Artoria the Big Liar

No matter what attack method I use, Saber is absolutely calm, without the slightest panic.She even deliberately restrained her sword moves to prevent accidentally hurting me-many times, as long as she counterattacked, I had to turn to defense.Although I won't lose, the power imbalance caused by the interruption of the offensive will definitely make me suffer a lot.

This kind of restraint and introversion was completely out of reach in my practice with my father.As long as I show a slight flaw, my father will catch it instantly, and then use the gap between my frustrated attack to give a killing move, and even knock me into the air or take away my weapon.As a result, although I still maintained my offensive and took the top spot in the eyes of people who don't know swordsmanship, I knew very well in my heart that I had already lost this time, and I lost quite completely—my swordsmanship is indeed not as good as my follower.

Finally, after about 15 minutes of sparring, I gave up the attack, took a step back, held the hilt of the sword in my right hand and held the long sword across my chest, and put the palm of my left hand against the blade, showing my own sword to Saber, leaning slightly , to admit defeat.

This is a rule established by the royal father, of course Saber doesn't understand.But she just froze for a moment, then held the sword in one hand, pointing the tip of the sword at the ground, and also bowed slightly to show respect and politeness—is it true that they are all King Arthur?Without knowing it at all, the etiquette used by Saber was exactly the same as the rules set by her father.

I can fully feel her sword intent, her character, and her wisdom in this competition.Although I really don't want to admit it, my impression of her has indeed improved a lot-both her and her father are the undisputed King Arthur.I can serve her as a master, but I must not despise her as a knight——the so-called King of Knights should feel this way.

"That's amazing, Saber. Even though you're only a Servant now, why are you so amazing?"

"It's a real bird. Your qualifications as a master are very good. The magic power is very abundant, almost the same as before."

Saber's answer made me a little dissatisfied: "The aptitude of the master can also affect the sword skill? Shouldn't it?"

"It will affect you, True Bird." Saber said quite calmly, "Even if it's just a sparring, the strength and reaction speed will be different, and the mentality will be different, which will force the followers to adopt different strategies. True Bird, you take such a radical approach." The strategy of maintaining a considerable intensity of onslaught throughout the whole process, but not being impatient because of it, must be because of relying on it?"

"Ah, this one does. Because my father gave me a very powerful armor, and no weapon can hurt me except the Holy Lance Rungomigniad." I explained honestly, "Probably there is room for the armor The ability to block, right? And the holy spear itself maintains the stability of the space, so it can break through the protection of the armor."

"Such a precious treasure, the father of the real bird gave the real bird as a gift?" Saber couldn't hide the surprise in his tone.

Hearing what she said, I immediately raised my head and felt very happy: "Of course. Even my mother said that I am the most important existence to my father. Since I was a child, my father has only given me the best. thing."

Saber lowered her eyes, her emerald green eyes were full of disappointment and confusion, as if silently expounding the bizarre emotion of "I think I should regret it, but I don't know if I should really regret it".

After all, it was written in the book that she had a bad relationship with Mordred over there, and she didn't want to recognize each other in the end.Now I know from my mouth that the relationship between my father and the king is so good, it is not normal for her not to be confused - if I become a follower and be summoned by King Arthur, and King Arthur treats me very badly, my reaction will be worse.

This is her own family business.My father taught me that government affairs such as family disputes and property inheritance conflicts are the most troublesome.So, I simply skipped this topic: "Saber, since we are all so powerful, it must not be difficult to wipe out other combinations other than father and king, right? It's just a pity, if it's just you and me, wouldn't it be difficult?" The way to defeat the father...is really far behind."

"...How strong is the real bird's father?"

"About ten of me are as strong. My father is invincible, literally invincible." I really wanted to explain how invincible my father is, but it felt like nonsense, and it was very demoralizing, so I changed it. From a different angle: "Saber, think about it. My swordsmanship was taught by my father, all my skills were taught by my father, and the sword and armor were also given by my father. I am so good, how good is my father?" Huh? In terms of swordsmanship alone, my father can instantly kill me. I can't even fight defensively. Before I checked the historical data and searched, I couldn't find anyone who was more powerful than my father."

Saber paused before asking: "Since that's the case... the real bird, why did you participate in the Holy Grail War?"

In an instant, my face turned cold, and my heart also turned cold--the flame of hatred was already burning.

"...I want to destroy Britain, utterly destroy, kill all the Britons, kill all the Gauls, completely remove and smash that period of history, and then throw it into the trash can, with no possibility of recovery." My voice was cold, and even the corner of my mouth involuntarily raised a vicious grin.

