I'm in Fuyuki, there's a group chat, I'm hiding

So...

She softly chanted the incantation, and countless black chains gathered in front of her to form a mirror with thick and visible black air.

Just like the conceptual body of an evil spirit, black charred smoke spreads all over the frame.

That was the ability she obtained after stealing the old man's blood quenching magic concept and injecting it into her body when Dumao killed Vortigern.

A country like a shadow can be established if it is her now.

Her foot stepped on the black mirror surface, and the right foot that passed through completely disappeared, as if being melted, until her whole body completely passed through the black light curtain before disappearing completely.

【——Fuyuki City... a boring place in the far east, let me take a look. 】

When everything stops, she wants to visit again... Geng Yuan's motherland... You can tell from his name that he is not a citizen of Britain...

...

Dazzling, dazzling, small fights.

What's happening in the alley is like two toddlers playing with a flamethrower and don't know where the switch is.

In the eyes of the top magic masters in the Age of Gods, this is an insignificant joke, but Morgan - she can't laugh.

what are you doing! !

Mordred! ! ! !

She completely lifted the veil, and stared at the scene of fighting in the crystal curtain with a darkened face, fixed on the man's freehand smile and Mordred's high-spirited expression.

After that, it was fixed on Geng Yuan, whose face was distorted by Mordred's punch.

—It was him...yes...it must be him.

She would not be mistaken, it was a woman's sixth sense, and she used to joke about ridiculous things.

——Tobi... You are right... You are definitely right for this technique of absorbing other people's magic power.

But...

Why do you feel so much weaker than when you fell in love? ?

Martial arts, the body has deteriorated... Is it due to lack of exercise? ?

But after all these years, why didn't he come to her? ?

Could it be, Mr. Yuan, have you really betrayed?

Just like I guessed at the beginning, you betrayed love, or do you have any difficulties, and you haven't come to me so far? ?

Even the poison of forgetting love will be lifted automatically when you meet you inadvertently, why do you...

Morgan didn't understand, she had thousands of things she didn't understand, but now everything was changing with the ups and downs of her breasts.

especially...

When the golden light appeared along the path of the alley, and Mordred's inexplicable and funny sentence 'Father. '

——Sister Huang, you are here too.

Morgan's expression twitched, especially when she heard that the imperial sister still wanted to banish reality back to the past, she couldn't help sneering.

The evening wind blew through Morgan's hair, and the veil she had pulled off had been thrown from the tall building long ago—the simple gauze dress that was just wrapped around her body was also replaced by the princess dress that was abandoned in the past years.

Even if the princess dress that she left behind has been gray and black for a long time, it is still enough to wrap her hot and charming figure - it can also hide the magic lines that store magic power condensed in front of her abdomen.

Now...Morgan has a new revenge plan.

most of all.

"Sure enough, you're a traitor." When Morgan broke up in the Holy Grail War, her eyes were completely fixed on the blond tomboy who was wandering around the block with the Master.

As for the lover and the female servant in black—their entanglement...Let Mordred cut it off.

She hates things that are in the way, but she will not do it herself, because she can see that her lover has a different attitude towards that woman.

Anger, jealousy, and sadness, all these emotions coexist, but most of them are annoyed.

——If it wasn't for Artoria...

——Age Guiwen, that unconscionable rebellious son... I told you who your real father is, but you still recognize the imperial sister as the king? ?

'Sure enough, we still have to rely on this child. Morgan canceled the crystal frame for farsightedness, and she smiled: "Mordred, let you repeat the scene that happened in the past."

Even today, Morgan knows very well.

Mordred respected her and the imperial sister...as well as the pure fear and fear of her as a mother.

She flicked her right index finger along the air, and a black and purple tunnel emerged out of thin air. She stepped into it, and the next moment she appeared on a deserted road.

She quietly leaned against the side of the street lamp, curled up her lips with a chuckle, and quietly listened to what the figure walking not far away was saying.

...

A dark and stormy night.

Berserker's master and slave walked slowly along the side of the road, the long and narrow figure was very small under the streetlights.

"Let me tell you, Master, that little brother is a hot-blooded faction. Don't you think that as my Master, you should take the initiative to go out and fight with Servants?" Mordred put his hands on the back of his head, grinning freely. Voice.

She is very interested in the Geng Yuan she just met, and she likes to fight with the hot blood party. The feeling of hearty punching to the flesh is really cool, there is no need to fight against waves or compare skills, it is pure random fighting.

You can pull it down...

Lion Jie Jieli rolled his eyes, he is a second-rate magician himself, playing some low-level necromancer magic is enough, and asking him to fight with people is really daze.

However, as the master, he can't just veto this unstable Berserker, he can only talk nonsense: feel free, feel free, next time for sure.

Anyway, Berserker forgot about it in a few days.

'But this Master is really astonishingly bold. ' Lion Jie Jieli thought to himself, he had never seen such a guy before, he was so crazy that he was boundless.

——However, you don’t need to worry about these now, anyway, I’m just a part-time worker, so whether I can get it or not is up to fate.

