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Chapter 11 – Innate Magic

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Despite what their father said that they should have been asleep and they didn't have to come with them to find Escanor, they could just pick Escanor back after Merlin found his location, the kids persisted to come with them. It turned out to be the little brawl because of Escanor's persistence of his death.

Mordred thought back of her Master, Shisigo Kairi who risked his life for his wish to meet his child one more time. Mordred clenched her fists as she remembered how many lives had lost on the battle of the Camlann where she and Arthuria lost their life. She remembered how her perfect, beautiful father, the 'King Arthur' cried and looked like a human for the first time, mourning for her people and her failure to her country.

Mercilessly, Mordred spat "well then, if you want to die that badly, then just go and die!".

Lancelot and Gawain turned their head in shock. Tristan in Merlin's arms wriggled, as if he also feeling the discomfort of the high tension. The fact that Bedivere and Arthuria kept their straight, poker face, wasn't helping either.

Arthuria refuted "not that she told you to just go and die without reason. What my sister's mean, you shouldn't have to underestimate the value of people's lives, especially your own life. True, we all here know nothing about you but one thing for sure. There are people who still want to see and meet each other, to spend their times together, but they can't. You have the chance to meet and you refuse to take it because of your cowardice, is somehow infuriating".

"Bella, Alexa, tell me honestly", Merlin crouched in front of them, cradling Tristan who whimpered on her hands "do you want to see and meet your mother again? You could have asked me".

Arthuria trailed off. She didn't too remember well about Lady Igraine, her mother in her previous life. In this second life of her, she had little time with Liz but she could clearly remember how lovely and happy she had been with Liz as her mother "...it's a lie, if I said I wouldn't want to, Lady Merlin, but... we can't be selfish, can we? We still have our father, after all".

"that's right. We think it's unfair if we meet mother but Daddy can't. Also, let's see the positive side", Mordred squeezed Arthuria's hand "I still have father, sister, and brother. We have our friends. We still have each other, so it's okay even if we can't see or meet again with Mom, although yeah, we missed her sometimes... when we think that way and just remember that we're not alone, we can keep going on, right, sister?".

Arthuria smiled at that and nodded her head "uh-huh".

This was not over yet. Arthuria turned back to Escanor. She hadn't finished yet.

Back to the main problem. If you refused to meet again with someone precious to you, then how about those people who want to meet with their precious people but they can't because they don't even have the chance like you have? Although they want to meet each other, but they can't, do you think how do they feel?! The likes of you—", Arthuria sucked in a deep breath before covering her eyes. Too emotional. Careful. Words are sharper than sword sometimes. She couldn't afford to show her weak side here and now in front of everyone. Right before Mordred touched her shoulder, Arthuria slapped her cheeks hard, turning her back to them all "forget my rambling. I'm tired".

Bedivere dropped one knee in front of her and reached out his hands, ready to carry her "you never cease to amaze us, my Lady".

"Oliver, I'm sleepy. Can we continue it tomorrow?", Arthuria huffed and tugged his sleeve "for now, let's go home. I'm sure everyone is sleepy as well".

"of course", carrying her on his arms, as usual, Bedivere chuckled, cupping the back of her head on his hand. When she leaned her head on the crook of his neck, he looked down to her slumping figure "ah, she's asleep already".

"Oliver, can you tell me one thing?", earning his attention, Meliodas continued "what make you so devoted to my daughter?".

Bedivere felt a bit taken aback before giving wry smile "will you believe me or will you call me crazy if I tell you honestly, Sir Meliodas?".

"oh, interesting. So you have the memory of your past life?".

Bedivere froze. Mordred, Lancelot, and Gawain instantly snapped their head to Gowther who lifted his shining finger "in what you can call as his previous life, Oliver was a Holy Knight who served a woman who looked exactly like your firstborn daughter's adult version, Captain".

Merlin smirked "oh? Interesting. I guess I understand now. I do have a hunch feeling that you look like a fully grown-up adult inside within a young boy's body sometimes".

Meliodas tilted his head "...continue, I believe this has something to do with my daughter, from how attached you two to each other?".

Bedivere could have sworn... but he had no choice so he sighed in defeat and told them, looking down to Arthuria in his arms like this, it kind of reminded him with the time when she was dying, he carried her, only to lose her in the end.

