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"You can try it on later. Believe me, this thing not only has special attacks against men, but also increases attack speed."

As soon as he said this, he was despised by the same lion as expected.

You kid, you dare to deceive even a saint, you are so brave.

What made Shishi Jie even more speechless was that Joan of Arc had no doubts at all. Instead, she nodded seriously and began to look at Lingxia's outfit carefully.

I don’t know if I really don’t understand, or if I trust someone too much…

As Shizijie thought about this, he did not notice that Jeanne's earlobes had turned red. In the depths of her soul, Leticia covered her mouth with both hands and shouted:

"Holy lady, don't be deceived! This is a professional skirt, it has no special effects!"

"I, I know..." Jeanne covered her face, "But the problem is the distance, it's too close!"

After Joan of Arc said this, Leticia realized belatedly that in order to be at the first scene of the melon-eating, Shuoyue replaced Astolfo's position in the middle as a buffer zone, with the left side of her body overlapping with the lion, and due to her body shape, the right side seemed as if Joan of Arc's face was actively resting on Shuoyue's shoulder.

Shuoyue didn't feel anything, but Jeanne hadn't recovered from the blow that sank her gentleman version of Shuoyue. When she got too close to the young man, she couldn't help but think of her original outfit and her self-strategy.

Then he broke through Miss Saint's shame at a very fast speed.

"It's up to you, Leticia!"

The blonde saint was replaced in an instant, with a look of helplessness in her eyes. It was obviously Leticia who was on the call. She didn't have as many thoughts as Jeanne. She just looked at the people poking their heads outside the church and felt a little strange.

It's like the boys she often looked at outside the classroom when she was in school. Did they look at me out of curiosity?

Who says heroes are destined to be high and mighty? No matter how famous a person is, he will still be troubled by taking care of his children, and he will lie outside and peek like he is gossiping.

...Suddenly I felt more friendly.

Leticia smiled slightly and continued to watch the movements in the church. In front of Mordred who had already started whistling, a "well" sign appeared on Daimao's forehead. He trembled with anger and began to take out the holy sword.

"Calm down, Artoria, don't forget the reason why we tricked her... ahem, brought her here." In the church, Lingxia stopped Da Mao who was starting to accumulate anger, and rummaged through the props brought by Little Jack. After searching for it, he finally took out three books and said with a smile as if he had found a treasure, "Found it!"

The melon-eaters outside the church immediately concentrated and took a closer look.

What is the weapon that makes Sixth Director Lingxia so happy that she thinks she can conquer Mordred?

A magical elixir that confuses people's hearts? Hypnosis and brainwashing attire? Or is it the final Noble Phantasm?

Since everyone couldn't sleep anyway, they looked carefully for a long time before they could make out the words clearly from a distance. The big words written on the gold-plated cover were "The Britannic Children's Encyclopedia"!

"What, what is this?!" Mordred was stunned, "Hey, are you kidding me, King Arthur? This book is for three or four year olds!"

"What do you know? This is a book that Lingxia and I have studied for a long time before choosing it." Artoria crossed her arms and had high morale, "I don't believe that I can't cure you!"

"The Children's Encyclopedia Britannica, also known as the Encyclopedia Britannica, is produced by Encyclopedia Britannica, the same company that also publishes the famous Merriam-Webster Dictionary..."

Reading out the origin of this book almost mechanically, Leticia looked at Mordred, who was also stunned, and couldn't help laughing.

Encyclopedia Britannica would be delighted to know this. King Arthur of Britain has carefully selected royal books for his children. There is no more powerful advertisement than this...

After all, who would have thought that the famous King Arthur would not only come back to life, but also deliberately re-educate Mordred? By the way, the book is from a publishing house with the British name!

Simply speaking, even third-rate movies and dramas would not dare to act like this!

Just as the onlookers were marveling at the fun of the intersection of time and space, inside the church, Altria flipped through a thick book, suddenly frowned, and stealthily pulled Lingxia to the window where everyone was.

Discovered? !

The melon-eating crowd suddenly held their breath and concentrated, and saw the holy king looking towards the sixth director Lingxia, with a look of help on his face.

"Help me, Lingxia...how should I teach you?"

A certain girl whose children were almost as old as her could not hide her distress.

Sixth Director Lingxia:...

People who eat melon:...

A moment later, a chorus of exclamations echoed through the sky.

"ha--?!!"

Chapter 520 Tolia’s mother’s class begins

Tolia’s mother’s class is now open!

My child's grades are always bad, what should I do?

Quickly use the Merlin brand EX curry stick, it is a precious weapon and you will always have peace of mind. Mothers must remember it!

What? Are you saying that your mother doesn’t know how to teach you?

Hmm... I can't save him, I'll just wait for death and say goodbye.

