Artoria the Big Liar

"Well, there's nothing wrong with that. I'll be very angry... very angry. It's not an exaggeration to say that I'm furious."

"That... I'm sorry, Mordred... I'm too immature..."

"Then, how does Arturia want to compensate me?"

In an instant, the red glow spread on her cheeks, and it continued to the base of her ears and forehead before stopping.

If it wasn't for the dodgy eyes, I would have thought she had a cold and a fever and needed treatment.

"You are really innocent, Artoria. Although I said those words last night, I still pretended." I touched her forehead lightly, and I let go of her waist, and sat up on the bed: "Don't embarrass you. Just treat it as a loan I forcibly granted you, and I will get back the principal with interest in the future. You should be mentally prepared!"

"Mordred..."

"Okay, get up. I'll make breakfast today."

This is a wonderful feeling, something I have never experienced in my previous delusions.

How to put it, according to the saying on the Internet, it is the experience of changing from "receiving" to "attacking".

Facing an existence like my father, even a man can't attack me, let alone myself.But now, when I shoulder the responsibility, I gradually begin to understand my father, her hardships, and her tiredness.

I'm smiling in the kitchen making breakfast - plain pasta, plain honey tea, with fruit and

Eggs are quite nutritious and taste good.Even the landlady smelled the fragrance and came over.

Tasting the breakfast I made, the landlady kept smiling and didn't speak at all.On the contrary, Ishir didn't care if there were outsiders here, and directly revealed my identity, as if it was an open secret: "I never thought that, as His Majesty's child, you would make such a good breakfast."

"There are many places you can't imagine, Ithil."

The breakfast made by my father is much more delicious than mine.Because our cooking level is linked to swordsmanship.

But the father's body in this world is subject to many restrictions, and he has never cooked, so no one knows about it.

While eating, Isil's eyes kept wandering between me and the fairy Artoria.

"It seems that a lot of things have happened between you... No wonder His Majesty can tolerate her existence."

"It's just that I know her good side from my behavior and attitude. Father is not as narrow-minded as you. Because of your past position and spreading hatred, you are prejudiced against her, even her original intention If you don’t want to understand, what else can you say?”

Isil remained silent.After all, this is the Lord's order, and the posture I am showing now is higher than her.

It's just that, in order to prevent any desperate situation from happening later, I still emphasize a few words.

"By the way, Isil. Your father's order to you is to be our companion, not to spy on us. I hope you can understand what information is implied in your father's will. You are already a great knight, and you should have What you have realized, not everything needs to be clearly stated by the king himself. In this way, there will be no room for maneuver.”

"Of course I know. Your Majesty's wisdom is not as simple as it seems on the surface【](

"So, treat Arturia better. She's my companion...do you understand?"

Hearing what I said, Ithil raised his eyebrows.Because this is equivalent to declaring the leadership of the team.

Then, the nature of the trip has changed. This is no longer the trip of the fairy Arturia, but my trip.

It's just because I, by my own will, intend to settle her matter first, that's all.

Ithil understood, she showed a playful expression, and stared at me with squinted eyes.

"So... what you want to say is this?"

"Otherwise, how could you be my companion?"

"Okay, I understand... then should I call you by your name from now on, or... respectfully as 'His Royal Highness'?"

"The former. My identity has not been disclosed, and the Eternal Queen does not know of my existence. I don't want to cause trouble."

"But I remember, at the very beginning, you called the Eternal Queen 'Mother'."

"It can be called my mother... If I have to say it, my mother is a certain god from a long, long time ago. The Eternal Queen is a fairy born from the information and purification left after she was wiped out by a certain existence. Although the father recognized the Eternal Queen , but not the same individual after all.”

Having said this, Ithil's expression subtly turned into surprise.

"It's... so early?"

"I thought you would suspect that the father existed at that time."

"Only when you are in the Dragon Legion can you understand the greatness of His Majesty. Although everyone in the world respects the Eternal Queen, Her Majesty is more worthy of respect than the Eternal Queen. The gap between them is bigger than the sun and the moon."

"In short...it's hard to explain the details. If you really want to know, I suggest you ask the king."

I have been perfunctory and fooling around.

I've only told the girl about this, and her pensive expression is an example.

