Starting from wandering with the Westwarder

As long as he still exists in this sky garden, nothing will happen to Shiro!

Semiramis was convinced of this and once again transformed his body into a spirit son and left.

"Tsk!" He chopped the attacking Dragon Tooth Soldier into pieces with one kick, and Mordred spat disdainfully, "These things are really weak, but they cling to them like ants, which makes people look at them. Upset.”

"Saber, be careful, the red side's Berserker is about to meet us." Joan suddenly turned her head and glanced at the forest next to her, and then reminded, "Although he seems to have changed his camp and become a servant of the black side, but not The stability is very serious...ah?"

"Ah? What's wrong?" Seeing Joan's sudden change in tone, Mordred looked at her in confusion and asked.

"It seems that the master of Berserker on the red side was replaced by Caster on the black side. Then just now, Caster on the black side retired. Now the Berserker on the red side is at the end of his game and will return to his seat soon." Joan of Arc. He tilted his head with a troubled expression and replied.

"Huh? In other words, that guy is about to be finished?" Mordred said, "There is still such a thing" on his face, "Then just ignore him."

"Well, that's it." Joan of Arc chose to give up thinking.

Anyway, Chu Temple must have been involved behind this seemingly weird thing.

After all, even the location of the Great Holy Grail has been moved several hundred meters away inexplicably.

"Sneeze——!" Chu Si couldn't help but sneeze in the RV.

"...For that Ruler, camp switching is already commonplace, so Berserker's behavior is no longer strange?" Seeing that Joan of Arc and Mordred were still aiming straight into the air. When the courtyard came, Shakespeare tilted his head in confusion.

He had already heard about Archer defecting to the Ruler camp.

In addition, even Saber has become Ruler's ally...

Shakespeare suddenly felt that in this Holy Grail War, the one who broke the rules the most was her Ruler!

It should be said that she deserves to be a witch!

"Sure enough, I should present a stage play carefully produced by Shakespeare to my dear Miss Witch." Shakespeare's smile gradually became abnormal.

"But before that, we have to drive away the troublesome Saber from Ruler."

"Rebellious Knight of the Round Table, let me have a taste of what it feels like to be a king!"

Chapter 49 Mordred: Morgan’s Counterattack ([-])

"Man's life is but a shadow moving forward hesitantly, but a sad actor." The book in Shakespeare's hand turned quickly, and the pages also broke away from the book and began to fly around Shakespeare in the air, and then followed Shakespeare's fingers To Mordred, the pages of the book rushed toward the target like mosquitoes, "When it's my turn to appear, I just raise my head on the stage and scream!"

"Come on! It's opening! Sit down and don't smoke! Photography is strictly prohibited! The whole world is my stage, and the moment of the show has arrived! There should be thunderous applause (First Folio) here -!"

In order to effectively trap Saber, who has the ability to resist magic, in the Noble Phantasm, Shakespeare specifically used 'singing' to strengthen the Noble Phantasm.

"Ah? What? Is it Caster's trick or something?" Looking at the pile of papers that suddenly surrounded him, Mordred frowned and began to accumulate magic power, intending to use magic power to release these. People feel extremely bad about paper shredding.

However, the next moment, the paper suddenly accelerated and rotated, blocking Mordred's entire sight.

"It's so annoying!" The blood-red magic power began to appear around Mordred like lightning, and dispersed in all directions with her roar.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I almost forgot that you are still here, Jeanne..." After the magic was released, and the surrounding obstructions dispersed, the scene before Mordred's eyes made her speechless for a moment.

From all directions came the sounds of swords and armor clashing, as well as the roars of the dying and brave warriors.

This is definitely not the sound of a battle between dragon tooth soldiers, androids, and golems.

And this hill is no longer the hill outside Yggdomirenia Castle.

The blood sprinkled everywhere, the familiar armor covered with mud and blood clots, all illustrate a fact.

This was the last time she entered the battlefield before her death.

It was called Gladiolus Hill, and for her, it was a cursed place that she would never go to again.

Swish!

For a moment, he heard the sound of a sword cutting through the air, causing Mordred to reflexively raise his sword to block, and then knocked the opponent away with a backhand sweep.

