The Undying Death Knight failed to achieve the ending of the Heroic Spirit

——It feels like, if it wasn’t for the need to control Vortigern, and if Teacher Merlin could learn some assassination techniques, he could have sneaked into Britain alone and assassinated Morgan.

"Teacher Merlin said that Morgan wanted the holy sword and scabbard to remove Vortigern's curse." Artoria said: "So, he hid my sword in..."

"understood."

Menechel interrupted Altria and said, "In that case, it would be best if only you knew the hiding place."

Why can't I write something that satisfies me recently?

357. Chapter 344 Look, this is your daughter

357.

2023-08-28

The discussion of strategy lasted until the next day, when a feasible strategy was drawn up. But Altria could not rest yet. Although the news of her appearance in the city center last night had spread, in order to prevent spies from infiltrating the rebels and assassinating King Arthur at night, the appearance was left to Kai.

If the task of deterrence and negotiation is given to Kai, then Knight Kai is capable of completing it excellently, but it is indeed a bit too much to ask Kai to boost morale.

So during the day, accompanied by Kai and Menechel, Altria, who had adjusted her clothes, paraded around the city.

Just one day had passed, and the morale in the city had noticeably improved. From the almost deathly silence yesterday, now there were finally some signs of a kingly army.

With the help of the king's power, Fujimaru Ritsuka also took the opportunity to explore the entire city inside and out, and the final result was not beyond her expectations.

"Sure enough, there are no usable spiritual veins here."

After the parade, Fujimaru Ritsuka returned to the temporary command center and spoke with regret. Although she was mentally prepared, her heart still became heavy when she found out that this abandoned city did not have the most important ground veins for summoning servants.

Her previous experience in Camelot Castle gave her an unprecedented sense of urgency, and she urged Fujimaru Ritsuka to quickly summon servants to fill the gap in combat power.

Kai closed the door to prevent anyone from hearing the conversation inside. He spoke to comfort her, "It's okay. This is just a temporary base. After we rest for a while, the king will take us to another city."

In today's Britain, there are countless abandoned cities like this small town. Except for the four fortresses and the cities within the radiation range of the fortresses, most other cities are in a state of abandonment.

Although the current stronghold was not far from Wangling, it was wishful thinking to rely on the current remnants of the defeated army to destroy the enemy camp in one fell swoop. The strategic plan proposed by King Arthur last night was to eat away the servants sent by Morgan one by one and absorb the defeated soldiers along the way to strengthen the army.

"Once the situation stabilizes, I will take you to Teacher Merlin's tower. You should be able to get anything related to magic there." Menechel also spoke at this time. He had a standard knight's sword on his waist to make up for the lack of his own weapon.

"Are you sure you won't get lost?" Kai asked doubtfully.

"Idiot! Don't you see how many times I've been to this place!"

Almost every other year, Menechel goes to Merlin's tower to receive meaningless treatment. Although it has no effect at all, Altria still writes letters every year to urge him to do so.

"Don't worry, future traveler." Artoria stood at the head of the square table with a regal demeanor. Looking at the two people accusing each other, she smiled a long-lost smile of reminiscence: "Menechel and Kai are both reliable knights."

Suddenly, Minachel's shoulder was hit by Kai.

"What?"

He spoke in a vicious tone, an obviously feigned vicious expression, but he didn't even have a chance to maintain it the next moment, and it instantly turned into astonishment.

A figure came out from behind the door and pounced on Minechel's calf as soon as he entered. After seeing the figure clearly, he suppressed his flying kick and let the little girl entangled on his legs.

"Menechel!"

It was a girl with a ponytail, who was only about six or seven years old. Even if she stood on tiptoe, she was only as tall as Menachere's knees. Following a voice with a strong sobbing tone, the girl raised her head, and her stubborn face was 90% similar to that of Altria.

——Mordred!

This little guy is actually Mordred?

Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes, who had originally had a gloomy look on his face, suddenly lit up.