Saber opened her eyes wide and stared at me incredulously, even those emerald green eyes trembled.

I'm afraid, she thinks that what I have in my heart is a nonsense wish like "I want to replace my father as the King of Britain"?

How can it be?Even my father can't save Britain, so why should I?

I gritted my teeth, as if my body was about to be completely ignited by the fire of hatred: "It's hard to understand, right? Father loves those Britons. But ah... but ah! Those evil breeds with part of the blood of goblins They are not worthy of their father at all! Those bastards who can’t get enough to eat only think about themselves, and never think about their father! When they are full, they start asking for land, and when they have land, they start asking for wealth. They began to quarrel over a few gold coins, as if their father and king were their efforts and should satisfy all their needs! Do you know what the final result of the discussion was? They actually felt that the soldiers who went to war should take less! Small negotiations On the table, malice and hatred are almost overflowing!"

My reason is out of control, and my rationality dissolves: "It should be extinct tomorrow, but a great king is created just to survive! They are maggots, mosquitoes, and cockroaches, even more disgusting than these things Because this is their essence! Born in filth, sucking the blood of great beings, but always filthy, neither knowing what love is, nor what patience is! Shouting and screaming when suffering a little bit! In the end, the king who protected them was driven to death, and the exhausted but desperate father gave up resistance, and even asked me to end her life! And what about the group of pests? The sound of farting after the father died None, they were all dead in no time, all dead! Those Saxons wiped them out without any trouble!"

Vicious words, cursing words, all came out of my mouth: "Everyone of them is guilty and capital punishment! Every one of them is a kingslayer! They should all be cut into pieces! They should all be killed ten thousand times! My wishes are more merciful than the punishment they deserve! Britain has gone mad long ago, the Britons have gone mad long ago, and the goblins have gone mad long ago! These rotting flesh left over from the age of the gods are constantly emitting a stench Stinky! Even Bagster the Barghest would walk around if he smelled it ten miles away! They should be burned! Even the ashes should be buried six feet down in the ground, or thrown straight into the sea! And They even want to take the life of their father! They are not worthy, not worthy at all! The father should be like the humble king Vortigeng, kill them all, exterminate them, and leave no one behind!"

I'm done.Then, I began to breathe heavily, clenched my fists tightly with both hands, the nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, causing blood to gushe out from them, filling the air with a bloody smell.

These pains calmed me down, turning the fiery hatred into ice-like cruelty and coldness.

I looked at Saber, at that glorious King Arthur who also gave everything for the shitty Britons.I asked her: "This is my hatred, this is my wish...Saber, I've said so much, you should be able to understand, right?"

Saber's pupils trembled, and even her body trembled, staring at me in disbelief, as if she had lost the ability to think.

Instead of urging her, I just waited.Anyway, time is not urgent, anyway, she is also my servant.

After an unknown amount of time, she finally opened her mouth and said something that made my eyes widen: "...Matou, your father actually loves the people... is it to this extent?"

As if something broke—

My brain is shaking, my body is shaking, my soul is shaking.

why?Why do you say such things?Shouldn't the focus be on those pests?

Then, a paragraph suddenly recalled in my mind, a very long paragraph that my father said before.

"Mordred, I love you. I love each of you—every man, every soldier, every knight, you, Morgan, Merlin, the dead, the living, I love you all. Deeply in love. It is you who gave me strength, determination, and perseverance. For you who I love deeply, I can be anyone—even if I am like this, I can become King Arthur, It’s even possible to achieve such a feat.” (Note ①)

And the Saber in front of her, she actually smiled, she actually smiled like that...

She's squinting and smiling happily, as if... as if...

"It seems that my wish has been fulfilled in this world...It's a pity that even the greatest king still can't save Britain, and still can't let Britain perish in peace...In this way, I have no Confused and hesitant." After a pause, she still maintained a smile, and asked again: "But, Matoori's father participated in the Holy Grail War, so he must have a wish too? What is her wish, Matoori can tell me? "

Note ①: The original text is in Chapter 1 "A Father" of Volume 7.It has been shortened, but the meaning is exactly the same.

Chapter 44: Similar yet Distinct (7K5)

(This chapter is Mordred's POV.)

The brain is still down, even if he opens his mouth, it is only silent.

I can't say words to refute, let alone words to agree.

