Artoria the Big Liar

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This time, the structural advantages of Albion's claws are reflected.Although it is a long sword with a total length of 1.3 meters, it is lighter than an armed sword and more flexible than a swift sword.After being knocked out five times, I finally grasped the weakness of Ithil's defense——

For the sixth sprint, the aura of the pitch-black long sword remained undiminished.

Isil routinely adjusted the position of the shield.

But this time it was completely different from before, the place where I attacked became the head.

As a result, the shield temporarily blocked Ithil's sight, and he had to rely on his hearing and mind to identify the location.

In this case, even elves cannot defend accurately.Immediately afterwards, the pitch-black sword immediately changed direction and stopped only one centimeter from the knee—yes, for such a tortoise-shaped heavy warrior, one must find a way to shield the opponent's perception ability in order to break through the weakness.And as long as it is a humanoid creature, the knee joint is a weak point that cannot be protected.

"How is it, Ithil? My sword skills are not bad, right?"

My triumphant voice sounded in the open space.

Ithil lowered the shield, and I retracted the sword.

She looked serious and I smiled easily.

Although the total battle time is only a dozen seconds, the overall victory has already been divided.

--I lost.

He only succeeded once, but failed five times, no matter what, he was a loser.

"To tell you the truth - Mordred, your swordsmanship is a bit immature. The attack is straight and lacks variety. It's like literature, which only speaks plainly without rhetoric or grammar. It's too easy to see through the intention." Sure enough. He is a noble knight, and he really doesn't show any affection when he talks about it. "However, your foundation is very good. Your speed is very fast, your strength is also very strong, and the specifications of your sword and armor are also very high - if you are required to be an elf with a long life, it must not be good. But you are a human being, so When judging by human standards, the standards can be lowered a lot. And..."

"And what matters on the battlefield is not the quality of swordsmanship, but the life and death of both sides, right?" I followed her words.

Isir closed his eyes and seemed reluctant: "The sword and armor are given by His Majesty. Fighting against you is equal to fighting against His Majesty's power. As a result, even the army commander can't even break your defense. , it is not an opponent of the same level at all-no matter how young the dragon is, it is still a dragon. No matter how dexterous the wild cats in the mountains are, if their teeth and claws cannot penetrate the protection of dragon scales, it does not make any sense-even between wild beasts In this way, the gap in 'character' among humanoid creatures will only become more obvious."

"Are you trying to say that I'm just an immature kid who grew up under His Majesty's protection?" I raised my eyebrows and asked.

"Even if it's an immature little kid, it's still His Majesty's little kid, and I'm not qualified to judge." After a pause, Isir finally said something nice: "Besides, this immature appearance is your disguise." Did you come out? Your arrogant attitude will make the opponent look down on you, and you will not hesitate to give the opponent a fatal blow the moment you reveal your flaws. Only when you face His Majesty will you reveal your true appearance—— It is a very good strategy, with great benefits, and there will be no loss if it is seen through."

"It doesn't matter what others think of me, what matters is what my father thinks of me. Whether it's arrogant or frivolous, it's just a pretense. I am the heir chosen by my father, and I was personally educated by my father to grow into what I am now. Just Just like my armor and sword, underestimating me is tantamount to underestimating my father. Meluxin has already proved what the result will be."

As I said that, I put away my armor and sword, and looked at the girl who was holding a basket and waving to me in the distance.

Not even the rising sun can stop her brilliance.She has all my eyes, takes all my attention.Before I knew it, I was in it, and I couldn't help it-but it didn't feel bad at all.

Who doesn't want to have someone who works hard, struggles, and reaches the finish line for the other party?

"... Mordred, is this also a disguise?" Ithil asked.

I know that the disguise she said means "growing up under the protection of my father".In fact, I have matured, have my own judgment, and have my own responsibilities.That's why my father can safely let me be independent and pursue what belongs to me.

But I don't want to answer this question.The result of being too independent is the weakening of the relationship.Now it has faded to this state. If only the cold political relationship is left, then I don't know what kind of regret it will be.

"It's not really a disguise," I replied. "The position of heir is just an insurance, a symbol, and a preliminary plan. The father will always exist, no one can challenge her position, only she can sit in that position-in the end, I am just a gift from my mother to my father. A sword of the king. My father wants me to have self-awareness, so I have it. My father wants me to be mature, so I will become mature. My father wants me to be independent, so I will grow fast. My father wants me Whatever I do, I will do. My own pursuit, my own dream, may be found in the future, but at this stage there is no such thing.”

