Artoria the Big Liar

"Who are you?" Ithil asked coldly, holding the shield and long sword.

"Modred, can you introduce me?" Jeanne said relaxedly, "I'm not very familiar with the rules here, and I don't know who your friends are. It would be bad if I committed some taboos."

My travel companions still focused their attention on Jeanne, but their attention was indeed waiting for my explanation and introduction—Jeanna's sudden arrival really made me a little difficult.

Hurry up, think for five seconds, and finally speak.

"Her name is Jeanne Darc. She is...how should I put it...my stepmother."

"It's not a stepmother either. Anyway, it's like a mother. More formally, it's the Dragon King's favorite concubine." Rang Na's explanation was more appropriate, and everyone's tension immediately relaxed a little. "I originally wanted to go to the Dragon King's side, but after thinking about it, Mordred's side is more important to you, so I wanted to come here first to see if your little girlfriend is worth your hard work—it seems very ordinary, Nothing special, just an ordinary village girl."

Jeanna's gaze made the girl shrink back.

But her smile, her eyes, are relaxing.

Although the girl dodged, she was only shy, not really afraid.

It has to be said that this is really a very powerful ability.

"Cough... In short, Jeanne is Ankaragang, the mother of Meluxin. Ithil, you can take back the sword and shield." I explained.

"The...mother of the legion chief? But isn't the legion chief...?" Ithil looked puzzled.

"Some secrets hidden by my father. My existence and Jeanna's existence are secrets. If you don't believe me, you can contact your legion commander. She will definitely come here in a hurry and recognize Jeanna."

"Mordred, did I hear you right? Did you mean the word 'recognition'?"

"It's mutual recognition...it's hard to explain. It involves time and space and cause and effect."

"...If you hadn't confirmed your identity, I would definitely feel that you were lying to me."

Although he said so verbally, the moon knight took back his sword and shield.

Jeanne looked very relaxed.This is the surplus of the strong.She didn't seem to think that Isil was so strong.

After the Holy Grail War, Jeanna never showed her strength.I don't know how much power she has left after the six servant cores are consumed - it should be very strong, otherwise she wouldn't have this kind of temperament.

"Don't be in such a rush. When the time is right, I will find Ankara myself, and it will be a surprise." Jeanne said with a smile, "But you, Mordred, should you introduce your little girlfriend? You have always been secretive before, but now that I have come and seen her with my own eyes, you can't still be secretive, right?"

Sensing the gazes around me, I had no choice but to lower my voice and say, "...this is not a place to talk."

Jeanne shrugged her shoulders and said she had no objection.I led the team to change the route and go to the residence.

On the way, the landlady finally couldn't bear the curiosity, and started talking with Jeanna.

The landlady marveled at Jeanne's identity as the "Dragon Witch", and the topic has always revolved around this.And Jeanna was very patient, she said everything that should be said, and said nothing about the truth that should not be said.Especially with regard to origin and identity similarities and differences.It was as if she had known the taboos of the Lost Belt for a long time.

This made the girl a lot easier.Because she really treats Jeanna as an elder.

Everyone else was silent.In this way we returned to the landlady's house.

Seeing Isil's reaction, Jeanna raised her eyebrows—she sensed her feelings from Isil's serious appearance: "Is your name Isil? Are you Ankara's subordinate?"

"Yes. I am a great knight belonging to the dragon army. The title is 'Moon Knight'."

"Moon Knight...that's a good title." After a pause, Jeanna said, "I am indeed Ankaragang's mother. This is a certain fact. If you really have many doubts in your heart, you can directly ask She herself. I don't know what exactly you're suspecting, but most of the time the facts are stronger than any arguments."

"...I see. Please forgive my rudeness."

"It's okay..." Saying that, Jeanna fixed her eyes on the girl again.This caused the girl's entire body to shrink into a ball. "Your name is Arturia, right? Mordred of my family likes you very much. For you, she even had a fight with her father. Although I don't mean any harm to you, I really love you." Wondering, are you really worthy of Mordred? Even that, she gave you."

The girl's face was pale, blue, and even purple, and she was so nervous that she could hardly breathe.

