Emiya Shirou responded with a smile.
Seeing this, Shinji Matou sighed helplessly, walked back from the edge of the rooftop, waved his hand and said, "Go to class, skipping class is not a good choice."
With that said, she walked up the stairs and disappeared.
In fact, she did not intend to commit suicide, but she came to the rooftop to relax because she was depressed because of yesterday's dream.
Just like that, that idiot Shirou... even misunderstood and rushed to stop him.
It's really stupid.
However, her mood improved a lot.
Let's ask something interesting.
Chapter 442 Little Mo's recognition
"..."
Mordred pushed open the screen door of the balcony and looked at Touko who was leaning against the guardrail. The orange-haired woman called her here alone. She must have something important to talk about.
"Father... what do you want from me?"
She turned her cheek and asked in a low voice.
Although it is a bit shameful, but... in order for Father King to recognize herself, she can only treat 'Touko' as her father. Of course, this does not mean that she will call Artoria her mother.
Still, call it...Father King.
"Well... there's something."
Aozaki Touko waved, called Little Mo to his side, and said, "Do you... think that as the son of Android, Morgan... you are not accepted and disliked by 'King Arthur'?"
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.
Mordred didn't speak, but clenched her fists subconsciously. Her momentum was like burning hell flames. It was the hatred that was suppressed in her heart. How passionate her love for Artoria was, correspondingly... she hated it in her heart.
It was... an abomination that would set a kingdom on fire.
"... What's your opinion?"
After a moment of silence, she did not get angry, and asked in a suppressed voice. Now she understands King Arthur better, and finds that... things don't seem to be what she thought at the beginning.
That's why I suppressed my heart so much... and asked calmly.
"You don't have what it takes to be a king. Do you think this comment is wrong?"
Aozaki Touko said with a smile, "Think about it from King Arthur's point of view. Although he looks like a teenager on the outside, he is just a child of a few years old on the inside. Do you think a child is capable of carrying a crumbling country?"
There was a hint of coldness in her voice, but also a strange tenderness.
"Little Mo... You should know that your life span is very short. You may not live as long as your father's life. Is it necessary to become... the heir to the throne?"
Rebellious Knight standing next to her is the child that Morgan gave birth to using Magecraft. His lifespan is not as long as ordinary people. Although it is a bit cruel... but even if Camelot does not go to destruction.
Then Little Mo... will also die first Artoria.
"..."
Mordred remained silent and raised her hand to look at her palm. Indeed, if she were King Arthur, she would not have given the throne to her. It was not because of the son of Morgan.
She... is just a Android, and her lifespan is too short.
Moreover, she actually doesn't know how to be a ruler, as a general... That's no problem, but if it is to govern the crumbling country of Camelot.
That's... there's no way to do it.
"It seems...Little Mo you have the answer."
Aozaki Touko looked at Little Mo, who was a little disappointed, and chuckled, "However, as you inherit the bloodline of King Arthur... I think you are qualified to become a qualified king, but... you need to go through some necessary learning to become a king."
"I can give you a chance. Then I will travel through time again and return to Camelot. You can try to learn the necessary knowledge of the king, and I can also give you a long life."
She pursed her lips slightly and smiled, and said the solution
"The rest... you just need to work hard on your own."
"..."
Mordred bit his lip, feeling a little blocked inside, and asked, "Why, why, why do you do this? We actually don't have the emotional foundation worthy of you to do that."
She did not doubt that this orange-haired woman could send her back to the past, and she also believed that Touko could do everything she said, but was it really necessary to do all this for her?
To be honest, even if Aozaki Touko killed her... I would still understand.
However, he was so kind to her and so gentle.
"If Little Mo were you... I would actually do that." Aozaki Touko smiled, "Camelot... is a shackles for the girl 'Artoria'. I don't want Artoria to dedicate all of himself to the country, otherwise I will make me feel jealous."
"... Really, then our goals are the same!"
An expression of joy appeared on Mordred's face, and she looked at Aozaki Touko with a much closer look. She had completely believed Touko's words and had no doubts about it.
"Well... so, we are comrades with the same interests."
Aozaki Touko looked at the joyful Little Mo and showed a gentle smile, "Everything from now on is up to you. The future master of Camelot, don't let me down."
"Wait a minute... I'm going to start learning how to become a qualified king."
Mordred said with firm eyes.
If she was blindly pursuing the recognition of 'King Arthur' before, now that she has a feasible goal and direction, she is naturally full of motivation.
"Then I... won't disturb you."
Aozaki Touko shrugged slightly and immediately turned around to leave the balcony. However, just as she was about to step through the door, a slight and shy voice came.
"Thank you... Father~"
That's the voice of Little Mo.
Aozaki Touko hesitated, then continued walking forward. She just waved her hand with her back to Little Mo, and disappeared after a while.
"..."
Mordred scratched her reddish cheeks and looked at Touko who had disappeared. She recognized a lot more... Aozaki Touko, her father, and there was no resistance in her heart.
"Next, it's time to start the king's study!"
She breathed softly, patted her cheek, and then ran downstairs happily, dragging Kairi Shishigou to the library to look for all the books on how to become a qualified king.
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The room on the left on the second floor.
Artoria opened the curtains slightly and watched Little Mo running out through the glass window. He withdrew his eyes and looked at Touko sitting next to the bed, and asked in confusion:
"What... did you say to her?"
