My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Tolia’s mother’s class is now open!

My child's grades are always bad, what should I do?

Quickly use the Merlin brand EX curry stick, it is a precious weapon and you will always have peace of mind. Mothers must remember it!

What? Are you saying that your mother doesn’t know how to teach you?

Hmm... I can't save him, I'll just wait for death and say goodbye.

Without even a moment feeling guilty about being caught, the enthusiastic melon-eaters immediately rushed to the scene and started asking questions.

Question 1: Doesn’t the famous King Arthur know how to teach children?

"——It's not that I don't know! It's just that Merlin has taught too many things and I don't know where to start!"

Artoria waved her hands to drive away the imagination that popped up in Shuo Yue's mind, and tried to save her respect: "For me, concepts such as addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and advanced calculus for elementary school students are difficult. In other words, I don’t even know where to start!”

As we all know, although Mei Liang lacks the emotions that humans should have, he only has a lot of love for Artoria. How could he not teach anything during the thousand years that Du Mao stayed in Avalon? Seeing the nightmares of the world with clairvoyance, even if you tell a story casually, it will be enough for the listener to benefit a lot.

It is no exaggeration to say that today's idiots can easily get a few doctorate certificates, but because of the long time accumulation, Artoria is very proficient in all knowledge. Even if she teaches how much one plus one equals, she can still By the way, it is extended to the Fibonacci sequence.

But the question is, can students who need to be taught even one plus one really understand what a sequence is?

"Sure enough, that old bastard Merlin is the most useless." Shuo Yue flipped through the encyclopedia curiously. Beside him, the envy in Jeanne's eyes almost overflowed.

As expected of the legendary kingmaker, that's great. I also want someone to teach me knowledge...

A village girl who couldn't even do Leticia's exercises prayed so sincerely.

"Ha—that means Master, you have been watching from outside the church!"

On the other side, Mordred grabbed Lion Jie by the collar, bared his teeth and turned as red as an apple: "Asshole, do you have any conscience! I am locked up here to protect you! Let's go! Come on, hurry up!"

"But I think you had a lot of fun..." Lion Jie raised his hands in surrender, "Okay, okay, to be honest, knowledge is an equally important weapon for a king. What's more, your father is very busy right now. Are you sure that the teaching that was set aside for you will just go away like this?"

Shishi Jie is worthy of being an old father. In just two sentences, he not only did not step on Xiao Mo's minefield, but also successfully expressed her inner thoughts.

This is my father. If he is not fighting, he is on the way to eat! Artoria, who would not even look at her during her reign (the same was true in Chaldea), now on the eve of the decisive battle, she abandoned the proper camp confrontation and seriously planned to educate her!

After realizing this fact, Mordred almost burst out laughing. But what's interesting is that she didn't turn around and leave. Instead, she worked hard to increase Dumbao's anger value while staying in the church honestly. Here, I didn’t leave without saying anything.

As for Artoria, it was even more interesting - before Sakuyue and others came, she held the curry stick five times, swung Avalon three times, and wanted to use the liberation form and the rifle more than ten times... but Until now, she still looked angry, and the Noble Phantasm had not fallen on Mo Zai once.

"It's almost like a parent-teacher meeting..." Shuo Yue couldn't help but twitching her lips when she heard Jeanne d'Arc or Leticia's murmur.

"Do you feel disillusioned? King Arthur and Mordred in the ancient legend did not get tense after meeting, and of course they did not appear to be in a happy mood. They only had trivial quarrels - yes, it was like the rebellious period that can be seen everywhere. A child is like an old father whose father’s love arrives late but arrives.”

This is not something Sakuyue would say. His tone should be more sarcastic and ruthless.

Leticia looked back in surprise, only to find that Arturia puffed out her cheeks, grabbed the young Destiny by the scruff of his neck, and led him towards the confession room.

"Follow me quickly, Leticia!"

"Eh? But, Lady Saint..."

From the corner of his eye, Shishi Jie caught sight of Artoria and others leaving, so he changed his attitude and suddenly said:

"So, what do you think, Saber?"

Lingxia took her hand and motioned for Siege and Astolfo to come over, clearing an open space for Lion Jie and Mordred. Facing the sharp gaze under the Master's sunglasses, Mordred felt as if he had been seen through. Yes, he hesitated for a long time and then said:

"Nothing...Master, do you still remember last night?"

"Yesterday? We left Mirenya Fortress and drove to Sighisoara overnight." Lion Jie recalled doubtfully, "Does this have anything to do with today's situation?"

"Almost, I suddenly figured it out on the way." Mordred's eyes were empty. She looked at Shizi Jie's puzzled face, but a hazy scene was reflected in her eyes.

It was on a desolate country road, and the car speakers were playing country music with a certain gloomy atmosphere. However, in the silence, Mordred did not feel the awkward atmosphere.

Regarding this situation, Mordred couldn't help but find it a bit incredible. During her lifetime, she had never been in such silence with someone other than herself. Either the other person ran away, or walked away, or they hated each other to the point of almost killing each other—mostly one of these three situations.

