Hogwarts and the Holy Grail War

Alanna immediately took Ethan's arm, looking a little excited because of the anticipation of the first long-distance transmission. Mordred also put his hand on Ethan's shoulder and squeezed it slightly.

"Well, let's get started."

Ethan snapped his fingers, and the three of them turned into a distorted space wave and disappeared on the spot.

In the southeast direction of Hongmu City, there is an entrance to an old house.

With a crackling sound, three people emerged from the distorted space. The two girls looked a little ugly, probably because they were hurt by the Apparition.

"Alanna, are you okay?" Ethan quickly supported the pale girl, who was covering her mouth with her hands, looking like she wanted to vomit but couldn't. "I'm sorry, I forgot this was your first time Apparating, and I didn't tell you what to be careful of."

"I'm fine, just a little nauseous. I'll be fine after a while." Alanna made a bitter face, and a few tears came out of the corners of her eyes because of the nausea.

Ethan stroked Alana's back with some concern to help her breathe. With his other hand, he took out a bottle of water from his coat pocket, unscrewed it with one hand and handed it to her mouth: "It will be a little uncomfortable when you Apparate for the first time. There is nothing we can do about it. Come, drink some water and rinse your mouth. It should feel better."

"If you really can't stand this feeling, I won't have to use Apparition next time I take you with me. I have other means of long-distance teleportation anyway."

"Um……"

On the other side, Mordred had already started to dry heave while leaning against the wall. And because Ethan was taking care of Alanna and couldn't pay attention to her in time, her lonely figure looked a little desolate.

"Master... Ugh, I will never... Ugh, Apparate with you again. I would rather travel in spirit form... Ugh, in spirit form..." Mordred rolled his eyes because of dry heaving. He raised his head and complained to Ethan with a bitter face.

"Okay, I won't Apparate with you guys anymore. Have a drink of water and relax."

After serving Alanna, Ethan threw a bottle of water to Mordred. Mordred caught it, unscrewed the cap, and drank several gulps of water before he recovered.

"Ah, I'm alive." Mordred let out a long breath and looked at the European-style brick house in front of him. "Is this our destination?"

"Yes, this is it." Alana nodded. "The original resident moved away a while ago, and this house has not been sold yet. The furniture and equipment inside are still complete."

"I have cast two simple Muggle Repellent and Obfuscation spells here before. Whenever someone wants to come here, they will forget what they are doing here. The concealment should be pretty good."

"I originally wanted to use this place as a base, but there are too many people living around here, and it would be easy to be seen if I moved around normally. So I looked for that basement again. After all, it's a villa area, the distance between houses is large, and most of them have been abandoned, so it's relatively hidden."

"So do you understand, Ethan?" Alanna puffed her cheeks. "I chose that place for a reason. It's not because I've lived in a dungeon for too long!"

"Yes, yes, I was wrong, I was wrong." Ethan immediately bent over like a Japanese, "Red Bean Paste Smith Marseille!"

The three of them pushed the door open and entered the house. Although the house was a bit old, the interior was still quite cozy. It was obvious that the original owner was a guy who liked the romantic lifestyle. However, there was a thin layer of dust on the floor because no one had cleaned it.

"Cleaned up."

Alanna used magic to slowly clean the dust accumulated in the room, Ethan added to the shielding spell she had set up earlier at the door of the house, and Mordred turned into a spirit and patrolled back and forth nearby to prevent anyone from noticing the movement here.

Why do I suddenly feel like a family of three is dividing the work and cooperating with each other?

The girl thought so and a smile appeared on her lips involuntarily.

That's good, isn't it?

Mordred, who is positioned as a child: Are you polite?

"Okay, now it's time for a candid exchange."

After the general cleaning was finished, the three of them sat on the sofa in the living room to take a short rest. Ethan crossed his legs and said comfortably, "Since we are all comrades on the same front, there is no need for me to hide anything. I should tell you some things now."

Ethan told the two people in front of him his story in detail, starting from how he was kidnapped as a sacrifice in China, to the stories about ancient magic and guardians, to his journey to the forbidden forest with Cassandra, and finally to his arrival in this city. Basically, apart from the fact that he was a time traveler and Merlin's instructions, he had revealed everything he could say.

It’s not that he was infected by Hagrid and became a big sieve, he also has his own considerations.

He realized from the moment old Rozier appeared that if that person wanted to use the Holy Grail to revive, it was impossible for him to only arrange old Rozier's team. There must be more than one team of participants, and it is very likely that more than half of them are their people.

If this is true, then there must be someone who can use ancient magic like Little Rosier. Under the premise that this possibility exists, it is better not to hide the things related to ancient magic from them. The more you know about the enemy, the less likely you will be ambushed.

