Why fight the Holy Grail War? Let's play cards!

The indestructible lake light broke through the wind and sand, and with a sound of breaking through the air, it slashed towards Bedivere, who was the last one to fall.

The round shield blocked the indestructible lake light, and the holy sword left not even a white mark on it. "I think it's you who betrayed me, Lancelot!"

For some reason, Lancelot felt a fear of this little girl. He had already felt this way since they first met.

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Chapter 191: Lancelot is fighting for custody (?)

"I think it's you who betrayed me, Lancelot!"

Matthew repelled Lancelot with a shield strike. Lancelot, in the blessed state, could easily deal with this attack and even directly knock Matthew away, but his body refused to let him do so and he couldn't use his full strength.

"Why do I feel so familiar with you?"

Lancelot felt very bad, and for some reason he wanted to escape, but.

"The Heroic Spirit who entrusted his name to me is named."

Matthew chased Lancelot with his shield, but Lancelot didn't even try to fight back, just dodging. From the tone of his voice and his attitude towards him, he probably knew who Matthew's spiritual base belonged to.

"Galahad!"

Matthew leaped up, shouting, and slammed down on Lancelot with his shield and his own weight.

"You're such a lousy dad!"

You should know that Galahad had only called Lancelot the word "Dad" when he was a child. He always wanted to be called that by his son again. Unexpectedly, after becoming a heroic spirit, his wish came true. His child was even a more obedient and hardworking girl.

The call and accusation from his daughter made Lancelot's legs go weak. Facing Matthew, he had no strength at all. He took Matthew's attack head-on and was smashed directly into the ground.

Matthew pinned Lancelot to the sand, his face distorted by the shield. "How can you still be called a knight when you wantonly wield a butcher's knife against others? I'm ashamed to have you as my father!"

"You do not understand……"

Lancelot knew that he had done some wrong things and he had no confidence in what he said.

Seeing that Lancelot's hostility disappeared, Matthew also moved his shield away.

"Don't I understand? Then tell me, do you know why the Lion King did what he did?"

"I know……"

Lancelot was deflated. He was like a father who was forced by his boss to do something other than work and made a mistake, and was blamed by his daughter.

"The Lion King gave us the opportunity to choose, and some knights objected. But this time, I chose to be loyal to my king..."

"Enough is enough!"

The round shield struck Lancelot's head with a resounding impact. It was a good strike indeed.

"Enough is enough...? Gah! I was actually scolded by my daughter."

The pain in Lancelot's heart was even greater than that in his head.

"If you have doubts about the king, you should correct them! If the king does something wrong, you should fight him! This should be you, Lancelot, this is your duty!"

This is what Galahad wanted to say. For a moment, Matthew and the spiritual base completed the resonance. After the spiritual base came again, Matthew's armor coverage was higher.

"So, I'm going to duel you here and I'm going to correct you!"

"You and I……"

Lancelot didn't know what to do. After struggling for a long time, he finally took up his weapon. "Lancelot is staking his faith on you. My child, if you lose, come back to Camelot with me... If I lose..."

Just as Lancelot pointed his sword at Matthew, a black shadow pounced on Lancelot at an extremely fast speed and punched Lancelot hard in the face.

“Ahrrrrrrrrr——”

"What do you mean she is your daughter, not mine?"

Lancelot stood up angrily. This was his family affair. Even if he won, he would have let the others go for Matthew's sake. Who was so ignorant of the current situation? "I am Lancelot! How dare you steal my daughter? I cannot forgive you alone! Break all the chains—"

Lancelot released his Noble Phantasm without hesitation.

Since the Black-Armored Knight never spoke and had just joined the team yesterday, everyone forgot his identity for a while.

"Come to think of it, the person Mr. Jiang You arranged to come and help... was also Lancelot?"

……

"A little boring."

"If you're bored, come and help!"

Medea complained unhappily that although magic was convenient, Jiang You was the first person to use a magician like this. If Jiang You hadn't given her existence, she would have made him experience firsthand the pettiness of the magicians of the Age of Gods.

Because the game was so realistic, the heat and sandstorms of the desert were a real experience. Jiang You had no intention of enduring such hardships; it was just something he could think about.

