[h2]Mordred[/h2]

She expected him to know her legend. That was the entire reason that she'd mentioned her name. So the bastard knew exactly what he was getting into and couldn't complain when he was bleeding out. If it scared him off, yeah, that was fine too. It wouldn't be unexpected. But now he just decided to run his mouth. Mentioning Arthur. Her Father.

"Oi oi, I just spared your life and now you want to bring up Father?" Mordred commented, looking over her shoulder with a glare, "Shut your damn mouth already before I decide to shut it for you."

She saw her Father every day back in Chaldea. She wasn't sure how to feel about that. But regardless, the Red Knight of Rebellion was hardly about to chat it up about Father with anyone, let alone this guy who wouldn't stop [i]talking[/i]. He was still blathering on and on about Siegfried now of all people. What was his problem?

"That guy apologizes too much," she said, in a dismissive fashion. "Jeez, do you ever shut up?"

By this point, the blonde girl had concluded that she hated both of the guys she was currently stuck with. Menomaru for being a bastard who would hurt innocent people without anyone keeping an eye on him, and Alberich for being a jackass who didn't know when to shut up already.

Irritably, Mordred proceeded ahead of the former. By this point, she could use a good fight.

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