I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

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It crashed directly into the wall of the ruins.

After several rounds of fighting, Du Wei undoubtedly had an overwhelming advantage.

Since Morgan is not good at teaching children, there is no problem with letting him educate the children in his place, right?

Start by never insulting your parents.

...divide...line...

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Using an ancient dragon to teach Mordred a lesson is a bit too violent (sweat).

Spare the rod and spoil the child.

Chapter Fifteen: My Mother Only Needs One Daughter [Please Subscribe! Please Give Flowers!]

The driver emitted a dim light.

Long, slender tentacles, resembling those formed by the bones of a dragon's hand, emerged, their sharp tips piercing towards Mordred, who was half-supporting himself.

"Gurgle...!"

Mordred deflected the claws with her magic sword.

That alone is not enough.

Under Du Wei's control, the claws became extremely intelligent, transforming from spikes into chain-like entanglements after being deflected.

Mordred was tightly bound and tied up.

The cold, sharp claws pierced her chest with a single blow.

"Go away!"

Mordred roared.

A sense of physiological rejection arose in my mind.

The magic unleashed blasted away the dragon claw chains that bound him.

The attack hadn't caused her any harm, but it had made her feel as if something had been taken away from her body.

Du Wei took back the Dragon Claw Chain.

Beneath the mask, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The item you requested has been successfully retrieved.

"[Noble Phantasm, seize!]"

Crimson currents overflowed from Du Wei's sword blade.

Mordred then realized that Du Wei had the same lightning as himself, and that the blade carried a familiar aura.

This is...my Noble Phantasm...!?

A look of horror flashed in Mordred's eyes.

Having just had her Noble Phantasm stolen and copied by the Claw Chains, it goes without saying what Du Wei will do next.

"【Grab the ultimate move and break through!】"

Du Wei pulled the sword of dominance that had been inserted into the drive out again.

Mordred's Noble Phantasm information has been extracted.

The ancient dragon's power is so domineering and tyrannical that it can even seize the Noble Phantasms of Heroic Spirits.

"【Commander draws his sword!】"

【Rebellion against my magnificent father (Clarent.Blood.Arthur)!】

A crimson beam of light pierced the sky once again.

The spiritual pressure, enough to suffocate the entire city, spread out, drawing everyone's attention to this place.

"Hmph, it's nothing but a copy of someone else's work!"

Mordred infused magic into the sword.

In reality, she was just putting on a brave face.

Her internal magic power was only enough for her to unleash her Noble Phantasm once more, while her opponent clearly had plenty of time to spare.

However, I cannot step down here.

She didn't want to bow down to Morgan.

Both Duve and Mordred wielded crimson beams of light.

The two streams of heat collided violently.

The deafening roar that echoed throughout Tulipas spread like the screams of a dragon, leaving everyone speechless with astonishment.

The radiant power on the right is superior to that on the left.

Suddenly, the flash on the left was shattered head-on by the light cannon on the right, as if it were being crushed by a road roller.

The air was filled with the vapor released from the burning of energy.

A disheveled figure was panting heavily.

"Huff... Huff... Hah..."

The left-side field of vision became much blurrier than before.

Mordred's magical energy was completely depleted.

If I hadn't used that Noble Phantasm to block the attack, I probably would have been blasted back to the Throne of Heroes much earlier.

"Although it's a fake, ultimately it all comes down to who uses it. If the user's skills surpass those of the genuine article, isn't victory obvious?"

Du Wei slowly emerged from the smoke.

His armor was shattered, his magic power was exhausted, and he had only a sliver of strength left.

Mordred only calmed down after this situation.

Morgan came up to her.

She could only marvel at the madness of the pan-human Smogen.

Even if they create an artificial human like Mordred, they still want to take back their homeland, Britain.

"Mother! I've almost finished cleaning up over there. Did you enjoy your stroll around here?"

Bavanshi came to Morgan's side through the water mirror.

Upon arriving, she saw Mordred, who was supported by the magic sword, and Duvie, who was wearing ancient dragon armor.

What happened is obvious.

"Gawain, who is that pathetic loser who's barely hanging on?"

"...She is a follower from the pan-human history. Her true identity is Mordred, a Knight of the Round Table, and it seems she is also His Majesty's daughter?"

Bagst pondered for a moment before speaking.

Having been told the legend of the Knights of the Round Table by Du Wei, she was quite familiar with Mordred.

She was quite surprised when she learned Mordred's identity.

However, she didn't like Mordred among the Knights of the Round Table, since Mordred was one of the reasons for the collapse of the Round Table.

"Huh? Mother only has one daughter!"

Upon hearing this, Bawanshi flew into a rage.

She had no interest in anything related to the Knights of the Round Table.

She is Morgan's only successor, and his daughter only needs her, Bavanshi.

Requesting flowers?

"I'll take care of this trash myself!"

Bawanshi was so angry that she wanted to take action.

Before she could take more than a few steps, Du Wei reached out and flicked her fair little head.