I don't want to be a heroic spirit

Then she will really thank you.

But now... both she and Mordred need to give each other some time to think carefully.

Then, Artoria looked at the lion Jie Jieli.

"As for me, I'm planning to go to the Red Army's base camp. I'll leave Mordred in your care for now."

After nodding to Lion Jie Jie Li, Artoria disappeared instantly, turning into a meteor flying in the opposite direction and flew away.

"Ah, it flew away..."

Lion Jie Jieli placed his hand on his forehead and gazed into the distance. The golden meteor was still very obvious in the night sky.

"...But, it was clearly a request, but you didn't even ask for my opinion? I can't refuse, though, since I'm her Master."

His tone was full of helplessness.

After Artoria left, Lion Jiejie stood alone on a flat ground with only a huge deep pit beside him.

After the battle, the temperature quickly dropped. The temperature difference made him shiver. He subconsciously wanted to light a cigarette for himself, but then he remembered that he seemed to have run out of cigarettes.

"...I'll go to town and buy a pack of cigarettes after daybreak. I just don't know if they have the brand I like here. If they don't, I'll be very upset."

Without a cigarette to smoke, Shizi Jiejieli suddenly felt extremely disappointed. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and watched the sky in the distance gradually brighten up, feeling that there was a sweet taste after all the hardships.

I survived tonight...

"She's gone."

As if talking to himself, Shizi Jie Li said calmly: "Forget about not saying goodbye, now that she is gone, why don't you come out?"

"..."

Although he didn't get a response, Shizi Jiejie knew that the other party had definitely listened to him.

After about a minute or two, the space on his left suddenly became blurred, and the figure of Mordred emerged.

Even after she showed up, Mordred still kept her mouth shut, which was quite unusual for her with her boisterous personality.

"Aren't you going to catch up with her? She's already gone far away."

"Noisy!"

Mordred smacked her lips in dissatisfaction, and even people who didn't know her could still see her irritation.

It could also be that Mordred is too easy to understand.

At this moment, Modred was like a hedgehog. The malice directed at everyone who spoke to her was actually her thorns to protect herself. Lion Jie Li had no doubt that even if he was the other party's master, if he interrupted her troubles without authorization, he might be stabbed by her sword.

"Saber, let me tell you a story."

"I do not want to hear."

"Once upon a time..."

Lion Jie Jie Li simply ignored Mordred's angry words and began to tell the story.

"Once upon a time, there was a family that began to decline due to unknown reasons. To save the family, the current head of the family made a deal with a certain being. After the deal was completed, their family regained its former prosperity, but it didn't come without a price."

"A male magician is the last of that family. Because of that deal, all of this magician's children will die shortly after birth."

"The magician's father adopted a distant relative as his daughter. The magician loved her very much and wanted to give her everything he had. The time he spent with her was the magician's happiest and most satisfying time..."

"However, the good times didn't last long... During the magic seal transplantation, the magician's daughter died. The reason was that their family's magic seal was cursed and would corrode and poison the inheritor."

"In order to pass on the Magic Mark and prevent the destruction of his family, the magician began to wander, hoping to find the successor to the Magic Mark."

Chapter 199 The Red Side's Attention

Although when Lion Jie Jieli said he wanted to tell a story, Modred was very resistant.

But when he really started to tell the story, Mordred also became quiet.

Modred was no fool, so of course she could tell that the magician in the story of Lion Jiejie was actually himself.

But she didn't expose it, she just listened.

“Why are there so many regrets in this world? Because too many people only realize what they really want after they lose something.”

"It wasn't until his daughter died in his arms that he realized... Compared to her happiness, family heritage and other things were actually not important at all."

"But by the time he realized this, it was too late... No amount of regret could bring back his daughter's life, and it was all caused by his slowness."

Wandering in search of the successor? Of course that's a lie, the ultimate lie.

Perhaps, what Lion Jiejieli really wants... is the destruction of himself and this cursed magic mark. Rather than letting this cursed magic mark continue to harm the next person, it is better to let it and himself disappear from this world together.

Or maybe... it's a way to resurrect his daughter.

But he also knew that the possibility of this wish coming true was too low, even lower than the possibility of three monkeys typing out an entire book of "Hamlet" blindly.

Complete resurrection of the dead... this is a feat that even magic cannot achieve.

He knew the difficulty of this kind of thing, but... people always fantasize about things that are impossible to achieve, which is human nature.

"Saber..."

The story is over, but Lion Jie Jie Li obviously doesn't intend to stop there.

He looked at Mordred, and even though he was wearing sunglasses, Mordred could still feel his serious gaze.

"Although the misunderstanding between you and Ruler has been resolved, it is only temporary and limited to this Holy Grail War."

"You are now Servants. When the Holy Grail War ends, you will retire. Your memories of this Holy Grail War will be returned to your original bodies as a record. However, when you and Ruler are summoned again, neither of you will remember what happened during this war."

"So, when you are summoned again, Ruler will still be the King Arthur who doesn't understand human nature, and you will still be the rebellious knight. Nothing will change."

"If change is truly going to happen, it has to be now! Saber!"

The more he spoke, the more excited Lion Jiejie became.

"Don't do anything that your future self will regret, Saber!"

Was he saying this to the Mordred in front of him, or to his past self who couldn't see clearly into his inner self?

