Chapter 368: The Angry Shota Version of Shuoyue

The 3rd New Moon

What exactly is her feeling towards her father?

Recalling her short life, everything came and went like the wind, and the one who could guide her was never Morgan who abandoned her, but the king who was more dazzling and more holy than anyone else.

That is why she dedicated her entire life to him, whether it was protection or rebellion.

[As my son, you are qualified to inherit the throne. Now temporarily hide your identity and serve the king. On the day Arthur falls, you will become the king. ]

Mother's words are still in my ears, but Mordred has long been accustomed to not accepting and ignoring them.

As long as I hold the longing for the king, it is enough to decorate the fleeting life——

[I see. Although it is a trick of my sister, you are indeed my child. However, I am not prepared to admit this, and I will not entrust the throne to you]

So he fell from the clouds, and the longing was stained red with hatred.

Until the final battle on the Sword Hill, the hearts of the two had never been closer than a bit, as if they were separated by a glacier.

At this point, Mordred has become accustomed to interpreting herself with rebellion, which is her best protective color.

So, how can she...how can she take the initiative to tear off this scar? !

Love your father the most? What a joke!

I am a rebellious knight! I am Mordred! I am the one who destroyed the Round Table and Arthur!

How can I bow my head in front of Arthur because of a mere punishment--

"Come on, Xiao Mo, don't hide it, come on, love should be said out loud~~"

Shuoyue is still persuading him, but Xiao Mo glared at him, as if he finally broke down, and shouted out the truth:

"Who said I like it-I hate the Knight King the most!"

Knight King = King Arthur = Altria.

In other words, the rebellious knight Mordred does not like King Arthur Altria.

This sentence sounds perfect, but how could Shuoyue, who knows the plot of the month, believe her lies?

But the incredible thing is that this is what Mordred really said!

Looking at the refreshed Mordred, Shuoyue's first reaction was not to question, but to turn his head to look at Artoria.

"My king, you are fine... Oh, forget it."

Thinking of the punishment, Shuoyue was very considerate and did not ask questions. What's more, just looking at Artoria's drooping hair can explain everything.

"Lord Shuoyue." Pursing her lips, Artoria barely maintained a calm expression, but her standing posture was a little shaky, "I'm sorry... I lost my composure."

She turned around and left the round table without looking back, as if she was running away.

Shuoyue looked at her back and could not help but be silent.

For Artoria, who regards the Knights of the Round Table as extremely important, how much of a blow did Mordred's words cause her?

Shuoyue could only be thankful that he had solved Daimao's knot in the fourth battle. Although he felt heartbroken, Altria at least would not question him.

As for the little bastard Mordred...

"Hey, what happened? Why did she leave?" Mordred was still proud of himself for hiding the truth, but the next second he saw Daimao turn around and leave, "Damn it, am I the only one who has to explain a lot?"

"You'd better shut up, you're still a Knight of the Round Table." Shuoyue wanted to knock Xiaomo's head, but the next second, his punishment came.

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

[Content of punishment: Contestant No. 1 has regressed and started compulsory transfer, limited to one day]

The white light column descended violently, and the next moment, the creepy "crackling" sound rang out along with Shuoyue's shout.

"Hey, wait, wait... Stop messing around, let me do it myself!"

"Can punishment come by myself?" Ritsuka came up again and whispered in surprise.

"For some reason, if it was Sakutsuki who did this, it wouldn't feel out of place." Tamamonomae complained with a hollow look.

"Ugh, I always feel that it's the sound of bones being crushed..."

"Little, little Hei, don't scare me!"

"Brother, he shouldn't be in trouble..."

The three little ones chirped and cast their concerned eyes on the figure in the light column.

After all, they still have to rely on Sakutsuki to go back!

"No!" Suddenly, Mashu exclaimed, "Look, has Mr. Sakutsuki become smaller?"

Before everyone looked closely, the white light column dissipated, replaced by... a small little boy who was hurriedly putting on a black robe!

"This... this!" Mordred's eyes widened, and he exclaimed in disbelief, "A little brat?"

"You are the little brat, Mordred!" Amidst the curses, the little boy with white hair and golden eyes finally put on his priest's robe again, and eight more black keys appeared in his hand. "It's fine if you make Dai Mao sad, but now you have the guts to complain about me? Believe it or not, I will roast you into a braised lion's head for lunch!"

"Come on, although I can't beat you, but also, also... Wait, what kind of nonsense is this! No, you wait, at least until today is over!"

"Hmph, defeated general, I'm here to accompany you at any time!"

"You... you remember this!"

Mordred, who was punished by the 'truth', retreated in embarrassment, and looking at the handsome little boy who exploded at the touch, Ritsuka and Mashu looked at each other, not knowing whether to overflow with maternal love or retreat first.

"I always feel that Sakutsuki Onii-chan's temper has become much more irritable."

"Yeah, it wasn't like this before."

Hearing this, Mashu turned his head and looked a little surprised: "Ms. Illya, Miss Miyu, and Miss Xiaohei... Aren't you surprised?"

"What's surprising? He used to lie to us like this." Xiaohei said calmly, "Ah, although he wasn't as emotional as he is now."

"Speaking of which, what is the punishment called... regression phenomenon?" Illya had never seen Sakutsuki lose control like this, and she was a little surprised for a while.

"Could it be that even his mind is also affected?!" Miyu covered her mouth in disbelief, but found that Sakutsuki had already looked at them.

"Hey, Miyu, and you guys!" As he spoke, Sakutsuki walked towards them quickly.

"Ah... here!" Illya and others stood at attention immediately, and even Ritsuka couldn't help holding his breath and concentrating, fearing that he would be targeted by this irritable boy.

However, when Sakutsuki came over, his expression had returned to calm. Looking at the timid Miyu, the young man, no, or rather the boy, tiptoed and patted her shoulder somewhat uncomfortably:

"Don't you want to know your cooking skills? Lunch time is coming, let's go."

"Ah... OK." Miyu quickly agreed, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, as long as her brother can return to normal, it's fine.

The relaxed girls didn't realize what kind of Shura field they were about to face.