Type-Moon: I, Mordred, am so filial.

Longomyniad cannot be destroyed.

Because in essence, it is not a weapon at all.

It is a [conceptual weapon] established by this planet to maintain the stability of this world.

In other words, it is the ultimate embodiment of the planet's restraining force.

Therefore, the difficulty of destroying this holy spear is basically equivalent to destroying the two restraining forces.

This is something that Mordred cannot do now.

Or, to put it another way, even if he can do it, he will never risk the world's condemnation to do such a thing.

"After all, this is the planet I live on!"

As the saying goes, a rabbit doesn't eat grass near its burrow.

No matter how naughty a child is, he will never tear down his own home and leave himself homeless.

As for the collapsing holy spear, what's going on?

"As a [concept] it is indeed indestructible... but this does not mean that as a [weapon] it is unsolvable."

In short, no matter what kind of concept it is, as long as it is materialized, it must go through a certain"medium".

Rongomyniad's medium is the"gun".

And now, Mordred is targeting the medium of the [gun].

This is a superficial solution, not a fundamental solution.

The collapse of the Holy Lance is only the collapse of its external form - its concept still exists somewhere on this planet, in a place called the Tower of the End.

As long as Altria is willing, she can ask Merlin to find the Holy Lance again.

But then again.

For Mordred now, this"symptomatic" solution may be the best solution!

"Father, corporal punishment is not advisable"

"That kind of education will only make me more rebellious!"

Looking at the empty-handed, stunned Altria, Mordred raised the magic sword in his hand.

The cold air of Frostmourne blew on Altria's face, making her already pretty face even colder.

"Is there any problem between us father and son that cannot be solved through heart-to-heart communication?"

"You said so, right?!"

"……"

Altria did not speak.

But she responded to Mordred's question with her actual actions.

"clang——"

The golden light flashed, and then it hit the sword of Frostmourne hard, making a very unpleasant sound.

Altria frowned slightly.

She confirmed that her sword was fast enough.

Even Gawain might not be able to react in time to such a sudden attack.

But Mordred not only reacted, but also handled it beautifully.

He used the sword of Frostmourne to hold the Sword of Promised Victory firmly. At the same time, a cold breath was released from Frostmourne, which was tightly connected with the power of the Sword of Promised Victory.

"This precise control capability……"

""Has he become stronger again?"

Artoria exclaimed in her heart.

She remembered that two months ago, Mordred's fighting skills were still so crude.

If Artoria had not been confused by the undead at that time, she could have defeated him with just her superb martial arts.

But now, facing this more advanced Mordred, Artoria vaguely understood such a fact:

"If we want to defeat him again... it won't be that easy."

Altria thought silently in her heart, and with a little force with both hands, she forcibly pulled out the Sword of Promised Victory that was about to be frozen together with Frostmourne.

However, this behavior caused Mordred's dissatisfaction:

"My father is really a bad guy."

He said sarcastically, as if to vent his anger for his weapon:

"They were clearly having a good chat, but the father forced them to break up."

"As expected, King Arthur does not understand human nature."

Mordred said the words that would cause Altria to have a mental breakdown in the future in a nonchalant tone.

Altria was almost laughing at what Mordred said.

A good chat? What a joke!

Through the connection with the holy sword, Altria clearly felt that Mordred was trying to use the strange weapon to curse the holy sword in her hand.

Although Altria did not know what the curse was - but even if she used the silly hair on her head to guess, she knew it was definitely not a good thing.

And Mordred sighed softly.

"It seems that my father has a deep misunderstanding of me."

He really didn't know why Altria had such a big prejudice against him?

Was it because he was Morgan's child?

I'm afraid that's not entirely true.

That Gawain, that Gaheris, that Gareth, that Agravin... Aren't they all Morgan's children?

I didn't see Altria treat them well.

"Or are you just angry and blaming yourself because of the fact that"I am your child"?"

"Do you feel that you didn't give me enough love and care when I was growing up, and that you are not qualified to be a good father?"

"It's okay, father, we still have time, we can start over again!"

Mordred said seriously.

The smile on his face was sincere and full of sincerity from any angle.

That is, if he could hide the red light flashing in his right eye, it might be even more perfect!

""Oops!"

With the lesson of the last Holy Lance, Artoria immediately realized the danger of this red eye.

She quickly hid the Holy Sword behind her - although she didn't understand the difference, she couldn't accept losing her second Holy Sword. However

, Artoria didn't know that from the very beginning, Mordred's goal was not on the Holy Sword.

——

""Father, you are wearing such a thick quilt in the middle of summer... Aren't you feeling hot?"

Looking at Altria in front of him, who was wearing heavy armor and a thick cloak, Mordred said with a look of disdain.

"Other people's spirit bases come back and they travel through less and less, but you are different, you travel through more and more"

"……"

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