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Chapter Twelve, Mordred

"That sword..."

Seeing the golden sword, the already thick black on the blond girl knight's face became even more abrupt.

She almost stared at everyone, with displeasure written all over her face. She felt that there was strong hostility and magic power on his body, and there was a strange purple electricity all around him.

Diarmuid saw her intention to attack, turned the red gun in his hand, took a step away, and stood next to Yagi Xuezai. If one Yagi Xuezhai couldn't defeat the opponent, then Diarmuid

It will be different.

With Siegfried on one side, Yagi Sessai and Diarmuid on the other, and Hassan the Cursed Arm watching eagerly beside him, the girl knight should have been at a disadvantage.

But looking at the crimson magic power rolling around her, which is reminiscent of the word ominous, it is really hard to believe that she is the one at the disadvantage. It is a bit like a fight between trapped animals, and the girl knight reveals a terrifying hostility.

"Actually... you are such a low-grade fake... I will never forgive you."

The brilliance of magic power exploded from the girl's body, and the sword in her hand also made a clicking sound. A mechanical-like structure unfolded on the sword's wings, and black and red magic power erupted from it, extending out like a magic sword blade.

(Do you still want to fight?)

Judging this, Yagi Yusei tightened his grip on his sword.

It can be seen that her hostility is completely focused on herself...

Did you see this sword?

Judging from her previous words...

She was just a little embarrassed to speak at first, but then she suddenly became angry after hearing a certain word.

That word is [King Arthur].

It's the same now. After seeing the holy sword in his hand, he focused all his anger on himself.

Thinking about it this way, this girl is either King Arthur's most loyal supporter, or King Arthur's most troubled enemy. Only fanatics will be angry at themselves for using the Holy Sword, thinking that they have tarnished the name of the Holy Sword. Only mortal enemies will do this.

He hates King Arthur and will kill him immediately even if he just sees someone holding his sword.

No matter which one it is...it seems like today's battle is unavoidable...

Diarmuid narrowed his eyes, and there was a faint light in the tear stains at the corners of his eyes.

The curse attached to the tear mole always takes effect on women unconsciously. This is the first time Diarmuid thanked it from the bottom of his heart for it to take effect normally and distract the young knight's mind.

Just look at the crazy magic power wrapped around her body. If the Noble Phantasm is released in such a small place, let’s not say what will happen to the heroic spirits like myself... The Master will...

Your own red spear can cut off the magic power. You have to concentrate on it, aim at the moment when she releases the Noble Phantasm, and pass the red spear to her. If not, it can be cut off... This is the only way...

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the sound of explosion instantly took away the attention of everyone present.

The next moment, I saw a ball of black magic bursting out of the right hand of the blond girl knight holding the sword. The huge impact instantly caused her hand holding the sword to deflect. How could Diarmuid miss this flaw? The red spear in his hand

Stabbing out quickly, the gun blade collided with her sword blade, and the black and red magic power instantly collapsed and flew out in all directions. Leonidas raised his large shield to block the overflowing magic power for Fujimaru Ritsuka.

And another white figure jumped down from the stairs, holding a sword and shield, but it was obvious that the shield was much smaller than Leonidas, Matthew and the like. This was to reduce the burden on the wrist, so as to obtain more

Flexible equipment.

Holding a beautiful sword in her hand, the woman with orange hair stood in front of the blond girl knight, and the small buckler in her hand directly blocked her sword.

"Mordred, you should still remember the [rules] here, right?"

The orange-red haired woman asked with a slightly awe-inspiring tone.

You seem to be troubled, right? The blond girl named Mordred clicked her tongue in displeasure and turned her head.

"Private fights are not allowed, right! You know, you know! Damn it... I was so close to giving this fake..."

Mordred snorted and glared at Yagi Xuezai fiercely, with a look on his face that said, "Just wait for me."

"Don't cause trouble for medical workers. It's already troublesome enough to take care of you damn guys who are all about fighting. If you add more workload to me during non-working hours, I will collapse next time, which is meaningless.

's head."

Another female voice came from the second floor.

It can be seen that these two people are also servants who have been living in the Brave Mansion. It is estimated that this is not the first time to deal with this kind of fight between servants...

I could also hear the strong impatient tone in the words of the woman upstairs. She was probably driven crazy.

"Okay, okay, everyone, put your weapons away and don't fight. If you really want to fight, go to the arena tomorrow to fight. But be careful not to get hurt, Mordred. If you are injured..."

The orange-haired sword and shield servant saw that she had stopped attacking, and immediately began to call on everyone to put down their weapons. The previous awe-inspiring posture on his face had disappeared, and what remained was

"Ahhh! That's enough. Are you my mother? I'm going back! I can just go back!"

Probably because he couldn't stand the orange-haired servant's nagging, Mordred put his helmet back on, shouldered his sword, and walked up the stairs carelessly, unwilling to say anything more to her.

When she walked up the stairs, she turned around, stared at Yagi Xuezai with an unconvinced expression, spat, and then went upstairs.

Looking at her like this, the orange-haired servant had a troubled expression on her face, just like a mother who is worrying about her rebellious child.

She immediately noticed that now was not the time to be distressed, turned around, smiled at the people who were stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do:

"I'm Boudica, and my agency is Rider. Over there is Ms. Yae Niijima, and my agency is Archer. The two of us... well... let's just call it... the medical team that maintains order in this Brave Mansion.

?perhaps……"

After talking about it, she seemed to feel that she didn't have much confidence, so she smiled awkwardly and weakly. It was completely different from the majestic look she had just intimidated the blond female knight.

Her eyes were fixed on the golden holy sword in Yagi Xuesai's hand. At this time, the surrounding air was re-condensing into wind, gradually winding around his blade, and the blade gradually disappeared.

"I see. No wonder that child is so irritable."

Boudica looked at Yagi Xuezai with a look that saw through everything and loving eyes.

"Um...so, what is...what?"

Because the changes were so fast, the only human among everyone present could not keep up with the reaction speed of this group of servants. Only Fujimaru Ritsuka looked like he didn't understand anything.

It felt like the blond knight suddenly became furious, then wanted to fight, then was stopped, and then ran away again... After these four times, the whole process was less than

One minute, no time to react.

"Well, sister, I really want to explain it to you, but it's too late now. It's time for good children to go to bed. Let's leave the difficult and complicated topics to tomorrow. Okay?"

It's rare that a servant appears who puts Fujimaru Ritsuka's health first.

Fujimaru Ritsuka wanted to go to bed a long time ago. When she heard this, she felt like she was on the verge of amnesty, so she almost hugged her and shouted, "You are really my sister!"

"OK!"

She agreed wholeheartedly.

"Then I'll go to bed first... I'll leave the complicated topics for tomorrow!"


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