To become a king and a magician

"Well....."

In a park, Natsukawa Tiger, who had just decided to use this place as his summoning location, suddenly felt a stinging sensation on the back of his hand. A red tattoo quietly appeared on the back of his hand.

Command Seals – the mark of being chosen by the Holy Grail to become a Master.

Looking at the Command Seal that was almost identical to the one from five years ago, Natsukawa Torama took a deep breath: "Angelica, is the concealment barrier finished?"

"The conceptual replacement has been completed, please rest assured."

Aside from the lack of emotional connection and the fact that she might make Natsukawa Torado's mind unstable, Angelica is an exceptionally capable follower. She can accomplish whatever she is asked of, and even things she can't do at this stage, she can do in a day or two.

Using chalk, he drew the summoning circle that he had memorized long ago on the ground. After glancing at the time and confirming that there was still some time to spare, Xia Chuanhu sat down on a bench not far away.

"Angelica".

"Yes."

Which Servant do you think I can summon?

The sudden question made Angelica fall into deep thought.

She knew that Natsukawa Torama had not prepared any artifacts. Under normal circumstances, without artifacts, one could only rely on compatibility to choose a Servant. Given Natsukawa Torama's personality, Angelica really couldn't figure out which Servant would get along with him.

However, calling it a compatibility summoning isn't entirely accurate. The Avalon embedded within Natsukawa Torato's body can specifically summon King Arthur. As a half-servant of King Arthur, he would surely be summoned by the Knights of the Round Table, not to mention that he also possesses the qualities of an elf and the power of a true ancestor.

"I wouldn't be surprised no matter what Lord Natsukawa summons. If I had to say, I think King Arthur is more likely."

King Arthur?

Indeed, statistically speaking, she is the most likely to respond to the summons. But Natsukawa Torama doesn't want Artoria to be summoned at this time.

Because he still has Grey by his side.

Although Gray is less resistant to her face under the influence of Merry and Natsukawa, Natsukawa still hopes she won't become King Arthur so early if possible. She's only nine years old this year, and Natsukawa wants her to continue to be carefree for a while longer.

"You really think highly of Miss Grey."

"After all, she's my sister. Although we're not related by blood, I've been with her every day for the past few years, and I've long considered her as my real family."

family.

This was a completely foreign concept to Angelica. There were no true family members in the magicians' families. As long as it was for their own purposes, kinship was something that could be abandoned at any time. Einzworth took this to the extreme, and his entire family was just a tool for Darius to continue his dream.

Even Angelica now is just a puppet, existing only through substitution magic, and has long lost her true life.

“Angelica, this Holy Grail seems to be one that can truly grant wishes,” Natsukawa Torato suddenly said. “If, and I mean if, the Holy Grail ultimately falls into our hands, what wish would you make?”

"I have no desires to fulfill. I am now merely your servant, and everything will be as you wish."

"I see... Then I'll make a wish for you then."

As he said this, Natsukawa Torama stood up, ignoring Angelica's changed expression, and walked to the summoning circle, raising his hand.

Time is up.

"Silver and iron. The great duke who made a pact with the foundation. The color of his dedication is 'red.' Build walls to block the descending winds. Close the gates of the four directions, and begin your journey from the crown, cycling along the three-way road leading to the kingdom."

Natsukawa Tora had memorized the spell perfectly long ago; it was originally prepared for the Fifth Holy Grail War, which he might participate in, but he never expected to use it now.

"Announcement."

"Your body is entrusted to my command, my destiny is bound to your sword. He who answers the call of the Holy Grail, whoever obeys this will and reason, respond to me."

"I am the one who accomplishes all good deeds in the world, and I am the one who gathers all evils in the world."

"Seven days of being entangled in the three great spiritual words."

"Appear beyond the wheel of suppression, guardian of the scales."

As the words were proclaimed, a fierce wind arose, and intense magical power was released from the summoning circle itself, causing the atmosphere to churn with sheer mass. A dazzling light also emanated from within the summoning circle.

Natsukawa Tora could see a figure gradually taking shape in the light.

"call------!"

The gale subsided, and the light faded.

As the commotion subsided, Natsukawa Torato and Angelica finally saw the Servant that had appeared in the summoning circle.

It was a knight who was somewhat short and covered in steel armor. His silver armor had some red patterns on it, which looked rather ominous. The most striking feature was undoubtedly the helmet with huge horns.

"Click—"

Like armor being disassembled, the head armor suddenly split into several pieces and shrank behind him, revealing his face that had been covered.

That was a face that Natsukawa Tora was very familiar with.

