Dark Soul Moon

The great sword of Fran appeared in his hand.

Waver looked at his servants, always feeling that something bad was about to happen.

"Saber, what are you going to do?"

he asked.

"Master, can't you see it? Of course I went to join the battle!"

Then, Mordred, carrying his Master, descended from the sky and appeared on the battlefield.

"Unexpectedly, I can still see you, Wang."

Arturia looked at the smoke and dust warily.

Then, she heard this passage.

"... Which knight are you?"

asked the Lion King.

"Hehehe..."

When the smoke cleared, a knight in red and white armor appeared in her eyes.

"……Oh it's you."

After a few seconds of silence, Arturia spoke in a calm tone.

The servant who interrupted the battle was unexpectedly her former subordinate, a knight named Mordred.

"Then why did you interrupt my fight?"

The Lion King pointed his sword at the opponent.

"of course……"

The corners of Mordred's mouth gradually curved.

"To challenge you, king! To justify the name of Lion Knight!"

She waved the great sword of Fran in her hand and launched an attack directly.

"..."

Hearing that name, the pure white king's pupils slightly widened.

Then, the blades intersect.

A horned helmet faces a lion-like helmet.

"King, do you still remember him? He was killed by you yourself. How does it feel to be the strongest in Britain?"

Mordred's cold words reached Artoria's ears.

"Obviously he was not wrong, but you killed him."

Although the truth was not like this at the beginning, Mordred didn't want to care about this matter.

Now that I met him in the Holy Grail War, I have to do something for the Lion Knight.

"...that was his own choice."

With a wave of both hands, the red and white knight was forced to retreat.

Artoria replied.

It's just that her words trembled slightly imperceptibly.

"Hmph, if you weren't on the side of the people, how could you put him in prison and take away everything?"

Mordred continued to ask.

"This is to keep him..."

Artoria's voice gradually lowered.

Although the original intention was like this, in the end, it was an indisputable fact that he killed him himself.

"Ah."

For this answer, Mordred just let out a mocking laugh.

"I never challenged you before my death, Wang."

Insert the Fran Greatsword into the ground.

"Now, Knights of the Round Table..."

"Hey."

A gloomy voice sounded.

"Did you ignore the concubine?"

The petite ghost king had a gloomy expression.

This strange red and white guy rushed out and interrupted her battle.