I'm really not a Two-dimensional villain

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I'm used to being beaten.

On the surface, she seemed very docile, but in her heart she had already scolded him.

"She is still colluding with other prisoners today, preparing to escape and rebel!" Xiao Wuming looked slightly embarrassed, "She also took other prisoners'..."

"Those ores were given to me voluntarily by them!" Mordred immediately defended himself.

Boom!

Another punch hit the opponent's head.

Eyeballs will gleam.

This operation, Scathach and other women who had not gone to the mine, were stunned. The other party had so many tricks.

Arturia hates that iron cannot become steel, so she brought the other party back here. Otherwise, if the other party stayed in prison, the prisoners would be bullied by the other party.

The people of the Saint Knights couldn't do anything to her.

The people in the guard team were even more helpless.

You can't beat or scold.

Not to mention the other prisoners, every one of them looked like their ancestors.

Just let Artoria take him back and go to labor reform in the morning.

No need to bully other prisoners.

"..." Sakura had a strange expression. It seemed that... she was also her daughter... and there was no threat.

"How dare you quibble!" Arturia.

If it weren't for the fact that the two looked exactly the same, everyone else would have doubted whether this was Artoria's offspring.

It is obvious that my mother is tenacious, gentle and elegant.

But my daughter likes to take advantage of small loopholes and is as arrogant and domineering as a little girl.

Black Joan of Arc on the side looked at the two mother and daughter with a sneer.

Great Britain has fallen!

That's it?

beat!

If they fight, it would be best for both mother and daughter to die together.

Long live France!

She winked at Sakura and said, "Ying, so I hope you can live here and teach her how to be a saleswoman." "

"Yes, Your Highness the Saint." Sakura understood what the other party meant.

"Allow me to refuse!" Mordred was not stupid. "How can a Frenchman command the heir of Great Britain? This is absolutely not allowed!"

"You have no business talking!" Arturia punched her in the head again.

Father as a mountain.

"That's enough! If you continue to fight, I will become stupid!" Mordred argued with reason.

The clear and sweet sound of the sword.

Looking at the shining golden holy sword, the daughter immediately became frightened.

Mordred put his head in his hands and squatted on the ground obediently.

Wakaba Jisei, who was lying on her shoulder, shook her head regretfully. This scene really made people feel a loving mother and a filial daughter.

Mordred received several punches in a row.

Rubbing his forehead, he didn't dare to resist.

She noticed Sakura in front of her, this little girl!Can you keep an eye on me?

Perhaps, this is the opportunity.

The red moon climbed into the sky.

The antique shop in Yuren Village closed its doors.

Under the crystal magic lamp, Mordred's drooping face was reflected.

A good person.

Why is there one more person?

Xiaonan beside her put a charm on her shoulder.

The spell flashed by and then disappeared on his shoulder.

"What did you stick on me?" Mordred felt bad.

"It's a tracking charm. As long as you dare to leave the antique store, I can feel it." Xiaonan sorted out the bills in his hand.

"Why don't you believe me!" Mordred.

"But...why should we believe you?" Sakura replied. ! ! ! !

Mordred was suddenly speechless.

It must be the father's idea to keep the other party.

He actually doesn’t believe in his own character!

"Please don't run away. If you run away, it will be very difficult for us." Sakura said calmly: "And you can't escape with Sister Xiaonan."

This is really a shady person!Xiao Nan shook his head.

Staying here, to put it mildly, is to help monitor Mordred.

But actually...

But it was to prevent Mordred from being bullied.

I learned from Shinozaki Rika that Sakura, who looked like a weak woman in front of her, was super strong!

A tiger disguised as a sheep.

It’s either cannibalism, or it’s still cannibalism!

And with Mordred's straightforward temperament, I'm afraid he really can't defeat a sinister opponent.

Bedrooms on the 2nd floor.

It's been a hard day's work.

Sleep did not come, but Mordred tossed and turned in anger and insomnia.

"I'm too impulsive. If I can endure it for a while longer, I will definitely be able to defeat my father and the Demon King. It's true that those elite spiders asked me to kill them and upgrade them, but they are still reluctant to part with them. Now it's better..."

Summarize the experience of failure.

It left no trace of sleepiness in my mind.

"々If you want to defeat your father, you must defeat that guy."

When I thought of the face in my mind, I hurriedly covered my red face with a pillow.

"Damn it! Since you asked me to call him daddy! Just wait, I will hang you on the city gate."

She pricked up her ears.

There was silence outside the door.

Maybe this is his chance to escape.

He stood up and walked toward the door on tiptoes.

He opened the door little by little and slipped out immediately.

In the dark corridor, other doors were closed.

Very good, it seems that these two guys slept to death. Whether it is a spell or not, let's try it first.