They already have a chat group, why bother with the plot?

“I have my reasons for needing the Holy Grail, and there’s nothing for us to discuss,” Saber said coldly.

"Father, you are truly heartless. Can't it be that I miss you and want to catch up with you?" Xiao Mo said somewhat forlornly.

He looks hurt by you.

Seeing Mordred's dejected look, Saber felt a pang in her heart.

You think I'm here to argue with you?

Actually, I'm here to appeal to your emotions.

Oh, kind-hearted girl, you can't escape the traps of human nature.

Chapter 248

Faced with Mordred's sudden emotional appeal, Saber was momentarily stunned.

She never expected it.

That rebellious, arrogant knight could utter such words.

Her gaze was complicated.

For a moment, I didn't know how to start the conversation.

Mordred silently gazed at Saber, awaiting her father's reply.

Neither of them spoke first, and the air fell silent for a moment.

"Xiao Mo, may I call you that?"

At this moment, seeing that the atmosphere was somewhat quiet, Irisviel, who was standing next to Saber and wanted to ease the tension between mother and daughter, whispered to Mordred.

Mordred: “…”

Mordred was speechless at this moment.

Why do they all like to call her Xiao Mo?

She's old enough to be your ancestor, okay?

But when Mordred met Irisviel's expectant gaze, her dissatisfaction vanished like a deflated balloon.

“Call me whatever you want,” Mordred said.

She's already started.

Since she's a friend of his father, it's perfectly reasonable to treat her as a junior.

Seeing that Mordred agreed, Alice Eiffel's face also blossomed into a charming smile.

He clapped his hands lightly and said with a smile, "Xiao Mo, shall we sit down and talk?"

"can."

Mordred nodded.

She came here today to see Saber, and now that Irisviel has invited her, it couldn't be better.

a moment later

Inside the small pavilion in the castle courtyard, Irisviel had prepared exquisite desserts and tea on the table.

She picked up the teapot and elegantly brewed a cup of tea for Saber and Mordred.

Every move she made exuded the elegance of a European noblewoman.

"Thank you," Xiao Mo said, looking at the black tea in the porcelain cup.

Irisviel smiled slightly: "You're welcome."

Her first impression of Xiao Mo was quite good.

She's the kind of person who's unpretentious and speaks her mind.

Coincidentally, Irisviel enjoyed being around this kind of person.

Intrigue and backstabbing are too difficult for her.

"Speak, what brings you here?"

We still have to give Irisviel face.

So Saber took a sip of her black tea before looking at Mordred and asking her a question.

She didn't think her eldest son would come looking for her for no reason.

Saber herself didn't even realize it.

Her tone when speaking to Mordred was undoubtedly much gentler than her initial coldness and indifference.

Mordred was delighted to see Saber speak up.

After clearing his throat, he put on an extremely serious expression: "Father, you seek the Holy Grail because you want to return to the day of the selection of the king, don't you?"

Upon hearing Mordred's words, Saber paused, her hand holding the cup still.

Although he was surprised, he did not show it.

After a brief silence, she spoke: "That's right."

"So... Mordred, you and I will eventually have a battle."

"My dear father, don't you think there are a lot of people participating in the Holy Grail War now?"

Mordred didn't respond, but instead posed a new question.

Saber frowned, her beautiful brows furrowing as she stared intently at Mordred.

"What do you mean."

Then she saw Mordred start counting on her fingers.

"My father, me, Nero, Lancer, Archer, Assassin, and that muscular giant named Iskandar."

"There are already seven Servants on the surface, but as far as I know, there are three more."

"This is impossible!"

Before Saber could speak, Irisviel spoke first.

"The Holy Grail's magic is only enough to guide seven Servants; any more than that won't work."

As one of the three founding families, the Einzbern family's words are naturally highly credible.

but……

"Where's Berserker?" Xiao Mo asked in a flat voice.

"So far, all the Servants that have appeared have maintained their rationality. If there really are only seven Servants, then where are the Berserkers?"

This time, not only Irisviel fell silent, but even Kiritsugu Emiya, who was secretly eavesdropping, also fell silent.

If Mordred's statement is true, there are three more undiscovered servants.

This Holy Grail War will be the biggest anomaly in the history of Holy Grail Wars!

“What are you trying to say?” Saber asked.

“Father, you know me. I have no interest in the Holy Grail, but... if you ask, I am willing to lend you a hand.”

At this point, Mordred finally revealed his true intentions.

In fact, Mordred's situation is not much different from Diarmuid's.

They all wanted to fulfill the loyalty they couldn't achieve in their lifetime.

The difference is that Dimurdo can be summoned by any master.

Mordred, on the other hand, designated only Artoria.

After all, every Knight of the Round Table is a master chef.

"..."

"Is this your intention, or your Master's?"

Upon receiving a message from Kiritsugu Emiya through her earpiece, Irisviel looked at Mordred and asked.

“Of course, it was my own idea. Besides, my master has no interest in the Holy Grail. If I had to say, he's just an ordinary person who was accidentally dragged into this,” Mordred said.

Secretly, after a brief moment of thought, Kiritsugu Emiya continued to send messages to Irisviel.

"If we need to collaborate, I need to meet with your master."

However, when Irisviel relayed Kiritsugu Emiya's words back to Mordred, she showed an extremely speechless expression.

"Hey, hey, hey, the prerequisites for cooperation haven't been resolved yet, and you're already setting conditions for me. Do you think that's appropriate? Father, your true master."

At this point, Mordred found it difficult to judge; why did the other party act as if she were begging for cooperation?

My father's master must be sick.

She's a rebellious knight, after all.

If you don't back down and try to make demands, there's no such thing as a free lunch.

Kiritsugu Emiya also realized what was happening.

Immediately, his gaze was fixed on Saber.

Feeling all three eyes on her, Saber paused for a moment, then looked at Mordred: "Help me, I absolutely must have the Holy Grail."

"okay."

“Since you’ve said so, Father, I will naturally do everything in my power to help you obtain the Holy Grail,” Mo said readily.

"Thanks……"

Upon hearing Mordred's heartfelt words, Saber spoke softly.

Xiao Mo, on the other hand, wore an expression of disbelief.

What did she hear?

Her father thanked her!

Don't be fooled by the fact that they are just two simple words; they are words she has never heard before!

For a moment, Mordred didn't know whether to be excited or thrilled.

But she did indeed help her father, didn't she?

……

At this moment, Ling Yu and Jin Shanshan had already returned to the Matou family.

At first, Nero and Hajime Nagumo were wary when they met Gilgamesh.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of attacking, they temporarily lowered their guard.

"Why did you bring Gilgamesh back?"

Rimuru came to Ling Yu's side and asked in a low voice.

“I plan to make him Sakura’s Servant,” Ling Yu said directly, without hiding anything.

"What?"

Rimuru was stunned.

Nan Yun, standing next to him, also looked surprised.

Should Gilgamesh become Sakura's Servant?

Sakura is so young, is the magic she provides enough?

"This is a deal between him and me. Don't worry, although Shan Shan has a bad temper, he is still a man of his word."

Then, Ling Yu openly recounted his plan to give Gilgamesh a physical body and to summon Enkidu, leaving both of them stunned.

Then, they all looked at their own servants without prior arrangement.

seriously.

It allows heroic spirits to have their own bodies.