'At this point in time, Mordred is still just a child! Moreover, not only Mordred, but the other Knights of the Round Table should still be young! In this case, I can definitely take a photo to record it! '

On the other side, Menechel wanted to pull his leg out, but he was afraid of hurting the girl so he didn't dare to use too much force. He gently shook his calf but failed to shake her off his leg.

"Do...what are you doing, Mordred! I'm not dead yet! There's no need for you to mourn for me!"

He lifted his legs, grabbed the back of Mordred's collar with one hand and pulled him down forcefully, then lifted the girl up so that she looked at him. At this moment, he noticed the traces of tears on Mordred's face. Her red eyes were not pretended to be pitiful as usual, and Menechel's tone softened accordingly.

"All right, Mordred."

"They all said that you can't come back..."

"Didn't I tell you that I was just going out for a trip? You don't believe me but believe others. I'm worried that you will be deceived and go astray in the future." Minechel gently pinched the soft flesh on Mordred's chubby cheek with one hand.

"But... Menechelle at that time was clearly lying. He even left a letter, which was a lie."

Minachell: "..."

This silly girl is usually carefree, but I didn't expect she knows a lot.

"What I say is what it is!" Menichel exerted force on his hands: "Also, don't call me by my name!"

"Dear Menechelle?"

"Who taught you that?" Menechel almost lost his grip on Mordred's collar.

"He's the uncle who always follows you, Menachere."

——Oh, it turns out that Mordred found the suicide note that Vrig wrote to his family.

When he entrusted Mordred to Knight Vrig before leaving, he also saw him writing a suicide note for his wife.

"Call me teacher!"

Then, Menechel could clearly feel that the sharp gaze fixed on him relaxed a little.

"Sir Menachere, when did you accept a disciple?"

Altria spoke at this time.

"Her?" Menechel put Mordred on the ground despite the girl's objection. He looked at Altria strangely and said in a matter-of-fact tone: "Teacher Merlin asked me to give her this. Isn't she your daughter?"

At first, Menechel was a little bit unconvinced, but as he grew older, Mordred's appearance became more and more similar to his father (? ) Altria.

Altria breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be just her child.

Altria's eyes widened as she suddenly realized what was happening.

"my daughter?"

She spoke woodenly.

Suddenly she reacted and became excited:

"Wait! Minachell, how can I have a child with someone else!?"

There was a strange light in Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes, and suddenly someone patted her shoulder. Looking up, she saw Kai, who was smiling mysteriously, making a gesture to silence her and pulling Fujimaru Ritsuka aside.

There was a problem with the time. It took a whole day from the time of escape to the time of arrival at the base. So, we escaped at night and arrived at the base at midnight. We did not arrive at the base before dawn that day.

(End of this chapter)

358. Chapter 345 Kai: Bring it up to me for a taste (310)

358.

2023-08-29

Compared to the rush of the past few days, today can be considered a relaxing day. In the night, Fujimaru Ritsuka received today's food - three potatoes that were simply cooked.

Chewing potatoes dryly, Fujimaru Ritsuka missed the cafeteria of Chaldea very much.

"Be patient. The military supplies in the city are not sufficient."

Kai did not go to get the potatoes. As a Servant, he had no need to eat.

There were no civilians in the city, but there were nearly a thousand knights, and more than two thousand guards and ordinary soldiers. However, with the whole of Britain caught up in the quagmire of war, and even Camelot falling, the rebels had no food supplies, and every bit of military rations had to be carefully managed.

Even the noble king could only eat dry food.

Altria glanced at Mordred, who was happily eating a potato, with concern, and frowned unconsciously.

She never thought that someone could eat potatoes so happily.

Altria felt that it was not real that a child suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Not only did she suddenly have a child, but she was also a father. Although Altria had long been accustomed to presenting herself as a man, that did not mean that Altria had already regarded herself as a man!

Looking at this magical creation that was nominally her child, Altria tore off a small piece from her already limited dry food and handed it to Mordred. Mordred's eyes visibly brightened: "Thank you... King! You are a good man!"