"Servant, Saber, I have answered your summons. You are my Master—"

"Snapped!"

Before Saber—Mordred—could finish speaking, Natsukawa Tora suddenly stepped forward and delivered a swift chop to her head.

Mordred was stunned.

Xia Chuanhu stared blankly at his hand on Mordred's head.

"You bastard, are you looking for a fight?"

The next instant, Mordred's eyes turned fierce. Even though she knew that the person in front of her was her Master, to strike her with a chop right off the bat was practically a provocation on her face!

"No, it was absolutely not my intention, it's just... well, I had this feeling that, 'How could this child say such a thing? It's really outrageous, I have to remind him.'"

"Huh? What the heck? Did I draw a crazy Master?"

"Snapped!"

Again.

Natsukawa Torara could sense that Arthur's power, which had only ever reacted when Sajou Ayaka acted recklessly, was now more active than ever before—even more active than when he dealt with Sajou Ayaka!

But this isn't your child, Arthur!

"Hey! How long are you going to keep your hand on my head?" Mordred said coldly. "Don't think you can act so arrogant just because you're my Master. Believe me, I'll take you down—"

Snapped!

Another chop to the neck.

“Don’t speak like that. Your manners are so rude. Have you forgotten everything the master of etiquette taught you? Knights shouldn’t treat others like this, Lord Mordred.”

Unexpected words came out of Xia Chuanhu's mouth—even he himself couldn't believe he would say such a thing! He hadn't intended to say it at all!

(Arthur, you bastard—)

"Huh? Do you take me for my mother or my father? How dare you lecture me like that! Don't think you can do that just because you're my Master—"

Clang!

The sudden appearance of Excalibur in Natsukawa Torato's hand froze Mordred, who was speaking halfway through his sentence.

this.......

"Well... in terms of status, I could actually be considered one-quarter of your father."

Having finally regained control of his body, Natsukawa Tora waved the Holy Sword somewhat awkwardly.

Mordred: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

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46. ​​Mo Zai: Why has my mom shrunk!?

impossible.

This was Mordred's first thought when he saw the holy sword in Natsukawa Tora's hand.

As a Knight of the Round Table under King Arthur, she had seen her father wield the Holy Sword countless times. She knew the Holy Sword all too well, so she was certain that the Holy Sword in Xia Chuanhu's hand was definitely not the one she knew.

Counterfeit—though Mordred thought this to herself, she couldn't bring herself to say it aloud.

Even though the appearance was different, she could tell that what Xia Chuanhu held in his hand was indeed the Excalibur sword, and she couldn't mistake that unique aura of the holy sword.

Moreover, this aura... seems to be even stronger than her father's.

"Speaking of which, I haven't introduced myself yet."

Natsukawa Tora imitated Artoria, standing still with both hands on his sword.

"I am Natsukawa Torato, your Master. For some reason, I fused with the Spirit Origin of a male King Arthur from a parallel world and became a Demi-Servant. You can consider me as half of King Arthur."

"A parallel universe? A male King Arthur?"

Mordred wasn't stupid, and besides, Natsukawa Tora had already been quite blunt.

"So, this is the holy sword of my father from a parallel world?"

“Yes. But even though I’m a Demi-Servant, I can’t really use Arthur’s power casually,” Natsukawa Torato said. “After all, unlike your father, the Arthur’s power that I’ve fused with is strong enough to repel all evil. As an individual power, it’s far too strong, so it doesn’t usually become active. It only responds to me when someone wants to use it.”

Sajō Aika: Tch!

"This time, it's probably because I summoned you. That guy, as a father, wanted to check on the other [son], so he woke up on his own."

"Who's his son? Don't treat me like a man!"

"That daughter?"

Clang—!

The holy sword clashed violently with the demonic sword in Mordred's hand. Mordred glared fiercely at Xia Chuanhu and sheathed her sword: "Don't treat me like a woman either!"

"Why is this child so rebellious?" Natsukawa Torara could sense Arthur's power conveying this thought.

To be honest, he thought the same thing.

"So, how should we view you? If you're neither a man nor a woman, what kind of being are you?"

"Of course I am who I am, the knight who rebelled against King Arthur, the knight destined to inherit the throne, Mordred!" Mordred suddenly smiled as he said this, "Speaking of which, this is quite a good opportunity."

"What good opportunity?"

“I have another wish to make to the Holy Grail,” Mordred said. “You must know about the Sword of the Chosen, right? Legend has it that whoever draws that sword will become the King of Britain. My wish is to challenge it and prove my father wrong, that I am fully qualified to be king.”

This is Mordred's purpose in responding to the Holy Grail's call.

The original purpose.