Or, why don’t you find another savior?

"Britain has been destroyed. No matter what you do, you can't change the fact that has been engraved in human nature." Sakura whispered, "Or does Saber not want to save Britain?"

"What do you mean?" Mordred asked.

"I heard from my mother that Britain's destruction is a beacon on the quantum record tape, which means the complete disappearance of the Age of Gods from the earth." Sakura looked into Mordred's eyes, "Even if Saber did nothing at the beginning, Britain's destruction was an inevitable result."

Mordred was so surprised that she could hardly speak. She asked back with all her strength:

"You mean to say that no matter whether what I did was right or wrong, it was meaningless? It wasn't me who destroyed Britain! It wasn't me who killed my father! Even if I did nothing, someone would destroy Britain and Camelot!"

"This... I just don't understand." Ying shook her head in embarrassment, "A friend of Dad once said, 'We should not choose a path based on the sins we carry, but we should bear the sins on the path we choose.'"

"What the hell... I just can't understand what all this nonsense is." Mordred suddenly felt a little weak.

She just wanted to come and see the Master and offer some words of comfort, but ended up finding out some facts that she didn't know before.

"I think I said too much. Saber was here to comfort me, but I dragged you into this negative emotion." Sakura crossed her arms and apologized softly.

"Forget it, it's none of Master's business. You just told me something I didn't know."

Saber sat down on the chair.

Her determination to continue fighting had not changed, but before that, she still needed to talk to her "Queen Mother".

Chapter 52: Hatred That Does Not Exist

The next day, in the shopping district of Miyama-cho.

A night passed, and Marisbury did not send Caster to attack. Shiomi was not sure what the astronomy master was planning. But life had to go on, so he asked the others to stay at home and prepare to hold on, while he went out alone to buy food.

but--

"There's no need for you to come as well, right, Saber?" Shiomi asked.

"Who told the Master to say that?" Mordred followed behind Shiomi, looking helpless. "Besides, the Master still has two Command Spells left, and can use them to summon me at any time like he did yesterday."

Shiomi thought about it, but still did not say that the Command Spell might be interfered with by the Magic King and would not be effective. He just nodded in agreement.

He asked, "You talked with Morgan very late last night."

"We didn't talk about anything, but there are some things I have to ask." Mordred looked at Shiomi's back, "Something like the quantum recording tape, the relationship between the foundation of human nature and Britain, etc."

"Then only she can answer this question." Xi Jian laughed.

"What a joke..." Mordred said in amazement.

Xi Jian also stopped smiling: "But judging from your condition today, it seems that she hasn't told you something yet. No, she probably doesn't plan to tell you."

"Ah? What else could it be?" Mordred couldn't think of the possible content for a moment.

It could be about the Holy Grail War or some secret of Britain. It could be anything.

"It's about the last Holy Grail War." Shiomi said, "Morgan was my Servant in the last Holy Grail War, and he came down to fight as a Berserker."

"I know that." Mordred had heard Sakura say, "For our mother, the position of Berserker is more suitable for her than Caster. After all, she is a bit -"

"Mordred..." Shiomi's tone was somewhat displeased.

"Yes, yes, nothing." Mordred pouted and took back his unfinished words.

She didn't want to get into a conflict with this guy. After all, the fight would never end, and Caster might take advantage of her situation. If she withdrew, she would suffer a great loss.

"In the Holy Grail War ten years ago, in addition to Morgan, there was actually another person who descended as a Saber." Shiomi continued the previous topic.

"Who?" Although Mordred asked, he felt that the answer was about to come out.

"The Knight King, Altria Pendragon." Shiomi said, and then thought for a moment, "Or, would it be more appropriate to use the more common name Arthur Pendragon?"

Before he could finish his words, Mordred grabbed him by the collar.

"That kind of thing is fine! Why did father participate in the Holy Grail War? You still hate me for destroying Britain, right?" The rebellious knight's eyes were trembling, and it was obvious that he was shaken by this fact.

Shiomi remained calm: "It's close, but still a little short."

