Chapter 220

However, Arturia didn't show any emotion at all when faced with Guinevere like this... Only when she stuffed the pizza into her mouth did her cold golden eyes show some warmth.

It seems that the beautiful and moving girl in front of him is not as important as the food in front of him.

Guinevere looked at Artoria with a bit of resentment in her eyes. She closed her eyes as if "out of sight, out of mind" and continued to speak.

"Although I am a divine ancestor and have a long lifespan, I also have plenty of time, but... I almost want to end this inefficient and hopeless method, and I want to make some new attempts. "

"The King of the End is the prototype of King Arthur. If we use and amplify this connection, it is possible to summon him!"

If the King of the End is compared to the weapon chosen by the gods to defeat the Demon King, then Guinevere is equivalent to the device that allows this weapon to be unsheathed at the right time.

Whenever a God-killer appears on this land, Guinevere will awaken the Last King with a mission and let the Last King attack the God-killer.

However, Guinevere seems to be more focused on "awakening the final king" than "killing all the God-killers on the ground."

After this period of getting along, Artoria and Guinevere have a certain understanding of each other. For example, Guinevere knows that Artoria does not mind wiping out all the God-killers in the world. , but the battle with the God Killer would bring disaster to the surrounding cities, so it has never been done.

If Guinevere's purpose is to eliminate all God-killers, she can try to lure those God-killers not far from the city to an inaccessible place and let Arturia deal with them.

After the battle with the disobedient Heracles, Arturia defeated several more [Steel] Gods. Now her power alone is more than ten times that of ordinary God-killers.

If being strong means being able to win in a battle, then now she can easily defeat any God Killer, and even all the God Killers combined cannot defeat her.

But if the opponent is the King of the End... Artoria still doesn't have much confidence.

Based on her vague impression, she remembered that the setting of the King of the End was "1,000 times stronger than the protagonist when attacking, and 500 times stronger than the protagonist when defending."

She even suspected that this part was written randomly by the author of the original work while drunk.

Arturia neither agreed nor rejected Guinevere's proposal, and continued to eat the eighty-ninth pizza she ordered indifferently.

It wasn't until she finished her ninetieth pizza that she wiped her mouth and hands gracefully, looking at Guinevere with burning eyes.

Looking at those oppressive eyes, Guinevere was so nervous that her whole body tensed up, like a student who handed over his homework to the teacher for inspection.

"If you want to do it, you can do it, as long as the ritual of summoning the God of Disobedience does not require people to die as sacrifices."

Hearing this, Guinevere was stunned for a moment, and then the excitement rising from the bottom of her heart appeared on her expression, like tulips blooming under the spring sun.

"Yes! Thank you!"

Clearly catching the expectation in the other party's eyes, Arturia disagreed and had no hope in Guinevere's plan.

Because she knew that the Last King himself refused to awaken, so no matter what medium Guinevere used, it was impossible to summon the Last King, and it was impossible for the Last King to respond to her call.

In the end, it was all Guinevere's wishful thinking.

"Without further delay! Let's get ready! Lord King Arthur!"

With her eyes shining, Guinevere slapped the table and stood up, impatient to start the summoning ceremony. As a result, Arturia's eyes widened, and the majesty contained in her words reached Guinevere's ears.

"Sit down and wait until I finish."

The suddenly cold words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Guinevere's head, causing her to calm down immediately.

"Those who waste delicious food will die."

"Don't ask me to remind you a second time."

Faced with Arturia's naked threat, Guinevere sat back in her seat with a pale face, and finally began to use the knife and fork to deal with the untouched food in front of her.

During the process, Guinevere also cautiously raised his eyes and glanced at Artoria. Seeing that the pressure on the other party was obviously weakened, Guinevea breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

'Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

Looking at Guinevere, who was eating delicious food with small pearls hanging from the corners of her eyes, Arturia thought that she was moved to tears because the food was so delicious, so she nodded with satisfaction in her heart. .

It seems that Guinevere finally understands the preciousness of food, which deserves praise.

How about telling her the place where Rama, the King of the End, sleeps soon? There seem to be at least two powerful Gods of Steel in that place, one of whom is her childhood idol.

