Moon World Girlfriend Comes Knocking

He had barely finished speaking when Mordred looked up and shouted at Jeanne d'Arc, who was about to leave:

"Lady Jeanne d'Arc, it seems my Father King has something he wants to tell you!"

Lan Ze's eyelids twitched slightly, and he abruptly turned to look at Mordred, but Mordred gave him an innocent smile.

At that moment, in the rain, Jeanne d'Arc of Arc, who was about to leave, abruptly stopped and turned to look back.

There seemed to be a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Lan Ze sighed inwardly, and had no choice but to steel himself, look up at Jeanne d'Arc, and say, "Can we go inside and talk?"

Jeanne d'Arc hesitated for a moment, then glanced subconsciously in the direction of Mount Enzou, before her gaze lingered on the boy beside her for a brief moment.

Her eyes flickered slightly, as if she were thinking about something.

Finally, Jeanne d'Arc nodded slightly and said softly:

"Alright... then I'll take my leave for now."

Inside the mansion.

Lan Ze walked into the living room, said he was going to make a cup of black tea, and then went to the kitchen. Mordred, on the other hand, followed her Father King the whole time with the image of a well-behaved and adorable girl, as if she were not the culprit.

"Father King, are you blaming me?" Mordred suddenly patted Lan Ze's shoulder gently and whispered in his ear.

Lan Ze glanced at Mordred without saying a word, but his seemingly bright and clear black eyes were now filled with a deep, unfathomable darkness.

"So you really are blaming me."

Mordred helplessly shrugged at his Father King, indicating that he was also forced into this situation.

It wasn't that she wanted to betray her Father King, but Jeanne d'Arc of Arc had clearly intended to go to Mount Enzou. To stop her, either force or strategy had to be used.

If force is used, Jeanne d'Arc still possesses Command Spells. In a desperate situation, she can unleash a single Command Spells that even the most powerful Servant cannot resist.

If she can resist, she can use a second Command Spells.

So she had no choice but to resort to strategy... Although she didn't know why the Saintess Maiden had feelings for her Father King, all she could do right now was betray her allies.

"Actually, Father King doesn't need to do anything. You just need to stall her... I think Lady Jeanne d'Arc seems to have a bit of a crush on you," Mordred offered his advice.

She didn't mind having another "mother"; it wasn't her problem anyway. The headache was with her Father King.

Although she was an obedient, sensible, and non-rebellious girl, and as her Father King's sweetheart, she should be helping Father King solve his problems, Mordred felt that her Father King should handle matters of the heart himself.

As for her... all she needs to do is provide assists; nothing else is her concern.

Lan Ze stared silently at Mordred, then finally sighed, "I'll try my best."

Mordred glanced at Lan Ze a couple more times in surprise, muttering, "I thought Father King would be angry..."

Lan Ze raised his hand, barely reaching Mordred's head, patted her head, and smiled, "I know your intentions were good, so I won't be angry."

Mordred's eyes flickered slightly. Even the Rebellious Knight couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at this moment, and he lowered his head, saying, "I'm sorry... I'll ask for your opinion next time."

Looking at Mordred's sincere and shy apology, Lan Ze gently hummed in agreement and gave a warm smile, "That's good."

Mordred stared blankly at the boy in front of her, her eyes flashing slightly. Then she suddenly reached out and hugged Lan Ze, vigorously ruffling his hair.

"What are you doing?!" Lan Ze was caught off guard by the sudden attack and shouted.

"Father King is so cute! Let me touch him a little longer, just a little longer!"

"Stop fooling around... where are you touching?! Wait a minute..."

After Mordred's passionate and intimate encounter, Lan Ze returned to the hall, exhausted.

His hair was slightly disheveled. He walked to the opposite side of Jeanne d'Arc, poured her a cup of black tea, and smiled:

"Sorry to have kept you waiting."

"It's nothing." Jeanne d'Arc smiled slightly, picked up her teacup, took a small sip, then looked around in confusion and asked, "Where is Miss Mordred?"

"She said she had something to take care of and is in the backyard right now," Lan Ze said.

In other words, Artoria and the others are unaware of this. If Artoria were to see Mordred "sell out" Lan Ze, she would likely get a good beating.

