I, Kousaka Kyousuke, the Knight of the Helping Table

Now, I am——Illya, the Queen of Arms!

Chapter 45 Mordred: Anyone who gets close to Sayuri will die!

Nabo was a little troubled when she saw Kyosuke and Miura starting the tracking mode again. Her original plan was to let Mordred intervene when the two were about to go home. Because Mordred was very familiar with both of them, he could easily take them both away.

But now things are getting a little difficult. It's all because of that troublesome yellow-haired guy. Wouldn't it be better to just go home?

A big part of the reason why Naba doesn't want Yeshan to interfere is that the other party's existence will greatly interfere with Miura's choice, which will also affect Kyosuke's judgment.

"What should we do now?"

Eriri looked at Kyosuke and Miura who were about to walk away with some distress. It was obviously not a good sign that the plan had gone wrong from the very beginning.

"Well... never mind, Mordred, just go ahead. Be careful not to get discovered by that yellow-haired guy, and drag them out before Master Kyosuke and the others can react. As long as they lose sight of that yellow-haired guy, there won't be any big problems."

Na Bo hesitated for a moment, but for the sake of her own extra income she finally decided to proceed according to the original plan. After all, if she missed this opportunity it would be difficult to find such a good opportunity to make money again.

"Hey? What if Kyousuke and Yumiko plan to go home directly after Hayama leaves?"

"Use your brain and try to hold them back as much as possible. You can find any excuse. Being unreasonable is in line with your character as a naughty child."

Faced with Mordred's question, Nabo didn't have any better solution and could only ask Mordred to improvise. However, if the plan went astray from the beginning, no one knew what would happen in the end.

"What is the character setting of a naughty child?"

Although he was dissatisfied with Naba's words, Mordred still followed her command and walked directly towards Kyosuke and Miura.

Since the Dog-Headed Military Advisor has told me to adapt to circumstances, then I should just do it at my own pace.

Mordred doesn't care about the overall plan. She just wants to complete her task and get her share of the spoils in the end.

"Ah, Kyousuke!"

When she was less than five meters behind Kyosuke, Mordred suddenly made a sound to attract the attention of the two people, and then she rushed towards Kyosuke and Miura in front of her with an exaggerated expression.

Snapped.

Ying Lili covered her face with one hand. She really couldn't bear to watch any longer. It was simply too horrible to watch.

Yui, who was standing by, also became embarrassed after seeing Mordred's performance: "Mo, her expression is too artificial. Is this okay? Yumiko is not that easy to fool."

Nabo pretended to be calm and said, "Probably. Anyway, as long as we can hide it from Master Kyousuke, that guy is always easy to deceive."

In fact, Nabo regretted it the moment he saw Mordred rushing forward. If he had known that this guy was so bad at acting, he would have chosen Mashu. At least as long as Mashu insisted, Kyosuke would definitely take this pink-haired puppy with him.

"Ah, Mo..."

Kyosuke heard someone calling him from behind. He recognized it as Mordred's voice and wanted to turn around and say hello to her, but as soon as he turned around, he was knocked to the ground by her.

"Kyosuke! Kyosuke!"

Mordred, riding on Kyosuke, kept shaking Kyosuke's stomach and yelling at him.

"Mordred..." Kyosuke looked helplessly at the unknown object riding on him, "Are you a wild cat from somewhere?"

Mordred didn't care about Kyosuke's complaints. She continued to jump rhythmically on Kyosuke's abdomen as usual.

"Hey, Kyousuke. Come play with me. I missed you."

"What the hell?"

I thought that you, Mordred, as the daughter of the King of Knights and a Knight of the Round Table, would have something profound to say after you knocked me down in the street in public. I didn't expect you to say such vulgar words!

"How about it? Let's go play together, Kyousuke."

Mordred ignored Kyosuke's constipated expression. She reached out and pulled Kyosuke's mouth and said innocently.

"…What are you doing?"

Kyosuke felt that this Husky was too enthusiastic today. He waved away Mordred's hand that kept wandering on his face, looking very unhappy.

"I'm just lonely and want to play with Kyosuke."

Mordred stared at Kyosuke and spoke word by word.

Lonely, you are a ghost! You are not your mother, or is it that you Pandragons have inherited the nymphomaniac attribute? How come I didn't know anything about it before?

No, you seemed to be a nympho before, but wasn't the person you were lusting after the store manager? What, seeing that it was hopeless to pursue the store manager, you planned to eat me first and then wait and catch the store manager in one fell swoop?

I didn't expect you to be this kind of Mordred.

Kyosuke wondered if he should get to know this guy who he had always thought had zero IQ.

However, Miura, who had been silent since a while ago, had a different opinion.

It's too deliberate. There's something wrong with Mordred today. The conversation from the beginning to now feels like it's just reading from a script.

