Artoria the Big Liar

The other party froze for a moment, completely unaware that I would say such "arrogant" words.

The frown was slightly relieved, and the look in her eyes that looked at me changed from cold guard to pity.

Pity the ignorant, it seems my statement was so stupid she didn't even bother to correct it.

This beautiful elf knight closed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then opened them quickly.

"...It seems that you don't know who I am, that's why you say such ignorant words."

"It seems that you don't know who I am, so you say such ignorant words."

Hearing my exact same answer, she snorted coldly, pulled the gorgeous blue short bow, and burst out the brilliance of the moon, turning it into an arrow of light.Judging by the standards of a follower, this blow should have the energy of an A-rank Anti-Army Noble Phantasm.

Even in the pan-human history, a servant who can use this level of Noble Phantasm is not an ordinary person.

"'Moon Knight' Ithil, remember my name. I hope you will stop being so arrogant when you reincarnate next time."

The arrow left the string, the moonlight gushed out, and the destruction of the Noble Phantasm instantly engulfed me. The high temperature and explosion destroyed the meadow and the ground.

But in this explosion, my consciousness was lost—it was obviously called the Moon Knight, but the armor looked like a starry night?Recalling the appearance of her when she pulled the bowstring, I quickly realized that the starry night is her armor, but the moon itself is the face that is so beautiful that people can only look up.

"... Mordred!"

A familiar voice woke me up from my trance.

Through the "Dragon's Sight" that ignored the smoke, I felt a familiar presence stumbling towards me.

I know where the limits of this armor are, but apparently that silly girl doesn't.

"Didn't I say, am I an invincible existence? It's just this level of attack, how could I be injured?"

Albion's Claw appeared in my right hand, and I waved it randomly twice, generating a strong wind and blowing away the smoke and dust.

On the other side, the elf knight stared at the black sword in my hand with wide eyes.

Her breathing became short of breath, and her rationality was being disturbed.And at the end of the panic, there is a hammer-like determination.

"Sure enough, I guessed right! With such a magic sword, you must be a calamity! A newly born calamity dares to block the way of the sentinel of the dragon army openly. I don't think you know the power of the Dragon King!" How great it can be!"

Saying that, the elf knight put down his short bow and took out the pure blue lance.With the infusion of magic power, the lance quickly showed its true appearance—that is a white light like a steel needle, surrounded by churning stars and nebulae, like the Milky Way running through the sky in summer night.All of these things are restrained in the sapphire-like curtain, which is extremely dangerous and extremely beautiful.

Just like the elf knight in front of me, no one would deny her charm, no one would question her strength.

Unfortunately, she didn't know what she was facing tonight...

"That's really sorry - I know better than anyone how great the power of the father is."

I revealed my identity with a smile.And her pupils, which were already wide open, were almost reaching their limit.

"You actually call the Dragon King your father? This...impossible! Even the head of the legion..."

"Didn't you notice that I bleed the blood of a great dragon and exude the breath of a great dragon? Any goblin can feel it, right? Or is it that after being promoted to an elf, you don't even have the most basic perception ability?" lost all?"

Facing my question, the elf knight calmed down quickly, and answered very simply: "...That's right. After becoming an elf, the ability to judge aura will be weakened a lot. But this is by no means a price, but a way to build rationality and logic. Necessary steps. If the perception of breath is too developed, it will be overly dependent, thus hindering the growth of thinking ability. This is the biggest difference between elves and fairies, and this is where elves are far better than fairies."

"This rhetoric is quite in the style of a father...Isir, don't you still have business to do? Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, can you just say goodbye? If you really anger me, maybe you will Death—the death of an elf is really dead, you are an elf yourself, you must understand this, right?"

"You said you were the daughter of the Dragon King, do you think I would believe it? In my opinion, you are just a newly born calamity."

"Why, after talking so much, do you still want to fight with me? What chance do you think you have of winning?"

The elf knight narrowed his eyes.The horses beneath her were stirring, ready to flee at any moment.

I squint.The fairy Arturia behind her was anxious and afraid of the existence in front of her.

Almost immediately, our swords were on edge, and we kept testing ourselves on the verge of breaking the conversation.

But after only a second of confrontation, both of us knew that we could not fight for the time being.

"...All right, I want to see what's going on with your dragon army."

I didn't comfort her because now is not the time.I stared at the elf knight in front of me, and she also stared at me.

In the end, she snorted coldly, controlled the horse to turn around, and waved her right hand lightly, signaling us to follow.

With a sigh of relief, I can finally explain to the fairies around me——

"I know your situation. Don't worry, we will be in no danger."

"But I..."

