My mother's love song

Then the scar gradually expanded, and the quality of the magic power also became stronger.

An overload of magic power on the scale of an anti-military Noble Phantasm is attached to the blade, and it is not released as a light cannon, but is released when it hits the opponent.

This is the Noble Phantasm created with the sword skills of Lancelot, the chief of the Round Table, and it is also the reason why the Holy Sword Arondette is called the strongest in one-on-one combat.

Accompanied by the roar of the ether explosion, a huge amount of magic power overflowed from the cut surface of Arash's body.

The azure blue light of the lake engulfed the archers while illuminating the entire sky and earth.

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……

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A mansion on the outskirts of the Holy City.

This is the private land of the guerrilla knight Mordred who was expelled from the holy city.

At dusk, the orange-red sun dyed the end of the earth with madder. Through the window, you can see the Cretaceous City in the distance still shining in the sunset.

The majestic and sacred urban landscape that is incompatible with this dying world is undoubtedly the projection of the utopia in reality.

Mordred's emerald eyes were deeply attracted by the city built by his father, and his mind was inevitably a little dazed.

In this appearance, the Rebel Knight no longer craves her father's approval as she did in her lifetime, nor does she pursue the unattainable throne of Britain.

I have only one wish, and that is to be able to fight as my father's knight and die as my father's knight.

When the Lion King granted her the blessing of [Rampage], it was the happiest moment in her life.

Although Mordred didn't say anything, the Lion King knew what she was thinking.

As the king's hound, Mordred constantly kills prey and finally dies miserably in the wilderness. This is the only way of life he pursues.

But why did it become like this?

Mordred lowered his head and stared at his bandaged body on the bed with his only remaining eye.

Under the red-stained cloth was a torn body. The brand new bandage that had just been put on soon turned red again, and the head of the bed was piled with changed cloth.

Now she looks like a broken doll and it is impossible for her to return to the battlefield.

The beautiful golden hair inherited from the Lion King was scattered on her shoulders, and her originally fair and transparent skin had now become sickly pale.

The bandage went around the girl's face, covering her empty right eye.

Mordred, lying on the messy mattress, had completely lost his usual wildness and rebelliousness, and instead had a kind of melancholy and morbid beauty.

Because of lung necrosis, she had to breathe heavily, and her bandaged chest rose and fell rapidly.

"Uh."

Mordred dug his five fingers deeply into the bed sheet, and the beautiful girl's face twisted slightly: "Arthur..."

Just then, the bedroom door was pushed open.

"Xiao Mo, are you there?"

Chapter 264 Xiao Mo Grasped the Future

“…Who is it!?”

“It’s me.”

For a moment, Mordred thought it was an illusion until she saw the blond boy swaggering into the room.

"Oh, good evening, Sir Mordred." Rhodes waved.

"Princess...Dorako..."

Mordred looked at the boy walking towards him with a vigilant look: "Why...are you here?"

"Of course I came to visit you."

Rhodes came to Mordred's bedside, carrying a large basket with him, which seemed to be a gift of comfort.

"……oh."

A hint of disappointment flashed through his mind, and Mordred turned away.

The moment the door was opened, the girl had expected that person to walk into the room... but that was obviously impossible.

King Arthur is a man who shoulders the world, so how could he pay attention to me?

But Dorako... I didn't expect him to come visit me, how rare.

"Are you disappointed that it's me who came to visit you instead of the Lion King?"

"Huh? I don't want anyone to visit me!" Mordred immediately said stubbornly.

Rhode took apples from the basket and said, "I brought some comfort items. Are you alone? Where are the Knights of Justice?"

"All my soldiers were taken away by Aguguiwen. I am already a useless man. Do I have to waste the Holy City's military strength here?"

"Ah, no wonder no one answered the door when I knocked for so long just now. Are you the only one in this room? That would be a great help."

Mordred narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"Haha, no, it's nothing."

Rhodes laughed dryly and passed it off, handing her the apple.

Mordred looked at the brand new apple and said dissatisfiedly, "Normally, you should peel the apple for the patient, right?"

Rhodes: "Mordred is not the kind of sissy who peels apples before eating them, right?"

Mordred snorted and said nothing more, and began to chew the apple in silence.

Rhodes also ate the unpeeled apple like her.

