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Chapter 72: June 2004 Story of the Servants (1)

Mordred

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I was happy I could be with Papa Mama.

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Well, the others are annoying…, but among them, Lancelot has changed too much.

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"Is that not Sir Mordred?"

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"……. So you've quit being a knight and are working as a butler now…."

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Lancelot, perhaps because he aged, had grown a butler-like mustache and was active in butler attire.

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"Ahem…, I can't exactly answer 'It's to watch over the lovely King's figure.' Although the cost was tremendous."

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Mordred thought her ears were mistaken and decided to let it go.

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If she understood, she felt she'd have to empty her stomach, so she decided not to understand.

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"A part of the Round Table has gathered, huh?"

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"Yes, a part has gathered…, but it will be a long time before all are gathered…. That's just a hypothesis, though."

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"As a butler, are you good at cooking?"

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"My apologies, but for that, please ask the Red Black Tea. I am merely an assistant butler."

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Mordred was shocked that Lancelot had changed like that.

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He had many incidents and accidents, not just lighting fires of adultery but practically spraying a blast furnace. Anyone who knew Lancelot's true nature might have gouged their eyes out in denial.

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"Anyway, tell me about the Master called Akira."

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"Hmm…, I'd have to say he's an extraordinary person."

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Mordred, thinking it was obvious since he was the one who single-handedly wrecked the Holy Grail War, remained silent for a moment before speaking.

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"……. I know that too?"

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"No, apart from the Holy Grail War, he is extraordinary. His talent isn't particularly great, but he seems to have reached the peak through effort, yet also doesn't. To be precise, it's ambiguous, but should I say he doesn't discriminate in means and methods within what he can use? Not that he schemes from behind, I'd say he fights head-on…."

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"Say it so I can understand."

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"Well, to use myself as an analogy, I handle various weapons, right?"

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Mordred thought of Lancelot's Infinity of Mastery and nodded.

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"So, and then?"

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"The Master gives a strong impression of combining magecraft and Infinity of Mastery. He's not particularly strong, but he's the type where if the opponent lets their guard down, they're done for."

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"Hmm… well, I roughly understand."

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Mordred didn't understand at all.

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She was curious about whether he was qualified to have Papa Mama based on the point of not discriminating in means and methods, so she asked. Mordred reached a conclusion.

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'Such a despicable guy can't have Papa Mama! I'll fight him myself this time.'

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Thus began Mordred's rebellion (qualification for Papa Mama).

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For reference, Mordred only thinks Akira is Artoria's Master.

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It was practically stolen…. Because Rule Breaker's performance was too outstanding.

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The result.

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"Hey! Akira, let's have a life-or-death duel."

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"……. What are the stakes?"

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"If I lose, I'll obey your words! Become a slave or anything! But if I win, you die here."

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It was practically saying 'I die or you die,' but Akira looked at Artoria and sighed.

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Artoria had an expression of 'I don't know anything about this' and calmly drank her tea.

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'Jealousy…. A slave, huh….'

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Then, he took out a Geas Scroll and said.

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"Sign here…"

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As if he had already signed, words were written. Mordred's pupils trembled.

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She never imagined he'd prepare so thoroughly….

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'This guy is serious!! What is he trying to make me do? Where does that confidence even come from!?'

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"But the location isn't good……. Can we decide the place to fight later and fight then?"

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"Well, I can accept that. But, why did you prepare a Geas Scroll? Don't you trust me?"

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"Yeah, I don't trust you. Your rebellion ruined Britain, didn't it?"

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At the painfully accurate statement, Mordred fell to her knees.

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The thorough fact was impossible to refute, so Mordred had no choice but to sign.

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"The judge is Artoria, the duel is to the death. Right?"

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"Uh… yeah… but when and where are we fighting?"

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"Shall we find out slowly?"

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When Akira spoke with an expression of 'Did I say right now?', Mordred could only look at him flustered, stuttering, with an expression of being tricked.

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Artoria simply drank a cup of tea, looked at the sky, and smiled.

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Atalanta

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After the Holy Grail War ended, she lived in a convent or orphanage.

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Akira provided identification and money, but not a huge amount.

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At first, she did part-time work, donated to the orphanage, and gave gifts to the children. Funds were at a level where, after living expenses, she gave the rest to the kids.

