Hellish Affairs

"Father, father!?" Mordred said incredulously in the distance: "Impossible! Father is still in Camelot!"

"Calm down, Mordred." Lancelot, who escaped from the chaos first, said, "If I'm not mistaken, those two should be kings who were summoned as servants."

"Servant?"

The girl looked at her two sudden extra fathers with a complicated expression, and didn't know how to accept this fact.

Only then did Artoria's fluttering blue scarf fall quietly.

Holding the mysterious magic sword, she stood in front of Joyas, and her emerald green pupils under the peaked cap locked firmly on Mordred: "You rebellious son, dare to shoot Joyas!?"

Although Arturia knew that Mordred would become her enemy, it didn't mean that she would let the girl swing her sword at Joyas!

No matter what kind of shot, she will not allow it!

"I, I didn't! And that guy is not Joyas at all!"

Although Mordred was timid in the face of his father, he still mustered up the courage to retort.

In any case, she couldn't bear the fact that someone of unknown origin pretended to be Joyas at will!

Mordred gritted his teeth and said: "Father! You must have been deceived by that guy!"

Arturia glared at her: "You idiot son! How did you recognize someone? Could it be that he got sick after being summoned? This is Joyas, right?"

"But Joyas..." Mordred, who was suspected by his father, anxiously planned to explain.

At this time, a voice came in, and a flower magician with a staff was panting exaggeratedly, and complained at the same time: "Aren't you running too fast? Non-manual laborers like me can't keep up at all." what."

"Merlin!?"

Mordred looked at the squatting house who suddenly appeared here in surprise.

Chapter 385 This is the way the British think

Seeing Mordred looking at himself in surprise.

Merlin smiled and said, "Isn't this Mordred? Isn't it a good boy to sneak out alone?"

"You are the one, why are you here?"

The girl looked at him with emerald green eyes, and said suspiciously: "Shouldn't you stay in that tower?"

"Of course it's because it's too boring to watch in the tower." Merlin said confidently: "And my king needs my help. As a court magician, of course I have to do my part."

Thinking that Merlin was referring to his father, Mordred clicked his tongue: "You can do whatever you want, anyway, a guy like you is of no use to the father."

"It's no use..."

Feeling like Merlin with a sharp arrow stuck in his heart, his smile was a little stiff.

"But seeing you saves me a lot of trouble." Mordred looked at Merlin and said, "Peeping Tom, tell me where is that master? Do you know?"

"Of course, Brother Merlin is very reliable, right?"

It is even more tenacious than Xiaoqiang's vitality. Merlin, who was treated coldly, smiled again, and he raised an index finger: "The master from Chaldea, unexpectedly, unexpectedly, no one can expect... Far away in the sky, close in sight!"

After emphasizing it several times, he pointed to Joyas Pendragon nearby: "That's him!"

"I have already seen that this guy is suspicious! Sure enough, he is the enemy of the father!"

After confirming the enemy, Mordred immediately glared at Joyas viciously.

Then he was forced back by the sight of Arturia and Heida...

"Even though you are both father and king, don't stop me! Otherwise, I will still draw my sword!"

Seeing the doubled number of fathers and kings on the opposite side, Mordred said sternly.

"Then come on! I've wanted to beat you up for a long time!" Arturia was even more eager than the other party, with a dangerous look in her emerald green eyes.

"..."

Mordred turned his head and said to his companions: "Gareth, Lancelot, please help me restrain my father, I will soon get rid of that fake Joyas guy!"

"Mordred, please forgive me for being powerless." Lancelot said with a wry smile: "If the king of Camelot gave the order, of course it is my duty to do so, but in the current situation, I dare not act rashly." Shoot at the king..."

Seeing that Lancelot spoke first to express his position, Gareth nodded hurriedly: "Me, me too."

After realizing that his companion was useless, Mordred bit his lips tightly, and mustered up the courage to say to Joyas: "If you are a man, don't hide behind the queen...father! Come out and challenge me! "

"Are you sure?" Joyas looked at the brat speechlessly.

"Of course! As long as you promise, I can easily defeat a guy like you!" Mordred said confidently.