This is the real masquerade.What is the relationship between me and my father, it is enough for us father and son to know.

And there was no way to explain it.Only our father and son know that subtle feeling.

My mother regarded me as a tool, Melin regarded me as a disaster, and Guinevere regarded me as a villain.The woman next to my father, the one who can look me in the face, is just Rang Na, a stupid and good woman.

So from a very young age, I didn't care what other people thought, I just gave the answers they expected.

As the Grand Knight of the Dragon Legion who guards the safety of Britain, what Ithil most wants to hear is such an answer.I said it, her heart relaxed, and my purpose was achieved—politics is such a thing.

Chapter 54: Family Relationships

◆Artoria◆

The actual senses are hard to explain in words.

The so-called "appearing alone" of the sense organ is like this.

No matter how detailed I describe Mordred, it cannot tell its whole picture.

So when I knew Mordred's timeline was in my future, my senses were locked into the future.

It's like when I'm looking at an abstract postmodern art painting, once my attention is drawn to a certain place, I can't move it away.

The sensory body stays in the ninth year of the queen's calendar, but the sensory consciousness goes to the 2018th year of the queen's calendar.

Britain in the Lost Belt follows my will, and the new kingdom follows my knowledge.

This feeling is very subtle, like knowing the answer in advance during an exam, like predicting the future in advance when trading stocks.

However, Tonali has not changed much, her light blue pupils are more stable and less confused.

Tona Riko has a different temperament from Sister Wang.There is no melancholy accumulated over 1 years of waiting and 1000 years of pain, but more of the purity after being rescued from despair.While its existence is a goblin, it is more like a goblin than Sister Wang.

Even if the spirit and power are synchronized with the Morgan in the pan-human history, they haven't caught that Morgan's wantonness and rage.

This reassures me a lot.Although I arrived at this timeline ahead of schedule, the education of "I" is pretty good.

"... Arturia? What's wrong? You rarely observe me so directly."

"Tonarico... I had a dream, a long dream."

"Dream?"

"Hmm. A dream that didn't know where it would lead—this dream now."

As an elf from Paradise, Tonari is really smart, and she caught my intention in an instant.

"In other words, did Arturia arrive here through a dream within a dream?"

"Almost. I just forcibly dreamed to reach the present in 2018."

"...Did something serious happen?"

"It's not serious. It's just that my child has reached this age, so I skipped the process of explaining and educating you, and came here directly. Otherwise, some things will be more troublesome to deal with. It's like writing with a pen, the body has a 15 cm long feather The pen is fine to use, but if it is one meter long, it will be troublesome... Tona Riko, do you know what I said?"

Tona Riko lowered her eyes, not knowing whether she was feeling lost or thinking.

During this moment, I was also thinking—to be precise, it was memory synchronization.

Just like watching a movie, the memories of 2000 dreams in the past 133 years have been synchronized in my soul.

Identifying and analyzing these memories revealed many things.

"Tona Riko...you know, right? On this side of the dream, my identity is 'Bea【+'

"...Know. Discovered a long time ago. My knowledge comes from Morgan of Panhuman History."

Things like beasts exist only in pan-human history, and they are obstacles that humans must overcome.

Although it is a Lost Belt, after all, it is another possibility that was born due to the divergence of pan-human history.

Therefore, when some kind of super-standard existence appears, it is reasonable for the spirit sub-fixation belt to judge it as Beast.

"Speaking of it, Tona Riko. In the 2000 exchanges in the past 133, I seem to have never talked about my past, right?"

"I can roughly guess who it is—you are King Arthur of that world. After arriving in Paradise, you did not become the representative of the world's will, but shouldered a bigger and more important mission."

"But precisely because of this mission, I have gained additional authority to overwrite the past and the future. Now that I have transcended the constraints of time, space and logic and come here, it is a manifestation of the ability to overwrite—but this is a special case Special authority. When I came to the branch of pan-human history, this ability was rejected by human beings, and instead became an obstacle for human beings, so it became 'Beast'."

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Tona Riko pursed her lips, and the emotion in her eyes gradually became clear—a mixture of self-blame, lamentation, and anger.

Although the body still belongs to my father, I still use those dark hands to support the body, and let the hands that are so thin that there are almost only bones left hold Tona Riko's wrist.

Tonali is very warm, she seems to be warmer than Sister Wang, or maybe her father's body is too cold.

