The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　"It'll take at least two days to get there from here. Even if Sister Baimao delays it, it'll only take half a day at most..."

　"It's okay... I trust Sieg."

　Lancelot walked forward slowly, looking in the direction the girl left.

　"What we need to do now is to remain calm and think carefully about what we should do."

　"Sir Lancelot is right. We should remain calm..."

　"Think about it carefully. If we were to fly there, it might not even take half a day..."

　Leonardo da Vinci stroked his chin and looked thoughtfully at the Sphinx, which had been galloping across the earth with him not long ago.

　"Although I'm a little reluctant, tools are like this. When necessary, we have to discard them..."

　The huge gauntlet slowly covered the hood of the car, and a glimmer of light flashed in his pupils.

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　Everyone, I have a one-way airline ticket, how many people are willing to take it?"

　"Then why do you need to say it?"

　Arash shrugged. The moment he saw Da Vinci's eyes, he understood what he was thinking.

　"Please feel free to use the materials here. Leave the launch to me when the time comes."

　"I suddenly have a bad feeling. Every time Da Vinci makes that expression, something bad will happen..."

　Romani Agyeman projects the model of Leonardo da Vinci being modified onto his screen.

　"Are you planning to use this as an arrow and shoot it out?"

　"Guessed it right!"

　"By the way, the top speed is over 300 kilometers per hour, right?"

　Arash followed behind, adding some details.

　"Don't say such frightening words!"

　-

　"Hey, hey! Go to hell!"

　The red lightning wrapped around the sharp sword blade cut through the clone in front of him without any pressure.

　"These guys keep coming one after another. It's so annoying!"

　The sound of metal clashing slowly rang out, and the face beneath the mask was revealed. Clarent was raised high in his hand, and crimson thunder was released from his body in one breath.

　"Damn it... How on earth did you know the location of this village? Our concealment should be flawless!"

　After narrowly avoiding the lightning, Hassan the Hundred Faces jumped up and distanced himself from Modred.

　"Who knows about this kind of thing? It's all based on intuition! Intuition!"

　Speaking of intuition, Mordred paused slightly, then turned his head suddenly.

　The broken flag fell to the ground, covered in dust, and was then stepped on by a pair of blue short-heeled shoes.

　The Knights of Honour who were supposed to be behind him vanished completely and silently, and were replaced by an extremely familiar silver-haired girl.

　"Did you find it?"

　The girl tilted her head and threw away the helmet in her hand.

　The helmet turned into spirit particles and slowly dissipated in the air.

　"Your instincts are slowing down, red Saber..."

　"You—that's not right... who are you—"

　Mordred's expression began to become ferocious.

　Memories that were buried deep inside and locked away layer by layer began to emerge.

　"The white figure at that time..."

　Clarent fell to the ground with a thud, his golden hair becoming messy as his hands kept tearing it apart.

　"You are—you are—"

　The past will never be forgotten, it’s just that we can’t remember it.

　The memory of every Holy Grail War is stored on the Throne of Heroes.

　"No! I'm... the Guerrilla Knight, Mordred?"

　"Ah-ah!"

　A hoarse roar like a wild beast came out of Mordred's mouth.

　"Hmm... the stimulation isn't big enough..."

　The girl frowned, and a sharp look flashed in her red dragon eyes.

　The white palm began to clench into a fist, and golden electric current slowly emerged above the fist.

　"Don't come over here! Don't come over here—don't come over here—"

　The crimson lightning dyed the sky red.

　The lightning roared and twisted as it rushed straight towards the girl.

　The sharp sword light flashed in front of the girl, and Balmon dispelled the surging lightning with one strike.

　Flashes of lightning fell around the girl, and the debris and dust stirred up by the explosion completely covered the girl.

　Immediately afterwards, the smoke and dust were torn apart by the intense speed, and the fist wrapped in lightning hit Mordred's face fiercely.

　Time seemed to have completely slowed down.

　Mordred opened his eyes wide and watched his cheek deform faster than the pain could reach his brain. The world seemed to have lost its color and turned into only black and white.

　The next second, consciousness caught up with the body.

