Rubbish protagonist, I can do it too!

always like this.

"father····"

She was speechless, and in front of her was the figure she had followed, the existence she dreamed of meeting.

She had mixed feelings in her heart. She thought she was fearless, but now she was like a child who made mistakes and didn't want to meet her. The joy of reunion was mixed with guilt and unexplainable hatred, and she stood there at a loss.

Saber on the red side was very grateful that this armor covered her embarrassed posture.

In the end, Saber on the red side slowly called out the name of the person in front of him: "Knight King."

Compared to Saber on the red side who was strongly shaken, Saber's face was much calmer, and she recognized her identity when she saw this armor, and said calmly: "Mr. Mordred, it is also a wonderful fate to meet here."

Only this sentence when we meet again?Just this sentence?Why this sentence?

Mordred clenched the king's sword angrily, but she didn't even understand the reason for her anger.

"I..." Mordred wanted to say something, but his voice was stuck in his throat.

After a long silence, she stood up, raised her king sword, pointed at Saber and declared war loudly: "It is indeed a wonderful fate, the regret of the Jianlan battle will end here!"

"For me, that battle is over long ago, and now I fight with Saber on the black side."

"It doesn't matter!"

The figures of the two disappeared at the same time, rushing towards each other, twisting their postures, and brandishing sharp swords.

Keng!Keng!Keng!

The sword blades collided with a crisp sound of gold and iron. Saber was repelled by the huge force and separated. The Wind King's barrier surrounding the holy sword swayed away in several fierce collisions, revealing the prototype of the golden holy sword.

Saber didn't dare to be careless. The enemy was one of the Knights of the Round Table, and he was very familiar with the Sword of Victory. The Wind King's barrier lost its meaning of hiding the holy sword.

Holding their breath and concentrating, their green eyes stared at the familiar figure in front of them, measuring the distance. Each of them knew the other's swordsmanship well.

Taking a step forward, Saber swung the holy sword horizontally, the storm tore through the air, and collided with the tainted and brilliant king sword in Mordred's hand, a burst of sparks burst, and the turbulent air lifted Saber's sea.

Slightly less power, slightly higher speed.

The holy sword was shaken away, Saber's green pupils showed a clear color, the dragon's heart beat violently, activated the dragon factor in the body, the magic power was released, and powerful magic power flowed in the body while breathing, the radiance of the holy sword faintly broke through the wind king knot border blockade.

Afterwards, in just a few seconds, Holy Sword and Wang Jian clashed hundreds of times.

Keng!Keng!Keng!Keng!Keng!Keng!Keng!Keng!Keng!

cut!hack!pick!sweep!

The Holy Sword offensive surged toward Mordred one after another like a tide, forcing him to retreat and drowning him. The sound of gold and iron connected together, and the bricks and stones of the street burst into dense network-like cracks.

hateful!hateful!hateful!Why!Why can't you win!

Mordred swung his king sword vigorously to fight back, with a hideous expression under his covered helmet.

Trance returned to the Battle of Jianlan, when he challenged the King of Knights as a rebellious knight, but he was also powerless against the King of Knights.

The Knights of the Round Table only have the King Chef and the twisted King Chef.

For Mo Zai, a child in the second grade, I can understand her mentality.

But the mistakes she made cannot be undone.

As for the question about the main character changing his body, the main character pinched the body himself, and basically won't change it.

Chapter 154 The King Chef and the Twisted King Chef

It shouldn't be!

Mordred roared inwardly, and the majestic magic power in his body surged and poured into the King Sword, but was firmly suppressed by the Holy Sword during the confrontation.

The king's blood flowed in her body, and in order to defeat the knight king, she stole the brilliant king's sword from the king's treasury, which was said to be comparable to the sword of the sworn victory.

Why are you still being suppressed! ?

boom!

The king sword was shaken away, and Mordred barely turned his body to control his balance, staggered the edge of the holy sword, and stabbed the king sword as a long spear.

"Innocent!"

Saber whispered softly, and her combat intuition predicted Mordred's movements. Her attacks were full of impetuosity, and she had always been like this. She fought with beast-like instincts and powerful strength, without thinking about the enemy's next move, facing weak enemies. It is indeed easier to win. Facing enemies of the same level or even stronger than her, her swordsmanship is full of flaws, and there is no way out.