"Okay, then you first promise not to blow yourself up."

To be honest, Joyas was a little worried that the opponent would use the blessing of the Holy Grail [Rampage] to self-destruct because he couldn't beat him later.

Mordred saw that Joyas promised himself, and immediately said: "Explode yourself? You don't need to use such a method to deal with you! Then, here I come!"

As soon as the words fell, Mordred, who was afraid that the other party would repent, trampled the ground under his feet, and the cracked gravel flew everywhere.

The next moment, the figure emitting red magic power has turned into an afterimage, rushing towards Joyas Pendragon again like an arrow from the string.

This time, Arturia and Heida did not try to stop it.

Mordred soon came to Joyas.

The magic power attached to the blade rubbed against the air like red thunder, and the sword light struck the enemy at an extremely fast speed like red lightning.

Just when he thought he was determined to win this blow, Mordred suddenly saw a silver light flashing in his vision.

"boom!!!"

Under the illumination of the moon, the holy sword emitting a faint silver glow was swung.

The blade that turned into an afterimage collided with Mordred's blade at a speed that the naked eye could not catch!

When he came back to his senses, Mordred found that he had been forced back several meters away by a huge force.

"What... are you really the Master?"

Although he didn't suffer any damage, Mordred could also feel the powerlessness that he had nowhere to hide when the sword light was on.

However, he was unharmed, but was pushed back to a distance.

Is this guy looking down on himself?

She stared at Joyas through gritted teeth.

"The Master who came out of Chaldea only knows a little self-defense skills." Joyas said sincerely.

"...Stop joking around!"

For some reason, when the other party was speaking, Mordred always had a strange feeling in his heart.

It seemed that the guy in front of him was Joyas Pendragon.

Get this ridiculous idea out of your head.

The restless Mordred shouted loudly: "Aren't you willing to fight with me?"

"Of course not." Joyas stared at her with blue eyes, "Because you are my friend, Mordred."

"Don't speak in Joyas' tone!"

Mordred swung the great sword in his hand angrily.

Joyas could only raise his sword to keep blocking the opponent's attack, and helplessly asked for support: "Merlin, do you know what's going on with Mordred?"

"Who knows? Maybe it really broke my stomach."

"So why can everything be related to eating a bad stomach..." Baimao Hassan, who had been watching for a long time, finally couldn't help complaining.

Merlin replied with a deep expression, "Because this is how the British think about things!"

"Merlin, be serious!" Joyas said speechlessly.

"Cough, well, it should be the reason for the blessing of the Holy Grail. After all, a hole was poked, and it has been left for so long and no one has repaired it. I don't know if there will be any problems." Merlin guessed.

Joyas knew that the Holy Grail Merlin was talking about did not refer to the Holy Grail he got from the Sun King.

It was the Holy Grail that was once fixed on the British Isle in the hands of the Lion King.

"That is to say, now only by obtaining the Holy Grail to release the blessing, is it possible for Mordred to recover his memory?"

Joyas looked at the entangled girl in front of him with some headaches.

Even if he told Mordred, the other party would probably not accept such a statement.

"Enough, Mordred."

At this time, Lancelot spoke to dissuade Mordred, "Since they have no plans to be against us now, why not go back to Camelot to listen to the king's will?"

Hearing this, the upset Mordred immediately stopped his attack.

Her emerald green eyes brightened slightly.

Yes, Father must know what to do!

Chapter 386 A Possible Third Servant

The stars in the night sky shimmered.

The evening wind blowing from the valley gently brushed over everyone.

After hearing Lancelot's words, Mordred felt that he really should return to Camelot first.

Otherwise, if this continues, I'm afraid there will be nothing but releasing the treasure.

Can't do any harm to this guy who is as powerful as Joyas!

Mordred, who was staring closely at the other party, suddenly came back to his senses.

No, why do I already treat this guy as Joyas?

Mordred tried hard to clear this thought from his head and put away his sword blade, his emerald green eyes looked aside: "Hmph! Master of what kind, I'm the loser this time! It's just that you give I will remember! If you pretend to be Joyas again next time we meet, I will definitely release you..."

"Ok?"