I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

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This is somewhat like the feeling of protecting one's food.

She just wanted Morgan's daughter to have one of her own.

"Oh, Bavanshi, I will only ever have one daughter. Your worries are a bit unnecessary."

Morgan came out and said to Bavanshi.

The helplessness in her words is also a manifestation of her maternal tenderness.

This reassured Bavanshi.

"Hmm... I understand... Mother! Please come shopping with me next time, you'll definitely love it!"

"Hehe, I'll keep you company."

Morgan nodded slightly in reply.

His words revealed his doting affection for his daughter.

This was utterly incomprehensible to Mordred.

She was originally Morgan's biological daughter, and she didn't even know where the girl named Bavanshi came from.

Morgan never cared about her.

This concern has now been given back to someone I don't even know.

She clearly hated Morgan so much.

Even now, she still envies these things, as an artificial human, these are experiences she cannot have.

Morgan could not possibly love his offspring like that.

Mordred knew this.

Could it be that the Morgan standing before me is not the mother I know?

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Chapter Sixteen: Morgan's Devotion to Her Husband [Please Subscribe! Please Give Flowers!]

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The question remains unanswered.

Morgan's smile to Bavanshi was genuine.

When was the last time my mother smiled at me like that?

Mordred couldn't help but ask himself.

Indeed, she couldn't recall any memory of being treated like that by Morgan; it was simply impossible to find in the ocean of memories.

Why... does Bawanxi receive such love from her mother...?

Mordred simply couldn't understand it.

Just as Mordred's fighting spirit began to wane, a telepathic message from Lion's Claw brought her back to her senses.

“Saber! The situation over there is terrible! Don’t push yourself any further. I’ll use a Command Spell to teleport you away.”

"Tonight, I used up two Command Seals in one go, which is just awful."

"Hmph...'Zero 97'. Same feeling...I have the same thought..."

Both Lion's Claw and Mordred share this idea.

Encountering such a troublesome situation on the very first day of the Holy Grail War is something that would be difficult for anyone to handle.

Lion Robber, who had escaped the city, raised his arm.

The second command spell flashed with light.

"I declare with my second Command Spell—Saber (Swordsman)! Come to my side!"

Lion Robbery shouted the order.

Things changed in Mordred, far away in the city of Tulipas.

A magical array instantly formed around her, and the powerful force activated by the Command Seals enveloped her.

Morgan and Duve both realized the effects of the technique.

The next second, Mordred vanished from sight.

The Command Spell successfully teleported her to the outskirts of the city where Lion's Claw was located.

"Was he teleported away by a Command Spell?"

"That's good. Let her process the information herself first; otherwise, she won't accept it so easily."

Du Wei didn't pay much attention to Mordred's departure.

Because this was something he had anticipated.

If Duve wanted Mordred to stay, even ten Command Spells wouldn't be enough to move her.

Mordred has been given enough questions tonight.

Recruiting talent also requires a gradual approach.

"I am Mother's favorite daughter. I won't let that girl get away with it next time I see her."

Bavanshi still harbors a strong attachment to the idea.

The next time she meets Mordred, it probably won't be as simple as it is now; a fight wouldn't be surprising.

This is something that Du Wei can mediate.

Bavanshi will still listen to what he says.

Despite being a capricious and cruel little princess, Du Wei's place in her heart has never changed.

This cruelty and tyranny is all a facade.

Du Wei was also very clear about this.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, two cold arrows pierced the air and struck.

It broke the brief respite between Duvi and Bavanshi, its unstoppable power enough to pierce through the Servant's body.

boom! !

A magical wall, like a barrier, blocks the shots.

The arrows struck the barrier, creating an impact comparable to a missile explosion, but they did not harm the people behind the barrier at all.

Morgan's fairy eyes exuded an ethereal quality.

He had somehow acquired a staff that resembled a sword or halberd.

"Ha, to shoot an arrow while my husband and daughter are talking, how despicable. But this arrow is not even as good as a mosquito."

Morgan's smile carried a hint of coldness.

In fact, Du Wei had already sensed the sneak attack the moment those arrows left the bowstring.

He can handle it on his own.

However, Morgan was too protective of her husband.

"Unfortunately, the attack was completely blocked by the enemy's Servant."

"Is that so? Since the enemy has discovered us, we can only leave the battle to Lancer and his men."

Chiron stands atop the castle tower, gazing into the distance.

Chiron uses telepathy to communicate with his Master.

With the clairvoyance granted by the archer class, he could clearly see where Du Wei and the others were.

"That's...!?"

A look of horror flashed across Chiron's eyes.

Morgan, far away in the city, conjured a magic spear in his palm, aiming it directly at Chiron.

Is she trying to ambush me too?!

Chiron immediately realized something was wrong.

But as he tried to dodge and change his sniping position, two streaks of emerald green light suddenly appeared from another direction.

Whoosh!

Two arrows pierced Chiron's left arm.

Is that the Red team's Archer?