Miura could clearly feel the tone of sarcasm in Mordred's words.

"It's so contrived. What on earth is that girl doing? I chose her because I was afraid that the others would be exposed."

Naha, who was not far behind the three of them, also saw through Mordred's pretense like Miura, and she covered her head with her hands, looking as if she had a headache.

I was careless. I thought this careless guy would behave more naturally when reading the script, but it turned out to be even worse. It's really despairing.

Not only Nabo, but others also noticed the problem that Mordred was showing. They all proposed ways to remedy the current situation.

"Xiao Mo, this won't work. Someone needs to guide her. How about I do it?"

Yui thought of a solution that was not a solution, but it was immediately rejected by Yukino.

"No, didn't you tell them before that you were going to ask Kasumigaoka for an autograph? What if Miura asks you to take out the signed novel? You don't even have one."

"Humph, you guys are always causing trouble instead of helping others. It's time for me, Eriri-sama, to step in at this time."

Eriri puffed out her chest and proudly told everyone that she was the savior.

“No! No!”

However, in less than a second, everyone beat him back to his original form.

"If it were you, Eriri-chan, you would definitely start a quarrel with Miura-san first."

Mashu's words were the least hurtful.

"As for you," Yukino glanced down at Eriri condescendingly, "are you sure you won't fight with that woman?"

"It may not be polite to say this, but I don't think you can stay calm the whole time, Miss Eriri. If you can't help but whip Master Kyosuke with your braid, all our plans will be ruined." Nabo turned her head away, not wanting to meet Eriri's gaze. "It doesn't matter to me. Even if the material is not explosive enough, the material of Eriri beating Master Kyosuke with her braid is enough to at least report to the Madam."

Maybe it can even encourage my wife to buy some interesting props in the future, such as candles or ropes. Extra money is just a bonus, and making things that make me feel happy is my lifelong pursuit.

If you know it's rude, don't say it.

After being hit repeatedly, Eriri complained in frustration: "So what do you think we should do now? Should we let Mashu go up and remedy the situation?"

"Eh? Me?" Mashu didn't expect Eriri to come to her. She quickly waved her hand and denied it. "I can't do that. I won't lie to my senior."

"What an enviable loyal dog."

Yukino rolled her eyes at Mashu who was loyally protecting her master. What should she do if she can't rely on anyone else?

Are you going to let me do it myself?

Yukino immediately rejected the idea.

Stop joking, what would I say if I went up there?

Should I say to that guy, "Uncle Kyosuke, do you want to play with me~"?

This is absolutely impossible. His entire personality has collapsed, okay?!

"Indeed, Ms. Yukino, this is impossible."

Naha seemed to see what Yukino was thinking, and she comforted her with a look of regret on her face.

"That wave."

"what happened?"

"Can I hit you?"

"Emm...No."

He hesitated for a moment but finally shook his head. Although it was very exciting to let Miss Yukino do S to him, it was not the time.

"Everyone wait a moment. There seems to be new developments over there."

Yui, who had been observing Kyosuke and the other two without participating in the discussion, noticed that there seemed to be new developments over there, so she quickly called out to her companions.

"Where? Where?"

After hearing Yui's call, the others immediately gathered around and secretly observed.

Then they saw Miura hit Mordred on the head with a knife, making her get off Kyosuke.

"Sorry, Miura, give me a hand."

Kyosuke extended his right hand to Miura, asking him to help him pull him up. Because Mordred's sneak attack hit his stomach directly, Kyosuke felt his stomach churning. If it weren't for the fact that they were almost at the restaurant and the food in his stomach had been almost digested, Kyosuke felt that he would definitely vomit.

"Really? What the hell are you doing?"

Kyosuke brushed the dust off his pants and looked at Mordred with dissatisfaction.

"Because I miss Kyosuke. After all, Kyosuke hasn't come to see me for a long time."

Mordred bit his finger and spoke to Kyosuke using stick pronunciation again.

"Who taught you to say such cheesy things? They are totally inappropriate for you. You should just speak more normally."

Kyosuke felt that Mordred was not suitable for such a sweet tone at all, and such an artificial feeling would not have any effect other than giving people goose bumps.

"How could that be possible? I don't have..."

"Alright, alright, don't say anything." Kyosuke stopped Mordred from continuing, "You must be out of money again, right? Are you here to ask me for pocket money?"

According to his past experience, Mordred would only approach him under one circumstance - when he had no money.

"No...no."

Mordred quickly denied Kyosuke's guess, but Kyosuke ignored him. He took out his wallet, took out two bills and handed them to Mordred.

"Here, here you go."

Are you going to give this little money to a beggar? You know, if the plan succeeds, I can get at least three to four times more pocket money.