Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　But at this moment, Mordred's mood is not at all worse than that of "A sword coming from the west, a fairy flying in the sky".

　　"No matter how you look at it, you can't get tired of it."

　　"Father, that face of yours that you know you will fail, yet resists until the last second—it's the best in the world!"

　　Mordred sighed while fighting.

　　At this moment, Arturia had no time to make a rebuttal.

　　In the face of Mordred who showed [-]% strength, Arturia had to respond with [-]% of the spirit, in order to barely guarantee that she would not be hurt by Mordred.

　　But, then again.

　　Even if she has made such efforts, she still cannot avoid the ending of gradually falling into a disadvantage and about to collapse.

　　no way.

　　Artoria, who descended into the world as a Servant, cannot display [-]% of her power by herself.

　　In addition, the more important point is:

　　Mordred was too familiar with Arturia.

　　He knew all of Artoria's fighting habits, and even more clearly all of Artoria's offensive routines.

　　The most important thing is that the current Mordred has far more power than Artoria.

　　Strength, skill, experience.

　　Artoria, who fell behind in the triathlon, could not be Mordred's opponent at all.

　　Even if she had the support of "intuition", it only delayed her defeat for a while.

　　However, no matter how long it was delayed, Arturia had to face the fate she should face.

　　"Goodbye, Father."

　　After more than [-] rounds of battle, Mordred accurately grasped one of Artoria's fatal weaknesses, and steadily sent the magic sword in his hand into Artoria's heart.

　　This time, Mordred had no reason.

　　"Pfft-"

　　Mordred exerted a little force on his wrist, and in front of this sharp magic sword, the armor condensed by magic power that Artoria was wearing was like a piece of paper, without any stagnation, it was frozen by frost. Sorrow runs through and then becomes fragmented.

　　Due to inertia, Artoria's body fell forward.

　　However, at the last moment, he supported the ground with the holy sword in his hand, so as not to let himself fall completely on the ground.

　　 At this moment, Arturia showed the exact same posture as when Kamran Hill was present.

　　Only, the only difference is that this time she lost.

　　"you win."

　　There was a trace of blood on Artoria's mouth.

　　A golden light began to rise from her.

　　The Servant began to withdraw, and the magic power left over returned to the Holy Grail system and became the energy to open the Great Holy Grail.

　　Irisviel, who was not far away, only felt that her body seemed to be heavier again.

　　Just, at the very end.

　　Just when Artoria closed her eyes, preparing to meet her doomsday in silence.

　　But she was very surprised to find that after a long period of time, she hadn't returned to the Hall of Valor.

　　"This is how the same thing?"

　　Arturia opened her eyes in confusion—only to find a scene that terrified her.

　　I saw that Mordred moved a crystal coffin from nowhere.

　　And the person in the crystal coffin... is none other than Arturia who has fallen into eternal sleep.

　　Or rather, her body.

　　A smug smile appeared on Mordred's face.

　　"Well, Father."

　　"Do you think that when I go to Ideal Township, I only bring those wines back?".

Chapter 229

　　Say a fact that is easily overlooked:

　　Artoria is actually not dead.

　　After Kamran Hill, on the verge of death, she gave Bedwell the Sword of Oath of Victory and ordered him to throw the holy sword into the lake.

　　Belvedere, who didn't want to see "The Fall of the King", lost it three times in total before completely discarding the holy sword.

　　However, the moment he threw the holy sword into the lake, there was a fairy in the lake, rowing a flower boat, and slowly sailed in the direction of Artoria.

　　"The soul of the Eternal King has signed a contract with the Inhibition Force, and at the risk of eternal reincarnation, he also needs the Holy Grail and returns to the day of the election of the king."

　　"And the body of the Eternal King was brought into the ideal land and entered into eternal sleep."

　　Note that the "sleeping" here is the real "sleeping".

　　Time in the ideal country is constant and repeated over and over on the same day.

　　And Artoria, who was on the verge of death, was able to retain the last trace of vitality in her body precisely because of this special setting.

　　"Oh, the queen mother is so gentle."

　　Every time he thinks of this, Mordred wants to complain about Morgan's "love-hate" feeling towards Arturia.

　　Morgan can accept Artoria as his younger sister, but he cannot accept Artoria as the king of Camelot.

　　To this end, she destroyed Artoria's royal career and deprived Artoria of her status as King Artoria.

　　However, just when Artoria was about to die, she rowed again and brought Artoria into the ideal land, preserving the last shred of life for her.

　　Moreover, Mordred also heard.Since then, Morgan seems to have left behind some "Black Madonna" deeds, as if he was secretly plotting something.

　　But, sorry.

　　Mordred's sudden arrival thwarted all Morgan's plans.

　　Because he knew the structure of the ideal town too well, he directly broke into the ideal town and not only ransacked the goblin's warehouse, but also found Artoria's body in the most secret cave and forcibly took her with him. come over.

　　"Well, Father, look, it's still hot~〃."

　　Mordred stretched out his hand, picked up Artoria's body from the crystal coffin, and displayed it in front of Artoria for a while.

　　In the depths of Arturia's heart, an unpleasant premonition suddenly developed.

　　"You, what do you want to do?"

　　Resisting the pain coming from her heart, Arturia asked with a pale face.

　　She could clearly feel that the magic sword inserted in her heart seemed to be exuding a powerful and gloomy power, constantly tearing at her soul.

　　Faced with this kind of tearing that didn't know where it came from, Artoria instinctively wanted to run.

　　But she couldn't run away at all.

　　Continue to run away, but also because of the greater disaster.

　　"This is……"

　　When Artoria realized that this demon sword could actually interfere with her body on the Throne of Heroes through her Servant-like body.The panicked look on Artoria's face could no longer be concealed.

　　She already understood what Mordred wanted to do.

　　"No, you can't do that!"

　　she shouted anxiously.

　　Because she was too emotional, there seemed to be a hint of "pleading" in her voice.

　　Under normal circumstances, once Artoria showed such an expression, Mordred would have to satisfy her wishes.

　　But now, no.

　　"What kind of inhibition is it!"

　　"Dare to pull my father to sign a contract?"

　　Mordred said proudly, with a non-negotiable look on his face.

　　In his eyes, Arturia is the most precious collection in the world.

　　Moreover, it is only a collection that he can collect, and must not allow others to meddle.

　　"Father, please bear with me, and I will save you from the clutches of restraint."

　　As Mordred spoke, he continued to increase the output of magic power.

　　On Frostmourne, the light that blooms is even more dazzling.

　　It is "the sword that controls the undead".

　　In theory, heroic spirits are naturally a type of undead.

　　Therefore, the current Mordred is actually using this sword to forcibly sign a contract with Artoria to rob people from the restraint.

　　This is of course not the normal way of contracting.

　　And if it was someone else, Mordred wouldn't bother to do that.

　　But if it's Arturia... that's a different story!

　　"You are mine, Father."

　　".¨You can only be mine."

　　With this almost crazy declaration.

　　A burst of light that was more dazzling than sunlight bloomed from Artoria's body.