"The dragon army is not under the control of the Eternal Queen, and they don't care about your identity. We need many things-legal identity, official recognition, potential allies. After all, we can't break through the defenses and knock on that Six big bells, right? Even if we really do this, we need friendly forces to respond and hide us. This is an opportunity, I want to see if the Dragon Legion is of one mind with the Eternal Queen."

Fairy Artoria obviously didn't expect this level, and was stunned.

And I grabbed her wrist and led her to follow the elf knight Ithil, starting the prologue of the journey.

(This time the perfect painting, AI generated [-] pieces may not necessarily produce such a good painting. All aspects are in line with Isil, I am very satisfied.)

Chapter 48: Legion Commander Meluxin

◆Mordred◆

Fairy Artoria's personality is the same as her name, frugal at best, poor at worst.

Walking on the road, I still feel sorry for her clay pot, and feel that it is such a waste, which is really a pity.

I didn't even bother to comfort her, so I just followed the fairy knight together with the fairy Arturia.

The walking time was much shorter than expected, it only took about 10 minutes.

The dragon army's resident is a fortress, surrounded by tall white walls, the buildings are mainly minarets, and the tiles are specially selected in blue, which has a "high elf" feeling, just like the fairy knight himself.

Patrolling guards and door guards are also luxuriously equipped.The armor is all Maximilian-style plate armor, with a solid structure, and it is etched with curves, leaves, and flowers, and it retains protective spells.The weapons are all Swiss halberds.The cloak is dark blue.Like the goblin knights, neither of them wears a helmet, and seems to have a more solid way of protecting the head.

In various world view settings, the race of elves has an extraordinary appearance.

The same is true in this Lost Belt, more delicate and beautiful than fairies.And it's not the kind of deliberately adjusted beauty in the game, it's the handsome Kong Wu of the male and the elegant and agile beauty of the female.Not to mention the delicate bamboo sticks and bean sprouts in the animation, you can feel the magic and power in their gestures - after all, they are the promoted race of fairies, at least they are much better than fairies themselves.

The fort itself is equivalent to a small town and can accommodate about two thousand garrisons.Considering the combat power of the elves, it is basically equivalent to a human army of [-].In actual combat, coupled with the advantages of mobility, logistics, command, and discipline, it is not difficult to defeat an army of one million.

Different from my professional perspective, Fairy Artoria is full of rusticity of country people coming to the city.I've been looking left and right, I've been asking questions.I didn't take the trouble, I kept explaining to her, and at the same time told the Moon Knight Ithil, who had been listening to our conversation, that my identity was not ordinary, and that I was really the child of my father.

After walking for another 10 minutes in the Walled City, we stopped at a residence.

"Yo, Ithil, it's so late, why did you bring two girls home? I think the two girls are pretty good, are they twin sisters? Seeing that you are usually very serious, I didn't expect there to be Such a hobby!"

The speaker was a runt—literally a runt, less than 1.5 meters tall, who appeared to be a 12-year-old.Silver-white long hair reaching to the ankles, golden eyes with a familiar feeling, and the length of pointed ears are similar to Ithil's.She also wears blue armor.But unlike Ithil's sapphire armor that stores starlight, her armor has a sci-fi style, with patterns and decorations mainly in gold.

The corner of Isil's mouth twitched, took a breath, and said righteously——

"Please stop your illusions, Legion Commander. The identities of the two people I brought this time are very special, and I need you to verify them."

"It's very special? Ithil, it's not good to be tense all the time. You have to think about releasing the pressure. I don't want my father's great knight to suffer from mental illness under my management."

"I know my situation very well, and I don't need your excessive worry."

"Oh, Ithil, your temper is still so stubborn... Forget it, forget it, you can adjust it yourself."

At this point in the chat, the dwarf——Meluxin, the head of the Dragon Legion, looked at me.

At the moment when our eyes collided, we each opened up the dragon's vision and observed each other from the perspective of a dragon.

So, we also understood our respective identities, and the corners of our mouths raised smiles only for the same kind.

"...Ithil, it seems that the two you brought back have very special identities."

"If it wasn't for my special status, how could I bring them to see you?"

Meluxine squinted and looked at me amusedly, very arrogantly.

I also squinted my eyes, raised my head, and looked down at her with the same arrogance.

Soon, the hostility was released in our respective sights, making the atmosphere gradually cold and frozen.

Just like a lion meets another lion, a tiger meets another tiger, they are instinctively hostile and intimidating.

As far as this point is concerned, no matter whether she is the child of her father or not, she does have the blood of Weilong, and she is a dragon with the appearance of an elf.

"...So, my countryman, what is your name?"

"Mordred, this is my name—you are Melusine?"

