I don't want to be a heroic spirit

Because he had been following her all the time, Artoria almost forgot that Mordred was also on the red side.

Although from the current situation, the combination of Lion Jie Li and Modred can almost be regarded as a third-party camp.

Perhaps we can also include the missing Jack the Ripper as the fourth camp?

During the conversation, Fiore also revealed Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's identity as the Ruler.

Danic was a participant in the last Holy Grail War, so he naturally recognized the face of Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.

Fiore told this to Altria, probably hoping that Altria would treat it as a violation.

However, Altria still had the same idea.

"Since he is the Master chosen by the Holy Grail, it is not against the rules and is reasonable."

Realizing that Altria was determined, Fiore gave up trying to persuade her.

The conversation between Altria and Fiore ends here, and Fiore still needs to prepare for the next battle.

In fact, Fiore had been preparing for the battle, and the conversation with Altria just now was also a task assigned to her by Danic.

Danic still did not give up the idea of ​​getting help from Artoria, especially after seeing the storm that destroyed the aerial garden, his idea became even more eager.

Walking in the corridor of the castle, with the red carpet inlaid with gold under her feet, which looked very valuable and luxurious, Altria touched her chin and thought about something.

"We've already visited the Black side. Do you want to go check out the Red side?"

Hmm... I always feel like I'm going to be kicked out.

He had just mercilessly destroyed someone's garden, and now he's walking back in like nothing happened. Isn't that a provocation? This is definitely a provocation, isn't it?

But even if they provoke me, what can they do to me? They still can't beat me, right? (Manually funny)

At the door of a room, Artoria stopped.

The door was not locked and could be opened with a gentle push.

The person in the room surprised Artoria a little.

"Mordred, and... Berserker of the Black Side? What are you doing?"

These two people can actually sit together harmoniously... and play video games?

This is really...

"Oh! Father!"

Mordred didn't feel dirty and just sat cross-legged on the ground. After hearing Altria's voice, he turned around and greeted her excitedly... Then he found that the character he was controlling on the screen had lost health and started operating the game controller while cursing.

"Mmmmm...uh..."

"Alright, alright, I get it. This is mine, alright? I'll beat these monsters to the ground right away!"

Hmm... I feel inexplicably sad, as if I saw my own child embarking on a path of no return.

However, compared to this... Artoria was more curious about how the two people in front of her could sit down and play games quietly.

After all, Frankenstein and Mordred are both kind of… um… noisy people?

"I don't know what the Master is busy with, and I can't help much by staying there. I'm bored to death... so I thought of looking around."

This was what Mordred replied after Altria raised her doubts.

"Because, because... isn't this place a thousand years after my time? But I haven't seen anything from this era... and then I came across this thing, I think it's called a video game?"

"That's right. I finally made it to this era, but I haven't seen anything new. If I leave like this, it will feel like I've come here for nothing. It's so boring."

"What about Berserker?" Artoria looked at Frankenstein again and asked curiously, "Why is she here?"

“Ugh! Ah——!”

"Fran brought me here, otherwise I wouldn't have found such an interesting thing." Mordred laughed. "Besides, I don't know how to use this thing, and it was Fran who helped me open it."

Chapter 232 Father and Son Playing Games Together

Frankenstein, a servant of Caulis, appears as a beautiful girl wearing a wedding dress with bangs that cover her eyes.

It is an artificial life form created by Victor Frankenstein by stitching together corpses. Because it cannot control and communicate emotions normally, Victor regards it as a failure.

However, the abandoned Frankenstein gradually gained intelligence and emotions through contact with this world, and finally developed anger towards Victor who abandoned him. He then pursued Victor obsessively and forced him to commit suicide in Antarctica.

"Hey, hey, hey! Is that monster a dragon? It must be a dragon! It should be a rare monster, right? Good! Watch how I, Lord Mordred, handle it beautifully... Hey! Fran! Don't act on your own! That's my prey!"

"Ugh—Ouch!"

"What? You said you discovered it first? What a joke! I actually saw it, so it's my prey!"

"Ah! Ah!"

"Okay! I'll listen to you then. From now on, let's talk based on our strength! I'll make it clear that I definitely won't lose."

"Well--!"

Altria found it very interesting to see the two people who seemed to be getting along quite well.

Moreover, Mordred seems to be able to understand what Frankenstein means?

Altria suddenly remembered that when they were in the fourth singularity, the foggy city of London in the dead world, Mordred and Frankenstein got along quite well.

It seems that these two people have an extremely good compatibility.

Artoria's attention was inevitably drawn to the screen.

It’s not a high-end game, the pixels are very low, and for Altria, it has a strong sense of age... a bit like the King of Fighters or Contra that she played when she was a child.

There are few ways to play, it’s easy to get started, and the graphics are blurry... In short, there are a lot of shortcomings.

