Anchor, Stop Pretending, You're in Chaldea - Chapter 74

Oh no!

A strange fluctuation of Magical Energy spread outward from the Demon God Pillars.

All the Servants attempted to avoid it, but had no idea what was happening.

“Everyone, be careful!”

Johanna quickly had Tonbi create a web to resist in front, but the Magical Energy easily passed through the silver web and spread out.

Afterwards, a rhythmic sound began to continuously resonate in everyone’s minds.

“This is… music?”

Mordred stopped the sword in her hand, and the sound inexplicably echoed in her mind as well.

The surroundings gradually darkened.

“What kind of trick are you playing? Are you one of those self-proclaimed musicians? My father has met many of these frauds.”

Mordred immediately swung her sword towards the body of the Demon God Pillars in front.

“Clang————————!!!!”

Suddenly, another sword blocked her attack.

Wa-“————————?!”

This sword continuously emitted a golden radiance, clearly a Holy Sword.

“Excalibur?!”

In Mordred’s widened eyes, she saw that familiar face.

The girl with her golden hair tied up, clad in knight armor, holding the Holy Sword that emitted endless radiance.

“Father? Why are you here…”

The strength in Mordred’s hand weakened, and she was directly repelled by King Arthur.

“Father, look, even if you don’t acknowledge me, this sword acknowledges me as the heir to the throne!”

Mordred excitedly raised Clarent in her hand, showing it to King Arthur.

The dazzling white soft light of Clarent was the proof of being recognized as the “king.”

“That’s right, I am the true heir of Britain!!!”

“Mordred, the game of make-believe is over.”

However, King Arthur coldly pointed the Holy Sword in his hand at Mordred.

“You merely forcefully took this sword from the treasury, you’re nothing more than a thief.”

“A th… thief?”

Mordred’s joyful expression froze upon hearing those two words.

“What are you saying, Father! I have been acknowledged by this sword!!!”

Mordred raised Clarent in her hand, but in the next second, the black aura on the sword suddenly erupted and coiled around Mordred like a venomous snake.

“————————？！”

Mordred struggled hard to break free, but it was in vain as the dark aura continued to tightly coil around her body.

“Mordred, your existence is the enemy of Britain. I will completely eliminate you here!!!” King Arthur gripped the Holy Sword with both hands, staring at Mordred with a cold gaze as she continued to struggle.

“Why, why do all my efforts go unrewarded, why!!!” Mordred’s eyes, filled with anger, were bloodshot.

“Answer me, Arthur!!!” Then Mordred swung the pitch-black Holy Sword with all her might towards King Arthur.

“Clang——————————!!!” Her attack was easily blocked.

Mordred attacked again and again, with her strength increasing each time.

“Arthur!!!” An enraged Mordred raised the now pitch-black Holy Sword, preparing to unleash her Noble Phantasm.

“Mordred!!!” Suddenly, a voice called out to her.

This voice felt so familiar…

“Mordred, wake up!!!” Unable to remember, but this voice unexpectedly made her feel irritated.

“No, Martha, stop her quickly!”

“Understood, Master, wake up already, you Little Rascal!”

Suddenly, a silver light flashed, and Mordred felt like her stomach had been punched hard.

“Ugh…………”

Mordred, who had been pushed back over a meter, held her stomach and shouted ahead:

“Who’s the Little Rascal!!!”

Suddenly, the scenery in front of her changed.

The king who had looked down on her with a haughty gaze transformed into Mashu, shielding her with a clenched shield?!

And the one who had punched her was standing right in front of her.

“Ah, did I use too much force just now? Oh no, I hope Master won’t blame me later. What should I do…”

Martha looked over with an expression that said, “You messed up.”

“What is happening to me…”

Mordred sat on the ground, completely puzzled.

“You were affected by Amdusias’ Magecraft and seem to have fallen into a dream, but luckily everything is fine now.”

Bai Qiu, who hurried over, saw that Mordred had regained her senses and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“A dream?”

It was only then that Mordred reacted.

“So, that king was just my imagination… but a thief, huh…”

She smiled bitterly.

Looking at Clarent, whose radiance had already faded by her side.

“Indeed… in the eyes of the king… I am always an unmentionable taboo…”

“No, you are not a thief.”

Bai Qiu stood in front of Mordred.

“Master?!”

“Although you obtained this sword by seizing it, it is because you did not continue to bury it, but instead let its original glory shine again. King Arthur will not reprimand you for such a small matter.”

“But it is a fact that I took this sword, and Father the King has never acknowledged me as the heir to the throne…”

Mordred shook her head and smiled helplessly.

“Perhaps my thoughts were too naive. Father the King… I’m afraid she has never looked at me directly even once…”

For herself, the forbidden child, Father the King would never acknowledge her.

“Mordred, do you know how King Arthur became the king?”

Bai Qiu suddenly became serious.

“Of course, it’s because she pulled out the Holy Sword…”

“No, it’s because she had already prepared herself to bear the fate of being a king before she pulled out the Holy Sword, and she possessed the aura of a king!”

“King Arthur carried the wishes of all of Britain and finally pulled out the Holy Sword to become the king. Before that, no one acknowledged her. And what you have to do is make her understand that you also have the aura to become a ‘king’!!!”

“—-?!”

“Everything you are experiencing now is to make yourself the person with the aura of a ‘king’. When you meet King Arthur again, proudly show it to her!”

Bai Qiu’s words seemed to be filled with boundless courage.

“Ah, that’s right, before becoming the king of Britain, no one could have imagined that such a girl would pull out the Holy Sword! Father the King must be just like me, not understood by the world!”

These words reignited the hope in Mordred, whose eyes had already dimmed.

“That’s right, as long as I continue to grow stronger, I can prove it to Father the King! Prove that I also have the aura to become a ‘king’, not needing her acknowledgment, but showing it to her!”

Bai Qiu reached out her hand towards Mordred, who was sitting on the ground.

“So, can you still fight?”

“Ah, of course! Who said you’re my Master!!!”