Without even a moment feeling guilty about being caught, the enthusiastic melon-eaters immediately rushed to the scene and started asking questions.

Question 1: Doesn’t the famous King Arthur know how to teach children?

It’s not that I don’t know! It’s just that Merlin has taught me so much that I don’t know where to start! "

Artoria waved her hands to drive away the imagination that popped up in Shuoyue's mind, and tried to save face: "For me, concepts such as addition, subtraction, multiplication and division of elementary school students and calculus and advanced mathematics are difficult, which means I don't know where to start teaching!"

As we all know, although Mei Liang lacks the emotions that humans should have, he only has a lot of love for Artoria. How could he not teach anything during the thousand years that Du Mao stayed in Avalon? Seeing the nightmares of the world with clairvoyance, even if you tell a story casually, it will be enough for the listener to benefit a lot.

It is no exaggeration to say that today's idiots can easily get a few doctorate certificates, but because of the long time accumulation, Artoria is very proficient in all knowledge. Even if she teaches how much one plus one equals, she can still By the way, it is extended to the Fibonacci sequence.

But the question is, can students who need to be taught even one plus one really understand what a sequence is?

"Sure enough, that old bastard Merlin is the most useless." Shuoyue was flipping through the encyclopedia curiously. Beside him, Joan of Arc's eyes were almost overflowing with envy.

As expected of the legendary kingmaker, that's great. I also want someone to teach me knowledge...

A village girl who couldn't even do Leticia's exercises prayed so sincerely.

"Ha——So Master, you have been watching outside the church the whole time!"

On the other side, Mordred grabbed Lion Jie by the collar, bared his teeth and turned as red as an apple: "Asshole, do you have any conscience! I am locked up here to protect you! Let's go! La, hurry up and leave!"

"But I think you had a lot of fun..." Lion Jie raised his hands in surrender, "Okay, okay, to be honest, knowledge is an equally important weapon for a king. What's more, your father is very busy right now. Are you sure that the teaching that was set aside for you will just go away like this?"

Shishi Jie is worthy of being an old father. In just two sentences, he not only did not step on Xiao Mo's minefield, but also successfully expressed her inner thoughts.

This is my father. If he is not fighting, he is on the way to eat! Artoria, who would not even look at her during her reign (the same was true in Chaldea), now on the eve of the decisive battle, she abandoned the proper camp confrontation and seriously planned to educate her!

After realizing this fact, Mordred almost burst out laughing. But what's interesting is that she didn't turn around and leave. Instead, she worked hard to increase Dumbao's anger value while staying in the church honestly. Here, I didn’t leave without saying anything.

As for Artoria, it was even more interesting - before Sakuyue and others came, she held the curry stick five times, swung Avalon three times, and wanted to use the liberation form and the rifle more than ten times... but Until now, she still looked angry, and the Noble Phantasm had not fallen on Mo Zai once.

"It's almost like a parent-teacher meeting..." Shuo Yue couldn't help but twitching her lips when she heard Jeanne d'Arc or Leticia's murmur.

"Do you feel disillusioned? King Arthur and Mordred in the ancient legend did not get tense after meeting, and of course they did not appear to be in a happy mood. They only had trivial quarrels - yes, it was like the rebellious period that can be seen everywhere. A child is like an old father whose father’s love arrives late but arrives.”

This is not something Sakuyue would say. His tone should be more sarcastic and ruthless.

Leticia looked back in surprise, only to find that Altria was puffing up her cheeks, grabbing the back of the young man's neck and leading him towards the confessional.

"Follow me quickly, Leticia!"

"Eh? But, Lady Saint..."

From the corner of his eye, Shishi Jie caught sight of Artoria and others leaving, so he changed his attitude and suddenly said:

"So, what do you think?

Lingxia pointed her hand and motioned for Sieg and Astolfo to come over, clearing a space for Lion Jie and Mordred. Facing the sharp gaze under the Master's sunglasses, Mordred felt as if he had been seen through. After a long moment of hesitation, he finally said:

"Nothing...Master, do you still remember last night?"

"Yesterday? We left the Mirenia Fortress and drove to Sighisoara overnight." Lion Jie recalled doubtfully, "Does this have anything to do with today's situation?"

"Almost. I suddenly figured it out on the way." Mordred's eyes were empty. She looked at the puzzled face of Lion Jie, but a hazy scene was reflected in her eyes.

It was on a desolate country road, and the car stereo was playing country music with a gloomy atmosphere. However, in the silence, Mordred did not feel the awkward atmosphere.

Regarding this situation, Mordred couldn't help but find it a bit incredible. During her lifetime, she had never been in such silence with someone other than herself. Either the other person ran away, or walked away, or they hated each other to the point of almost killing each other—mostly one of these three situations.