However, this is normal. After all, we have to consider the current era. The computers here are still the old-fashioned ones with big backs.

Moreover, this is the magician's castle... For those conservative magicians, the presence of "high-tech" gadgets such as computers and video games was beyond Altria's expectations.

After all, magicians generally believe that "the older something is, the more mysterious it is."

That's why the status of El-Melloi II's Modern Magic Department is so embarrassing.

Speaking of El-Melloi II's Modern Magic Department...

Altria suddenly looked at Frankenstein.

She remembered that Frankenstein's Master, Corless, seemed to have joined the El-Melloi classroom in the future.

So, these computers and video games must also belong to Corless, right? After all, being able to join the modern magic department means that Corless is much more accepting of these modern things than the average magician.

"Father! Do you want to come and play too?"

Mordred suddenly turned around and suggested to Altria: "Come and try it, it's fun."

"My words are not... Whatever, it's okay to play around."

Originally, Altria wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it carefully... she was quite free now, so it was okay to have some fun.

And... she felt like she hadn't played video games for a long time, which was really unimaginable and incomprehensible to her in the past.

"No! No!"

Altria sat down and took the game controller handed to her by Frankenstein.

"Father, is there any game you want to play?"

"But I don't even know what games there are... You decide. I'm fine with anything."

"Then... let's play this racing game. Fran and I played it once before. It's very easy to play, perfect for a beginner like you, Father."

Um... a beginner?

"Father, this is probably your first time using this, right? So it doesn't matter if you lose a few times. You'll get used to it after a few rounds... I'll help you get familiar with it in the first few rounds."

The feeling of a newbie being guided by a big boss to open a map made Altria raise her eyebrows.

Then, Altria placed the handle on her thigh, rolled up her sleeves, and picked up the handle.

Two minutes later, Mordred had a look of doubt about reality on his face, his eyes fixed on the screen, while Altria sat beside him with a frown on her face.

"Hmm...it's indeed a little unfamiliar. It feels weird."

This is how the old model of the game is, the latency is too high... It's even laggier than when Altria used to play Genshin Impact on her phone.

"That's unrealistic! How could my Clarent lose? I have a B-rank riding skill!"

"First, science doesn't apply to us Servants. Second, why did you name the cars in the game? Third, I don't think even EX-level riding skills can affect the vehicles in the game. This kind of thing should be BB's domain."

Afterwards, Mordred dragged Altria to play a few more games, still the same racing game.

Interestingly, Mordred will also make corresponding movements according to the scenes in the game. For example, when turning left, Mordred's upper body will tilt to the left, and when turning right, it will tilt to the right.

Artoria glanced at Mordred with her eyes tilted, and then she imitated Mordred and swayed her body along with the racing car in the game. The two people's movements were occasionally quite coordinated.

When turning left, the two of them leaned to the left together, and then when turning right, they leaned to the right together in sync. At first glance, they seemed to be in perfect harmony.

However, the situation where the two were evenly matched and no one won only lasted until one consecutive bend.

"Wooah! Wooah! What's going on? Why is this curve so smooth, Father?"

Mordred began to panic, but Altria remained calm and composed.

"So I said, no matter how fast you drive in a straight line, what's the point? Everyone can accelerate in a straight line. The real speed is to drive fast in the corners."

At this time, Mordred was about to turn left, while Artoria was passing a right turn.

The two of them leaned forward subconsciously, and then...

With a "bang", the two people's heads collided with each other.

Does it sound good? What sounds good is a good start.

"Quack!"

Mordred held his head and wailed.

"hiss--"

Altria touched her forehead and took a deep breath, contributing to global warming.

Is this kid so stubborn?

"Mordred...does it hurt from the headbang?"

"It doesn't hurt..."

If there were no tears in Mordred's eyes when he said this, this sentence might be more convincing.

Altria felt like she was seeing stars, so you can imagine how heavy the collision was.

After touching the place where she was hit, Artoria lowered her head and thought for a moment, then leaned towards Mordred.

"Mordred, where did you get hit?"

"Um...here."

Mordred subconsciously pointed to the place where he was hit.

Then, the next development caused Mordred's heart to stop.

The white arms gently held her head. Modred could feel that she was resting her head on something very soft, and there was a very fragrant smell lingering in her nose.

Then, a gust of wind blew from the place where she had just been hit.

"call--"

Chapter 233 It’s all Takeuchi’s fault

I remember hearing someone say before that if you blow gently on the painful area, the pain will go away.

Hmm...it seemed to be quite effective, so Altria tried it.

"Mordred, does it still hurt here?"

Altria was planning to ask Mordred about his feelings, but...

"Huh? Why is your face so red? And your eyes are unfocused. Hello? Can you hear me? If you can, react, Mordred."

Altria held Mordred's shoulders and shook them, but... there was no response at all.

Modred, with his ring-shaped eyes, was almost drooling from the shaking of Artoria.