Chapter 15: Envy, Jealousy, and Hatred

"He's angry?"

Saber continued.

"Did I make Kiritsugu angry? That's what people can't understand. Obviously, I haven't even spoken to him once until now. "So, it's not personal anger at you. What angered him must be the legend of King Arthur that we have passed down for a long time. If the Heroic Spirit summoned by Kiritsugu was King Arthur, the same "adult male" as the Legends, he wouldn't have rejected the Servant to this extent. It is expected that there will be only emotionless and cold negotiations that are the minimum necessary. Putting an action that could have ended in this way into an attitude of "ignorance" is in other words a huge emotional reaction.

Kiritsugu, knowing the past, pulled out the sword of the contract inserted in the rock. After the truth that it was actually a young girl in the cardamom years, anger that could not be concealed by all the legends about King Arthur surged in her heart.

"That person, I guess he was angry with the people around you in your time. To the cruel people who put the responsibility of the name 'king' on a petite girl. ”

"There's no way around it. Since the moment he pulled out the sword in the stone. I've come to my senses. ”

There didn't seem to be any yield, and Saber's expression remained calm and clear. Alice Phil shook her head slightly at her in confusion. “…… It's because you accepted your fate like that that it makes people even more angry. Only in response to this, maybe he was angry with a girl named Artoria. ”

“……”

Perhaps unable to refute it, Saber lowered his head and was silent for a moment. But soon he looked up at her eyes, but he became more stubborn. "That's just superfluous sadness. He had no reason to say anything about my time, about people, including me. "That's why that person will be silent all the time."

Alice Phil defused the attack with ease, and this time it was Saber's turn to purse her lips.

"Kiritsugu Emiya and the hero named Artoria. It's incompatible anyway – just give it up. Even if you talk to each other, you are only denying each other. ”

Alice Phil agrees exactly the same on this point. The more I got along with Saber like this, the more I felt the difference between the spirituality of this lonely heroic spirit and Kiritsugu.

Alice Phil understands what both sides are saying, and there are parts of each other that can be relatable. Because of this, Alice Fell came to the pessimistic conclusion that there was no mutual understanding between the two men. Two

“…… I'm thankful for Alice Phil. If it weren't for a woman like you, I would probably have lost the Holy Grail War without a fight. "That's each other. I also want my husband to be the last Master to get the Holy Grail. ”

"By the way, the one in your family also seems to be in need of 'father's love'." As she spoke, Alice Fell vaguely pointed to Mordred, who was looking enviously at the father and daughter of Emiya Kiritsugu.

Mordred, who was strongly sprinkled with dog food, gritted her teeth unwillingly, and her body was bubbling with black gas. "Why can't my father's virtue be compared!"

"The king doesn't need any emotion." Artoria cut the railroad.

"Really? But if you don't even love your own 'daughter', what can you do to love your subjects? Alice Fell asked rhetorically, "Besides, that kid wouldn't have rebelled because of power." I can tell that she is much purer than we are. Besides, she can't fake her love for you. With that, Alice Fell smiled sweetly, exuding a "maternal radiance".

"Hmm—" Artoria bowed her head, thoughtful.

"I still want to sigh, it turns out that the famous King Arthur and the rebellious knight Mordred turned out to be girls. It's so cute. "It seems that Alice Fell said something terrible. Mordred didn't know when she came over, and when she heard it, she slapped the table, "Damn, don't call me a girl!" ”

"Do you think you're a boy?" Alice Phil had a question mark on her face.

"Don't say I'm a boy." Mordred said loudly.

"Oh~ Xiao Mo is really difficult to serve. Is this Tsundere? Alice Fell said with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Cut."

"Mordred." Artoria spoke suddenly.

"So suddenly, I'm not ready!" A hint of blush appeared on Mordred's face, "With the word Qing, has my father forgiven me?" ”

"Knight Mordred, would you like to use my sword once again to clear the way in front of you?"

"I...."Mordred was a little overwhelmed, and then affirmed: "What my king's sword is pointing to is what our hearts want!" ”

What a happy and warm picture.

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