I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice Chapter 993

She didn't want to fight Shirou, what she wanted to challenge was actually the Eternal King Guinevere.

In the Eternal Dynasty, the Knights of the first generation of the Round Table were all knights of the Eternal King, and even King Gaharad, the first knight of the Knights of the Round Table in the second era, and Gareth, were knights of the Eternal King.

But, she is not.

She is neither a knight of the Eternal King nor a subordinate of the Eternal King. If you have to say it, it is his successor.

Therefore, her Noble Phantasm is not included in the Noble Phantasm of the Eternal King, and her Noble Phantasm cannot be included.

Because of the Star Cup...

is special.

To be honest, Mordred didn't know why he had to challenge the Eternal King.

But, she did just that.

It wasn't impulsive, nor was it out of anger or anything, it was a decision made out of deliberation. However, she didn't understand the reason.

Mordred didn't think he owed anyone, and he didn't think anyone owed him.

When she finished all her funeral affairs and died in her mother's arms, all cause and effect, all love and hatred, were over.

However, only the expression of the woman breaking down and crying bitterly made Mordred engraved in his heart. Even on the Seat of Heroes, she still remembers clearly.

Therefore, she was summoned by the Holy Grail.

She lied to Lion Jie Jieli.

In fact, she is very pursuing the Holy Grail, not because of herself, but because of the broken woman.

However, in this holy grail war, she met that man.

she……

Father in name and in substance.

Mordred has mixed feelings about the Eternal King.

It cannot be explained in words.

Mordred is very clear that the source of his wisdom is the dictation left by the Eternal King.

Mordred still remembered clearly that whenever he was tired of studying under the urging of Agravin, he would stand in front of the statue of the Holy King in the capital and look up at the statue of the Eternal King.

She told herself that she was the heir of the eternal king, and she was born with the blood of the king, so she spurred herself to continue to study hard.

She has reverence for the Eternal King, but also resentment.

In fact, her childhood was not happy. Even if her mother worked hard to make up for it, she could not make up for the pain of losing her father.

After entering the royal capital, what awaits her is a rigorous study and the praise of the eternal king from the knights.

Perhaps, as early as in her heart, the seeds of resentment towards her father had already been planted.

Later, the life and death of the dynasty fell on her shoulders.

There is no power to cry, and no one to shout.

If it wasn't for Galahad's strict corrections, I'm afraid she wouldn't know what she would become.

The suffering has already passed, and no matter how rough the road is, it has come, but if it is said, it is relieved.

That's obviously deceiving.

She thinks all the time, if possible, she really doesn't want to grow up.

Don't want to see the wisdom of that shit.

Back to that manor, carefree.

only--,

It's too late.

So, in this way, she finished her short, sad, but wonderful life.

What kind of feelings she has for the Eternal King, even she herself has long been unable to tell.

She has only one thought about the Eternal King...

That is to defeat the Eternal King.

That's all.

only……

Perhaps hidden in the depths of my heart, there was such a picture.

In the distant manor, her father was cooking delicious food, her mother was drooling watching, and she had just returned from playing outside, with a pure smile on her face.

Father and mother said to her kindly: "I'm back, Mordred."

She nodded and smiled happily: "Well. I'm back!"

only……

Such a picture has long been buried in suffering along with childishness.

What exists in reality...

Only the mother who locked herself in the cracks of time, and the stranger named father.

And she...

"Wow!" Atalanta came out from behind Mordred, screaming like a tabby cat, startling Mordred.

"What are you doing?" Mordred asked, frowning.

Atalanta gritted her teeth, as if she was about to spit out something, but in the end she just spit out...

"Meow!"

Mordred's face darkened: "Don't make fun of me!"

She examines her surroundings.

Here, it is...