[Fate] queen

Chapter 80

"come to me."

Lancer, who was dressed in silver armor, sat on the horse, stretched out his hand to Saber's Master, and when he leaned forward to stare at him, the pupils that were originally ignited by anger softened strangely.

The sunlight that filtered through the branches above her head enveloped her, and the light and delicate crown that fell on the top of her hair shone with light.

Guinevere showed a gentle smile at her without any hesitation.

The moment his hands folded, Lancer asked:

"Aren't you afraid that I will be bad for you?"

"Why be afraid?"

A relieved and happy smile slowly appeared on the face of the girl knight, but she still said in her mouth: "You have to be a little wary of the enemy, Saber will cry."

"He won't." Guinevere replied, signaling Lancelot to be calm with her eyes, and her tone was filled with a faint smile and a wicked pleasure: "Aren't you old acquaintances?"

Arturia was dumbfounded.

She couldn't refute this sentence, and it was true that she was invited out of fear, but... Lancer was also thinking, who is this woman who has the same appearance as her past wife?

"...What the hell are you thinking! Lancer!"

Kenneth asked in a deep voice through the magic contract connecting each other, ignoring the harsh words, he had to admit that he couldn't understand himself as a follower.

As the King of Knights who subjugated the country, this girl named Arturia Pendragon came to the world, and her heart-felt wish was to turn back time and save the motherland.

Yes, the victorious King of Great Britain is a maiden.

Witnessing such a fact for the first time, even a magician as arrogant as Kenneth would be surprised.

Throughout the ages, King Arthur has been the object of praise and admiration of countless people, the noble and sacred knights of the round table, and the revered king of winter.

Although magicians are villains who have broken away from the category of ordinary humans and use ruthlessness as their pronoun, Merlin, who is almost the greatest magician of the century, and the noble King Arthur assisted by him are still very important to them. Familiar existence.

Not to mention, Great Britain is the predecessor of today's United Kingdom.

Kenneth Elmeloy Archibald is from the Clock Tower in England. Although he has no concept of the country, but—with a cruel fate and a sad wish to save the motherland—as a young girl The King of Knights, Kenneth has always had complicated feelings about her.

Originally a ruthless magician wanted to treat the servant as a familiar, but she got along with her fiancée unexpectedly harmoniously, and even established a deep friendship unconsciously. His smile became more and more obvious, which also made Kenneth's attitude soften a little unconsciously.

But now she has saved the enemy's lord!This scene of the knight and the princess is simply blinding!

"I didn't give you instructions to rescue the enemy."

As far as the key to winning is concerned, it is best to wait for the fisherman's profit.But what a proud magician Kenneth is, he has extraordinary confidence in his own strength, and he can be called a conceited existence.

Pulling Guinevere onto the back of the horse, Artoria did not forget to remind her.

"Hold me tight."

When she charged towards the enemy again, her answer was long overdue, with a hearty smile in her voice.

"Winning the Matou family here is also a good help—"

The awe-inspiring girl's eyes flashed with eagerness to try, and the name Matton Stallion, carrying the supreme glory, walked vigorously and let out a hissing cry.

Now, this is her battlefield!

The despicable person who attacked from behind must be beheaded by the horse!

"Well, this is really surprising——" There was a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and his green pupils pierced Lancer's shoulders straight at her, seeing that she did not dodge, but bravely looked at her. Himself, Mordred's low tone was even a little bewitching. "Are you trying to kill me?"

Guinevere said nothing.

She couldn't figure out what this person meant.

"That man should have told you, right?" The rebellious knight said relaxedly, "It was I who sentenced you to death and let you be burned, not King Arthur."

"I also kidnapped Gladys, my sister, your daughter, remember?"

"You are trying to kill me."

Mordred wouldn't tell her that he was an imitation, an artificial human, not the product of sibling incest, so what good would that do him?

As a rebellious knight, Mordred was born to betray King Arthur.

"If you want to kill me, I'll be there anytime."

Guinevere's pupils trembled, and she finally looked at him in shock.

This huge amount of information was stored in her heart through her eardrums, and Artoria frowned incomprehensibly, but this did not stop her determination to fight.

Facing the gradually sharpening murderous aura, Mordred showed a soldier's calm smile.

It was only now that Artoria had a real glimpse of the sword in his hand—it was engraved with gorgeous patterns and exuded a noble aura, it was an incomparable sword.

Artoria's treasury has also collected such a sword, although the style is different, I don't know whether it is a counterfeit or a fake - but she is not afraid to fight!

Her eyes were full of compelling sharpness, and the holy spear, which had never shown its true appearance, condensed endless brilliance.

"I allow you to liberate the treasure."

For some unknown reason, Kenneth looked at the two of them and spoke slowly, giving the order as the master.

It's a pity that God doesn't want it.

——Endless madness came from nowhere, full of bloody breath from the battlefield, mixed with terrifying anger, cruel death, and violent destruction.

The disheveled and dull blond hair covered the frenzy in the pupils, as if stimulated by something, the black knight raised the holy sword that was forced to be dyed black, and also rushed towards Mordred.

"It's a really surprising development."

Shatiao Aige laughed happily, and the girl knew after seeing King Arthur that he was completely crazy.

Never being able to fulfill her wish, she discarded the Holy Grail with her own hands.

He should be crazy.

The author has something to say:

I was dizzy when you smashed the last chapter, a lot of comments and landmines... I'm sorry not to update (.

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