"what?"

"The Knight Queen participated in the Holy Grail War not because she hated anyone, but because she couldn't accept the fate of Britain's destruction." Shiomi gently slapped away Mordred's hand that was grabbing her collar, and looked at the small knight, "So she made a contract with the restraining force, offering her afterlife in exchange for the chance to compete for the universal wishing machine."

"Dedicate... after death?" Mordred was stunned. "Doesn't this mean -"

"That's right. Until ten years ago, King Arthur's time stopped at the moment before his death after fighting with you." Shiomi continued to walk, and Mordred could only follow.

"Did Father lose in the end?"

Because his mother stayed in this era, Mordred could only grit his teeth and come to this conclusion.

"No, the Holy Grail was contaminated ten years ago. King Arthur joined forces with us and the Rider camp at the time to purify the Holy Grail and end the Holy Grail War." Shiomi said, "But before that, she also found her answer and gave up the search for 'a way to save Britain'."

"Why...why?" Mordred couldn't understand. "You have to give up your dead self as the price, why would you give it up?"

"As for the reason, you should know it best, right?" Shiomi said.

Mordred was shocked: "...I see."

It is not that they gave up on saving Britain, but that they realized that the price of saving Britain would be to sacrifice the entire human history and to separate Britain from it as an alien object and operate it independently.

The two ends of the scale were a world that continued to move forward and Britain that had long been destroyed. After weighing the pros and cons, King Arthur chose the former.

She was willing to pay any price to save Britain, but that price definitely did not include this planet outside of Britain.

"If Britain can really be saved, how will father do it?" Mordred asked, "Father, do you really... not hate me?"

"That king was too noble. In the end, she never hated anyone, including you." Shiomi shook her head. "She just thought that she was not capable enough to change the outcome of Britain's destruction. So... she wanted to go back to the moment when the Sword of Selection was drawn and re-elect a king who was more suitable than her."

At one point, Mordred almost suffocated. She opened her eyes wide, surprised and unable to believe.

That person feels that he is not qualified to be king?

Don't be kidding, how is that possible!

What Mordred hated was King Arthur, who refused to acknowledge her and did not believe that she could inherit the throne.

Her father was a perfect king, and she never denied this fact even when she launched the rebellion and finally confronted him on the battlefield of Camlann.

But such a father actually wanted to choose a king who was more suitable than herself...

"Nonsense, how could such a thing happen!" Mordred couldn't accept it.

"You should know better than me whether I am talking nonsense or not." Every word Shiomi said was true, so his attitude was always frank.

He had no intention of telling Mordred about these things.

But Sakura didn't know these things.

Morgan never seemed to care much about Mordred. If Mordred didn't ask, Morgan wouldn't say a word.

The Holy Grail War was about to enter its final battlefield. Shiomi couldn't bear it, so he took the opportunity when Saber came out to protect him while she was accompanying him on the shopping spree to briefly mention what he had seen.

Most heroes have obsessions that were not fulfilled during their lifetime, and Mordred is no exception.

Shiomi could guess what her wish was for the Holy Grail War without even asking.

Shiomi didn't know whether the wish was right or wrong, but she felt that Mordred had the right to know what the wish meant.

"Whether you believe it or not, the Knight King finally accepted his own death and the destruction of Britain. He accepted the result after trying his best and returned to Avalon with the recovered scabbard."

Shiomi sighed.

Although... the process of accepting that result was a little rough.

Chapter 53: The Approaching Battlefield

Archer has experienced countless battles, both large and small, both during his lifetime and as a guardian after his death.

But among mankind's opponents, few are as difficult to deal with as Xi Jian.

After Shiomi's double guns blocked the attack of the double swords, Archer projected several swords and unfrozen them, and sent them towards Shiomi, only to see the opponent dodge with the smallest amplitude, and then stabbed out with double guns, with the blades crossed and placed on Archer's neck.

"Let's stop here." Xijian put away the gun.

The final battle could begin at any time, so after formulating a battle plan, Shiomi went to the courtyard with Archer to spar.

