Tsuburaya Is Back to Swindling Us Out of Our Money!!

The girl's vow marked the beginning of her break with the king.

She transformed herself through hatred and began to frantically and thoroughly denigrate everything about her father.

The more I loved the king, the more I hate him now!

Merits, political achievements, military exploits...

The girl decided to render all the king's achievements over the past decade meaningless.

By publicizing the scandal involving the Queen and the First Knights of the Round Table, the young girl finally got the opportunity she had always dreamed of.

During the king's expedition, the young woman, relying on her status as regent, used various means such as threats, appeasement, and instigation to finally seize the throne and formally challenge her king.

The final war has begun.

After several small-scale clashes, the girl finally confronted the king at Camlann Hill.

"Just like today."

Mordred muttered to herself, and her movements intensified, gradually unleashing a fierce storm of attacks from both sides!

By this time, everyone else had stopped what they were doing, and the entire set was captivated by the battle between Mordred and Artoria.

"Hey, Master..."

Seeing the father and son fighting more and more heatedly, Joan of Arc of Arc's smile grew increasingly strained, "Seriously, shouldn't we intervene?"

"Intervene what? I want exciting fighting."

Shinji sat up straight, ignoring his bangs that were ruffled by the wind, his eyes fixed on the monitor screen.

"This is it! This level of combat is exactly what I want!"

Suddenly, Shinji seemed to remember something, and he looked up abruptly.

"Joan of Arc!!!"

"What? You want me to stop them? I don't want to get involved in that level of domestic violence!"

"Joan of Arc, quickly unleash your Noble Phantasm to give the camera an invincibility buff! IMAX camera can't withstand such harsh environmental conditions!"

"Hello!!"

Despite her deep reluctance, Joan of Arc used her Noble Phantasm to shield the camera from damage.

Unfortunately, the thrifty and frugal Saint Joan of Arc, upon learning the price of the IMAX camera, simply couldn't tolerate the equipment being damaged—it would be an enormous waste!

"Arthur!!"

At the eye of the storm, Mordred roared at Artoria.

Artoria's gaze sharpened. She parried Mordred's sword with her knight's sword, then thrust her spear at Mordred's shoulder with a backhand motion.

"Hmm..."

Mordred, with her injured shoulder, took a step back, but she did not give up and continued her fierce attack on Artoria.

After several intense exchanges, both of them were injured. Mordred even untied her ponytail, and her long golden hair was draped over her face.

But Mordred no longer cared about any of that; at this moment, she had only one thought—to defeat her father.

I will defeat you!

Hearing Mordred's call, Artoria responded—the golden Holy Sword pierced Mordred's chest with incredible speed.

When!

Mordred blocked Artoria's Holy Sword with his own, but Artoria thrust her other holy lance forward, attempting to pierce Mordred's chest.

"I won't fall for the same trick twice!"

Mordred twisted her body, letting the spear pierce her stomach—a wound hardly fatal to Heroic Spirit.

Then, Mordred, enduring the pain in her abdomen, pressed the sword against Artoria's neck.

"This time... I... won..."

Mordred gasped for breath, the blood severely obscuring her vision; she couldn't even make out her father's expression.

"That's right, I lost."

I heard my father's voice, right beside me.

"You've finally given up."

Just as he was about to burst into triumphant laughter, a wave of dizziness caused Mordred to lose his balance.

"Why?"

The solid feel of the ground she expected didn't reach Mordred; instead, she found herself enveloped in gentle arms.

"Uh--Father?"

Mordred's consciousness was failing; the wounds had drained too much of her magic, and even her spirit was exhausted.

Artoria stretched out her arms and hugged her child tightly.

"Thank you for your hard work, my child."

Artoria's voice seemed to permeate Mordred's entire body, and she relaxed completely.

Mordred felt that whatever happened next was none of her business. She didn't care if she fell in Camlann again, or even if she returned to the Throne of Heroes.

Because--

"My king, you have finally acknowledged my existence."

After saying this, Mordred completely lost consciousness.

Looking at Mordred lying in her arms, Artoria tilted her head in distress.

"Is that enough? Have I been too strict with this child?"

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"Ta-da! Knight Mordred has been resurrected!"

Having completed the healing with magic, Mordred appeared before everyone with a broad smile, as if praising the sun.

"You're exaggerating a bit too much, aren't you?"

Joan of Arc didn't know what to say about this girl.

"..."

Mordred's favorite father, Artoria, maintained a cold expression throughout.

Mordred didn't seem to understand Artoria's expression; she contentedly spun around in circles.

"Wow, Master's cooking is really good. This is the first time I've felt that you're actually quite useful~"

Shinji dismissed Mordred's praise, saying, "Hey, while your fight was great, the final move didn't go as planned. Remember to reshoot it later."

"Ugh? I have to get stabbed again? That sounds like such a hassle..."