…………

The sky was turning pale.

For Altria, the first dawn is actually not unfamiliar.

After all, as Chinese students, we are already accustomed to doing morning exercises or reading in the morning under the witness of dawn.

As for the Red Team's headquarters, Altria only knew that it was a church, which was quite consistent with the identity of Father Tokisada Amakusa Shiro.

But beyond that, she knew nothing, and she couldn't get any information from Black.

As for Mordred's Master, he definitely knew where the Red Army's headquarters was, but...

She seemed to have forgotten to ask?

This is a little embarrassing...

As for turning back and asking now... I guess Mordred must have returned to his side by now?

Wouldn’t it be even more embarrassing when we go back?

After all, she ran away in such a hurry because she didn't know how to face Mordred.

Fortunately, as a Ruler, Altria is extremely sensitive to the breath of servants.

The other servants on the red side are uncertain, but Assassin Semiramis and Caster Shakespeare are definitely staying in the base camp, as well as the former Ruler Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.

At least two of the servants are staying put and not moving, so it should be easy to find them, right?

It’s really easy to find.

Right in the sky, she felt the Servant's magic power that had not yet dissipated.

After thinking for a while, Artoria understood that this was the magic residue left behind by the red team's Rider Achilles while he was on his way.

Achilles' Noble Phantasm is a chariot pulled by three horses, which can even move at high speeds through the air.

After the battle with the Black side, Achilles must have used this chariot to escape from the battlefield, and these magical residues were left behind at that time.

"So, these magical residues should also be able to lead me to the Red Team's base camp?"

With this thought in mind, Artoria followed the traces of magic and flew to a dense forest.

She did not hide her presence. Not to mention that she was not a professional assassin and could not approach someone else's base without being discovered, what's more, she did not like to be so cautious, as it would only make her look afraid of the other party.

The Knight King's pride wouldn't allow her to show her ugly side to others.

In the east, the sun peeked out from behind the mountains, but this dawn could not dispel the darkness in the forest.

Artoria knew that the Red Side was not very welcoming to her, and since she came so blatantly, she would inevitably be blocked.

With her as the center, the peaceful light dispels the surrounding darkness, and her sacred figure is like a fairy descending to earth on the moonlight.

When she opened her mouth, a voice more clear and melodious than that of an oriole echoed in the forest.

"I have no ill intentions. I just want to meet the Red Master."

After about two or three seconds, a response came from the darkness in front of her.

"The Master does not wish to see you, Ruler."

A breath as hot as the sun appeared in Artoria's perception, and there was no need to say more.

"Karna..."

It is Karna...but it is not just Karna.

"It's truly exaggerating! This divinity is so compelling... It feels like I've seen the gods of Olympus."

After Karna, Achilles also appeared. He stared at Artoria with eyes that seemed to be burning, and his hand holding the spear became tighter and tighter.

Besides the two of them, Artoria was certain that there was another servant around.

It must be Atalanta. She hasn't shown up yet. I guess she found a good position and is aiming at me.

This treatment is really unique. The two strongest servants in the entire Holy Grail War plus Atalanta, half of the servants on the red side came to intercept me. It’s quite an honor to think about it.

"You, are you planning to take on me together as a team?"

Altria's tone grew serious, her emerald eyes fixed on Karna, who was standing directly across from her.

"I also wish to fight you one-on-one, Ruler. You are a formidable opponent. My previous battle with you brought me immense joy." Karna lowered his eyes slightly, a hint of regret in his voice, but it was quickly replaced by determination. "However, this is the Master's order, and I must obey. I cannot stop you on my own right now."

"That's right. Although I have no idea what my Master, whom I've never met, is thinking, and I don't like cooperating with others..." Achilles gripped his spear tightly and smiled belligerently, "But, having a fight is enough. Thinking about those annoying things would be a bit of a spoiler, wouldn't it?"

Chapter 200 One vs. Two

To be honest, Altria was still very surprised.

Forget about Karna and Atalanta, one is very obedient and the other cares more about winning or losing than a warrior's honor, but what about you, Achilles?

Are you actually willing to condescend and cooperate with others?

She knew that Achilles was a battle maniac who enjoyed fighting. In order to enjoy fighting, he was even unwilling to listen to the Master's words. Even if the Master tried to stop him from enjoying fighting, he might kill the Master.

Although Greek mythology is very famous and contains many heroes, to be honest, there are not many people with positive values.

After all, gods are all like that. As the saying goes, if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked. How good can those heroes who are valued by gods be?

She really didn't want to fight with them... She clearly just wanted to be a casual referee, so why was it so difficult?

"Tian Kusanagi, I'm not interested in your plan at all. Why are you only targeting me? Why don't you go and cause trouble for the other Ruler Zhen Gongping? She's the one who will stop you."

I am so hard...

"This is the final warning."

As the saying goes, even a clay man has some temper. Having been targeted repeatedly, do you really think that Artoria has no temper?

The heavy pressure weighed on everyone's shoulders like a huge rock, making Karna and others feel a little irresistible towards Artoria.

The flowing air seemed to be frozen at this moment. Breathing and moving became countless times more difficult than usual, as if the whole person was stuck in a quagmire.

"Just leave it at that, and no one will get hurt."

"Otherwise, you will all die."

Altria's tone was so calm, like a frozen lake, as if she was simply stating the facts.