The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 164 Attribute repetition is too high

The afterglow of the evening sprinkled on the ancient city road of Tulifas, the retro architectural style was wrapped in a mass of warm-toned gold, and the bronze-colored bell tower finally had a little atmosphere of the times against the setting sun.

"Today's exploration mission is over."

It's an investigation, but it's better to say that Afriel took Menechel to visit the ancient city for a day.This is the closest city to the Fortress of Yogdomirea, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible for a Servant from the red side to be confident enough to set up a stronghold here.

Avriel looked at Menechel, and the girl keenly caught a flash of nostalgia from the other's face.

It's easy to guess what the elder brother is thinking. This retro clock tower is just a copy of the church in Camelot City.

Afriel pursed her lips and didn't say much.There was a deep light in her eyes.

"Let's gather here again tomorrow."

——Now is not the time to be in a hurry. The greatest enemy, King Arthur, is not here. As long as the Holy Grail War is prolonged enough, Avriel will have enough confidence to release her [brother transformation plan].

Even if King Arthur is here, it doesn't matter, as long as he makes good use of the same dishonest character of the other party and his brother, Avriel is not helpless.

She looked at Menechel, who was hesitant to speak, and immediately put on a contradictory expression: "Don't get me wrong, I just think that instead of looking for someone else, it's better to let you who know everything about me protect me—this is also The torment for you has caused my elder brother to fall into the heavy atmosphere that I don't like the most, and I can't break free."

The slightly tufted eyebrows and tightly pursed lips combined to present Afriel's weakest side. Menechel's heart seemed to miss a beat, and he was in a daze.

It's not just him, Afriel's heart must be the same as his - it should be more tormented than him, and the contradictions that a girl with delicate feelings endure far exceeds that of a murderous villain like him.

Observing Minechelle's face that gradually slowed down, Afriel couldn't help secretly laughing, but before she received Minechelle's reply, a subtle sense of disobedience surged into her heart .

The few pedestrians around have disappeared without a trace, and there is not even a single open shop in the old site of the spacious block.

"Black Saber, there are enemies!"

Annoyed that she shouldn't have focused all her attention on observing her elder brother, Afriel quickly reminded her of the abnormalities around her.

Menechel didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of magic power, but this didn't hinder his trust in Afriel.The red magic power enveloped his body, and the dragon sword appeared out of nowhere, held in his hand, and the red arc flickered between his armor, guarding against the enemies who hadn't shown their clues yet.

After about ten seconds, I heard bursts of piercing sound vaguely, followed by scattered dust, and a heavy muffled sound exploded in my ears.

A large red and white sword protruded from the smoke and dust, and swept away the surrounding dust that blocked the view, revealing the red and white knight standing in the middle of the smashed shallow pit.

Afriel's eyes stayed on the other party's overly visual Camelot-style armor for a moment, and then turned to look at her elder brother's armor. For the first time, the girl's face showed an indescribable awkwardness. color.

The armor of the elder brother and the armor of the enemy in front of him, except for the difference in model and the wide shawl that comes with Menechel's armor, the two cannot be said to be exactly the same, it can be said that they are seven points... even six points similar.

Although it is theoretically possible for the same Holy Grail War to summon different aspects of the same Heroic Spirit, it is still unheard of for the same Heroic Spirit to be summoned twice by the same job agency.

"It's so dangerous, it's so dangerous, I was discovered. My master was shocked when he told me." A female voice came from under the knight's helmet, and her helmet made a mechanical click. With a clicking sound, the combination was quickly submerged into the breastplate, and the wild eyes of the red Saber looked at Afriel with interest: "Are you the master of the black Saber, and you didn't take the opportunity to escape?"

Avriel hid her aura, coupled with the address she deliberately called out earlier and the modern-style clothes on her body, the red Saber got a wrong inference very arbitrarily.

Because of Red Saber's voice, Avriel, who was wondering whether she had an extra "sister", regained consciousness the moment she caught a glimpse of Red Saber's face, and the hidden sharpness was instantly lit up.

—King Arthur... No, there is a slight difference in temperament.

Then the person who is related to the elder brother and so similar to King Arthur—so it turns out that it is Mordred, the son of King Arthur, the disciple that the elder brother accepted after his death, and it turns out that he is also a woman!
Afriel lowered her head slightly, an uncontrollable smile appeared on her face.

Menechel also removed his head armor. He crossed the sword to block Afriel behind him, and at the same time he was sizing up his future disciple in front of him.

The eyes that were blocked by Menechel's sword were quickly attracted by the cloak behind the armor. The red Saber's face showed a strong interest, and a pair of eyes widened exaggeratedly, as if there was a sparkle shining in them.

"What are you doing, your shawl is super cool! Wow, where did you come from the Royal Knight..."

The originally tense atmosphere immediately became tense due to the other party's weird remarks.

"Mordred." Menechel suddenly called out the opponent's name, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and made a gesture of raising his hands: "Could it be that you came here to talk to me these words? ?”

"Huh?" Mordred was taken aback. She frowned slightly and looked up and down at the male servant in front of her. Finally, her eyes shifted from the man's shawl to the armor. She had only seen it once but would never remember it wrong. Scarlet heavy armor.

Mordred's eyes widened, she opened her mouth wide and stared blankly at Menechel's face, and Menechel returned a puzzled expression to Mordred.

"Wait, you..." Mordred took a few steps forward, and the distance between the two sides disappeared in an instant. Mordred looked at Menechel with a collapsed worldview : "Are you Menechel?"

"I've said it all, I need to call the teacher!" Minechel twitched the corner of his eyes and slapped away Mordred's hand that was trying to entangle him, and at the same time took two steps back to re-open the distance.

"But, this is too young, and..." Mordred looked at Menechel and muttered, and she was a little lost while talking.

"I wasn't born to be an uncle."

The appearance of Mordred gave Menechel an inexplicable sense of accomplishment, and the disciples he taught also ascended to the Throne of Heroes.He was just about to say a few more pleasantries when he heard a small cough coming from beside him.
Menechel turned her head to look, and saw Afriel cover her mouth with one hand and whispered with a smile: "Your apprentice? What have you taught her?"

It's clearly just an ordinary question, but everything is written in your gloating eyes—a disciple who can't even be recognized by the teacher, how much do you neglect your own disciple.

"Hmm." Menechel tightened his grip on the sword, and Mordred's impression of himself was that he was still holding a gun.

His eyes froze, he didn't think he could teach Mordred any decent swordsmanship at that time.

Raising the sword, Menechel's gaze, which was a little soft after seeing the old man, became scrutinized again.

He raised his chin to Mordred: "Modred, let me see your growth."

　Added Mordred's voice (when holding Menechel Saber): I didn't expect Menechel to be so young, well... But since it belongs to my father, it will naturally be mine after I inherit the throne something

　　
　
(End of this chapter)