Hellish Affairs

"Don't mess around! Joyas!" Mordred turned his head and wanted to shake off the opponent's hand, but found that Joyas' hand seemed to have magical powers, and he gave up struggling unconsciously.

The soft moonlight illuminated the two standing in the middle of the street. Looking at Mordred in front of him, Joyas felt as if he had returned to Britain for a moment, and his heart was full of nostalgia.

After a while, Joyas remembered something and asked, "By the way, Mordred, what is your wish for accepting the summon this time?"

He didn't realize that the moment he finished speaking, the girl in front of him immediately became stiff.

Chapter 231 Brief Separation

The atmosphere suddenly became silent, and Joyas seemed to be aware of this, and for some reason, he lowered his head and looked at the girl whose expression became extremely unnatural: "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing special! It's just a very common wish..." Mordred quietly raised his head to glance at the other party, and then quickly lowered his head.

And it has already been done.

"Is that so?" Joyas didn't find the girl strange.

I just think that if the other party doesn't want to say it, let her go.

Because the two still have to patrol, although this is an excuse to talk with Mordred.

But now it's not easy to keep touching the other person's head, so he chose to withdraw his hand.

After withdrawing his hand, Joyas, who was very concerned about Britain, asked, "By the way, Mordred, how is Britain?"

"Britain?" Mordred, who looked at Joyas' hand with a regretful expression, widened his emerald pupils and asked in surprise, "Haven't you been back to Britain, Joyas?"

"I'm sorry... just treat it as if I lost that part of my memory now." Joyas Pendragon also realized that he should have returned to Britain in the history of this world and became the dragon of disaster. right.

"Is that so? No wonder..." Mordred, who had always been puzzled since the meeting, looked at Joyas blankly, as if he finally understood something, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Not knowing what the other party was thinking, Joyas looked at her with some doubts: "What's wrong? Is there anything strange?"

"It's nothing." The bright smile on Mordred's face did not weaken at all, and he patted Joyas on the back: "It's just that it's great that Joyas hasn't changed much."

"It's changed but hasn't changed much?" Joyas, who was slapped several times, was also infected by the girl's smile, and said with a wry smile, "It sounds like it's not bad."

In the following time, Yuexia and the two continued to talk.

From Mordred's mouth, Joyas knew that after he left, the situation in Britain seemed to be developing well and not as bad as Merlin said.

Although it may just be the way the world develops.

Speaking of the changes in the city, talking about Lancelot and Guinevere, talking about Arturia and her mother...

Mordred said many, many things about Britain.

It was like showing all of Britain in front of Joyas' eyes. Even though the words were a little clumsy, they belonged to Mordred's unique perspective.

It tells Joyas how Britain is prosperous and peaceful, and how people live happily in the city.

Joyas looked up at the night sky dotted with stars, and quietly listened to the girl's words in his ear.

"That's great..." The blue pupils seemed to see the beautiful Britain through countless obstacles, and he whispered softly: "I really want to see that kind of Britain with my own eyes."

Mordred smiled brightly and said, "There is definitely a chance, because you are Joyas Pendragon, the star dragon rider of Britain."

"What is that? Is Joyas omnipotent?" Hearing Mordred's words, Joyas couldn't help laughing, then looked at the full moon in the sky and said, "Well, it seems that today's It's here."

"Huh? Joyas, are you leaving?" Mordred looked at Joyas in a panic, his emerald eyes were a little nervous.

"After all, our alliance is not on the surface, and Lion Jie is also standing in the position of the clock tower to be hostile to the Thousand World Trees." Joyas explained to the girl: "So let's temporarily separate for now. ? Don't worry, we will meet tonight."

"I understand." Mordred nodded, and then smiled: "Don't perform worse than me in this Holy Grail War? Joyas! I always want to surpass you!"

"Of course, I won't make you laugh." Joyas looked at Mordred standing there, hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Then I'm leaving?"