On this big bed that belonged to the Dragon King and the Eternal Queen, I shifted my position and lay quietly in her arms.

There are no two people in love here, just two inhuman existences who need to snuggle together to survive.

After a long time, Tona Riko pressed her chin against the top of my head and asked softly——

"Then... Artoria's child, is... Mordred?"

"Well. This is the biggest difference from me in pan-human history. She is the most important existence in my life, just like Bawanxi is the most important existence in your life. It is the belief to persist in living, the spirit and The sustenance of the soul. The difference is that Bawanxi is so well protected by you, she is still a carefree princess. But Mordred must grow up, must be alone, and be a prince who can free me from all worries."

"Is that so...I see."

"In the end, however, she will turn against us. This is Mordred's unavoidable fate."

"Then... what is Arturia going to do?"

"Mordred's actions don't conflict with our plan. She's just doing the right thing at the right time. Her arrival means the deadline has come - Tona Riko, you have to be in Mordred The final work of the ark must be completed before the end of Germany's operation. The adjustment of the Holy Lance must also be completed. Only in this way can the race of elves survive the final disaster."

Transform the goblin into an elf, then escape from this home planet and go to other planets to find a suitable place to live.

That was the solution I told Tona Riko, and she's been working towards it for 2000 years.

After all, I am a human being. Even if I have 133 encounters, in terms of the sense of time, only one year has passed.

Therefore, I can't understand this kind of watch and persistence. It can only be attributed to similar behaviors taken by similar people.

The result turned into persuading Tona Rico to be lenient with Mordred, not to interfere and obstruct.

Tonali is a very smart woman, and she must have read my words from what I said.

But this time, to my surprise, she chose a different option.

"Artoria...is Mordred strong?"

Tona Riko's voice was very cold, without any emotional fluctuations.

"It's only weaker than me. It's the only existence on this planet that can kill me."

"In other words, even if I adopt a hostile strategy, can she smash my strategy and drag Britain to destruction?"

"Tona Riko... You really love this land and this country even more."

Tona Riko's lips trembled, unable to speak.

They are husband and wife in name, but more just for political needs.

Even if there are really vague feelings in my heart, they gradually fade away over a long period of time.

But... now that I have come to the dreamland, since I have become her "husband", I have to take responsibility.

"Don't worry, I won't interfere. You and she are both my students. Whether she is stronger or you are stronger, time will prove all this. I hope you will not be scared by Mordred Arrive—her configuration is almost the same as me in reality, much stronger than me in the dream. To stop her, the difficulty is probably comparable to Weilong Albion's arm wrestling."

Tona Riko moved her lips, wanting to ask a question, but she still didn't ask.

I didn't want to calculate her heart, so I didn't ask, I just lay in her arms and enjoyed her warmth.

There are two religions in Lost Belt Britain, one is the worship of the Horned God, and the other is the worship of Albion.

However, as the elves race became more and more complete, the horned god, which symbolized benevolence, nature and abundance, was gradually not believed by the elves, but it became the reason why the elves persisted.Therefore, Albion, which symbolizes this power, nobility and land, has gradually become the orthodox faith of the elves, and is also regarded by the elves as an extremely terrifying existence in private.

Tonali is the great witch who enshrines the Horned God.I am the dragon king who symbolizes Albion.As time goes by, the elves worship me more and more even though they were promoted by Tona Riko.Even though the oppression experienced by the goblins is caused by Tona Riko, the goblins are increasingly revering the Eternal Queen who brings hope.

As a result, Tona Riko became more and more busy, and the time I lay in her arms was only a moment after all.

At about this time, my memory was synchronized, and I finally learned of the existence of Mordred from the mouth of the great knight of the dragon army. The joy and sense of accomplishment are extremely clear, as if it happened just now.

I don't need to worry about Mordred, but I have to care about other things.

Even though Tonaliko and I live in the same palace, our areas are separate and the guards are different.

The elf guards stationed in this bedroom belong to the dragon army.

"Anadur, tell Melusin, I have something to say to her."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The elf guard outside the door responded.

In less than 5 minutes, a blue comet flashed across the sky outside the window.

Like a jet fighter, Melusin landed on the courtyard outside the palace.

Without being guided by the guards, she ran to my bedroom.

——I have clearly noticed all these through the dragon's vision.

However, when she reached the door, she stopped, hesitating and frightened.

"Come in, Meluxin."