"My king~"

Far across the Channel, in the royal palace of Camelot, the capital of Britain, Merlin is tirelessly harassing Artoria.

"Wow!" Rarely, Artoria cried out in pain as she clutched her head in disregard. She was so annoyed by Merlin. It is only by Merlin's side that this dignified monarch will unnaturally reveal his true feelings.

"You're not done, didn't you just send Mordred to Ireland? Do you want to babble about it for a long time? ”

"No, I just think that without Mordred, this boring life has become a bit boring." Merlin pulled the small handful of dull hairs that stood tall on Artoria's head, and said playfully: "I have to tease you~"

[Don't die, great teacher! Be careful and pluck your stupid hair, Artoria blackens and stabs you to death. 】

As it turns out, even if she doesn't blacken, Artoria has the idea of stabbing Merlin to death with a sword to shut her up. Unable to bear Merlin's frequent harassment, Artoria threw the Sword of Victory in a throwing manner. The blade pierced Merlin's chest and pinned to the wall behind Merlin.

Merlin was caught off guard by this. Looking at the big hole in his chest, Merlin's mouth opened, and he didn't say anything after all.

【Wait a minute! Merlin calmed down, thought carefully, analyzed carefully, and finally came to a conclusion [Mom, I'm cold!] (((o(*?▽?*)o)))】

A cool song for Merlin.

She walked peacefully. That year, the crematorium burned very hot, and the ashes were very hot. The family was very strong, they didn't cry, and some even laughed out loud. Now the tattoo grass is three meters tall.

Straight to the point. Less than three seconds after Merlin fell, the "corpse" on the ground disappeared. Artoria felt a tap on her shoulder and turned her head to see Merlin smirking at her.

Then he threw the spear again, and Merlin was nailed to the ground again.

[It's a long life! The national teacher Merlin is motionless! 】

Yes, it's very British. Merlin offended, King Arthur hacked Merlin to death, Merlin was resurrected, Merlin continued to be cheap, and King Arthur hacked Merlin to death again. It's almost a daily routine, and there's nothing wrong with it. (?▽｀)

"It's useless, little Toria, don't waste your efforts~" Merlin was resurrected again.

Artoria couldn't afford to stab her to death again, and she was so tired of being such a national teacher! 】

"Little Toria, is there any meaning in your mere asking Mordred to respond to the Irish Knights of Fiona?" Merlin asked curiously.

"Not really." Artoria said helplessly: "I just had a whim, I really don't mean anything else." ”

Mordred has cried and fainted in the toilet! How should Mordred feel when she hears this? Mordred, however, had always thought that Artoria had some special purpose in letting her at the end of the round table go to Ireland. The worst is also to let Mordred pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and pretend to be a slap in the face in Ireland to show off the Knights of Fiona.

And you just say you don't mean anything else? That's a lot of head-scratching!

Merlin looked at Artoria with a black line on his face.

———— the Irish side————

Mordred was being led by the Prime Minister to the place where she had been placed to live temporarily. This is a deep mansion compound located on the edge of the royal palace. The magnificence inside is also one of the highest in Dublin, Ireland's royal city. It can be seen that Ireland does not dare to slack off on her, the envoy of the British Knights of the Round Table.

Mordred let out an exclamation as if she had never seen the world. It's not her to blame, it's all to blame for the bad treatment of the round table. Mordred's home in Camelot City even collapsed with a single push, not to mention the rest.

You said that when Mordred was called to fight in the Fourth World War, she was not unfamiliar with the castle of the Einzberen family, so she would not make such a fuss.

But during the fourth war, Mordred really didn't have a good rest as a servant. So it's the first time she's living in such a luxurious house.

King Arthur's palace is not as good as his own abode here! This also confirms King Arthur's frugality, and the lord of a nation takes the lead in suffering.

"Are you satisfied with the Modred Knight?" He asked.

"Very good, very good!" Mordred nodded in satisfaction.