"Interesting. If Saber were here, maybe her expression would be more exciting."
Zheng Pan thought with 'malice' that he had not paid much attention to the name Mordred at first. After all, this guy was wearing armor that could hide his identity, and his voice was also a male voice. Who would have thought that there was such a thing inside? There will be a woman hiding there.
Because he had snatched away the Servant that originally belonged to Emiya Kiritsugu, and Emiya Kiritsugu¡¯s master identity had been determined, after the plot was revised, he was summoned by Mordred. Originally, Zheng Pan was not prepared to kill Emiya Kiritsugu. Of course, the existence of Mordred also had certain obstacles. If the other party did not reveal his true identity, Zheng Pan would not mind erasing this guy. Now Well, the meaning of staying seems to be greater.
"Don't worry, I don't hit women"
Before he finished speaking, Mordred's long sword was already in front of him. Zheng Pan did not underestimate the opponent. He clamped the opponent's sword blade tightly with two fingers, temporarily blocking the opponent's attack.
But Mordred did not give up. A pale golden light began to flash on the long sword, and some golden balls gradually appeared in the surrounding air, which were gradually absorbed by the long sword.
Noble Phantasm, only this explanation can prove the scene in front of you. Under normal circumstances, Zheng Pan could barely manage with just two fingers. He gathered his energy into his palm, quickly withdrew his fingers, turned from grabbing to slapping, and struck the side of the opponent's long sword with one blow.
Mordred did not expect that the opponent would use this method to break his tool attack. A huge force came and Mordred could hardly hold the long sword in his hand. As soon as he let go, the long sword left his hand and fell. On the road next to it, there was a dull sound, and a dent was made in the originally intact cement road. Without the long sword, the ability of the Noble Phantasm can no longer be used. With Zheng Pan watching eagerly, Mordred had to deal with it.
She admitted that she was indeed impulsive just now. Logically speaking, based on her years of military career, she should have been indifferent to this level of provocation. However, for some reason, the anger in her heart was magnified without limit. She knew that the enemy was very powerful. Still taking action regardless of risk.
Woman is such a ridiculous term. Ever since she can remember, she has never used such a word, and has never been treated as a woman. Since she was a child, she was forced by her mother to live a life that is more stringent than that of ordinary domestic men. Life and everything is in the hands of my mother. There is no freedom. Every day is arranged in a dense manner. Swords and etiquette are indispensable.
The only dawn that she could see in this environment only appeared in the body of one person. The woman who pulled out the sword in the stone, galloped on the battlefield like a man, and finally won the support of her subjects and the Knights of the Round Table. gathering, but her mother told her,
"As my son, you are qualified to inherit the throne. For now, you will hide your identity and serve the king. Then - on the day Arthur falls, you will become the king." Even if you carry your mother's obsession , Mordrett's longing for King Arthur far exceeds that ambition.
"You must not take off this helmet -" She nodded as her mother told her before entering the Knights of the Round Table. She didn't care about her identity, she just wanted to stay with the king. As long as she could see the king, she would All her efforts have not been in vain. In contrast, she has to thank her mother for allowing her to reach her current state.
The good times did not last long, because as a clone, Mordrett grew at a far faster rate than human beings, and his life cycle was correspondingly short.
Even though he is an adult, he still worships the "flawless" King Arthur with the innocence unique to children. Mordret lives in isolation because he hates humans. He follows the chivalry described in the novel and works hard to train himself in order to become a truly noble knight.
But even this only innocence was broken by her mother, Morgan.
Faced with Mordret, who had no rebellious heart, Morgan revealed to him the secret of his life experience - that is, the fact that he was an unfaithful son created by King Arthur and Morgan. and "King Arthur does not know that you are her child, and even if he knew he would not acknowledge such a filthy fact."
While being deeply hit, Modrett was also immersed in unparalleled joy.
¡°I am not a real human being, I am a child with the same bloodline as that king. No, since as the legitimate son of the king who transcends all human beings, it is an honor to be not a human being. As the heir of the king, he is worthy of his name and shares his body and mind. Mordret asked the king ecstatically. For him, who had never known his father's love since childhood, the "father" figure of King Arthur was already equivalent to God.
The higher you stand on the top of a cloud, the more painful it will be when you fall. As his mother predicted, Arthur did not acknowledge her existence. For his sister's purpose, as a king,This is absolutely unacceptable.
Apart from Mordred¡¯s identity, Arthur still pays attention to Mordred. None of the talents who can be absorbed into the Knights of the Round Table are unknown.
But what Arthur didn't expect was that for Mordrett, this was the transition from hope to despair, which ignited the fire of hatred for King Arthur in his heart.
As a result, distrust of King Arthur spread among the Knights of the Round Table, and Mordret took advantage of Arthur's expedition to Rome to usurp control of the city of Camelot.
That was the final battle. The armies of both sides have been destroyed, leaving only the two people facing each other on the sword hill. At the end of the duel between the two, Mordrett is about to collapse after being pierced by a gun.
"Never take off your helmet in front of others" - Freed from the mask given by her mother, Mordlet faced Arturia face to face for the first time.
"¡ª¡ªFather¡¡"
I wanted to do it at least once - before the blood-covered hand touched King Arthur, he fell down weakly.
This was Mordred¡¯s last memory. She saw Saber¡¯s figure from Zheng Pan, and scenes from the past appeared in front of her eyes like a slideshow.
A trace of struggle, hesitation, and hesitation flashed across the other party's face, none of which escaped Zheng Pan's eyes. He had already said that he would not attack a woman, even if the other party didn't think so.
Besides, Mordred's attack can't cause much damage to him. As long as he seizes the opportunity, it would be the strangest thing if a Servant who loses his Noble Phantasm can still beat Zheng Pan in boxing and kicking skills.