Crossover Anime: Offering Myself as a Sacrifice to the Sword? I Choose to Be the Great Demon King

Upon hearing Gudako's question, Mo Li lowered his head, for even he himself did not know the answer to the question.

"Who knows? Maybe I'll even go back to Chaldea with you!"

"That's great!"

Gudako's eyes lit up, and she clenched her fists with a happy expression.

Mo Li looked at Gudako suspiciously. He seemed to have said something like "not necessarily," so why did he look so happy?

With Mo Li staring at her like that, Gudako realized that she might be getting a little too excited.

"Uh...no, I mean, Mashu will be very happy to hear this news!"

"is it?"

Mo Li approached step by step, the distance between them was only a few centimeters, and Gudako's face instantly turned red.

Feeling Mo Li's breath, Gudako swallowed hard and quickly took a few steps back.

"Um, I suddenly remembered I have something to do, so I'll have to go now, bye!"

After saying that, Gudako left without looking back, but her hands and feet were a little uncoordinated, and she was walking with the same foot on the wrong side.

Mo Li shook his head helplessly. What was going on?

Not long after, Arash, Bedivere, and the others returned with a cart full of wild beasts.

"You've had quite a haul, Beckham!"

"Yes, Master. It was thanks to Arash's help that we were able to catch so many prey."

Bedwell looked up and said, "Although they're both called Bear Grylls, he's clearly not a good wilderness survivalist."

When it was time for the shift change, Arash took over Mo Li's job, while Mo Li went to the rest area.

"What? You guys aren't asleep yet?"

"Yes, Senior said he would wait for you to come back before he would sleep!"

"W-What are you saying, Mashu? That's not true! Absolutely not!"

Gudako's face turned bright red instantly, and she squatted down, holding her head in her hands.

When she looked up again, she found that Mo Li and Mashu had already disappeared.

"Hey, where's Senior Mo Li?"

“He said he had something to discuss with Mashu, and the two of them went out!” Da Vinci replied.

Gudako pouted and lay down in her sleeping bag angrily, turning her back to her.

"I'm going to sleep now!"

On the other side, Mo Li led Mashu to an open space where there was no sound except for the sound of a campfire.

The two stood facing each other, and Mashu asked curiously:

"Senior Mo Li, may I ask what brings you here?"

"Mash Kyrielight!"

"Yes!"

Upon hearing Mo Li call her name, Mashu instinctively stood up straight, a serious expression appearing on her face.

“I noticed it last time in the Holy City, Mash, you seem to have a special affection for the Knights of the Round Table!”

"Yes, actually, I've always had this feeling in my heart that I don't want to be their enemy, I don't want to fight them!"

Mashu lowered her head; she knew it was wrong, but she couldn't change it.

Chapter 469 Alliance, Mashu's Doubts

"So, you don't know the true name of the Servant who ultimately merged with you?"

Mashu nodded slightly; this question had troubled her for countless nights.

At each singularity, she hoped to encounter Servants related to this Heroic Spirit. Unfortunately, although some knew the answer, they all chose to let her find it herself.

"It's understandable that Fujimaru Ritsuka doesn't know, but it's strange that no one in Chaldea knows his real name. According to you, he's not the first Heroic Spirit summoned by Chaldea."

Mo Li frowned. He had originally intended to tell Mashu Galahad's name directly so that she could improve her spirit foundation and increase her combat power.

However, it seems that Leonardo da Vinci and Dr. Roman, among others, do not want to tell her so soon.

"Senior Mo Li, do you know the true name of the heroic spirit with whom I merged?"

"Well, I guess I know, but..."

Before Mo Li could finish speaking, Mashu suddenly stood up and grabbed Mo Li's hands.

The two were only a few centimeters apart, but Mashu's eyes were filled with nothing but thirst for knowledge and hope.

She had been longing for this real name for a long time, and after the director's death, it seemed like everyone was keeping it from her alone.

Just as Mo Li was pondering how to speak, Dr. Roman was also anxiously waiting in front of his computer.

He didn't want Mo Li to reveal the name; he wanted Mashu to discover it herself.

"Senior Mo Li...please tell me...!"

Mo Li took out one hand and placed it on Mashu's head, gently rubbing her hair.

Mashu slowly raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I understand. What I can tell you is that the heroic spirit is a Knight of the Round Table with the same status as Xiao Bei!"

"Knights of the Round Table! Me?"

Mashu stared at Mo Li with an incredulous look, trying to find the answer in his eyes.

It's not wrong to call them Knights of the Round Table; the large shield Mash is holding is the Round Table itself.

"Yes, he was a knight of high moral character who did not boast about his martial skills."

"What is his real name...?"

"The answer is obvious, but I still want you to find the name yourself!"

"Hey, why is that?"

Mashu pouted, clearly annoyed. This feeling of only saying half a sentence was really annoying.