I want to answer instead of the girl.But at this moment, Jeanne looked at me.Then, as if I had been cursed by the Dragon Witch, although I could open my mouth to speak, I could barely prepare to speak.

"I..." The girl tried to make a sound, but she could only make this one sound.

Jeanna did not compromise at all, she continued to watch the girl, waiting for her to give a complete response.

It's like saying "If you can't even say a sentence, it's too bad."

The girl swallowed heavily, sweat had already started to break out on her forehead, and her pulse was beating rapidly.

It is simply a form of torture.And the torture will never end until the girl speaks.

"I...don't know." The girl finally said it.

"I don't know?" Jeanna raised her eyebrows, and her smile became dangerous. "You mean to say that you didn't know Mordred liked you so much, did you?"

"... yes. I... don't know."

"That's really interesting." Saying that, Jeanna locked her eyes on me.For a moment, I felt a greater pressure than when my father was angry, as if the weight of the entire mountain was on my shoulders. "Mordred, I thought the person you liked would be an extraordinary existence. But now it seems that she is really just an ordinary village girl. No matter what mission she has, she obviously has no corresponding Ability—Leaving aside the level of magic, what's the matter with this weak personality? At least you should have something like 'courage', right?"

"Artoria is a fairy...it's different." I explained.

"That's it..." Jeanna tilted her head, and even I couldn't breathe.I finally knew what kind of pressure my father was under in the morning.It is estimated that even the father is very uncomfortable. "But that alone won't convince me. Do you know what I mean, Mordred?"

Of course I know, she is asking me what kind of feelings I have for my father, and whether my attachment to the girl is a substitute for that distorted feeling-I really want to answer her, it is not like this, but the words are in my mouth , but I can't tell.

Then, Jeanna turned her gaze back to the girl.

"I just said that Mordred had a fight with her father because of you, Artoria. Although it was not serious and the intention was not a big deal, the act of arguing itself was very serious. You probably don't know Right? Mordred never quarreled with her father, never even disobeyed her father's ideas. And some of these ideas are very cruel and very painful. I think I can understand this- For Mordred, losing you is more cruel and painful than carrying out those ideas. Leaving Mordred's thoughts aside, I really want to know——Artoria, what do you think of Mordred Why do I like you so much?"

After this long passage was finished, the atmosphere in the whole house became even more depressing.

The girl's body was shaking, and her spirit was on the verge of collapse in fear.The fear is not the fear of death, but the fear of loss, of a hopeless future.I even feel that if I really leave the girl, she will be cursed like the elves born in this land, transformed into Moss, and die forever.

I really wanted to explain for the girl, but when those golden pupils stared at me, the huge pressure immediately made me unable to breathe, let alone explain this behavior instead.

"I think... it should... be fate, right?" the girl finished speaking syllable by syllable.

"Fate...that's a good explanation." Jeanna crossed her legs and dragged her chin. Compared with a witch, she looked more like a god in charge of disasters. "But I don't think it's powerful enough. After all, things like fate are too illusory. Good things can be attributed to fate, and bad things can also be attributed to fate. Then you can do nothing and leave everything to fate? I don't think... can't you?"

"That……"

The girl couldn't figure it out.I can't figure it out either.

I always feel that Jeanne is forcing me to admit that girls are my meal replacements.

Just because they have the same face and the same name, they put their feelings on her.

I would love to explain.But too many people here are listening to this thing.I can't say a lot of words.

Besides, Jeanne kept silencing me.Under the pressure she created, I really can't say it...

"I think it's better to let it go like this?" As soon as these words came out of Jeanna's mouth, I felt suffocated. "Whether it's fate or impulsiveness, it can be regarded as a kind of immaturity, right? I won't ask to take back what Mordred gave me, but that's all. You two need space and time to get along well. Consider this matter. At the very least, it can’t be like it is now, and you can’t even find a suitable reason.”

I wanted to stand up, but the moment Jeanna looked at me, my legs immediately became weak, and I couldn't exert any strength at all.

Gritting my teeth and fighting as hard as I could, I really wanted to get up - but I just couldn't, really couldn't.

Everyone didn't dare to breathe heavily, and even their breathing had to be weak to silent.

