To become a king and a magician

"But I don't need that wish anymore, because there are more direct ways."

Removing his armor, Mordred pointed his sword at Natsukawa Tora: "Compared to those rituals that use legends to fool people, it's obviously much faster to have King Arthur acknowledge me directly."

Upon hearing this, Natsukawa Tora chuckled softly: "So, you're planning to make a good impression in the Holy Grail War to gain Arthur's recognition of your ability to be king?"

"That's right!"

King Arthur's approval was something far more effective than the ritual of the Sword of Kings, whose outcome was predetermined.

After a moment of silence, Xia Chuanhu suddenly reached out and patted Mordred's head: "Then let me see if you now possess the qualities of a king, Lord Mordred."

That's the tone of my father!

"Alright! Then let's not delay any longer, let's go and kill all thirteen Servants except for me! Master!"

If we're talking about the highest honor one can achieve during the Holy Grail War, it's naturally becoming the victor. And among all the ways to become the victor, defeating all opponents is undoubtedly the most prestigious.

Defeat everyone and obtain the Holy Grail—that way, King Arthur will surely acknowledge you!

Mordred had already made her own plans.

"It's possible, but before that..."

Snapped!

Another chop landed on Mordred's head, and this time, Natsukawa Tora, or rather Arthur, used all his strength, causing Mordred to clutch his head and crouch down.

"Change your manner of speaking. If you are to become king, your words and actions must be befit your status. What kind of behavior is this, being so rude?"

"You bastard—"

"Um?!"

The sudden rise in his voice and the sharp look in his eyes made Mordred, who was about to retort, instinctively shrink back, then nod: "I...I understand, Master."

"Yes, that's right."

Xia Chuanhu smiled and patted Mordred's head. Seeing the way Mordred was looking at him like a real father, his cheeks flushed slightly. He quickly took several steps back and re-manifested his armor.

"Then, what should we do next, Master? Should we go straight to the enemy's headquarters?"

"The Holy Grail War is being held in Romania. We're still in London, so we need to get there first. For now, just enter spirit form and come back to the hotel with me and Angelica. There are two other people you need to get to know."

"Companions?"

Xia Chuanhu nodded: "It's my sister and someone who's just freeloading. Speaking of which, my sister and you have some kind of connection. You'll understand once you meet her."

Mordred frowned in confusion.

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after a while.

Upon returning to the hotel, Natsukawa Tiger and Angelica did not go directly to their room, but instead knocked on Gray and Karen's door.

Karen opened the door.

"Oh, it's you guys. What's wrong?"

"Are you sleeping?" Natsukawa Tora asked, looking at Karen's rather thin nightgown.

"I just lay down a short while ago and was having a late-night chat with your sister, which is typical for girls."

"Don't say anything bad to Grey, she's still a child."

Seeing Xia Chuanhu say this, Karen simply shrugged indifferently: "That child is more mature than you think. I've talked to her for so long but haven't been able to get much out of her. And she seems to be very good at handling this situation. Did you teach her?"

"No."

"Oh, really?"

Karen's brow twitched, and she stepped aside to let Natsukawa Tora and Angelica in. Upon seeing them, Grey, who was sitting on the bed, quickly got down: "Brother? Miss Angelica? What brings you here—"

"Empress Dowager—?!"

Mordred's exclamation suddenly rang out.

Then, Grey saw Mordred, who had suddenly appeared next to Natsukawa Torata, now without his armor.

Gray was stunned when she saw the face that looked almost exactly like her own.

47. Mo Zai: My mom is alive?

Mordred felt like she was dreaming.

The Master who summoned him was someone who had merged with the spirit origin of his father from a parallel world, making him one-quarter of his father.

This surprised her, but it wasn't unacceptable.

But now, her Master's younger sister looks exactly like her mother!

What's the situation?

Could it be that she wasn't summoned to the Holy Grail War, but instead was summoned back to Camelot?!

"that....."

At this moment, Grey also recovered from her initial shock, grabbed the hood beside her to cover her face, and came up behind Natsukawa Torato: "Brother, this person is...?"

