My mother's love song

Dorothea Coyette, if one day you lose interest in the waxing moon or feel lost, come to me.

I will let you experience the self-realization that is sweeter than victory, as well as the joy and pleasure of being a woman..."

After saying this, Rhodes turned his back to Dorothea and waved goodbye to her.

"That's right, just treat it as an apology for being too joking.

Humans, please remember my advice."

Rhode looked at Assassin, who was lying on the ground trembling, and said to his Master.

"As you can see, this kid is a hopeless idiot with nothing to his name except his loyalty.

But Dorothea, precisely because of this, we must never forget the fundamental difference between humans and gods.

Even this little ghost has Yu's blood flowing in his body [curse]

Don't get swallowed by the snake before you give me everything, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy disappeared.

The only sound left was the girl falling to the ground with weak legs.

Chapter 936 I have been in Edo for several days. Iori has long been my brother-in-law.

In the early morning, the first rays of light after dawn fell on the streets.

The arrival of day also means that Edo, which was transformed into a battlefield due to the waxing moon ceremony, has temporarily returned to its peaceful and tranquil daily life.

"... um~"

Saber stretched.

When he opened his eyes on the floor of the long house, the first thing he heard was not the singing of birds, but the sound of sword practice coming from outside the window.

Saber curiously went outside and saw Miyamoto Iori doing morning exercises in the yard.

Bathed in the first rays of morning sun, the black-haired young man was practicing sword swinging, holding two katana in each hand.

Saber once heard that Iori's father and master was a swordsman who was famous throughout Japan and was hailed as unrivaled in the world.

But after seeing Miyamoto Iori's swordsmanship, he secretly thought that Miyamoto Musashi might also be a swordsman who was seeking fame and exaggerating.

If you want to know why, if he is a true sword master, the disciple of his successor would never be able to reach this level.

However, Saber did not know a terrible fact.

The swordsmanship used by Miyamoto Iori is not Miyamoto Musashi's [Niten Ichiryu].

This young man's swordsmanship is modeled after the earth, water, fire, wind and space forms of the Book of Five Rings.

But this is at most an original creation of Miyamoto Iori in this world of cut-and-dried events, and is very different from the actual Niten Ichiryu.

At such a young age, he was able to perform my-style swordsmanship to such a high level. Even his father was surprised by Miyamoto Iori's talent in swordsmanship.

At the same time, I also feel very regretful.

Miyamoto Iori swung his sword with full concentration.

He swung the sword as if to interpret "no distraction" with himself.

In the bustling Edo morning, he swung his sword with all his heart, putting aside all distractions.

In the eyes of the young man at this moment, everything in the world except the two swords in his hands has lost its meaning.

He first swung both swords in the air, then put one of them away and began practicing the Ittoryu style.

Saber felt puzzled when he saw this scene, so after Miyamoto Iori finished his practice, he came to the Master and spoke to him.

"Not just the two swords, but you're also taking the trouble to practice your single sword."

Saber voiced her inner doubts: "Iori, why do you use all kinds of techniques and stances?

What's the point of showing off these tricks? I really don't understand your point of doing this

"One swing of the sword ends a life. That's what a sword is, isn't it?"

"indeed so."

Miyamoto Iori knew very well that Saber was born strong.

A true genius that no mortal could ever compare to in his entire life, this is probably what a swordsman like him is.

For Saber, the sword may just be a tool to destroy the enemy. This is his sword philosophy.

"But not to me."

Miyamoto Iori said seriously: “I learned the stances and honed my skills in order to win.

In this way, I can seize the opportunity to win before thousands of others. This is exactly the principle of my use of sword.

...I believe it so deeply that I have been studying till now."

"Hmm, I see. I think... I understand a little better now."

Although she still did not understand Iori's style, Saber was at least certain of one thing: how obsessed her master was with winning or losing in swordplay.

Saber frowned and said, “In that case, you must learn more about it! Take Berserker last night for example!

If you slow down your reaction time in order to think about how to counter the opponent's move, then it would be putting the cart before the horse, right? "

Miyamoto Iori felt touched and scratched his cheek in embarrassment: "That's true. There's really no way to defend yourself. Thanks to you for saving me back then, Saber."

"Well, as long as you understand, um...right, that's right! You've finished practicing, right? Then let's go have breakfast!"

Saber said this, leaving her Master behind and running towards the longhouse alone.

"……well."

Miyamoto Iori smiled bitterly helplessly.

In the past few days of contact, the most profound impression Saber left on him was

Apart from the boy's amazing swordsmanship, the only thing that impressed him was his good appetite and his love for rice.

As a result, when Saber returned to the longhouse with joy, she found that someone had already arrived here, and it was not her sister Kaya who came to prepare breakfast for them in the morning.

"…Who is that? A thief?"