After dinner, the girl cleaned the tableware with magic, and we went back to our room.

It's nothing, it's just that the girl is still【[

"Mordred... I, am I really useless?" She rolled the dice, lowered her head, her long low ponytail lost all energy.

"Do you want to hear my truth, or a lie?"

"...the truth."

"You are really useless." As soon as the words fell, her body trembled slightly, and there was a feeling of distress in my heart. "My father's original words are 'no assertiveness, timid, too naive'."

She bit her lip, not daring to speak, not daring to respond, just froze in place, like a wax figure.

I went up and hugged her.There is a faint floral fragrance on her body, which is clear and elegant.

"Growing from useless to useful quickly requires going through pain and suffering beyond your imagination. Your existence will be destroyed and you will become something else. Your dignity and personality will be shattered and you will become a different person. So , I just want to keep this useless you, and I don't want you to become useful. So, I usurped the leadership of this team, and tried to persuade Isir to let her be our companion."

"Mordred... this is my mission, not yours. You don't have to..."

"So you should understand."

I cut her off.

She raised her head, her emerald green pupils were full of confusion.

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"...understand what?"

"Understanding how important you are to me."

She lowered her head again, eyes confused, full of inferiority complex.

I exhaled lightly, put my chin on her shoulder, and hugged her tightly.

Her body temperature, her floral fragrance, so warm and so elegant, made me intoxicated like a dream.

"Artoria, I just hope you are Arturia and not someone else. I came, and I came with a sword, just to save you from going through those pains, farewells, loneliness and despair. You don't want to be that 'Savior', then I will do it. If you don't want to complete the mission, then I will do it behind your back. If you are afraid of fighting, then I will fight. Since fate makes you meet me, I will never let it go You don't care."

"Am I...really worth it...?"

"Whether it's worth it or not, the criterion for judging is not you, but me. I think it's worth it, so it's worth it. The armor has been given to you, so you should study and study how to use it. You have to understand that for me, your life is more important than mine. More importantly. I don't want you to die, I don't want you to be someone else. I just want you to stay the way you are, by my side."

Suddenly, I smiled, without making a sound, but the smile was miserable.

Fortunately, the girl in my arms didn't see my expression, so she wouldn't react in any way.

Because I remembered why I participated in the Holy Grail War and why I wanted to replace my father.

Is the father strong?That is naturally powerful.Is the father great?That is naturally great.But in that source of greatness and greatness, there is endless pain, endless devotion, endless sacrifice.I want to reverse all that, let my father return to be a normal person, at least live a life in peace, and not be forced to become the most powerful and greatest existence in the world.

And now, the girl is in my arms.I am doing my own things according to my own wishes.Although she is not the father, her name is Artoria.I must, I must prevent her from becoming King Arthur.Because I am Mordred, no matter which Mordred it is, this is her/his wish.

"... Mordred?" Her voice was full of doubts, and she seemed to sense the change in me.

"It's nothing... Leave it to me, Artoria. I will complete your mission... I will complete my mission. I have suffered too much pain and despair, and I know what it feels like... ...I will protect you, Arturia...I swear to do it."

Chapter 62: Otter Strolley Hegia

◆Mordred◆

The Bell of Pilgrimage is within the city, that is a certainty.

So, we walk the streets, looking for any possible totals.

But along the way, I always felt that many people were watching us secretly, with suspicion and scrutiny in their eyes.

"Artoria, follow me and don't get lost." "Well, I know... Actually, I'm not weak..."

I ignored what she said next.

Strength is relative, compared to me and Isil, she is indeed weak.

"It seems that what happened last night has already started to spread. It's just that everyone cherishes life, so they didn't take action." Ishir said. "Your Majesty really has great wisdom beyond human intelligence. Her arrangement has many details that others can't think of."

Ithil's armor is very special, almost a sign of her identity.With her there, those goblins and elves didn't make a move.After all, the Eternal Queen's bounty is one thing, and the dragonflight's revenge is another.

"After all, with the spirit of the elves, the Dragon King is more respected. Not only because the Dragon King is suppressing the catastrophe of the whole of Britain, but also because the Dragon King is a symbol of power. If a goblin is promoted to an elf, but is hated by the Dragon King, then I'm afraid the days ahead will be very difficult..."

