Xingyue: I am Assassin

Mo Shuying bowed slightly to pay tribute, since she can communicate, it is natural to be courteous first and then soldier.

"Humph."

Hei Qiandai just snorted, obviously not paying attention to Mo Shuying's respect.

"My lord, didn't you have any mission when you were called?"

Mo Shuying asked.

Hei Qiandai shook his head slightly.

"No, there was a voice that wanted to say something to the king, but halfway through the speech, there was a scream. It should be the person who summoned the king, but now there is no response. He should have been killed .”

That is to say, the black spear that should have been endowed with the will to go berserk and destroy the world!Still a pure child now!

"That's it... Then we have no reason to fight, Wang, can you put away your weapons? Let's go down and have a good chat."

Mo Shuying dispelled the preparations on her body, reached out and patted Little Sunny on the shoulder, and Little Sunny put away his fighting spirit knowingly, and retreated behind Mo Shuying.

"Chat?"

Hei Qiandai was a little hesitant. She looked into Mo Shuying's eyes, but she couldn't see any hypocrisy. Mo Shuying in front of her really had no hostility or fighting intentions.

"Okay, this king can give you the gift of communicating with this king."

Hei Qiang said arrogantly, Mo Shuying laughed after hearing this, and if he can talk, then there is no problem.

......

Then, the three fell back inside.

At this time, Fujimaru Tachika and the others had already stepped out of the ground and walked towards this side.

Hei Qiandai turned over and dismounted, and the Holy Lance was stuck on Lu Murui's side. Mo Shuying couldn't help but look at Hei Qiandai a few more times. He had no choice. Stay, it's amazing, Little Sun did a great job!

Mo Shuying turned around and gave Little Sun a thumbs up, but Little Sun was confused.

"Father..."

Mordred had been standing below, and when he saw the three of them landed, he hesitated for a while and walked over, shouting.

"... Mordred?"

Hei Qiang stared blankly at Mordred, without any disturbance in her eyes. Strictly speaking, she was not the real Arturia. She might have the same body, but she was another person consciously.

"Yes father..."

Mordred replied, and then he didn't know what to say. She once wanted to rebel against her father, but she gave up long ago in the world of Fuyuki City last time. She has also been recognized by Artoria , It's just... She now has more complex emotions after seeing this holy gun. After all, this is the holy gun that killed herself.

But then.

"So you are here too. You are not guarding the holy capital. What are you doing here? Oh... I understand, is it the same as this king? Just another manifestation of my own power? If you say this... Could it be Is the current king a fake?"

Hei Qiandai suddenly realized a problem. Mordred should still be in the holy capital, but she appeared here, and she herself did the same.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for the Lion King to leave the holy capital and come here, which means...

she is fake?

Chapter 198 Three Days of Guardian King

Hei Qiangdai couldn't accept this theory, she looked at her hand, the black gauntlet was indeed different from her original shining figure.

For a moment, the breath of Hei Qiang's dullness changed a little, and the black breath permeated, which seemed to make her spirit a little confused.

"Please calm down, king."

Mo Shuying spoke suddenly, interrupting Hei Gundai's blackening, it was hard to deceive... Persuading him to come down and talk, there is no need to fight, how can he go berserk again?

"Ok?"

Hei Qiang stared blankly at Mo Shuying and said.

"You still call me the king?"

"Of course, because you are indeed the king, there is no doubt about it."

Mo Shuying nodded and said, he suddenly looked at Mordred.

"Xiao Mo, tell me, is this existence a king?"

"Ah? Hmm? Eh... Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm)!Of course! I will never forget the heroic appearance of my father."

Mordred almost didn't catch it, and nodded quickly after reflecting for a while.

"You mean that this king is not a hypocrite, but a real king?"

Hei Qiandai put his hand on his chest, feeling the beating of his chest, it was an extremely real feeling.

"Naturally! King, please don't be confused. Even if you see other selves one day, whether it's the one with a sword, the one with a water gun, the one with a pistol, one with a holy gun, one with a mop, or even one who deals cards and wears a bunny girl costume, don't Doubt yourself, you are yourself, the king holding the holy spear."

Mo Shuying talked a lot, and he himself admired his eloquence a little bit.

And Hei Qiandai opened his mouth slightly, although it was a little strange why there were so many strange selves, but Mo Shuying's words made her recognize her own existence.

Yes, existence is reasonable, she is her, even if one day she meets that pure white self, so what, if there is such a day, she will give it a try, who is more majestic.

"Huh∽Very good, what you said really touched my heart, yes, Mordred, what are you doing here?"

Hei Qiandai looked at Mordred with a happy face.

Xiao Mo was taken aback for a moment, and then responded quickly.

"It should... be summoned to save the world..."

Mordred said with a little confidence.

"What was the result?"

"It should be... done..."

Mordred stared at Hei Qiang in a daze, secretly thinking that the last boss is you.

"That's right, Mordred is doing beautifully, and he has lived up to the name of the knights of the round table. As the prince of this king, you are already very qualified."

Hei Qiandai was in a happy mood, so what he said was a bit of a compliment.

Mordred's eyes brightened when he heard this, and he...has been recognized by another father!