Doing Whatever You Want? (Continued)

Saber spoke in a low voice, then drew her sword.

But then her expression abruptly changed.

"Master, there's a problem with my mana supply!"

Gord, watching the battle from the castle, noticed it as well. "I'll go check. Fight Red Faction's Saber first. I'll do my best to provide you with enough mana. But Saber, end this quickly!"

"Yes."

A car came swerving along in a zigzag path. Defying the laws of physics, Red Faction's knight, Saber—Mordred—was driving a battered old sedan.

A few minutes later, the old sedan finally gave out, perfectly bringing its automotive life to an end.

—It crashed into a large rock.

"Master, your car really isn't very durable." Mordred stepped out of the old sedan in dissatisfaction. Spotting the enemy, he gripped his greatsword.

"Saber, you should cherish my car too—how did I end up with such a rebellious Servant? You even have to defy the laws of physics—" Shishigou Kairi covered his mouth halfway through speaking.

He suddenly felt like throwing up. As an experienced driver, he had actually gotten carsick. It was practically a miracle.

What a damn brat. Even his driving had to be this insane.

He suddenly understood why King Arthur had not wanted to let him inherit the throne.

If Mordred inherited the throne, he would probably rebel against the entire country the very next day.

Shishigou Kairi firmly believed that.

"Well, Master, you might want to step back a little and stay farther away." Saber narrowed her eyes. She noticed that not only was there an enemy in front of them, but Berserker was also charging toward them from the side, wreathed in green lightning.

"Hmph, I know, Saber. I'll leave the rest to you." Shishigou Kairi pushed up his sunglasses. "Tsk tsk—three of them. Try to stall them