King Arthur Couldn't Possibly Be a Girl / The Nameless Soldiers and the Army of Heroes

She thought things had taken a turn for the better and she had new hope, but to her surprise, it turned out to be a little girl. She sighed in disappointment once again.

"Haha! That's right! Illya is here, I had forgotten about her."

Mordred laughed and said, "Illya has more than enough magic power to provide for you. You can use it however you like. She's a hundred times better than some fake!"

Everyone looked at the lost little girl in astonishment, never expecting that she was actually a Magus.

"Um... I'm not that good..."

Illya hid behind Mordred shyly, feeling a little embarrassed by his praise.

"What are you saying!"

Mordred pulled her in front of him, saying, "Don't let her current appearance fool you; when she gets serious, none of you here can beat her."

Illya shifted uncomfortably, head bowed, and said shyly, "No! I can't beat Enkidu..."

But her words surprised everyone even more.

The implication is that she can beat Enkidu, but she can beat everyone else here.

Upon further reflection, it seemed that her words also implied that she could fight Enkidu, which was truly remarkable.

The fanatic walked up to Illya, knelt down gently, and looked at Illya with determined eyes. "Please help me!"

Illya scratched her head and took out Ruby. "Ruby, let this older sister use our magic."

Ruby: "Illya, are you really sure?"

"Hmm, this older sister doesn't seem like a bad person, let's help her."

Ruby said to the fanatic, "Since Illya agrees, I will let you use our magic, but if you misbehave, I will sever the magic connection at any time."

The fanatic nodded solemnly, "I swear I will use only this magic to deal with that Dead Apostle, Jesta!"

Ruby nodded and quickly completed the magical connection.

The fanatic instantly sensed a surge of powerful magic emanating from the little girl in front of him, flowing into his body.

"Thanks!"

She thanked Illya with utmost sincerity. At this moment, she was finally freed from the demonic shackles of Jesta and regained the ability to fight.

Illya waved her hands repeatedly, "It's nothing! I'm glad I could help you."

She didn't think she had done anything remarkable.

However, it is of paramount importance to fanatics.

With the matter of the fanatics settled, Mordred asked curiously, "Illya, what are you doing here all alone? And in this state?"

"Has someone bullied you? Tell me, and I'll stand up for you!"

Illya then remembered that she had run away alone, and immediately became anxious and started pacing around in circles.

"Oh no! Everyone's going to be worried, I have to get back right away!"

Like a headless fly, she looked around at the forest, not knowing which way to go.

"Everyone? Are there any other people with you?"

"Oh, it's the Chaldea family! Mordred, hurry up and help me find my way, or I'll get a beating!"

Illya was in a hurry. She had impulsively flown around aimlessly and now had no idea where she was.

She was afraid of being punished if she didn't go back.

After all, Yuxian had said more than once that he should not Independent Action.

Chapter 13, Section 527: King Arthur could not have been a girl.

Illya was anxious to go back, but she couldn't find the way she came.

Just as she was pacing anxiously, Yuxian and his group finally arrived.

"Illya!"

Seeing that Illya was alright, Yuxian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He wanted to scold her, but when he saw Illya's pitiful look, his heart softened.

"It's alright, it's alright."

The children pulled Illya aside, asking her all sorts of questions, showing great concern for her situation.

"Illya, you're so dirty!"

"Really?" Illya blinked in confusion, unaware of what was happening.

Little Jeanne took out a mirror and placed it in front of her, letting her see for herself.

Illya noticed an unfamiliar face in the mirror. She was stunned for a moment, then screamed and ran away in a hurry.

She covered her face and ran towards the stream not far away. Illya had always been very hygienic and wanted to look beautiful, could not believe that she had always looked so slovenly.

"This is incredibly embarrassing..."

As Illya washed herself in the stream, she angrily blamed herself.

The children followed, chatting and laughing, and went to play in the stream together.

Yuxian smiled slightly, shook his head gently, and then looked around before saying, "With this lineup, are you planning to fight the Holy Grail War?"

"Yo! Master!" Mordred's cheerful laughter rang out. "I don't know what they're doing, but I'm here to fight!"

Yuxian chuckled and patted Mordred on the shoulder, "I just saw you unleash your Noble Phantasm. How was it? Did you win?"

He turned his gaze to Richard I, who stood there unharmed, clearly indicating that the battle had ended inconclusively.

"No, I was interrupted." Mordred said with a smile, without any hesitation, "I was in a bad mood, but seeing you all here has put me in a great mood, so I'll let him off the hook today."

Yuxian shrugged. This was really Mordred's style; he did things entirely based on his mood.

He scrutinized Richard I carefully and asked, "Is this the descendant of Artoria?"