The majestic Monkey King, the Monkey King, was actually kept in captivity by the Japanese. This title is really embarrassing. We should return him to the mythology as soon as possible.

After enjoying a very sumptuous meal, Artoria also bought a bottle of Feizhai Happy Water.

Ever since she became a black idiot, she couldn't help but like junk food and Fat House Happy Water.

Pizza is not junk food, but since we have come to Italy, we should try the local specialties.

After that, we should prepare the ritual for summoning the God of Disobedience.

All the preparations were handed over to Guinevere. After all, they were trying to summon the Last King, and Guinevere's enthusiasm and drive were extremely high.

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397

Chapter 397 Father——!

On a barren land, there stood a temple that was once glorious but now in ruins. The dome was completely broken and the sun was allowed to shine through it easily. The erosion of the years has left cracks on the stone pillars, and vines are climbing. The carvings that should have been neatly arranged are now left with only an empty stone platform. The wind whistles, as if telling an ancient legend.

An altar is located deep in the temple, surrounded by emptiness and silence, with only the whisper of the wind passing through the ruins. The altar itself is made of heavy stone slabs. The surface has been weathered, but the center is extremely smooth. Broken stone sculptures are scattered around the altar, and the vaguely recognizable faces reveal solemnity and sacredness.

Altria, dressed lightly, followed Guinevere to the altar. At this moment, she was looking around the temple.

"This temple... has been severely damaged. There is almost no information left that can indicate the identity of the god worshipped in this temple."

"That's why such a large temple is left alone by humans. Without the token of the god, this temple can't make the owner of the temple appear in the world."

Guinevere patiently explained to Altria while pacing on the altar, "And this... is also convenient for us."

With a ready-made altar, Guinevere only needs to make some adjustments to start the ritual of summoning the god of disobedience.

Because the key is Altria as a medium.

In this world, the prototype of King Arthur is the Last King Rama. In 458 AD, the Last King who defeated all the godslayers of that era once used the name "Altos", which is similar to King Arthur's real name.

The character of King Arthur should have been fictional, but by deceiving fate, Altria successfully gained the world's recognition as "King Arthur".

However, the relationship between "King Arthur" and "The Last King" in this world is still close, and it is not affected by the appearance of Altria. Guinevere wants to summon the Last King through this connection.

Everything is ready.

Altria does not need to do anything, just stay in the center of the altar.

Guinevere, who slowly stepped onto the altar, became solemn and sacred. The ancient prayer was recited softly by her, and her voice was ethereal and melodious, echoing in the empty altar, interweaving with the sound of the wind, trying to awaken the long-dormant power.

Altria, who had always looked nonchalant, suddenly glowed with brilliance in her eyes, which were dull and lifeless due to daze. Confusion and solemnity filled her golden eyes.

The air around them began to tremble, as if some invisible force was pushing them.

The ceremony was still going on.

As the prayers were recited, the flames on the altar gradually rose, and the complex and beautiful patterns on the altar also shone.

Altria looked up at the sky in surprise. As a medium, she felt the clearest... There was indeed a certain existence that responded to the call.

The dazzling light rushed to the sky, and the whole temple seemed to come alive at this moment.

When the breath descended from a place farther away than the sky, Altria felt unbelievable.

Before the golden divine light column completely disappeared, a figure suddenly rushed out from it, and crashed into Altria's arms with an impact that could smash ordinary people into pieces.

"Father——!"

…

In the Italian pizza shop, Altria went and returned.

However, this time, the person following Altria was no longer Guinevere, but another girl who looked very similar to Altria.

Although the clever Guinevere was very curious about Mordred's identity, she still left tactfully, because she could see that the two of them were eager to have a chat.

Except for the hair and eye color, she looked exactly like Altria. She wore a red coat on the outside, and a super short vest that could barely cover her chest, which boldly exposed her seductive belly button and large areas of white skin around it. She wore a pair of super short jeans on her lower body and a pair of black leather boots on her feet. The overall look was very fashionable.

At this moment, the blonde girl was sweeping the pizza on the table in front of her with a very wild attitude, like a whirlwind.

"Hmm? Why did I come to this world?"

With his cheeks bulging due to the food in his mouth, Mordred looked at Altria in confusion, "Didn't you summon me, father?"

