Type-Moon: I! The Magic King! Am going to marry Tiamat!

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Just as the ball of light was about to hit her, she suddenly accelerated, zigzagging through the air to dodge the attack.

Princess Mary wanted to continue flying the kite from a distance, but suddenly realized that she couldn't aim at Mashu anymore.

Mashu's swaying steps were not meaningless; they were taught to her by Marn and were specifically designed to close the distance with ranged opponents.

Of course, this kind of movement is only suitable for Mash, a shield bearer. With her shield having a huge protective area in front of her, this kind of movement makes the protective area even larger.

.... . .

If anyone else did this, unless they were ridiculously fast, they would just be a target, having to distract themselves to defend against attacks, making it less effective than a straight sprint.

Mashu, on the other hand, was perfectly suited to the task, allowing her to focus entirely on her sprint.

Sure enough, just as Princess Mary was struggling to take her aim, Mashu had already reached her opponent.

"Successful!"

As soon as Mashu saw an opening, she thrust out the longest of the four corners of the cross shield as if it were a spear.

Princess Mary, seeing the massive shield hurtling towards her, gritted her teeth and summoned her mount.

A crystal horse suddenly appeared beside her, raising its front hooves to meet Mash's great shield.

clang! !

The large shield collided with the horse's hoof, and both were knocked away.

Mashu was somewhat surprised, clearly not expecting Princess Mary to have this trick up her sleeve.

Princess Mary, however, was not surprised. She easily mounted her horse and used the momentum to turn and run away.

The distance between them widened again.

That's not all. Once on her warhorse, Princess Mary could unleash her full power.

Without even aiming, he directly condensed a light bullet and flung it at Mash.

Mashu clearly overestimated her compatibility with a ranged fighter and underestimated Princess Mary's combat prowess.

Faced with the incoming light projectiles, she had no choice but to raise her large shield to defend herself.

On the other hand, Princess Mary became much more agile once she had a warhorse.

He moved around and fired light bullets at Mash from all directions, suppressing her completely for a time.

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Chapter 320 'Mother' Personally Comes to Mediate the Fight; The Three-Way Trial of Princess Mary

She couldn't outrun her; the enemy was more agile.

Moreover, the enemy cannot attack from a distance, but she cannot.

It could be said that Mashu is completely countered by Princess Mary.

Upon realizing this, Mashu's face immediately darkened.

She's not here to be a passive victim!

She tried to approach Princess Mary.

But they didn't give her that chance at all, dodging nimbly on their warhorses and continuing to fire light bullets to disrupt Mash's movements.

Just as Mashu was about to unleash her Noble Phantasm to corner Princess Mary and restrict her movements...

"Okay, that's it!"

Marx and Engels, who were standing nearby, immediately called for a halt.

At the same time, two figures appeared in the training room and blocked the two people respectively.

"Miss Mary, please don't cause them any trouble. Come back with me now."

Joan of Arc said helplessly to Princess Mary, who was standing in front of her.

"But they just wanted to help."

Princess Mary dismounted, still somewhat confused about what was happening.

However, since her idol Joan of Arc had said so, she naturally had to obediently listen.

the other side.

"Using one's position for personal revenge is still the behavior expected of a knight. Please do not bring shame upon Lord Galahad."

The Lion King pressed down on Mashu's hand and slowly took the table from her.

"Um...I'm sorry."

Mashu was taken aback by what she heard, and then lowered her head to admit her mistake.

The Lion King then smiled and reached out to pat Mash's head: "I know what you're worried about, but this is a problem for us to handle. Don't overthink it, and don't do it again next time."

The Lion King quite liked Mashu, the daughter whom Maru had adopted.

Although there were some misunderstandings at the beginning, after spending time together and learning about Mash's background, and considering that she inherited the Spirit Origin of the Knights of the Round Table, the Lion King accepted Mash.

He wasn't as strict with Mashu as he was with Mordred; in fact, he was more lenient and attentive. (Mordred was furious.)