He was not worried about the secret being leaked, as the two people in front of him were absolutely trustworthy. Not to mention Alanna, this silly girl would never do such a thing. And as his servant, Mordred was not a bad person in his opinion with a God's perspective, so he did not have to worry about her launching a gorgeous rebellion against him.

The previous complaint was just like good brothers hurting each other, and Ethan never took it seriously from beginning to end.

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The author's brain-twitch extra drama:

(The following are all free words, please feel free to use them)

Ethan: "Hey, let me ask you, Xiao Mo."

Xiao Mo: "What's wrong, Master?"

"How have I treated you?"

"Need I say more? Master is the best!"

"And King Arthur?"

"It's just... okay..."

"Did King Arthur stab you?"

"Yes."

"Have I ever stabbed you?"

"No."

"Do you hate King Arthur?"

"hatred."

"Hate me?"

"Don't hate."

"Why don't you use the sword to chop your father, but you chop me?!"

Chapter 195 A strange Shura field appears

Different from his previous explanation to Cassandra, this time Ethan's speech seemed a bit long-winded because he just spoke whatever came to his mind without paying too much attention to organizing his language.

However, the two people in front of him did not show any impatience from beginning to end, but just listened quietly to Ethan's rambling explanation.

"...You all know what happened next. The enemy that just attacked was their group. I took Xiao Mo and fought with them."

After finally finishing the storytelling, Ethan felt a little thirsty. He picked up the half-empty bottle of water on the coffee table and took two sips. Then he fell into deep thought while looking at the bottle in his hand.

Is this what Alanna or Xiao Mo just drank?

I secretly observed their expressions... I didn't notice anything unusual. If it was Alanna, she would be shy and blush, but it's hard to say what Xiao Mo's reaction would be. Or did they not notice it yet?

"...Master, you really have provoked a terrible guy." Mordred sighed with a constipated look on his face, "It's really a thorn in the flesh that he has been pestering you from the beginning to the end."

"Yeah, it's a bad fate." Ethan gave up thinking, put the water bottle back on the coffee table, leaned against the sofa in a very ungraceful manner, and said jokingly, "So, do you think this pile of shit is troublesome? If you turn against me right now and backstab me, maybe you will succeed."

"How is that possible? It would be a shame if I didn't get involved in such an interesting thing." Mordred rubbed his nose and smiled freely, "And what do you think of me, Master? Am I the kind of person who would backstab my own Master?"

"Do you want to listen to what you are saying, Sir Mordred, the Rebellious Knight?" Ethan said mercilessly, "And who was it that almost cut me in half when I responded to the call before?"

"Hey, don't worry about these details. I am still very loyal to the Master." Mordred waved his hand and said seriously, "Then it is settled. I, Mordred Pendragon, will be loyal to you and fight with you until the last moment."

"It's okay to offer your loyalty, but should I throw you a crutch now?" Ethan rolled his eyes.

"It's not impossible. After all, Clarent can't stop." Mordred immediately understood and said with a smile.

So you really are here to swear an oath of allegiance!

Ethan pulled the corner of his mouth and turned his gaze to Alanna on the other side: "Alanna, you..."

"...Oh, is that so... Cassandra..." The girl stared at him coldly, no emotion could be seen in her eyes that had lost their luster. The black aura on her body seemed to be able to turn into substance and pierce Ethan:

"I was wondering why Cassandra came back so late that day and was wearing a robe that didn't fit her at all. It turned out to be yours."

"But it's no wonder. I've long suspected that the robe should be yours. After all, the style and size are very similar."

"How does it feel to go on an adventure with Cassandra? After all, she is the most beautiful girl in Slytherin. It must be very happy to have a beautiful woman by your side, right?"

"You are quite considerate of women. What do you mean by trying to find out information? I think you are worried that she will get hurt and feel bad, right?"

"Ethan, why don't you say anything?" Alana's eyes became more and more empty. Ethan even heard the whistle of the boiling kettle. "You are not really with Cassandra..."

"No, there's nothing wrong with Cassandra and me!" Ethan broke out in a cold sweat and interrupted Alanna's spell. "It was an accident, all an accident!"

What's going on? It feels like I was caught cheating.

No, he confessed it himself, so it should be a plot where the wife questions her cheating husband?

It's still not right. Why did I think of it based on the premise of cheating? !

There are also a lot of complaints about identifying clothes. Forget the size, the style of the robes is obviously the same for all Hogwarts, how did you know it was mine? By smell?

"really?"

"Of course." Ethan nodded hurriedly, "She just happened to be there. If I replaced her with you, I would make the same choice."

