In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

The Lion King, Goetia.

The main issue is that there's a big project going on with Goetia, but I'll be writing about it soon.

I'll write a chapter today to clear my head; my brain feels foggy.

--Good night.

Chapter 209 A Bed Scene is Always Expected Before the Great Battle

"So what exactly happened? I sensed you were hiding something from me when we met up again at Lancelot's place. Roman has been unwilling to say anything either. Now, tell me the truth—Crowley."

In the room at night, Artoria, sitting on the edge of the bed, looked at Lovi lying on the bed, whose expression seemed a little off, and spoke seriously.

"—"

Instead of answering directly, Luo Wei thought about how to handle the situation.

Just after he returned from the Atlas Institute, Mordred's Noble Phantasm caused Lovi's disguise to break down. The black mud that he had stopped suppressing was coughed up in large gulps. Although he managed to suppress it again in time, the overflowing part was not enough to pose any threat. However, this scene still frightened Artoria and the others who rushed out after hearing the noise.

Only Mordred, who knew Lovi's true strength and that she had definitely held back with her Noble Phantasm, could understand that this situation was absolutely abnormal. After all, she had been joking around with Lovi using Noble Phantasms before, and her combo attacks that carried killing intent couldn't even get close to him. How could this possibly hurt him now?

However, judging from his behavior, Mordred suddenly realized that Rowe might not be faking an accident; there seemed to be some serious health problem on his part. That meant—what followed was naturally the much-anticipated beating from his mother.

After being given a good scolding by Artoria, Mordred was then taken in for a talk by Nitocris.

If Rowe hadn't spoken up to explain, and if she hadn't gained considerable prestige among the village children during this time, Mordred would have been mistaken for a spy sent by the Lion King by the Hassans today, and almost chopped up on the spot.

"I'm in great shape, Artoria. I was just teasing Mordred. Attacking the Lion King is more important right now..."

After giving Artoria a few perfunctory words, Rowe was about to get up from the bed to leave when he discovered that he couldn't move his arm at all, because Artoria's hand was tightly gripping his wrist, making it impossible for him to move.

"..."

Those earnest eyes, just like they were a thousand years ago, made Luo Wei momentarily stunned.

Looking at the blonde girl in front of him—no, actually over a thousand years old, only slightly younger than his master, Artoria—Lovi sighed helplessly. Finally, he uttered a line often used by a certain sadistic strategist.

"I'm sorry, but this is a necessary sacrifice."

"Are you going to sacrifice yourself? What exactly happened?"

"Don't worry, I have no intention of sacrificing myself, and I will definitely be fine. Don't forget that your Avalon is still inside me, I will not die."

In the end, these were the only words Lovi could say to comfort Artoria.

However, such words obviously wouldn't fool Artoria. If Nitocris hadn't barged in later, Lovi would definitely have been thoroughly interrogated by Artoria today.

"Lord Lowe, are you alright?"

Nitocris, who had just completed her final strategic deployment, rushed in after hearing the news of Rowe's injury.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw Artoria and Lovi, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, and a look of joy appeared on her face. However, seeing him lying in bed, she couldn't help but feel worried.

"I am fine."

Luo Wei shook his head and answered with a smile.

"Hey, you see? I told you, this guy's body is as tough as a dragon's. How could a mere Noble Phantasm possibly..."

"you shut up!"

Before Mordred could finish speaking, Artoria, worried about Lovi's safety and not having a chance to settle scores with her, gave her a cold look, and then, just like a thousand years ago, coldly rebuked her: "No matter which world you're in, you're always as impetuous as ever. When will you ever grow up, Mordred?"

This sight made Mordred shrink back in fright.

As the saying goes, every creature has its nemesis. Despite her arrogance, she is an uncontrollable figure in Camelot, and even Agravivan cannot command her.

However, there are also things she is not good at dealing with.

For example, her own father, Artoria, and the kindness of others.

Nitocris thought Mordred was a very innocent child.

Although she is willful, capricious, and aggressive, it is a facade she uses to protect herself. If someone is kind to her, Mordred will repay them as much as possible.

This is also a key reason why Nitocris was able to control her.

As Mordred traveled back and forth between the Mountain Village and the Sand City with Nitocris, she gradually accepted her current situation. Especially when playing freely with the children, she gradually rediscovered some of the childhood she had never had, and so she quickly became the leader of the village's children.

But the nightmares of the past still haunt her, and even now, Mordred still feels she has wronged her father. So even when she sees Artoria, and the other party frankly says that she has forgiven her, Mordred still can't let go of her resentment and is unwilling to rebel like Lancelot did—"For my daughter, I might even defeat the Lion King"—with a sudden departure.

Although she refused to raise her sword against the Lion King, as a prisoner of war, she had no face to go back. Similarly, Mordred would not allow the Cavalry to harm her new friend, which was an important reason why she stayed at the village entrance and did not participate in the pre-battle preparations.

"Alright, stop scolding her... Mordred didn't do it on purpose, did she?"

Seeing Mordred being scolded, Rowe could tell that Nitocris wanted to speak but was unsure of her stance. So, in the end, he was the one who spoke up to plead for Mordred, creating a scene reminiscent of a wife scolding her child while her husband pleads for her.

"And isn't it nice to look so energetic?"

Mordred responded with an awkward smile. Looking at this guy who had a grudge against her from the very beginning, who was now actually going to be her father, she felt quite complicated.

