Mordred and the Official Departure

After listening to Xiahou's explanation, Mordred thought, A different life? And there are gods and other powerful people too. Looks like I won't be lonely from now on.

"All right, then! I'll acknowledge you for now, Master! But if things aren't the way you said they were, I'll still cut you down! I swear it in my father's name!" Mordred replied, putting on a defiant front.

Hearing this, Xiahou hurriedly held out his right hand. "Don't worry! And you don't have to call me Master. Just call me Xiahou. This isn't the world of Type-Moon anymore, so don't get hung up on it!"

Mordred looked at the hand he held out to her, dismissed her armor, and reached out to shake it.

Slade watched the two of them, his expression falling apart as he inwardly ranted, So King Arthur's son turned out to be a daughter, and she's ridiculously strong too! Are we sure there's nothing wrong with this world?

Mordred began looking around. When she saw that the relic used to summon her was still a fragment of the Round Table, she simply walked over and picked it up, running her hand over its markings.

She thought, It's the same method again. The same object summoned me once more. I'm still that traitorous knight.

After Mordred picked up the fragment, she began to look dejected.

Xiahou thought for a moment and understood why. Though she wasn't his ideal My King, Mordred was still pretty good—at least much better than all those rough men.

He walked over to Mordred and said, "You were just deceived, that's all. Those things are in the past now. Treat this as a new life and live for yourself for once!"

Mordred put the fragment away and turned around. "I don't need you to comfort me! Besides, shouldn't you tell me what I need to do?"

Xiahou scratched his head. "I've arranged to fight a demon tomorrow! I'm also planning to work with the sorcerers of this world to kill an avatar of a Hell Lord. As for you, want to come along and watch the show?"

Mordred said disdainfully, "You're actually working with those underhanded sorcerers? But I don't want to watch. Leave tomorrow's demon to me!"

She clenched her fist as she spoke. Fighting was her favorite thing!

Xiahou didn't refuse and agreed at once. "Then I'll leave it to you. I'll handle watching the show and taking pictures! Let's get some rest today!"

Slade came over just then and said, "I'll show you to your rooms, then! Johnny has already shown me around, so I know which rooms are empty! Will Lady Mordred be staying by herself, or...?"

Mordred grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up, showing no regard for her elders.

"Who are you calling a lady, old man? Want me to send you on your way?"

Xiahou hurriedly grabbed her hand and said, "All right, Mordred, don't make such a fuss over an old man who's about to die. Let's get some sleep! I haven't had a proper rest in two days!"

After putting Slade down, Mordred made sure to add, "Old man! I'll let you off this time. Remember, don't call me a lady again!"

Slade nodded repeatedly, though he thought, Why are they all so rude? If I were still able to fight, I'd have to exchange a few blows with them.

After assigning the two their rooms, Slade left.

Mordred had originally planned to share a room with Xiahou, but they took separate rooms after he firmly objected.

Lying in bed, Xiahou began reviewing what he had gained. He then discovered that an additional status panel had appeared in his own.

Name: Mordred (her stats here have been changed to match the protagonist's)

Class: Saber (Heroic Spirit's true body)

Gender: female

Height: 154 Weight: 42 kg

Strength: 1280

Agility: 700

Intelligence: 650

Magic: 26300

Noble Phantasms: Secret of Pedigree, Clarent. Once fully released, it becomes "Clarent Blood Arthur" (the explanations and abilities have been written)

Life bound to the player. If the player dies, she disappears as well. The player must use one Command Spell to summon her again. The player possesses three Command Spells and can use them to forcibly command the Heroic Spirit. Expended Command Spells reset at midnight each day.

At the very first light of the next day, Mordred kicked Xiahou's door open.

She grabbed Xiahou before he was fully awake and shook him in her hands. "Wake up, Xiahou! It's the next day already! Let's go find the demon and fight!"

Xiahou: Who am I? Where am I? What's going on?

Seeing that Xiahou was still groggy, Mordred was instantly displeased.

"How can you be so lazy as my Master!"

With that, she hurled him into the wall, leaving a dent in it.

Xiahou was now fully awake. He looked at Mordred and complained, "Hey! You don't have to go that far just to wake someone up, do you?"

"Besides, isn't it still really early? What are you trying to do?"

Mordred ignored him and sneered, "That's because you got up too late! You can't waste time like this! If it were before, you..."

Mordred suddenly stopped there. She thought, This isn't the same world anymore.

Seeing her like this, Xiahou knew she still hadn't adjusted, so he changed the subject.

"All right, since we're both up, want to get something to eat first? I remember you really like carbonated drinks, don't you?"

"You seem to know a lot about me, huh?"

Mordred looked at Xiahou curiously. She had been wondering about that since yesterday, but had forgotten for a while.

Xiahou straightened his clothes and said, "Yeah! And since we're companions now, I'll tell you everything about myself too. But we can go out and get something to eat first, then talk over the meal!"

Mordred nodded. That worked too.

The two left and found a fast-food restaurant, where they ordered a pile of hamburgers, fries, cola, and the like, chatting as they ate.

By the time they returned to Johnny's workshop, Mordred knew all about Xiahou.

The three of them stood and greeted the pair as they came in, and Xiahou introduced Mordred to the other two.

"This is Mordred. She's my companion now. Are you ready? If you are, let's set off!"

The three nodded at once, but when Xiahou saw that Roxanne was preparing to come along, he quickly said:

"Roxanne, you should stay here. You'll be safer here."

Johnny agreed, but Roxanne objected, especially when she saw that Mordred was preparing to go with them.

She pointed at Mordred and asked, "Then why can she go?"

Mordred looked at Roxanne, who was just an ordinary person, and said disdainfully, "She's just an ordinary woman. Ignore her!"

Roxanne grew even angrier. What was that supposed to mean? Was this woman who looked like a delinquent girl looking down on her? Mordred's height was especially misleading.

At only 154 centimeters tall, Mordred stood two heads shorter than everyone else.

Seeing that Roxanne was ready to keep arguing, Mordred turned to Xiahou and asked, "Xiahou, can I just kill her?"

As she spoke, she materialized her Noble Phantasm, a greatsword, and a wave of killing intent surged toward Roxanne.

Roxanne's eyes instantly cleared. "Sorry, I was rude just now!"

Xiahou and Johnny hurried to smooth things over. Johnny stepped in front of Roxanne, looking a little apologetic.

Xiahou tugged at Mordred and said, "All right, Mordred, she's our mission target. We're supposed to help protect her. Ignore her. Come on, I'll show you something good!"

Hearing her Master speak, Mordred suppressed her displeasure and asked, "What is it?"

Xiahou led her outside, saying, "You'll know when you see it! You'll definitely like it!"

Watching the two leave, Johnny hurriedly reassured Roxanne. Only after promising to return for her once Blackheart was dealt with was he able to get away.

By the time he and Slade came outside, Xiahou and Mordred were already sitting in a red supercar, waiting for them.

The two walked toward Johnny's motorcycle. Just then, Xiahou called out.

"Johnny, want another race? Let's see who can reach San Venganza village first."

Johnny smiled confidently, especially after seeing that Mordred was in the driver's seat.

"What's the bet?"

"How about the loser does the winner a favor, no conditions?"

"Sure! You're on!"

At Xiahou's shout of "Go," the motorcycle and sports car shot off like arrows, speeding out of the city.

But they didn't notice that someone was already watching them through surveillance equipment.