Saber cried out in surprise, her hand on the hilt of the sword hanging at her waist.

There was no one here when he woke up early in the morning, but now there was a young man sitting cross-legged in front of the low table.

Judging from his appearance, he was about the same age as me. The boy picked up the rice bowl and ate the rice.

Her breakfast was being deliciously enjoyed by someone else. This might be the real reason why Saber was angry.

"Good morning, sorry to bother you."

Rhode raised his head and glanced at him before returning to his meal, completely ignoring Saber who was glaring at him angrily.

"If it was just a simple burglary, it would be fine...but he actually took Kaya's delicious rice and miso soup. Damn it! It's unforgivable!"

Saber drew her sword angrily, but Miyamoto Iori's voice came from behind her.

"Stop it now!"

"Why! Don't stop me, Iori!"

Saber shouted, “I will punish this rice thief! I must make him understand the pain of having his breakfast taken away from him!”

"Calm down, Saber!"

After Iori's loud shout, the young swordsman finally regained a little composure.

Miyamoto Iori came to Rhodes and introduced him to Saber: "This is Kaya's friend.

Rod was the hero who helped Xiangye escape from the gangsters on the street a few days ago. He is definitely not a rice thief. "

“…Hmm!?”

Saber showed a surprised expression.

The young man raised his chopsticks and waved to Saber: "Hello, I am Rod, the rice thief~"

"Rhodes is here to deliver breakfast to us today instead of Xiangye, isn't that right?"

Rhodes nodded and said, "Yeah, I went home too late last night and was out of curfew, so I had to go to the Ogasawara family... and stayed at Kayachin's place for one night.

This morning, Xiangye asked me to come to the long house to deliver breakfast, and specifically told me to come in later so as not to disturb your "good thing" with Saber...

I'm sorry, Iori, have I caused you any trouble?"

"Nothing."

Miyamoto Iori shook his head firmly. "I should be the one to apologize. Kaya asked you to run errands again early in the morning... She really likes to order people around. I'll give her a lecture later."

The boy said with a smile: "It feels like Iori will be lectured instead... Is it okay? Don't always make Kaya worry, Onii-chan."

“…I am speechless.”

The young man who usually couldn't hold his head up in front of his sister felt even more embarrassed at this moment: "Anyway, thank you for today."

Then, he looked at Saber with a hint of reproach.

"Mr. Rhodes specially brought us breakfast, but you treated him as a thief and even drew your sword against him. It was so rude... Alas."

Miyamoto Iori held his forehead helplessly, bent down and apologized: "I'm sorry, Rhodes, please forgive Saber's rudeness.

He has just arrived in Edo and is completely unfamiliar with the etiquette here."

"No, no, I don't care at all."

While chewing his food, Rhode looked at the swordsman and said, "Are you the legendary Miss Saber? Hey~"

"legend?"

The boy nodded: "Yeah, she's just as pretty as the rumors said.

Well, I said it was a rumor, but I heard it from Kaya-chan.

It means that he is going to have a super beautiful sister-in-law. My brother and Miss Saber are always together every day, so their wedding day is probably not far away.

Hmm! I thought it was just her fantasy, but it seems she was right, the two of them are indeed very close.

I will report to Commander Kaya truthfully later."

Iori & Saber: “…………”

Although Rod was cleared of suspicion of burglary after Miyamoto Iori's explanation, this still seemed unable to dispel Saber's suspicion.

He stealthily pulled the Master to the corner of the long house, glanced at Rhodes and whispered.

"Iori, didn't you notice anything at all?"

"what?"

After Miyamoto Iori said this, Saber showed a speechless expression.

“Magic power, magic power! This incredible magic power, and this strong aura that is completely different from that of ordinary heroic spirits!”

It was similar to the sword at Saber's waist, a fierce aura that should never exist in this Edo world.

Hearing this, Iori suddenly realized and nodded, "Yes, of course I felt it too.

Rhodes exudes a natural warrior demeanor from head to toe.

He seemed to blend into the room just by sitting there, which was really admirable.

But this is natural, because Rhodes once practiced swordsmanship. Although he is so young, he is actually a very skilled swordsman."

"That's not right! That's not what I wanted to say!"

Saber's scalp tingled as she said, "This boy is a Servant like me! And he's probably an extremely extraordinary Heroic Spirit!

You are half a magician, right? You have noticed something?"

Rather than focusing on the "key point" that the opponent is a Servant, Miyamoto Iori first grasped the "details" of the opponent being a swordsman... I really don't know whether his eyesight is sharp or dull.

Saber thought Iori's reaction would be very strong after she told the truth, but unexpectedly, it was so calm.

"...Is that so?"

Miyamoto Iori looked over Saber's shoulder and observed Rhodes.

After a long moment, he let out a long sigh.