But looking at the armor belonging to the 'King Protector Faction' and feeling the power that was too much, a ferocious smile of extreme anger appeared on Mordred's face under the mask.

"I thought I was dreaming back to Gladiolus Hill, but it turned out to be your crappy stage play, Caster!"

Even if they are not their opponents, the king's soldiers are definitely not that weak!

Looking at the dozens of 'soldiers' from the 'King Protector Faction' who suddenly appeared around him, Mordred once again used his magic power to shoot towards those 'soldiers' as a basic skill.

"Just dragon tooth soldiers!"

"This is really a heartbreaking scene... isn't it? Mordred." A cold voice suddenly sounded from behind Mordred.

When Mordred heard this voice, it was as if he realized that there was something behind him that he could never face, and he jumped up suddenly, far away from her.

The black dress, the long silver-gray hair, and the black veil hiding the seductive and cold face behind it.

After seeing that figure clearly, Mordred's hand holding the sword was trembling.

"M-Gan——" Mordred behind the mask almost broke his teeth.

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"Huh?" Beside the RV, Artoria, who was observing the battlefield with her own eyesight, suddenly frowned and looked in the direction of Mordred, "Is this feeling...is it you?"

In the RV, Chu Si also suddenly felt a feeling of panic.

"What the hell? What's going on?" Chu Si stood up uneasily and paced back and forth anxiously, "Did I overlook something? Why did a feeling of impending disaster suddenly emerge?"

Some people are confused, but there are heroic spirits who are even more confused.

Shakespeare looked at himself in astonishment as he was suddenly about to be squeezed dry, and then he turned around in a panic and was about to run away.

Although I don’t know what happened, my Noble Phantasm seems to be out of control!

The ownership of the Noble Phantasm was forcibly transferred away, and even his own magic power was about to be forcibly drained by the other party.

He originally planned to use the remaining magic power that trapped Saber to set a stage for Jeanne.

Let alone setting up the stage now, if he doesn't go back quickly, he will become the first servant to leave in disgrace because the magic power to maintain his existence has been drained away without being replenished!

On the tower at the end, Merlin also covered his face with despair.

"That idiot Caster's name is Shakespeare, right! Has he forgotten the one who has an irreversible karmic relationship with Mordred? Or has this idiot never read the storybook related to "The Legend of King Arthur"? He Don’t you know that using the Noble Phantasm that ‘recalls time’ can very likely attract the most troublesome magician in Mordred’s memory?”

"Although I consider myself a troublesome magician, compared to that guy, I am as innocent and friendly as the big brother next door!"

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"You are a fake! That Caster guy created a fake with his ability! That's right!" Although he sensed the truth through intuition, Mordred still wanted to deceive himself in the end.

"Oh, that's so rude. I don't remember raising you to be such a disrespectful child who even said bad words to your own mother. Mordred——"

Behind the black veil, Morgan's flawless chin moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth gradually outlined an arc that made Mordred feel as if there were insects gnawing at his heart.

"Are you kidding me? Why would you..." No longer able to deceive himself, Mordred bit his lip and shouted angrily.

"If you want to ask why...it's probably because there was an ignorant magician who was stupid enough to want to look back on your memory, and it caught my attention." Morgan shrugged his shoulders and said, "I didn't even expect that there was anything else." This operation' looks like.

"Since someone dares to do this, I will naturally follow the trend." Morgan said with a smiling voice, "Mom, I am this kind of person, you don't know it."

"Shut up! You vicious woman!" Mordred couldn't help but take a half step back.

She wanted to strike with a sword, but the fear of the woman in front of her engraved in her DNA prevented her from doing such a thing.

Unless you are blinded by anger.

'When I'm extremely angry, I can rush over and chop at random. '

"Huh?" Morgan's voice was a little colder.

Mordred was so startled that the hair on his back quivered.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa else"""""Morgan""Yang", suddenly smiling again,""I haven't noticed it just now, there is a familiar atmosphere outside...Is it King Arthur? No, he has a strong divinity, but he is not adapted to Britain... Could it be ...Puff puff puff - it's so funny! Is it actually King Arthur after the holy spear took over his body? I really want to see what kind of expression that face will look like now."

"Then there was another familiar scent...although it was already very faint. It was that clumsy kid Gareth." Morgan's face became a little more sentimental.

