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Chapter 55 Is he now the polished commander?

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    "What are we going to do?!" the red rider looked at Sieg and asked, "Now we are the only two left."

    Sieg's eyes turned red, thinking of the tragic death of Black Rider, and his eyes when looking at Wuchen became extremely hostile and bloodshot, "What else can I do? Of course, we will die. This guy killed me the most."  Good friend, I can¡¯t forgive him!¡±

    "You mean Alstorfo?" Wuchen also understood the contradiction between the two.

    "Although that guy was indeed killed by Atalanta, I still think it is necessary to clarify certain things."

    "first"

    Wuchen cleared his throat and explained: "Alstorfor was dissatisfied and tired of the Black Lancer's orders, and had no nostalgia for the Holy Grail War, so he died at the hands of Atalanta on purpose.  "

    ""

    When Siege heard this, his eyes twitched and he looked a little surprised.

    Did you commit suicide?  !

    He didn¡¯t know this.

    but

    "No matter what, it was you who killed him. This is a fact. Don't try to make excuses." Sieg said through gritted teeth.

    "I have no intention of quibbling. If you want revenge, just come. But I have to remind you that you can't do anything by yourself. You are just a clone who has been favored and survived. Let alone your level.  , even if you have ten lives, do you still want to overturn the world?"

    Wuchen struck harshly, while staring at the red rider with gleaming eyes.

    "Stop looking down on others!!!"

    Siege¡¯s handsome face suddenly twisted. He wanted to retort, but he couldn¡¯t. After all, Wuchen was indeed too strong.

    "I'm alone? Are you blind? I still have a ridden"

    ¡°Pfft!!!¡±

    A bright red head rolled in front of Sieg, and his pupils dilated instantly. This bloody head was clearly Rider!

    Until the moment of death, his eyes were still open, full of unwillingness.

    After all, he was a hero with a high level of divinity, buthow could he die without even realizing it, without even having the time to react?

    Is it killed by no dust spike in one face?  !

    "It's okay to be alone now, right?" Wuchen asked with a smile, the Tian Congyun Sword in his hand still had blood that had not yet dried up.

    One of his eyes turned into a reincarnation eye. Just now, through the power of the heavenly hand, he appeared behind the red rider without anyone noticing and killed him.

    "A mere human clone can laugh and say that in the end you should thank your luck Of course, it's all because of the damn protagonist's halo."

    "But, you are not satisfied with this. You actually want to challenge me. You will reap what you sow. You will have to bear the consequences that you have buried yourself."

    Wuchen walked out slowly holding the Tiancongyun Sword in his hand. Every time he took another step, Siege would become extremely nervous and could not help but retreat.

    ¡°I¡¯m not afraid of you!!¡±

    Sieg let out a loud roar, and at the same time his body erupted with a burst of red light, and astonishing magic power burst out from his body.

    "Is there such a magic power?"

    Mordred was slightly startled, looking very surprised. It was unprecedented for a clone to have as much magic power as a heroic spirit.

    When the magic power dissipated, Sieg also underwent earth-shaking changes. He has become the original Black Saber - Siegfried!

    "Let Wuchen handle the next thing."

    Arturia gracefully walked to Mordred's side. The latter stared blankly, staring at the face so close at hand. It was so unreal, but all of it was real. Mordred had mixed feelings in his heart.  .

    In the past, Mordred wielded a butcher knife at Artoria, and both of them died in the end.

    Now at the meeting, Mordred had mixed feelings in his heart.

    "Father!"

    After murmuring for a while, Mordred said in a low voice, "Maybe you were right at the beginning, I am not suitable to be a king."

    "At the beginning of this Holy Grail War, I met my master, Lion Jie Li. He was outstanding and taught me a lot of truth. I am very grateful to him."

    "Nine times out of ten, life will be unsatisfactory. I am very satisfied to be able to fly like a bird on the battlefield and follow my father's back closely."

    "As forBecoming a king This road is too difficult and lonely, and it is not suitable for me.  "

    As if he had come to a realization, Mordred lowered his head and spoke out the truest thoughts in his heart.

    "you"

    Mordred looked at Artoria nervously and asked with great anxiety: "Father, you must hate me very much, right?"

    It¡¯s normal for Mordred to think so. If it hadn¡¯t been for her, Artoria wouldn¡¯t have died, and Britain might not have been destroyed.

    It¡¯s all because of her.

    It¡¯s just

    "What father would hate his own child?"

    Arturia responded with a smile, and then made a move that made Mordred stunned.

    She took a step forward, rubbed Mordred's golden hair with her little hands, and murmured while rubbing it: "No wonder that guy Wuchen always likes to rub other people's heads. It feels really good."

    "you"

    Mordred was stunned, his eyes widened. Is this still the mature, steady, unsmiling King Arthur?

    "Could it be that Wuchen is the impostor who deceived me?"

    Such an idea even came to Mordred's mind, but she quickly shook her head and denied it. Even though she was a heroic spirit, she could still feel the feeling of blood connection.

    The Arturia in front of her is her father!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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