"Sure enough, it's even more powerful than I expected. Even if I could copy this pair of magic spears, I can't completely reproduce your skills." Archer dusted himself off.

Shiomi stuck both guns into the ground, a little interested: "Can't I?"

According to Morgan, Archer's projection magic, when projecting a Noble Phantasm, can even copy the holder's skills as well, and then present them in exactly the same way.

"It cannot be copied 100%." ​​Archer added, "At least it is impossible to surpass the original owner of the Noble Phantasm."

When fighting with Hercules, it was because the opponent had transformed into a berserker that the martial arts copied by Archer were barely able to offset the original owner's.

"What a strange magic property." Shiomi crossed his arms, "Logically speaking, projection magic can only replicate an empty shell at best..."

However, Archer's projection magic completely avoided this defect. The Noble Phantasm he projected was only one level lower than the original one, and violated the law of equivalent exchange, and was created out of thin air.

"It's probably due to the origin." Morgan came over and concluded calmly, "Archer's origin is related to weapons such as swords, so projection magic can reach this level, or... it is a type of magic specialized in the projection of treasures."

The end point of this specialization is the inherent barrier called "Infinite Sword System".

"I am a little daunted to be praised like this," Archer said briskly, "After all, I am only a copy, but the Witch-sama can create."

Morgan walked past Shiomi and stroked the thorn patterns on the gun barrel of the magic spear standing there.

"It's just a limited item that's not worth mentioning."

"So humble..." Xijian found it very strange.

"What's even more surprising is my husband," Morgan said. "He obviously doesn't like fighting that much, but he still throws himself into the battle against the Magic King without hesitation, thinking about possible strategies to defeat the enemy."

"There's nothing I can do, it's Sakura's fault..." Xijian was also helpless.

"Is that all?" Morgan asked.

Archer also expressed his doubts at this time: "Indeed, I also feel that Mr. Shiomi seems to be looking forward to fighting the Magic King."

Xijian was surprised: "So obvious?"

I didn't expect that even outsiders could see it.

Then, the other people watching in the courtyard also nodded.

"All right……"

He also had to admit that he did want to have a serious fight with the Magic King again.

It was not only because his fellow brother was defeated by the Magic King, but also because he was a magician who inherited the original rune.

When faced with such an opponent, he inevitably developed a sense of comparison.

"Okay, let's disperse."

As Xijian watched the sky approaching night, he asked everyone to go back and rest. He planned to check the barrier of the house again to see if it was necessary to further expand the range of perception.

However, a huge breath attracted the attention of everyone in the courtyard.

Towards Fuyuki Church.

"This feeling..." Xijian narrowed his eyes.

Morgan put away his nonchalant expression and answered calmly, "It must be the signal of war."

The magic spell that slowly expanded from the sky above Fuyuki Church sent a signal.

From this moment on, the church area will become a battlefield, and the Caster camp will wait there for the arrival of other servants and then fight.

"It's really surprising that the Magic King, who always seems to be calm, would actually take the initiative to challenge." Shiomi put away his guns, "Is this Marisbilly's plan..."

This is also a threat.

Malisbilly must have known that Saber and Archer's respective Masters had formed an alliance, and that Shiomi and Morgan had intervened.

If you don't accept this invitation today, Caster will take the initiative to attack next.

"It's not impossible to use this place as a base and launch a defensive battle—" Morgan sighed, "But if the other side wants to decide the outcome in one battle, it's hard to guarantee the scale of casualties in the battle."

If you’re not careful, the entire Fuyuki might even turn into a sea of ​​fire.

It seems that Malisbury had investigated very detailed intelligence in advance, deduced Shiomi's style of doing things, and knew that he would definitely not accept this possibility.

"After all, the opponent is the Magic King." Xi Jian did not hesitate, "Since they have this plan, we can only go along with it."

He walked toward the end of the house.

"Everyone go back and rest for a while and prepare the things you need for the battle." Shiomi said to everyone, "We will set off in an hour!"