"Ara, it's that stinky woman of the Ruler class." Morgan slightly lifted her head, looking down at Jeanne with a scornful attitude. "Come to think of it, I should have the aptitude for Ruler as well. However, interfering with other people's family matters is not something a good child should do."
Morgan's unexpected arrival caught the attention of quite a few people.
Karna and Vlad III, who were in the midst of a fierce battle, stopped fighting immediately, retreated several dozen meters each, and cast their gazes toward the direction where Morgan was.
Siegfried was a bit slow to react, but he also sensed this surge of magic power filled with violence.
"Who... is that?" Vlad III swallowed his saliva, and for the first time, a feeling of unease appeared on his face.
That overwhelming violence made him feel an indescribable pressure and fear; this was a feeling completely opposite to when Artoria appeared before him. Although he felt pressure in both cases, he did not feel fear in front of Artoria.
"Sister King..." Artoria looked at the figure in the distance, feeling somewhat troubled, and couldn't help but tap her breastplate.
With that woman's wicked sense of humor, would she pull a prank on her because she had become larger than her? Artoria was slightly worried.
Inside the camper, Daniel held his head in despair and groaned.
"A super troublesome person has appeared... but why would that person appear? Everything was accounted for regarding all the masters and Servants."
"What? Is that person suspected to be a Caster difficult to deal with?" Shishigou Kairi asked, puzzled.
He was already quite confused about Mordred's sudden holding back while dealing with those Dragon Tooth Soldiers, focusing mainly on blocking, but he hadn't expected that after the Dragon Tooth Soldiers were swept away by Jeanne, a new Servant would suddenly jump out in mid-air.
"That's not a Caster." Daniel scratched his hair and explained, "The Caster of the Red Faction is Shakespeare... Wait, could it be that Shakespeare used his Noble Phantasm on Mordred and then summoned that woman!"
Daniel stood up abruptly.
"That guy Shakespeare! He really is something when it comes to causing trouble!"
"So, who is that woman? I see Saber is quite wary of her; is it someone she knew in life?" Shishigou Kairi was a bit unhappy with Daniel not getting to the point for so long.
"More than just someone she knew!" Daniel frowned deeply. "That person is Morgan, Mordred's mother."
"It's fortunate that this isn't Britain; otherwise, unless the King takes action personally, no other Servant would be a match for that woman."
"So it's Morgan." Upon hearing the other party's true identity, Shishigou Kairi also frowned, and when he heard Daniel's assessment of Morgan, a difficult expression appeared on his face. "Can Mordred actually bring herself to attack?"
"Let's go." Daniel suddenly said to Shishigou Kairi. "We have to go over there with the King."
"Eh? To such a dangerous place? Do we have to go there personally?" Shishigou Kairi was somewhat reluctant to go.
"The two of them alone cannot deal with Morgan." Daniel glanced at Shishigou Kairi and reminded him, "And if the King goes to provide support alone, then the two of us, without the King's protection, could have our lives seized by Morgan at any moment."
"...That sounds dangerous; let's just go together." Shishigou Kairi sighed, then stood up and followed Daniel.
"A very courageous decision." After Daniel and Shishigou Kairi left the camper, Artoria suddenly praised them.
"This courage is based on the premise that you are guarding me by my side." Daniel shrugged and replied.
"That's also very good." Artoria looked at Daniel with a faint smile on her face. "After all, not everyone has the courage to stand before Sister King, even with me by their side. After all, when it comes to magical research, Sister King is a genius beyond imagination; even Merlin sometimes cannot handle her."
Shishigou Kairi took a deep breath. He began to doubt whether it was a mistake for him to accept the invitation to join this Holy Grail War.
Several names had appeared that made one's legs go weak just from hearing them.
Because she was mindful that Daniel and Shishigou Kairi were moving a bit slowly, Artoria even specifically grabbed a magic doll to use as a means of transportation.
Since the Caster who created the magic dolls had already been killed, no one could change the underlying data of the magic dolls, so Artoria's method of forcibly taking them over did not encounter any resistance. After all, magic dolls are tools without self-consciousness.
On the other side, Morgan, who was running Mordred and Jeanne in circles with practical small magic, also sensed those familiar auras approaching, and her playful mood instantly diminished significantly.
Although she said she was very interested in seeing King Arthur, whose body was occupied by the divinity of the Holy Spear, she herself was very clear that if they really fought, she, without the blessing of the island's power, would definitely not be the other party's opponent. Of course, even with the blessing of the island's power, she might not necessarily be able to defeat the other party. So, Morgan now really had thoughts of running away early.
But how could such thoughts of hers be hidden from Mordred? Even if she just paused her hand slightly, Mordred could guess what new trick that poisonous woman had up her sleeve.
"Jeanne! Assist me! Keep this poisonous woman here!" Mordred also sensed that Artoria was approaching at a relatively very slow speed, and coupled with the connection of the command spells, she could also feel that her master, Shishigou Kairi, was approaching at the same speed, so Mordred immediately had a countermeasure.
"My foolish daughter, do you want to keep mother here for good?" Morgan looked at Mordred playfully. "What a stupid daughter who really can't do without her mother."
"Shut up!" Mordred's entire body shone with a dazzling red light.
What she had to do now was to make that woman unable to open her mouth. She wouldn't have time to prepare long-distance transfer magic while dodging her attacks!
"Still... too naive!" Various colors of light flashed on Morgan's fingers. The next moment, dozens of summoning circles surrounded Mordred and Jeanne, and magic bullets were fired continuously from them, aiming at the two Servants. Jeanne immediately changed her prepared method, switching from offense to defense, sheltering herself and Mordred under her flag-spear. Fixed type.