Saber leaned low to avoid the stabbing sharp sword, the holy sword was raised from bottom to top, the explosive force was thrown up along with the bricks and mud, blocking Mordred's sight.

Oops!

Mordred gritted his teeth, and Wang Jian was thrown away. The door of his body was wide open, and he released his magic power to infuse his legs to dodge backward.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

Saber had expected it a long time ago, holding the holy sword and sprinting to follow, dragging the invisible sword to destroy the street, raising dust, swinging the holy sword at a dizzying speed, aiming at the vital point.

Keng!Keng!

After the short metal cry, Mordred, who couldn't cope, was swept away by the holy sword, blood dripped from her armor, and a wound of about ten centimeters was cut on her chest by the holy sword.

Saber stopped walking, stared at Mordred, and said softly: "Sir Mordred, you are hesitant about your sword. Now you are the master of it. If you still hate me and want to take off my head, now is the time." It’s the perfect time.”

"I know this kind of thing without you telling me!" Mordred growled irritably. He stood up with his sword and his injuries were healed by the magic support from the Master.

Mordred held the king sword tightly and faced Sabser, the bright red cursed magic overflowed and filled the armor.

"Knight King, why do you want to participate in the Holy Grail War, what wish do you have for the Holy Grail?"

"Something trivial."

Mordred sneered: "Hey, King of Knights, you didn't lie before and participated in the Holy Grail War for trivial things? What a funny joke, are you resenting me! I destroyed Britain! Destroyed you ideal! Trampling the round table!"

Saber shook her head: "Mr. Mordred, since you have become a heroic spirit, you should know that these things are meaningless to a heroic spirit."

Mordred pointed his sword at Saber, and growled: "Meaningless? What I have done is only worth your meaningless words? Are you kidding me! Haha~ I almost forgot, King of Knights, you have always been This is the case, unreasonable rationality, unreasonable justice, even if the most precious thing is destroyed, all you can do is forgive."

"What's wrong with that?"

"No, there's nothing wrong. No wonder Lancelot became like that. Since you can be king, so can I!"

Saber calmly said: "I have already said that you are not qualified to be a king."

"Qualification? That kind of thing is proved by strength. If I beat you, I have the qualification to become king."

"You are right, but this is just the way of war, and it is definitely not what a knight should think."

"What's the difference?" Mordred asked disdainfully.

"I once met an opponent. His name was Iskandar the Conqueror. The ideas you uphold are similar to his. Although we cannot agree with each other's path, we have seen the bond between him and his subjects. The constructed world is something I envy but cannot obtain, and I have to admit his status as king."

Mordred's eyes lit up, and he shouted excitedly: "Since this is the case!"

"You are different from him, Sir Mordred, there is only one reason why I reject you, you are not qualified to be king."

That’s it again!The same reason again!

Under the helmet, Mordred was about to burst into tears, and the memory of being rejected once again used his heart, and the despair at that time turned into a burning fire of anger.

"Hahahahahahahaha, King of Knights, have you forgotten how you died? The qualifications of the king? Obviously suffered so many betrayals, qualifications!? Well said, then you go to die, If you step on the king's corpse, those noisy guys will shut up too."

boom!

Mordred, whose body was entwined with magic power, struck out first, with stronger power and more violent sword momentum.

······

Another street, surprisingly quiet.

Hall stood on the roof of the building and examined the dead man's finger in his hand. The magic eye analyzed its magic properties and asked with a smile: "A curse bullet made from a dead man's finger. I see, that's a good magic idea. My name is Hall. What about you?" "

On the street below, Mordred's master looked up at Hall and forced a smile: "After all, I am a necromancer. I am honored to meet you. My name is Lion Jie Jieli, and you are the master of Black's servants. ?”

Damn!

Lion Jie Jieli cursed secretly. The curse bullet he fired with the magic ritual was easily blocked by Hall. The moment he saw Hall, Lion Jie Jieli knew that he had no chance of winning. The gap between their specifications was too big. Lion Jie Jieli had no doubt that as long as Hall was willing, his body could be evaporated in less than a second.

He is not a person who will fight against the enemy, unless the opponent is far stronger than him.

"Yes." Hall smiled heartily.

"Why don't you kill me."

"Why did you want to kill you?"

nonsense!

Shishi Jiejie swallowed his words, reorganized his words in consideration of his situation, and put it in a more polite way: "I am the master of the red side, if you kill me, the servants will also leave."

