Chapter 367 I Love My Father the Most!

Chapter 368 I like my father the most!

"Wow, what an exquisite and wonderful castle. Thank you, Sakuzuki Oni-chan!"

In the lighted castle, Illya ran around excitedly.

After the Emiya family's compound, Sakatsuki non-stop projected the Einzbern Castle - which was Illyasviel's base during the Fifth War.

"Although this is a little small for a castle, it is enough for this island. This is an excellent castle. Mr. Shuo Yue, your casting ability is excellent."

Artoria gave her approval, but then frowned:

"But I somehow feel that Hercules might be here. Am I being too worried?"

Hearing Artoria's words, Ilia seemed to remember something and stopped with a look of disgust on her face.

"Evil, I feel the same way here. I always feel that I can never bring Liz and Sierra here...especially if I can't let them meet a guy with glittering gold!"

It was obviously you who had your heart ripped out, right Illya, by the way, can this kind of thing be sensed across the world line...

Shuo Yue complained inwardly, while Ma Xiu looked at Du Mao, whose expression was as usual, and couldn't help but say:

"This city is already very luxurious. Miss Artoria is really used to this."

"Of course, I was once a king after all."

Only when she mentioned Camelot, Artoria would hold her head high and accept the compliment generously, but soon her modesty prevailed: "However, a small castle also has its advantages. How to describe it...like...a sense of family?"

At this point, Artoria blushed slightly and looked a little embarrassed:

"Although Camelot was built by me, in the castle, I always pass by people whose names and faces I don't even know. At that time, I have to keep a straight face and maintain the majesty of the king... It's really uncomfortable Goodbye.”

Tamamozen also has a deep understanding of this: "Although I basically only know about Japanese castles, it is true that the larger the castle, the more manpower it requires to maintain it."

"Compared with the nature of 'home', it can be said that the nature of a palace as 'a place with many people' is stronger."

Arturia nodded in agreement: "That's right. Only in a small territory can the unity of people gathered be closer."

"...It would be nice if we could do the same, right?" Mashu couldn't help but clasping his hands together and looking at Ritsuka.

If the king here is the senior, then I will be the queen of the senior... maybe?

"What's wrong with Mashu? Your face is very red." Ritsuka walked up to Mashu at some point and pinched her cheek affectionately. "And it's very hot. Are you thinking of something unhealthy again?"

"No, no!" Mashu shook his head quickly, shook off Li Xiang's hands, and huddled in the corner, avoiding the half-smiling gaze of his senior.

"What a sexy eggplant..." Li Xiang sighed meaningfully, but who didn't know that Shuo Yue was right behind her, smiling and saying:

"You can only talk about each other. If you don't think about it with Matthew, how will you know what she is thinking?"

"Sakusuki!" Ritsuka was startled, feeling at a loss and quickly changed the subject, "Well... what about you, what are you thinking about?"

"Me?" The white-haired young man patted the newly projected stairs and sighed with a wry smile, "I was thinking that I am an old woman who came here to suffer."

"Ah, ah haha..." Hearing Shuo Yue's half-joking and half-serious words, Ritsuka and the servants laughed dryly in unison and turned away their eyes guiltily.

Well, if it weren't for Shuo Yue's presence, Ritsuka and the others would still be working hard to survive in the wilderness, so they wouldn't have any leisure time to play around.

"Hey, Sakuzuki Oni-chan, can I learn cooking skills from you?" Illya suddenly ran to Sakuzuki and pulled his sleeve, "We think the food you cook is super delicious!"

After knowing Shuo Yue's true identity, Illya was awkward for a while, but soon let down her guard under someone's dessert offensive, and soon became enthusiastic again.

It's not just Illya, behind her, Xiao Hei is playing with his hair and looking away; Miyu holds the corner of his clothes, his eyes showing tension and hope.

"Of course." How could Shuo Yue refuse the invitation from his sisters? He smiled and nodded, "At noon today, Shuo Yue-kun's cooking class will start temporarily."

"Okay!" Illya jumped up happily, and at this moment, the Holy Grail system made a sound.

[Now the punishment phase begins]

Oh, here it comes, finally here!

Shuo Yue was refreshed and couldn't help but look up into the sky. Arturia next to her showed an expression as if she was mourning for her concubine.

As the saying goes, smiles will never disappear, they will only move. The happiness of the fun-lovers will always be based on them, the punished ones.

Especially since she was dragged into the water by some naughty kid.

Damn Mordred...

It's a pity that no matter how much Dumbao mutters, the Holy Grail system will not stop running.

[Start sending the punished now]

The beam of light fell and quickly enveloped Arturia, disappearing without a trace.

But when everyone looked around, they were shocked to discover a fact.

"Strange... why is Shuo Yue missing?"

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In the center of the camp, in front of the round table.

When Shuo Yue opened her eyes, she saw Artoria's body next to her tensed up and her eyes showing murderous intent. On the other side, Mordred looked as if he had rolled in muddy water, covered in filth and still voluptuous. Gu Zi fell asleep and fell asleep.

If we want to find the common point between the three of them, it is that Daimao and Mordred are the punished, and Shuoyue is the...master of Draco, the punished?

Realizing a certain possibility, Shuoyue's cold sweat fell.

Here, it is emphasized again that Draco's true body is the Shadow of Imaginary Numbers, that is, Shuoyue's familiar. With Draco's ability, it is not impossible to transfer the punishment to Shuoyue, the "master".

But I would rather not have a master in this situation!

It's a pity that the Holy Grail system will not stop because of Altria's prayer, nor will it be modified because of Shuoyue's protest. Only the cold and ruthless system voice continues:

[Randomly drawing the big adventure punishment, drawing...drawing completed]

Two rays of light enveloped Altria and Mordred at the same time. Amid the exclamations, the two felt that their spiritual bases were undergoing some unknown changes...

[Content of punishment: Contestants 7 and 10 will only be allowed to tell the truth, and must answer questions in one day. 】

"Everyone, retreat!" Ritsuka, who had just come with the crowd, gave an order and led the servants to scatter like birds and beasts.

There was no way. Who didn't know the grievances between King Arthur and the rebellious knights? This punishment was simply a thunderbolt for them. If they said something wrong by accident, they didn't know whether they would fight each other first, or whether they would kill the audience first and then make a conclusion.

In short, in order to avoid hatred OT, Ritsuka fully exerted the decisiveness of the master and fled with other servants, leaving only Altria and Mordred who were being forced to transform, and Shuoyue who wanted to run but couldn't.

When the light faded, the two knights with similar appearance opened their eyes, looked at each other, covered their mouths at the same time, blushed, and used their eyes to fight each other, conveying their will to die unyielding.

Shuoyue was so amused that she couldn't help but say something stupid:

"I say, is this considered as trying to cover up something that only makes it more obvious?"

"Please be quiet, Lord Shuoyue!" Altria glared at him and answered the question in this way.

Xiaomo was much more honest. She endured and endured, but finally couldn't help but shout out:

"Who is trying to cover up something that only makes it more obvious! I am who I am, the rebellious knight Mordred, what is there to hide!"

"In other words, do you still insist on your idea?" Shuoyue coaxed, and Mordred, she took the bait decisively.

"Of course! I, I most...most..."

It was not until then that Mordred realized the seriousness of the matter belatedly, and it was too late to resist.

She clenched her teeth, pinched her thighs hard, and even her spiritual foundation was shaken, but she couldn't help but spill the taboo words between her lips and teeth:

"I like, like..."

I like my father the most!