Now, in the open field, the two Sabers are engaged in a desperate struggle inside.

On one side is a diminutive Saber in heavy armor, wielding a gorgeous and brilliant silver sword, wearing a helmet that covers his entire face, and the voice of the helmet that transforms into a dull voice, making it impossible to identify his gender.

On the other side was also a small knight in a silver-blue skirt, but it was clear that the beautiful blonde hair and the face that was very beautiful without dressing up was a young girl.

The former wields a silver sword, while the latter wields an invisible sword obscured by a whirlwind.

"Who the hell are you!"

Artoria pushed forward with force, and the strength equivalent to forty times that of ordinary people was increased by the explosion of magic power, forcing the knight on the opposite side to retreat, and the knight king questioned again.

"It's all said, my bastard master won't let me say it!"

With an impatient voice, Mordred, who also had forty times the strength of ordinary people, instantly doubled, and his body rushed towards the other party again, and the brilliant silver sword in his hand slashed down.

However, it is clear that even in a not light skirt, Artoria is superior to the other in agility.

As the Brilliant Silver Sword fell, the invisible sword in Artoria's hand struck out sideways, and her body shifted to the side—

Clang!!!

Rumble!!!

After the sound of metal clashing, Mordred's movement shifted, and the brilliant silver sword slammed into the ground in front of him, and a huge pit suddenly appeared.

And Artoria's body has panned to the right side of Mordred.

During the battle, without any hesitation, Artoria immediately picked up her long sword and made a diagonal trajectory from top to bottom.

However, in the face of her attack, the other party once again seemed to know the length of her invisible longsword, and leaned back slightly, and the invisible longsword swept in front of the helmet, dodging this attack at a distance of less than half a centimeter.

And so it is again!

Artoria was completely sure that the other party was someone she was familiar with, or even someone close to her!

However, her three interrogations, either in the name of the knight or otherwise, were not revealed.

"It seems that this restraint makes you uncomfortable, King Arthur, if you can't exchange names with opponents who fight for life and death as you normally would?"

Mordred looked at each other, and the hatred in her heart that had been transformed from longing, love, respect, and closeness made the smile under her helmet even stronger.

"Since it's a knight..... the confusion and entanglement in her heart made Artoria ask for the fourth time.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a third-rate knight, but I don't have a reason to answer a question. Also, how many times do you have to ask!? If you can't see it, don't ask! ”

Mordred's voice became more and more impatient, and the sword in his hand was raised, and he adjusted his posture again:

"Sure enough, it's another King Arthur who is a little more pleasing to the eye than you."

The other party didn't recognize her, and Mordred didn't feel anything wrong.

The reason is the treasure she holds-

Secret of Pedigree

Passive: Hides important information such as real name and skills. However, it is not possible to hide general-use information such as ability parameters and class skills, and it is impossible to liberate the shining Clarent without removing the helmet. 】

This is the helmet that her mother, Morgan, gave her along with the phrase "never take it off".

Except for that time, as a Knight of the Round Table, she took off her helmet when she learned that her "father" was King Arthur, the knight queen she had always dreamed of, and went to find each other with anticipation and excitement.

Other times, at any given time, even the other Knights of the Round Table did not see her for what she really was.

If she is still a living person and is not a Heroic Soul Servant, wearing this armor directly, the other party will definitely be able to recognize her identity, after all, as a member of the Knights of the Round Table, she has appeared in front of the other party countless times.

However, after becoming a Heroic Spirit and descending as a Servant, her deeds during her lifetime gave her helmet this effect.

Hearing Mordred's words, Artoria frowned:

"I'm not the same person as her."

She knows very well that the personality, experience and even beliefs of the "other self" are completely different from hers.

"I know." Mordred scoffed, staring into the other man's turquoise eyes, "That Rengominiad is not like yours. ”

Holy Lance Lengo Minade.

In the Battle of the Sword Fence, both of them were defeated, and the other man carried the holy spear through her body, killing her, and before she died, she also cleaved the skull of the dear "father" and cut one of her eyes blind.

Mordred knew very well that the Rengominiade was not the holy spear, and that the Rengominiade, which had been eroded by the breath of necromancy, anger and coldness, and the aura that was exactly the same as his own bastard master, were two different weapons at all.

And the attitude towards her is also different from the "father" in front of him.

The one in front of her is King Arthur, who does not admit her existence and regards her as an enemy who was full of expectations and opportunities at that time.

And this sentence reminded Artoria.

Merlin once said that the fantasy species, including dragons and elves, withdrew from the present world after knowing that the next era would be humans, and went to the back of the world, giving up the earth to humans.

And human beings have become the representatives of this planet.

However, just as the fantasy species and gods were once the representatives of this planet, humanity will one day lose this place like the fantasy species and gods.

And "human beings have become the representatives of the planet", this kind of thing itself is just a thin layer of skin, which will peel off when you lift it lightly, like a piece of cloth that can be blown away by the wind.

And the Holy Lance Lengo Miñade nailed this cloth to the planet and fixed the anchor of the fact that "mankind has become the representative of the planet".

The spear that shines at the border, the pillar that guards the primates, the holy lance Rhongomyniad.

However, this holy lance assimilates the holder.

The longer you hold it, the more you will transform into a "god".

For this reason, she didn't use the holy spear for long, but she certainly did.

For the first time, in front of the Knights of the Round Table, together with Gawain, she slew the British land of Britain, King Votrigon Pendragon, the brother of her father, King Uther.

Second.......

Artoria looked up at the dwarf knight, who seemed to be shrouded in a fog and couldn't make out his true identity.

In the hill of the sword, she wields a holy spear and kills the knights who have betrayed her trust and launched a rebellion at the instigation of Morgan during her expedition to Rome.

"Mordred." Artoria called out the name in disbelief.

ps: I don't know why, I suddenly want to write a quilt and say to Xiao Mo - "I'm your father" (in a mocking sense)

I don't know what the title is, but I think I've heard it somewhere before