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"You clearly said you would give the Holy Grail to Ritsuka and me, but now you're here, you're taking action again."

"Have you taken action?!"

"Yes." Mordred nodded. "That big guy named Hercules seems to be his subordinate. He is really terrifying!"

"That strength doesn't seem like that of a normal human being at all!"

"My sword was almost broken by him."

"..."

Although Modred only mentioned a name, Ian could probably guess that the Hercules he was talking about was the giant who had just knocked her away with a punch.

To be fair, that overwhelming advantage is indeed a bit scary.

"I understand."

"That--"

"Where are Ritsuka, Gareth and the others now?"

"Escaped in." Mordred pointed to the sea where night and day intertwined.

"I'll let them go first, and I'll cover their retreat."

"After all—" The girl looked at her father.

"I have to be heroic too."

"..."

Ian didn't say anything else, but touched her head as if in appreciation.

This is the best compliment to her courage.

Encouraged by this, Mordred displayed a rare and adorable expression of squinting his eyes in enjoyment.

When Drake saw this scene full of family love, he seemed to realize something.

but--

This warm scene did not last long.

Because the Argo not only withstood the hail of bullets from the Golden Deer, but also launched a counterattack.

It was a divine-level attack, almost like magic.

The most obvious of these is Hercules' archery.

No.

It couldn't be called archery, but simply the use of extraordinary skills to throw terrifying arrows towards the Golden Deer.

But even this seemingly amateurish method is not easy to resist in reality.

Drake suddenly had a feeling that the Golden Deer was about to sink.

But at this moment——

Ian, the macho man who had just returned from swimming in the sea, stood up.

"We have to fight back." said the man.

"Counterattack?" Drake was stunned.

"Are you going to fire back with the ship's guns?"

"That's about right." Ian raised his hand and pointed to the sky.

"but--"

"I'd rather respond with something like a shooting star."

"what?!"

497. Mordred's Life-Giving Bet/Pegasus Meteor Shower/Shipwreck Ending (4k)

"..."

"..."

The moment Ian said this, Drake and Mordred looked at him almost at the same time.

only--

The attitudes expressed by the two people are not exactly the same.

The former's blue eyes were filled with confusion as to "What nonsense is this guy talking about?"

The latter, however, expressed admiration for "my father can actually do this."

"Wait a moment, Ian." Drake finally spoke out the question in his mind.

"What do you mean by counterattacking with a meteor?"

"You... haven't you been at sea for too long and your brain has been damaged by the wind?"

As an experienced adventurer, Drake knew that the sea was not as gentle as it seemed.

People who stay on the ship for a long time will suffer from various diseases due to the monotony of food, which will cause their health to deteriorate.

Ian's current situation...

It's exactly like that!

"No." Ian shook his head. "I didn't say anything stupid—"

"I really do intend to use Meteor to counterattack."

Ian wasn't lying.

Every experience would inject some kind of ability into his body like data, and this time it was about the call of the Pegasus meteor.

The experience in the Oceanus Sea just now made the man feel the possibility of communicating with it.

This is a method completely different from memory projection. It is more realistic and can better exert the power of meteor showers.

If converted into modern magic, it would probably be classified as the top astronomical magic. To some extent, it is almost a continuation of Olga Marie's lineage.

of course.

In terms of actual destructive effect, it is definitely much stronger.

only--

As the price of driving this power, Ian felt that he not only needed to consume a large amount of magic power, but also had to make considerable preparations before fully releasing it.

This process, especially the chanting, is more like allowing the distant Pegasus to lock onto itself, and then produce the desired effect.

"..."

Drake was silent.

As a navigator in stormy weather, she had long since developed the ability to observe others.

At this moment, Ian's words did not reveal any hint of lying.

In stark contrast to Drake's cautious attitude, Mordred never doubted his father from the beginning.

So now, she only cares about one thing.

"That--"

"Master, how can we help you?!"

"..."

Thinking of the long preparation time before the release of the Pegasus meteor shower, Ian hesitated for a moment, then reached out and put his hand on his daughter's shoulder.

"Xiao Mo."

"This time, can you be my bodyguard?"

"Eh?"

It was the first time that Mordred heard his reliable father speak in such a tone as if he needed help.

In a trance, she seemed to have returned to the afternoon when her biological mother Morgan entrusted her with the sword of inheritance.

The tone I heard back then was almost the same as it is now...

"I see."

Although his condition was not very good, Mordred still slowly climbed up from the deck of the Golden Deer with the help of the Clarent Sword.

"Since the Master needs me—!"

The young knight who spoke these words began to radiate a strong magical power.

That was a technique called "magic release" that he had learned from his adoptive mother, Artoria.

"I will become the sharpest sword!"

What Mordred was pursuing was not something complicated, but words of affirmation.

And now, she actually holds such a treasure.

"..."

Feeling Mordred's burning fighting spirit, Ian stopped hesitating.

He raised his hands, as if calling to heaven.

"Only in the name of Pegasus—"

"Call the meteor that flies with Pegasus—"

Almost as the man began to chant, lightning and thunder began to flash in the sky above Oceanus, and the originally calm sea surface seemed to be suddenly caught in a storm, making bursts of roars and howls.

Countless whirlpools surged in it, like silent warnings.

Drake stared blankly.

The moment her musket was blocked, she had already thought that Ian's strength would be terrifying.

But the captain never expected that he could achieve this level.

This man... is definitely not simple!

Although he felt that his father was doing something very cool, Mordred did not have much time to support him.

Her attention was completely focused on carrying out the protection mission.

“It’s coming—!”

The girl muttered to herself to the Clarent sword in her hand, and then she fought off the arrows thrown by Hercules.

have to say--

Even though Hercules' attack method seems a bit ridiculous, it is still a huge challenge for Modred.

The moment the Clarent Sword touched the arrow, she once again felt the difference in magical power between the two.

but--

The more this happened, the more stubborn Mordred became.

There is nothing that cannot be defeated!

Hadn't I challenged Gawain over 1,700 times back then, and still managed to defeat him, even though he had no chance of winning at the beginning?!

It worked then, and it will definitely work now!

"I will never lose to you!"

"I want to hear my father praise me!"

Modred used his silver sword to block the arrow thrown by Hercules.

Cold sweat broke out on the girl's forehead, but she did not give up.

She moved forward step by step with great difficulty.

"Drink——!"

The girl roared and split the arrow in two right at the tip.