"...I lost her, my first love and she's so much like her. The Lady I served when I was a Knight. We grew up together and I was the last person who stayed by her side, witnessing her death after she was betrayed by everyone we trusted, subordinates, old friends, family... When I found her in Danafor, I could tell for sure that she's her reincarnation. I understand what she said, how it feels, wanting to meet with your beloved ones once more time, badly. I've been waiting for the time when I could meet her again. That's why I don't understand even the slightest, how could be someone so lucky, got the chance to meet the one he loved, but quickly turned it down and decided to die instead?", Bedivere sent cold glare before he sighed and as quick as those cold eyes disappeared, he smiled "sorry, Sir Escanor, but I think it will be better if we don't get along well. Forgive my impudence, but for me and the Lady, someone like you who can't even appreciate your own life is already dead. I believe my Lady is still having mercy on you, thus she decided to not say it out loud".

Meliodas raised his eyebrow, somehow feeling uneasy of the way he called his daughter as his 'Lady' "and how could you know?".

Bedivere simply said "simple, I've served her long enough to know what she's been thinking, Sir".

Gawain pulled Lancelot and whispered "I never saw him angry like this. He's the most kind-hearted of our King's Knights, after all".

Lancelot whispered back "remind me, I guess we have to pester him later. You think we should confront him and our King as well, along with Mordred and Tristan?".

"I apologize, Sir Meliodas, I know you are his father and she is your daughter now, but I can't help it... I want nothing but to stay by her side to protect her, because I'm afraid, she'll disappear again when I avert my eyes", Bedivere smiled warmly when Meliodas merely stared to him in awe before bowing his body "now, if you excuse me, Sir. It's been late and I believe the Lady will want to sleep peacefully in her home".

On the next day, after Meliodas and Merlin went with Escanor to have a battle (which Mordred and Arthuria 100% convinced that their father, Meliodas wouldn't lose) the twin brother (Lancelot and Gawain) had a secret rendezvous with Mordred, along with baby-Tristan and baby-Mash in tow. They did this when they were sure, Arthuria and Bedivere wouldn't hear them considering Arthuria was helping Gwen and Ban to cook in the kitchen. Bedivere helped Gowther in the library.

"Okay, it's clear now", Gawain opened the conversation "Bedivere has his past-life memory, but why has he never said anything about it? Not even a word, to us?".

Lancelot hesitantly piped in "perhaps, he just has no clue if we have our past-life memories or not".

Mordred cupped her cheek on her palm "how about father? Do you think she remembers?".

Gawain blinked "you are her twin now, why don't you try to ask?".

"oh, yeah. Good idea. Like what? How could I possibly ask her? Father, do you remember your past life memory where we killed each other in the battle of Camlann after I betrayed you with stealing the throne when you were busy with the war between you with your old friend who stole your wife after one of your old friends forced you who have chosen to forgive them, to wage the war instead? Should I ask her like that? Hell yeah, very clever way to tell how I f*cked up", Mordred said mockingly before she averted her eyes "...then again, I wonder if she really remembered. I mean, she's been soo kind to me all this time. If she truly remembered me, she's supposed to hate me, right?".

Lancelot and Gawain exchanged glances. They turned deadly silent because it was not like they had the place to say anything. When it came to their King, they thought they were on the same level.

"I think you just don't know your 'Father' very well, Mordred".

"good words you have here, Galahad Dear. I wonder for how long they all need to reunite and reconcile. I've been feeling bored here, waiting for them all to move".

"what? Do you think I don't feel bored? I started feeling bored... wait, I'm Mash Kyrielight now!".

"yeah, by the way, you're really cute in this girl version of yours. I wonder why it's only you who born with the opposite gender from your previous self while the rest of us don't change?".

"don't ask me. I have a hunch feeling that Thanatos is behind this".

Lancelot, Gawain, and Mordred looked around cluelessly before their eyes cast down to duo toddlers who chatted happily on the ground.

Tristan casually lifted his hand "oh, finally, they realize our presence".

Mash shook her head "took you too long".

Lancelot, Gawain, and Mordred's eyes dilated before they shrieked in shock, listening to how fluent these two talking "YOU TWO CAN TALK PROPERLY ALREADY?!".

As the youngest of them all who reborn, when she still remembered, Mash told them about their mission here. Fix the singularity. It seemed something was wrong in this universe and they had to fix it.

