Oath and Patricide

Arash frowned as he looked at Hundred Faces Hassan, who was kneeling on one knee with blood streaming from his shoulder.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nishimura, Mordred has arrived with the Purification Knights," said Hassan of the Hundred Faces.

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"Mordred."

Upon hearing this name, Waver and the others instinctively turned their gazes toward Saber.

"My king, please allow me to punish that rebellious knight."

Several Knights of the Round Table volunteered.

"Let's go."

At this moment, Ling Yuan suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention.

"Saber, you can't let us come all this way for nothing," Iskandar said.

Saber paused for a moment, then looked at the group, her expression softening. "I'm counting on you."

Now

Mordred was preoccupied; she had already sensed something was wrong with the Lion King after Saber appeared.

But before she could even think about it, she was sent out to suppress the rebels.

"Don't kill them, leave them all alive."

Seeing a Purification Knights preparing to kill a civilian, Xiao Mo directly knocked the greatsword out of his hand.

If Saber hadn't appeared, Mordred wouldn't have stopped it at all.

But Saber's appearance created a distance between her and the Lion King.

Even she herself couldn't help but laugh at herself: What a rebellious knight!

"Yes."

The higher the rank, the more powerful one becomes; the Purification Knights silently restrained himself and stood behind Mordred.

The surrounding area was inhabited by shivering Mountain Folk.

"Surrender."

Mordred looked at the Hassan of the Stillness before him and said calmly.

"Surrender, and then be taken to Holy Grail War?!" Hassan of the Stillness sneered.

"The king's commands are absolute."

Mordred said calmly, and then slowly walked away with his greatsword in hand.

Call out!

Suddenly, a whooshing sound rang out.

Mordred's pupils contracted as he approached within five meters of Hassan of the Stillness, and he abruptly retreated.

Bang!

A huge explosion rang out, Hassan of the Stillness stared in shock at the red spear stuck in Mordred's place.

"Who goes there?!"

Mordred looked up and shouted.

Suddenly, a figure in blue fell from the sky.

He slowly pulled the spear out of the ground.

"I've heard that the Knights of the Round Table are all exceptionally strong. Today, I'd like to learn from them," Diarmuid light laugh.

"Ha, what a low-class trick. If you think you can subdue me with such a despicable means, you underestimate the Knights of the Round Table." Mordred glanced at Diarmuid's beauty mark and sneered.

"I'm sorry, it's like a curse I was born with, and I'm powerless to change it."

"If you want to blame someone, you can only blame my birth or myself for being a woman," Diarmuid said dismissively.

Mordred scoffed. "Huh? You don't actually think that your appearance can slow down my sword strikes, do you?"

I'll kill you!

Diarmuid was taken aback, then laughed, "Hahaha, as expected of child of Arthur, he speaks just like her."

"Tch, prepare to die!"

Hearing the tone of voice from the other side that sounded like someone caring for a junior, Mordred unhappily.

He raised his greatsword and charged towards Diarmuid.

Seeing Mordred charging towards him, Diarmuid hands, a smirk playing on his lips. "Son of Arthur, the rebellious knight Mordred, let me see your skills."

The next second, Diarmuid also burst out.

In an instant

Spears and greatswords clashed, sparks flew, and the sounds of clashing weapons filled the air.

"Why does Mo's helmet look so much like Ganesha's?"

On the hillside, watching Xiao Mo put on her helmet and enter combat mode in the distance, Ling Yuan couldn't help but show a puzzled expression.

Chapter 453 Oath and Rebellion Against Father

What is Ghassan?

The people nearby asked, puzzled.

"A white pig that really likes to bump into people," Ling Yuan explained.

"That's strange. I remember in the myth of Diarmuid, he was cursed to 'die from a wild boar,'" Waver said.

"Pig..."

For a moment, everyone watching the two fighters had sweat beading on their foreheads.

"It can't be that much of a coincidence," Kischur Zelretch said.

"They're still different. That wild boar was male, Mordred was female," Ling Yuan said.

"Shouldn't we say it's a woman at this point?" Waver asked, opening his mouth.

Then, as if he had thought of something, Waver shut up.

Could it be that Ling Yuan already considers Mordred a pig?

"Alright, everyone stop thinking about it. It's almost my turn to go on stage."

Iskandar, standing on the Divine Chariot.

"Is this a replay of the battle at the warehouse street at the mouth of the Miyou River estuary?" Ling Yuan joked.

"Haha, don't you think it's interesting?" Iskandar laughed.

"Not at all," Kischur Zelretch said expressionlessly.

This reminded him of some unpleasant memories.

"With this kind of martial arts skill, you are definitely not an ordinary servant."

The two faced off, Mordred frowned as he looked at Diarmuid.

Diarmuid chuckled and tucked the spear that was pointing outwards behind him.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Diarmuid Uta." (Those who mistook it for Diona should gouge their eyes out.)

"Diarmuid? The one who got gored to death by a wild boar?" Mordred asked in surprise.

Diarmuid: "..."

A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Likewise, knights killed by their own mothers."

Say it again!

Xiao Mo panicked instantly.

"Boom!"

The sky buzzed

A bolt of yellow lightning fell from the sky, striking between the two and abruptly blocking Xiao Mo's path.

"Stop it, all of you! Who dares to be disrespectful before the King!"

With a soft shout, a burly man descended from the sky in a bull-drawn cart.

"My name is Iskandar, the King of Conquest!"

"The King of Conquest?"

Xiao Mo frowned as she brushed away the dust.

What is all this nonsense?

First Diarmuid, and now Iskandar.

However, considering the appearance of Saber and Tang Sanzang, it's not too surprising.

It's already a singularity, so why bother with logic?

"The King of Conquest, is that it? You should know how humiliating it is to interfere in a duel between knights!"

"Haha, I've done this kind of thing plenty of times. Shouldn't a king step in to correct his subjects when they make mistakes?" Iskandar laughed nonchalantly.

"Who is your subject? Stop flattering yourself. There is only one person in the world that I, Mordred, acknowledge!" Little Mordred slung her greatsword over her back, looking like she was second to none.

"Such a fiery temper, really," Iskandar clicked his tongue.

"Little girl, would you like to join my ranks?"

"Rider, there's no need to ask that," Diarmuid said helplessly.

"Haha, anything can happen."

A large '#' appeared on Mordred's forehead.

"Are you all making fun of me?!"

Mordred roared and raised his greatsword.

Crimson lightning flashed.

Sword of Rebellion Release, and a beam of light shot out.

Now blessed by the Lion King, Mordred is like a corrupted Saber, her ultimate attack as easy as a basic attack.

"Ah!"

"They really are family, their moves are all the same." Iskandar commented, looking at the moves that resembled Excalibur.

"This can't be resisted," Diarmuid n't help but say.

Mordred has no sense of martial ethics.

Both of them who had witnessed Excalibur's actions knew how disgusting this move was; it was practically a blanket attack.

"Die, all of you!"

Xiao Mo roared and slashed down heavily!

The two exchanged a glance and then stepped aside.

However, Mordred's attack is different from Saber's; the beam of light doesn't stop in one place.

Seeing the two separate, Mordred chose Diarmuid he hated the most.

He gripped the forty-meter-long greatsword with both hands and slashed heavily at Diarmuid to the side!

"Oops!"

Diarmuid's pupils contracted.