Preface: This part in the animation is also quite different. To be honest, the novel feels better. If you have read it, you can skip it.
In Bucharest, in the cemetery of the Stavropoleos Church, Lion Jie also successfully summoned his servant.
"—So, you are my master?"
The short knight, who was covered in steel, asked. Although his voice was clearly heard through his helmet, Shishi Jie nodded and stretched out his hand.
"My name is Lion Jie Jie Li. I am your master. Please take care of me."
"Is this a cemetery? You really summoned me to a disgusting place."
The hand he extended was ignored. Shizijie scratched his head and said in defense:
"Yeah, even if you say so... Anyway, this is like home to me."
"Were you born in a cemetery?"
"I spent my youth among corpses."
Having said that, the knight nodded to show his understanding.
"I see. You are a necromancer?"
"That's right. So, you are Saber, right?"
Looking at the sword in the knight's hand, Lion Jie asked this.
"That's nonsense. If you can see me as a caster or an assassin, there must be something seriously wrong with your eyes and brain."
"It seems that there really are such assassins in the world." (Wang Hassan, I'm talking about you.)
"Could it be that I drew a stupid Master?"
"No, no, you have drawn the best Master, Saber. I, Shishi Jiejieli, am conceited and worthy of being your master's first-class Master."
"Hmph, I wonder if you're only good at talking."
"Let's get back to the point, Saber. First of all, can you tell me your real name? By the way, why is it that even though I'm the Master, I can't see part of your attributes?"
Usually, when the Master and the Servant meet face to face, they can obtain some information, such as physical strength, endurance and other attributes, as well as valuable information such as skills. This is a very valuable treasure in the formulation of strategy.
Therefore, the first thing that Masters check is naturally the Servant they summoned. Only by understanding their various indicators can they refine the strategy of how to fight.
However, although the basic parameters of the knight in front of him could be confirmed, the inherent skills and Noble Phantasm data as the personality of the Heroic Spirit were all blocked and could not be read.
"It's because of this helmet. I'm taking it off now."
As soon as Saber finished speaking, the helmet covering her face was disassembled and integrated into the armor. Facing the elegance of "her" that was revealed, Shishi Jie was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.
"Is it a woman?"
No, maybe it was a boy. In any case, he was a very young person. Maybe because she was too surprised, she accidentally let the words slip, which made her mood suddenly worse. But Shizijie didn't notice this.
"Don't let me hear that a second time."
"What?"
The cold words filled with murderous intent brought Shizijie back to his senses.
"Next time, call me a woman. I can't guarantee that I can control myself."
Saber's glowing eyes expressed his murderous intent. It seemed that he was serious, Shishizhe muttered instinctively.
"Sorry, sorry. I won't say it again."
Raising his hands, Lion Jie apologized honestly.
Although Saber's face was distorted by anger, her mood seemed to have improved. She took a deep breath and whispered with a slightly disappointed expression:
"I forgive you. Don't talk about this topic again in the future. Remember this."
"OK. So what is your real name—"
"Hmm? What's going on, Master? I don't know what catalyst you used, but didn't you summon me here with me as your target? I know your real name without you telling me."
"Ah, no, this is what the catalyst uses."
While dodging the gradually unfolding magic circle, Shishi Jie threw the catalyst to her. Saber caught it and looked at it with a surprised expression.
"What the hell is this?"
"It's the round table. The one you knights used."
Saber's mood, which had temporarily improved, immediately took a sharp turn for the worse.
She smacked her lips, and without hesitation, shattered the holy relic, which was probably nowhere to be found, with the sword in her hand.
"Hello!"
Saber used her armor to trample on the thing that had literally turned to sawdust.
"How despicable! I never thought I would be summoned with something like this!"
Judging from her expression, she really hated the round table from the bottom of her heart.
That's strange, thought Lion Jie. For the Knights of the Round Table, it should be a place for chatting and laughing. Although the Knights of the Round Table eventually became antagonistic, that was not their original intention.