The injury was really serious. To be honest, it was beyond Rhodes' imagination.

Sitting beside the bed, Rhodes looked at the injuries on Mordred's body.

When he first heard that Mordred could no longer fight, he didn't quite believe it. How could a strong warrior like Mordred who possessed [Battle Continuation] be unable to fight so easily?

Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, it is indeed true.

Mordred took off his armor and his red knight's uniform.

The naked body of the girl was wrapped in countless bandages. In Rhodes' eyes, she looked like a flower that would wither at any moment.

What kind of Noble Phantasm attack could cause such irreparable damage?

Rhodes felt distressed and very surprised at the same time.

"Sir Mordred, how are you feeling?"

Rhodes asked softly, "Do you need me to heal you?"

"Hmph, can you treat it?"

Mordred glanced at him with disdain.

Rhode said: "Well, it is true that it cannot be cured. After all, I am not a black magician who specializes in curses."

This is a lie.

It certainly cannot be done with magic, but it can definitely be healed with the power of the beast.

"If you can't do it, don't say it casually."

"It's a thoughtful gesture." Rhode said lightly, "Besides, seeing the girl you like being so badly injured, you should think of a way even if you can't do it."

"..."

Mordred's eyebrow twitched.

She hesitated for a moment, then revealed a refreshing and mocking expression: "Humph! You don't have to pretend to care about me anymore."

Mordred tilted his head and looked at him with disdain.

"Your target has been my body from the beginning, right? I don't know why your XP is so distorted, but

Now that my body has become such a mess, you are no longer interested in it, right? "

"……Well."

Rhode stared at Mordred's slender body for a while and said, "How could that be? In my opinion, Mordred is still very attractive now, really."

“H-Hah!?”

Mordred's eyes widened, a blush appeared on his pale cheeks, and he was speechless for a moment.

The slender legs under the sheets were slightly curled up, and the girl raised her voice: "You, you are a pervert! Die!!!"

“No, I’m serious. I like Mordred who is full of energy and like a wild cat, but he looks so delicate now, which is really…”

No matter which side it was, it aroused Rhode's desire to conquer.

"Enough, that's enough! If you tease me again, I'll tell the Lion King about your affair!"

Mordred moved her petite and perky buttocks and sat further inside the bed away from Rhodes.

However, the boy aggressively moved directly from the chair to the bed.

"Wait, wait... Don't come any closer, pervert! You don't think you can do whatever you want to me just because I've lost my ability to fight?

I tell you, it would be effortless for me to tear you into pieces right now! Kick you with your feet! Bite you with your mouth! "

"Then give it a try."

"……what?"

"Try to tear me to pieces?"

Rhodes' voice suddenly became low and he approached Mordred again.

The shadow cast by the young man covered her shocked face: "Sir Mordred, does our previous agreement still count?"

"A, a promise!?"

"Well, the agreement of the round table."

Mordred stared at his face as it got closer and closer, and subconsciously reached out his hand to push it away.

But Rhode grabbed her slender wrist wrapped in bandages and pressed it on the bed gently but forcefully, his eyes more serious than ever before.

The boy's strength frightened Mordred so much that he blinked blankly, with confusion and helplessness in the depths of his emerald pupils.

So close! Too close, idiot!

Mordred felt Rhodes' hot breath on his neck, and his scarlet eyes seemed to be burning with beast-like desire.

"Promise... After I finish my mission and come back, I will let you hug me..."

"You still remember it, that's good."

Rhode stared at her aggressively: "Mordred, you don't want to betray your knight's oath, do you?"

"Slow down!"

Mordred's face had turned red at this moment, and his head seemed to be boiling.

She stammered, "But now I've become like this! So... tattered..."

"I don't mind. As I said just now, you are still very attractive now."

Rhodes said as he held Mordred's hand.

"...Gu."

Mordred fell into deep thought.

Indeed... I made an agreement with Rhodes before leaving the Holy City.

If he did this, he would consciously stay away from the king...

This is the last thing I can do for the Lion King now that I have lost my fighting ability.

And...if you think about it carefully, Mordred has lost all consciousness in his body due to the curse.

I shouldn't feel anything even if this guy did that to me.

I certainly wouldn't show that kind of...female beast-like expression like Hassan Sabbah who was toyed with by him.