You're Lazy, Dracula

10. Lucius

"Oh, with this treasure, my journey will be much easier."

The beautiful silver-haired knight stared at the ground flying past under his feet, and then showed a grateful look to Dracula and the others.

"Thank you so much."

"You're welcome, we also needed you to lead the way."

Dracula pulled the rein and calmly said to the knight:

"It's a matter of mutual benefit. Besides, you probably don't have much time. It's better to save a little bit."

"Uh, you can see it."

The beautiful young knight who called himself "Lukius" showed a slightly shy smile, as if he was ashamed of violating the honesty in the "Rule of Knights".

"Please forgive me for such a dishonest style of work. I have no choice but to do it now."

"It's okay, we don't have the intention of exploring your unspeakable secrets, and we don't have that curiosity. We follow you just to find someone."

Dracula said very directly.

In fact, even if he didn't say anything about the so-called "unspeakable secret" of this knight, Dracula has already seen it clearly.First of all, the value of various physical attributes of this knight has already far surpassed that of human beings, and he also holds the "Silver Wrist". Anyone who sees him at the first time will definitely think that he is a Heroic spirits summoned by the Wheel of Suppression within this singularity.However, in fact, he is not the body of a heroic spirit, but the body of human flesh and blood.It can be seen that this human has survived for a long time for human beings, and the sword of vowed victory inside the silver wrist has been sustaining his crumbling life.

But this is not without cost, there is no free lunch in the world, violating the rules to prolong life, and what you get in exchange for surviving is the burning of the soul.In order to maintain the star-made holy sword in the silver wrist, this knight must fill this vacancy at the cost of his own soul, and once he takes the initiative to release the real name of the silver wrist in exchange for a blow to the army, the burning of the soul will be even greater. violently.In the eyes of beings with a special vision like Dracula and Naiako, Lucius' soul is already dying compared to normal people, but there seems to be some kind of firm belief in him that supports him, allowing this group of souls to persevere Come down, and show no signs of decline.

King Arthur should be very important to this guy, and he has become an object of obsession.

Dracula thought about it, but he didn't tell Lucius what he saw, what he guessed, even before Kirie and Tamamo, he wouldn't say it until he asked him.The chariot rumbled forward, and after hearing Dracula's words, Lucius tilted his head in doubt and asked:

"Oh? Looking for someone, is the person you are looking for, sir and ladies, also involved with King Arthur? Can you tell me who it is? Maybe I know it."

The tone and diction of this Mr. Lucius are quite polite, and his face can be called beautiful, if it is not because his height is too high, and his voice is still a normal male If so, this might be another Astolfo.

"Well, I think you must know."

Dracula nodded and said:

"The person we are looking for is the illegitimate son of King Arthur, the rebellious knight who rebelled against the king at the last moment and caused the death of King Arthur, Mordred."

"Eh? Lord Mordred?"

Lucius showed a look of surprise, and then perhaps felt a little impolite, he coughed lightly again, and asked in a searching tone:

"I do understand what Sir Mordred said, but she must be annoying me...Well, if it is convenient, can you tell me what is the relationship between Sir Mordred and you? Although I am a little sorry, but that, I very curious."

"Xiao Mo is the adult's adopted daughter."

Kirie stood next to Dracula and answered Lucius' words instead of him.

"It's also our daughter. This child had an accident before..."

Wuzhi tilted his head and glanced at Naiyazi, who touched his head and showed a heartless smile.

"...Because of a certain accident, I should have fallen into this place. We were all worried about her, so we came to find her."

"Is that so? Did that rebellious Sir Mordred find someone who is willing to take him in as his daughter?"

Lucius was astonished.

"It's okay, if the child is rebellious, just clean it up."

When Wuzhi said these words, the majesty exuded from his body made Naiyazi shrink back.

"That's right. Finally, even Lord Mordred has found his place?"

Lucius showed a sad expression.

"If she knows about it, she will be happy too."

"Yeah, judging from the tone, content and demeanor of your words, you should be a member of the Knights of the Round Table and not run away."

Dracula stared at Lucius who was slightly taken aback and said:

"From what I know, only the members of the Knights will use this kind of expression like a goddess when they mention King Arthur, and the beginning must be [King] or [My King] or something. And [Lukius] is not your real name either, and you will abandon your real name for some reason related to King Arthur, and almost only the British King Chef Knights can do it."

This is naturally the same for Mordred, but due to his special status, Xiao Mo usually uses "father king" as the beginning when referring to Artoria.

After hearing Dracula's words, Lucius showed a wry smile and said:

"You guessed wrong. How can a sinner like me be qualified to stay in the holy Knights of the Round Table? I'm just a guy who has survived to this day to atone for his sins."

"Well, first of all, I think that if Arturia hears your words, she will definitely scold you, and maybe even tie your head with dumb hair."

Dracula touched his chin and said:

"To be able to decide whether a knight is a knight of the round table or not, only Artoria has that qualification. You knights just like to blame yourself, and then take all the blame on yourself. Well, this is just my personal opinion. Don't take it to heart, we won't ask you anymore, it's your personal privacy. As for your real name, if you want to say it in the future, just say it, if you don't want to say it, forget it. "

"You are quite right. I am too presumptuous."

Lucius bowed his head to Dracula.

"Indeed, I am not qualified to decide my own ownership, that is something that only the king can decide."

"I just said it casually, don't take it to heart."

Dracula nodded, and then said to Lucius: