Joan saw another scene, the red side's assassin and the red side's saber were fighting.Why?Why did the followers of the same faction fight?

She stepped up as she became more and more puzzled, Joan wished she had eight legs.

Getting closer and closer, the shattered flames remaining in the sky passed by Joan's side from time to time.These burning stones fell off the sky city and fell into the earth one step too late.It was as if there was a meteorite rain wrapped in flames here.

Immediately afterwards, the forest below began to burn, and the inextinguishable wildfire turned everything here into ruins!The pungent Martian smell rushed into Joan's nostrils, and her brows were furrowed.

Terrible fight!The Holy Grail... Is that kind of thing really, a sacred object worthy of everyone's pursuit?In Joan's heart, this sounded unconsciously.

She was a little scared and extremely restless.Joan feared that these flames would destroy the country in a prairie fire, and she feared that other flames would be kindled.The scene of this war has exceeded her expectations. Compared with the previous battle between Britain and France, it is simply child's play.

"——Royal Father!!!" The angry howl shook the heavens and earth, and Joan of Arc was so startled that she subconsciously stopped in her tracks.She froze for a moment, and quickly passed through the barrier of flames.When she broke through the distorted flames with her body, Joan saw that the red saber had been wrapped in red thunder.

Red Saber, Mordred.

Knowing the real name has already played a role, Joan of Arc already knows the name of the servant who yelled at her father.A rebellious knight of the Knights of the Round Table, Mordred who buried King Arthur.

When Joan saw Mordred for the first time, she couldn't help but recall the black side's Saber.These two servants were printed out of almost the same mold, and their appearance and characteristics were almost the same.But Joan always felt that Mordred was taller, and it was always awkward for her to call the black Saber her father.

"Get out of the way, assassin!"

The red assassin, Semiramis.

Joan saw everything about the two cavalry servants, who were supposed to be comrades-in-arms.The Hanging Gardens of Babylon have fallen, and the assassin is weakened by it.

At this time, it is undoubtedly a big disadvantage to face Saber, who is known for her 'anti-magic power'.

"Oh, irritable little girl." Semiramis said with a smile: "She is indeed a knight of the round table, but which knight of the round table can be called the father?" She looked at Saber with great interest , and then guessed the identity through the facts. "There is only one, so you are Mordred?"

"Hmph, I don't change my name or surname. I am the sole heir of Pendragon, the orthodox descendant of King Arthur!" Mordred held his head up and chest out proudly.Once her name was revealed, she showed her complacency.

"King Arthur can't be a girl." As soon as Semiramis finished speaking, Mordred exploded.

"She is." Mordred said angrily, and she acted like a brat who had been wronged.

"But the black Saber admits that she is not King Arthur." Semiramis said, "You must have read it wrong."

"Nonsense, can I still get it wrong?!" Mordred shouted without flinching: "I can't get it wrong no matter what the scabbard looks like, she is the father! People all over Britain know her, I bet you can't be wrong." She insisted.

"Excuse me, aren't you all followers of the same camp?" Joan made a doubtful voice, and at the same time received deep hostility from Semiramis.

"Yeah, do our outsiders also want to intervene?" She originally turned to Saber, but now she turned to Joan of Arc.It should be that Joan of Arc was not found just now.

"No, no." Joan quickly waved her hands and said, "I'm looking for someone, did you see him?" She fiddled with her hands clumsily, trying to describe the black shadow, but she couldn't express it clearly .

Joan was a little flustered, she saw Semiramis' eyes becoming more and more hostile.She was in a hurry, but she didn't know what to do.

Until... the apocalypse reappears!

Ripples in her mind appeared again, Joan of Arc knew the direction, it was on the right.

She just wanted to walk through the ruins and sea of ​​flames, but was blocked by black chains.The road was locked by Semiramis, and she had seen such chains!

Joan of Arc was ambushed by such chains while pursuing revelation in the church.If I guessed right, assassin Semiramis knew the problem with the Holy Grail.

And she must be tricky to stop her behavior like this!

Joan of Arc could no longer care about nonsense, and rushed eastward following the Lord's instructions!The extraordinary anti-magic power allowed her to smash the assassin's chain directly with her body, after smashing the surrounding ruins with the flag.She met the black Saber, the father that Mordred said!

Black Saber, real name: (covered by fog).

Joan of Arc stopped in her tracks, and when she frowned, she heard the rustling of armor again.Mordred also followed, this rebellious knight's aura started to turn wrong when he saw the black Saber, the sudden rising pressure made her, as a ruler, a little out of breath.

"Father, do you remember me?" Mordred asked.

The air seemed to freeze, and Joan smelled gunpowder.She seemed to have sensed the person in the revelation, but out of politeness, she couldn't go past the black Saber directly.

Forced charging is definitely not possible, Joan of Arc does not want to conflict with the black Saber, she needs to let these servants fight fairly.

"I'm not Artoria." The Black Saber said a strange name, but this made Mordred even more convinced.

"No, you are!"

"I can change my appearance, but actually I... I even forgot my own name." Saber's answer was a bit surprising, but Joan couldn't help but said:

"Heroic spirits who are summoned are all world records. If there is no name, it is impossible to be summoned by the Holy Grail." After she finished speaking, she added: "Maybe you have forgotten your original name because of some kind of curse, but being inherited is itself Can't go wrong."

"That's right, you are my father!" Mordred rushed over, Joan thought they were going to fight!

But what happened the next moment was surprising, the red saber rushed into the arms of the black saber, and the black saber did not show any hostility towards the red saber.

These two sabers, who are obviously from different camps, are actually getting along peacefully? !

Joan didn't know what to say for a while, but the servants summoned by the Holy Grail War were all heroic souls.Everything has its own choice. When you meet acquaintances, you can chat up and ask for warmth.This is all normal and she has nothing to say.

"I'm really not Artoria, you..." The black Saber seemed to be impatient, but it was useless to refute.Mordred believed it, and talked about it while grabbing the scabbard and appearance, but no one could convince her. "Why don't you even know your father, Arturia is completely different from me, okay?"

"What's the difference?!" Mordred asked back.

"She...she..."

"She is not as pure as you." Mordred replied directly: "If the father is king, he will definitely not say such things to me."

"That's right." Saber seemed relieved, "I'm really not your father." She pushed Mordred.

It didn't matter what he said, but this action made Mordred suddenly sit on the ground with his chest folded like a child.With his mouth curled up, he looked like he wouldn't stand up if he didn't say anything good.

"I don't care, you are my royal father. No matter what you say, it won't work!" Mordred turned his head, as if he was angry.

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