Unlucky

"Strange..."

Mordred suddenly murmured, staring at Arkhan's back confusedly.

"Why do I feel like that guy looks a bit familiar?"

"Huh? What did you say?"

Kairi turned to Mordred with a puzzled look. Due to the latter's low voice, he couldn't hear very clearly.

"I said, the guy who paid for us just now, he always gives me a very familiar feeling..." Mordred shook her head. "Like I've seen him somewhere before..."

Hearing that, Kairi's body suddenly tensed, his gaze becoming as sharp as a blade.

"Is he a Servant?"

No wonder he was so tense.

The current situation in Sighisoara was a tangled mess. All Servants from the Red Faction, including Assassin of Black, had gathered.

There were also Servants of the Black Faction whose presence in the city remained uncertain. It was like walking into a lion's den, and Kairi had every reason to be on edge.

In such circumstances, he naturally had to keep every nerve taut, standing ready for anything.

"It doesn't feel like it... I didn't sense any fighting intent or killing intent from that guy." Mordred thought for a moment and added. "Furthermore, when I accidentally revealed my true name earlier, he didn't react at all. It doesn't seem like the typical response of a Servant would do, no?"

Kairi thought carefully, and indeed, it made sense.

If that man were a Servant, he would instantly associate the name with its true significance and react subconsciously. However, that man remained calm throughout, showing no unusual reaction to Mordred's name.

It seemed like he was overthinking it.

Kairi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then spoke with a touch of irritation.

"You're lucky you realize you accidentally revealed your true name. If those two were really our enemies, we would have been in big trouble."

"Oh, come on, it's not a big deal. I'm the strongest Saber anyway. Even if I expose my true name, I can just knock them down directly." Mordred clenched her fist confidently.

"You talk big, huh?" Kairi glanced at her sideways.

"What? I'm super brave, okay? You doubt me?"

"Since that's the case, then I'll leave dealing with Rider of Black to you when the time comes." Kairi said nonchalantly.

Mordred's expression slightly stiffened, avoiding eye contact.

"It's just a dragon, what's there to be afraid of..."

"The key is that guy might be a super powerful Servant who possesses the power of Odin. Who knows if he has other tricks up his sleeve..." Kairi sighed.

"Hey, whose side are you on, Master? Why do you always boost the enemy's morale and dampen your own, making yourself less imposing? I'm also very powerful, y'know!" Mordred complained.

"If I could, I'd also like to know which side I'm on..." Kairi rubbed his forehead and smiled helplessly.

Mordred tilted her head, looking at him in an understanding expression.

"So, you don't trust that priest and nun?"

"Do you trust them?" Kairi retorted.

Mordred chuckled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Indeed, you're my Master. I knew you wouldn't be easily swayed by those two."

"So, did you find anything from those two?" Kairi asked curiously.

"Well~ not exactly, but that priest always gives me a really annoying feeling, makes me want to puke and stab him from behind." Mordred pursed her lips in annoyance.

Hearing those blunt words, Kairi's mouth twitched slightly.

"You're a knight, can't you refrain from making sneak attacks so openly?"

"Meh, knights are troublesome. Anyway, as long as we can win, it doesn't matter, no?" Mordred said confidently.

Kairi shook his head helplessly and continued to ask.

"What about that nun, Sesshouin Kiara? You're not planning to stab her too, are you?"

"Of course not."

Before Kairi could express relief, he heard Mordred continue to speak in a casual tone.

"I'll unleash my Noble Phantasm and take her down with it."

*Cough! Cough!*

Kairi choked on his own saliva a few times and scratched his head speechlessly.

"It's not that serious, is it?"

"No, Master, I must warn you in this matter." Mordred looked at Kairi with seriousness, rare in her eyes. "Under no circumstances should you be alone with that woman. If such a situation occurs, immediately use your command spell to summon me back to your side, without a moment's hesitation, no matter what."

Realizing the gravity of the situation through her attitude, Kairi nodded without hesitation.

"Got it."

Satisfied, Mordred nodded. The seriousness from a moment ago instantly vanished, replaced by an enthusiastic behavior.

"By the way, Master, let's go have lunch. I'm really looking forward to the food of this era."

"Didn't they say Servants don't need to eat?" Kairi's mouth twitched slightly.

