My mother's love song

Mordred's petite body exuded a murderous aura that overwhelmed everything, and the Silver King Sword in her hand began to emit dark lightning.

"Mordred is acting a little strange! Ms. Alter, please stop provoking her!"

"Well...but."

Goddess Morrigan frowned unhappily: This guy is definitely not my child, why are you so angry?

Fujimaru Ritsuka said: "Mordred. Why would you do such a thing!?"

"Um, do you know me? Your expression says so. Sorry, I don't know you."

Mordred sneered and replied, "Is there any need to ask? Of course it's because this is the happiest thing!"

Hunting down pagans is really fun, right? They are so weak, yet they still fight back and resist desperately. It's like crushing ants one after another!"

Mashu frowned slightly, revealing a sad expression: "How could this happen... Miss Mordred."

Mordred was the first companion of the Round Table encountered in this adventure to save humanity. She also provided help and lent a hand to the confused Mashu.

But now she looked no different from a demon, which made the Shield Son feel a sharp pain in his chest.

Ignoring everyone in Chaldea, Mordred stared at her father [mother].

“%…Come on! King Arthur!

The blessing I was given is [Rampage]. I can release the King Slayer Sword to my heart's content until my soul burns out. You are the perfect opponent for me!

Since you still hate me so much even though you have become a Heroic Spirit! Then I will betray you no matter how many times! Arthur Pendragon! "

The naughty child who mistook his biological mother for his biological father pounced on the goddess Morrigan.

Chapter 258 Morgan: Morgan, your special attack is the most useless!

"Since you still hate me so much even though you have become a Heroic Spirit! Then I will betray you no matter how many times! Arthur Pendragon!"

In the next moment, Mordred leaped up like a roaring lion.

The earth shook with her leap, and she released her magic power in one go at an unknown speed that was many times faster than the speed of sound.

Using the magic power released by the [Rampage] blessing, Mordred rushed towards Morrigan like a silver cannonball, with no visible afterimage.

"Humph."

The goddess Morrigan narrowed her eyes, raised her arm, and the black holy sword that appeared between her slender fingers completed a perfect parry.

The release of Mordred's magic caused a supersonic explosion, even blowing over the surrounding Knights of Justice, but Morgan, who was at the point of impact, did not move at all. She took the sword without moving even a step.

After seizing Altria Alter's spiritual power, Morgan possessed strength and magic power that was no less than that of Mordred.

A scorching wind blew across the land.

The collision of the magic swords unleashed two evil magic powers of similar nature; the red and black auroras overlapped, weaving an incomparably complex and dazzling glow.

The sudden attack was blocked, but Mordred did not pause but instead used her sword skills to launch a fierce attack on Morgan again.

On the other side of the battlefield, Mash and Arash did not interfere with the fight between Morgan and Mordred.

On the one hand, it was because of the interference of the Knights of Discipline, and on the other hand, both of the parent and child were emitting murderous auras, warning "Don't get in our way".

In a short moment, the pitch-black magic sword and the silver magic sword had already intersected dozens of times.

The shock wave caused by the violent collision of metal against metal caused the ground beneath their feet to disintegrate and be blown away.

Mordred laughed as she delivered a straight-forward blow, revealing her sharp fangs in a pleased expression.

"Ha! You're swinging a sword with one hand. Do you look down on me so much? King Arthur!"

I see, this kid mistook me for Altria.

Indeed, I am now using King Arthur's spiritual base.

The goddess Morrigan muttered to herself as she took on the rebellious knight's rampage sword skills.

"Tsk... it's really annoying."

"What's wrong? Is this the limit of your sword skills? You can't defeat Gawain with this level!"

The Crimson Knight showed no signs of fatigue as he continued to swing his heavy sword, while the Goddess Morrigan simply used her skills to remove the magic power she had attached to the sword.

As Mordred said, Morrigan was not in good form today.

Who exactly is this Mordred in front of her? This question has been lingering in her mind.

I'm sorry, but I don't know if you are King Arthur's son...

But I am sure that you, Mordred, are not my son Morgan.

Although Morgan was so sure rationally, his emotions told him that "things are not that simple."

Morgan, Altria, and Mordred, what is our relationship like...

"……Well."

As she endured Mordred's berserker-like torrential attack, the goddess Morrigan gradually felt a dull pain in her hands that were holding the hilt of the sword.

Every time the two swords collided, it seemed as if they were going to tear the arm off. There would be no end to the fun if this continued.

Let’s not talk about his messy sword skills for now…just in terms of the quality and quantity of his magic power, is he still better than Gawain?

This aggressive and reckless fighting style is exactly the same as Artoria's.

Like the boar, like the bear [Arthur].

A hint of serious fighting spirit flashed in the eyes of the goddess Morrigan.

Her expression remained unchanged as she infused magic power into Excalibur while humming.

"Vortigern."

Suddenly, a huge flame like the breath of a dragon burst out from the Reversed Holy Sword, burning everything around it.