"for now, we have to reunite and reconcile first", Tristan convinced them that he had the sharpest ears of them all "so I can tell for sure, King Arthuria and Bedivere remember, they just have no idea that we all also remember ours. I suggest you talk to them, but when you will do it, it's up to you. Because I have a hunch feeling that you aren't ready, right?".

Mash narrowed her eyes and darkly warned Lancelot "and please, keep a good distance with me. Don't you think I have forgiven you already, father".

"I understand why do you hate me and I accept if you can't forgive me, but honestly, tell me one thing", Lancelot rubbed his temples "what do you mean with 'when you still remember'?".

Mash pointed out the obvious "oh, I barely forgot. Thanatos indeed told me once, there's a chance that we can lose our previous life's memory at some point, so we have to be careful about our next step... wait, what's with this strong smell of blood?".

They gasped when they saw how Meliodas carried unconscious Escanor, Merlin levitated in tow. Before Lady Gwen went to take the first aide box, Arthuria demanded to put down Escanor on the floor. Both Bedivere and Arthuria used their magic power to heal him. When he woke up, Arthuria beamed at him, asking if he was alright and Bedivere kept his stoic face. After Merlin told Escanor that these two had healed him, Escanor thanked them and apologized for his words last night, especially to Bedivere.

"wait, what happened when I was asleep?", Arthuria turned to see Bedivere turning his head in reflex. Arthuria had a hunch feeling that her Knight was upset, so she dragged him outside and asked, "what makes you so upset?".

"...I apologize, Lady. I just... yes, I'm upset, but it's because I disliked his cowardice. Lost your will to live your life, it's just the same you're dead already", Bedivere sighed and averted his eyes, he couldn't believe this, his King comforted him instead of him comforting her "...his words felt like rubbing the salt on the gash for me".

"you are so sensitive for small things sometimes, but I think it's cute. You haven't changed, it seems".

"huh?".

"Bedivere that I know usually doesn't care about what people said about him, but you sometimes can get angry when someone precious for you like your comrades get insulted. You usually have a good manner, so instead of confronting people right away, you will only talk logically to them, sharply if it's needed, unlike Mordred who usually used her fist. It's kinda refreshing to see the unexpected side of you. Speaking of which, you're upset to Sir Escanor because of me, right?".

Bedivere's eyes dilated "how could you—".

Unbeknownst by the duo, the trio (Mordred, Lancelot, and Gawain) and the Sins who felt curious had peeked on them, expertly hiding. In fact, Arthuria sensed them, but she chose to ignore them.

"how could I have known it? What do you expect of me? You've been looking for me, waiting for 1.500 years after you witnessed my death and blamed yourself, thinking you've failed me, while in fact, you aren't. It's enough, right?", Arthuria patted his head and smiled brightly "don't worry, I'm here. I'm still here. You're not alone anymore. Let's get stronger together and do what should we do, okay?".

When Bedivere cried silently, Arthuria didn't say anything, she only hugged him and let him bury his face on her tiny shoulder. When he hugged her with his shaking body, Arthuria couldn't help but pat him. At this point, even Meliodas who wanted to smack him out of his daughter and had to be held down by Ban and Escanor, ended up letting it go.

Next morning, Bedivere came with Zaratras and Hendrickson in the morning, he was having the medical check-up and examination with Merlin and Gowther in her laboratory, with Zaratras and Hendrickson nearby considering it had something to do with their status as the Druids, perhaps. If not for the fact Meliodas was there too, they would believe it. In fact, they found out about the fact that Bedivere was the descendant of the Ancient Druids Clan.

Mordred blinked her eyes in confusion at that "Ancient Druids Clan?".

Arthuria pinched her cheeks "do you forget your lesson, huh? Ancient Druids Clan is known as the oldest and most powerful Druids from the Holy War 3.000 years ago, that's why they're known as the 'Ancient Druids Clan'. To think there's some of them who still left... no wonder Sir Hendrickson and Sir Zaratras looked so excited".

Arthuria blinked and tilted her head to the side innocently "what happened to you all lately? All of you look so distressed... or should I say, restless? Is it because of the examination and medical check-up from Aunt Merlin?".