Mordred looked at Joyas with an undiminished smile: "Well, see you tonight."

Seeing that there was no excited reaction from the other party, Joyas, who was relieved, also smiled back: "See you tonight."

……

"Hey, Big Sister, it's hard work." With a smile on his face, Achilles waved hello to Atalanta who came back.

Atalanta's originally indifferent face showed a little helplessness: "Rider, I told you not to call me by this name, right?"

"It's just a respectful title, respectful title, don't worry about such details." Achilles showed a nonchalant expression, and then asked: "By the way, the priest asked the elder sister to contact you with the Black Assassin, right? How is it?"

"I have brought the Black Assassin and her Master here, and I should be negotiating with the priest now." Seeing the rider's attitude, Atalanta had no choice but to give up and ask the other party to change his words, and said flatly.

"Hey, what kind of servant is he?" Achilles' eyes were full of curiosity.

Karna, who was standing aside like a statue, was resting with his eyes closed, seemingly not interested in it.

Thinking of that petite figure with scars on his face and white hair, and the crazy murderous look like a dying beast when he was tracked down by him.

Atalanta said with a grim expression, "I'm a very young child, I can't even imagine what I've experienced to become a heroic spirit."

"Is that so..." Achilles, who seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a bit heavy, didn't continue to say anything.

Because the father is a patriarchal man who only wants a son.

Born in Arcadia, a paradise of nature, Atalanta, the princess of Arcadia, was supposed to be abandoned in the forest since she was a child.

Seeing this, Artemis couldn't bear it, so she fed her with the milk of a she-bear.

This kindness made her a ardent follower of Artemis.

Atalanta, who was abandoned by her parents since she was a child, survived because of the care of others, so she also hopes to repay this kindness to her children.

And her wish to participate in the Holy Grail War this time is to see "a world where all children grow up surrounded by love."

Therefore, when Atalanta saw a child like Assassin of the Black appearing in the world like a murderer, she couldn't help but clenched her hands, and her determination to realize this wish was further strengthened.

"Also, before I was going to contact the Black Assassin, that Black Saber was fighting her." Atalanta said with gritted teeth.

Achilles looked at her in surprise, and asked in confirmation, "Saber the Black?"

Karna, who had no interest at first, opened his blue eyes all of a sudden.

Chapter 232 Astolfo with a keen sense of smell

Achilles also saw that Lancer's gaze, and he looked back at the corner of his mouth: "What? Lancer, are you also interested in that black saber? I thought you didn't care about the servants of this Holy Grail War." Care?"

"No matter who the enemy is, I will naturally wave the spear in my hand." Karna said calmly: "But that holy swordsman is a heroic spirit that I must fight against."

"Oh? Holy Sword Maker? Speaking of which, that god-made weapon seems to be the legendary Holy Sword of the Stars?" Achilles said with great interest: "But I'm also very interested in that black Saber, isn't it? Give it to you easily, okay?"

"..." Karna didn't speak, just glanced at rider and nodded, closed his eyes again and said nothing.

I don't know if he nods to admit that he gave up the opportunity to fight Saber Black, or that he agrees to fight for this opportunity with Rider.

Seeing that Lancer had turned back into a sculpture-like state, Achilles curled his lips consciously and bored.

In another part of the church, Kotomine Shiro with a smile on his face watched the Sixth Director Reika and Black Assassin leave holding hands, until their backs were blocked by the tightly closed door of the room.

"I didn't expect that Black Assassin would rely on that woman so much, he's obviously just an ordinary person." The Assyrian Empress Semiramis, who appeared next to Kotomine Shiro from the spirit state, was a little surprised in her tone.

"Isn't it touching?" Kotomine Shiro said calmly.

"Moved? Is that stupid?" Semiramis pointed out the essence of the relationship between the two bluntly: "As long as you show any dissatisfaction with the Black Assassin, it will take your life without hesitation. That woman must be very aware of such a dangerous guy."