After setting up the means to block Mordred and Jeanne's attacks, Morgan turned around and intended to leave this battlefield.
She had already sensed that, in the underground not far from the battlefield, there was a massive source of magic power. If she had that thing as support, as long as she didn't encounter the divine King Arthur, there would be no place in this world she couldn't go.
"Britain, your ruler is about to return!" Just as the sinister smile hung on Morgan's face, golden light suddenly slashed over from the distance, destroying the transfer magic she had just prepared.
"...Holy Sword? Wait a minute, wasn't that idiot already possessed by the divinity of the Holy Spear? And shouldn't the Holy Sword have already been returned? Why would the light of the Holy Sword appear here?" Morgan stood there blankly, as if she had encountered a situation that was difficult to understand.
Whether Artoria was a physical body or a spirit core, Morgan had already confirmed it long before she judged that she was possessed by the divinity of the Holy Spear. That was why she believed the current Artoria was a monster with whom communication was impossible. But why would 'He'—whose body was occupied by the divinity of the Holy Spear—still use the Holy Sword that should have been returned?
One incomprehensible thing after another made Morgan forget to run away for a moment. She just stood there blankly, trying to find the truth. After all, the one holding the Holy Sword was her most hated and most beloved sister. Hated to the point of wanting her to die, loved to the point of wanting to watch her die.
When Artoria and Daniel, as well as the magic doll and Shishigou Kairi—who were not taken seriously—appeared before Morgan, her pupils began to quake. That body was undoubtedly the one matured by the Holy Sword after the Holy Sword was returned and the function that had stopped her growth was removed. However, why was 'He' still holding the Holy Sword that should have been returned long ago?
"Long time no see, Sister King."
A familiar voice, a strange feeling. This intense sense of disharmony made Morgan feel like her stomach was churning, with the urge to vomit something out.
"Why?" Morgan asked dryly. Artoria also instantly understood what Morgan wanted to ask.
"It was Sir Bedivere." Artoria seemed to recall that scene from back then, a warm smile that no one had ever seen hung on her face. "He spent a thousand years returning the Holy Sword to me, helping me regain the humanity I once possessed."
"So, who are you... standing here now?" Morgan's voice sounded a bit hoarse. "Is it the Holy Spear Rhongomyniad? Or King Arthur?"
"...Neither, anymore." Artoria was stunned for a moment, then after a few seconds of contemplation, she gave this answer.
"Although the divinity of the Holy Spear is still there, it can no longer affect me, so I am not the goddess Rhongomyniad of the Holy Spear's divinity."
"And Camelot has become the past, and the Holy City has been shattered in my hands, so I am no longer the King either. The current me is just a young girl named 'Artoria Pendragon'." Well, although she was quite old, and her body had been matured to the point where one might guess her age, Artoria was, to this day, still a young girl who had not experienced the ways of the world.
"...It really makes me feel that my knowledge is too limited." Morgan twitched the corners of her mouth, yet found that she really couldn't laugh at this scene.
Divinity overwhelmed by humanity? An unheard-of fantasy! Artoria with an enlightened expression, even thinking she was no longer the King? She never thought these words would come out of Artoria's own mouth. Morgan didn't know how to react for a moment.
"Is this really okay?" Morgan finally managed to calm herself down, then struck the pose of the 'vicious noblewoman' she had maintained for many years, looking at Artoria. "If you continue to maintain this way of thinking, then Britain will fall into my hands."
"So what?" Artoria retorted. "The Britain of now is not the Britain I once ruled."
"On the contrary, the current people of Britain are descendants of the enemies who completely destroyed the Britain I once ruled."
"It is already me being too magnanimous that I don't go and take revenge myself."
"As for you, Sister King, wanting to rule Britain again, that is a matter of course. After all, the island's power of Britain has always favored you."
Artoria's words completely baffled Morgan. She felt that this sister was not as unpleasant to look at as before. It was just that she had also become like a salted fish, starting to rot. A long-lost emotion suddenly welled up in her heart.
'If Artoria were not the King, then she would surely be my precious, lovely sister.' Once, before being blinded by anger and jealousy, Morgan had also had such thoughts. However, compared to this fleeting thought, there was more of that life occupied by nearly two-thirds of the flames of hatred.
"...Are you still that King Arthur?" Leaving behind this sentence, which she didn't know if it was a lament or not, Morgan shifted her gaze to Daniel... "Why are you hiding behind her? Why are you only revealing a pair of eyes to me? Answer me, Gareth!" Looking at Daniel, who was hiding behind Artoria, and even using both hands to cling to her arm while peeking out a pair of eyes from behind, blue veins began to pop on Morgan's forehead.
"Uh, can I say I'm a little scared?" Daniel answered cautiously. "Also, I am not Gareth."
"At the very least, you once obtained Gareth's power, didn't you!" Morgan glared fiercely at Daniel. "Is that power of hers meant for you to hide behind the person you were supposed to protect!" However, her expression was covered by a black veil, so no one except Artoria could see it.
"Uh, even if you say that, when I held Gareth's power, I was standing on the opposite side of the King, and I was an enemy to her."
"Huh?" An expression of astonishment appeared on Morgan's face. "Could it be that even the thick-browed and big-eyed Gareth betrayed her King?"
"No, Sister King, Gareth never betrayed me." Artoria took the initiative to speak up and defend her beloved dog... pfft, her good subordinate. "She even once again went against her own will and chose to serve me."
"It's just this brat who was chosen by Gareth's lingering will; he's a bit unappreciative. After staying with me for a while, he still chose to work against me." As Artoria said this, she dragged Daniel out from behind her and patted his head.
"However, now he is also my most important partner."
Morgan:??? Is my version out of sync with you all? Why do I not understand what you are talking about at all?
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