"How should I put it... This matter is still too much. Maybe you don't realize it yourself, but ah, Mordred, your father is really sad. Unbeknownst to you, your father paid a very high price The price. She didn’t say it, but it doesn’t mean she doesn’t expect your return. You did return it, but unfortunately it was the opposite. This kind of harm is almost deeper than your former colleagues leaving that table. In fact, you are now The essence of this behavior is to repeat what she experienced before, those nightmare experiences."

I opened my mouth, and a chill spread from my bone marrow to my limbs, and finally hit the top of my head.

What Jeanne said must be true.She could feel the heart of her father.Unlike me, I only have guesses and conjectures.

"Fear—that's what she felt. She should have told you that her fear and anger had been removed a long time ago. The new fear mechanism exists entirely because of you. Although later There is also more me, but the fear that arises because of me will not make her lose her mind, but fall into a state of absolute reason. Only you, Mordred, the fear born of you can overwhelm her rationality and make her become someone else."

I opened my mouth again, trying to make a sound.

But those eyes... those golden eyes still make me unable to utter a single syllable.

Countless emotions are brewing in my heart, and countless thoughts are tangled in my mind.

Especially depression, suffocation, despair and hatred... Yes, hatred, hatred like purple flames.

Finally, beyond the end of pain and despair, as if I were back in Kamran someday, I broke free.

"So, I will prove it." I saw the astonishment in Jeanna's pupils, and I felt my consciousness returning to my body——I broke free from the spell of the Dragon Witch. "I will prove it to you, to my father. Maybe I really can't find the right words, but my intention is absolutely true. It has nothing to do with childishness!"

Chapter Seventy: Tampering with the Script, Reversing Fate

◆Mordred◆

I stared at her without escaping, and kept the girl behind me.

The Holy Grail War has just ended, and I have never forgotten what happened in it.

To the extent that the father can do for her, I can do the same for the girl.

Because, as we all know, that person is our home, the reason we can face the future.

『I have to say, Mordred, you are indeed very similar to your father, especially in terms of brains. 』Jeanna raised her eyebrows and smiled, seemingly noncommittal to my speech. "As the saying goes, "If you don't see the south wall, don't look back."You and your father are dead brains that will directly smash the wall down and smash it when they meet the south wall.That's why they couldn't be reconciled on this matter, and there was such a big conflict—well, I'm not surprised. 』

"What I said, I will do.My father is like this, and so am I! 』

"The character of the dragon is still the same in the end..." Seemingly reminded of something, Jeanna complained: "By the way, do you father and son really have any genetic inheritance?"When you meet someone you like, you don't meet, get to know each other, and love each other according to the normal process, but grab the other person directly, just like the dragon who snatches the princess in a fairy tale.But unlike fairy tales, you all seem to have a special preference for village girls, and this village girl is not human. 』

I pursed my lips, unable to refute.This complaint is very accurate, my father and I did exactly that.

But then I thought about it-why refute it?It makes me and my father not a dragon.

"so what?When you meet someone you like, of course you have to fight for it.Do you think that according to the situation of me and my father, I will back down in this situation? With faith in my heart, I have the confidence to speak.I am not at all afraid of Jeanne now. "Since the fate is in front of us, we will not run away. If we should seize the opportunity, we must seize it and never let go no matter what.Even if it is proved to be wrong afterwards, we will only prove to others that it is correct and reverse the mistake, so that we will not worry about gains and losses and regret endlessly! 』

"So you are her heir..." Jeanna's golden eyes stared at me and smiled, as if she saw the shadow of her father in me - I was originally a replica of my father, of course Very similar!

"Fine.Now that you have expressed your attitude, I have nothing more to say. ’ Saying that, Jeanna stood up. "Since you have decided to take this path, then go to the end.Like your father, or even surpass your father, and win your own happiness.Your conditions are much stronger than your father's, at least so many people are willing to surround you and that girl.Unlike your father, who can only burn light by himself in a world of complete darkness...』

Then, Jeanna seemed to suddenly remember something, and walked to the girl's side.

Although the girl was still cowering, she mustered up the courage to face the fragment of the God of Disaster.