"The Servant I just summoned, Saber, Mordred, the child of King Arthur."

"—!"

King Arthur.

Upon hearing that word, Grey's expression froze for a moment, then she pulled her hood down even lower, almost completely covering her face!

“Um… hello, Miss Mordred, I’m Grey.”

"Ah...ah...hello."

Mordred was so shocked that she didn't get angry even when Grey told her she was a woman.

After regaining her senses, Mordred quickly grabbed her Master: "Hey, Master, what's wrong with your sister? How come she looks so much like Mother when she was a child?! It's not just similar, it's exactly the same!"

"This is your mother's doing."

Pushing Grey in front of Mordred, Natsukawa Tora said to her, "Your mother Morgan has always wanted to resurrect Artoria after her death. To resurrect a person, the body, mind, and soul are all indispensable."

"To achieve this goal, Morgan entrusted a village with a mission: to dedicate themselves for generations to creating a vessel large enough to contain the soul and spirit of King Arthur."

"Grey is the only successful individual in the last thousand years."

The vessel that brought King Arthur back to life.

Mordred stared in disbelief at Gray before her. This child, so young, was the vessel through which her father had been resurrected? And what she found even more unbelievable was—

"This... this is impossible! You're saying Mother plans to resurrect Father?!"

This was the thing Mordred found most unbelievable.

She dared not say that she knew her mother very well, but at least she knew what her mother thought about her father. Her mother, who hated her father and Camelot so much, actually wanted to resurrect him.

Why did she send so many of her children to the Round Table to assassinate her father? And why did she let Mordred be born?

"Why...why did Mother do this?"

“Who knows? Maybe we can just ask her directly and she’ll answer us,” Natsukawa Tora said. “I forgot to tell you, five years ago, I participated in another Holy Grail War in another parallel world. The reason I was able to fuse with Arthur’s power was because of what happened in that Holy Grail War. And the Servant who appeared as Caster class that time was Morgan.”

"Varied----"

"Furthermore, after the Holy Grail War ended, she did not disappear, but instead gained a physical body for some reason and had a second life."

"..."

The explosive news that kept popping up from Xia Chuanhu left Mordred somewhat numb.

The one who summoned him was another father, whose sister was the vessel for his resurrection. This sister became the vessel because his mother wanted to resurrect him, and in another parallel world, his mother was given a second life due to the Holy Grail War...

What is all this?!

Mordred believed she had witnessed enough bizarre things in her life, but none of them were as bizarre as this!

"Master, I... I need to calm down a bit."

After Mordred finished speaking, he became a spirit.

Watching her disappear, Grey slightly lifted her hood: "Brother... I..."

“You’ll have to go through this sooner or later, Grey.” Natsukawa Tora patted her head. “You can’t keep hiding from it. Sooner or later, you’ll have to face the impact this face has on you.”

"I understand."

"It's okay, I'll always be with you, no matter what happens."

Five years ago, Grey's mother and mentor asked Natsukawa to take care of Grey. Although it was just a verbal request without any magical effect, Natsukawa had already decided to stick to it.

Until the day Grey decided to leave him.

"Brother, um... I have something I'd like to ask you."

As if making a huge decision, Grey hesitated for a long time before saying this to Natsukawa Tora.

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The rooftop of the hotel.

Mordred was leaning on the railing, looking down at the London night view.

"This is Britain now..."

Very beautiful—Modred didn't hold back her opinion.

Although Camelot was a beautiful place in her eyes, it was still a city from a thousand years ago, and it couldn't compare to a modern city. Moreover, in Mordred's memory, her memories of Camelot were mostly about her last moments before her death and her relationship with her father.

As for the rest, I've almost forgotten them all.

"If Father were to see what Britain looks like a thousand years from now, I wonder what kind of expression she would have."

"Miss Mordred."

"Ugh—!"

The sudden sound of Grey's voice behind him startled Mordred. Turning around to look at Grey standing behind him, Mordred was silent for a moment, then scratched his head somewhat bewildered: "What? Is something wrong?"

"Um... um... I'd like to talk to you about something."