"Of course. This is the name my mother gave me. I actually don't like it very much, but my father likes it very much, so that's all I can do."

"Me too, my mother gave me my name, and I don't like it very much, but my father likes it very much."

In just a few words, everything that should be said has been said, and we each have almost understood our respective identities.

I really never expected that my father really has a child in this rumor belt, and it looks like my sister.

I am a little happy, but also a little nervous—every child who has experienced this will feel similarly, right?

"Uh...you are the same father, the same mother?"

Fairy Artoria's voice sounded, making me a little embarrassed.

But Meluxin was very open-minded, just like her interaction with Isil just now.

"Whether the mother is the same or not is yet to be determined, but it is an undisputed fact that the father and king are the same." Meluxin looked at me and smiled, looking very warm, but the hostility in her eyes never faded. "So, Mordred, should I call you sister, or sister?"

"In terms of age, you should be my older sister. In terms of birth order, you are my younger sister."

"Then I will call you by your name from now on? Anyway, to us, the relationship between sisters is not important at all."

"I think so too. The only bond that can connect us is the father."

Beside Meluxin, Ithil stared wide-eyed, too surprised to speak.

Next to me, the fairy Arturia was very plain, because I had already told her my identity.

Nodding her head, Meluxin looked at Artoria, the fairy next to me, and her eyes immediately turned cold.

"If I remember correctly, you are the 'disaster messenger' who was wanted by my mother, right? It is said that as long as you are captured alive and sent to the king's city, your mother will grant the captor the eligibility to be promoted to an elf. And It's the same as what mother said, you have the same face as your father, and you will bring complete destruction to this kingdom of elves."

"I, I..." The fairy Artoria's momentum immediately weakened, and she couldn't speak well.

"Wait, wait a minute! Legion Commander, are you sure that Mordred is... the Dragon King's...?" Ithil finally couldn't help it, and brought the topic back.

"Of course, Ithil. Is there any problem?" Melusin asked naturally.

Ithil was so shocked by this fact that he was speechless again.

Meluxin kept smiling, looked at me, and said: "I don't know what's going on. But what I can confirm is that she does have the blood of the great dragon Albion, and the armor on her body does have It's like a mother's breath. Besides being the child of the father, who else is she? Maybe the father has her own ideas and plans, anyway, I can only guess."

"That's right. That's why I said that the only link that connects me with Meluxin is my father."

Apparently Isil still had trouble accepting who I was, but I didn't care, she was an outsider anyway.

Meluxin's gaze shifted to Fairy Artoria again.

"So, is there anything else you want to say?"

"I'm sorry, Meluxin, Artoria is under my protection."

While saying this, I held Fairy Artoria's hand——she was panicking and trembling.

At the same time, my brain became active, and I began to think about how to break through this fortress by force.

Hearing what I said, Meluxin's smile deepened: "Mordred, do you mean to say that even though this is the base of the Dragon Legion, you can come and leave whenever you want?"

"Otherwise, why do you think I came here? Isir is indeed of some level, but it would be too whimsical to bring me here forcibly—didn't you see that? Artoria and I came here on our own initiative .”

"That is to say, Mordred—are you underestimating me?" Melusin's eyes became more hostile, and her smile became more playful.He is obviously an inconspicuous little dwarf, but his temperament has become extremely dangerous. "We are sisters after all, right? Isn't it a bit too much for you to underestimate me?"

"That's right, Meluxin, I just underestimated you." The moment I said that, a light blue sword of light appeared in Meluxin's hand, which was comparable in size to an armed sword (one-handed sword). The point of the sword was pointed at my throat.Unfortunately, this didn't change my attitude, so I continued: "...put it down, Meluxin, your sword can't hurt me."

"Oh? Then I really want to try..."

"My head is here, you can try your sword to see if it can move."

The moment my voice fell, a light blue sword of light sliced ​​across my neck.

I don't feel anything, the sword of light is useless, my neck is still my neck, my head is still in place.Meluxin opened her eyes slightly, and another sword of light appeared in her left hand. The two swords slashed at me seventeen times in an instant, but under the protection of the scabbard, these attacks seemed to be swallowed , no feedback at all.

It’s almost the same as opening an invincible plug-in in the game【|

"Look, Meluxin? Who is the most important child of the father, don't I need to say more?" I also touched my neck deliberately, the expression on my face was full of sarcasm. "Don't talk about your attack, even if it's my mother's attack, it can't hurt me at all. The existence that can kill me, in this world, there is only one father and king—do you understand what this means?"

"...It's impossible!" Meluxin took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. "There is no armor that can stop my sword at all! Even if the great dragon Albion is reborn, it is completely impossible!"