Mordred Attacks / Two-Sword Style

Although Lancelot was trying to persuade Mikaela, his words still carried a hint of threat.

After all, if a girl like Mikaela, who looks so delicate, were to encounter that guy, she would probably suffer a lot.

She's a very volatile person, and for the sake of the king, she'd probably do anything to crush her enemies.

"No need." Mikaela still didn't want to leave with Lancelot; she knew who the guy he was talking about was.

Besides Mordred, who else can't speak properly?

Although Tristan was reversed, he still retained an elegance at heart, and he would send others off with a smile.

"That's a real shame. Well then, have a safe journey." Lancelot, seeing that Mikaela wouldn't listen to his advice, didn't say anything more, but smiled and led the knights away.

Although he found Mikaela agreeable, she seemed unwilling to accept his kindness, so he wouldn't force her.

If they meet again and the other person becomes an enemy, Lancelot won't be able to have a proper chat with Mikaela like he does now.

After Lancelot left, Holmes stepped out from the side. He looked at Mikaela and chuckled, "What a chivalrous man. Knowing you were a Servant, he still let you go."

Although Holmes had just arrived in this world, he somehow obtained a series of intelligence about the place and the division of power.

As Lancelot's subordinate to the Lion King, he shouldn't have let the Servant Mikaela go.

Servant are extremely troublesome beings, and as Servant themselves, they are well aware that every Servant is not to be underestimated.

While Servant may vary in strength, Noble Phantasm do not. A good Noble Phantasm can play an unimaginable role on the battlefield.

Realistically speaking, even if Lancelot had feelings for Mikaela, he shouldn't have let her go; he should have arrested her instead.

Holmes had just prepared to win over Mikaela.

Although we don't know what methods Mikaela used to force Goetia to retreat, the fact that she could force back such a being means that her strength must be terrifying, and Lancelot definitely couldn't defeat her.

Although he didn't see Mikaela actually make a move, Holmes felt that Lancelot was bound to lose!

After all, no matter what means Mikaela used to escape from Goetia and protect the Chaldea group, her own strength was definitely not weak.

"Knighthood..." Mikaela was speechless. In fact, she was already prepared for a great battle with Lancelot.

After all, even the harmless Tang Sanzang in the original story was feared by the Knights of the Round Table. She was Servant without any purpose, and only came to the Lion King's city for tourism.

And he praised it as a true Avalon.

This move greatly pleased the other Knights of the Round Table.

After Tang Sanzang had eaten and drunk his fill, he prepared to leave. The Knights of the Round Table tried to persuade him to stay, while Agravain questioned Tang Sanzang about whether he wanted to be their enemy.

This shows that the Knights of the Round Table had extremely low tolerance for Servant.

"Let's go. If we really run into that guy, we'll probably have to fight him." Mikaela lifted her foot and returned to Holmes' side. She said calmly, "The Mordred of this world is probably a loyal protector of that 'King'."

"~~~~"

Holmes smiled. He did not question Mikaela about how she knew that the infamous traitorous knight, Mordred, would become the king's loyal protector.

After all, some things in history are hard to explain.

"Huh? You want me to intercept a Servant? And not hurt her? What is Lancelot trying to do?"

On the other side, Mordred, having obtained Lancelot's information, looked at the Purification Knight in front of her, scratched her head, and said with great disdain, "The focus now is on that Pharaoh King, so let the irrelevant Servant get lost."

Mordred didn't have time to worry about third-rate Servant; she had to do something to show her father.

"Lord Lancelot said that the Servant bears a resemblance to the King. If possible, please intercept her." The Purification Knight said calmly, "If you cannot intercept her, he will temporarily abandon his mission and come to capture the Servant."

"???"

Mordred gave a strange look and looked at the Purification Knight with great disdain, saying, "What exactly does that guy want to do? If he wants to capture that Servant, why doesn't he just do it himself? Why make me do this kind of thing?"

Lancelot already encountered that Servant, so why didn't he capture the Servant himself instead of making me do it?

"...I don't know." The Purification Knight indicated that he did not know.

