Artoria the Big Liar

"But... there is no maid outfit in the closet, right?"

"It's very simple, isn't it?" Jeanna rubbed her eyes and came to my side.Because the back of the pajamas is open, she sticks to the inside of the pajamas, gently hugging my waist, the weight of the whole body is exerted on my body, and even sticks to my back, making me feel her proudness. Human stature—among the four of us, I am the only one who is poor! "...You stay in the hotel first, and we'll go to the mall to buy it later, isn't that all right? We all know what your figure looks like, and we don't need you to try it on!"

"But...but..." I hesitated to speak.

"But what?" Jeanne asked curiously.

"But Mordred is out there! How decent it would be for her to see me in a maid's dress!"

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Jeanna's smile became dangerous, as if she heard something interesting.

"Mordred is here... No wonder you want to change into a suit. After all, in terms of blood, you are her father..." Her tone became enchanting, her cheek pressed against mine, and her breath blew to the base of my ear. "Artoria, you don't want Mordred to see you now, do you?"

My eyes went dark.I always feel that Jeanna has watched some strange TV series recently.

Jeanna really... probably because my posture was really too low, and my words became more and more provocative.

As in the past, the corners of my mouth curled up slightly, my eyes narrowed, and my eyes became dangerous.

"Oh? Are you sure? I'm afraid of Mordred? There are such boring jokes in the world!"

"Then don't wear a suit, go out now, and show Mordred what you look like?"

Although I don't want to admit it, I really started to panic in my heart.

I am mortified at the thought of Mordred's possible reaction.

I have to say that Jeanne is indeed a genius in terms of taste and art.This pajamas is not just pajamas, it can be said to be the source of my mentality change - without it, I would not be able to admit my weakness, I would not be able to completely bow to Mei Lin, and it would be impossible for Morgan to join the battle, it would be completely different from before Their looks were engraved in their hearts, but last night they panicked one by one, making me accept my fate, and then a series of wonderful changes took place, turning the Holy Grail War into this.

Admit that you are weak, admit that you need help from others, separate the strength at work (as a king) from the frailty in life (beside your lover), accept their love and help, and do not use pure politics and Only by thinking about the relationship between each other based on interests, can I be as strong as I am now, and I am not even afraid of the fate of becoming the master.

Thinking of this, I exhaled: "Just get out, it's not a big deal at all."

I broke free from Jeanna's arms, barefooted, and opened the door after making sure that the leg straps hadn't slipped off.

"Hey, Mordred, you came quite early today." The tone was the same as usual, the only difference was the hairstyle and pajamas.

Sure enough, the child looked at me with wide eyes, unable to say a word for a long time.

She rubbed her eyes, blinked again, and even waved and waved her fingers in front of her eyes, but she didn't dare to confirm.

If I were her - well, nothing to be sure about.I still remember Vortigern's appearance, although she has the same face, her body is smaller and more slender than mine, no different from a patient with severe muscle atrophy.At that time, I simply confirmed it, and now I can still confirm it—just, without any respect and love.

"Why, can't you even confirm what your own father looks like?" I squinted my eyes slightly, which should be quite imposing.

"No... Father, your clothes... this..." The child was incoherent and didn't know what to say.

"Jeanna bought it for me. I like this suit very much... I just woke up, and I still need to take care of my personal hygiene. You can continue to chat with Sister Wang and Mei Lin." After speaking, as if I was running away, I quickened my pace, Immediately went to the bathroom, and then closed the door.

This level of embarrassment... is going to kill me!What the hell am I going crazy thinking about wearing a maid outfit today! ! !

It's fine if I'm only 30 years old, but because of the distortion of the Pendragon family, I'm still a father... No, I can't stand it.It wasn't long before Jeanna woke up. Sister Wang and Mei Lin are both immortals. Only I can understand this kind of distress and embarrassment.

It didn't take long to solve the hygiene problem. After wiping off the water droplets on my body and putting on my pajamas again, I opened the door and walked out.There was one more person in the living room, Count Dracula, Cain, the original murderer, and my other father.

He was wearing orange sunglasses, and his tall body was sitting on the sofa, with an exaggerated smile on his mouth, staring at me.

"Hey, good morning, Inak. I have to say that your women's taste is indeed quite good. To be able to dress up a child made of steel like you so feminine, I finally feel human." After a while, the earl's smile became wider, "I heard from Mordred that you were just as cruel during King Arthur's time? I probably understand why you insist on the Holy Grail..."

"Hey! Grandpa! Stop making fun of your father!" Unexpectedly, Mordred actually defended me.