Otherwise, he wouldn't have proactively invited Mash to stay in Camelot City in his personal space.

He wouldn't have rushed over as soon as he heard Mashu was about to fight someone.

Yes, in the case of The Lion King and Joan of Arc, it was actually Mar and Engels who summoned them through magical communication to break up the fight.

Even before this practical exercise began, Ma En had already secretly contacted the two of them.

After all, if Mashu and Princess Mary were to actually fight, regardless of who wins or loses, it would definitely damage their relationship in the end.

"I promise it won't happen again."

Mashu obediently accepted the mild but not overly serious lecture.

The Lion King was the first character she came into contact with, Marne's wife, who was also her nominal 'mother'.

Although she felt conflicted, she had no choice but to try to accept it.

As they spent time together, although she wouldn't say she liked him a lot, and she didn't want to call him "Mom," Mashu didn't dislike the Lion King either.

But at least compared to Nero, she was somewhat closer to the Lion King.

"Good that you understand. Continue training with Maren. We won't disturb you any longer."

The Lion King, having received a reply, nodded in satisfaction and returned the dining table to Mashu.

Then they turned around and joined Joan of Arc, and together they carried the somewhat reluctant Princess Mary away.

After they left, Mashu looked at Marne with a hint of resentment.

She knew perfectly well that the Lion King and Joan of Arc had been summoned by Marx and Engels.

Well, you're the one who agreed to start the fight, and you're also the one who tries to mediate afterwards. You've played both the good guy and the bad guy.

"Alright, alright, do you want to get beaten up before you feel better?"

Ma En chuckled and reached out to pinch Mashu's puffed-up cheeks.

"Oh my god, I really want to punch someone right now." Xiu glared at Ma En angrily, his meaning was self-evident.

"Then let's continue training. As long as you can do it, I'm always happy to welcome you."

Marne didn't mind, pulled out his weapon again, and raised an eyebrow at Mashu with a cheerful smile.

Provoked, Mash didn't waste any words and swung her cross shield without saying a word.

"Oh, you actually launched a sneak attack. But you're still too green. Your intentions were too obvious, and you didn't hide your hostility at all."

Marne easily dodged it, but didn't forget to lecture Mashu.

"Drink!"

Mashu continued her attack.

The two returned to the same spot and began this training session, which was tinged with tension.

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the other side.

Princess Mary, who had unwittingly caused some trouble, was escorted back to her dormitory.

Inside the room, Nero and Jeanne Alter were already waiting.

"How come you are here?"

Princess Mary, sensing the danger, quickly hid behind Joan of Arc, only to find that Joan of Arc had missed her.

"You're in charge of her now. Just be careful not to go too far, and let her go when that's enough."

Joan of Arc said with a helpless expression, and Princess Mary, terrified, left the room, closing the door behind her.

Princess Mary turned to look at the three people who had surrounded her, then huddled up in fear, trembling.

"What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to talk to you."

"Yeah, come on, don't be afraid, we're not going to eat you, hehe."

As Princess Mary became frightened, Jeanne Alter and Nero suddenly became excited, especially Nero, whose words left the Lion King speechless.

"Don't do that, you'll scare her."

The Lion King reluctantly pushed the two away a little before saying to Princess Mary, "Don't worry, we just have something to ask you. We won't hurt you, otherwise Joan of Arc wouldn't have helped us."

As he spoke, he reached out and helped Princess Mary, who was curled up in a ball, to her feet.

Princess Mary thought about it and realized that it seemed to make sense.

Given Joan of Arc's character, she would naturally not help others harm her, which immediately put my mind at ease.

But she was still a little timid: "What, what do you want to ask? I will definitely cooperate."

She vaguely guessed what they were going to ask about 0.9, after all, the three people in front of her all shared a common identity: Maren's partner!

Is this a joint trial for her, this outsider, the third... uh, the fifth party? Yeah, that's roughly the gist of it.

Just as she suspected, the three men had come to interrogate her, the new volunteer sister.