Mo Li simply smiled slightly, gently stroked Mashu's head a few times, and then turned away.

"Go to sleep early, we still need to discuss the alliance with Hassan and the others tomorrow!"

Watching Mo Li's retreating figure, Mashu sniffled and then followed closely behind him.

"Tell me, Senior Mo Li..."

Silent all night.

The next day, Moli, Gudako, and the others found Hassan the Cursed Arm and asked to form an alliance with them.

Hassan, the Cursed Arm, stood with his arms wrapped around his chest, his face full of hesitation.

"—Oh, so you want to fight alongside us?"

“That’s right, you’ve seen our fighting strength too. It’s enough to fight against the Knights of the Round Table under the Lion King.”

"Hahaha, what a strange thing. We are refugees who are struggling to survive. Do you really think we would fight against the Lion King's army?"

Hassan the Cursed Arm smiled slightly, but did not admit that he was going to fight against the Lion King.

Mo Li glanced at him disdainfully, stretched out her right hand, and fired a beam of light at the haystack behind him.

With a loud "boom," the haystack was blown open, revealing the military equipment inside.

Countless weapons fell to the ground, making a series of loud noises.

Mo Li tilted his head and pointed at the weapons on the ground, saying:

"Is this what you meant by not being prepared to fight the Lion King's army?"

With the facts laid bare, Hassan the Cursed Wrist couldn't deny it; he knew he couldn't hide it from the group of people in front of him.

Bedivere then stepped forward and explained:

“Your Excellency Hassan, we discovered your secret military preparations as early as yesterday’s dinner.”

"Sorry, that was a joke. Indeed, we are waiting for an opportunity to retaliate against the Lion King."

Hassan of Cursed Wrist nodded. Rather than having everything exposed by others, he figured he might as well tell the whole story himself.

"Based on various considerations, we have sent mountain elders to hidden villages in various places to accumulate strength. We do indeed hope to gain combat power, but..."

Hassan, the Cursed Arm, hardened his gaze and stared at Bedivere and Mash, saying:

“I cannot easily accept you, even if you are rebels, but with two of you being members of the Round Table, to be precise, I do not trust you!”

Mo Li narrowed his eyes. Could this guy have been eavesdropping on his conversation with Mashu yesterday?

"Hey, you bastard, were you eavesdropping on our conversation?"

Faced with Mo Li's question, Cursed Arm Hassan seemed somewhat at a loss, and kept changing the subject.

"So, what do you all think of today's breakfast? It's a chickpea dish that we're very proud of!"

Has anyone ever told you that you're terrible at changing the subject?

Hearing Mo Li say this, and facing everyone's suspicious gazes, Cursed Arm Hassan coughed awkwardly a few times.

"Ahem, in short, if you want to form an alliance with us, then show us your strength. In order to defeat the demons, you must be prepared to be willing to enslave them!"

"You're really bad. Haven't you had enough of being beaten yet? I won't hold back this time."

Mo Li clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking, and a black aura emanated from his body, sending chills down one's spine.

"Go forth, Lord Arash, but please remember not to use your Noble Phantasm!"

Hassan, the Cursed Arm, pulled Arash, who had been watching from the sidelines, into the battle.

Arash was completely bewildered. "I was just watching the show. I don't think I said I wanted to fight. Besides, Meteor Shower isn't meant for this, and Chen Gongtai isn't here."

"Alright, I'd also like to test Lord Mo Li's skills. Let's get serious!"

"Master, I'm here to help you!"

"Mash, let's go!"

"Ah, finally I can make a move, disciple. Let me show you the power of the great Buddha!"

Gudako and Da Vinci stepped back, making room for everyone. (The money)

Hassan and Arash exchanged a glance and reached a consensus: to take down the strongest one, Moli, first.

But how could Mo Li possibly give them that opportunity?

The next second, Mo Li's figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

Hassan and Arash stood back to back, their eyes scanning their surroundings, on high alert.

"Hey, you two, what are you looking at, Yuan?"

Mo Li's voice rang out from above, and the two of them looked up at the same time, only to see a broken sword falling from the sky.

boom--!

As dust billowed, Hassan the Cursed Arm and Arash seized the opportunity to launch a joint attack on Moli.

Strangely, the moment their weapons touched Mo Li's body, they passed right through him, as if they had struck thin air.

"How can this be……"

The two of them saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes; a human could actually use spirit particle transformation.

"Hehe, it's my turn next!"

Chapter 470 The Legend of King Hassan, News of Little Mordred

Mo Li suddenly appeared in front of the two, activating his Rinnegan Tsukuyomi, and the two immediately stood still.

"The winner has been decided!"

After speaking, Mo Li slowly walked to Gudako and the others' side.

The two of them stood there, frozen in place, eyes closed, motionless, their expressions utterly terrifying, as if they were experiencing some immense pain.