Mordred: Shirou, I'm hungry (1st update)

Mordred's retreat was truly thorough.

From this alone, it was clear that although the Maiden Knight was hot-tempered and impulsive, fighting with such wild ferocity that she seemed like a brainless berserker, she did not lack the combat wisdom she ought to possess. Her wildness was merely her style. Whenever she saw that the situation was unfavorable, no matter how displeased or unwilling she felt, she would retreat at once without the slightest hesitation.

That was only natural. After all, Mordred was not a pure warrior, but a knight who had ridden across battlefields in life.

Having participated in countless battles, Mordred had also encountered plenty of opponents she could not defeat. If she had not retreated at such times, she would have died long ago.

Moreover, when veterans taught recruits, they usually told them that while courage in battle was important, knowing how to preserve one's life and retreating immediately when necessary were equally important.

On the battlefield, only those who survived could become renowned as valiant generals. Those who died merely became another achievement in someone else's record.

What was more, Mordred's mother was Morgan the Enchantress Le Fay. When that witch educated Mordred, she surely taught her that when danger arose, she should retreat when needed and never squander her precious life.

Under such circumstances, Mordred's decisiveness in retreating was hardly surprising.

Thinking about it carefully, how could someone who would directly kick up dirt in battle to obstruct a certain blue lancer's vision, and who had historically launched a rebellion against her father, possibly be a rule-abiding good girl?

This Knight of Rebellion possessed a clear "warfare" mindset. As long as victory could be attained, and as long as she did not tarnish the honor and beliefs she acknowledged, then any method used to seize victory