Lancelot, Mordred, and Gawain sighed in exasperation and slumped after they heard it coming from the source of their stress. Well, one of them. They tried to talk with Bedivere first, but damn, it was hard to talk privately with him. When they tried to talk with him, it was like something always prevented them to do it, like there was an invisible force to prevent it from happening. For example, either when either Lancelot or Gawain tried to talk with him, Bedivere was called by someone like Meliodas, Merlin, Arthuria, or Zaratras. Someone always there to interrupt. That, if their words hadn't stuck in their throat, too scared to talk.

Tristan and Mash (Galahad's reincarnation, she had persisted to be called like that because it's her new identity in this world and she appreciated her mother, so that was it) said they were on the neutral side for now, but they would come with them when they were ready and wanted to talk with Arthuria and Bedivere. When Tristan and Mash asked them about why should it be that hard just to talk with their old comrades, well...

First, they screwed up.

Second, they were afraid and uncertain about their reaction.

After all that happened to the battle of Camlann as the climax, they didn't sure how they would react. Not to mention, both Arthuria and Bedivere looked like having the expertise to hide everything with their expertly-trained poker face, just like Meliodas. For Arthuria, you could say it was just the same with her previous life, added it with her heritage (from Meliodas) in this lifetime. For Bedivere, perhaps he was just used to it already.

"don't just stay there and daydreaming, come", Bedivere threw wooden swords to Lancelot and Gawain, carrying some with him "with Sir Meliodas, Sir Hendrickson, and Sir Dreyfus as our instructor, starting today, we will train along with Griamore, Howzer, and Gilthunder. All of you will just tag along with us. I mean yes, you, Leon, Marlo, and Bella".

"wait!", Arthuria tugged his pants legs "can I come?".

Bedivere thought she just wanted to watch "sure, you can watch when we—".

Arthuria giggled at their misunderstanding "no, it's not that. Actually, I want to train together".

"EH!?".

Mordred followed her, carrying her wooden sword with concern latched on her face "sister, are you sure that you're not just gonna watch us and join us instead?".

"yeah, of course!", after tying her hair into a ponytail with black ribbon, Arthuria bounced happily to the training ground with them. She wore white plain This hairstyle and simple clothes rather reminded her of her days when she was still known as the young King Arthuria a.k.a the Saber Lily "which is why we came here together, right?".

When they arrived on the training ground, the five of them were surprised to find not only Meliodas, Merlin, Hendrickson, Dreyfus, Zaratras along Griamore, Howzer, and Gilthunder, but also there were the three princesses (Margaret, Veronica, and Elizabeth) and King Baltra. Merlin explained that they would need to know what kind of innate magic they all had before they could arrange the 'menu' of their training to make them stronger or who would be their private mentor.

Merlin caressed her chin, lifting the paper on her hands "although, I don't expect you to come, Alexa. I excepted your sister would come, though".

"call it as 'hit two birds with one stone', so I can get stronger to protect my beloved ones like father and I can spend more time with my twin sister and my friend!", Arthuria beamed before she felt Mordred hugged her from behind "huh? What is it, Bella?".

Mordred rubbed Arthuria's cheek against hers "you never failed to comfort me, sister. I love you".

Arthuria giggled before turning to the three new faces "so, they are the Three Misfits, right?".

Zaratras, Hendrickson, and Dreyfus spluttered while Meliodas cackled openly.

When they wondered who had told Arthuria, Bedivere lifted his hand "oh, I did".

A vein popped on Gilthunder's head before he running to chase his adopted brother "brother, you are so mean! I'm not included and I am the only one who kept dragged by them every time they created the commotion!".

Bedivere shook his head and patted his shoulder "give it up already, Gil. It's your fate. Not that I don't understand it. I understand, as someone who always got dragged by his friends' mischiefs".

Mordred rolled her eyes to Lancelot and Gawain "I bet it must be you two, the troublemakers".

Gawain winked "yup".

Lancelot narrowed his eyes disapprovingly to Gawain and Mordred "no, I'm not. It's mostly Leon and you, Bella".

Arthuria tugged Merlin's leg, training session rather reminded her with male version of 'Merlin' from her previous world. No matter how pervert he was, he was still her mentor. She was really glad that the Merlin in this universe was a woman, so it was easier for her to communicate with her "Aunt Merlin, so what we should do now?".

"well, from what I have gathered, more or less, I already know what is the innate magic of Leon, Marlo, and Oliver with the Three Misfits. I will need to arrange the menu for their training. like Sir Zaratras had asked me. I just need to figure out about yours and Bella, I guess", Merlin crouched in front of the twin sisters and offered the paper in her hand "here, you can see what is their innate magic, if you're curious. You may fill what's the name befitting for your innate magic power".

