Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball War

Knowing that Bulma hadn't been paying attention to the images transmitted back from the town because of her research, Genos began to explain.

"I see."

"Is it possible to conjure weapons out of thin air?"

"Then it seems we can't underestimate them."

"There's so much more to do."

Chapter 275 273 Negotiation! (4K)

"Well?"

"here it is"

Awakening from a deep sleep and realizing she was lying in bed, Mordred looked around.

When she saw Lion's Robbery lying on the sofa with bandages, she immediately remembered what had happened.

(Ah, I went and got into a fight with my father.)

(They lost terribly.)

Despite the disastrous results, Mordred did not feel the anger and resentment she usually did.

Rather, what I feel now is simply the satisfaction of having my expectations fulfilled.

Having clearly defined her true desires and having seen her father in such a way, how could she not be happy?

It's so much better than what happened on Sword Hill.

"are you awake?"

"How's the injury?"

Seemingly sensing Mordred's awakening, Lion's Robbery got up, sat on the sofa, looked at her, and asked.

"Not too bad."

As a Servant, unless they suffer special injuries or have their spirit core destroyed, they can generally heal themselves slowly with magic power.

"is it?"

With a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, Lion Robber then stood up, his robust body looking quite frightening due to the bandages binding it.

"I'm sorry, Master, for making you play along with my nonsense."

Turning around and sitting cross-legged on the bed, Mordred understood the trouble Lion's Hoist had encountered.

He not only accompanied her to "make trouble," but also brought himself along.

Both Command Seals were "wasted" in this way. For Mordred, Lion's Claw really did enough to fulfill his duty as Master.

An ordinary Master wouldn't let her do whatever she wanted, especially twice.

"No, it's also very meaningful to me."

While tidying up the items on the table, Lion Robber, wearing sunglasses, didn't seem to notice anything amiss.

"Master, what are your plans next?"

With her arms crossed, Mordred didn't mince words and asked directly.

This question was actually just one of her thoughts.

The Master had been playing along with her antics for the first half of the time, and she wasn't the kind of person who was extremely willful, so she wouldn't have been unable to understand these things.

If Lion's Claw still intends to proceed, Mordred will not hesitate to help him to the best of his ability.

No matter what, Mordred considered herself a knight under King Arthur.

"Hey, don't worry about it, we're just small fry. We can just go with the flow."

"Of course, I wouldn't miss the opportunity if I had it."

After pouring a glass of water, Lion Robber knew what Mordred was referring to.

After battling with both Black and White, one can at least understand the differences between them.

Both Black and White are incredibly strong.

It's safe to say that the chances of him and Mordred winning in the end by themselves are extremely slim.

Fortunately, the red team still has the top-tier player who can withstand pressure (Amakusa), so Lion doesn't need to worry about anything positive.

"That sounds like a really trivial strategy."

Without complaining, Mordred was now in a state of "wise man" mode, with no intention of fighting.

"Ha, it's you who looks so relieved."

"Has something good happened?"

She even smiles in her sleep.

Lighting a cigarette, Lion Robber spoke meaningfully.

"what?!"

"certainly not!"

Realizing she might be talking in her sleep, Mordred retorted, her face flushed.

Oops

Her encounter with her father was so wonderful that she even had a pleasant dream, which made her somewhat complacent.

"It's just fulfilling one of my wishes."

But then, she honestly told the truth.

"That really is the legendary King of Knights."

"However, it seems your relationship isn't as bad as I thought."

"Well, I had a vague idea of ​​some of it before."

Lion Robbery flicked his cigarette ash and said cheerfully.

"Huh? How did you know?"

Without refuting the fact, Mordred tilted her head, looking puzzled.

She probably didn't talk about her father and herself in detail.

"Don't worry about it, it's just an adult's intuition."

The Master can foresee the Servant's fate through dreams.

So Lion's Roar actually knew about Mordred's past in his dream.

She was definitely not as rebellious as the rumors portrayed her to be.

Instead, they have an extreme longing and yearning for the legendary King Arthur.

Even though it led to Britain's downfall, there is still respect and care for that person.

It can only be said that Mordred at that time had no one to educate or guide her, which led to such a tragedy.

Now that the "father and son" have met again and can put their minds at ease, Lion's Robbery is quite happy.

Lion's Robbery is no longer a qualified magician; he is now merely a first-rate "magician."

The extinction of his family was inevitable, and he would certainly have no descendants left in the world.

This cursed bloodline cannot be inherited, and it is even impossible to transplant one's own magic mark.

Therefore, Lion's Roar had long been prepared to "die" and wandered around the world.

From the initial hope for the Holy Grail to the current desire for the Dragon Balls.

It was probably his last lifeline when he was "drowning".

But the reality is so cruel.

The enemies in this great battle were so powerful, far beyond imagination.

It's hard to imagine that I'll actually survive to the end.

He didn't join this so-called war with any grand ideal of "revitalizing his family."

Rather, it's a much smaller wish.

If he could, he simply wanted to change the fact that his "daughter" had died.

Compared to Amakusa's salvation of all humanity, his wish was merely a trivial luxury for a father.

"Creak, creak, creak!"

"Ok?"

A chilling sound came from the side, catching Lion's attention. He turned to look at the words being drawn by the skeletal arm.

"What's wrong, Master?"