Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　"And I hope you two can come with me too."

　　"On the one hand, this is for the sake of Sakura's growing environment."

　　"She has lost her father and I can't let her lose her mother and sister again."

　　"On the other hand, it is also for the convenience of taking care of your mother and daughter."

　　"The world here is too dangerous. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it if you leave your pair of orphans and widows here."

　　"Of course, it's okay if you don't want to go with me, just keep in touch in the future."

　　Mordred said very casually, and proposed two plans to Tohsaka Aoi.

　　But as an adult, how could Aoi Tohsaka not be able to hear Mordred's true thoughts and intentions?

　　"I choose the first one."

　　She smiled bitterly and said helplessly.

　　She really had no choice. .

Chapter 231

　　In the evening, ten o'clock.

　　Because of excessive sadness, the exhausted Tohsaka mother and daughter went to bed early.

　　On the other side, because Mordred brought Irisviel back, it was also very rare for Illya to take a night off, so that their mother and daughter could get together and say something sweet talk.

　　And Artoria's body, after some careful cleaning, was properly placed by Mordred in the room prepared for her in advance.

　　The room is furnished in the style Artoria likes best—a simple single bed, a chair and a table, and two pots of greenery in the corner of the room.

　　Other than that, nothing else.

　　"Father, look, did I think - very thoughtful?"

　　Mordred tapped Frostmourne and asked with a smile.

　　But, unfortunately, this magic sword did not respond.

　　"Look at you, I'm speechless with excitement."

　　As Mordred spoke, he placed his hand on the top of Arturia's head, on the golden hair.

　　He hesitated for a long time, with a rather intoxicated look on his face.

　　He didn't know why, but it proved from the results that this dull hair was indeed very attractive to him.

　　As if it would release a unique magnetic field.

　　When I saw it, I couldn't help but want to pull it out.

　　Only, at the very end.

　　Due to Frostmourne's violent tremors, Mordred finally stopped his inexplicable impulse, and reluctantly took his hand from Artoria's dull fur.

　　"Well, it's still early."

　　Mordred, who came out of the room, raised his head and looked at the sky outside the window.

　　The sun has already gone down, but the colorful neon lights have given the city another kind of light.

　　At ten o'clock in the evening, Xindu was still in a busy atmosphere.

　　It was as if an invisible whip was whipping the city behind him, making it rush forward day and night without stopping for a moment.

　　Mordred didn't like the atmosphere.

　　Even in the vast majority of cases, he was the one wielding the whip.

　　After thinking for a while, he walked out of the door quietly, and summoned somersault cloud.

　　Tonight, he did not go to the food stalls in the old city to find Gilgamesh.

　　Instead, he lay flat on the somersault cloud, pointed in a random direction, and let it wander aimlessly with him.

　　Somersault cloud took him and flew all the way east.Flying over the city, over the mountains, and finally came to the endless sea.

　　The free sea breeze whistled in Mordred's ears, making him feel more comfortable.

　　However, Mordred felt a little strange.

　　In this sea breeze full of freedom, why is there a special smell faintly coming?

　　"It smells like an old antique, old and decaying."

　　Mordred, who was lying on the cloud, muttered to himself.

　　And in the next instant.

　　When Mordred suddenly realized what the smell was all about, he was instantly shocked.

　　"No, no?"

　　Mordred hurriedly turned over and looked down from the somersault cloud.

　　I saw, in this vast night, on the magnificent sea.

　　There is a vigorous figure, closely following behind Mordred, walking on the waves.

　　Not who is Skaha?

　　"...that's a coincidence."

　　Mordred thought so—but he felt something was wrong.

　　The world is so big, and the two of them are so small.

　　How could it be so coincidental.

　　"It must be you, who wants to frame me secretly, right?"

　　"Hmph, I've already seen that you've turned against you!"

　　Mordred patted the somersault cloud under his buttocks and asked.

　　Somersault cloud feels aggrieved.

　　It's just a cloud, what kind of bad intentions can it have?

　　But now Mordred is too late to care so much with Somersault Cloud.

　　"Come on, listen to my command."

　　Mordred controlled the speed of the somersault cloud while watching Skaha behind him.

　　"Hurry up, hurry up, don't let her catch up."

　　"Slow down, slow down, I'm about to lose sight of her."

　　Mordred had a great time playing this cat-and-mouse game with Skaja.

　　Speaking of which, he used to play with Skaha like this.

　　But that was a long, long time ago, in the forests of Wales, Mordred and Skaja used to play this "game of hunters".

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　　Skaha plays the hunter, Mordred plays the prey, and see if you can escape from Skaha's palm within the specified time.

　　And the result is beyond doubt.

　　At that time, Mordred was really too weak, and even if he tried his best, he could not escape Skaha's pursuit.

　　Instead, in most cases.Skaha was like a cat catching a mouse, forcing him and teasing him at the same time.A double blow to Mordred's body and soul.

　　But now it's different.

　　The former prey has the strength to defeat the hunter - and in this case, the object being played with naturally completed the transformation.

　　"Walk her, yes, just walk her like that!"

　　Looking at Skaha who was chasing after Somersault Cloud, the smile on Mordred's face couldn't be stopped.

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　　However, speak your mind.

　　He really isn't a vengeful person.

　　He did this with the intention of "mocking" Skaha - but he also wanted to play some games with her to express friendship.

　　Without any doubts, this is the way the bear child shows kindness to a person.

　　As for whether Skaja accepts it or not?

　　That's not something Mordred should think about.

　　And on the other hand.

　　The reason why Mordred did this was to allow Skaja to move this body, which has not been known to have been active for thousands of years, to do warm-up exercises.

　　So as not to wait a while and lose, and use the excuse of neglecting training.

　　And at the end of the last.

　　When Mordred took Skaha, he flew all the way to an unknown island.And driving a somersault cloud, when it slowly descended from the sky.

　　"Rumble..."

　　On the sea behind Mordred, a huge wave has already set off, and the waves are huge!

　　And in that huge wave, there is a powerful and violent energy secretly accumulating, as if something terrifying is being bred.

　　"You guy..."

　　A phantom of a blood-colored giant spear faintly emerged from the sky.

　　At this moment, Skaha, who finally followed in Mordred's footsteps, launched his strongest offensive without hesitation.

　　Use your body as a gun to evolve the ultimate in spear art!

　　God-killing strike, reappearing in the world![-] million.