Life As Aozaki Orange

Emiya Shirou responded with such a smile.

Seeing this, Matou Shinji sighed helplessly, walked back from the edge of the rooftop, waved his hand and said, "Going to class, skipping class is not a good choice."

With that, she walked into the stairs and disappeared.

In fact, she didn't plan to commit suicide, but because she was upset because of her dream yesterday, she came to the rooftop to relax.

That's it, that idiot Shirou...and misunderstood and rushed to stop it.

It's stupid enough.

However, she was in a much better mood.

Let's ask something interesting.

Chapter 442 Xiaomo's Approval

"..."

Mordred pushed open the screen door of the balcony, and turned his eyes to Orange leaning against the guardrail. The orange-haired woman called her here alone. She should have something important to talk about.

"Father... What are you looking for from me?"

She turned her cheeks and asked in a low voice.

Although it's a bit shameful, but... In order to make her father recognize her, then she can only treat 'Orange' as her father. Of course, this does not mean that she will call Arturia her mother.

Still, call it... Father.

"Well...there's something."

Cangzaki Chengzi beckoned, and greeted Xiao Mo beside him, and said, "Do you... do you think that as an android, the son of Morgan... is not accepted and hated by 'King Arthur'?"

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

Mordred didn't speak, but clenched his fists subconsciously, the momentum was like burning **** flames, that was the hatred that was suppressed in the heart, how fiery her love for Arturia was, the corresponding... The hatred in her heart.

That's... an abomination that sets a kingdom on fire.

"...What's your opinion?"

After a moment of silence, she did not burst into rage, and asked in a suppressed voice. Now she understands more about King Arthur and finds that... things don't seem to be what she thought at the time.

That's why he suppressed his heart so much... asked calmly.

"You don't have what it takes to be a king. Do you think this comment is wrong?"

Cangzaki Chengzi said with a smile, "Think about it a little bit, you stand in the perspective of King Arthur...Think about it, although it looks like a teenager...but inside is just a child of a few years old, you would think that a child has Can you carry a crumbling country on your back?"

There was a hint of coldness in her voice, but a strange tenderness.

"Little Mo... You should know that your lifespan is very short. One may not live the lifespan of your father's generation. Is it necessary to become...the heir to the throne?"

The rebellious knight standing beside her is a child born by Morgan using magic, and his lifespan is not as long as ordinary people, although it is a bit cruel... But even if Camelot does not go to ruin.

That little Mo... will also kill Artoria first.

"..."

Mordred was silent, raised his hand and looked at his palm. Indeed, if she were King Arthur, she would not hand over the throne to herself, not because of Morgan's son.

She... is just an artificial human, and her lifespan is too short.

And, she doesn't really know how to be a ruler, as a general... that's no problem, but if it's to govern Camelot's crumbling country.

That's...there's no way to do it.

"It seems... Xiao Mo, you have the answer."

Cangzaki Chengzi looked at Xiao Mo, who was a little disappointed, and chuckled: "However, you who inherit the blood of King Arthur... I think you can become a qualified king, but... You need to experience some learning to become a king."

"I can give you a chance. At that time, I will travel back to Camelot through time again. You can try to learn the necessary knowledge of the king, and I can also give you a long life."

She pursed her lips and smiled and said the solution.

"The rest...you just need to work **** your own."

"..."

Mordred bit his lip, feeling a little blocked in his heart, and asked: "Why, why, why do you do this, we actually don't have the emotional foundation that is worthy of your doing."

She doesn't doubt... this orange-haired woman can send her back to the past, and she also believes that the orange can do everything she says, but, really... is it necessary to do all this for her.

To be honest, even if Aozaki Orange killed her... I would understand.

However, she was so kind and gentle to her.

"If you were me, Xiao Mo... I would actually do the same." Aozaki Orange smiled, "Camelo... is a shackle to the girls of 'Artoria', I don't want Artoria to be If I dedicate myself to the country, I will make me feel jealous."

"...Well, then our goals are the same!"

A happy expression appeared on Mordred's face, and her eyes were much closer to Aozaki Orange. She had completely believed Orange's words and had no doubts about it.

"Well... So, we are comrades-in-arms with the same interests"

Cangzaki Chengzi looked at the happy little Mo, and showed a gentle smile: "I'll leave everything to you, the future Lord of Camelot, don't let me down."

"Wait...I'll start learning how to become a qualified king."

Mordred said with a firm gaze.

If she used to say that she was blindly pursuing the recognition of 'King Arthur', now that she has a feasible goal and direction, she is naturally full of motivation.

"Then I...I won't bother you anymore."

Aozaki Orange shrugged slightly, then turned to leave the balcony, but just as she was about to cross the door, a slight and shy voice came.

"Thank you... my father~"

That was Xiao Mo's voice.

Cangzaki Chengzi stagnates for a while, and then continues to walk forward. She just waved her back to Xiao Mo and disappeared after a while.

"..."

Mordred scratched her blushing cheeks, and saw that the oranges had disappeared. She had a lot more recognition for ... Aozaki oranges, her father, and there was no resistance in her heart.

"Next, it's... start the king's study time!"

She sighed softly, patted her cheek for fear, and then ran downstairs excitedly, pulling Lion Tribulation Realm away from the library, looking for all the books on how to become a qualified king.

*

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Left room on the second floor.