Jeanne d'Arc gave an "Oh," then looked at the boy in front of her for a few more moments before suddenly saying, "Strange... how come your magic has depleted so much?"

She hadn't noticed when she first arrived, but now that they were quite close, she finally realized something was wrong.

Lan Ze's magic power is far too weak right now... so weak it's as if someone has drained it of its power.

She hadn't felt this weak last night... Jeanne d'Arc's eyes grew serious as she thought of this, and she asked, "Were you attacked again after you came back last night?"

Attacked...?

Lan Ze paused for a moment, then realized what was happening, and shook his head with a shy smile, "We weren't attacked... it's just that I supplied all my magic power to Caster today, so I..."

Jeanne d'Arc was slightly taken aback, but quickly realized what was going on.

So that's why it seems to lack magic power?

She didn't press him further, since even if she did, it wouldn't help him much. Although she had the ability to supply magic to Lan Ze, she was, after all, a referee, and such behavior was not allowed, as fairness had to be ensured.

Jeanne d'Arc, thinking about this, suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, you said you had something important to discuss with me. What is it?"

Lan Ze was slightly taken aback.

To be honest, he hadn't thought about this question himself. He had just been tricked by his daughter and wanted to try his best to keep Jeanne d'Arc, but he hadn't figured out what to do next...

Seeing Lan Ze's momentary speechlessness, Jeanne d'Arc couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.

After their eyes met for less than a few seconds, Lan Ze seemed a little embarrassed by the stare and quietly looked away, secretly wondering what he should do to keep Jeanne d'Arc occupied.

Just then, his peripheral vision caught sight of a chess box on a nearby cabinet.

Lan Ze gazed at the chess box, his eyes flickering slightly. After a moment's thought, he looked up at Jeanne d'Arc and said, "Thank you so much, sister, for last night."

Jeanne d'Arc gently shook her head. "No need to thank me for such a small matter. That mysterious Heroic Spirit doesn't belong to the Holy Grail War. Since you were attacked by Him, I naturally stepped in to save you."

She paused slightly, then said apologetically, "Actually, I should try to help you restore it to its original state, but that's not my forte... so I'm very sorry..."

As she finished speaking, a hint of apology appeared in Joan of Jeanne d'Arc's eyes.

Lan Ze smiled and shook his head, "I was attacked because I wasn't careful, so it's not my fault, sister... Rather, if you don't mind, how about we play a couple of games of chess?"

"Playing chess...?" Jeanne d'Arc was slightly taken aback.

More than that, she was concerned about where the Red Faction's Servant had gone together. Judging from the direction they left, it seemed they were heading towards Mount Enzou... But what were they going to Mount Enzou for?

Thinking of this, Jeanne d'Arc gently shook her head and politely declined, saying, "I'm sorry... I have some things to take care of. If there's nothing important, I'll be leaving now."

After saying that, she put her hands on her knees and was about to get up.

Suddenly, her eyes flickered, and she turned to look in a certain direction outside the mansion.

"What's wrong, Sister Jeanne d'Arc?" Lan Ze looked up at Jeanne d'Arc, his eyes filled with anxiety, afraid that Jeanne d'Arc would get up and leave without saying a word.

Jeanne d'Arc stared in that direction for a moment, then silently looked away, turning her gaze back to Lan Ze, and said softly, "Assassin has left the manor... Do you know where she went?"

Xiao Mo is gone too?!

Lan Ze was startled and turned to look behind him, only to find that Mordred had been peeking at the door just moments before, had quietly left.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Lan Ze gently shook his head. "She didn't tell me."

Jeanne d'Arc of Arc raised an eyebrow slightly, then calmly sat back down on the sofa.

If even Assassin has left... it's best for her to stay here for now.

After all, Lan Ze is the only one in the mansion right now, and if she leaves now, the child might be in danger...

As for the actions of the Red Faction 'Servant...

There shouldn't be any cheating, hmm...

Thinking of this, Jeanne d'Arc picked up the teacup on the table, took a small sip, and said softly, "Let's bring the chess set and play."

Lan Ze breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "Okay."