"...Forget it. I'll trust you this time." Alanna's blackening progress bar immediately cleared to zero, and she pouted and reluctantly let go of the big pig's hoof in front of her.

"Huh..." Ethan breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and quickly began to change the subject, "By the way, Alanna. Guess who is the Master of Hercules?"

"Who?"

"Rozier's father." Ethan thought of something funny, and the curve of his mouth became wicked. "This is a rare opportunity. Are you interested in punishing this bastard yourself? Friendly reminder, if you miss this opportunity, you will never get it again."

At that time, I will deal with Hercules by myself, and let Alanna summon the shadows of the spirit base to beat up old Rosier. After beating him, I can also kill him and destroy his heart. Isn't it wonderful?

"...Forget it, I don't want to see his face. You can handle it yourself." Alanna's eyes looked a little weak and she evaded the matter.

"...I understand. Don't worry, I will never let you see his face again." Ethan nodded deeply.

It will be impossible to do this without completely destroying the body.

"Don't talk about him, talk about you. I didn't know you had so many things hidden before today, including ancient magic and the Holy Grail War." Alanna looked at Ethan resentfully and complained.

"I can understand why you have been hiding it from me. After all, these things are really important."

"But don't you feel tired? You're just a student, but you've been involved in so many things and have to deal with those desperate criminals."

"Have you ever thought about... rejecting this responsibility? You can obviously stay out of it, why do you have to get involved?"

"Because I want to, that's all." Ethan straightened up his body that was leaning on the sofa, leaning forward slightly to look at Alana with a serious expression.

"It's not like the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. I'm not the kind of person who has a strong sense of responsibility and is so arrogant that I want to save the world. I don't have those extraordinary ideas that I take it as my responsibility to maintain world peace."

"I just simply want to do this. If I don't like something, I will stop it. If someone offends me, I will return it tenfold. Everything is just done according to my heart - because I like it."

"It just so happens that every time I seem to be on the side of justice."

"Back to your question, why didn't I refuse these responsibilities? Why didn't I choose to stay out of it?"

"Because I don't like those bastards, so I want to stop them. No matter if they are called Rosier or something else, no matter if they are students of Hogwarts or evil dark wizards. As long as they are guys I don't like, I just want to knock them down."

"Besides, if I can really stay out of it and turn a blind eye to everything, what will you do?" Ethan leaned close to Alanna. "The first time we met, it was because I couldn't stand Rozier and the others bullying you, so I stopped them."

"And just like you're worried about my safety, I'm also worried about yours. If I don't do anything, then when their power grows, they will definitely do evil everywhere. What if you get hurt by them? I don't want to let something that I have the ability to stop develop into a tragedy because of my inaction. I don't want to regret it for the rest of my life."

"That's really unfair." Alanna's eyes were slightly red, and she leaned on Ethan. "Then I have no reason to stop you, right?"

"If you can't beat them, you can join us." Ethan smiled. "You already know a little bit of ancient magic. I'll teach you a few more moves when I have time. Then we can defeat them together."

"Don't exclude me, Master. Count me in on this!" Mordred Lightbulb Pendragon slammed the table to show his presence, looking indignant. "Besides, you two stupid lovers are showing off your affection without knowing the occasion. Please consider the feelings of other people present at least!"

"Lovers..." Mordred's words seemed to have accidentally triggered some taboo words. Alanna's face turned red visibly. She lowered her head, covered her face, and entered steam girl mode.

"Ahem, pay attention to the atmosphere, Xiao Mo." Ethan coughed twice and looked at Alana with some amusement.

It's obvious that what you've done has long crossed the line for your girlfriend, so why do you still feel shy when someone brings it up?

As expected of you, you always attack high and defend low at strange times.

It's still just that outrageous.

Mordred snorted when he heard that, leaned back on the sofa with his hands under his head, put his hands on the table, and looked away with dead eyes.

All the happiness is yours, I have nothing.

"By the way, Xiao Mo, do you have anything to say about the current situation?" Ethan noticed that the atmosphere in the room was a little distorted, and quickly brought the subject back.

"It's okay. The enemies are no match for us. We can win by just attacking them face to face. Let's not talk about Hercules and other servants. The combat power of those hollow armors is not even as good as Assassin. I can't even enjoy fighting them."

Mordred's tone was slightly resentful:

"Master, next time I meet another Servant, can you let me show off my skills? I am a Servant, what else can I do if I am not allowed to charge in the front? Waiting to replenish magic with the Master?"

"I'll definitely do it next time, I'll definitely do it next time." Ethan laughed. "What about you, Alanna? You should have fought with them too, right? Did you find anything?"

Alanna came back to her senses from her shyness and nodded: "Do you remember the tower where we met yesterday?"

"Yeah." Ethan nodded.