Since you have such hatred towards this round table, then—
Lion Jie immediately thought of her real name. If there was any knight who hated the Round Table so much, it must be the only Knight of the Round Table who had clearly betrayed the King of Knights.
"Saber. Is your real name Mordred?"
Mordred frowned slightly at Lion's question. Her real name was guessed because of her actions just now, which made her look a little embarrassed.
But she still declared in a resolute tone:
"That's right. My name is Mordred, and I am the only legitimate heir to the Knight King Arthur Pendragon."
"You betrayed me, didn't you?"
Facing the criticism from Shishi Jie, Saber's face suddenly turned red and she declared:
"Ah, that's right. I did rebel. The king never acknowledged my ability. In terms of swordsmanship and political tactics, I was equal to the king - no, I should have surpassed her. But the bastard king refused to let me take the throne because of my background."
The cold voice was not due to suppressing the impulse, but the opposite. The anger and hatred that made her whole body tremble were living in her body.
Her origin - it is said that Mordred was the illegitimate child born between King Arthur and his sister Morgan, which is too fatal.
"So I betrayed him and sent him on his way. I wanted to show that king that his rule was meaningless."
That's right. According to the legend, it was this Mordred who pushed King Arthur to his death. Even though he was pierced through the body by the Holy Lance, this Mordred still dealt King Arthur the fatal blow.
The dying King Arthur threw the holy sword back into the lake and went to the fairyland. Mordred died on Camlann Hill. The only thing that was passed down was the notoriety of a rebellious knight.
"Huh. So, Saber, your wish is to become king?"
For Mordred, who was refused the throne, becoming the king was undoubtedly her wish that she should ask the Holy Grail to fulfill. However, Mordred responded to the words of the Lion with a sad tone:
"No, that's wrong. I don't want to use the power of the Holy Grail to become king. Even if I ascend the throne, my father will never approve of it. My wish, Master, is to allow myself to challenge the Sword of the Chosen, that's all."
"The Sword of the Chosen One? Is that the sword that King Arthur is said to have drawn?"
Saber nodded. That's right, it is said that when King Arthur was a teenager, he pulled out the sword that no strong man in the country could challenge successfully, and thus gained the qualification to become king.
If Mordred drew the sword, her qualification to be king would indeed be recognized. However, there was a fatal flaw in his wish.
"—Hey, can I ask a question?"
"Go ahead."
"What if the Holy Grail granted your wish, but you didn't pull out the sword?"
Yes. If you challenge the Sword of the Chosen, there is a possibility that you will not be able to draw it. After all, it is a sword that no man in the country has ever been able to draw. Even if Mordred has inherited King Arthur's bloodline, it is hard to say whether he can draw it.
"You're asking a stupid question, Master. There's no way I can't pull it out!"
However, Saber puffed out her chest and asserted. The pressure contained in her voice was indeed worthy of a king. Perhaps she could easily draw the sword.
"Then, Master. Please give us your instructions. Where is the enemy we need to defeat?"
"Don't worry."
Lion Jie calmed down Mordred who was urging with an excited voice.
"Haven't you heard the proverb 'haste makes waste'?"
"Who cares about that? I was summoned here to kill seven enemies!"
It seemed that she had been given knowledge related to this Holy Grail War.
"That's true. It's unclear what the current situation of the seven people on the other side is."
At this time, a faint sound of flapping wings was heard in the sky.
The two of them looked up at the same time. They saw a gray pigeon perched on the branch. It rolled its eyes, which were unique to birds and showed no emotion, and spat out the piece of paper in its mouth. Once it had completed its task, the pigeon flew away.
As soon as Lion Jie picked up the piece of paper, Saber poked his head out to look at it with interest.
"Is it a familiar?"
"It seems so. It said it wanted to join us soon."
"Who sent it from?"
"Guys who share our interests."
After saying that, Lion Jie crushed the note that read "Tomorrow morning at 9 o'clock, Sighisoara, Church on the Mountain" to pieces.