"Of course." Su Ning nodded. "Though she only became that way due to someone else's manipulation, she is undoubtedly the greatest enemy we need to face in this Holy Grail War. So I plan to deal with her Servant tonight first."
Mordred grinned.
"If that's the case, let me have some fun with this Medusa first—no problem, Master?"
Mordred looked at Chloe. After all, Chloe was her Master.
However, Chloe looked at Su Ning instead.
"Fine... You can reveal your identity, but keep your class hidden."
"No problem!"
With a snap, her visor closed. Mordred shot forward like a cannonball blazing with red light and crashed down directly before Medusa with a boom.
"That outfit—could she be Saber?!"
Matou Shinji watched Mordred from afar, his expression turning extremely grim.
He had come this time to have Medusa inscribe the runes and activate the Otherworldly Seal: Blood Temple. He had not intended to fight any other Servants, especially one who was likely Saber, the strongest class.
However, he had always been arrogant and conceited, and now that he had gained control over Medusa, he was at the height of his overconfidence. Though furious, there was no way he would retreat without fighting.
"Rider! Take her down—"
As a secondhand Master, Matou Shinji's connection with Medusa was not close at all. Not only did he need to give commands aloud, but Medusa even hesitated for a moment upon hearing his order.
Though it lasted only an instant, that was extremely dangerous in a real battle.
Fortunately, Mordred was just as arrogant.
Clang—
Medusa did not dare approach recklessly. She launched a short sword wrapped in chains at Mordred from afar.
However, this kind of thrown weapon, not being a Noble Phantasm, was not even as fast as Red A's Bow and Arrow. With a casual swing of her hand, Mordred knocked the incoming short sword away.
"Hey, hey, you're attacking without even introducing yourself? You really are in a hurry to die! But I won't take advantage of you. I am Mordred, Son of King Arthur! Remember that name—"
Boom—
Mana Burst—
Crimson, lightning-like mana coiled around her body. Though she had no class bonus to movement speed and was not a Heroic Spirit known for speed, with Mana Burst empowering her, Mordred was now even faster than Medusa, who possessed a class-based enhancement!
Clang—
The chains dispersed the force!
Even with Rank B Monstrous Strength, Medusa was not arrogant enough to clash head-on with a suspected Saber. Unable to evade in time, she wisely chose to use the relatively flexible chains to absorb the impact.
Only...
"Not bad martial skill, but it isn't enough—"
No version or era of Medusa had ever been known for exceptional martial skill, while Mordred was one of the Knights of the Round Table whose skill was not much inferior to Artoria's.
Boom—
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