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Then she became a bounty hunter, handling mages, and later met Shishigou Kairi and roamed the battlefield.

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By appropriately controlling her strength and handling enemies, they thought a talented archer had dealt with them. Afterwards, with the earned money, she looked after the children at the orphanage while living her life.

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For reference, this process started in less than a month. When there was no more money to earn, she personally founded an orphanage and became someone who cared for children.

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In the end, she could save children but couldn't guide them.

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"Kids, drink your water."

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Atalanta said while putting medicine in the water, but it was actually effervescent vitamins, so it was safe. However, if someone saw, they might have reported it to the police.

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She secretly gave it to them every 2-3 days, looking after the children's health, but within a week, she was taken to the police station.

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The reason was simple… residents who witnessed the scene of suspicious medicine being mixed in immediately reported it. Atalanta shouted it was a misunderstanding, but looking at the video captured on a phone, it looked very suspicious.

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『Is it time for the kids to come back? If this big sister doesn't take proper care of them, hehehehehe…. Haah… Haah…

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Sploosh (video of putting medicine in juice or water)』

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Atalanta also realized what was wrong with her in the terrifyingly suspicious video.

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'Next time, I should put it in seriously….'

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In the end, she didn't know what was wrong, but she could only pray for the misunderstanding to be cleared up while locked in a cell.

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A month passed like that, and the orphanage was shut down.

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The reason was simple.

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Because the orphanage teacher looked like a child criminal, her qualifications were stripped, and she was punished to never obtain orphanage qualifications again…. Atalanta despaired.

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Afterwards, she returned to Akira and shouted.

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"Hueoaueoaueoang!!( Akira help me!!!!)"

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"……. Um, if you say it like that, I can't understand?"

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"Euhahueoang…."

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Atalanta cried for an hour and then abruptly stopped.

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"Sniff… Akira, I'll tell you what actions kids would like? My orphanage qualifications and everything have been revoked!!"

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"……. How messed up are you…."

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Those words stabbed her chest like a dagger, but Atalanta explained.

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"I just added vitamins for the kids' sake. Was that wrong?"

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"You must have looked like a child criminal."

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Atalanta flinched at the stinging words and shouted.

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"No…. That's not it…."

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"If running an orphanage is too hard, how about turning into an animal?"

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"An animal?"

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"Yeah, an animal. You're a feline, so can't you turn into a cat?"

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"Akira, you seem to have some misunderstanding, but I'm actually a lion, you know?"

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"A lion is also a cat."

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"Is that so?"

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Atalanta belatedly realized she didn't have a transformation skill.

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"I don't have a transformation skill?"

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"Ask Medea."

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"Huh?"

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It seemed Medea could do it easily.

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As a great mage with a record of even creating the Elixir of Immortality, she should be able to create a potion to temporarily turn into an animal.

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Or, she could teach the magecraft.

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'Hmm… Maybe it's not a bad idea? Medea was once a comrade…. She'll surely help.'

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In the end, she asked Medea.

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"Medea, I ask of you…. Please teach me a potion or magecraft to turn into an animal!"

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"Ha, damn…. When do I ever get to rest?"

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Medea had dark circles under her eyes. Atalanta was slightly scared.

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Her expression was one of someone who only works overtime every day, let alone daily life, and looks like she'll die from overwork.

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Seeing that, Atalanta was worried about Medea.

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"What on earth happened…."

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"Well, you know the Black Faction homunculi, right? From lifespan extension to tuning, I extended it by about 10 years. But do you know the number of homunculi?"

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Atalanta recalled the Black Faction and nodded slightly.

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She didn't know the number, but considering there were incredibly many, the treatment process must have been quite tough.

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"Then, isn't it okay not to do it?"

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"…… That's easy to say. He entrusted me with that many lives…. How could I refuse…."

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Seeing that, Atalanta thought this.

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'Medea has changed a lot too….'

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Not in a bad way, but she changed for the better. However, the side effect was quite severe.

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Originally, she had the image of a ruthless mage, but now Medea had become a mage with humane ethics.

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"I'm sorry…. I'll ask later…."

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"Alright. I'll send a familiar to contact you later. But where are you planning to live?"

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"Well, I'll settle nearby…. Funds are all solved with bounty hunting."

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