That protagonist is trash; I could do better!

Mordred scoffed, "Even the King of Knights has a day when he serves others."

"I was just thinking that the name 'Rebellious Knight' is well-deserved." Hall smiled meaningfully. Mordred in front of him was just a brat going through his rebellious teenage phase.

Shi Zijie remained silent, showing no desire to participate in this "melee".

"This is really annoying. Once I kill the Knight King and prove my abilities, I'll take care of you, you disgusting bastard, the first thing I'll do."

"Um...two guests." The waiter who came to deliver the food stood awkwardly in place, holding the plates, not knowing what to do.

"let it go."

"Yes."

As the dishes were served one after another, the two sides stopped arguing and began another invisible contest.

A contest of appetite.

Saber has long since adapted to modern life, observing dining etiquette and eating with elegance and composure, but she can devour food at an astonishing speed, finishing the amount of food that would normally take an average person to eat in no time.

"Damn it, she still eats so much." Mordred ate like a wolf, using her hands more than utensils, while glaring at Saber and counting the number of empty plates on each other's plates.

Servants don't need to eat, but eating can speed up the recovery of magic power, and Saber herself also likes food.

Saber had no intention of comparing her appetite with Mordred's, and after finishing the food on the table, she had no further plans to eat.

Hall slowly twirled the tomato spaghetti with his fork and ate a few bites. Seeing the brat's behavior, he found it amusing. After thinking for a moment, he took out a napkin and personally wiped the food crumbs from Saber's mouth.

Saber found Hall's behavior a little strange, but didn't object: "Thank you."

"You bastard!!"

The angry roar came from Mordred at the next table. Her voice echoed throughout the restaurant and attracted the attention of the few customers. Her face was contorted with rage as she glared at Hall, looking as if she wanted to tear him to pieces immediately.

Successfully teased him~

Hall suppressed a laugh: "Saber from the Red Team, may I ask if I have offended you in any way?"

It's not hard to guess what will happen when a spoiled child who longs for his father's love and is incredibly devoted to him sees his father being treated gently by an alien.

Saber frowned and reprimanded, "Lord Mordred, even though we are now on opposing sides, at least be mindful of dining etiquette, shall we?"

Mordred grunted and gritted his teeth, saying, "King of Knights, I don't recall you needing a male servant."

“A male servant? He is not my servant, but my master.”

"If that's the case, why didn't you refuse him just now?"

"This kind of thing is very common in modern times."

"Don't try to fool me. I've also been given modern knowledge by the Holy Grail System. Only lovers would do something like this!"

Saber shook her head: "I lived in the modern world for a while, and my Master is a very important friend to me. Why make such a fuss?"

Mordred sat down angrily, staring intently at Hall.

Hall deliberately added, "Saber, how about we go pick out some clothes together after dinner?"

Click~

Mordred lowered his head, the steel cutlery in his hand snapping in two.

“Master, I have saved the design of the clothes, and I can use magic to weave them normally.”

Hall chuckled and said, "I just wanted you to wear it for me to see."

"Um... if Master wants to see it, that's fine too."

boom!

The table in front of Mordred shattered with a deafening roar. Her body was surrounded by faint, swirling cursed magic, obscuring her expression. Yet, anyone could sense the volcanic fury emanating from her.

Saber frowned: "Lord Mordred, do you intend to start a war with me here?"

"Shut up!"

"Saber, calm down, mind your manners." Shiki-kai Kairi quickly reassured her. He was quite experienced in life and finally saw through Hall's character. Taking pleasure in the suffering of others was definitely the kind of person who was mentally ill. But there were quite a few magicians with such twisted personalities.

After a long silence, Mordred answered with humiliation, "I know."

Soon, the restaurant manager came over to inquire about the situation. After everyone paid their bills, Hall and Saber continued shopping.

Not far from Hall, Lion Robber Jie Li and Mordred carefully concealed their presence and followed him.

Lion Jie Li shook his head, rubbing his forehead, his voice filled with exhaustion: "Why did I have to do this kind of thing?"

Mordred cautiously peeked out from behind the wall, watching Saber and Hall merge into the crowd: "They are enemy Servants, and tracking them to gather intelligence is also something we need to do."

"You just want to do it this way, don't you?"

"Wordy."

Shizi Jieli waved his hand and said, "Then we'll split up. I'll go back to the inn first. If you gather any important intelligence, report it directly. Also, we must retreat before nightfall and avoid causing any trouble. Understand?"

"What a hassle."

"If necessary, I will use a Command Spell to summon you back. That's all."

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Hall and Saber weaved through the crowd.

Saber protested, "Master, why are you doing this?"

"what?"

