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

In retrospect, he was still too inexperienced.

It's hard to imagine that if he became a target, he wouldn't last three seconds.

"That dark-skinned guy has been suppressed."

"That's strange, why do I feel like the other side is doing it on purpose?" Iskandar said, stroking his chin as he watched the two fight.

Having been king for so many years, I still have this much discernment.

That dark-skinned guy is definitely holding back!

Don't be fooled by his wide-open moves; his voice is also incredibly loud.

But it just doesn't look right.

"He's trying to kill himself."

At this moment, Ling Yu revealed the truth.

"Trying to die? Why?" Weber didn't quite understand.

Nero was the same as Joan of Arc.

Jin Shanshan, on the other hand, seemed to be deep in thought.

"Because Berserker's real name is Lancelot," Ling Yu said directly, without keeping anyone in suspense.

“Lancelot!?” Weber exclaimed.

Another big celebrity.

Following Mordred and Queen Arthur, here comes Lancelot.

There are now three Knights of the Round Table.

Did this Holy Grail War stir up trouble for Britain?

"Lancelot?"

Iskandar pondered for a moment, then turned his gaze to Diarmuid.

"Hmm... Lancer, what do you say?"

Dirumdo remained silent.

No matter what he said, he didn't say anything!

He knew exactly what Iskandar wanted to ask.

His famous tragic love story with Irish princess Granny Cornmark is considered the prototype for the love story between Lancelot and Guinevere, Queen of Arthur.

So, how do we explain his feelings right now?

There was a feeling of being fellow sufferers in the same boat.

Of course, there was also a period of weakness.

Instead of focusing on his dating history, you should pay more attention to his illustrious track record.

Chapter 258 The Bewildered Kiritsugu Emiya

"Stop! Stop it! Don't fight anymore! Don't fight anymore!"

When Xiao Mo arrived late and saw the two fighting together, she shouted and drew Excalibur, standing between them with the force of thunder.

Crimson lightning erupted from her body, forcibly separating Saber and Lancelot, whose devices were about to touch.

Mordred's intervention caused this.

Saber also voluntarily put down her sword.

She looked at the figure opposite her, whose entire body was covered in black, with a sorrowful expression.

The purple armor that symbolized nobility and elegance in my memory is gone, replaced by a deep black like ink.

He displayed madness and tyranny, completely different from the brave, strong, and helpful Lancelot she remembered.

"Lancelot, is it because of me that you've become like this?" Saber asked painfully.

Yes.

From beginning to end, Saber believed it was her fault.

It was her fault for not doing it well.

This led to Mordred's rebellion, the fall of Britain, and the downfall of that holy knight.

She did not blame her ministers, but reflected on herself, which truly made her a worthy king.

but

Saber's words only made Lancelot react as if he had been provoked.

A hysterical roar came from under the helmet.

“Arthur!!!”

Then, to Mo's astonishment, he raised his greatsword, his toes barely touching the ground, and with a whooshing sound, charged straight at Saber.

The raised greatsword indicated a fight to the death.

Seeing this, Xiao Mo was shocked and also leaped up, swinging Excalibur in his hand to block it.

Next second

With a loud 'clang,' the two swords clashed, and the terrifying force from the swords forced Xiao Mo to land on the ground while also taking a step back.

Mordred stared in shock at Lancelot, who was roaring like a mad dog, constantly trying to break through her defenses.

She had met Lancelot before, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a gentleman.

But what exactly happened to him that turned him into this horrible state?

"No, are you serious?" Xiao Mo asked in surprise.

From the force transmitted through the sword, she could tell that Lancelot had no intention of holding back; he was going to kill her!

This left Mordred both puzzled and somewhat angry.

After being summoned, this rebellious knight only thought about repairing her relationship with her father. How could you, the most loyal knight, be so ruthless?

It seems the closer the relationship, the harsher the punishment.

For a moment, Mordred felt sorry for her father, the king.

"Step aside!"

A hoarse voice came from Lancelot's mouth.

As these two words were uttered, the black mist around him exploded and grew by one level.

And that's why Xiao Mo was forced to take another step back.

"Lancelot, are you insane?!" Little Mo shouted.

As far as I can remember, my father never seemed to be harsh with him. Was it necessary to hate him so much?

Besides, shouldn't the one who should be angry be the King?

Although your father is a woman, it's true that you stole his queen and cuckolded him.

Why are you the one acting like you're about to die now?

For a moment, Xiao Mo was also unhappy.

She respects you as a senior, but as a fellow Knight of the Round Table, she is unwilling to remain at the bottom forever.

"Lancelot, let me have some fun with you!"

Xiao Mo's temper flared up. Since language couldn't work, she would use physical means to calm her down and talk to her properly.

In an instant, Mordred's unique silver and red armor appeared, replacing her modern clothes and covering her entire body.

The moment the armor appeared, it meant Mordred was serious.

However, the only response she received was that deep and hoarse voice.

"King Arthur!"

Even while he was fighting Mordred, Lancelot kept his eyes fixed on Saber, as if he didn't take Mordred seriously at all.

His actions greatly stimulated Mordred's sensitive nerve of rebellion.

She roared, and crimson lightning raged around her.

Then, he actually stepped forward and forced Lancelot back a step.

"These two are the real love."

Matou Mansion

Even though Rimuru knew Lancelot wanted to repent while watching the broadcast, he couldn't help but complain when he heard Lancelot's heart-wrenching voice.

Upon hearing this, Iskandar had a sudden inspiration and nudged Lancer with his elbow.

He chuckled. "So you don't like Princess Granny, but your captain Finn McCool, right?"

Diarmuid fell silent as he watched Rider wink at him.

Is this person's brain all muscle?

Too lazy to bother with him, Diarmuid looked at Ling Yu: "Mr. Ling Yu, are we just going to watch like this?"

"This is their family matter, it's not appropriate for us to interfere," Ling Yu said, shaking his head.

Seeing this, Dilumudo felt a pang of regret.

It is a great pity that I cannot fight that legendary knight.

Of course, it's not about completely ignoring things, but rather about making some adjustments along the way.

Relying on the unique connection between Command Seals, Ling Yu sent a message to Mordred: "Mordred, make way. Lancelot won't hurt Saber."

"But Master!"

Mordred was taken aback when he received the message, and then became somewhat anxious.

Lancelot doesn't look like someone who can speak properly right now.

"Don't worry, don't you trust me?" Ling Yu comforted him.

Upon hearing this, Mordred had no choice but to lower his sword and step aside to make way for Lancelot.

There was nothing she could do; Ling Yu was her master after all.

This rebellious knight couldn't be rebellious in front of Ling Yu.

Seeing Mordred step aside, Lancelot didn't even glance at her, and rushed past her towards Saber.

Seeing Lancelot charging towards her, Saber was also jolted awake from her reverie and swung her sword to defend herself against him.

During the battle, Saber thought of the tragic destruction of Britannia and then saw Lancelot before her, who seemed to have gone mad.

At this moment, Saber was confused.

Is she really unsuitable to be a queen?

But in an instant, her eyes hardened.

Do not!

She wants to obtain the Holy Grail herself, return to the day of the King's Election, and undo all of this.

If she could do it all over again, she could definitely do even better!

So

She can't lose!

Thinking this, Saber was still in pain, but her sword became resolute.

And it was this one sword strike.

There was no sound of collision as I had imagined.

Instead, there was a 'pfft' sound.