"But I didn't summon you. The cause and effect of what I wanted to summon... are too complicated. Let me first tell you about the general situation of this world."

Altria also stuffed a piece of pizza into her mouth. Now her mind was a little confused.

First... the person in front of her can be confirmed to be Mordred from Type-Moon. It seems that he was summoned to this world by his connection with her, and it seems that he was born as the God of Disobedience.

Secondly... this Mordred seems to have the memory of the Holy Grail War in which she participated. Otherwise, Mordred would have raised his sword to chop at him, just like when he first encountered Mordred in that cemetery. It’s the same as the lion’s robbery.

Regarding this world, the main thing we want to talk about is the God of Disobedience and the God Killer, and everything else doesn't matter.

However, Mordred's emotions fluctuated greatly when he heard that the Arthurian myth of this world was purely fictional.

"What! What a joke! How dare you say that my father's deeds are all fictitious. What kind of ghost world is this?!"

"Actually, from a certain perspective, all the myths in this world are imaginary by people. They are 'locks' that restrain the gods and enable them to have a physical form. Before having myths, the gods were supreme beings that could not be defined."

Completely opposite to the angry Mordred, Arturia was very indifferent, "So, the myth of King Arthur in this world has nothing to do with me. To me, at most, he is just a guy with the same name as me. "

"That's not okay, Father! How can you let cats and dogs from who knows where they come from have the same name as Father?!"

"What do you want?"

Artoria raised her eyes and glanced at Mordred, "Do you want to beat up the King of the End?"

"Hey! As expected of your father, you and I thought of going together. So, father, you really want to beat up that impostor, right?"

Mordred had an innocent smile on his face, as if he was happy that he and Arturia were together.

"Well..."

Arturia tilted her head, pierced the fork into a plate of spaghetti, rolled the dough into an oversized dough ball, and raised the corner of her mouth with a ferocious expression.

"To be honest, my Camelot, the knights of the Round Table... suddenly became a false myth, denied by others, and there is an inexplicable prototype... I am about to explode."

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398

This is the end of this topic in Chapter 398.

"The God of Disobedience... So, am I also the so-called God of Disobedience now?"

Mordred roughly felt his current state, "Indeed, I am so strong now! I feel like if I touch that hard green algae head again, I can punch him to death a hundred times!"

Mordred should be talking about Achilles...but there must be some people in this world who don't follow Achilles, right?

Thinking of this, Artoria couldn't help but think of Cu Chulainn, the god of disobedience who came to the world because of the "fate" entangled with her, Medea and Hercules, maybe someone related to Mordred. They will also come to the world...such as Achilles, Karna, Chiron and so on.

Considering that the mythology of this world is so messed up, some guys who are supposed to be monsters will end up as gods, so maybe there will be a disobedient Dracula or something, who knows.

"Hmm... Mordred, you don't seem to be the real God of Disobedience now."

"ah?"

Facing Mordred's surprised gaze, Artoria tapped her chin with the end of the silver fork, and slowly explained, "Now you seem to be my subordinate god... You maintain the present world and use The magic power is entirely provided by me.”

"Isn't that a Servant? In other words...I am the Servant summoned by your father?"

"If you want to understand it that way, that's fine."

Artoria paused for a moment, and then added, "But you have to be careful. You are already a god now. If you don't pay attention, half of the city will be gone..."

"I know, I know, Father, you are so embarrassed. I'm not a little brat who can't even control his strength. I know it in my heart... This thing is so delicious. It seems to be called pizza, right? Especially This steak pizza tastes amazing! ”

"I hope you really have a good idea... Also, the most delicious thing is obviously this seafood pizza, okay?"

"Huh? Where is that? Steak pizza is much better than seafood pizza, okay?"

"Then give me all the seafood pizza and focus on eating your steak pizza."

"No... Wow! Father, put down my pizza! You can't do this!"

…

Soon, Artoria and Mordred paid and walked out of the store.

Not because they were full, but because the kitchen staff went on strike and quit.

"Speaking of which, Father, I have been wanting to ask you a question since just now."

Mordred circled Artoria twice, touched her chin, and looked at Artoria's entire body from head to feet and then from feet to head.

"Father, have you... uh... turned dark?"