"Lord Mordred has already developed murderous intent towards you."

“Isn’t that obvious? I am the Master of the Black Faction, and she is the Servant of the Red Faction.”

"You know what I'm talking about. If war really breaks out in a place like that, it will involve a lot of innocent civilians."

Hall smiled meaningfully, "She is clearly a rebellious knight, but she is surprisingly fond of the King of Knights. Don't worry, the Master exists to restrain the Servant. Besides, they are the 'righteous' side, the mercenaries of the Mage's Association. Her Master will not easily allow her to violate the principles of a mage."

“Even so, there was no need to do that just now. I may not know Lady Mordred very well, but now I understand her feelings to some extent.”

"Anyway, there's nothing to do during the day." Hall led Saber's little hand into the mall: "This way."

Saber, slightly resigned, did not break free and followed Hall inside.

Without needing to search deliberately, Hall and Saber could sense Mordred's Servant aura behind them. It seemed that Mordred was quite shaken, to the point that he couldn't even hide his aura.

Upon arriving at the clothing store, Hall had Saber try on various clothes, claiming they might come in handy later.

After Saber pulled out the Sword of Kings, her body stopped growing, revealing her slender figure. She was a natural clothes hanger, and everything she wore looked perfect on her.

The cuteness of Gothic dresses, the simplicity of casual wear, the elegance of evening gowns, the youthfulness of girlish skirts, the vitality of sailor suits, and so on.

Hall had a great time watching, and the more violent Mordred's aura became, the happier Hall felt.

Mordred sat in the café across from the clothing store, watching Saber and Hall walk out hand in hand, and growled angrily, "What did that bastard do to the King of Knights!"

She didn't know why she was so agitated. Despite harboring intense hatred for the Knight King, seeing her current girlish demeanor made her inexplicably restless and agitated.

"Why didn't you refuse him, King of Knights? Where has your dignity gone? Do you really want the Holy Grail that badly?!"

"Why do you smile like that? You are a king! A king who doesn't understand people's hearts!"

"hateful!"

boom!

Mordred slammed her hand on the table in frustration, and the poor table, unable to withstand the Servant's power, shattered, drawing surprised glances from the shop assistants and customers.

Chapter 185 A Greeting from the Goddess of Venus

Wandering aimlessly through the bustling streets.

Hall looked at Saber, who had changed into a white dress, and smiled, "How is it?"

"How... what do you mean by Master?"

“The clothes,” Hall said, pointing to Saber’s white dress.

Saber lifted her skirt and twirled gracefully in front of Hall, smiling slightly. "It's very beautiful, similar to the court attire I've seen before. It's not difficult to wear, but it doesn't seem to suit me very well. If a battle breaks out, the long skirt will be a burden."

"You're too nervous. It's daytime now, and it's not a time to decide a winner. No magician would choose to operate in broad daylight."

"Underestimating your opponent is a major taboo."

"There's absolutely no date vibe."

"Huh, are we on a date?"

"When a man and a woman go shopping together, pick out clothes, and eat together, doesn't that count as a date?" Hall replied seriously. Saber's serious personality and Mordred's mischievousness made it fun to tease them and just observe their reactions.

Saber shook her head speechlessly: "But I am just a Servant, and I am more suitable to be a bodyguard than a date. As for a Master, Irisviel would be more suitable as a date, or Rin would also be suitable, as she has a lively personality."

"They are no longer in this world."

“That’s true… Is it really okay for Master to leave her alone?” Saber asked, her brows furrowed and her expression uneasy. She walked alongside Hall, sensing Mordred’s presence behind her and repeatedly asking.

"Isn't it fun to just pretend we didn't notice her?"

“I don’t think teasing others is a fun thing. My Master’s personality is too awful.”

"Haha, we've eaten and played enough, now it's time to go back to the restaurant and take the packed food home."

"I also think it's safer to go back, but this dress isn't suitable for riding a motorcycle."

The two arrived at the underground parking garage where the motorcycles were parked. Saber had transformed back into a black suit, an outfit that Irisviel had chosen for her and one of her favorite looks.

Not far from the underground parking garage, Mordred watched the motorcycle leave with a frustrated expression. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the street lamp next to him, then kicked it hard, mistaking it for Hall.

boom! boom! boom!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

"asshole!"

The poor streetlights couldn't withstand the Servant's power; the glass shattered, and the metal pole was kicked askew.

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The locomotive left the city of Tulifas and entered the highway leading to Yggdrasilena Castle. This highway was built by the Yggdrasilena clan, and no one other than the members of the Yggdrasilena would use it.

The motorcycle sped along, and only the dull sound of its engine could be heard on the road.