"So, did you lose your fear after accepting your fate, or did you not know what to do after taking on a heavy burden?" The earl's voice was playful and joyful, "Looking at you, you probably don't have the memory of Inak's time, right? Just take care of yourself like this Accepted fate, but was unprepared and unaware of the suffering and pilgrimage in the future. What should I do if I fall into the ending of Artoria again? Like Inak, I will burn myself to death, even a little Are you unwilling to leave ashes to those who love you?"

I noticed that Miss Wang's face was pale, obviously the earl's words brought back bad memories for her.

Although I was wearing cute pajamas, I still walked over and grabbed Sister Wang's waist.

She is much more fragile than I imagined, and she pays much more than I imagined.I used to think the person I owed the most was Mordred.But now it seems that this person must be my sister Wang.

"It's okay, Sister Wang. I can already distinguish myself from the role I play." I whispered softly in her ear, "After delivering my important things to you and Mei Lin , I am no longer a utensil but a living person—now I am the waiter of Wang Jie, Mei Lin and Jeanne—that’s probably why I want to wear a maid outfit, right?”

"The result is still the same, Inak." The earl's voice was both helpless and relaxed, "It's not because you want to be like this, but because others expect you to be like this. Just like this dress, it is indeed Shows another side of you. And yet you conform to the dress, turning the other side into a new shackle and mask. What about your personality? What about your desires? Is it when you can't play the role that you can't be sure Do you really look like yourself?"

Hearing this, I was neither angry nor discouraged. Instead, I smiled: "Some people just lack personality like that. I don't think there is anything bad about it. It's a combination of origin, growth, and experience—it's better to say It is part of my personality to play various roles according to the needs. My origin is dedication, my growth period was spent in hunger and killing, and my life is the life of King Arthur. If you don’t conform to Sister Wang If I become like this, what should I become? An antisocial psychopath killer?"

"Honestly, there's nothing wrong with an antisocial psychopathic killer." The corner of the count's mouth was almost cracked, extremely crazy.

"Your old man is indeed suitable for this kind of lifestyle. I'll just forget it. Being out of society is the opposite of being a pillar of society. People around you are crying, and you feel alive. People around you are laughing , I will have the feeling of being alive. The life of King Arthur, ordinary people will go crazy after a month. I have persisted for 14 years, and it is not normal in the end?" Antisocial psychopathic killer.

The count shrugged, looked at the sunrise outside the window, and said nothing.

After listening to my words, although it was very difficult, Sister Wang really raised her arc, which made me feel more at ease.Merlin was the same, she was smiling all the time.Mordred smiled awkwardly and reluctantly - she didn't come out of the Holy Grail War.

"So, Mordred. What's the matter here so early?" I asked.

"It's nothing... just want to see how the father has changed..."

"It's changed a lot, and now you can see it too." Smiling, I showed myself.

But this child blushed, lowered his head, and never dared to open his eyes to look at me.

I think it's because I didn't get used to it. My father suddenly became like this, and no one can get used to it.

"In the future I will try a new way of life. I will not push myself too hard, and I will not bring my identity into my life. I am Arthur, but only to Albion. I am Mithra, but Mithra is only for human reason and human beings as a whole. These are all jobs, just like actors on stage, the roles they play are different from real individuals. Substitute the bitterness and hatred at work into life, It will make everyone very uncomfortable... King Arthur has failed once in his life, and I don't want to fail a second time."

"...As expected, my father still feels that King Arthur's life is a failure." Mordred said with a wry smile.

Mordred's expression changed from sunny to cloudy, as if he was deeply entangled in his heart.

If it was before, I would definitely analyze Mordred's thoughts calmly.But when I tried to change myself, my heart was full of doubts and lack of self-confidence.As a result, he fell into a state of laziness, allowing Mordred to think clearly by himself.

It's just that she didn't speak for a long time, and after all, my hanging heart still couldn't let go.

"It doesn't matter, I will get used to it slowly. Although my real name has been changed, I am still Mordred's father, and this will not change."

"My Master, should you think it through now?" The count suddenly stood up, walked to her side, and looked down. "If you think it through, just leave. It doesn't matter if you don't think clearly for a while—the Holy Grail War will not end so easily. There are still undercurrents surging in the seemingly peaceful daily life..."

"Father, what do you mean by that?" I squinted my eyes, quite dissatisfied.

"Just stating the facts." The count stretched out his hand, grabbed Mordred's wrist, and walked out of the house.

Before leaving, he suddenly turned around and said, "Inak, the Holy Grail War is far from over. This is a war after all, and you have to continue to fight after all. Life is just life after all, and work is work after all. I hope your little lover swallows it." After killing all the spiritual cores of the followers, can you still maintain your current indifferent attitude——I am very curious, what kind of posture will the God of Calamity descend on."