Apparently, when Mordred was held in someone's hand, she didn't listen carefully to what Menechel said, or she simply couldn't understand the meaning of the word "father".

After hearing Mordred address her, Altria's eyes became even more confused.

"No need to thank you."

She did not correct Mordred's address, and she did not know how to treat him. Just watching the little girl carefully holding the dry food she had just obtained, Altria seemed to see herself at that time.

But the girl in front of him was just an artificial human created by extracting her and Morgan's genes. Her growth cycle was short and her lifespan was also not long.

"You have created such a forbidden magical artifact, using living beings as weapons, Morgan, you are doomed."

Artoria closed her eyes in pain and was chewing some dry food. At this moment, the girl's energetic voice rang in her ears: "Menchel, Mordred! This is for you!"

Hearing the voice, Artoria couldn't help but look sideways, and saw Mordred handing out the dry food he had just received to Menechel, who was also biting a potato beside her, as if offering a treasure.

"Since the king gave it to you, you should eat it."

Menechel didn't answer it.

"But Menechel, don't you care about that...king?" Mordred tilted his head in confusion: "Don't you want her things?"

There was silence all around. Several knights who were on duty immediately quickened their pace for fear of hearing some secrets that they should not hear.

"You! What are you talking about!"

Menechel was the first to react. He almost snatched the dry food handed to him by Mordred, and carefully pinched it in his hand. He glanced at Mordred and cut the bread in half, handing the larger end to Mordred: "I appreciate your kindness, but Mordred, I remember I taught you not to talk while eating."

After giving the gift and receiving the hush money, Mordred immediately behaved well. She curled up her small body, and without Mordred's obstruction, Menechel faced Artoria.

He pursed his lips and put the small piece of bread in his mouth.

“It’s delicious,” he said. “Just like it was back then.”

"That's good." Altria also mechanically raised her hand and bit the bread stiffly.

——I’m nervous! Shouldn’t I be bolder now?

Fujimaru Ritsuka took a breath, and the originally dry potatoes didn't seem so unbearable.

The three people in front of him, three knights who should have fought each other in the correct history, miraculously achieved a dreamlike scene in the current singularity. Mordred sat quietly between the two people, and the two adults chatted with each other from time to time, just like an ordinary family of three in Britain.

"It's not simple." She heard Kai whisper beside her: "Is my niece just a child who speaks without restraint or is she..."

"It must be a coincidence." Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately spoke up to dispel Kai's unrealistic fantasy: "In Chaldea, Sir Mordred has no emotional intelligence at all. Even Minako is better than her."

"Mina... Nako?"

Kai frowned, tasting an unusual taste from this familiar yet unfamiliar name.

"Hmm." Staring at Kai's pair of bright and fiery eyes that seemed to dispel the darkness, Fujimaru Ritsuka realized belatedly that he had said the wrong thing.

"But this isn't a big deal, right?"

Thinking of this, Fujimaru Ritsuka said with relief: "That is Menachele in another world. There, King Arthur is a real man, and Menachele... is a super cute girl."

Kai was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed.

“Okay, okay.” He quickly grabbed Fujimaru Ritsuka’s hands and shook them up and down, revealing a wanton and evil grin: “Fujimaru-sama, please summon me to Chaldea after this. I can’t wait to taste it!”

He completely ignored the possibility that he might be a woman in that world. Now Kai has been completely controlled by evil desires.

A knock on the door came at an inopportune time, breaking the eerie atmosphere.

"Enter."

After getting the consent, the door was pushed open and the messenger knight outside saluted.

"King. Lord Menechel."

"Enemy attack?"

Menechel didn't want to bother with the other party's red tape. He put one hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist and asked straightforwardly.

"No, it's not."

The messenger knight became a little nervous for no reason.

"It's just... one or two knights from the surprise attack force that was sent out earlier have returned. It is said that they escaped from the battlefield by chance. They are outside the city."

"Are there many people?"