In the end, Mordred gave up on using her sword to slash people.
After all, the 'Father' beside her had started to eye her with a dangerous gaze.
Considering that this pseudo-Gareth in front of her didn't know how long he had been partners with Father, and how close their relationship was, Mordred decided to stick to fists and feet.
Of course, she had to remove her armor too.
After all, the power this human in front of her inherited from Gareth was really quite weak.
Mordred was truly worried that if she wore her armor, she might not hold back her strength for a moment and kick him to death.
"Kid! If you have the guts, say that again!" After knocking Daniel, who was beaten black and blue, onto his butt on the ground, Mordred bared her teeth and roared at Daniel.
Perhaps seeing that Mordred just wanted to beat someone up and didn't really mean to kill him, both Sanzang and Jeanne looked away, trying their best not to watch the scene.
After all, the state Daniel was beaten into was truly miserable.
Of course, they still had to pay attention to what needed attention.
So, except for Artoria, who was still watching the'siblings fighting' spectacle, Jeanne and Sanzang stared fixedly at Shishigou Kairi, in a stance of 'If you dare to use command spells to pull any tricks, this lady will stab you to death with a spear'.
Shishigou Kairi also obediently held his hands high, signaling that he was harmless for now.
Although he really couldn't understand why that kid's Servant would sit by and watch him get beaten by her own Saber.
Sanzang: I watched this scene for a month back then. Do you think I could have any emotional fluctuations now? I even want to applaud and cheer!
Jeanne: Seriously, his Servant isn't worried, why should I, a real Ruler, worry?
"Mo Zai, you have to know, saying something twice means that this sentence is very important." Daniel said to Mordred with slurred speech. "That is to say, you yourself ad—Pfft—!"
Before he could finish his sentence, Mordred punched Daniel in the face again.
Honestly, this pain of fists hitting flesh was quite familiar, it was just that it made one not want to reminisce about it.
But Daniel, well, every part of his body was soft, except for his hard head and stubborn mouth.
If only she weren't sitting on Daniel's stomach and moved back a little...
Then came another punch.
"I don't know why, but I always feel like you kid are bad-mouthing me." Mordred frowned and scrutinized Daniel.
"Do you even need me to bad-mouth you?" Daniel felt his gums shaking. "Also, stop hitting my face! I need my teeth to chew food!"
"Huh? I..." Mordred was just about to raise her fist to give Daniel's chin another hard one, but was stopped by Artoria.
"Sir Mordred, he has a point; teeth are very important." Artoria looked at Mordred with a serious expression and reminded her, "Hit his stomach instead."
"Eh—but I think his face is super satisfying to punch." Mordred's face flushed slightly as she slowly stood up following Artoria's hand under her instruction.
Heh, mama's girl!
Pfft!
Mordred kicked Daniel in the stomach.
"Tsk, come to think of it, this kid is really resistant to beating. I've beaten him into such a state, and he hasn't even cried." Mordred looked at Daniel, who was rolling on the ground clutching his stomach, and complained with a look of disgust.
That's right, the reason she hit him so hard was that she wanted to see Daniel cry.
"Hehehe, kidding! I was trained by another version of you and Gawain for over half a month, and later I even fought you in a hostile situation. With the strength you're using now, you think you can make me cry?" Daniel held back the tears that were about to overflow and said stubbornly.
Yeah, the reason I could hold on so well back then was because Gareth's spirit core was powerful!
While thinking this, Daniel also pulled down the log with some unease.
Hmm, fortunately, there were no new logs added.
He didn't want any more special log entries like masochist or something similar.
The reason he was 'playing' so happily with Mordred was also to let her and Artoria have an honest heart-to-heart sooner.
After all, he had received quite a bit of care from her back then.
"Huh? Did I beat him stupid? He's lying on the ground waving his arms and legs." Mordred looked at Daniel's behavior, turned her head to Artoria with a confused look, and asked.
"Don't mind him." Artoria glanced at Daniel, shook her head, and then looked at Mordred, saying, "If you have time, how about a private mother-daughter talk with me?"
"Eh? Huh?" Mordred looked completely confused.
She wouldn't mind a private talk, but why did you say mother-daughter?
Can't it be a private father-son talk?
Artoria probably saw Mordred's confusion, so she sighed helplessly.
"It is a mother-daughter talk!" She specifically emphasized it. "My disguise as a male back then was out of necessity... plus Merlin's bad-taste magic."
"But because of that, it ruined Guinevere and Lancelot." Artoria sighed with emotion.
Upon hearing this, Shishigou Kairi moved quickly to the side without a word.
Is this kind of royal secret something an outsider like him can listen to!
He was afraid that before he finished hearing the next sentence, Saber would raise her sword and slash him, her master!
After all, in the two days they had spent together, he had pretty much figured out what kind of personality Mordred had.
If she really felt embarrassed, she would genuinely raise her sword without mercy and leave him headless.
When Artoria spoke with deep emotion, she couldn't help but have tears well up in her eyes, but not a single tear fell.
It was a posture of 'I am wronged, but I can endure it'.
And then she threw all the blame onto Merlin.
In any case, in a word, the reason she became like that was all because Merlin's teaching methods were problematic!
Who told her to have only Merlin as a tutor at that time!
Melodrama is really harmful; it turned such a great, upright King into a drama queen!
"Then, Father, is the reason you were unwilling to acknowledge my status as heir... also the work of that bastard Merlin?" Mordred asked, looking at Artoria with teary eyes.
"Hmm—fifty-fifty." Artoria tapped her temple lightly and answered. "Although there is also the reason that Merlin let me see the future scene of Britain's destruction while I was still on the throne when I pulled out the sword of selection... but the more important reason is, Sir Mordred, you did not have the talent and lifespan to become King."
"If we are talking about capacity, no one among the Knights of the Round Table can compare to you, but at that time, you had not received systematic teaching on the path of kingship; you only had the capacity to protect the people and your subordinates, but this point was also completely extinguished when you launched a rebellion against me."
"And then there is the most important thing: lifespan."
"You are a homunculus created by my sister specifically to target me, and your lifespan is far less than that of an ordinary person. Even without that war, I am afraid that before long, you would have died because your lifespan had reached its end."
"This is the reason why I did not choose you to be my heir."
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