Multiverse: Ragnarok's Beginning - The Hero King's Path

Thus, Artoria and Mordred wedged the Holy Sword between them.

Then, pressed together, the two began rotating around the Holy Sword.

Originally positioned on the left and right sides of the Holy Sword carrier, after rotating ninety degrees, they ended up above and below the carrier.

Artoria faced the owner of the Holy Sword directly, while Mordred faced the other way.

Next, while carrying out the ritual upon the Holy Sword, Artoria and Mordred also touched the true scabbard, striking at its weak point.

Once the scabbard's weak point was touched, a certain substance began to form and slowly emerged.

After collecting that substance in their hands, the two began massaging the Holy Sword carrier.

So this was the Pendragon mother and daughter's battle plan this time. It really could rival the maneuver she and Illya had just performed.

"Illya, you come up with the battle plan for the next round of the ritual."

"Huh? M-Me?"

Illya pointed at herself, looking utterly flustered.

"That's right. Mommy has run out of ideas, so we can only rely on you, Illya."

"But I-I can't think of anything."

"You can do it, Illya. You'll come up with something. Be bolder."

"Then... then Mommy should keep thinking boldly too."

"So Illya wants to act like a very innocent child and turn Mommy into a completely shameless woman?"

"Huh? N-No, that's not it. I-I understand, I'll think of something!"

Illya looked resentfully at her mother. She refused to believe that her mother had truly run out of ideas, and she knew that her mother was actually pretending to be "pitiful."

Yet it worked on her anyway.

And it was true that she could not leave everything for her mother to shoulder while she hid behind her.

In the blink of an eye, Sister Artoria and