He was just a lowly soldier; how could he possibly know what these important figures were thinking?

"Sigh." Mordred sighed deeply. She said calmly, "Fine, go back and tell that guy that, although I don't know what he's thinking, if that Servant doesn't obediently come with me, then don't blame me for killing her."

Although Lancelot said to capture, Mordred didn't have that much time to win over so-called Servant.

Those who obey me will prosper, those who oppose me will perish.

This was Mordred's most sincere thought: if the other party obediently followed her, she would not use force against that Servant.

If she doesn't obediently come with me, then don't blame me for being ruthless.

"Yes."

The Purification Knight said he understood and would pass on the message to Lord Lancelot.

"Besides."

As the Purification Knight prepared to leave, Mordred said coldly, "I will help capture the man, but Father King's plan must be carried out seriously, otherwise I will personally send him on his way."

In Mordred's eyes, King Arthur's orders were paramount.

She and Lancelot were part of the sweeping force, and they took over all external affairs.

Yesterday, Mordred finished off a Servant from the Mountain People's side, so today she came to support Lancelot, hoping to cause some trouble for Ramesses II.

As for whether she could defeat her opponent, Mordred, though seemingly foolish, was still self-aware.

She couldn't defeat Ramesses II, after all, he was a powerful opponent whom even her Father King feared.

She came to the edge of the desert with the intention of assisting Lancelot. The two Knights of the Round Table would fight together, and as long as Ramesses II did not personally intervene, no one in the desert could rival them.

If Ramesses II were to make a move, then my Father King would use the Holy Lance to strike his stronghold a few times!

Therefore, capturing the Servant is a minor matter; the key is whether Ramesses II can remain calm.

As long as the enemy dares to leave their stronghold, then even sacrificing ourselves and others is worthwhile.

Just like Gareth was willing to sacrifice himself to kill the devil who called himself Charles I.

Mordred is already prepared to sacrifice himself for victory, so if Lancelot abandons his plan just because of a Servant...

Even if it means death, Mordred will kill him.

Although she was no match for Lancelot...

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Chapter 336 Mordred's Attack

Mikaela and Holmes continued their journey across the desert. Whenever they encountered desert monsters or refugees, neither of them attacked or offered any assistance.

"We've been gone for a long time, it's almost time to say goodbye. Although we haven't spent a full day together, we've spent half a day." Holmes said with a smile to Mikaela, "I won't speculate anymore, just tell me directly how you escaped from the King of Magic's clutches, and what secret Roman is hiding."

"..."

Mikaela looked at Holmes, seemingly puzzled. Why did this famous detective no longer seem interested in solving the mystery and instead intend to ask her for the answers directly?

"What's wrong? Do you think I'm the kind of guy who stubbornly persists even when he doesn't understand something?" Holmes smiled. He was a detective, that's true, but a detective can't know everything.

If he knew everything, he wouldn't be a detective, but something else entirely.

Moreover, knowing only about Roman and Mikaela's affairs wouldn't affect him at the moment.

"You want to know?" Mikaela looked at Holmes, her tone somewhat subtle. "Some things aren't given to you for free, you understand that, right?"

"Oh?"

Holmes narrowed his eyes, a bright smile spreading across his face, and asked, "I'm just an ordinary detective. What do you want from me? You can't possibly want me as a person, can you?"

Everything requires effort to reap rewards.

Mikaela could teach the answer to Holmes, but he would have to pay the same price.

"One question." Mikaela stopped, put her pipe in her mouth, took a small breath, and said calmly, "If you answer me, then I will answer everything you ask."

"Oh? That's quite interesting. I'm just a weak detective, yet someone like you values me." Holmes looked at Mikaela with some surprise and continued, "You're not going to ask me why I came to this Singularity, are you?"

"If you want to know, then I will tell you right away."

If that were all, Holmes wouldn't mind telling Mikaela, since she was also one of his collaborators.

"First," Mikaela said calmly, pipe in mouth, "Are you real, or a so-called Phantasmal Spirit?"

When Mikaela played FGO in her previous life, she had this question in her mind when she saw Holmes appear.