『Artoria, you can't let Mordred down.I know that Mordred does not want you to face your fate, but you must do nothing.Otherwise, when the fate really arrives, you can only watch her die, watch this world turn into a barren paradise, and wander in this deserted land with her remains in madness and despair... ...grow up.If you don't grow up, it really will be like this. 』

If someone else said it, I would definitely refute it loudly, even including my mother and father.

But Rianna is the only one who can't - her life experience, her experience, her confidence and strength when she finally faced the God of Calamity, all of these have actually happened, and it hasn't been long before, and her memory is as clear as yesterday.

Gently patted the girl's shoulder, Jeanna waved her hand and left the room.

The atmosphere finally relaxed.Ithil's breathing became trembling, Bagster struggled to catch his breath, and the landlady's face remained pale.The girl lowered her head, clenched her right hand into a fist, and kept shaking, as if a power was ignited in her heart, allowing her to look directly at the fear of the evil god.

"Is this... the mother of the legion commander... that's too scary." ’ Ithil sighed.

"Where is this "Dragon Witch"!If you tell me that the gods are reincarnated, I will believe it! The landlady sighed, "I almost died!"He was either scared to death or suffocated to death! 』

The girl still lowered her head, her fists were still shaking.

I wanted to say something to comfort her.But she suddenly raised her head, and her emerald green pupils were full of iron-like checks.And at this moment, I seemed to see the appearance of Saber, instead of a fairy as clean as a white paper.

—Jeanne really said too many unnecessary words.

"Mordred, I will never, never let you die. ’ said the girl, ‘I will find a way to grow up.I am not a burden, I am not a burden, I am someone Mordred likes.I will have the same power as Jeanna, and I am qualified to stand by your side, Mordred.I will accomplish... no, I will exceed my mission.I can do it, I can, because this is my destiny! 』

It would be too late to say the words of advice at this time.

The growth of a girl has become an established fact, and there is no point in regretting it.

Since when did the father start to smile with etiquette?When did it start again, that I couldn't even maintain a polite smile?

For a while, I couldn't remember it.It seems that from very early on, King Father has been like this, King Arthur has been like this, and Artoria has been like this—a pure and white peasant girl, as if she was just a phantom without even anecdotes, full of pain Nothing like that bloomed on the dead British soil.

Looking at the girl's overly determined eyes at this time, I regretted bringing her out of the swamp trap by force.

Will she in the future still be able to show such a clean and innocent smile like she did back then?

I don't know—I'm panicked—I'm terrified, I'm kind of afraid to face that future.

『Mordred, please believe me, I can do it!In the past, I must have been too slack and wasted too much time to grow up.I have made up my mind now, I will definitely become the person recognized by Mordred's father, mother and Jeanne!Because, if it’s not like this...if it’s not like this...」

『Okay, Arturia, don’t think so much. 』I quickly stopped the girl's wild thoughts. "No one asks you to grow up.Jeanne, she's only telling you that from her own experience, without taking your own situation into consideration at all.And even if you grow, you have to take it step by step.No one can eat fat in one go, can they? 』

"Actually, it's possible..." At this point, Bagster interrupted, and I immediately gave her a look.The elf knight, who was tall in all aspects, shrank his head and did not continue to speak.

『Mordred, I know where my limit is, so don't worry about me so much. 』The girl said firmly, completely following Rangna's path. "What Jeanne said is absolutely right, since fate brought us together, then I should face up to fate.It's impossible to slack off like in the past. 』

"But I didn't ask you to work hard, I just hope you are so slack!" 』I was in a hurry, I was really in a hurry, this sentence was almost shouted out. "I don't want you to grow up, I don't want you to become another person!"Keep such a clean appearance, be lazy occasionally, play pranks occasionally, and leave the battle and responsibility to me, this is what I want!You won't be king, you shouldn't be king, I should be the one to be king! ! ! 』

After taking a few breaths and my brain cooling down, I finally realized what I had said.

The girl's eyes widened.Everyone is staring at me.That word, like a curse, makes people curious.

But because of this, the brain that had just cooled down was overheated again—no one followed my ideas, and no one understood my emotions.You have to do things I don't want to see under the guise of thinking about me.