In the end, I can only act like my father, as if nothing happened, and expose this matter - anyway, there is still a long time, and there will be more opportunities for communication in the future.

On the Shinkansen from Misaki Town to Fuyuki City, apart from some basic common sense issues, such as the Holy Grail has been polluted, and the purpose of many masters participating in the Holy Grail War is to destroy and release it, I basically didn’t How to communicate with her, and has been avoiding questions related to "father's wish".

I have been on the road of silence for most of the time, and I have been thinking about a question: I only mentioned this at the beginning, why can Saber ignore the hatred in his mouth, and only notice the little bit of love?

I thought about it all the way, but I still couldn't figure it out.

As a result, I can only make the conclusion that "I don't get along with this glorious King of Knights at all".It's just that fate—or the evil god, there is no difference between the two anyway—made a joke on me and made me summon the servant with the worst compatibility.

However, thinking is not without any gains.One thing I have to admit - she is indeed King Arthur.

King Arthur seems to be like this, whether they are born noble or ordinary, whether they are kingly or domineering, even if they fall into the darkness of the opposite side, the most essential things - their love for the people, the country, and everything around them The attitude is consistent and completely unchanged. No matter what kind of pain you experience, you are willing to dedicate everything you have to these maggot-like people who live on carrion.

In this way, she is obviously very compatible to the extreme, but I can't hate her at all.

Even in my heart, my evaluation of her has been upgraded from "far inferior to my father" to "probably not too bad".

With this in mind, the train arrived at the station, Saber dragged my suitcase, and we arrived at Fuyuki together.

Unlike Misaki Town, Fuyuki is an important city in the Kyoto metropolitan area, and its scale is several times larger than Misaki Town.Decades ago, the city opened up an area called "Xindu" on the other side of the Mion River that runs through Fuyuki, attracting many high-tech enterprises to settle in.As a result, like many cities, there is a big difference between the old city "Miyama Town" and the new capital. The former stayed in the 80s and 21s, with low buildings and mainly residential buildings, while the latter is a standard [-]st century city with tall buildings and buildings. Most of them are office buildings with developed businesses and everything.

Passed through the security check, walked out of the train station, and Saber and I walked on the road in the old city.

Low, white clouds covered half of the sky in the west, and the rays of the setting sun burned these clouds into red, so that the earth was dyed an abnormal red.But at this time, there were unexpectedly few pedestrians, and most of the shops were closed, which seemed particularly strange.It is not known whether it was the Association of Magicians who informed the government in advance that there was a major event, or whether it was the magicians and followers from outside who broke the peace here.

This is good, I thought I would have a good meal when I arrived, but I had to find a convenience store and buy a few packs of instant noodles, and then I would solve the problem of hunger after arriving at the hotel I reserved online.I was also forced to buy an umbrella and six sets of raincoats—looking at the frighteningly large number of cumulonimbus clouds, I am afraid that it will rain heavily in the next few days. Raincoats are purely consumables, and I estimate that I will buy a lot more.

Along the way, Saber and I still didn't talk.Because for a while, I didn't know what to talk about.

However, when he was about to arrive at the hotel, Saber stopped suddenly, looked towards the sky, took a step forward, and protected me behind him.

"Saber, what's wrong?" I asked.

"A real bird, there is a huge being flying in the sky." Saber lowered her voice, making sure that only I could hear it. "Its whole body is covered by some kind of treasure, which prevents it from being observed. However, I can vaguely feel its outline."

"This... I feel it too." I said lightly. "Don't worry, the other party has no hostility towards us."

"Is it someone Makoto knows?" Even after hearing what I said, Saber still didn't let down his vigilance.

"Father should be looking at the terrain of Fuyuki, right?" I explained casually, which surprised Saber a little. "As for the invisible treasure... Actually Saber should be very clear, right? It is a cloak, it seems to be called 'Wind King Barrier'? It is said to be a conceptual weapon. King Uther used it to sneak in, and King Arthur later inherited it After taking the throne, it was left in the treasury. If Saber came to this world with the rank of Assassin, he should also have this Noble Phantasm, right?"

"That's not the case. Master, I have this treasure right now." Said, Saber summoned her holy sword.The conceptual weapon that conceals the Holy Sword is the Wind King Barrier. "Also, I will be called the 'King of Knights' in later generations, and the way of chivalry prohibits sneak attacks and assassinations, so I don't have the qualifications to be an Assassin."

"Is that so... so the thing that hides the blade is that cloak? I thought it was really a cloak."

