Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

“Ahem, let’s not talk about that now, Sieg.” Jeanne glanced at the Lion’s Claw that was turning gray and said in a low voice, “It’s possible that she is still resisting. After all, she is the best class, and even the Red Team cannot easily capture her.”

But it was clear from her words that she didn't think highly of Xiao Mo's current situation.

In short, everyone reached a consensus that Mordred must have encountered some crisis, and it was definitely related to the enemy. She was in great danger!

"What does Shuoyue think?" Joan of Arc blinked, suddenly turning the conversation to the silent young man. "We all know your strategies all too well. As enemies, you made the Black side suffer a lot, and you also know the Red side best... What are your thoughts?"

What do I think? I'm just going to sleep!

Shuoyue felt no tension at all. Artoria was a Servant bound to him by a contract, so he naturally sensed her location and condition. Unsurprisingly, Lingxia and she had not left Sighishwara at all, so Mordred's situation was obvious.

"If I'm not mistaken, let's go." With another weary sigh, Shuoyue strode forward, leading the group, who were still arguing about "how exactly Xiao Mo died," toward a certain place.

Upon arriving at an abandoned church, the group heard a heated argument, with a particularly loud, defiant voice from a young girl:

"Lord Mordred, if you continue to be so stubborn, then war will break out, and my Excalibur will show no mercy!"

"Huh? Come on then! If I wasn't worried about Master's safety, I wouldn't be staying here obediently! Last time I wasn't prepared, this time I'm going to beat you to a pulp!"

Upon hearing Xiao Mo mention him, Lion Robber could no longer contain himself and rushed toward the church in a hurry. However, Shuo Yue stopped him and led the group around the simple barrier, climbing to the broken window of the church.

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The sight that came into view caused Joan of Arc, Paladin Astolfo, and mercenary Lionheart to gasp in disbelief:

"What...what are all these things...?"

Chapter 519 Come out, Encyclopedia Britannica!

Because the church window was broken but not completely destroyed, it could only accommodate a maximum of three people.

Naturally, it was Lion's Claw. Astolfo and Joan of Arc crowded around, the three of them jostling and jostling like children, their faces contorted, their eyes fixed intently on the scene inside the church.

Everyone knows that in this Holy Grail War, there is a pair who are both father and son and enemies: Mordred, who is red, and Artoria, who is suspected to be black.

King Arthur of Britain, the rebellious knight who destroyed Britain.

Everyone had a premonition that the feud between them would erupt sooner or later, and the onlookers' expectations were just in time—judging from the conversation inside the church, the atmosphere was clearly full of tension.

Quickly, I want to see rivers of blood!

Eating melons is human nature, and even heroic spirits can't escape it. Apart from the old father, Lion Claw, who is worried sick about Mordred, even Jeanne d'Arc's eyes are shining with curiosity about the ahoge with a similar face who is already a father.

Even this incorruptible holy king was so angry that he was about to use the Sword of Excalibur... So the level of educating children is equivalent to that of war?

With various thoughts swirling in their minds, several familiar yet unfamiliar figures occupied the center of their vision.

The reason they are familiar is because they are Mordred, Artoria, and Rokudou Reika, respectively.

As for why it's unfamiliar...

As Joan of Arc looked at it, her face suddenly turned slightly red: "Red, Mordred, what kind of outfit is this?!"

The simple country girl had never seen Mordred dressed like a delinquent before. It's worth mentioning that Mordred never took off her armor in the fortress of Mirenia. Thus, those ridiculously short hot pants, the strapless top, and the large expanses of exposed skin gave Jeanne an unprecedented shock, leading her to make a judgment almost identical to that of King Arthur.

"How utterly shameless!"

"Hmm?" Lion's Roar asked in confusion, "That's normal."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was met with a disdainful look from Joan of Arc, as if she were looking at a terrible pervert.

"Hello..."

