Artoria the Big Liar

"...The person who killed Arturia. And, the existence that Artoria values ​​most."

Hearing what my mother said, not only was I not sad, but my expression turned into a smile unconsciously.

I continue to look up at the beautiful starry sky, so that the future becomes full of hope and happiness.

Like a dream in a nightmare, I whispered to the night sky in the lightest and quietest voice: "Such a small thing as the summoning ceremony, I will do it myself... After that, I will leave Misaki Town and go to Fuyuki to have a look...Father King, what kind of servant do you think I will summon? There are no holy relics, and it depends entirely on compatibility, so it must not be very powerful? But... well, it doesn't matter, it's fine anyway, anyway, I can do it by myself... I But it is very powerful, father. I really【{(

Taking a deep breath, I took my phone out of my pocket and stared at the time.

There are still 15 minutes until the most suitable time for summoning servants.

I just stared at the screen, waiting quietly.

But time passed very slowly, every minute seemed like a century.Just 1 minutes.It seems that I have experienced as long a time as my mother... Well, of course it is impossible.At that time, my mother must have been a century every minute, so it was equivalent to waiting in total... Uh, forget it, it is not the time to calculate this.

The mood is so relaxed.When the fateful moment came, I closed the mobile phone my father bought for me and carefully put it in my pocket.Then, I raised my right hand, spread my fingers, held the arm of my right hand with my left hand, and took a deep breath——

"Be full, be full..."

Almost instinctively, I recited the mantra without even remembering what the mantra was.

Even so, the spell worked.The magic circle painted with my own blood glows white.

I feel the magic power in my body slowly passing away, as if someone has been using a pottery bowl to catch water in a rushing river. If you don't pay attention, you really don't feel it.

"... the guardian of the scales!"

Like a dream, like unconscious sleepwalking, I finished the mantra completely.

The light of the magic circle gradually became dazzling, and the white light turned into golden brilliance, as if the brightest morning sun was rising in front of me, which made me close my eyes instinctively, and even felt a little at a loss.

"The Servant Saber, I came here upon summoning..."

It was a familiar voice, a voice that couldn't be more familiar.

But, something is wrong... Her voice shouldn't be so high, her figure shouldn't be so brilliant...

Suddenly, panic exploded in my heart like a bomb, my nerves tensed up, my brain was trembling, my reason was collapsing, and my heart was beating wildly——I made a mistake, a huge mistake.I thought it was nothing without the holy relic, but it wasn't until this moment that I finally understood what happened...

——The sacred relic used in the ceremony is my own blood!

"...you are my... Mordred?"

I opened my eyes and saw a figure intertwined with gold and blue.

Her face was exactly the same as her father's, exactly the same.But her hair color is as golden as the sun, and her eyes are emerald green as jewels.She was wearing a long blue dress with nails embedded in the hem.The torso is a breastplate, and the gloves and boots are made of silver steel.Her expression was solemn but puzzled, and her figure was dignified but fragile.There is no smile on the corner of her mouth, even if she is pretending【.*

My eyes were wide open, my breathing was almost impossible, and my body was shaking violently.

"Impossible... Impossible... It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be like this!"

Then, my eyes moved down and saw the sword.

Even though I was wrapped in a barrier, as a dragon, I could clearly see the shape of the sword.

The total length is about 1.2 meters, the blade is quite thick, the U-shaped guard is gold, the hilt is dark blue, and the weight ball is a simple gem.The whole sword exudes a radiant aura from the inside out, as if it was forged from pure light, or simply transformed into this appearance by the magic power of the wielder...

There is no mistake, this is the holy sword, and it is the original appearance of the holy sword...

I clenched my fists, tried my best, and yelled at the person in front of me——

"Damn, hate! Damn!! Why is this happening! Why is it you! Why did I summon you!"

She frowned slightly, trying my name: "Lord Mordred..."

"Shut up! You don't deserve to call me that name!" As if I had been shocked, this sentence popped out of my mouth instinctively.

However, in the next moment, I took a deep breath, forced myself to regain my senses, and apologized to the servant in front of me: "...Sorry...Saber, please let me calm down...Just a moment."

I closed my eyes on my own, nails digging deep into the palm of my hand.I control my heart to slow it down.I took control of my thoughts and cleared all those strong emotions.I control all the muscles in my body to relax them.Finally, breathe, try to slow down like sleeping.

