My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Chapter 451 Sighisoara, where the storm is gathering: The confrontation ends

Why did you save me?

Even through the mask, Mordred could still feel a gaze that was peaceful, firm, and irresistible.

The thought of lying just arose and then faded away. In the end, she just answered calmly:

"Just think of it as the reserve of a knight."

In order to replace King Arthur, Mordred received the education of a knight and had complete etiquette, but in his heart he was a violent supremacist.

But this kind of person, this kind of knight who believes in winning and losing, and who is willing to use despicable tactics in order to win, will also insist on the principle of not involving the people who have nothing to do with it.

If the enchantress Morgan taught her how to fight and become a king, then the cold and ruthless 'father' who was high on the throne taught Mordred how to live proudly as a human being.

——Even if he himself is an inhuman machine that sacrifices his emotions.

Father, I hate you so much, and I long for you so much...

Mordred couldn't help but think, and the masked monster seemed to have gotten the answer he wanted. After a moment of silence, he nodded gently.

"I understand, so let's end the battle tonight."

The last sentence was said to Chiron. In response, Chiron smiled bitterly and said: "Assassin, is this really good? The enemy's Saber is in a state of serious injury..."

Previous encounters have proven that the Assassins on both sides are equally matched in strength, and Chiron is confident that he will not let go of his prey, the Red Saber.

However, Artoria shook her head:

"There are too many masters here, and I am not good at guarding them.

Looking in the direction of her finger, Chiron was slightly startled: "Master, and... Sir Corless?"

Yes, after the confrontation between the servants came to an end, the battle between the masters seemed to have come to an end. In other words, because they sensed that the servants were in bad condition, the masters ended the fight tacitly and rushed back to the servants. around.

"Saber, what's going on?"

Lion Jie Jieli also rushed back to Mordred. He did not suffer any obvious injuries. Although his face and abdomen were bleeding, they were only scratches.

After saying hello to his ally Shuo Yue who appeared, he turned his attention to the strange man wearing a little lion mask who had accompanied them all the way: "She is talking to Black Archer... In other words, she is Black Archer. Fang’s master or servant, right?”

"It's a Servant, and like me, it's Assassin." Mordred remained silent, and Shuo Yue spoke from the side, answering Shishi Jie's doubts.

"I see. If it's an assassin, it's no wonder we don't notice the problem." Lion Jie once again took out the shotgun vigilantly, two against two, but his followers suffered a big loss, and the situation was not good.

"What to do Assassin, do we want to escape?"

"No, don't forget my job description." Shuo Yue glanced at Mordred, whose face was distorted by humiliation and shock, and Shi Shiran said, "Unless Black wants to risk the sacrifice of all three masters. Fight with us, otherwise tonight will definitely end in a draw.”

"Having said that, if there is a real fight, we will definitely be the first to die..." Lion Jie Jieli muttered, without putting down the weapon in his hand.

On the other side, Chiron looked at the disgraced Master Fiore who was being supported by four mechanical arms, and then looked at Corless who was scratching his head with an embarrassed look on his face, and he quickly guessed the cause and effect.

"It seems that none of our battles went well."

"Um... I'm sorry." The eldest lady of Qianjie Tree looked away embarrassedly, "If it hadn't been for Corles' help, I might have been injured - or even died."

In the battle with the experienced mercenary and necromancer, Lion Jie Jieli, Fiore, a genius, was still inexperienced after all. Lion Jie cleverly used a car on the roadside to restrain the ceremonial dress, and was almost cut by him. The magic bullet fired from the sawed-off shotgun hit.

At the critical moment, it was Cores who released the spirit of the beast and blocked the fatal blow for his dear sister.

But at this point, Fiore couldn't help but complained worriedly: "Really, what are you thinking about? Even if you don't get Uncle Darnic's consent, you came here without even bringing a Servant. What should I do if I encounter danger at the scene?"

"Sister, I'm sorry..." Cowles also realized that he was too reckless, especially since he did not expect that the enemy's terrifying assassin was also at the scene.

Now, the enemy only has one Master, but with Miss Lingxia hiding somewhere, Black has three Masters.

If Assassin is right, and neither she nor Chiron possesses guardian skills or treasures, then the magician's weak body will never be able to block the assassin's magic spear——

Is that the end?

After realizing this, Fiore was very curious about Assassin's appearance, but she still tried her best to keep a straight face and nodded towards her. After reaching a consensus, she turned to look at Shuo Yue:

"Then, let's call it a night."

"I can still fight!" Red Saber Mordred raised his sword unconvinced, but was blocked. Lion Jie dragged the angry servant aside, while Shuo Yue smiled and walked away under the watchful eyes of everyone. Step forward and reach out to Fiore.

"Good, it seems we have reached an agreement."

Under the assassin's rainbow-blue eyes, Fiore did not move rashly. Instead, Black Assassin took a step forward, held his hand, and then let go cleanly.

"So be it."

After such an announcement, Black's master and servants retreated, leaving so cleanly and gracefully that no sign of unwillingness could be seen at all.

Compared with them - Saber on the red side seems a bit unbearable.

boom!

After smashing down the several-meter-wide wall with a fierce punch, Mordred vented his anger silently with a cold face.

She was hating, hating why she was so careless and was seriously injured by the enemy's Archer, becoming the one she looked down on the most.

She was angry, angry that the masked woman, no, it was Assassin from the red side, had never revealed her identity, and was playing with her like a joke.

She was complaining, she was complaining about the judge who looked too similar to her father, she was complaining about herself that even her father could admit his mistake, which caused Black Archer to be vigilant, which indirectly led to the subsequent defeat.

The two emotions were intertwined, gnawing at Mordred's heart like a poisonous snake, but in addition, there was an indescribable emotion lingering in her heart that lingered.

"Saber, how does it feel to fight with other servants?" Lion Jie smoked a niche cigarette called 'Dragon Smoke' and walked to Mordred's side.

Saber didn't answer, just stared at the sky in silence. His internal organs felt like they were being burned, and he couldn't even feel the cold autumn wind. Why did the cold moonlight make people feel so dizzy——

"Your expression..." Shuo Yue stepped forward, still with an unpredictable smile on her lips, "Are you feeling lost?"

Like a thunderbolt, Mordred suddenly woke up.

So that’s it, is it a loss? It’s a loss...

I, Mordred, am feeling lost, feeling deeply disappointed because certain expectations have been disappointed——

"Father..."

She muttered to herself like this, but her voice was so clear that both Shuo Yue and Shi Shi Jie could hear her hatred and expectation.

The rebellious knight held her sword and looked up at the moon. The broken horn helmet appeared, covering her beautiful face.

"I really, really want to see you again..."

The flame of hatred had burned out, and the girl's voice was soft, like embers flying from the fire.

"If I could see you, I would definitely be unable to control my inner joy, and then I would try my best to kill you."

"My father, Arthur..."

Just far away in Sighisoara, there was a king who took off his disguise, his blond hair stretched out, and he released his beauty without scruples in the moonlight.

Looking back to where he came from, ripples appeared in those holy blue eyes that lingered for a long time.

"Mordred..."

Very good, I made it at the last minute, Amen...