Life As Aozaki Orange

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at the same time.

On a flight from London to Japan.

"Really, that orange guy is really bad fun."

Arturia sighed slightly, and her green eyes turned to the plane outside the window. She had no intention of contacting this Holy Grail War, but she got the information that Mordred was summoned.

Then there is no other way, this time she has to go to Fuyuki City, Japan in person.

Chapter 396 For the happiness of the king

Things are getting weirder.

Grey raised her head slightly and looked at the blonde girl who led the way. It was the legendary rebellious knight Mordred, who caused Camelot to fall apart and King Arthur died.

To be honest, from her standpoint, she should hate Mordred, and even if she fully liberates the holy spear and kills Mordred, it is a matter of course in people's eyes.

However, she did not have the urge to kill Mordred, nor did she have any desire to fight, and she even wanted to avoid this fight.

As for the reason, she is not very clear.

Maybe it was because she was too slow, or maybe she didn't have much real sense. Even if she forced herself to raise hostility, it was difficult to raise the so-called killing intent.

However, this will not work.

Whether it was Miss Lenis or Lord Bedwell, they had solemnly told her that they could not coexist with Mordred, it was like a relationship between ice and fire.

Therefore, the killing intent must be brought up.

However, if Mordred is an enemy, then Mr. Orange should have wiped out Mordred last night. After all, Mr. Orange and His Majesty Arturia have a very special relationship.

Well, since Mr. Cheng Zi didn't do it... there might be some special reason.

"Hey...Grey, I have something to say."

A slightly wary voice.

And listening to this, Grey walked out of the state of distraction. She lifted the birdcage in her hand and stared at the box that existed inside, which was a magic dress called Yade.

Shicai's voice was uttered by Yard.

"What's the matter, Yard?"

she asked.

"If a conflict breaks out later, don't hesitate to fight with all your strength!"

Yard said it very seriously, even with an unquestionable feeling: "Although it is a bit ugly, but you have no room to keep your hands in front of Mordred!"

Saying so, his voice fell a little.

"If the fight can't go on, then let Bedwell delay the time, and you and Lenis get out as soon as possible to find the woman Aozaki Orange."

"As long as you get to that woman, it's safe."

This is telling the truth. If you want to fight...Grey is incomparable to Mordred who has experienced a lot of battles, not to mention the comparison of fighting will, the disparity between them almost doesn't need much.

Therefore, even if you don't like the woman Aozaki Chengzi, choosing to take refuge with Aozaki Chengzi is the best solution you can get now.

Of course, using Lungominiad at full strength is another matter if Grey can have the same awareness.

"..."

Grey nodded slightly.

Even the stupid she could hear a message that Yade had no confidence in her victory, even if they were superior in numbers, but if the enemy was Mordred, it was another matter.

That is the legendary rebellious knight, and his strength is definitely not to be underestimated.

"Ha... If you want to run away, now is the best time."

Walking in front, Mordred waved his hands with his back to everyone: "However, you should have expectations for the magic dress called Yade, thinking that he has the power to defeat me."

"However, sometimes even if you have the strongest spear in your hands, if the user is too weak...it doesn't make any sense."

Saying so, she raised her hand and touched her abdomen lightly, as if feeling a dull pain. There was once a holy spear pierced through her abdomen, taking the life of her rebellious knight.

The legendary holy spear Lungominiad never thought that his father would give this to a girl named Grey.

This kind of treatment... is almost the same as a 'pro-daughter'.

"Escape, is it difficult... Your Highness Mordred, do you want to kill your sister?"

Suddenly, Lenis stared at Mordred and asked with a smile. She was observing the reaction of the rebellious knight, and wanted to know how much hostility this legendary rebellious knight had towards Grey.

Subsequently.

She saw Mordred suddenly stop, and then, as if nothing had happened, he continued to walk forward, and there was a vicious laughter.

"It's a stupid question. Even if it's my father, I raise a rebellious sword. Do you think I will show mercy to the so-called younger sister?!"

That's right, she was the culprit in the history of King Arthur's death, such a vicious existence... What reason would there be to let the so-called younger sister die?

Even if an ordinary person thinks with his toes, he will get the result of merciless beheading.

Therefore, people who can ask such questions either have unrealistic expectations, or they want to use her guilt for killing her father to suppress her fighting spirit.

However, the result of doing so... will only make her even more angry.

"Yes, not necessarily."

Lenis smiled slyly. Although she was the weakest being in the field in terms of her fighting ability, she was able to play with anyone in the field when it came to grasping people's hearts politically.

Therefore, she has long discovered one thing... This legendary rebellious knight may not be as mature as she imagined, but rather gives her a childish feeling.

However, it is too early to draw conclusions.

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After a while.

On a deserted hill.

"Just here!"