He got up, walked to the table beside him, picked up the chess box, and turned back to the sofa.

As the chess pieces were set up, a pleasant, melodious voice suddenly rang out. "A simple game of chess isn't very interesting. How about we make a bet?"

The words had barely left her lips when Jeanne d'Arc immediately covered her mouth, saying apologetically, "I'm sorry, that was Laeticia— "

I really don't know what's wrong with Laeticia. She's usually not very enthusiastic, so why is she so keen on teasing this child right now?

Ultimately, she was Saintess and didn't like games involving "bets," as it made her feel that the game had lost its essence.

Just as Jeanne d'Arc of Arc was about to speak again, she heard Laeticia say, "How about the loser of the game obeying one command from the winner?"

"..."

Jeanne d'Arc paused slightly as she was about to speak, and instinctively looked at the boy in front of her.

He seemed somewhat troubled. After all, while he wanted to buy time, Lan Ze didn't want to take such a big gamble.

Although Jeanne d'Arc was the referee and therefore could probably be trusted, the bet of "unconditionally obeying the other party's command" was still quite unsettling.

If the other party makes an unreasonable request, should you comply unconditionally or refuse it?

If I refuse, wouldn't I be breaking my promise in the bet?

But if the object is Jeanne d'Arc of Arc... it should be fine...

With that thought in mind, he finally nodded slightly, agreeing to the dark duel.

"...Okay," Lan Ze replied.

Jeanne d'Arc's previously absent-minded mood was slightly changed by this simple reply, and her eyes involuntarily brightened a little.

Even if she wins, she doesn't plan to make any unreasonable demands... but this kind of bet seems quite interesting.

At least until the Red Faction's Servant return, we can play some chess with this child to pass the time, right?

The bet is secondary, hmm...

Thinking of this, Jeanne d'Arc gave a faint smile:

"Let's begin."

When Lan Ze set up the chessboard and the game officially began, he saw Jeanne d'Arc staring at the chessboard, tilting her head slightly, occasionally glancing up at Lan Ze, as if she wanted to say something but seemed hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?" Lan Ze looked up at her in confusion.

"I'm sorry... I've never played this kind of game before, and the girl I'm attached to hasn't touched it either, so..." Jeanne d'Arc looked slightly troubled as she said this.

The girl she was attached to was only high school educated and extremely bad at math. In addition, because she grew up in the countryside, she had never even touched a game of Othello.

Lan Ze paused slightly, thought for a moment, and then smiled, "How about we play Gomoku? The rules and methods are simple and easy to learn, and it's easy to get started."

Jeanne d'Arc pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement, smiling slightly, "It's up to you to decide."

Upon hearing this, Lan Ze began to teach Jeanne d'Arc Gomoku how to play Gomoku.

Since it was the beginning of their learning process, the "bet" was not yet in effect. When Lan Ze first taught Jeanne d'Arc, he narrowly won, giving Jeanne d'Arc illusion that "I can win."

After successfully fishing, he narrowly won the second game by a single point. Jeanne d'Arc was naturally very unwilling to accept this, as she was bad at the game but had a strong addiction to it, and demanded to continue playing.

Midway through, Lan Ze deliberately lost two games to her, making Jeanne d'Arc overjoyed like a little girl, completely forgetting about Mount Enzou and immersing herself in the charm of Gomoku.

"Let's continue." Jeanne d'Arc looked up at the boy in front of her and smiled. "I'm familiar with the rules now, so we can officially begin the bet."

Lan Ze hesitated for a moment. He didn't really want to gamble so much... mainly because he didn't want to take advantage of Jeanne d'Arc, since Jeanne d'Arc had let her win the previous times.

In a real game, Jeanne d'Arc, at her current level, would be no match for him.

However, seeing the Saintess's confident demeanor, Lan Ze couldn't bear to expose her, and in the end, he nodded and agreed to the request, "Okay."

Mount Enzou.

Mordred hummed a song as she walked towards the mountaintop, carrying a greatsword and dressed in full armor.

It wasn't that she wanted to leave the Tohsaka Family, but Jeanne d'Arc had just been there, and it was clear from the situation that she wanted to leave.