When she was hiding in the dark just now, she had already seen through the incomparably cruel truth beneath the innocent surface of the Black Assassin.

"Even so, the fact that you are with Black Assassin like walking on a high wire is enough to make people moved?" Kotomine Shiro looked at his servant with a smile, and then changed the subject: "Anyway, they have successfully won over On our side, let’s not talk about the Black Assassin, what do you think about the Black Saber fighting the Black Assassin?”

"How else can you see it? Don't you think that what the Black Assassin has done is too much, so you want to let it go out first?" Semiramis said indifferently.

Kotomine Shiro shook his head lightly, his amber-yellow pupils looked a little deep: "Lancer said that the real name of the Black Saber is Joyas Pendragon."

"Joyas Pendragon?" Semiramis' first reaction was not the dragon of disaster, but another title closer to her history: "One of the twin kings of Uruk?"

"Sure enough, you would want to go there..." Kotomine Shiro said with a wry smile, "The most famous legend about him should be the dragon of disaster that caused Ragnarok in Norse mythology, right?"

"What does that matter?" Semiramis said with an indescribable smile on his beautiful face, "Isn't this name alone scaring you? My Master."

As if he didn't understand the provocation in the other party's words, Kotomine Shiro continued to say with a calm expression: "That Joyas Pendragon is still the son of the White Dragon in Britain, and one of the former Knights of the Round Table."

"So?" Semiramis, who finally realized what was happening at this moment, looked at his Master seriously.

"After meeting with the master of Saber, I have already received news from the clock tower. The holy relic that the clock tower provided him is a corner of the round table, which means that it is very likely that the saber is related to Joyas Pendragon. We know each other." Kotomine Shiro said his guess lightly: "And Shishi Jiejieli and his followers happen to be in that town."

"If Joyas Pendragon is ready to negotiate with Saber, maybe he has successfully turned the enemy into a friend?" Semiramis said dissatisfiedly: "So let's control that Saber in the first place." It's fine in hand."

"It's just a possibility. Of course, we have to make corresponding preparations." Kotomine Shiro smiled, "By the way, we can complete that technique tonight, right? Assassin."

With a poisonous and beautiful smile like a poppy flower, Semiramis nodded arrogantly: "Yes, just look forward to it, it is the citadel of the sky, the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, which is beyond human reach."

"Well, I look forward to it."

The priest smiled softly, then turned to face the statue and continued to pray intently.

……

When the hazy white light shone on the horizon, Joyas returned to the castle of the Tree of Thousand Worlds.

Not long after he came back, he was spotted by Astolfo, who was sitting in the courtyard admiring the flowers with Frankenstein, and ran over yelling.

Although in Joyas's view, it is more like Ah Fu, who has evaporated from rationality, is harassing Kenniang who is guarding the flowers.

"Saber! Are you back?" Astolfo asked like a cannonball as soon as he rushed over: "How is it? Is it interesting? How is the Black Assassin? That's great! I want to go to the town too !"

Joyas shattered his fantasy: "Let's just say, because of the Black Assassin, no one will show up in the town these few nights, and the shops are only open during the day."

"Then go during the day! Why don't we leave later?" Astolfo's eyes sparkled, as if he was really interested in modern towns.

"No! Besides, I just came back?" Joyas glared at the jumpy guy, and slapped him hard on the head.

Astolfo rubbed the place where he was knocked, and suddenly moved towards Joyas as if he smelled something.

So Joyas subconsciously supported Astolfo's forehead with one hand to prevent him from approaching.

But what he didn't expect was that the rider sniffed it like a dog, and then said loudly, "Ah! Joyas went to find other girls?"

are you a dog !

Joyas, who just remembered that he touched Mordred's hair with his hands, looked at Astolfo in surprise, and resisted the desire to complain.

I didn't expect that I just touched it... Maybe I could smell the smell after touching it a few times.