I have never let anyone down my guard, and at the same time, no one has opened up to me. The so-called life, the so-called knight, and her own existence named Mordred, she always believed that this was how it should be.

I said so. "

"Well, what's wrong?" Hearing the Master's rude response, he wasn't very angry. There were very few cars driving on the road, and even the music that originally seemed a bit noisy became a mere emphasis on silence.

Hey, I'm asking you what's wrong?" Shizijie made a surprised sound. Actually, he just called him and didn't ask any questions.

So, what exactly did I plan to ask just now?

"Ah... I forgot what I was going to ask."

"Although this often happens to humans, could it be the same with Servants?"

"I think so. After all, this is our second life, even though we don't need to eat or sleep."

"That's obviously the case, but I think you're quite good at eating—"

"It's so noisy. It's not because I'm hungry, but because I'm curious about the taste."

"As expected of someone who was born on the dark island of food."

"Please don't say such bad things that I can't refute, Master."

It was boring, extremely boring, but even so, we continued to talk about boring topics.

I'm really happy, at least to the extent that I can think of myself as "I would be happier if I had a drink." Why didn't I have a hearty chat with others like this before my death? That's natural, because my father did not do so.

Therefore, since he wants to inherit his father's career, he will naturally not do anything his father refuses.

However, the things my father has never done are so happy. Is it because he is happy that he doesn’t talk to others? Or are you not talking to people because you are unhappy? Or do you think this is unnecessary behavior? Maybe - all of them.

The goal that her father was looking at was too far away. He devoted all his efforts to create a peaceful country. Although the knights under her command also devoted their efforts, they seemed too short-sighted.

It was as if letting the villages in the territory dry up was a ruthless and cruel act... They could not get away from this idea, and could not see the victory behind it. That was natural, because "if we don't let the territory dry up, we will lose" was just an assumed future. Maybe we can win even if we don't let the villages dry up? Once you think like this, distrust of the king will take root in your heart.

...Because it was none other than myself, the rebellious knight, who incited them with such a statement.

The king is aloof and lonely. This is a matter of course and an undoubted fact. But... if we have a good conversation, it might be better; if we open our minds and deepen mutual understanding, we might be able to open up a different path.

"What's the matter? Why are you silent all of a sudden?"

"It's so noisy. Of course a king will have worries that others don't understand."

"Okay, okay, I, the court magician, just shut up."

Hearing what Lion Jie said, Modred's mind flashed with an image of Lion Jie Jie Li wearing a suspicious robe and with a back bent like an old man, and he suddenly burst into laughter.

"It doesn't fit at all! No, Master! First of all, you should start with this face and repackage it."

"Hey, hey. Please don't make irresponsible remarks about other people's looks. Don't look at me like this. In fact, I have always been very concerned about this face."

After hearing these words, Mordred couldn't help but be a little surprised. Although it was a trivial matter, she had a deeper understanding of Lion Jie Jieli.

Just by living together for a few days, I know a lot about someone. If you were willing to talk to others during your lifetime, how much would you know?

If I could talk to the king - would I be able to know more about the king?

Even though it has already been thrown into the distant past, I still can't stop thinking about it.

It was as if the goddess of fate had glimpsed her chaotic thoughts, so now, she stood here and saw her father's serious look, her father's angry look, her helpless and even doting look...

In his remaining knighthood in Britain, Mordred had never seen Altria express such rich emotions, and that was why she was so attached to this feeling, reluctant to leave.

On the other side, Arturia didn't notice Joan of Arc who was quietly following behind her. She dragged Shuo Yue to the corner, clasped her hands together, and said in an almost collapsed tone:

"Although I know your condition is not right, please help me, Shuo Yueqing!"

Daimao meant that Shuoyue's personality had changed, and Shuoyue, feeling guilty, thought that the matter between him and Ta Miao had been exposed... and felt inexplicably guilty.

He didn't have to help. The assassin was not the real person and could have stayed out of it. He could have leisurely watched the father-son relationship drama and at most made a few comments. What's more, the decisive battle was tomorrow, and it was not in line with the assassin's principles to help something that was not helpful in the war.

But faced with Arturia's rare expression of 'collapse' and 'pitiful', Shuo Yue also unknowingly followed in Mordred's footsteps.

After all, who can say no to a silly furry that's flirting with you?

"I understand...I will help you, or rather, us."

"Huh?" Leticia, who was hiding at the door, was stunned when she found Shuo Yue appearing in front of her, casting a shadow on her shivering body with a kind smile.

"Miss, you don't want the teacher to think that you have given back all your knowledge, right?"

Such a strange name was discovered? !

Leticia and Jeanne were both startled, and then were dragged out of the door by Shuoyue. Before she could stop herself, she heard Shuoyue shouting:

"Lingxia, contact Amakusa, how can you let this kind-hearted saint go by for such a thing as education!"