"Most of the conceptual armaments are not entities, but magical braids similar to great magic, which can be used in many ways." After explaining, Saber took the holy sword back and stared at the empty sky again. "Can fully utilize the function of the 'Wind King Barrier' to cover a huge flying dragon with a body length of about 25 meters... Is Rider the real bird's father?"

"That's right. Isn't the class of Rider famous for its powerful treasures? You can keep most of the treasures you had during your lifetime, but the price is that your own attributes will be reduced." Speaking of this, I suddenly became curious: "What do you mean?" Come back, Saber, if you were Rider, what would your mount be? Could it be yourself?"

"Didn't the real bird's father tell the real bird about himself?" Said, Saber seemed to frowned.The range is very small. If it wasn't for my sensitive mind, I might not be able to see it.

I didn't feel anything, so I answered straightforwardly: "No. My father said that this is the rule of the Holy Grail War. She didn't tell her own information, and she didn't investigate my information. Even my mother just helped me complete the summon After the preparations for the ceremony, I returned to Avalon with Merlin—in the end, the only information I knew was that my father’s class was Rider.”

"Is that so..." Saber lowered her eyes again, as if she was thinking about something.

I curled my lips unhappily, and began to urge her: "Saber, you haven't [%]

After hesitating for a while, Saber finally replied: "It's the giant dragon Albion."

Hearing Saber say this, I immediately understood: "Ah! So that's the case! I should have thought of it earlier! Albion is not only the name of the island, but also the name of the country, and it is also the name of the dragon! It is said that the dragon is very big, as if It is 2000 meters long! It is a pity that I died when I was born, and I have been dead for a long time. In this case, the logic makes sense. King Arthur governed the country and ruled the island, which is equivalent to driving this dragon, so the dragon It can be used as a Noble Phantasm! It’s amazing!”

"However, the real bird, the flying dragon in the sky, has nothing to do with Albion, its aura is completely different." Saber's brows frowned even deeper.In other words, it showed a frowning movement: "The aura of that flying dragon is very evil, wrapped in darkness, with the aura of ashes. Compared with the degraded descendants of the dragon species, it is more like a demon transformed from an abyss worm."

"That's right?" Saber stared at me unexpectedly. "That flying dragon has something to do with the father, but it was actually summoned by the master of the father."

"...Master of Father Matori's...?" Saber's brows were furrowed even tighter.

These are key pieces of information, but unexpectedly, I didn't want to say anything, I just wanted to quickly get the topic out of the way.

Now, Saber's impression of her father should be very good, it belongs to the sympathy between King Arthur.But if she knew that her father fell in love with a creation of an evil god, and even fought for the Holy Grail for her, instead of thinking about continuing the work of 20 years ago and completely dismantling the polluted Holy Grail—what would Saber think?Will it directly turn from admiration to hatred?

After expressing my wish, I no longer ["

So I have to organize my thoughts carefully, and use as accurate sentences as possible to explain things clearly...

Yet my thinking was taken for silence. Saber thought I didn't want to say it, so she became dissatisfied—although her voice didn't sound like any dissatisfaction.

"Matou, the Holy Grail War is definitely a war. The Holy Grail War is limited to the battle between individuals, so the master and the servant are an alliance based on a contract and an oath. In a war, mutual trust between alliances is very important. Important. If there is a breakdown in communication and communication that leaves one party with insufficient intelligence, the results will be disastrous."

"I know, I know it all... It's just that it's not appropriate to say it here..."

"Matori, I'm not accusing you of refusing to share information, but to remind you that you should reduce such behavior as much as possible in the future. Since Matoori's father loves Matoori so deeply, he will not take hostile actions until the end of the Holy Grail War. We have sufficient time and reason to negotiate with or exchange information with them. However, when dealing with other groups, even people whom Makoto knows, we should be cautious and share information with me as much as possible.”

The tone was almost exactly the same as that of his father.It's just that the words are more direct, not as euphemistic as the father.

I raised my eyebrows, and said half-jokingly: "Why do you like preaching so much, Saber? Of course I understand this, and it's not that I haven't fought in battle. It's just that this matter is very complicated, and I can't explain it in a few words... How about it, When I get to the hotel, I'll take some time to write you a detailed article on my laptop, and you can read it carefully, right?"

Saber froze, she was indeed looking at me, but her gaze was on another person.

——It should be her child, Mordred on her side, right?Apart from this, there is no other possibility.