I frowned, my expression was tense, and my eyes were fixed on the door.

"It's really unlucky... Does this five-figure old man think I'm a fool who doesn't know anything?" My voice was extremely dissatisfied, and it could even be said to be malicious. "I have lived for so long, killed so many people, and my brain has degenerated to the level of a beast? What strategy should I use, how to use the Holy Grail correctly, do I still need him to teach me!"

"Artoria. Don't pay attention to what he said." Sister Wang's voice whispered in my ear.

Taking a breath, I looked towards the bedroom.Sure enough, the bedroom door was ajar, and Jeanne was listening to our conversation.

Loosening Sister Wang's waist, I stood up and went back to the bedroom.Jeanna lay on her side on the bed with her back to me.

I took off my slippers and climbed onto the bed. My right hand hugged her waist, and my body was tightly attached to her.

"It's okay, Jeanna. Just go about your business today and don't take these things to heart."

Jeanne didn't respond.She covered her eyes with the back of her right hand, probably crying?

Taking a deep breath, I said: "Our relationship is recognized by the world. So even if there is an accident, it will not change our ending——Also, is it because my attitude has softened recently that you started Have you underestimated me? Don’t forget, I am the equivalent of Slaanesh. You are just a fragment of it, not its body, so I won’t be afraid.”

I stretched my left hand in and supported her waist with both hands. I forcibly helped the person I liked the most to sit up.

Tears ran across her face, normal breathing turned into sobs, and now Jeanna was immersed in panic about the future and the unknown.

I raised my hands and gently wiped Jeanna's tears away, and put two thumbs against the corners of her mouth to make her smile. 【_#

"Okay, today is a happy day. You still have to choose a maid outfit for me! As I said before, too revealing ones are not acceptable, and skirts that are too short are not acceptable. The ones from the maid cafe are fine, old ones Victorian too."

Sitting on the bed, still wearing light black pajamas, Jeanna turned around.

The morning sun shone on her face, and her golden pupils were dyed an amber-like orange.

There are still wet tears on her face, and the corner of her mouth maintains the smile I put on.

It's really... so beautiful that even people like me are dumbfounded.

"Well... I know. Wasn't it all decided before? As I said, I want to live, and I have to live no matter what-of course this does not include being completely occupied by Slaanesh. That has nothing to do with death No difference." After a pause, she closed her eyes and kissed my lips lightly. "I still remember your expression and your words that day. You said 'Get out of my heart, Slaanesh!', and I can say the same thing--that so-called God of Misfortune, I am not at all Fear!"

As if the impulse in my heart was ignited, I threw Jeanne onto the bed.

She is still smiling, her golden eyes are still burning with flames, she is more charming than a succubus, more charming than a fox demon, she is simply the embodiment of desire, let me fall, let me sink.

I kissed it down.Intertwine, intersect, intermingle.The flames were ignited, and the water in the lake kept rippling.

The affection was in full swing, but I left the smiling Rangna, and instead of expressing my feelings further, I gently hugged her in my arms.

Her strength has steadily increased, her words can seriously wound Faust, and her eyes can make me irresistible.Perhaps as the earl said, when she collects the spiritual cores of all the followers, her power will surpass the level of the main god and become the connection point between the evil god Slaanesh and this world.

As a result, communion and affection have become a bottle of strong wine to soothe sorrow, which will only intensify the fear-the sudden power cannot be controlled, and the sudden ability cannot be restrained.Anxiety and gloom grew in her heart, which could only be temporarily shielded in my arms.She said she was not afraid of Slaanesh, but in fact she was more afraid than anyone else.

I kissed Jeanne lightly on the forehead—a simple proof.

"If I were a man, I'm afraid I would have lost myself?" With a chuckle, I looked down at Jeanna's bewildered expression. "But it's a pity. I am a woman, and not just any woman. I exercise the authority of a king as a man. I fell in love with you as a woman. I am extremely strong and extremely weak. You can't see clearly Me, I can't see myself - so Slaanesh can't do anything about my show of true affection, because Slaanesh doesn't know what is true liking and what is cherished by human beings."

I got up and held out my hand.Jeanne took her hand and I pulled her up from the bed.

Her eyes were still blurred, and her cheeks were still flushed.I put my arms around her waist, and we stepped on slippers together and stood on the floor of the bedroom.He took her hand and led her to the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and took out cheap short-sleeved and denim trousers from the closet.