Mordred joined her sister "ah, I want to see, too!".

Lancelot = Unfading Light Of The Lake

Bedivere = The Shining Arm Airgetlám

Gawain = Holy Sword Of The Sun

Gilthunder = Thunderbolt

Howzer = Tempest

Griamore = Wall

When Merlin offered them to fill the blank space which would be written as their innate magic power, they had no idea what to write so Merlin told them to train first before Merlin could give the name and perhaps, they could think what their magic power's name considering their magic attributes.

Arthuria asked in pure curiosity "but why King Baltra and the princesses come this time?".

"well, they said they want to watch, not to mention the third princess, princess Elizabeth is quite... close with your father", Merlin tilted her head slightly before pointing to where Meliodas carried Elizabeth "see".

Mordred and Arthuria snapped their head and their eyes dilated. Her name was the same as their mother and she looked like their mother. Could it be...

Meliodas put Elizabeth down, realizing his daughters' stare before sending lopsided grin "okay, kids. Now, let's get started. But... what are you doing here, Alexa? You know we're not playing around, right?".

Arthuria frowned, she disliked his remarks, it was as if telling her how she shouldn't have come "yes, father, of course, but I come to train as well".

"eh? I don't mind to train together with big bro Oliver, Marlo, and Leon", Howzer scratched the back of his head, not too pleased with the fact they would train together with the twin sisters "but I think girls like them should just stay in the home, play doll or study like the princesses instead of training with a sword".

Meliodas facepalmed, this was something his daughters wouldn't be pleased at all "oh, boy".

Yep, you could see the fire raging around Mordred and Arthuria.

"sister, choose your opponent. I will go first", Arthuria cracked her knuckles and neck before turning to Meliodas with her best smile "no problem at all, right, father?".

Meliodas had a feeling she wouldn't live it down so he only could encourage her "fight".

Mordred touched Arthuria's shoulder "sister, I also want to beat him".

Merlin smirked cunningly and suggested "oh? Then, why don't you two fight them all at once, one by one, of course. Alexandria will fight the Three Misfits first, then Bellatrix will fight the Three Misfits afterward".

Arthuria and Mordred said in unison "agree!".

Gawain facepalmed "oh, boy... they're dead, poor kids".

First, Mordred fought against them. Mordred's ability was kinda similar to Howzer. She used Wind as one of her attributes but they forgot one thing. Mordred also could use thunder, so she simply used her electric waves to strike Howzer and poor Howzer ended up lying on the ground with a scorched smell. Next opponent, Griamore. As expected, Griamore used his Wall before Mordred could attack him. She did a reckless move afterward. She put her magic power higher than before to push her fist and with the full force of pure muscle strength added with magic power, she could break Griamore's Wall. Gilthunder felt pity for his cousin who cried with a bump on his head, but he felt chilling on his nape when Mordred stared to him like a beast eyeing its prey. Gilthunder's magic attributes purely used thunder, so Mordred could use her Wind attributes to move faster than him. Gilthunder tried to strike her with his thunder but Mordred moved as fast as the wind, thus she won the first round.

Arthuria clapped her hands "you have an excellent fight, sister".

Mordred grinned broadly and tossed her palm with her sister's "your turn!".

In the second round, Arthuria fought the Three Misfits. Before she fought against Griamore though, Arthuria promised she wouldn't go too hard and dangerously reckless like her sister.

Mordred felt insulted and yelled, "what's that supposed to mean!?".

"no offense, sister, but the way you fight is too reckless. You could have gotten hurt", Arthuria puffed her cheeks in cute manners and pointedly stated the matter of fact before telling her sister "sometimes, we can't only use pure strength. We also should use her brain to arrange a plan. First off, if you observe carefully, you can see the weakness in his looking-perfect Wall".

Griamore demanded in irritation "what do you mean?".

"what I mean", Arthuria turned back to him with sweet smile on her face "your Wall perhaps looks like an absolute, unbreakable fort. However, I identify its weakness. I know how to break your Wall with little effort and no need to force myself like my sister did".

Now, instead of annoyed or insulted, Mordred felt more curious "how is it?".

