In Britain, the Noble Phantasm: Divine Key

That unlucky kid really didn't know his own strength when he bit!

"Pah!" Mordred wiped his mouth, crossed his arms, and said, "If there's a next time, I'll bite your hand off!"

She wasn't exaggerating when she said that; with her B+ level strength, she could easily crush even a stone.

"Wow... I'm already injured at the very beginning. I'm so unlucky." Looking at the teeth marks on his hand, Lion's Bane couldn't help but sigh in frustration.

"Sir, the payment is complete." The clerk respectfully handed the neatly packaged clothes, black card, and invoice to Yanan.

"Thank you." Yanan nodded slightly, took all the items, and then said to Lion's Robbery and Mordred, "Alright, we have something to do, so we'll be going now. Hope we'll have a chance to meet again in the future."

"Um, could I have your contact information? I'll pay you back," Lion Robber said, scratching his head.

“No need, it’s nothing.” Yanan smiled and shook his head, then took Nidhogg’s hand and walked outside.

Watching the departing figures of the unfamiliar young couple, Lion Robber couldn't help but sigh, "I never thought that even I would encounter such a good thing."

"That's strange," Mordred muttered to himself, watching Yanan's retreating figure. "Why does that guy look so familiar?"

Chapter Fourteen: What truly defines someone as unlucky?

"Huh? What did you say?" Lion's Robbery turned to look at Mordred in confusion, but he couldn't hear him clearly because Mordred's voice was too soft.

“I mean, that guy who paid for us just now, he gave me a really familiar feeling,” Mordred said, scratching his head. “It’s like I’ve seen him somewhere before.”

Lion's body tensed abruptly, his gaze instantly becoming as sharp as a blade: "Is it Servant?"

It's no wonder that Lion's Claw is so nervous. Sighshwara is now a gathering place for all the Red Faction's Servants, as well as the Black Faction's Assassin, whose real name seems to be Jack the Ripper, and other Black Faction Servants who may or may not have infiltrated the city. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe it as a den of dragons and tigers.

In this situation, he naturally had to be on high alert and prepared for anything.

“It doesn’t seem like it. I didn’t sense any fighting spirit or killing intent from that person.” After thinking for a moment, Mordred added, “Besides, when I accidentally revealed my real name just now, he didn’t react at all. That doesn’t seem like the reaction a Servant should have.”

Lion's Robbery thought about it carefully and realized that it made sense. If it were Servant, he would immediately think of the true meaning of the name and react subconsciously. But the two people just now remained calm and did not show any unusual reaction to the name.

It seems I was overthinking things... He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then said irritably, "It's a good thing you knew you accidentally revealed your real name. Luckily, those two were just ordinary passersby. If they had really been Servants, we would have been at a huge disadvantage."

"Oh, what does it matter? I'm the strongest Saber anyway. So what if my real name is revealed? I can just beat the enemy down, right?" Mordred clenched her fist and said confidently.

Lion Robber glanced at her sideways: "From what you're saying, you're pretty brave, huh?"

"Just kidding, I'm super brave, okay?"

"In that case, you can handle the Black team's Rider then," Lion's Claw said casually.

Mordred's expression stiffened slightly, and she glanced away guiltily: "It's just a dragon, what's there to be afraid of?"

"The key is that guy might be a sub-Servant who inherited Odin's power. Who knows if he has any other trump cards?" Lion's Lament sighed.

"Hey, whose side are you on anyway? Why do you always boost others' morale while belittling your own? I'm strong too!" Mordred complained.

"If I could, I'd also like to know which side I'm actually on." Lion Robber rubbed his temples and gave a helpless, bitter smile.

Mordred tilted her head and looked at him: "So, you don't trust that priest and nun?"

"Do you really believe them?" Lion's Robbery retorted.

Mordred chuckled and patted Lion's shoulder: "As expected of my Master, I knew you wouldn't be so easily swayed by those two."

"So, what did you find out about those two guys?" Lion Robber asked curiously.

"Well, I haven't found anything, but that priest always gives me a really annoying feeling, making me want to stab him in the back," Mordred said, pursing his lips.

Lion's lips twitched slightly: "You're supposed to be a knight, can you please not make a sneak attack sound so righteous?"

"Knights are such inconvenient things, as long as we can win, isn't that enough?" Mordred said matter-of-factly.

Lion's Roar shook his head helplessly: "What about that nun named Sesshouin Kiara? You don't mean you're thinking of stabbing her with your sword too, do you?"