Lion Jieli, who knew the ending of the Fate cartoon, had no hope for the Holy Grail. He sighed and stared forward.

The same is true for Mordred, she has already seen her father, the next words...

Hehe, you must get her approval!

With the same mood, there are more and more exchanges between one master and one slave, from food to magic, from magic to games, and from games to tomorrow's daytime carnival.

The night road is long, but Mo is a companion.

only...

"You're having a good time, Mordred."

At a certain moment, a soft word suddenly popped up from the corner of the street.

Mordred's heart twitched violently, and his pupils contracted inadvertently.

This voice...

Chapter 42. Am I not Arthur enough?

—Impossible, this voice...

--how is this possible.

Mordred twisted his neck like a machine and made a creaking sound as he seemed to have fully recovered from his half-clear sanity caused by the employment agent Berserker.

She opened her eyes wide, her face full of horror, and she looked at the sound source not far away.

There are no pedestrians on the side of the road, only the shadows of public property swaying in the wind - under the flickering street lamps, there is a blond figure leaning against the wall.

This familiar face, her awe-inspiring voice.

this woman. . .

"Who is she?" Lion Jie Liguang could see that the woman was unusual at a glance.

This tall and graceful blonde, there is no reflection at her feet.

The appearance is still...

"That's enough, Master, don't make a sound, be careful!!"

What made Lion Jie really wary was that his servant, who was fearless in the world, stopped him from asking questions, and even stood in front of him with a protective look.

It was just a face-to-face meeting, and Mordred sweated inexplicably, just staring at the woman—the mother in her memory: "Mother, I didn't expect...you are still alive!?"

and...

"Have you never changed this dress yet?" Mordred inexplicably looked at his mother's gray princess dress. She had never seen her mother change other clothes since she could remember.

Every time she asked, she would only change her temperament and raise her whip to beat herself more ruthlessly.

As a Briton, Mordred probably knew about Morgan's deeds.

Morgan is the legitimate daughter of the former king Uther, who has inherited the power of the island exclusively enjoyed by the blood of the king of Britain.

It is closely related to Britain - even a relationship of coexistence.

In every sense, a life at the apex of living things, an immortal being—like that nasty nightmare boy Merlin.

It's just that she never thought that her mother would appear grandly in front of herself who was summoned.

She didn't dare to say anything, and she didn't dare to ask—the pain engraved in her bones made her always afraid of her mother.

She even said that she still has a lot of doubts.

"Mordred, have you forgotten my teachings—why did you take off the helmet?" Morgan ignored the vigilance of the first daughter, she smiled amiably, and even thought of joking.

ha? ?Why take off the helmet? ?

But.. forget it.

"I came to you because I wanted to tell you something from my heart." Morgan squinted his eyes, and a purple light flashed on his fingertips: "Mr. Master, my son, you won't refuse, will you?"

From the countless dead corners, the concealment of the tree crowns, the dark garbage dumps in the corners, and even the thin toxins mixed into the air, there is an inexplicable fragrance, and a lavender light shines brightly.

"Eh...that...of course..." Lion Jie Jieli didn't know how to respond for a moment, he was only surprised that this kind of person who left his name through the ages really survived to this day.

For the sake of Servant, he subconsciously wanted to veto it.

But Shishi Jie didn't notice that Mordred behind him suddenly raised his arms.

boom!

With a sharp pain, Shi Shijie fainted silently.

"Forgive me, Master." Mordred hugged Shishi Jie, dragged him to lie flat, and she looked at Morgan again: "Mother, this is all right."

Just a moment ago, her brain was on the verge of shutting down, which was caused by Morgan's sudden outbreak of extreme danger.

Even if her past deeds were sublimated into a Servant, she would definitely still be unable to defeat Morgan.

If she doesn't offer her allegiance, Uncle Master must suffer.

It's just that this feeling of protecting others was also made fun of by Morgan.

"Hmph, meaningless sympathy, you've softened up a lot, Mordred." She couldn't help but smile.

Ah...

"So mother, you came all the way to this corner, you didn't want to talk to me about the past, if you have an order, just say it." Mordred said loudly, she is a straightforward person: "If you want me to kill my father The king's words are for sure, she is my hunter..."

In Mo Haier's point of view—the mother's only long-cherished wish is to kill Arthur—she promises that if she kills Arthur, she will not be controlled by her mother—the plan works.

Only this time, Mordred's promise was interrupted by Morgan before she finished playing Xiao Jiujiu.

"I want to clarify something." Morgan crossed her arms, and she raised her head: "I've been lying to you, and this is my problem."

Lying? ?

Haven't you been lying and tricking me into falling in love with Arthur? ?

"Pay attention to your gaze, Mordred!" Seeing the surprised look in the prostitute's eyes, Morgan's voice became more majestic, and her grace was dripping.

whispering sound...

"So queen mother, what exactly are you going to say??" Mordred was like a dried vegetable leaf.

What am I going to say...

Morgan smiled lightly, brushing her hair from her temples and putting it behind her ears: "About how many members of the Knights of the Round Table are your brothers...and your biological father..."