"Draco. I'm your new Master. Pleased to et you."
I extend my hand to her.
Pah!
"He! I am Mordred, Arthur Pendragon's only son and heir to the throne of Britain."
I was expecting a handshake, but she clapped pretty hard. Now my hand itches a little.
"But you still committed treason."
I know perfectly well what Mordred is going to say next, but I want to confirm her answer. Depending on it, I can rely on Fate: Apocrypha ani to confirm her personality.
"That king didn't approve just by blood descent. Not one bit, including my talent. That's why a lesson had to be taught! That 'your governing had no aning at all'!"
She gives a paw to the ground while she responds.
That confirms it, she's the sa Mordred as in Fate/Apocrypha.
"But you don't want the throne, do you? At least you don't want to get the throne with the help of the Holy Grail."
Mordred looks at in surprise and smiles.
"Yeah, I won't beco a King by the Holy Grail. The sword of selection... I just want the challenge of the sword the King of Knights unsheathed."
The knight of Treachery... As far as I know, she's just a sad little girl because her father didn't recognize her. She's just looking to be recognized in so way.
Well, if that's what she wants, I'll take her to a stage where she faces her father directly. That's better than any wish the Holy Grail could give her.
eting of Artoria and Mordred, that should be interesting.
I smile involuntarily at the thought of it.
"What is it?"
She cos up to and looks at with a threatening look.
This girl has a very aggressive nature.
"Nothing. I just thought that you'll be able to do it."
"Huh?"
Mordred seems a little surprised, but she soon smiles again.
"Well! Where is our enemy?"
We're gonna have a problem here.
"You see, Mordred, I have sothing to tell you about it."
...
"Don't joke with !"
Mordred is grabbing the collar of my clothes as she sticks her face to mine.
The closer I get to her, the better I can appreciate her beauty.
As angry and aggressive as she is at the mont, she is still gorgeous.
"What do you an we're in a different world? Did you cut off my connection to the Throne of Heroes? How did you do that in the first place? How are we going to fight the Holy Grail war?"
"I can't answer if you don't let talk..."
"I don't care!"
Hey, System. Where are my command spells?
[You don't have]
What do you an I don't have one? How am I supposed to control my Servant?
[Command spells are sothing the Holy Grail gives the Master to control a Servant projection. Your thod of summoning Mordred was different, and you took control of this one that had the Throne of Heroes. Supposedly, she should have to listen to all your commands, but you can't since your strength is inferior to hers]
Can't I control Mordres if I'm weaker than her?
[That's right.]
Fuck...
"There is no Holy Grail war in this world. I can't explain exactly why, but I can only tell you that the concept of the Holy Grail War does not exist in this world. You and I may be the only ones who know about it."
I hope this can answer her first question.
"And how do you know about war, if there is no such concept in this world?"
"Simple, because I'm not from this world either."
Under Mordred's confused gaze, I explained a little more.
"Like you, I have already died once. But I was a normal human being, I could not have ascended the Throne of Heros. For so strange reason, I ended up being chosen to save the multiverse or sothing."
I know the explanation is sowhat vague, but the details are not important right now.
"Haaa? Were you human, Master?"
"That's right."
"And how did you die?"
"I was hit by a truck while saving an immortal goddess."
"That's stupid."
I know...
Mordred seems more interested in how I died in my previous life than anything else.
"I've severed your connection to the Throne of Heros thanks to a tool given to by an old pervert. Now, instead of having your existence tied to Alaya or Gaia, you're tied to . I am similar to a Master, but once I die, it will not only kill your clone but your entire existence. The sa thing happens if you die in a battle between Servants."
"It's okay, it's not like I'm gonna die anyway. I'd worry about you more, Master. Right now, you're weak."
No need to remind .
Well, I've already answered three of your questions. Now there's only the last one left.
"As for the Holy Grail War... Don't worry about that, we'll have plenty of chances in the future. I think we can try to win the war at least three tis, and we have a good chance of winning it."
"How are you so sure of that? How are we going to make it?"
"Traveling to another world, of course."
Mordred scowls as she looks at . I think she's trying to see how much of my words are true, and how much is a lie. But I'm not afraid since everything I've said is true.
"I like you, Master! When are we going to other worlds?"
She sure is direct.
"In a few years, when my strength increases."
"Is that so..."
She seed very lively before, but it seems her spirits have just dropped a lot.
"So what are we going to do now?"
To Mordred's question, my answer is...
"Training."
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