"of course not."

Before Lion's Claw could even show the relief of an old father, Mordred said in a low voice, "I will just unleash my Noble Phantasm and take her down."

"Cough cough..." Lion Robber choked on his own saliva a few times, scratched his head and said, "It can't be that serious, can it?"

“No, Master, I must remind you of this.” Mordred looked at Lion's Lair seriously, his azure eyes revealing a rare solemnity. “Under no circumstances should you be alone with that woman. If such a thing happens, immediately use a Command Spell to summon me back to your side. Do not hesitate for a moment.”

Seeing his servant's attitude, Shishigaki finally realized the seriousness of the matter and nodded without hesitation: "No problem."

Mordred nodded in satisfaction, his previous seriousness vanishing instantly, replaced by an enthusiastic expression: "By the way, Master, let's go have lunch. I'm really looking forward to the food of this era."

Lion's lips twitched slightly: "Didn't they say Servants don't need to eat?"

"Oh dear, don't say such discouraging things. My pleasure is eating. And since I finally got this body, it would be a shame not to enjoy it properly."

Due to the difference in physical strength, Lion Robber was eventually dragged towards KFC by Mordred with a look of utter despair on his face.

Not long after they left the clothing store, Yanan and Nidhogg emerged from the alley next to the store, watching the two figures disappear into the distance.

"As expected of an counterpart from another world, not only do they look very similar, but their personalities are also just as energetic." Nidhogg seemed to be recalling something, half with satisfaction and half with emotion.

Hey, this doesn't seem like a good thing at all!

Yanan's lips twitched slightly. The thought of coming home one day to be greeted not by his sweet daughter's smile and loving hug, but by a powerful beam of light sent a chill down his spine.

Such a future will not bring smiles!

“However, the thought of fighting this child on the battlefield in the future... makes it hard to bring myself to do it,” Nidhogg sighed.

Although they did not come for the Holy Grail, their opposing stances were an undeniable fact. Even if they had no intention of fighting, the other side might not.

"It's alright, we can just hide and let someone else have her," Yanan comforted her.

Nidhogg wrinkled his small nose: "But I don't want anyone else to hurt her."

Although she knew perfectly well that the Mordred in front of her was not the one she knew, she couldn't help but feel a maternal instinct rising in her heart when she saw that familiar face.

“…” Yanan sighed helplessly, “Alright, I understand. I’ll be careful when I do it.”

“Then I’ll leave it to you, my dear husband~” Nidhogg chuckled and put her arm around Yanan’s arm. It was clear that she had this in mind from the beginning.

She couldn't bring herself to harm Mordred, and she also felt bad if others hurt Mordred, so after thinking it over, she decided that it was best to leave it to her husband.

"You really know how to cause me trouble." Yanan shook his head helplessly. Defeating Mordred with his strength was not difficult, but having to defend against the opponent's attacks without harming him increased the difficulty several times over.

After all, Mordred is quite well-known, and with the red dragon genes she inherited from Artoria, she is considered a formidable figure in the Servant field.

"Oh dear~ who told you to be my wise, mighty, and all-powerful husband?" Nidhogg said coquettishly, clinging to Anan's hand. "I believe this little thing is absolutely nothing to you."

Yanan rolled her eyes silently, casually tossed all the clothes she had just bought into the alternate dimension created by Thousand Worlds One Journey, and continued walking down the street with Nidhogg in her hand. "Alright, the interlude should be over by now, and we should continue our date. But we have to be careful, or things will get complicated if we run into that kid again."

Because of his previous battle with Karna, his true identity had been exposed to the Red Team. So after arriving in Sighishwara, he used the mental power of Feather Dust to create a mental disguise for himself, thus deceiving the Red Team.

The fact that neither Lion Robbery nor Mordred recognized his identity was also due to the effect of mental disguise.

However, because Mordred possesses the highly illogical ability of intuition, he is unsure whether the other party will discover his true identity. To be on the safe side, he should avoid having too much contact with the other party.

However, an American engineer named Edward Murphy once proposed a famous law in 1949: If something can possibly go wrong, it will, no matter how small the probability.

"Huh? It's you guys? What a coincidence, we meet again."

Seeing Mordred and Lion's Revenge walking towards him carrying a bag full of hamburgers, Yanan finally understood the meaning of this law.

To be honest, Sigiswara isn't a very big city, but it still has a resident population of over 100,000. For them to run into those two guys again in less than an hour is just too unlucky!