Sure enough, just like my father taught me, I regained my sanity, and my brain can analyze the current situation.

I opened my eyes.The person in front of me, who is almost identical to my father, but completely opposite, is looking at me suspiciously.It seems to feel that I am very familiar, but it is indeed quite strange-nonsense!I'm not that idiot Mordred in history!I am a child worthy of my father's pride, and I am the undisputed heir of the Kingdom of Albion!

Thinking of this, I'm not so terrified—the King Arthur written in the rubbish "The Death of King Arthur" can't be compared with his father at all!Look at the King Arthur in front of him, isn't he the glorious King of Knights?That being the case, what is there to panic about?Not even one ten-thousandth of that of the father!I'm afraid it's not as good as me!Maybe they don't even know how to reconcile accounts, and the internal affairs must be in a mess. They just maintain the old traditions and order, and barely maintain a decent country!

After the analysis was over, my mind was completely at peace.I was finally back to my normal self.

If the other party responds to the call, then she is my follower.The Holy Grail War cannot be returned. Even if I don't like her at all, I try to isolate this dislike emotion - just like my father.

Taking a deep breath and letting it out again, I began to explain to my followers: "In short, I am indeed Mordred, but not your Mordred. My The father's name is indeed Arturia, and she is indeed King Arthur, but she is different from you... Parallel world, Saber, can you understand? Because of a different basic setting, or a difference in things that are difficult to choose Choices lead to changes in the trajectory of life and the evolution of things, resulting in the formation of two irrelevant worlds."

"...Understandable. The Master is indeed completely different from the Mordred I know." It seems that this King Arthur is still easy to talk, and he puts on a bad face if he doesn't come up.And not so stupid as to really think of me as her Mordred.

I continued to explain: "In addition, I am a living person, and my father is also a living person now. My current name is Bendu Zhenniao, just call me Zhenniao, don't use the word 'Master', it's ugly Yes. I have a wish that must be fulfilled to participate in the Holy Grail War, and so does my father. So, I summoned you, Saber, as the master, and my father made a contract with another person as a servant... Yes, mother and Merlin, they are also there..."

"Master Bird, please pause for a moment." This King Arthur interrupted me politely, "There is one point in this passage that I want to clarify... You said, Morgan and Merlin are them (弟女たち)? "

"Is there a problem?" I frowned.

"...I see, so I understand." She nodded, and found the definite drama: "It is indeed a parallel world. Because, as far as I know, Merlin has always been a male, from the beginning to the end."

I don't know if that temptress Merlin has the ability to turn into a man.

However, I have been in contact with a lot, and it is hard for me to imagine what Merlin would look like if he was a man—probably, he is also a guy who is full of lies, smells too strong of flowers, and is so disgusting that he wants to beat him up Bar?

Having said that, I am interested.

It's rude, but since this King Arthur is my servant, I still asked.

"So, Saber, are you dead? Killed by Mordred over there with a sword?"

"No, it's still the last time I'm dying. It's also for this reason that I can't transform into a spirit normally now."

I raised my eyebrows.She is really surprisingly easy to talk, and she is different from the proud knight king I imagined.

After all, Lord Knight is always very proud, right?I remember that Albion had a habit of abusing peasants at will.It took a lot of effort for the father to hang more than 100 unqualified knights before he could barely suppress this tradition.

That being the case, I decided to ask a little deeper.

"Where did Mordred hit you? Since he's not dead yet, shouldn't he just cut off his neck?"

"...It's the head." She really didn't shy away from it at all, and she really said it out.

Seeing that face that is exactly the same as my father's, even with the disgusting gold shining everywhere, I don't hate her so much anymore.

It's a very strange feeling... Maybe she feels the same way about me?It should be very familiar, but because in different parallel worlds, the experience is completely opposite.

Sure enough, seeing that I didn't continue to ask questions, she also became curious.

"A real bird..."

"Father. I was taken care of by my father since I was a child. I am not a wild child who didn't even know who his parents were and was raised by wild beasts in the wilderness."

She frowned even deeper, but still maintained her etiquette: "...What kind of person is Matoori's father...?"

"I don't know... Anyway, you will meet her sooner or later. You can understand as long as you look at her."