When he appeared, the Type-Moon World had countless satellites, such as Jason and Sita, who appeared in the earlier chapters, but none of them brought as much mystery as Holmes.

He seemed to know everything, he seemed to be everywhere, and whenever someone needed him to solve a case, he would appear beside that person.

In the Sacred Round Table Domain: Camelot and Shinjuku Phantasmal Spirit incident, his actions were similar to those of King Solomon, Gilgamesh, and Merlin, as if he possessed Clairvoyance EX.

However, he himself did not have that ability. Instead, he relied on his own reasoning ability and intelligence gathering from various sources to give people the illusion that Holmes had Clairvoyance.

In the original work, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash asked Holmes more than once whether he truly existed in history or merely existed as Phantasmal Spirit.

Or... or rather, Holmes is Lostbelt Servant the Lostbelt.

After all, there is a swordsman who doesn't want to reveal his name and loves to eat udon noodles.

However, whenever Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash asked about this, Holmes would cleverly steer the conversation away from the topic.

As for why, probably only he himself knows.

In her previous life, Mikaela was also very interested in this and wanted to know what kind of person Holmes really was.

"Well..." Holmes smiled gently and said slowly, "The answer is something you have to find slowly. You will only get the greatest satisfaction when you reveal the answer."

"..."

That's practically a no-brainer. Holmes is basically telling Mikaela, "I'm not telling you, you can guess for yourself."

"You..." Mikaela began to say something, but the next moment, her and Holmes's expressions changed slightly.

"Boom--!!!"

Crimson lightning, accompanied by immense magical energy fluctuations, hurtled towards Mikaela and Holmes. This Noble Phantasm was terrifying! It was definitely not a simple Anti-Army Noble Phantasm.

With a loud explosion, an arrogant and irritating voice came from afar.

"What? So weak, they can't even withstand a single Noble Phantasm." Mordred placed the King's Radiant Sword on her shoulder and said rather unhappily, "Just because of these two guys, Lancelot made me make a trip here personally. How embarrassing."

"Whoosh—!!!"

A flash of cold light shot out, hurtling towards Mordred. As the light burst forth, the surrounding air grew colder.

The smoke dissipated.

Mikaela had now reverted to his true form. He had changed into his maid outfit, and an ice-blue katana hung at his waist. The sword was already drawn. He calmly looked at Mordred and said coldly, "When you attacked me, did that mean I could kill you?"

Suddenly being hit in the face by a beam of light would upset anyone. If Mikaela hadn't decisively crushed the card and used the Ice Lotus Sword to block the attack, he would have been injured even if he hadn't died.

"Oh, oh, oh? Not bad at all. Compared to that coward hiding behind you, you're obviously much better." Mordred looked at Mikaela with a bloodthirsty smile.

"This is not an act of cowardice, but rather a retreat because I cannot defeat you." Holmes stepped out from behind Mikaela. He was not an idiot; he knew perfectly well that Mikaela was very strong.

Why did he voluntarily step forward to be a hero?

Lancelot felt that he would be fine going out that time.

But when facing Mordred, Holmes felt that if he wasn't careful, he might very well be killed by this infamous brat.

Lancelot might let him off the hook, but Mordred would definitely not.

The other party is the type who sees you as an enemy and feels obligated to kill you.

"You are a clever person, but cleverness does not guarantee survival." Mordred smiled and looked at Mikaela. "You are quite good. Just as Lancelot said, you have the temperament of your Father King."

Mordred raised his sword, pointed it at Mikaela, and laughed, "I like you, how about becoming my personal knight?"

Chapter 337 Dual Sword Style

"A dedicated knight?" Mikaela raised an eyebrow, looking at Mordred with a very strange expression. What was going on with him?

"Oh? This is really..."

Holmes looked at the scene before him with a hint of surprise in his eyes. In his deduction, Mordred was no kind person, and whether the other party was handsome or beautiful had nothing to do with her.

Unexpectedly, before the two sides had even officially clashed, Mordred gave Mikaela a chance, wanting her to become his knight.