So Jiang You decided to stay in East Village to win the favor of Hassan and the others. After setting up the venue, Medea took on the job of a civil engineer. Jiang You himself took on the job of supervisor.

"Over there in the clock tower..."

"Stop it!"

Medea wasn't a Saint Seiya, but this overly obvious move wouldn't work even if she used it again. She flatly refused, "Whatever you say, get moving! Even Jason isn't as lazy as you. I don't know what they see in you."

"How about this as a reward?"

Medea's eyes lit up when Jiang You took out something from his pocket (inventory).

Medea had helped Jiang You a lot, and now Jiang You still had some Soul Crystals. Regardless of favorability, Jiang You felt that he should give her one. Anyway, this thing wasn't very useful, just like the characters in the game had favorite gifts, Soul Crystals didn't work very well for some characters.

"You're really rich to be paying me this for such a small favor."

Medea quickly took the Soul Crystal, fearing Jiang You would change his mind. She had coveted it for a long time. It was the foundation of the Heroic Spirit's spiritual foundation. It could be said that the summoning of Heroic Spirits was based on the third law. If she hadn't been afraid of losing value in Jiang You's eyes, she would have asked for it long ago. Now she thought, it was her own fault. Jiang You didn't take it seriously at all. "Next time you need something like this, just come to me."

Jiang You received [Medea Lily] and some other Medea-related cards. He flipped through them, but found none of the other Argonaut cards. It seemed Medea's relationship with the others wasn't exactly one of respect and affection, but rather a place of estrangement. He still had to get the Hercules card from Jason.

"I'll leave this place to you. I'm going to find Minamoto no Raikou."

Although Medea was narrow-minded, her moral integrity was still higher than most servants, so Jiang You was not worried that Medea would slack off. As for why he didn't look for Illya, it was because Illya was in school, and Minamoto no Raikou forbade her to come here to fight during school hours.

By the way, Minamoto no Raikou is now in the logistics kitchen team. Jiang You plans to go and have a taste of the mother-loving bento (?) that Minamoto no Raikou prepared for Illya.

"Mister Jiang You, Mister Medea!"

At this moment, Baimao came in front of the two of them.

"I'm sorry, but we're really short of top-tier combat power right now. Lord Arash can only exert less than 30% of his strength right now. A large number of knights have appeared on the mountain path, and we need your assistance!"

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Chapter 192: How come it’s just like the story of Calabash Brothers saving his grandfather?

Speaking of which, the servant population density in the East Village is quite high. Not to mention the three Hassans, Jiang You, Juban, Baimao, and Jingji, plus the half-crippled Arash, then there are Jiang You and Minamoto no Raikou. Adding one more servant to this small village can lead to the Holy Grail War.

Oh, thanks to Mordred's intervention, they did indeed gather seven Servants. The two sides faced off in the canyon, a terrain that was indeed suitable for defense, but the battle between the Servants would determine the outcome.

"You're in this state, and you're still alive?"

Mordred gazed at the makeshift village, fortified by the crater created by the Holy Lance, with a look of considerable bewilderment. It was one thing for the Servants to survive, but how could so many villagers withstand her father's attack? With an attack of that magnitude, she was certain she would be sent straight back to the Throne of Heroes if even a touch of it were to happen.

"Hey, Xiao Mo."

It was the first time that Jiang You saw Modred. This guy perfectly inherited the characteristics of the sword-level Artoria, both in his face and chest.

"Actually, I'm quite curious why you agreed with the Lion King's decision. You know, you're known for being rebellious. This isn't like you."

You know, Mordred has a class restraint in the game and has a special attack on Altria. If Mordred rebels, maybe he will win?

"Don't act like you know me so well!"

Mordred had no good feelings towards this self-familiar guy. How could he call her "Xiao Mo" casually? Not even her father had ever called her that! "Father said she needed me and acknowledged me. I came to help her, that's all!"

It's a very simple and crude reason, but it's worthy of being Mordred. He can rebel for a very simple reason, and he can also make peace with his past for a very simple reason. There's a kind of beauty in the single-threaded brain circuit.

"Indeed, the Knights of the Round Table only have the King's Chef and the Twisted King's Chef."

