Dimensional Lost

813 frowned, and Artoria responded with an unpleasant tone.

"Oh, oh, my holy maiden, Your Highness, I didn't expect you to come, so please wait until I get rid of this damn impostor!"

Caster, who had been hidden for a long time, appeared. He bowed his head respectfully, and knelt down like a courtier meeting the king.

"Do you still deny it? Arthur! I didn't expect you to hide so deeply. Besides the Knights of the Round Table, there are such subordinates!"

"When you say that other people's demons are crooked, what about yourself?"

Mordred, who has always longed for King Arthur, apparently now mistakenly believes that King Arthur is behind his back and established this unknown special force figure.

Out of the corner of the eye, there were some broken clothes and small shoes on the side. Mordred's eyes were so cold, and the battle just now made her feel constrained by the appearance of a few children. And then become these monsters.

"What's going on? Saber, is this person really your subordinate?"

Irisviel hid behind Arturia and asked quietly.

This Caster made her feel very uncomfortable, and Mordred's look was not hatred, but a look of discrimination and contempt, which was completely different from before.

Arturia was really at a loss. She really had no impression of this person at all, and the tone of Mordred also made her very unhappy. .

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Chapter 041 This time the Holy Grail is the Friendship Association?

Still having no clue, Artoria frowned, very confused. Those who are to be selected by the Holy Grail to become Servants usually have certain merits, and the Caster in front of them must also be.

By the way, this guy will call Mordred a counterfeit. It is estimated that he also knows that Mordred is also a clone of himself. If so, there is still a possibility that this guy is from Morgan. .

"Are you guys from Morgan?"

Thinking of the name Morgan, Artoria was also annoyed, and it could be said that she was responsible for the disputes between her and Mordred.

Hearing Arturia's words, Mordred was also taken aback, but he rejected it again. If it was from Morgan, why would he attack himself, then he should attack Arturia.

"Morgan? You are talking about Your Highness, it's me, have you forgotten? I am your faithful servant, the one who fought together with you."

With a look of anticipation on his face, after Caster finished speaking, he found that 'His Royal Highness' was still very confused, and when he looked at himself in front of him, he revealed whether he had a problem with his head.

"Have you forgotten all about it? How sad it is that, despite your resurrection, did the goddamn god take away your memory? Quickly remember, you are the Saint of Orleans, the savior of France. …”

She covered her face with her hands and cried, like a child, her expression changed so quickly.

"Enough, shut up!"

Without waiting for the other party to cry about this in 967, Arturia really couldn't stand this guy, and yelled loudly.

It was also because of the harsh words that Caster was stunned.

"What's wrong? Irisviel~"

Irisviel behind her pulled herself.

"I think I know who this guy is~"

The saint of Orleans, the savior of France, with such an obvious hint, has already made Irisviel guess who is coming. After thinking of the people related to her through the identity of the saint, the truth is almost the same.

"You are Marshal Gilles de Reis, right!"

Irisviel said in an indifferent tone.

Because this guy has a crazy legend, which makes people who know his past, especially women, hate such people even more.

"Oh, oh, this beautiful lady, the saint's friend, I didn't expect you to know me~"

"Marshal Gilles de Reis? I don't remember there is such a person in Britain, and he doesn't call him that? Irisviel~"

"Well~, he's not from Britain, but the marshal of France. The saint this guy is talking about is Joan of Arc. Maybe you two look very similar, so I think you are Joan of Arc~"

After explaining it to Artoria, Irisviel suddenly froze, and Artoria also thought of something.

"is her?"

The two said in unison, that Ruler was estimated to be Joan of Arc, and the two looked at each other.

This Holy Grail War is getting more and more strange. Irisviel has some headaches. Arturia and Mordred, characters of the same period, have all kinds of disputes, and then this Gilles de Ley Marshal Si and Joan of Arc were also comrades-in-arms and national heroes of the same period, how could it be such a coincidence.

This time the Holy Grail is the Friendship Association?

"How could Joan of Arc have such a disgusting comrade-in-arms as you, you bastard go to hell!"

Mordred, who had been silent all the time, took the opportunity to reply with some stamina. Of course, she listened to the conversation between the two sides, and her heart was relieved. Sure enough, King Arthur was still the person she longed for.

After he said this coldly, he stepped on his feet, and with a bang, the figure in place disappeared. Mordred swung his sword and attacked Caster directly.

At the same time, Mordred's words confirmed Arturia and Irisviel, and they were right.

However, before hitting the slash, Caster pulled the wide robe away, and a small child appeared, with that terrified face, Mordred had to withdraw his strength, and at the same time those octopus-shaped monsters, tentacles directly Pulled over.

However, before hitting the slash, Caster pulled the wide robe away, and a small child appeared, with that terrified face, Mordred had to withdraw his strength, and at the same time those octopus-shaped monsters, tentacles directly Pulled over.

Blocked the attack in front, but the attack behind Mordred was too late to defend.

However, the tentacles behind him were directly disconnected in the middle, and were cut off by a sharp weapon.

"Thanks!"

Looking at Arturia who was standing beside him, Mordred thanked him in a low voice, and said it a little too late.