The necromancer—Kaijiri Shishigami—nodded and extended a hand toward the knight.
"I'm your Master, Kaijiri Shishigami. I look forward to working with you."
"...Is this a cemetery? You really picked a disgusting place to summon me."
Kaijiri Shishigami's friendly handshake was ignored, leaving him to awkwardly scratch the back of his head.
"No, that's unfair... To me, this place is practically my home turf."
After explaining that he was a necromancer, he asked,
"You're Saber... right? Can you tell me your true name?
"Come to think of it, I'm your Master, so why can't I see some of your parameters?"
"It should be because of Mother's helmet."
The red knight snorted and removed her fearsome-looking helmet.
When Saber's face was revealed, Kaijiri couldn't close his gaping mouth.
"A woman...?"
In the next second, the sword in the knight's hand swept through the air in an arc, slicing past the magus's nose.
"Don't say that again."
In a cold voice brimming with murderous intent, Saber said, "Call me a woman again, and I'll kill you."
Kaijiri's instincts told him she was serious.
"...Sorry, I apologize. I won't say it again."
The magus raised both hands and honestly apologized.
Saber's beautiful face was still wrinkled with anger, but she seemed to calm down a little.
She took a deep breath and muttered with slight displeasure,
"I forgive you. Now listen carefully—
"My name is Mordred, the only legitimate heir of King Arthur Pendragon, the King of Knights."
Kaijiri Shishigami's mouth fell open.
The catalyst he had prepared was a fragment of the Round Table. Normally, it should have summoned the Knight of the Round Table most compatible with him.
He never expected it to be Mordred, the beloved daughter of that King Arthur.
She had just said she was King Arthur's only legitimate