"I didn't say anything. I just gave some ideas on how to get King Arthur's approval. Then the child started working hard as if he had found a treasure."
Beside the bed, Aozaki Touko said with a chuckle, "Actually... Little Mo's thoughts are really easy to understand. Deep down in her heart, she just wants your approval and hopes that you will admit that she is a child with your blood."
"For these, she can make any effort."
Her words seemed to be casual, revealing Mordred's inner thoughts.
A hint of emotion flashed across Artoria's delicate and pretty face. She once devoted all her energy to managing Camelot, but she didn't know her position in Mordred's heart.
However, her expression soon calmed down.
"Actually... I have also considered giving Mordred to inherit the throne. As long as he can show the ability to match the 'king' position, then I am willing to help pave the way."
She came to Touko's side and smiled helplessly.
"When I went to war, I gave Mordred the responsibility of protecting the kingdom, but I ignored one thing... that is, Mordred is just an immature child."
"Entrusting the country to a kid... that was my mistake."
Chapter 443: Commit suicide, Rider!
afternoon.
Commercial Street.
crossroads.
Black cars blocked all the surrounding roads, and hundreds of tall men in black suits, sunglasses, and firearms stood guard in all directions.
And right in the middle of the road.
An exquisite and gorgeous chair was placed, with a blue-haired loli sitting on it, wearing a black Lolita costume, her little feet wrapped in black stockings folded together, and lazily supporting her cheek with one hand.
There were two beings standing behind her on both sides. The one on the left was a half-crow, half-human monster, wearing a neat suit and dress, which actually showed a very noble feeling.
On the right is a middle-aged elegant man, dressed like a medieval nobleman, holding a cane inlaid with gems, with a powerful aura and noble accomplishments.
"... It's really, really bad!"
Shinji Matou's delicate and pretty face was filled with fear, and her heart seemed to be held by invisible hands. She even... felt like she couldn't breathe, and had a premonition that she was going to die next.
It was no lie, she knew the three beings across from her.
Those are the top powerful men in the world, who are enough to destroy a country with their own strength. The gorgeous little loli sitting on the table is Dead Apostle Princess Remilia, and serving on both sides is True Ancestor Dead Apostles who is very close to the front.
To be honest, even if I have Heroic Spirit now... but facing any one of them, I don't feel like I have much chance of winning, let alone... now I have to face three such monsters.
You don't need to think too much to know... the outcome of the battle.
Death, death, death, death, death are all the result of death. There is no advantage in power, strength, or even... intelligence.
This is... an almost desperate situation.
"Shinji... don't be afraid."
A firm yet gentle voice sounded.
Shinji Matou felt her hand being held, and a warm and thick touch spread into her heart, soothing her fearful heart. She shifted her gaze slightly and turned to the man beside her.
That's her best friend...Emiya Shirou.
"No matter what happens, I will protect you. This... is my wish to participate in Holy Grail War. Before I fall, I will never let you be harmed."
With such a simple guarantee, Emiya Shirou walked slowly in front of her, Projection pulled out the black and white double blades, and expressed his decision with actions.
"You know... what confronting is?"
Shinji Matou raised his hand and grabbed the corner of Shirou's clothes and asked. Then, Emiya Shirou answered, "Both True Ancestor Dead Apostles and one Dead Apostle Princess are existences that cannot be offended."
Hearing this, Shinji Matou frowned and wanted to say something, but Emiya Shirou was the first to answer. He smiled wryly but spoke calmly.
"To be honest, it's a desperate, terrible situation."
He naturally knows... how troublesome the three existences on the opposite side are. Not to mention the two True Ancestor Dead Apostles who are difficult to defeat, even that Dead Apostle Princess... Remilia is extremely troublesome.
Although that little Princess may not be very strong... but his father and mother are awesome.
"... Really, that's where the show of affection ends."
In the middle of the intersection, Remilia was sitting on a chair and waved his hands with some boredom. He stared at the two humans opposite with his scarlet eyes, "Holy Grail War As long as we can win, no matter what means we use, there is no despicableness. You should be mentally prepared for what will happen next."
"Ah, I don't want to die!"
Shinji Matou had helplessness on her delicate face, and looked around with her sapphire eyes. She was now in the most prosperous area of the commercial street, but there was no unnecessary outsider.
Except... the three difficult beings at a complete intersection.
The big men in black around them were all Death Apostles, and they were also quite powerful. All escape routes were blocked, making it difficult to find a chance to escape.
As for the tourists who were supposed to be wandering on the streets, they were all driven away by the power of capital and Magecraft.
"I don't want to die... Isn't that natural?"
Remilia waved his hand a little bored, stared at Shinji with scarlet eyes, and asked, "Human, I know your existence, my father said... you are a talent, except that you are not good at Magecraft."
Hearing the sound, Shinji Matou's expression froze, and her heart was pierced by an invisible sword. Regarding Magecraft's talent, it was her eternal pain, even if she now has the talent of a Magecraft master.
However, that was also achieved by giving up... important things.
"... Have you touched on the sore point?"
Remilia blinked Ruby's eyes, looking at the gray-haired figure of the blue-haired girl opposite, and unexpectedly realized that... the words he just said were quite destructive, and he directly knocked down the blue-haired girl who had just raised her fighting spirit.