"I want this!" Afu pointed at Mo's outfit and looked at Sieg with anticipation. Under his starry-eyed offensive, Sieg had no choice but to give in. With him interrupting, Lion's Robbery and Jeanne d'Arc skipped over the issue of Mo's outfit and looked at the next contestant.

"Speaking of which, he truly lives up to his reputation as King Arthur of Britain; even in a different outfit, he remains as majestic as ever..."

"Yes, it's much better than Mordred."

Did you change your outfit?

Shuoyue noticed and stepped forward to pull Afu aside, while she herself also leaned against the window. Thereupon, a guy with a cowlick wearing a white shirt and black slim-fit trousers came into view.

Perhaps Lion's Robbery noticed King Arthur's unapproachable aura, but in Shuoyue's eyes, there was only the exquisite curves outlined by the clothes and the irresistible allure of the uniform...

"I must have been corrupted by Ta-Miao." She said, but no matter how much A-Fu made a fuss, Shuo Yue remained rooted to the spot and didn't move an inch.

Next came the third person in the church—Liu Daolingxia.

Compared to the ahoge (a single strand of hair) that abruptly ends at the chest, this former rich girl is truly curvaceous and gentle, with a more defined and fuller bust than Artoria. She wears an alluring bodycon skirt, and more importantly, she cleverly wears black stockings. The pointer she holds is less of a punishment and more of an indispensable prop in certain play scenarios.

It's no wonder Shuoyue thought that way. Lingxia, dressed in an office lady outfit, didn't have the aura of a strong woman at all. She was still gentle and weak, as if anyone could push her over.

"Mommy!" The church doors burst open, and a silver-haired girl in brightly colored children's clothes rushed in carrying a pile of things. She buried her face in Lingxia's chest before stopping, giggling like a little bird, "I bought it!"

"Little Jack is such a good boy, he can already go shopping by himself. How is the shopkeeper? Is he hurt?"

"Hmm... I really want to kill him, but he's not a woman, and it's wrong to kill him here."

"Hmm, as expected of little Jack, he already understands so many principles, that's great!"

"Hey hey hey..."

Looking at the giggling silver-haired girl and her 'mother' nestled against her, Mordred's gaze was complicated. Suddenly, she turned to look at Artoria:

"Hey, these two are having a really weird conversation. Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Is there anything stranger than us turning our weapons against each other...? Artoria rolled her eyes. Seeing Mordred put her legs up on the table again, her face turned cold. She was about to pull out Avalon to beat him up when those long white legs cunningly hid under the table. When she looked up, Mordred was making faces at her.

She's a complete delinquent girl.

"Honestly, I've never seen her like this before... It's like she's doing everything she can to anger her father."

"If Xiao Mo heard you called that, he would definitely beat you up."

"You mean Father? But that's what Mordred calls King Arthur, even if he let it slip."

"You know that too..."

"Gentlemen, this is not the time to talk about this," Jeanne interrupted Lion's Claw and New Moon's idle chatter. "Can you tell what the Reds are planning to do to Mordred? If King Arthur's attire is purely out of interest, then what about Miss Rokudou Reika's costume? Is it some kind of magical costume that I don't know about?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shuoyue's eyes turned strange: "...You don't know?"

"Um...um, yes...right?"

Seeing the saintess's blank expression, Shuoyue sighed and finally managed to utter only one sentence.

"You can try wearing it later. Trust me, this thing not only has a special attack effect on men, but it also increases attack speed."

As expected, this statement drew the same disdain from Lion Robber.

You little rascal, you even dared to deceive the saintess, you're quite bold, aren't you?

What left Lion's Robbery speechless was that Joan of Arc didn't have any doubts at all. Instead, she nodded seriously and began to carefully examine Lingxia's attire.

I don't know if it's because I genuinely don't understand, or because I trusted someone too much...