　With unstoppable force and speed, Mordred smashed deeply into the mountain wall beside him.

　A huge roar was heard, and the mountain wall and the ground around it were shaking.

　After a moment, cracks began to spread across the mountain wall.

　Then, the mountain wall exploded, leaving only Mordred lying in the rubble, who was awakened by the blow.

　Consciousness Recovery Technique Version 2.0.

　Compared to version 1.0, the effect that only worked on Gilles de Ray has been fixed. Compared to version 1.5, the effect that required more punches has been fixed.

　"To have the Knights of the Round Table lose their ability to move with just one strike, how could this be..."

　The next second, a scream came from the sky.

　"Miss Zieger—get out of the way—"

　Mashu's confused voice, accompanied by a scream, reached the girl's ears.

　If you keep going like this, you'll bump into Sieg!

　There was a glimmer of light in Lancelot's eyes, and his whole body was filled with

　Upper and lower muscles

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　The flesh began to bulge.

　As long as the output of magic power is controlled well enough, this speed can be offset...

　The blue lake light began to flicker above the armor.

　Then, the next second, the girl stretched out her right hand high. As if catching a baseball, she jumped over and grabbed the arrow that the group was riding with one hand, then landed steadily back on the ground.

　The ability to rewrite the laws of physics at will—amazing, isn't it?

　"I see. Is this what it feels like to land smoothly?"

　Arash supported Bedivere and slowly walked down from the modified arrow.

　Lancelot looked around awkwardly, then quietly rolled down from the arrow, and then helped Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka down from below.

　"Now I understand why you rely so heavily on Ms. Sieg. You are truly a rare breed. If I had truly let all of you go, the First-Daimyo would have chopped off more than just my head..."

　"It's good to be strong...but..."

　Can you try to rely on others when necessary?

　No matter what he does, he does it by himself. It's really... so sensible that it makes people feel distressed...

　It's not just the care as a father, but also the care as a companion.

　It's time to let go of the burden on your shoulders...Excessive burden will only completely damage a person.

　"It hurts, it hurts... You must have been venting your anger when you attacked me, right? After all, I almost beat you to death..."

　Mordred's voice slowly reached everyone's ears from the ruins behind the girl.

　The girl blinked slightly, then under Lancelot's horrified gaze, she came to Mordred's side and slowly squatted down.

　"You're not angry?"

　"Yeah... You don't look angry at all from that expression... Damn it! You must be venting your anger!"

　"No? After all, we were enemies back then, weren't we? And there can only be one victor in the Holy Grail War..."

　Mordred rolled his eyes helplessly.

　This is natural... pure white paper...

　I seem to have heard that my father was like this before?

　If that is really the case...will my father treat me as a relative at that time?

　Spots of green fluorescence shot out from the girl's fingertips and merged into Mordred's cheek. The pain began to recede like the tide, and the wound began to gradually heal.

　"Looks like he's awake now..."

　"Yeah... your punch completely woke me up..."

　Excessive desire leads to the distortion of nature. As long as there is a force that can suppress it and slightly satisfy a little bit of the desire on this basis, the desire will completely assimilate the entity in order to satisfy it.

　"Family love... I was actually used by something like this... Really..."

　Mordred took the hand the girl offered him and slowly sat up from the rubble.

　"After all, you're just running away like Lancelot, Saber of the Red Side. Aren't you very direct? Then why are you so unwilling to believe the truth that your intuition tells you?"

　The fact that The Lion King is not King Arthur, that his inner self is not your father's...

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　Fairy Knight: Chapter 18: The Rebellious Knight

　At that time, why not rebel against the Asian Lion King?

　The other person is not the father you know, and your intuition, which you have always been proud of, keeps reminding you of this.

　The brothers and sisters all understood the situation at the time, and they killed their former compatriots out of the glory and righteousness of their own lives.

　why?

　you...

　Choose to stand on the side of the Lion King?

　Because of the sentence "I need your help"?

　The overflowing desires kept flowing out from the hole in my heart uncontrollably, as if it were endless.

　why?

　You, the wish I've always had...

　Gain recognition from the father.

　Even if it's just a simple word.

　"I..."