I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice Chapter 943
only……
But, she still remembers.
I still remember that warm manor, the warmth of my mother's palm.
For a moment, Mordred didn't know what expression to show.
Shirou hugged her gently, and said softly, "Dad, you're back."
Mordred: "..."
Mordred's body stiffened.
It was as stiff as ice.
She didn't know what the turbulent emotions in her heart were...
This is an emotion that cannot be expressed in words.
She didn't have any unnecessary responses, and she didn't have any unnecessary actions, and she didn't have any old-fashioned links of being moved...
Indeed, when she died, she was indeed only thirteen years old.
However, she is not a thirteen-year-old child.
It is the king who bears the death of hundreds of thousands of his subjects.
Since it is king...
so what
What about tears?
A mature king... All the tears have already flowed clean in the suffering.
All that is left is the arrogance all over the body, and a strong will like steel.
so……
"Let go of me...you hurt me, Black Assassin!"'
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Chapter 72 This can shock Saber for a whole year
Shirou and Mordred formed an alliance, and they came to a cafe to exchange information.
The alliance with Shirou made Shishijie Jieli feel inexplicable.
In the beginning, they teamed up with the red side to target Shirou, but now they are allied with Shirou.
And this may also be due to the relationship between Shirou and his Servant.
From the beginning of this Holy Grail War, Lion Jieli gave the dominance to Mordred. Originally, I thought that the matter of joining Shirou this time would also be entrusted to Mordred. I never thought that this time Mordred went on strike and walked out of the cafe, leaving only him and Shirou.
Lion Jie Jieli sighed, as a Master, it is very stressful to communicate with Servants who do not belong to him, especially this kind of very powerful Servant.
After all, the other party can easily hold his life.
The waiter brought two cups of coffee and placed them in front of Shirou and Shishi Jieli.
Shirou picked up a cup of coffee, took a sip, then looked at Shishi Jieli, showed a gentle smile, and said, "First of all, I am very grateful to you for summoning Mordred, a necromancer."
"Um...that's nothing." Lion Jie Jieli shook his head, then looked at Shirou and asked, "You are King Arthur, right?"
"That's right." Shirou nodded and said, "I am King Arthur, and Mordred is indeed my daughter."
"Honestly... I'm a little surprised that King Arthur would recognize Mordred." Lion Jie Jieli said.
Hearing this, Shirou turned his head slightly, looked through the window and saw Mordred who was kicking stones outside boredly, sighed, and said: "I am different from the King Arthur you know. In fact, I am also I only recently found out that I have a daughter."
The tone is a bit self-deprecating.
Shaking his head, Shirou said: "Let's not talk about this now. My goal is not the Holy Grail. If the Holy Grail War is the last one, we will win. It doesn't matter if the Holy Grail is given to you."
Shishi Jieli looked at Shirou in surprise, and asked, "Could it be that you, who obeyed the Holy Grail's call, don't have a long-cherished wish for the Holy Grail, King Arthur?"
"No. In fact, I have no interest in the Holy Grail. The reason why I was summoned by this Holy Grail War is entirely due to fate, not my own desire." Shirou said calmly: "So if you want, I am completely I can give it to you."
Lion Jie Li frowned.
He felt a little unreal, but all the spirits summoned by the Holy Grail naturally have long-cherished wishes that need the Holy Grail to fulfill.
And this King Arthur, who is hailed by everyone as the eternal king... no?
Or……
Has he fulfilled his long-cherished wish?
Lion Jie Jieli thought for a while and asked, "What about you? What do you want to achieve?"
Shirou smiled and said, "My Master and I have other purposes in this Holy Grail War."
"Any other purpose?" Shizi Jieli raised his eyebrows.
"That's right." Shirou nodded, held it with both hands casually, and said, "My purpose is to eradicate the connection point."
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Mordred lingered at the door, kicking the pebbles on the side of the road in boredom.
Things are not as she imagined.
In other words, her father had a different impression on her.
Although the memory was long ago, she remembered it clearly.
Impressions of my father.
Although it was only a hasty supervision, she remembered clearly how majestic her father was at that time.
From the moment he knew his identity, Mordred knew that he would not be recognized by his father.