Jiang You nodded. "So you came here alone? You knew Tristan had died here, but you were the only one sent here. Does the Lion King have any objection to you?"

He thought that only friendly forces would do something like Calabash Brothers saving his grandfather, but he didn't expect that the Knights of the Round Table were also well versed in this.

"Don't think you can show off in front of me just because you used my father's Noble Phantasm to defeat Tristan!"

Mordred wouldn't think it was the Servant here who defeated Tristan. She knew her father's current strength well. He was more like a god than a king. The Knights of the Round Table, blessed by her father, were more like apostles of God. Even a top-tier Heroic Spirit would be defeated on the spot!

“That’s the downside of not having a name.”

Jiang You felt completely underestimated, but that was understandable. His entire appearance was supported entirely by his Noble Phantasm. It wasn't just one Heroic Spirit who had said his spiritual base was incredibly low.

"Then, our powerful Knight of the Round Table, the successor of King Arthur, the one who brought an end to the Age of Gods...are you interested in a duel with me?"

Jiang You's series of titles made Modred dizzy, and he didn't even notice that there were some titles that were not praises at all.

"I have no interest in weak servants. If you escape here, I can let you go!"

Mordred thought Jiang You agreed with him. "As long as it doesn't interfere with my father's plan, I can turn a blind eye. I will only deal with the guy who killed our Knights of the Round Table!"

It wasn't Mordred's own thoughts; with her mind, the literal meaning of the mission was unfathomable. It was Gawain who had added some details when relaying it. Gawain understood that given Camelot's situation, no matter how many ordinary people there were, they wouldn't be able to breach the city gates. The only ones to be wary of were powerful Servants. If that were possible, he saw no need for such a large-scale massacre.

To Mordred, Jiang You was so weak that she could kill him with one hand, so the person who held Tristan back must not be him.

"Then I'm really sorry."

Jiang You said that if you don’t play, how will he get his cards? He also wanted to see if there is Morgan in Mordred’s deck.

"I'm the one who held Tristan back. You're also mistaken about one thing. Tristan didn't die from Altria's Noble Phantasm, but was defeated directly by me. The person you're looking for is me!"

"you?"

Modred looked at Jiang You carefully. His steps were weak and his muscles were shallow. His physical fitness was just like that of an ordinary resident, without any martial arts skills.

"Like a bean sprout, are you trying to make me laugh?"

"What, are you scared?"

This was a very crude provocation, the kind anyone could see through. However, whether Mordred was provoked into attacking or agreeing to a duel, the outcome would be the same.

Modred really fell for it. She took a step forward, pointing the tip of her sword at Jiang You, and accepted the invitation to duel.

"How could I possibly be afraid of a guy like you! Since you want to show off, I'll grant you your wish. But don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"

The duel space was opened in an instant.

"Is this your Noble Phantasm!?"

Only then did Mordred realize that the previous duel application was projected into her mind in a very magical way. If this child did not have a reliable person to guide her, she would probably fall into a pit.

"Is this what you call a duel?"

"I'm Caster."

In reality, Jiang You's magic power was pitifully low, mainly due to maintaining his Noble Phantasm and the fact that he didn't know how to use it. Job titles and the like didn't matter at all.

"It makes perfect sense to fight in another way, doesn't it?"

"How despicable!"

"How can it be despicable? This is a formal invitation. Only after you accept the duel can it be launched. It is a ceremony that cannot be more chivalrous and gentlemanly!"

"Yeah...too."

Mordred realized that he had indeed agreed to it, and his momentum suddenly weakened.

Jiang You felt that since this child could be easily tricked into having a third child, compulsory education was urgent. If possible, he would send her to elementary school with Illya.

"Don't look so sad. This thing is based on your life experience. It even includes the Lion King's blessing. By the way, do you want to meet Morgan?"

Jiang You was not sure about Mordred's feelings for Morgan, so he asked tentatively.

“Mother…?”

Mordred's eyes drifted into the distance, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Let's not talk about it. Mother... Never mind. What am I talking to you about? Since we're all enemies, let's duel!"

Jiangyou LP 4000.

Modred LP 4000.

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