Dreyfus caressed his chin, he thought this could be lesson for his son, Griamore as well. Leaning his head down, he whispered to Meliodas "...I have heard about your daughters' being a prodigy child, but I don't expect this at all. You surely have such talented girls as your daughters, Sir Meliodas".

Meliodas grinned broadly at that and called his daughter. When Arthuria turned to him, Meliodas lifted his thumb "to make it easier, show it! Practice will be easier compared to theorize, after all!".

"will do, father", Arthuria nodded her head, lifting her finger as she confidently walked closer to where Griamore stood "first, perhaps your defense is perfect, but how about the offensive? You can't possibly attack when what you can do only defense like this".

Merlin clapped her hands "smart girl".

"second, perhaps your Wall around your body is strong, but there's a point where it has the weakest part", Arthuria crouched before she jumped "like this".

After Arthuria jumped highly and landed on top of Griamore's Wall, she lifted her hand to create the Invisible Air around her arm. With the wind wrapping around her forearm, she struck the crown of the Wall and it cracked, much to Griamore and everyone's shock. Using this chance, Arthuria jumped up and down, shattering Griamore's Wall into pieces before landing in front of Griamore, giving a kick to his stomach and successfully sending him flying to his father.

"...oops, perhaps I overdid it", Arthuria trailed off when Griamore cried before she bowed "I apologize".

Howzer determined to not lose against Arthuria who looked calm, softer, and weaker than Mordred. At first, he thought like that. Ha, you wish, boy. Arthuria had aimed him as next prey, especially after his prank (which could be categorized as an insult for her and Mordred) about how girls should stay put and no need for them to learn about how to fight.

Arthuria lifted her finger, waving her finger with stoic face "you two, just fight me at once".

Howzer and Gilthunder gawked. Did she seriously just ask them to fight her at the same time?

Dreyfus tapped Zaratras' shoulder "...brother, is Sir Meliodas' daughter always like this?".

"no idea. This is my first time seeing her fight", Zaratras twitched his eyebrow "and I'm more worried about my son".

"don't worry, Sir Zaratras, I can handle with the healing part, but...", Hendrickson rolled his eyes to the Seven Deadly Sins who, didn't know since when did they gather here, sitting casually on the training ground that large enough, even Diane could sit here "...what are you guys doing here?".

Gowther answered in his comrades' stead "Merlin told us through telepathy that the Captain's daughters have a fight against the Three Misfits, so we come here to watch the fight".

Gowther's motive more or less was similar to Merlin. Escanor, Diane, King, and Ban were curious of how strong their Captain's daughters. So they watched.

(don't worry, they didn't forget Tristan. Tristan was seated near Mash where Lady Gwen observed from the safe distance to watch the fight as well)

Bedivere tapped Arthuria's shoulder with an innocent smile before they started "Lady, don't doubt to fight them. Don't worry, I can heal them with my power so you can beat them as much as you want".

Gilthunder yelled in protest "older brother, you're so mean! You're supposed to support me! Which side you're on?".

Bedivere smiled innocently "oh? I think you have support from the first princess already?".

When she saw Gilthunder and Margaret's blush, Arthuria couldn't believe what she saw as she stared to Bedivere who smiled far too innocently "...you teased him".

With a spark on his eyes, he said with all seriousness "of course not, Lady, I'm always super serious".

"Okay, whatever", Arthuria didn't believe him, swinging her hands up and down "I guess I will go with Gilthunder first".

Arthuria simply ran forward to Howzer, but Howzer reached his hand "Rising Tornado".

When Arthuria's tiny body was thrown back and was about to land on the river, Mordred cried out her name in fright if she would drown, screaming about whether her sister could swim or not. Gracefully, Arthuria landed on the surface of water, waving her hand to Mordred "don't worry, sis. I'm not gonna drown!".

They dropped their head further, didn't know whether to feel relieved or dumbfounded.

Gilthunder didn't waste his time, he sent the electric waves to her, but realizing it was wrong to move as he saw how Arthuria smirked. Arthuria didn't need to use her own magic power, even. She simply used other's magic. Just like dancing, she moved her hands before the calm water moved and blocked the electric waves.

"Lady Of The Lake's Dance", Arthuria stepped forward, moved her hands and body like dancing on the surface of the water before she reached out her hand and the water changed into a dragon with electric waves surrounding its body "Leviathan".