I thought about it for a while, and decided that it was inappropriate to say this, so I decided to tell her other people's evaluation: "What I have to say... Merlin said that the father is a black sun that radiates light and heat. Mother said that the father It is a pitch-black firewood that burns itself with a smile to disperse the real darkness and cold. Lancelot said that his father has all the knowledge and skills to be a king, and he is a perfect king. Gawain said, what is the kingdom of Albion? Great, the father is ten times greater. The Norse said that the father brought the end of the world to the black dragon Nidhogg. The Gauls dared not call her by her name directly, so they replaced it with 'Evil Dragon King'. Italian priests They are even more direct, using the title 'antichrist', saying that she is the great red dragon in the book of Revelation."

"A perfect king..." She muttered to herself, seeming to have some thoughts.

"This is just what Lancelot said, it's not accurate." I explained, "Father is not perfect because he is too perfect... That is to say, as a king, father is perfect, but perfection has a price Yes, and it’s heavy. You’re also King Arthur, and you’re the glorious King of Knights, can you understand what this means?”

She remained silent, and after a while, she continued to ask: "How about you, Master? What's your evaluation?"

"The greatest king. He was in the past, he is now, and he will be in the future." My tone was extremely firm.

Her eyelids were drooping, her head was lowered, she seemed to be thinking, feeling, or simply lost.

After all the calculations, I didn't expect that King Arthur would be confused—to be honest, I don't even understand this person in front of me.

Anyway, the next time is still very long, I thought about it, and decided to say later: "Anyway, you are also King Arthur, as long as you take a look at the appearance of your father, you can understand... By the way, you can't transform into a spirit body, right? That's still quite troublesome, let me buy you some modern clothes first. Then we'll go to Fuyuki. There's plenty of time, let's talk about the details..."

She nodded and replied calmly: "...Okay, real bird."

(The following does not count the number of words)

Real name: Arturia Pendragon

Class: Saber

Master: Bendo Makoto

Height·Weight: 154cm·42kg

Attribute: Order · Good

Status: Strength A, Durability B, Dexterity A, Magic A+, Lucky A, Noble Phantasm A++

Class Ability: Anti-Magic A, Riding B

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(This chapter is Mordred's POV.)

You can tell just by looking at it, Saber is exactly the same size as me and my father.

Then, according to my own situation to buy clothes, it should be almost the same.It's a pity that I don't know how to buy clothes, so I had to listen to the shopping guide and bought a super beautiful blue dress.It is dark blue like sapphire, embroidered with white silk patterns, which is extremely gorgeous.The skirt ends at the knees and is trimmed with black lace ruffles.The shoulders are exposed and the arms are completely free.The whole skirt hangs on the body with a black lace neckband and black suspenders, as if it is weightless.

And then there are the shoes.Such a beautiful skirt, of course you have to wear high heels.But I chose the one with a shorter heel, which is similar to the high-heeled armor when riding a horse—that is, the armor that Saber wears when going into battle.The shoes are also blue. Under the light, they show the feeling of frosted and starlight, and they look like high-end goods.

In addition, there are underwear and pajamas.And another set of makeshift clothes for a change of clothes.

When I was shopping for clothes, I was imagining what my father would look like in this outfit—it must be extremely majestic, right?Although the figure and appearance are the same as that of a girl, the father's extremely mature "royal temperament" cannot be concealed no matter what clothes he wears, and it even becomes an embellishment, a foil, and even a catalyst, which makes men admire , makes women admire, and exudes a very incredible charm for everyone.

However, after buying it back, Saber changed into this body, and her temperament was completely different—a girl who was weak but resolute at the same time, arousing pity and respect at the same time, holding power but very restrained, lacking a father The kind of momentum that makes people can't help but kneel on one knee, makes people want to look but dare not look, very peaceful, very restrained, and even has a cute feeling.

According to the statement here, it should be the difference between "dominant" and "kingly way", right?

"The clothes are not bad! As expected of me, the clothes are not bad, at least better than my father."

As for the dress itself, it was actually chosen by the shopping guide, and I will definitely not say it.

Saber was a little uncomfortable with this light and fluffy dress, with a reserved expression and erratic eyes: "...Mako, this dress...is it too fancy?"