Shinji said unhappily, "You little brat, you'd better think carefully about how you want to talk to me. Believe me or not, I'll use Command Spell to ensure you never see your beloved father again."

"I don't believe it!"

Mordred stuck her tongue out at Shinji and made a face.

"Master, if you dare to do that, Father will definitely beat you to death. Right, Father?"

"Um..."

Artoria looked Mordred up and down, then said out of the blue, "Even after cleaning her up, she still doesn't look much better. That's great, you're quite different from me in appearance."

"Father! What do you mean by that?! Are you saying I don't want to be your child?! Didn't you just admit that?!"

Mordred instinctively launched a flying kick, but Artoria easily dodged it.

"Don't worry, no matter how much you look like me, you are my child. I will never deny that."

"Then Father, please bear with it. I am what I am born with."

"I just feel it's not right to wrong myself like this; it feels like I'm taking on a burden."

"Ah! Ah! There's definitely a difference between children and their parents, Father, don't give up!"

Artoria seemed not to hear, turning her gaze elsewhere.

"What a heartwarming and touching father-son drama."

Shinji smiled with satisfaction as he watched Artoria and Mordred bickering.

Mordred has now taken the first step in a long journey; at least Artoria's attitude towards her has risen from "indifference" to "disdain."

"Master, did you see the harmonious scene with your ass?" Joan of Arc sharply retorted. "Also, don't they look quite alike? Why does that Britain keep denying it?"

"I do think there is indeed a significant difference between this father and son."

"Where?"

Shinji wicked smile, "Fangs, personality, and physique."

Joan of Arc tilted her head in confusion. Weren't these two, father and son, both incredibly strong?

I was referring to the upper limit.

Shinji pushed up his non-existent glasses with his index finger and said in a tone that said, "I have already seen the future."

Joan of Arc' Arc forcefully tugged at Shinji's face. "Master, please wake up before you talk in your sleep!"

"Tsk, if you don't believe me, fine."

Shinji pursed his lips, but in his heart he was thinking about how to create a Northern Hemisphere version of Artoria.

With the Rabbit King, what more could I ask for!

That's the ultimate form of the King of Tackiness, in every sense of the word.

"Hiss~"

Artoria suddenly shivered.

"Father?"

I always feel like someone is plotting against me.

Chapter 230 Tsuburaya Productions is at it again, trying to scam money!!

The improved relationship between Artoria and Mordred was just a minor incident during the filming of Brotherhood.

Under Shinji's arrangement, the first phase of filming for Avengers was basically completed. Apart from the second part of the filming plan for the second half of the year, Shinji assigned the remaining miscellaneous shots to the assistant Director.

It's not that Shinji wanted to slack off, but it's already April, and if he doesn't hurry up and promote <Super Eight>, it will really be too late.

Although Shinji didn't seem to care much about Super Eight Best Actress, he was just as invested in this childhood project as he was in the Fate series.

Shinji really pushed the boundaries of nostalgia when it came to promoting the film, especially in the Chinese market.

Nostalgia-driven marketing is the best promotional tactic for an older series like Ultraman, but many nostalgia-driven works end up with terrible marketing.

That's because there's an age gap between many decision-makers in the advertising campaign and the audience; they don't know how to evoke fans' nostalgic memories in this way.

This doesn't apply to Shinji, who is both Director and producer, and is also a leading fan.

Furthermore, to demonstrate his emphasis on the Chinese market, Shinji specifically asked his uncle to find the voice actors from the Shanghai Film Dubbing Studio to dub the Chinese version of <Super Eight>.

To make his childhood more authentic, Shinji even created his own Chinese version dubbing script for Super Eight, incorporating many dubbing references from the Chinese version Ultraman into the movie's dialogue.

Unfortunately, due to Shinji's involvement with Tsuburaya Productions, the Sharp Vision version was completely removed. The Chinese version of Super Eight, lacking translation Chinese version such as "Thank you, Ultraman Taro," "Saflin," and "Superman Bim," lacked a bit of the quirky humor that Shinji.

However, in Shinji's opinion, sacrificing some sources of joy in exchange for the integrity of the Ultraman series copyright is still a worthwhile trade-off.

Incidentally, Shinji, who was writing the script, had a big question mark pop into his mind.

How did the voice actors in the Sharp Vision version manage to do such a serious job without laughing? So many lines are clearly contradictory! Hey!

Shinji's excessive focus on the Chinese version of "Super Eight" even made Kazuo Tsuburaya jealous.

"Shinji, aren't you being a bit too biased?" Kazuo Tsuburaya complained. "Is the Japan film market adopted? Why are all the promotional activities just leftovers from the Chinese market?"

Kazuo Tsuburaya's statement was not unfounded. The promotion of "Super Eight" in Japan was so disastrous that even the movie trailer was a Chinese version.

Why is Kazuo Tsuburaya so certain? Because although the trailer for <Super Eight> was released globally simultaneously, its release was contingent on the completion of the Chinese version dubbing.