Although the child Gareth also turned his back on her, she was the only one among the children who would not point a weapon at her when she appeared.

But the ill-behaved and clumsy child also left.

Mordred stared at Morgan in fear.

Even in this place where I don't know if it is an inherent barrier, I can still sense the presence of Artoria and Chuji.

It was even more so that Gareth's presence was sensed in the power that was so thin that one could simply ignore it.

The terrifying nature of this woman, Morgan, once again exceeded Mordred's expectations.

"However, you have been standing still since the beginning." Morgan turned his head and turned his head back to Mordred, "I am waiting to return to my full glory, what are you waiting for?"

"Damn it——!" Mordred was startled, and then he released violent lightning all over his body and slashed at Morgan.

The body shift was so fast that Mordred couldn't even cut her phantom, and the lightning around him didn't even reach the side.

Although it was just a random magic by Morgan, it already showed how deep she knew Mordred.

With continuous chops and unsightly foot movements, Mordred used almost all the means at his disposal, but he couldn't touch the opponent at all.

As for the Liberation Phantasm...she didn't dare.

Because Jeanne was still nearby, she couldn't guarantee that if she released the Noble Phantasm, all the harm would be transferred to Jeanne from the evil-hearted and vicious woman in front of her.

"Hmm... It's not good to keep waving in vain like this." Morgan looked at the corpses around him, and a wicked smile appeared under his veil, "Just use the waste a little bit."

Morgan slowly raised one of his hands and tapped his fingers lightly.

The corpses that originally fell on the Gladiolus Hill in various postures turned out to be corpses in an instant.

All kinds of resentments surfaced on hundreds of corpses.

"Well, let's borrow a little bit from the harvest of the master who is washing away the resentment of evil spirits not far away. Then go and thank that master."

"Muhehehe——"

A childish laughter that made one's head hurt suddenly came from the corpse.

"Play with me!" A soldier waved the sword in his hand and took the initiative to attack Mordred.

"You guy! You can't do it!" Mordred understood the situation in an instant.

The vicious woman in front of me actually took away the resentful spirits of hundreds of children from Sanzang's temple who had not yet washed away their sins and reincarnated!

And he manipulated the resentful spirits of those children like puppets!

Anger instantly overwhelmed Mordred's mind.

"This is right." Morgan's evil smile appeared behind the black veil, and Mordred was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

However, her attack was restrained.

After seeing Jack the Ripper and the scene where Sanzang washed away his sins, plus Chuji's garrulous theory that "killing magicians is not about killing, but about benefiting the people", she could no longer think about these things. The resentful spirit took action.

"Damn bastard! If I quit here, if we meet again in the future, I will kick your ass hard!" Mordred began to focus on blocking.

In addition, the armor blocked her damage, so she was in a stalemate with hundreds of 'Wraith Soldiers'.

"My heart has softened, and I am not as cruel as before." Morgan was still very interested in this change of Mordred, "It seems that you have met a master who is quite satisfactory... Or should I say , are you a little overjoyed to see your father and sisters after a long absence?"

"Go to hell! You bitch!" Mordred took the time to raise his middle finger at Morgan.

The corners of Morgan's mouth began to twitch.

"Has the rebellious knight begun to turn into a bad girl? Should I bite a handkerchief at this time and say with a sad face, 'You kid was never like this before'?"

White light suddenly appeared on the hills after dusk.

"Huh?" Mordred's eyes caught this light.

"Tsk, the stinky woman who really disturbed our mother-daughter talk is about to appear." Morgan said with full of malice.

"Sure enough, it must be Joan of Arc!" Without saying a word, Mordred rushed towards the white light.

The next moment, the scene around him collapsed.

Mordred returned from Gladiolus Hill to the hills outside Yggdomirenia Castle.

At this moment, Joan of Arc was looking at him with a worried expression.

"Are you okay? Saber, you've been in a daze since the beginning."

"Tsk, to be honest, it's not very good." Mordred frowned and looked around and added, "Have I been hit by Caster's Noble Phantasm before?"

Jeanne nodded.

"That idiot did a big stupid thing. If nothing else happens, the biggest surprise in this Holy Grail War, besides my father and the others, is about to happen." Mordred's tone was full of displeasure.