Although Mordred really wanted to ask his father from the other world what he saw in this guy, he was afraid that if he asked now he would be beaten up, so he honestly admitted his mistake and said that he would not do it again.

Seeing this, Artoria felt somewhat helpless.

Although more than a thousand years have passed, she is still not very good at handling Mordred's previous relationships.

Did she hate him? Initially, she certainly did. With Lancelot, it was because she felt indebted to Guinevere and had handled things poorly, so Artoria never harbored resentment towards either of them. But Mordred, that child—her rebellion was the final blow that killed her. However, over a thousand years had passed, and the events in Britain were merely a part of her life. She had long since let go of what needed to be let go, and she had probably already forgiven Mordred.

However, she still finds it difficult to get along with Mordred from the perspective of a mother and daughter, and always subconsciously tries to communicate with her from the standpoint of King Arthur and the knight.

Mordred was already quite satisfied with this.

After all, Artoria wouldn't attack her the moment they met; instead, she could communicate with her calmly—something she never even dared to dream of. Although criticism was still frequent, her father was, after all, her father, and it was normal for him to be strict.

Later, not only Mordred arrived, but also Ritsuka, Kyoko, Hassan and the other three, who came to the room to check on Lovi's condition, in addition to the knights who were still preparing for battle.

With the team about to embark on their campaign, the head coach's injury at this time is not good news.

But seeing that Luo Wei was alright, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

—Kai was the happiest of them all.

After all, he was Artoria's brother. Even though he was from another world, he still couldn't help but feel excited when he saw his silly sister, who only knew how to fight, grow to this level.

So he deliberately stayed in the room and chatted for a long time, stalling for time and letting Hassan, who might cause trouble, leave.

As the night grew deep and all was quiet, Artoria, seeing that the silly deer still showed no sign of leaving, coldly said, "Compared to all this, Brother Kai, don't you have more important things to do?"

"Other things?"

Hearing this, Kai was a little taken aback. Bose and Gaheris were fighting on the front lines in the desert, and the front lines in the mountain village were also ready. There should be nothing going on now.

"Think again."

However, just as he was feeling puzzled, Kai looked up and found that Artoria was looking at him with a threatening gaze.

"Oh! I've got it!"

In an instant, Kai understood and immediately said with a serious expression, "Speaking of which, I suddenly want to exercise to prevent my legs from cramping during battle. Goodbye! Mordred, you come with me too, I've been training you a bit."

"Drill me?"

Mordred looked at Kai with surprise, and instinctively wanted to say something to Kai.

"You have hair..."

“Yes, yes, I have a new blanket that I hunted. Come on! I’ll take you outside to see it.”

Kay didn't give her a chance, covering her mouth and then forcibly dragging Mordred away. This scene left Lowe feeling somewhat bewildered.

However, he still reminded them, "You two shouldn't disturb others, okay?"

"Don't worry, we'll definitely go far away and won't bother you..."

After saying that, Kai dragged Mordred away from the room in a mysterious manner.

--boom!

As the door slammed shut, Lovi realized that only he, Artoria, and Nitocris were left in the room.

As the last two light bulbs left, the atmosphere in the quiet room changed slightly.

At this time, with this number of people... it feels like something's about to happen.

Are we going to have group sex?

Sensing the tense atmosphere, Luo Wei coughed lightly: "Speaking of which, I'd also like to exercise..."

"Crowley, you stay here!"

Before Luo Wei could run away, Artoria stepped forward and hugged him tightly, saying, "I won't let you get away."

"Eh...Eh?!"

Nitocris was taken aback, and her reaction was a little slow as she suddenly realized what Artoria was about to do.

Should I also avoid this area...?

"What the hell are you talking about?! Do you really want to be someone's bridesmaid?!"

Seeing that this guy had actually chickened out at this moment, the voice of Anubis, the strategist who had always been there, began to echo in her mind.

This sentence also directly woke Nito. She glanced at Artoria, who was holding down Lovi's arm, and found that the other was giving her a look, the meaning of which was already very clear.

"What are you still standing there for? Come and lend a hand!" Artoria urged.

"...Okay, okay."

Nito cautiously approached, about to reach out, but looking at the two disheveled individuals, she found herself at a loss for what to do.

"Impulsiveness is the devil... You two should be more mindful of the occasion."

With his hands and feet pinned down by Artoria, Lovi's body stiffened slightly.

Honestly, he never expected Artoria to pull this stunt.

But while they were stiff, they weren't completely unable to resist.

Although Artoria is comparable to a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, her Saintly physique is no joke. However, the current situation is special, and she must concentrate on suppressing some undesirable things. She had just collected the little bit that had been exposed when Mordred hit her with her Noble Phantasm. If she opened the River of Death at the headquarters, everyone would be collectively Altered today, which would be a really big problem.

"Huh? What's this?"

Nitocris, who had been summoned by Artoria to help, was a little unsure of where to begin. However, when she saw the black crystal with a gem-like surface that she had just collected by Lovi's bedside, she couldn't help but ask it with some confusion.

"This thing is..."

Compared to Nitocris's puzzled expression, Anubis's eyes sharpened instantly upon seeing the object, and he urged with a hint of mischievousness, "That's a crystallization of magic, Nitocris. It's a very important thing. You should quickly help him put it away."