Chapter 2005：

"Funny?"

"Yeah. It's just that it's so solemn all of a sudden... I know that elder brother is the king, but you see, there are only a few of us? Don't make it so solemn, right?"

Before Shilang answered, Merlin smiled and said, "You don't understand, Abi. The rule is to stand up first so that you won't panic when there are more people in the future. Are you right, Gneville?"

Mei Lin blinked at Shiro, who also smiled.

Although it was a non-recyclable garbage, Merlin really understood him.

At this time, Mordred walked out of the temple.

"I guessed that you were about to start integrating your forces, but as soon as I came out, you were already integrated. Damn! Obviously I was the most suitable candidate!" Mordred looked at Shirou unwillingly.

"Oh?" Shi Lang raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Then you are not lucky."

Gama stared at Mordred and wanted to ask her about Ector, but felt that the export was quite inappropriate now, so he refused to say it.

However, Gaetia would not have this taboo. He looked at Mordred and asked directly: "Do you have the power to kill the Holy Apostle?"

Mordred smiled and nodded, "Yes."

She took out the star cup, "This is my strength!"

Both the Pandoragon Saint Apostle and Bedwell subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the star cup.

"Mordred...!"

Shi Lang frowned, and he saw the third eye above the star cup, the Eye of Ultimate, which had been closed tightly. He even opened a trace of the eye, and he couldn't help but worry.

"It's okay, you think I can't get out of the death of the dynasty? Huh, who am I? I am Mordred! Instead of thinking about the useless mess, it is better to think about it, I Mastered the power that can recapture the history we created!"

Mordred waved the star cup in his hand, and the smile on his face was full of vitality and vigor.

Merlin was speechless.

He watched Mordred grow up, but he also witnessed her step into destruction.

How much courage and awareness is needed to be able to smile so calmly?

No.

Perhaps, it’s not courage and consciousness at all, it’s just hiding that you don’t want others to worry about, right?

That child is such a person.

Merlin didn't know what to say.

Mordred turned his head and looked at Bedwell: "Bedwell..."

"I'm sorry, King Mordred. Please don't talk to me now. I don't know how to face you." Bedwell turned his head.

Self-doubt, persistence, remorse, firmness, guilt... Numerous emotions made him feel confused, unable to face Mordred who killed Aktor.

Mordred: "..."

Mordred nodded and turned around: "Well, I see."

She will try to minimize her presence in front of Bedwell.

She looked at the crowd and said with a smile: "We should really think about when their next attack will be. Leader, what do you think..."

Mordred looked at Shirou, but Shirou did not answer, but took her into a silent embrace.

"You are... I'm really, it's okay." Mordred lowered his head.

Gentle embrace.

A soothing embrace.

Wordless, embrace.

"Boom!"

There was a sudden violent shaking of the entire ground.

Ambrosius' complexion changed: "I came so soon? No...impossible! This, this kind of reaction! How is it possible! There is such a form of existence!"

As if perceiving something very incredible, Ambrosius showed an incredible face.

Chapter 41—Aristotle of the Empire

"Boom!"

As if a rather terrifying existence is coming, the mountain goblin is escaping, and the water goblin is flying away in panic.

The entire Tirnano was shaking violently.

"——!!!"

Bedwell, who was depressed by Ector's death, suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed with shock: "This wavelength—"

"——It's Galahad!" The Saint Pendragon laughed: "Galahad was actually dispatched directly. It's really an Aegean rule. It's a neat and tidy move!"

"Galahad..."

Mordred raised his brows, staring blankly at the Holy Apostle Pendragon.

Shirou turned his head, looked at Gaia in the light screen, and asked, "Gaia, is Galahad the only one who has invaded?"

"Yes."

Gaia nodded, then paused, and reminded with a serious face: "But the wavelength of this Galahad is comparable to El Quette. Gneville, be careful!"

Shiro nodded, turned his head, looked at Ambrosius, and said calmly: "Ambrosius, please send Galahad to the dense forest to the north."

"Good." Ambrosius nodded.

Shiro turned his head again, looked at the three members of the council, including Getia, Gama, and Abigail, and said seriously: "Getia, please go to the jungle in the north to ambush Galahad."

Gettia nodded, then frowned and asked, "What about you and Merlin?"

Shirou said calmly: "Galahad is no matter how strong it is, but after knowing that Mordred's sword can kill'eternal,' it is impossible for the empire to send Galahad alone."

"Do you think Galahad is just the vanguard?" Gamo asked with a frown.

"Yes," Shiro nodded, then glanced at Mordred, "and the real purpose of this attack is very likely..."

Shirou didn't finish what he said, but everyone knew what he meant. Mordred's sword is known so far, the only means that can kill the empire. From a common sense, the empire with absolute superiority will naturally stifle the cradle of this only flaw and threat.