"Ugh!"

The sudden release of the Noble Phantasm caught Mordred off guard, and the True Aether released by the Black Holy Sword produced a huge impact and heat that knocked her away.

If it were an ordinary warrior, he would have been engulfed by the black flames, but Mordred was, after all, a knight who had experienced many battles and forced King Arthur into a desperate situation based solely on instinct.

She did not sit there and wait for death. She jumped back decisively, steadied her body and landed ten meters away.

"Your blessing [gift] is something else."

After the mother and son distanced themselves from each other, the goddess Morrigan spoke in a cold voice.

"Even if it's a heroic spirit, losing control of its magic power will only lead to its own destruction.

Rampage sounds nice, but it's actually just a core meltdown.

Do you understand? The one who gave you this blessing only treats you as an object. "

"what!"

Mordred laughed disdainfully.

"Yes, that's right! I'm a hunting dog, right? As long as I keep killing prey and die miserably in the wilderness, I'll be satisfied!"

"So you think that kind of guy... The Lion King is your father?"

"This matter has nothing to do with you! King Arthur who denies me!"

Mordred raised the Red Thunder King Sword in his hand, and the helmet covering his cheeks broke into two halves and was put behind the armor.

"..."

Looking at the rebellious knight's face, Morgan raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise.

It wasn't because Mordred had the same appearance as her and her sister, but the childishness of that face was beyond her imagination.

Generally speaking, Servants are summoned in their prime, and most appear in their 20s or 30s.

But Mordred looked exactly like himself when he was fifteen.

"Sir Mordred took off his helmet!"

Romani, the battlefield commentator, shouted.

"That armor doesn't seem to match the blessing of running away? It's... a helmet that hides infidelity!"

Morgan frowned slightly: "...A helmet that hides infidelity?"

Isn't that the Noble Phantasm I'm currently equipped with?

"That was something that the demon queen Morgan prepared to avenge King Arthur! It's probably incompatible with the blessing of the Lion King!"

"That's right. I can't release my Noble Phantasm while wearing the helmet, but my father's blessing grants me the power to release my Noble Phantasm unlimitedly!"

The next moment, scarlet flames gushed out from the sword in Mordred's hand.

This is of course not the original appearance of the Noble Phantasm.

With his overflowing hatred, the rebellious knight forged the originally pure famous sword into a demon sword of sin and evil.

"The boiling wrath of the broken star! This is the evil sword that destroyed my father."

Morgan realized that the Noble Phantasm Battle was about to begin, and the magic power in her body flowed through the circuit like hot water.

"Is that so? All right. As you wish, I will also unfold my Noble Phantasm."

As he said this, a dark light emanated from the Reversed Holy Sword.

A violent storm arose, and the evil sword in the hands of the goddess Morrigan became hot.

The blade moves horizontally, gathers, draws an arc, and reaches the critical starlight.

Mordred raised his hands and transformed them into bright red lightning pillars standing on the ground.

She felt a steady stream of magic power flowing from her arms into the sword.

After receiving the blessing of [Rampage] from the Lion King, the power of her Noble Phantasm was enhanced from [Anti-Army] to [Anti-City].

Not only that, the most important [Special Attack on Arthur] was also launched.

"Rebellion against my magnificent father [Clarent Blood]!!!"

What came towards him was a blow like a thunderbolt from God.

The red thunder that once ended the legend of King Arthur's invincibility suddenly appeared, and a torrent of heat roared across the earth, evaporating everything in the wilderness.

In the distant past, Mordred used the Red Thunder Sword in her hand to bring the legend of the British Red Dragon to an end.

Therefore, she was confident that she could win against the Dark King in front of her.

Mordred's confidence was not without reason. The goddess Morrigan did not use her power as she did against Gawain under her provocation.

Therefore, the two of them can be said to be on equal terms, and in a simple duel of Noble Phantasms, she has sufficient advantages.

But Mordred, who possessed the intuition of a dragon, overlooked one thing.

That is

She wasn't the only one who triggered the special attack of the Noble Phantasm.

Staring at the goddess Morrigan in front of him, there was no ripple in her calm eyes.

Morgan took a deep breath and held up the blazing black sun with both hands.

I have been hiding in the utopia for more than a thousand years, and all my feelings have been almost wiped out.

The only thing that cannot be forgotten still exists in the witch's heart.

The king who existed in the past and was resurrected in the future is nothing but people's imagination.

When the pretentious prosperity returns to nothingness, what comes from the distant beyond is the reality.

The tragic song of a girl who is rejected by human nature, hated by her father, and replaced by her sister, and who can never become a king.

Until I walked through history with that person and gained the happiness and joy called womanhood.

Even though 1500 years have passed, the dark starlight that was imprinted in the girl's eyes that day still shines.

"This is the light of the end that shattered the Round Table. The Spear of the End is nothing more than this! It is no longer possible to promise the Sword of Victory [Excalibur Morrigan]!!!"

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