"Man, come on! Don't be such a buzzkill. My joy is in eating, and besides, after obtaining this body, it's only fair to enjoy it properly."

Due to the difference in stamina, in the end, Kairi was dragged by Mordred toward the direction of KFC, wearing a face of utter hopelessness.

===

Not long after they left the clothing store, Arkhan and Nidhogg emerged from a small alley next to the store, watching the two figures in the distance.

"Truly worthy of being Momo's otherworld counterpart. Not only do they look alike, but their personalities are also equally lively..." Nidhogg reminisced, half pleased and half thoughtful.

'Hey, thinking like that can't be a good thing!' Arkhan's mouth twitched slightly.

Just thinking about the possibility of returning home one day not to Mordred's sweet smiles and loving hugs but to a powerful sword beam, he couldn't help but shudder.

Such a future wouldn't bring any smile to him!

"However, thinking about facing that child on the battlefield in the future... It's really hard to bring myself to do it..." Nidhogg sighed lightly.

Although their goal was not for the Holy Grail, the fact that their roles were opposed was an unchangeable reality. Even if they didn't have the intention to fight, the other side might not be the same.

"It's okay, we can just hide when the time comes, let others deal with her." Arkhan comforted.

"But I don't want others to hurt her." Nidhogg wrinkled her petite nose. 

Even though she knew very well that this Mordred in front of her wasn't the one she was familiar with, when looking at that familiar face, she couldn't help but feel a surge of maternal instinct.

"..." Arkhan sighed helplessly. "Fine, I get it. I'll be careful when the time comes, okay?"

"Then I'll leave it to you, my dear husband." Nidhogg lightly laughed, wrapping her arms around him, clearly having this plan from the beginning.

She couldn't bear to harm Mordred herself, and the thought of others hurting Mordred made her feel distressed. Therefore, after much consideration, leaving it to her own husband seemed to be the most reasonable choice.

"Ahh, you really know how to bring trouble to me, my dear wife." Arkhan shook his head helplessly.

While defeating Mordred with his power wasn't difficult, the challenge lay in deflecting her attacks without causing harm to her, making it multiple times harder. After all, her fame wasn't just for show, and her inheritance of the red dragon genes from Artoria made her quite powerful as a Servant.

"Oh, come on~ who made you my wise and all-powerful husband?" Nidhogg playfully clung to his arm and acted cute. "I believe handling this little issue is a piece of cake for you, no?"

Arkhan rolled his eyes in silence and casually tossed all the clothes he had just bought into the space storage opened by Cosmic Juggernaut. Holding Nidhogg's hand, he continued strolling down the street.

"Alright, the break is almost over. Let's get back to our date. But be cautious; if we bump into that kid again, things might not end well."

Due to his previous battle with Karna, his true identity was exposed to the Red Faction. After arriving in Sighisoara, he used Fenghuang Down's psychic power to create a mental disguise, successfully fooling the Red Faction.

Even Kairi and Mordred didn't recognize him earlier, thanks to this mental disguise.

However, since she possessed the unreasonable skill called 'Intuition', Arkhan couldn't be certain if she could see through his disguise. To be safe, he needed to avoid too much contact with her.

Yet, there was a famous law proposed by an American engineer named Edward Murphy in 1949—If something can go wrong, no matter how small the possibility, it will.

===

"Huh? It's you guys again? What a coincidence, meeting each other once more."

Facing Mordred and Kairi walking toward them with bags full of hamburgers, Arkhan finally grasped the meaning of Murphy's law.

It was truly bullshit.

Honestly, Sighisoara wasn't a large city, but with a permanent population of over a hundred thousand, meeting these two again in less than an hour seemed extremely unlucky!

'Wait, unlucky?'

As if a revelation struck him, Arkhan instinctively turned to Nidhogg beside him.

If he remembered correctly, it was because his 'Black Dragon Body' had become a personal skill that caused his original A-rank Luck to be lowered to C-rank.

'What about Nidhogg's luck?' Arkhan wondered and gazed at Nidhogg.

"Hmm? Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

Noticing his gaze, Nidhogg turned and asked in confusion.

"Hahh..." Arkhan sighed. "Darling, how about we go to the church later and grab a crucifix."

"Hmm...?"

Nidhogg tilted her head cutely in confusion.