I have never let anyone down my guard, and at the same time, no one has opened up to me. The so-called life, the so-called knight, and her own existence named Mordred, she always believed that this was how it should be.

"...I said so."

"Well, what's wrong?" Hearing the Master's rude response, he wasn't very angry. There were very few cars driving on the road, and even the music that originally seemed a bit noisy became a mere emphasis on silence.

"...Hey, I'm asking you what's wrong?" Lion Jie made a surprised sound. Speaking of which, he just called him and didn't ask any questions.

So, what exactly did I plan to ask just now?

"Ah...what did I want to ask? I forgot."

"Although this happens to humans all the time, will it also happen to Servants?"

"Maybe. After all, this is our second life, although we don't need to eat or sleep."

"That's obviously the case, but I think you're quite good at eating—"

"It's so noisy. It's not because I'm hungry, but because I'm curious about the taste."

"As expected of someone who was born on the dark island of food."

"Please don't say such bad things that I can't refute, Master."

Boring, extremely boring, but even so, he continued to talk about boring topics.

I'm really happy, at least to the extent that I can think of myself as "I would be happier if I had a drink." Why didn't I have a hearty chat with others like this before my death? That's natural, because my father did not do so.

Therefore, since he wants to inherit his father's career, he will naturally not do anything his father refuses.

However, the things my father has never done are so happy. Is it because he is happy that he doesn’t talk to others? Or are you not talking to people because you are unhappy? Or do you think this is unnecessary behavior? Maybe - all of them.

The goal my father was looking at was too far away. In order to build a peaceful country, he did not hesitate to devote all his labor. Although the knights under her command also devoted their efforts, they seemed too short-sighted.

It was as if drying up the villages in the territory was a ruthless and cruel act... They couldn't break away from this concept and couldn't see the victory behind it. That's natural, because "if the territory is not allowed to dry up, they will be defeated" is just a hypothetical future. Maybe we can win without drying up the village? Once you think like this, your distrust of the king will take root in your heart.

...Because it was none other than myself, the rebellious knight, who incited them with such a statement.

The king is aloof and lonely. This is a matter of course and an undoubted fact. But... if we have a good conversation, it might be better; if we open our minds and deepen mutual understanding, we might be able to open up a different path.

"What's the matter? Why are you silent all of a sudden?"

"It's so noisy. Of course a king will have worries that others don't understand."

"Okay, okay, I, the court magician, just shut up."

Hearing what Lion Jie said, Modred pictured in his mind Lion Jie Jieli, who was wearing a suspicious robe and his back was curved like an old man, and he burst out laughing.

"It doesn't fit at all! No, Master! First of all, you should start with this face and repackage it."

"Hey, hey. Please don't make irresponsible remarks about other people's looks. Don't look at me like this. In fact, I have always been very concerned about this face."

After hearing these words, Mordred couldn't help but be a little surprised. Although it was a trivial matter, she had a deeper understanding of Lion Jie Jieli.

Just by living together for a few days, I know a lot about someone. If you were willing to talk to others during your lifetime, how much would you know?

If I could talk to the king - would I be able to know more about the king?

Even though it was a past event that had been thrown far away, I still kept thinking about it.

It was as if the goddess of fate had glimpsed her chaotic thoughts, so now, she stood here and saw her father's serious look, her father's angry look, her helpless and even doting look...

In her entire career as a knight in Britain, Mordred had never seen Arturia express such rich emotions, and that was why she was so greedy for this feeling that she was reluctant to leave.

On the other side, Arturia didn't notice Joan of Arc who was quietly following behind her. She dragged Shuo Yue to the corner, clasped her hands together, and said in an almost collapsed tone:

"Although I know your condition is not right, please help me, Shuo Yueqing!"

What Daimao means is that Assassin's Shuo Yue's personality has changed, and Shuo Yue, who is guilty of being a thief, thinks that something happened between him and Ta Miao... and feels guilty for some reason.

He didn't need to help. The assassin was not the real person. He could have stayed out of the matter and watched the family drama between father and son. At most, he could add two comments. What's more, the decisive battle was tomorrow. Helping was not beneficial to the war. It was inconsistent with the situation. The Assassin's Principle.

But facing Artoria's rare expression of 'collapse' and 'pitiful', Shuo Yue also unknowingly followed in Mordred's footsteps.

After all, who can say no to a silly furry that's flirting with you?

"I understand... I will help you, or rather, us."

"Huh?" Leticia, who was hiding at the door, was stunned when she found Shuo Yue appearing in front of her, casting a shadow on her shivering body with a kind smile.

"Miss, you don't want the teacher to think that you have given back all your knowledge, right?"

Such a strange name was discovered? !

Leticia and Jeanne were startled at the same time, and then they were pulled out of the door by Shuo Yue. Involuntarily, she heard Shuo Yue shout:

"Lingxia, contact Amakusa. How can you let this kind-hearted saint go by for such a thing as education!"

In this way, when Shuo Yue deliberately wanted to make things worse, on the eve of the decisive battle, both red and black were involuntarily involved in a father's re-education of his children.