"You are not a threat in my eyes, and there is no point in killing you. Besides, my followers also want to resume their former comrades-in-arms friendship."

Friendship?

Shi Jiejie was taken aback for a moment, his servant was the rebellious knight Mordred, and his comrades were only the Knights of the Round Table.

"Just like you think, my servant is one of the Knights of the Round Table, the King of Knights."

Lion Jie Jieli laughed dryly: "Uh... isn't this a pretty bad goodbye."

King Arthur and the rebellious knights who led to the destruction of Britain...

"But it's very interesting. By the way, although I won't kill you for the time being, considering that you are the master of the red party, as the price for releasing you, you need to provide useful information in exchange for freedom, such as the identity of the servant summoned by the red party. "

After hesitating for a while, Lion Jie Jieli resolutely chose to betray his companion, stretched out three fingers and said, "I've only seen three, but none of them know their real names."

"Tell me about their features."

"Assassin, a woman wearing an exaggerated black dress, with long black hair, ears with elf features, and a beautiful appearance."

Well, Assyrian Empress Semiramis, as expected.

"Archer, also a woman with long black hair, wears very little clothes, and carries a thing that looks like a treasure, golden blue, very large, looks like a giant bow without a bow string, it is said that she The master seems to be one of the three masters who once built the Holy Grail system."

The information is a bit vague, but when Lion Jie Jieli said that the master is one of the three masters, Hall guessed it was Ishtar.

"Caster, a blue-haired man with a wooden staff. Judging from the pattern of his clothes, he should be a servant of the Celtic god."

As for the male Caster holding a wooden staff, Cu Chulainn was the only one who met the requirements.

Hall's expression was strange. What a coincidence. Speaking of which, he and Cu Chulainn were now brothers in the same discipline.

Chapter 155 The Moon Walks the Four Heavenly Kings

Lion Jieli and Mordred are considered to be one of Hall's favorite combinations in the world of "Fate/Apocrypha", quite a bit of father-daughter flavor.

Of course, this does not constitute a reason for Hall to let him go. They played a positive role in the original work. In the unresolved state, killing them rashly is not sure what the consequences will be.

The bigger reason for letting go of the lion robbery is probably because Hall couldn't bear to disturb the "father-son reunion" between Saber and Mordred.

Either way, the scene is fun and entertaining.

"Don't die too fast, master of the red side."

After collecting the information, Hall smiled and said hello to Shijie Jieli before leaving.

"Whoo~"

Lion Jie Jieli watched Hall's figure disappear, exhaled foul breath, took off his sunglasses with his right hand, wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, and muttered: "So he really let me go so easily, isn't he the master of the black side? Why is he so Do, and the aura on his body... is not so much a Master, but a Servant."

Shizi Jieli took out a cigarette from his pocket tremblingly, leaned against the wall, lit it up, and took a deep sip: "I will definitely ask that guy for additional compensation after the work is completed."

The servants of the three knights are very important in the Holy Grail War, and the battle between the camps is affected by the Holy Grail system. Even if it is a temptation, it is impossible for the red side to let Mordred break in alone. Black's hinterland.

Hall felt the breath of No.2 Red Servant.

The body landed on the roof of a building, overlooking the dark figure in the street below.

"what?"

Like Mordred, the whole body is covered by armor, which is dark and dull, but not bulky. The slits of the armor are filled with black mist. The closed helmet is tied with a blue ribbon, which is elegant and agile. There is a V-shaped crack on the face of the armor. There is a faint red light.

The dark knight's armor is entwined with the aura of chaos and rage, and Hall's master's authority cannot see through his attribute values.

Although he couldn't get any information from him, Hall was very clear about his identity, Lancelot who should have been summoned with the rank of Berserker in the Fourth Holy Grail War.

"One of the four heavenly kings of the Xingyue world, haha, this knight of the round table is full of two or five boys." Hall's mouth curled into a weird smile, and he didn't dare to underestimate Berserker in front of him at all.

Regardless of the issue of compatibility, in terms of Noble Phantasm and panel ability, Lancelot can rival Hercules of the Berserker class, standing at the top of the first-class Servants.

Possesses two treasures of A++ level [Undestroyed Lake Light] and [Knight Is Undead With Unarmed], strength value A, agility value A+, durability value A, a typical opening panel.