Lost in thought, Lion's Claw failed to notice that Joan of Arc's earlobes had turned bright red, while deep within her soul, Leticia covered her mouth with her hands and shouted:

"Your Excellency, don't be fooled! This is just a business suit; it has no special effects!"

"I...I understand..." Joan of Arc covered her face, "But the problem is, the distance is too close!"

When Joan of Arc said this, Leticia belatedly realized that, in order to be at the forefront of the drama, Sakumo replaced Astolfo in the middle as a buffer zone, with her left side overlapping with Lion's Claw, while on her right side, due to the size difference, it looked as if Joan of Arc's face was deliberately resting on Sakumo's shoulder.

Joan of Arc didn't feel anything about the new moon, but she hadn't recovered from the gentlemanly version of the new moon that had sunk her. Getting too close to the young man would involuntarily remind her of her original outfit and her self-conquest level.

Then, with lightning speed, he broke through the saintess's sense of shame.

"It's all up to you, Leticia!"

The blonde saintess was instantly replaced, a look of helplessness flashing in her eyes. It was clear that Leticia had taken over. She didn't have as many thoughts as Joan of Arc. She just looked at the crowd of people peeking out of the church and felt a little curious.

It's like those boys who used to peek into the classroom when she was in school. Were they looking at me out of curiosity?

Who says heroes are destined to be high above others? Even the most famous people will have worries about taking care of their children, and might even peek outside with a gossipy look on their faces.

...Suddenly, it felt so familiar.

Leticia smiled slightly and continued to watch the commotion inside the church. In front of Mordred, who had already started whistling, a "hash" appeared on her forehead as she trembled with anger and began to pull out her holy sword.

"Calm down, Artoria, don't forget why we tricked her... cough cough, brought her here." In the church, Lingxia stopped the ahoge (antenna-like hair) who was starting to build up her rage bar, rummaged through the items Little Jack had brought, and finally took out three books, laughing as if she had found treasures, "Found them!"

The onlookers outside the church immediately focused their attention and stared intently.

What weapon could make Liu Dao Lingxia so happy, believing it could conquer Mordred?

A bewitching elixir? A hypnotic, brainwashing costume? Or perhaps a decisive, powerful artifact?

Unable to sleep, everyone examined the book carefully for a long time before finally making out the words from a distance: the large characters on the gold-embossed cover read "The Great British Children's Encyclopedia"!

"What, what is this?!" Mordred stared in disbelief. "Hey, are you kidding me, King Arthur? This book looks like it's for three or four-year-old kids!"

"What do you know? This is a book that Lingxia and I researched for a long time before choosing it." Artoria crossed her arms, full of fighting spirit. "I refuse to believe I can't handle you!"

"The Encyclopedia Britannica for Children, also known as the Britannica Encyclopedia, is published by Encyclopædia Britannica, the same company that also publishes the famous Merriam-Webster Dictionary..."

Reciting the book's origins almost mechanically, Leticia glanced at Mordred, who was equally dumbfounded, and couldn't help but chuckle.

If they knew about this, the Encyclopædia Britannica would be overjoyed. There's no better advertisement than King Arthur of Britain's handpicked royal books for children…

After all, who would have thought that the famous King Arthur not only came back to life, but was also meticulously re-educating Mordred? And by the way, he was using a book published by a British publisher!

It's unbelievable! Even third-rate movies and TV shows wouldn't dare to portray it like this!

Just as the onlookers were marveling at the interesting convergence of time and space, inside the church, Artoria flipped through a thick book, suddenly frowned, and secretly pulled Lingxia to the window where everyone was.

Discovered? !

The onlookers held their breath as the holy king looked at Liu Daolingxia with a pleading expression.

"Help me, Lingxia... how should I teach her?"

A young girl whose child was already about the same age as her couldn't hide her distress.

Liu Daolingxia: ...

People who eat melon:...

A moment later, a chorus of exclamations echoed through the sky.

"ha--?!!"

Chapter 520 Toria's Mom's Class Begins!