In Mordred's heart, there was once a most perfect king.

- She doesn't cheat for personal gain, she always insists on what she should insist on.

Therefore, the greater the expectation of the saint-like figure, the greater the disappointment in the end.

When she found out that she was the king's child, she was so happy that she almost didn't jump.

But the end result was ......

"You don't have the strength to be a king...."

A faint sentence seemed to destroy all her efforts in an instant, and it also made her heart more and more hideous.

So.

Now that I've seen it, there's only one thing that needs to be done.

"Red Thunder!".

The crimson electric light flickered on her body, the silver-white armor reflected the cold moonlight, and she brandished the big sword in her hand of the same style as the other party, jumped up quickly, and slashed at the position of the king.

Wow———————

The sound of metal handing over sounded, and Artoria frowned.

Truth be told, there were a lot of people she couldn't understand when she was king.

But if you have to pick the least understood one of them, it must be Mordred.

She just told the truth according to her thoughts, but without knowing why, Mordred betrayed.

- However, she also has her own position.

"Mordred!".

Artoria narrowed her eyes, and her whole body was a little more aggressive.

In an instant, as she stepped forward, her whole person turned into a blue light and shadow, and she directly began to fight back against Mordred.

The figures of the two people continued to intersect in mid-air, and finally burst out with endless sparks and steam.

The temperature here is an extreme contrast to the cold of the surroundings.

And.

There's a lot of movement here.

If the battle between Black Dog and Berserker is actually normal, then the battle between Artoria and Mordred is very dynamic.

Especially Mordred.

The moment she saw Artoria, she seemed to have completed the change from Saber to Berserker, and her whole person rushed over with a red electric light.

If he watched the battle from Emiya Shirou's point of view, he could only see two rays of light flickering and colliding in mid-air.

It's been a long time since I've seen the two of them fully appear.

Bang ————————

As the weapons of the two were handed over again, the impact force they brought to each other directly occurred with a dull collision sound.

"Father!".

Mordred's helmet changed on its own, shrinking into her own armor, revealing her face almost identical to that of Artoria.

"Mordred. "

Artoria stared at her, not backing down.

"I'm going to beat you here (defeat you). "

With the words in unison, the two of them separated directly, and then retreated to two relatively distant positions.

Mordred raised her broad knight's sword, and crimson light emerged from her treasure.

Artoria, on the other hand, stepped out with one foot, turned around and raised her golden sword above her head.

With the spread of the Wind King's enchantment, the two of them prepared to open their treasures at the same time.

But it was at this moment of tension that a strange voice, but enough to attract everyone's attention, spread throughout the battlefield.

'Tartar ————————'

It was a roar from antiquity.

It was the wrath of the highest fantasy species.

Is that.

Dragon Groan!

......

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