Arturia slightly opened the curtains, looked at Xiao Mo who ran out through the glass window, turned her eyes back to the orange sitting beside the bed, and asked doubtfully:

"What... did you tell her?"

"I didn't say anything, I just said some ways to get King Arthur's approval, and the child started to work hard like a treasure."

Beside the bed, Cangqi Chengzi said with a chuckle, "Actually... Xiao Mo's thoughts are really easy to understand. Deep down, she just simply wants your approval. I hope you will admit that she is a child with your bloodline."

"For these, she can make any effort for it."

She spoke casually, revealing Mordred's inner thoughts.

Arturia's delicate and pretty face flashed a touch of emotion. She once devoted all her energy to managing Camelot, but did not know her position in Mordred's heart.

However, her expression soon calmed down.

"Actually... I also considered giving Mordred the succession to the throne. As long as I can show the ability to match the 'king' position, then I am willing to help pave the way."

She came to Chengzi's side and smiled helplessly.

"When I went out, I gave Mordred the responsibility of guarding the kingdom, but I ignored one thing... That is, Mordred is just an immature child."

"Entrusting the country to the bear children...it was my fault."

Chapter 443 Suicide, Rider!

afternoon.

Commercial Street.

crossroads.

A black car blocked all the surrounding roads. Hundreds of tall men in black suits and sunglasses, wearing firearms, stood guard in all directions.

And right in the middle of the road.

An exquisite and gorgeous chair was placed, on which sat a little blue-haired Lolita, wearing a black Lolita costume, her little feet wrapped in black silk were folded together, and her cheek was lazily supported with one hand.

There were two beings standing behind her on both sides. The one on the left was a half-crow and half-human monster, wearing a neat suit and dress, showing a very noble feeling.

On the right is an elegant middle-aged man, dressed like a medieval nobleman, holding a cane inlaid with gems, with a powerful momentum and aristocratic cultivation.

"...Really, it sucks!"

Matou Shinji's delicate and pretty face was full of fear, his heart seemed to be held by an invisible hand, and he even felt that he couldn't breathe, and had a premonition that he would die next.

It's not a lie, she knows the three beings on the opposite side.

Those are the top powerhouses in this world, enough to destroy a country with their own strength. Sitting on the gorgeous little loli is the Death Apostle Princess Remilia, serving on both sides is the ancestor of the Dead Apostle.

To be honest, even if I have Heroic Spirits now... But, facing any of them, I feel that there is not much chance of winning, let alone... Now I have to face three such monsters.

You don't need to think about it, you can know... the outcome of the battle.

Death, death, death, death, death, all are the result of death, whether in power, strength, or even... resourcefulness, there is no advantage.

This is... a near-desperate situation.

"Shinji...don't be afraid."

A firm and gentle voice sounded.

Matou Shinji felt that her hand was being held, and a warm and thick touch entered her heart, soothing her fear, and she shifted her gaze slightly to the man beside her.

That was her best friend... Emiya Shirou.

"No matter what happens, I will protect you. This is my wish to participate in the Holy Grail War. Before I fall, I will never hurt you."

Such a simple guarantee, Emiya Shirou walked slowly to her, projected black and white double-edged blades, and expressed his decision with his actions.

"You know... what is the face?"

Matou Shinji raised his hand and grabbed the corner of Shirou's clothes and asked, and then Emiya Shirou replied: "The ancestors of the two dead disciples and the princess of the dead disciples are all existences that cannot be offended."

Hearing this, Matou Shinji frowned, just wanting to say something, but Emiya Shirou was the first to answer, he smiled bitterly and said calmly.

"To be honest, it's a desperately bad situation."

He naturally knows... how troublesome the three existences on the opposite side are, not to mention the ancestors of the two invincible Death Apostles, even the Death Apostle Princess... Remilia is in extreme trouble.

Although that little princess might not be strong... But, her father and mother are awesome.

"...Really, the show of affection ends here."

In the middle of the crossroads, Remilia was sitting in a chair and waved her hands a little bored, her scarlet eyes staring at the two humans on the opposite side, "As long as the Holy Grail War can be won, no matter what means are used, there is nothing despicable at all. What happens, you should be mentally prepared."

"Ah, I don't want to die!"

Matou Shinji's delicate face appeared helpless, and her sapphire eyes looked around. She was now in the most prosperous part of the commercial street, but there was no extraneous outsider.

Except... the three difficult beings at the full intersection.

All the black-clothed men around are dead disciples, and they are still strong dead disciples. All escape routes are blocked, and it is difficult to find an opportunity to escape.

As for the tourists who were supposed to wander the streets, they were all driven away by capital and magic power.

"I don't want to die...Isn't that a matter of course?"

Remilia waved her hands a little bored, stared at Shinji with scarlet eyes, and asked, "Human, I know your existence, my father said... You are a talent, except that you are not good at magic."

Hearing the sound, Matou Shinji's expression froze, and her heart was pierced by an invisible sword. Regarding the magic talent, it was her eternal pain, even if she now has the magician talent.

However, that was also in exchange for giving up... important things.

"...Are you talking about the pain?"

Remilia blinked her ruby ​​eyes and looked at the gray-white figure of the blue-haired girl across from her. She unexpectedly discovered that... she just had a lot of lethality in her words, and she directly sunk the blue-haired girl with her fighting spirit.