However, Saber's eyes immediately focused on me again.Her eyes also became very strange, seeming a little forbearing, a little pity, even... er, pain?I don't understand, I don't think I have anything to be pitiful about.

"...I made a slip of the tongue, Makoto." The original high voice also became low.

"It's okay, you care about me too. Don't take it too seriously..." I said casually, "Actually, I don't know many people. My father and I have only been in this era for more than ten days. Saber has The modern knowledge given by the Holy Grail, right? I don’t have this advantage, and I learned many things from scratch. Fortunately, there was nothing to do in those ten days, so I learned pretty quickly.”

"...Sorry." I could feel that Saber was apologizing for her misjudgment. I'm afraid she thought I would never tell about the witch.

"Give me some time first, Saber. That article is very difficult to write, and I may have to revise it repeatedly. I may not be able to finish it tonight, and it may take until tomorrow—maybe the day after tomorrow. Anyway, don't worry, I will definitely be able to write it." from."

Saber didn't continue to speak.She kept frowning, as if she was thinking, but also as if she was enduring.

The forbearance, pity and pain in those emerald green pupils seemed to have deepened a lot.

I didn't ask, and I wasn't in a hurry, I just walked on the street at sunset, waiting for the moment when Saber said it herself.

——Saber is King Arthur, the same king as her father.It is only because of the status of master and servant that was forcibly given by the Holy Grail War, and based on the morality and etiquette of chivalry, that I am treated as an object of protection.I'm not stupid enough to treat her as a familiar like ordinary magicians, use her at will, and even insult her wantonly. That kind of behavior is almost courting death.

As long as she thinks clearly and finds the right time, she will definitely tell me what she is thinking now.

After circling a few times, the father who was driving the flying dragon went back.Saber and I also arrived at the hotel soon.

This is a cheap hotel, built many years ago, even the walls are slightly yellowed.Correspondingly, the room is also very small, with two beds taking up most of the space.The bathroom is even smaller, almost crowded together, but there is a small bathtub inside that can allow an adult to curl up and soak in it - Japan is a country that has a special obsession with taking a bath.

None of this is a big deal.The toilet is the latest automatic toilet, and the air conditioner is also an inverter air conditioner with very low noise.As long as these two points are enough, at least the level above the passing grade.

Saber has no problem with the room.They are all people who have marched and fought. They have been in tents smaller than this one, and they are not without food and shelter.Since it is at war, the environment is already quite good, there is nothing to complain about.

Turn on the TV, switch to Fuyuki's local channel, I took out the laptop from the suitcase, plugged in a mobile data card similar to a USB flash drive, and typed on the keyboard with both hands—not writing Saber's explanation article, but It was by email to report his father's safety, and explain his general situation by the way.

The evening news was broadcasting on the TV, saying that there were cases of missing pedestrians recently, all in the middle of the night, and most of the missing people were homeless tramps.In the video report, there is a video from a street camera, and it can be vaguely seen that the perpetrator is a tall and thin man in a suit and leather shoes.The host also reminded residents not to move around after nightfall, and to stay at home as much as possible if possible.

Probably for this reason, there are not many people on the streets of Miyama Town.On the contrary, in Xindu across the river, there is still a continuous flow of cars and people, and occasionally the huge sirens of ships in the port can be heard.

As for the reason, don't even think about it, there must be a magician doing something.

There is a high probability that there is not enough magic power, and I want to extract magic power from the homeless to ensure that the supply of servants is normal.Although the magic power consumed by the servants is mainly provided by the Holy Grail, the magic power consumed to maintain the contract must be provided by the magician himself.For some rookie magicians, just doing this is already beyond the scope of their own abilities. Before the vitality is drained, they must find a way to replenish it.

After writing the email and clicking send, I stretched and lay sideways on the bed.

Saber was still sitting by the bed, wearing that fluffy blue dress.The brilliance of the setting sun sprinkled on her body and fell in her eyes, shining like gems.Here, the seemingly frail but incomparably strong temperament is also highlighted, and there is a kind of TV drama heroine, which makes people feel affectionate.

I don't have a huge vocabulary and just have a "she's really pretty" evaluation in my head.

However, she still frowned tightly, thinking about how to express her mind in the correct language—exactly the same as me.

But I am different from her after all.My father has an incredible amount of knowledge. Before she went to fall from the horse, she once taught me a high-level skill as a king-how to guide people who are poor in words to correctly speak out the true thoughts in their hearts.I only came into contact with some basic theories, but I haven't had time to practice.Unexpectedly, it can be used here today.