Arturia's addition made me raise my eyebrows.

No matter which era it is, the father is still as awesome as the sun.

Isil did not refute, which is the consensus of this Lostbelt.But she put forward another point of view: "In order to be promoted to elves, goblins can do anything. Because only by becoming elves, will they not become disasters, let alone Moss - that is the real death .Even if His Majesty loathes them, they still flock to them.”

"It just reminded me of a novel I read before." I said, "The novel tells the story of a priest and his four guards who are looking for the original scriptures from the east to the west of the mainland. On the way there is The monster spread rumors, saying that as long as he ate his flesh, the monster would be immortal, transcendental, and become an existence similar to a god. As a result, because of this rumor, dozens of battles occurred along the way before finally arriving.”

"Modred, what do you mean...?" Isir frowned slightly and asked.

Relieved, feeling those unfriendly gazes, I said: "I am not Monkey King, you are not Zhu Wuneng. Our journey will not be easy. Be vigilant, the more people there are, the more dangerous it is. We can Kill the elves in the city, and the elves can explode themselves in the city."

"I thought you were going to challenge the authority of the Eternal Queen." Ithil was still in the mood to say such words at this time.

"The first stage is to find the tour bell. Of course we have to challenge the authority, but that's a later thing." I patiently explained, like a real team leader. "Focus on the things in front of you first. Let's talk about the later things later. Many times, the plan cannot keep up with the changes. We lack intelligence and make plans with more than 70% coverage."

"So, how do we find it?" Ithil asked.

"Artoria, can you feel the clock?" I asked the girl who was holding my hand.

"I can feel that it is in this city, but where is the tour bell... I don't know." The girl replied weakly.

"Are there any legends surrounding the Pilgrimage Bell?" I continued to ask.

"Legendary... I don't know about this. Maybe more information is needed..." The girl's voice became weaker and weaker, and she became less and less confident-the previous failures did not even complete the most basic information collection. , even I was a little disappointed.

However, I am brave and strong.

The lack of intelligence just gave me the opportunity to exercise my ability to collect intelligence.

Well, first of all, we need to make sure what information the people around me have——Thinking of this, I looked at Ithil.

Ithil sighed, and responded: "Mordred, you don't need to look at me. I can be sure that there is no 'Pilgrimage Bell' in the files of the dragonflight. I never lie. That's what I answered before. "

"Let's go back first. Ask our landlady." I made a decision that a leader should have.

"Are you sure she knows?" Isir raised her eyebrows, her purple pupils were full of contempt and suspicion—this was aimed at the landlord who seemed unreliable at first glance.

"She definitely doesn't know. But she can even analyze the concept of the Holy Lance and the essence of elves, which means that she is a very strong arcanist. And she has lived here for a long time, and the bell itself is a special wonder, and It was carefully protected and covered up by the Eternal Queen, she must have some related rumors."

"That..." At this moment, the girl made a voice.

"Artoria, what's wrong?" I asked gently.

"...It's nothing. It may be my illusion." The girl hesitated to speak, wanting to give up explaining.

"Illusion? Can you tell me what it feels like?" I encouraged her.

"It's a very special feeling... as if something is calling me. It's in the arena on the northeast side of the city... a very familiar feeling, like a friend I haven't seen for a long time."

"How is the strength of the call? How is the other party's condition?"

"This... is not very strong, and the situation is not bad. It shouldn't be that urgent..."

So, these two options are now in front of me.

Looks like there is no difference, it doesn't matter which one you choose.

But my father taught me that as a leader, I can't think about it this way.

Any situation will change over time, important things may become unimportant, and insignificant little things may evolve into the key to the overall situation.Therefore, how to prioritize matters has become very difficult and requires long-term experience, involving risk assessment, filing, and elimination of side effects.

My brain works fast.Just such a small thing consumes a lot of brain power.

In the end, as the leader of the team, I gave a plan.

"Ithil, you take Artoria to the arena first. I will rush over after asking the landlady. You know a lot of arcane arts. If you get any information, remember to use arcane arts to inform me." After finishing speaking, I looked at the girl, "Arturia, your magic is very special, try not to use it as much as possible. If you can't make up your mind, just listen to Isil. Don't worry, it won't take long, I will be back soon. "

"Oh, okay," she responded.