Gilthunder and Howzer turned pale. After the dragon made-by-water with electric waves hit Gilthunder and Howzer, both poor kids collapsed on the ground.

Arthuria rushed to their side and crouched beside them, poking them with her wooden sword "um... Did I overdo it again?".

Gilthunder lifted his thumb "yes, we're still alive. I just didn't expect the last move. As expected from Sir Meliodas' daughters".

With scorched smell, Howzer whined "remind me to never underestimate a girl ever again or I'm dead".

"cool! As expected from our Captain's daughters!", Diane clapped her hands and without evil intention at all, she blurted out "but between Bellatrix and Alexandria, who is the stronger one?".

Ban sweatdropped "Diane, you just ignited the new war".

Arthuria wouldn't want to fight Mordred, especially not after the fight on the Camlann. Mordred didn't seem to have the same idea, though. Considering how the fire burned around her body, Mordred would want to fight against her all out. When Mordred lunged into her with fulfilled magic power in her sword, Arthuria had no choice but to wrap her wooden sword with Invisible Air.

She felt her heart pounding harder and harder the longer they fought. In the end, when she was supposed to strike Mordred forward with her wooden sword or her magic, Arthuria remembered when she had impaled her Holy Spear on her torso at the battle of Camlann. As if in reflex, Arthuria dropped her sword and cried out "please, stop! I don't want to fight against you ever again!".

Mordred was taken aback by that but it was too late, she already sent the waves of electric waves and strong wind to her direction "sister, move aside!".

Bedivere wrapped his arms around Arthuria's body and reached out his Airgetlám forward but before he could do something, Meliodas already came in between them "Counter Vanish".

They were relieved to see the intense fight was over but they were shocked to see how Meliodas sternly scolded Mordred "Bella, you could have hurt your sister, again. Don't you see it? She doesn't want to fight against you, at all. Don't do it again".

Mordred flinched and felt disheartened, especially when she saw how shaking Arthuria had reacted as she just still hugged Bedivere.

Looking at how disheartened Mordred looked, Arthuria convinced Bedivere that she was okay and after he released her, Arthuria approached Meliodas, tugging his sleeve "um, father... I'm alright if Bella wanted to fight against me in training...".

Meliodas rolled his eyes and with a deep frown, stared down to his daughter as if asking her 'seriously? Do you think I can believe you after I saw you looked like about to cry just now, dearest daughter?'.

Arthuria flinched, perhaps she was overreacted "...but no magic power, okay?".

Meliodas still scowled but he sighed in "...fine, you hear her. Two conditions from me. First, no magic power at all, simply swordsmanship techniques. Second, only when I was around to watch over you two. Understood?".

Arthuria and Mordred saluted "okay".

When Mordred lost, she was crying out loud "ah! How could I lose from older sister who just starts her training? I've trained faster than her!".

Gawain scratched his cheek nervously "due to... natural talent?".

Arthuria remembered how Mordred had been pursuing her and she patted her head "I understand why did you upset, but just tell me if you're tired. I will wait and reach my hand to help you until you can catch up with me. Let's get stronger together, okay?".

Mordred instantly hugged her "sister, I love you so much?!".

"Yeah, yeah, I love you too", Arthuria chuckled and patted her back before she asking Merlin, "I think I know what name that befitting with my sister's innate magic power".

Mordred raised her hand "oh, I know the perfect name for my sister's magic, too!".

In the end, the names they gave :

Mordred = Clarent Wild Hunt

Arthuria = Goddess Of Holy Lance

Arthuria remembered Mordred's magic power had sort-of thunder and strong wind like storm, identical with one of her troop in previous life, Wild Hunt, that was why Arthuria added Wild Hunt after the name of Mordred's Noble Phantasm instead of adding the 'Blood Arthur' like beforehand. For Mordred, she just thought it was the most befitting name for the Holy Lance which had been planted in her sister's body. They felt rather nervous when Merlin stared to them with scrutinize eyes and they sighed in relief when Merlin decided to let it down.

The trio (Lancelot, Gawain, and Mordred) decided that perhaps, they were still too young, so they would just do what they could for now and let's speak to clear up everything when they had grown up. Mash said nothing about it, while Tristan scoffed at it, telling them that they just postponed what they should have done, could have done it faster before it was too late. They thought they still had a long time and they had a long way to go, but they were surprised at how wrong they had been. They realized how wrong they had been on the National Foundation Festival.