"It's summer now, so it's normal to be fancy, right? And the underwear is specially made of boxers, so you don't have to worry about making too much of your movements." Suddenly, I remembered something, and I lightly tapped the palm of my left hand with my right hand, suddenly realizing: "Ah...Sorry, Saber, I remembered—in the past, you must not have easily shown your true colors to others, right? It's really not good to suddenly wear this summer dress...Why don't I buy a new one? Simple shirt, and simple trousers, and it's over."

"No need, real bird." Saber's voice was still very peaceful. "This dress is enough. When fighting, I can summon the spirit armor again. This dress is a gift from Matou, and I will cherish it."

"That's it..." Looking at the appearance of this desolate country, I suddenly had an idea: "By the way, Saber, take this opportunity, do you want to practice?"

Saber looked at me, her emerald green eyes slightly puzzled: "Is this a real bird's test for me?"

I explained: "No, it's a normal swordsmanship sparring, without using magic power, and the abilities are maintained at the level of ordinary people."

Saber's figure paused for a moment, and then replied: "...Okay."

In my expectation, it is probably the same as the previous HEMA exhibition competition, only a pure skill competition.

As I said that, I summoned my own sword—the same dark magic sword, also thin and long, almost exactly the same as the sword my father often used.Then, with my left leg forward and my right leg behind, I held the sword in both hands so that it was level with my neck, and assumed an attacking posture.Although it is completely useless against the father and Lancelot, it can occupy the peak against other round table knights.

Saber didn't summon the spirit armor, but was slightly stunned when she saw my sword.

"Mako, is this sword...?"

"Oh, this..." I lifted my posture and introduced this sword: "This is the sword that my father found for me. It is said that it was made of one of Albion's claws. I don't know the details. I understand, anyway, it is much more powerful than Krannat, even if I maximize the output of magic power, it will not be broken, it is very easy to use."

"But, the blade is made so thin, won't there be any problems?"

"It was designed by the father after calculation. She said that compared to the damage caused, the length and swing speed are more important. Against weaker enemies, the damage is usually overflowing. To deal with powerful enemies, the main Attacking the weaker parts of the human body such as wrists, knees, neck, and shoulders, the effect is actually the same, and the overall loss is not large, but the advantages brought by the length and lightness are mostly."

Once again, Saber frowned: "These... are all calculated and designed by the real bird's father?"

"Yeah, it's calculation. Not only the sword itself, but the sword technique is also designed through calculation."

"Can swordsmanship also be calculated?" Saber's voice became unbelievable.

"That's right...Father's swordsmanship is very complicated. Every time I study it, I see that she needs to use geometry and calculus to calculate space, response, strength and other data, often filling more than ten pages I can't understand it at all. Anyway, I will learn whatever my father taught me. When it comes to advanced theoretical knowledge, I still have to wait until later to understand it. I remember it said on the Internet that 400 years ago, there was a Spanish thing called "Supreme The sword technique of "zhishu" is a similar idea."

"I understand..." As she said, the blue armor replaced the light summer long skirt, Saber tightly held the invisible long sword, her arms slanted down, and the blade slanted upwards, making the most standard gesture Fighting posture. "True bird, I'm ready."

According to the father, Lancelot and Tristan, the defensive side has a greater advantage when fighting swordsmanship.Because the mentality during the sparring is different from that in actual combat, there is no need to overcome the fear of death, and the attacker will not do his best, and will only stop at the end—but, I still like to attack, because I have the capital to attack, as long as I Wearing the armor my father gave me, I will not be afraid at all.Except for the holy spear of the father, there is nothing that can break through the protection of the dragon armor.

This time is the same.After a short wait, I controlled my pace and attacked Saber.

Saber perfectly blocked my thrusts.My sword and hers clashed in the air, playing metal music in the stillness of the night.Because it was a martial arts sparring, we didn't use magic power, and the speed of swinging the sword was very slow. No matter who attacked, the opponent would perfectly block it. We just felt the opponent's sword intent, character and wisdom with our hearts.

If you don't stop, this discussion will never stop.But even so, I still fell into a passive position.It's as if what I attacked was not Saber itself, but an incomparably solid fortress.Even if I restrained my impatience, the accumulated feeling of attack failure still frustrates me, and even affects the offensive, so that there is a problem with the connection between moves, and occasionally there will be momentary hesitation——if such an attack , will it really work?If the attack is ineffective, how to continue the attack?