Wait, what bad luck?

As if a flash of inspiration had struck him, Yanan instinctively turned to look at Nidhogg beside him.

If he remembered correctly, it seemed that it was because he summoned Nidhogg that his original A-level luck was directly reduced to C-level.

Nidhogg's good fortune...

"Huh? Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something dirty on my face?" Nidhogg turned his head and asked in confusion, seemingly noticing Yanan's gaze.

Yanan sighed, "Honey, how about we go to church later and ask for a cross?"

Nidhogg: ? ?

Let me explain the situation.

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Chapter Fifteen: Guide to Dealing with Mischievous Kids

Although they were unlucky enough to run into Mordred and Lion's Robbery again, perhaps because Yu Duchen's mental disguise was too perfect, or perhaps because Mordred was not on guard against them, Mordred obviously did not suspect them. Instead, she warmly invited them to lunch, saying that she wanted to repay them for their previous help.

Yanan instinctively wanted to refuse, but seeing Nidhogg's eager look, he finally sighed helplessly in his heart, silently turned the power of Feather Dust to the maximum, and then followed Lion's Robbery and Mordred to find an open-air cafe to sit down.

“I was a bit rushed before and didn’t have time to introduce myself. Hello, my name is Shishikatsu Kairi, and I am… um, an archaeologist.” Shishikatsu tried his best to show his most friendly smile and extended his hand to Anan.

“Anan, an unemployed bum.” Anan smiled and shook hands with Lion's Robbery, teasingly saying, “But judging from Mr. Lion's Robbery’s appearance, he doesn’t seem like the typical orthodox archaeologist.”

"Well, there's no way around it. Archaeology always comes with certain risks, so we have to learn some self-defense techniques." Lion Robber chuckled awkwardly. "Mr. Yanan is probably not a local, is he?"

“Well, I’m from England. Since I had nothing to do lately, I thought I’d come here with my wife for a trip. I heard that the medieval scenery in Sighishwara is quite nice, so we came here.” Yanan suddenly sighed. “However, I heard that a serial killer has recently appeared in Sighishwara, making everyone here very uneasy. We’ve lost our interest in sightseeing and plan to leave by car tomorrow.”

"It's alright! Don't worry!" Mordred swallowed the remaining half of the hamburger, wiped the crumbs from his mouth, and patted his chest confidently, "We're here to take care of that serial killer!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Anahn's eyes at the right moment. He turned to look at Lion's Robbery, who could only laugh awkwardly and say, "Well, this kid has been obsessed with anime lately. He always fantasizes about being a hero who saves the world or a knight who upholds justice. Mr. Anahn, you don't need to worry about it."

On the other side, Lion Robber hurriedly said to Mordred through the contract, "My little ancestor, you'd better say less, or you'll scare these two away."

"Tch, boring." Mordred curled his lip, but then caught a glimpse of the little tabby cat lying on the table next to him. Suddenly intrigued, he turned and started playing with the cat.

“This child is quite energetic,” Yanan said with a smile. Nidhogg, sitting next to him, gazed at Mordred with tenderness in his eyes.

"I apologize for the rudeness," Lion's Bane sighed. "Although it may be impolite, I would like to remind you, Mr. Yanan, that it would be best if you left Romania soon. Things are not peaceful here lately, and if you continue to stay here... you might encounter danger."

He said this not only because of the existence of serial killer Jack the Ripper, but more importantly because Romania has now basically become the battlefield of the Holy Grail War.

Although the Holy Grail War has a rule against interfering with the surface world, Heroic Spirits are Heroic Spirits after all, and their destructive power is immeasurable, especially the first-class Heroic Spirits. Their very existence is tantamount to a natural disaster. If things get really heated later on, and they go all out, who will care about the rules?

Putting everything else aside, Mordred alone, in her Noble Phantasm-unleashed state, could destroy the entire Sighshwara in an instant.

For an ordinary person to remain on the battlefield of the Holy Grail War is a very dangerous thing.

Yanan seemed to think for a moment, then nodded and said, "Thank you for reminding me, Mr. Lion Robbery. We will consider it carefully."

Lion Robber nodded, glanced at his watch, and saw that the hour hand was pointing to two o'clock, which meant it was almost time for his appointment with the magician from the Magic Association.

In order to figure out why the Black Assassin committed such a series of murders, he planned to go to the morgue to examine the bodies of the victims, hoping to find some clues.