, her body belongs to me, it's very comfortable to use."

Artoria's voice was trembling, "Why are you..."

Vivienne has immortality and immortality at the same time, no matter how much the body is injured, she will not die, but what if the soul is gone?What if the soul is expelled?

Morgan Le Fay is absolutely capable of doing it.

"This is a secret," she didn't answer, her clear sea-blue eyes hid dark waves, and she was frightened to see, "My lord, why do you always pay attention to those who are not worth mentioning? thing?"

"What Britain, what knights of the round table, how can it compare to our blood connection? Do you know that every time I see you staring at others, such beautiful lake green eyes reflecting other people's silhouettes, I can't wait to gouge out your eyes! "

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada: "!!!!"

Unexpectedly, Morgan Le Fay, who was still full of murderous aura just now, suddenly frowned with a smile, "I'm just kidding, I don't want to."

Arturia felt a headache, "Sister, what do you want to do?"

"I want to have a good sleep. It's time for beauty sleep." Morgan kissed Artoria unexpectedly, "Good night, my king."

The body exploded into broken flowers with a sound of touching, the petals were flying, and the house was full of fragrance,

Arturia wiped her face expressionlessly, then opened the petals that fell on her body, and said to Amakusa Shiro Tokisada who seemed to be stunned: "My sister will grab people and kiss when she is happy. Used to it."

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada: "..."

No, this one may not get used to.

"I'm leaving, you... Take care."

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada didn't keep her either, and watched her leave.

The door closed, blocking the moonlight from the door.

The figure under the altar is lonely and lonely.

Sure enough, Artoria found out a brat and a Knight of the Round Table who had a history of disobeying orders within two steps.

"Uh, let's talk about it when we go back. His Majesty King Arthur has no objection, right?" Lion Jie came to the rescue in time.

Arturia looked at Mordred thoughtfully, "I really have something to say right now."

"What?" Mordred leaned next to Arturia.

"Sir Mordred, I just saw your mother."

"……What?"

The author has something to say: Daily update×23

Your friend Morgan is online.

She said: "Her body is mine, it's very comfortable to use~"

Arturia was expressionless.

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada looked terrified.