Mordred grinned, put the sword on his shoulder, and looked at Grey with a fierce look. The meaning of attack almost didn't need to be spoken, and there was no room for conversation.

"Use that thing."

As she said that, she turned her eyes to the cage that Grey was carrying.

But, right now.

"No, your opponent is me!"

Bedwell walked out with a serious look, protecting Grey and Lenis behind him, and then drew his sword to face Mordred, the rebellious knight.

"Interesting, don't you have a way to measure the gap between the enemy and us!"

Mordred raised his sword and pointed at Bedwell: "Then let me help you recognize that nothing can compare to my cruel fact!"

Among the Knights of the Round Table, Bedwell's strength is not excellent. Although he is much stronger than ordinary knights, it pales in comparison to the strong ones in the Knights of the Round Table.

"...Even so, I have no reason to retreat!"

Bedwell replied like this, and his expression did not waver at all. He had to protect His Royal Highness Grey. Now that the 'King' has finally achieved happiness, no one will be allowed to destroy it.

If Her Royal Highness Grey is injured or dies, it will inevitably destroy the happiness that the 'King' has obtained in this era.

Therefore, no matter what happens, we must protect the happiness of the king.

"Tsk...I understand."

Mordred stunned, she had already confirmed one thing, if you don't beat Bedwell, then don't want to attack Grey.

Although I don't know why, Bedwell's protection of Grey was unexpectedly heavy.

Chapter 397 The eldest lady of the local tyrant

Hoiqunhara Gakuen Elementary School.

"Everyone, don't crowd in!"

Illya let out a sound that sounded like a groan. She opened her arms to protect Remilia from behind her, defending her classmates who were approaching enthusiastically.

However, it is clear that the effect is not large.

"Miss Rich, I've only seen this on TV!"

"Is this really... Illya's sister, she looks like a noble."

"...This, this, this is the eldest lady!!",

The surrounding students were even more excited, and instinctively wanted to get close to this, so they came to get close to the eldest lady. It was the first time they had met, and the principal was respectfully brought to the front of the class by the principal.

Moreover, this eldest lady is also Illya's younger sister, so as Illya's friends, they don't have so many scruples and fears.

So, with the thought of seeing the stars, they came together one after another.

"...Haha, my sister has so many friends."

Remilia blinked, looking at Illya who was in a hurry to protect her, she couldn't help but smile, although things were a little unexpected, but it didn't feel bad.

The reason why she came here is that since her sister has already escaped to the school, she will take the opportunity to see her sister's school life.

But, unexpectedly... Illya-san was watching.

"This eldest lady... is she really your sister, Illya?"

At the very front, a little girl with short blond hair and a ball head tied, with an incredible expression on her face, grabbed Illya's shoulders and shouted in disbelief.

Even she... can see that Remilia is unusual, her natural extravagance, and her graceful manners, just like the noble lady in the movie.

No, to be more precise... She is more like a lady than the noble ladies who played.

Although the identity has never been introduced, but in the process of contact, it is natural to understand that the identity of the other party is not simple.

Also, even if you are dull and can't sense these things, because of Remilia's cute face, she can't help but want to get closer.

How to describe it, it is just like the fairy's dreamy appearance in the legend.

"Of course, Illya and I are sisters without a doubt!"

Remilia raised her chest slightly and said something of course: "Illya and I are relatives with blood ties, there is nothing to question about this."

"Ah... But, Illya is just a child of an ordinary family."

Confused, the blond ball-headed girl blinked and asked, "If you are sisters... what's the matter with this rich man's breath?"

"The smell of rich people? What is that?"

Remilia blinked, feeling a little unclear, so she really didn't know what kind of rich person's breath she had in her body, if you talk about breath... it should be the breath of the true ancestor.

"That's it."

The girl with the blond hairball head, with her arms folded over her chest, replied thoughtfully, "It seems that people who are not bad for money, even have no money-oriented role."

"No, no, what are you talking about, Longzi!"

Illya waved her hands hurriedly, her delicate face full of guilty conscience: "Don't talk about such illusory things, characters like money are not only in the comics, don't they?"

"But, your sisters... the gap is indeed a bit big."

Long Zi stared at Illya with suspicious eyes, and said, "You see that your sisters have different hair colors, and the difference in temperament is even bigger."

"…"

Ilya fell silent.

How should she explain it? Could it be that she is a half-sister? Explaining along the topic, she feels that things are going to get worse, and maybe it will be exposed at that time. Orange mother is a scumbag.

"So, don't we have the same eye color?"

Remilia took a step forward, raised her finger and pointed at her eyes: "Don't you see that we all have red eyes, the hair color is just genetically different."

"That's right, Longzi, you are too fussy."

As if to agree, a girl with black double ponytails and glasses walked out. She stretched out her hand and grabbed Long Zi's head, and came over with a smile:

"Sometimes it's very rude to explore a lady's secret."

"The head is about to crack!!"