Talking about the Singularity, the expeditionary force headed by Black Joan of Arc, due to the calculation of a fifty-year-old man who claimed that he had no conspiracy, no city, and no suspiciousness, Brynhild, the only person left behind, also came to the Singularity.
This time there was really no way out.
By the way, let’s not mention that idiots like high places. Speaking of [as a stronghold], the fortress floating in mid-air is indeed a very good choice.
If it can be captured, it would be great to use it as a base.
Of course, according to Yagi Xuesai's knowledge - mainly game knowledge - in such a remote castle, there is either a hidden boss that drops good equipment after defeating it, or there is a wealth of hidden equipment, and you can make a lot of money by opening the boxes.
Pen, or there is a pitiful beautiful princess waiting for rescue inside.
By the way, I don’t know if it’s because the manufacturers have started to learn bad things recently. The third option is becoming less and less. The plot of visiting a rare castle to win the heart of a beautiful woman. What Yagi can still clearly remember is that only the green color is left.
The king of ghosts and beasts.
"Hey, who are you over there?"
Suddenly, the forest... well, I should say, where the forest used to be, a knight in armor walked out, carrying a sword on his shoulder.
"Oh, that armor, isn't it me! Look, father, I am so majestic! I am so small, hahahaha, so cute!"
Mordred pointed at the person in the distance and laughed.
Even through the helmet, Yagi could clearly feel the female Mordred frowning and making a sound.
The small figure slowly squatted down, as if a spring was accumulating force...
Then……
The small figure flew over like lightning! He picked up the magic sword with both hands and struck the male Mordred with a blow!!!
"You guy! You just called me small! Did you call me cute!!!"
"Oh oh oh! I'm so energetic! The female me!"
"Shut up! Where are you from?"
Mordred's attack was blocked by the male Mordred with his sword. The two of them are the same character, and their sword skills are naturally exactly the same. It's like fighting in front of a mirror. It's not that [every move will be parried], but
[Every move, the opponent will do the same action], the two people's attacks instantly connected together.
"……what's the situation."
From the beginning of the war to now, in line with the principle that "the big boss of an evil organization must abide by the law more than anyone else", Astana, who had not launched an active attack without receiving an order, finally couldn't hold himself back and asked.
"Hmm, it feels more lively than the one at night. Is it a character-switching setting between night and day?"
Napoleon wondered whether this setting would be popular.
"No way!"
Black Joan quickly made herself clear.
"Probably because you defeated them, right? The black screen's control on them relaxed a little, so I reset them. In your words..."
Fafnir lowered his head and looked at Yagi, as if he could see through his mind.
"It's just a reformatting or [factory reset]. Do you understand?"
"Yes, to put it simply, it means turning enemies into friends."
"Oh, father, do you mean that this little guy like me also wants to join?"
"You guy, you want to die!"
The female Mordred was extremely angry and waved the sword in her hand, her attack becoming more and more fierce.
"..."
It’s really hard to do. Mordred can only become a man. This is too playful...
What does it mean to bully yourself!
And...you can call me "father" quite smoothly!
Yagi Xuezai sighed, thought about it, and decided not to let them go.
"Okay, Mordred."
Yagi walked to the intersection of swords and allowed the two swords to strike him, only slightly scratching his flesh. The swords were blocked by his strong muscle fibers.
"Who are you?"
"Come, let's take a step to talk."
Yagi Xuezhai pulled her shoulders, forced Mordred to the side, and bit her ears.
"What are you doing! Where are you! Are you that boy's helper?"
"How is it possible? Facing Mordred, the world-famous Knight of the Round Table, how dare I mention disrespect! If I am disrespectful to you, wouldn't it be a distrust of the King of Knights who selected you?"
As soon as Yagi said this, Mordred's mood improved: "You are quite sensible! Yes, I am the Knight of the Round Table, Mordred! King Arthur's only designated heir! I am also the next knight who will rule Britain in the future.
King! Humph, that brat over there must be your son!"
Mordred was arrogant, but she was not stupid. The stupid bully across from her looked like a father, and he was obviously his son.
"That kind of rude and ignorant idiot, I really want to know how you educate him!"
"Repay Lord Mordred, don't be as knowledgeable as that guy, he has a problem here."
Yagi knocked the female Mordred on the head.
"I'm ashamed to say that he was originally a knight. Although he had a fiery personality, he was still a good person. But one time, when he was tracking the whereabouts of the man in black, he was attacked and was given a drug called aptx-4869.
From then on, although his body was that of an adult, his mind was only at the level of a child. Moreover, because he respected Lord Mordred, he even began to imagine that he was Lord Mordred. Don’t believe it? I’ll prove it to you.”
Yagi Xuezai turned his head and asked the male Mordred: "Who are you?"
"Huh? Father, what you said is really interesting. I am Mordred!"
"What is your identity?"
"I am the future heir to the throne of Britain!"
"Look, there is indeed a problem."
Yagi Xuezhai turned his head and looked at Mordred with sincere eyes.
The female Mordred thought for a while... she always felt that this man was hinting at something, but was there any evidence?
In order to convince her, Yagi continued to use his bullshit skills:
"Look, Lord Mordred, who is famous all over the world, his biological father is the King of Knights, right?"
"Yes. Of course my father is the King of Knights!"
"I'm not the King of Knights, right?"
"Nonsense! How could my father be a woman!"
(Let me tell you, if anyone else listens to this conversation, they will think there is something wrong with your brain.)
Yagi Xuezai cursed, but still had a smile on his face: "He is my son, and he is not the son of the King of Knights. How could he be Lord Mordred? Therefore, he is just delusional. Don't get angry with him. That's not the case.
It seems like you are serious about being with a three-year-old!"
Mordred vaguely felt that something was wrong, but felt that there was no problem. He nodded blankly: "Let's leave it like that. Take care of him. As long as he doesn't come to provoke me, I can treat a certain degree of arrogance as nothing.
Heard.”
After Mordred finished speaking, he patted Yagi's back silently: "How pitiful the hearts of parents in the world are."
(If you had any fucking pity like this, there wouldn't be a Battle of Kamlan!)
In this way, through his exquisite words, Yagi deceived a helper. Thanks to his daily interactions with Mordred of Chaldea, the basic conversation pattern has been figured out.