"Is this the child you secretly had outside Mordred?"

Mordred drew his sword and slashed heavily at Yuxian's side, startling Yuxian so much that he jumped up in fright, "Hey! That's dangerous!"

Mash said reproachfully, "Senpai, stop joking around! Be serious!"

Yuxian pursed his lips and muttered softly, "The descendants of Artoria, aren't they the descendants of Mordred?"

Seeing Mordred glaring at him, Yuxian quickly coughed twice, his expression returning to normal, and asked Richard I, who looked embarrassed, in a friendly tone.

"Could you tell me your real name?"

Richard I replied, "While it would be unwise to reveal my true name in the Holy Grail War, there is nothing to hide about my true name."

"I am Richard I."

Yuxian was taken aback, but quickly found the corresponding figure in his mind, "Lionheart?"

"Exactly!"

Richard I nodded seriously, "I wonder Artoria you speak of is..."

Yuxian was taken aback and asked curiously, "You don't even know King Arthur's real name before you claim to be her descendant, do you?"

"No wonder you were being chased by Mordred. Artoria is her Father King, the King of Knights Arthur."

Seeing Richard I's bewildered expression, Yuxian shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he really knew nothing, and regarded Artoria as his ancestor simply because of his heartfelt worship.

"Oh, right," Yuxian added, "Artoria is still a girl, so it's best not to talk about offspring or anything like that."

"A girl!!!"

Richard I's eyes widened in shock; this was even more astonishing than if someone had told him that Great Britain had fallen.

Mordred glared fiercely, "What do you have against girls?!"

Richard I quickly waved his hand and explained, "No, no, no, regardless of whether King Arthur was male or female, her character and demeanor were a model of chivalry, something we should all aspire to."

Mordred gave Richard I slowly process the information-packed news.

Richard I kept his head down, silently sorting out his thoughts. Yuxian didn't disturb him and turned her gaze to Enkidu.

"Enkidu?"

"We saw Gilgamesh earlier, so it seems you were the ones who caused yesterday's commotion?"

Enkidu said calmly, "I am naturally overjoyed to be able to meet my friend again."

Yuxian couldn't help but think to himself, "Are they going to play with each other's Noble Phantasm just because they're so happy?"

"No wonder Gilgamesh thought so highly of himself, was so serious this time. So that's why."

Yuxian nodded. Given Golden Flash's personality, he usually wouldn't be interested.

Since Enkidu was present this time, that's a different story.

"And this one?" Yuxian squinted, scrutinizing the seemingly insignificant fanatic. "If I'm not mistaken, your magic is currently being provided by Illya?"

"I am just an inexperienced assassin," the fanatic replied softly.

Hassan?

The fanatic shook his head. "I am not qualified to be the leader."

Yuxian said calmly, "You don't need to belittle yourself for being summoned as Heroic Spirit."

"However, since you are using Illya's magic, I hope you will cherish this pure magic."

"The First Hassan also had some connection with us, so don't embarrass him."

The fanatic looked up abruptly and stammered, "The... the First Leader?!"

The children had just returned when Jack heard this and immediately asked, "Does your sister know Grandpa? Do you have any news about him?"

"With Grandpa gone, there's no one to play hide-and-seek with Jack anymore..."

Jack was a little disappointed. She loved playing hide-and-seek, but her friends couldn't play with her. Only her grandfather could play with her effectively, and she missed him.

The fanatic was conflicted and didn't know how to answer Jack's question.

So the First Leader often played hide-and-seek with this child? This isn't what she imagined...

Yuxian didn't say much. Illya, who had already cleaned up, came to Yuxian's side and said, "We should go back now. It was nice to meet you. See you next time."

The group slowly walked out of the forest.

Although a lot happened today, I finally achieved my goal and found Mordred.

On the way back, Yuxian sighed and said, "The Holy Grail War!"

"There are still people pursuing those unrealistic fantasies."

The fanatic silently followed behind the group, straining her ears to hear Yuxian's insights on the Holy Grail War.

Just then, Mash offered a different perspective. "The Holy Grail isn't entirely fake, Senpai. Don't demonize it. Perhaps the Holy Grail here hasn't been corrupted?"

Yuxian said irritably, "Have you ever seen a normal Holy Grail War?"

Mash thought for a moment and then shook her head.

"That settles it then. Every Holy Grail War starts off excitingly but ends in a dismal failure."

Yuxian was filled with mixed emotions.

"The problem isn't the Holy Grail, but human desires!"

Section 528, Chapter Fourteen: The Nameless Soldier and the Heroic Army

On Yuxian way back to the city center, Yu Xian and his group were brushed past by a young man.

The man's name was Sigma, or rather, he didn't have a name; Sigma was just his code name, Σ.