"It's just a third-rate evil god who can't even pass through the hole of the root, and still wants to control me?" I smiled playfully, took off Jeanna's pajamas, put on short sleeves and long pants, lowered my body and put the sneakers on. Lace up.

"You underestimate me, don't you? So it's a third-rate evil god. Even if it devours the souls of intelligent life in the entire universe, it's only this level. It's not as stressful as a maid's outfit." Arranging Rang Na's clothes , I walked to her side.I cleared my throat, held Jeanna's hand, and said softly, "Jeanna, the next sentence, say it with me—"

"Get out of my heart - Slaanesh!"

"Get out of my heart - Slaanesh!"

We speak with one voice, we have one heart.Even if there is a little uneasiness in our hearts, it does not affect our love.

I like Jeanna, not because she is a fragment of Slaanesh, which attracts me.It's because she is the Witch of the Dragon, which makes me, the evil dragon king, feel rare joy and peace of mind.Jeanna likes me not because of Slaanesh's forced request, but because I am her dragon, and I am willing to pay for her and be with her until the end of the world.

Without explanation or extra words, I buckled the witch's orange transparent belt and patted her on the back.

"Remember. It can't be too revealing, and the skirt can't be too short. There are no other restrictions." After a pause, I smiled easily and said, "As for how to serve as a maid today... Let's discuss it after you, Sister Wang and Mei Lin come back!"

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They came back much faster than I expected.

After removing the plastic packaging, a maid outfit was placed in front of me.

It is indeed what I said, it is an extremely standard cafe-style maid outfit.

From top to bottom, whether it is the cuff skirt or the apron, as long as it is the edge part, it is embroidered with lace.

It seems that the concept of maid outfit has been completely mutated in Japan.As long as it is a black women's skirt with white lace trim, it can be called a maid outfit - the weirdest thing is the maid swimsuit, which has no practical function at all.The costumes in the maid cafe are also more and more revealing and bold, regardless of the opinions of the maids themselves.

However, I don't particularly care.During the half an hour they left, my memory somehow recovered.The black King Arthur in the history of pan-humanity wore swimsuit-style maid outfits while waving on the beach in summer.As a result, the whole person is still so domineering, without the appearance of a maid at all, it is simply that the black dragon is decorated with maid elements.

This time, they kept saying that I served them, but before I could object, they smiled and pulled me to the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bedroom to change my clothes.As if I were a cat at home, or simply a dress-up doll.

The maid outfit fit perfectly, the skirt just covering the knees.The little black leather shoes, white stockings, black lace leg straps, wrist straps and neck straps all fit perfectly.If they hadn't really gone out and taken it out of a shopping bag, I would have suspected that they had jointly made it in a tailor shop.

In the mirror, my cheeks were flushed.Because the hair is still coiled up as before, and the bangs are completely parted, highlighting the contours of the face, especially the keyhole-like dragon-like pupils. A sense of intimidation.It's completely different from the feeling of being delicate and age-shortened when you wear pajamas and your hair is flat.

Jeanne put her arms around my waist as usual, and put all her weight on me as usual.

"Sure enough, it's the hairstyle..." Jeanna said regretfully, like a fashionista. "If the influence of the double pupils cannot be weakened, the overall temperament will move closer to chilling, brutal, dark and dragon-like. As a result, she has changed from a cute girl to one who is full of oppression and just puts on cute clothes on a whim." Girls—it's really hard to solve!"

Sighing, Mei Lin said helplessly: "There is no way to do this? Artoria is such a person! It is impossible to set up strict laws before, kill quite decisively, and make the enemy dare not call her The king of the name, suddenly change his style now, and become a pitiful black cat?"

"...How about I change back into my pajamas?" I suggested. "Wearing pajamas, my temperament is similar to that of a cat, right?"

"No. Doesn't that make it look like I made a poor choice? In terms of taste, I don't want to throw in the towel!"

Saying this, Jeanne straightened her body and played with my hair with both hands.Ponytails are not good, braids are not good, and flat laying is not good. I have tried all kinds of hairstyles, but there is no way to form a good chemical reaction with the maid outfit.

If my template had been the glorious King Arthur, it would have been very different.

It's a pity that while human beings yearn for darkness, they are also extremely afraid of darkness, just like Ye Gong loves dragons.If I walk on the street wearing this maid outfit, passers-by will only peek at them from time to time. As long as I look back at them and squint my eyes a little, they will panic and run away, as if I am not a delicate woman , but an evil dragon in human skin, if you don't run fast, you will be eaten.

Come to think of it, the same goes for my relationship with Jeanne, Morgan, and Melin.They are emotionally passive, passive in bed, and passive in life.It was as if my "offensive energy" had completely overflowed.