If it hadn''t been for Wei Gong Qie Si''s coincidental use of the curse to summon saber away, it can''t be said that Dong Zhuo has embraced the noble knight''s flower into his arms now.


    With such an experience, even though Dong Zhuo himself has a stronger binding force on the spirit than the curse, he did not hesitate to make such a gentry (change) scholar (state) thing that can be called the book of the curse.


    "Sevant obeyed the call. Excuse me, are you my master? "


    The voice of more than 100 people made Lancelot finally come back from his pain.


    "You have mastered the loophole of the Holy Grail!!" Lancelot finally exclaimed.


    "You''re right!" Dong Zhuo gave Lancelot a noncommittal look. Attention returned to the book of mantra in hand. He whispered to himself, "since this book can master the Knights of the round table, it''s called the book of the round table!"


    Dong Zhuo named it as if it followed his words. A string of Latin appeared on the cover of this book, which contains an unknown number of mantras.


    Although this round table book is not even Dong Zhuo''s game work. However, in the moon world, it is the top magic gift dress.


    As long as any magician has mastered the book of the round table, he can get the power of the whole round table knights. Moreover, the spells in books can be restored after consumption.


    It can be said that in the Holy Grail War, as long as you master this book, the Holy Grail is already in your bag.


    Others can only summon one restricted spirit, while those who hold the book of the round table can summon more than 100 strong spirits. Most importantly, the spirit summoned by the book of the round table is the real noumenon!


    Strength will not be suppressed by the Holy Grail!!


    Turn it over and put away the book of the round table. Dong Zhuo looked at Lancelot with a smile and said, "do you think I am qualified to make your king minister obey now?"


    "Despicable!!" Lancelot closed his eyes in despair.


    Dong Zhuo doesn''t like Lancelot. I believe that any superior person will not like this kind of person except the foolish king Mao.


    After all, if you accept him as a younger brother, you have to worry about whether a certain green hat will suddenly appear on your head at any time. Who can stand it?


    "Huh?"


    Looking at Dong Zhuo, a member of the round table knights, his eyes suddenly stagnated on a member whose whole body was shrouded in armor.


    If you remember correctly, it seems that there is only Mordred, the son of King Arthur, in the whole round table knights?


    Of course, in the world view of Xingyue, Mordred is a girl with saber face.


    Thinking of this, Dong Zhuo moved and came to Mordred.


    "Take off your helmet!"


    “Master！！ Please forgive my refusal! " Mordred rejected Dong Zhuo''s request without any cover up.


    Seeing this, Dong Zhuo turned it over and took out the book of the round table again.


    With the pages of the book flipping. Finally stopped in front of the mantra symbolizing Mordred.


    "In the name of the curse, servant, take off your helmet!!"


    The whole body was shrouded in armor and could not help shivering. Mordred weakly raised his hands, grabbed his helmet and gently took it off. "What a wayward master! In that case, there is no way! "


    With the departure of the armor, the girl''s face was finally exposed in the sight of everyone.


    In addition to Dong Zhuo, other members of the Knights of the round table cried out one after another.


    "How?!"


    "Wang!! This is Wang''s face! "


    "Why? What makes Mordred look as like as two peas?


    Even Lancelot was stunned by Mordred''s true face at the moment.


    Dong Zhuo, the originator of the terracotta warriors, had a strange smile on his lips.


    If you can''t get the foolish king Mao for the time being, let''s play with her daughter first. I believe that with the round table book in my hand, the foolish king Mao will eventually fall into my hands. Then, mother and daughter wells or something! well! well! well!


    "Mordred, you will follow me in the future. As for others, go back to the book of the round table in the name of the curse! "


    Members of the round table knights poured into Dong Zhuo''s book of the round table for the purest magic.


    There were only Mordred and Dong Zhuo left.


    Even Lancelot was included in the book by Dong Zhuo.


    Although Dong Zhuo can really banish Lancelot to the eternal lonely space. But it will do no good except to make the foolish king Mao hate himself. How could Dong Zhuo really do that?


    That was just a means to threaten the foolish king Mao.


    Mordred was not a natural fool. On the contrary, he was able to raise the anti flag under the rule of the knight king, attracted several members of the round table knights, and finally fought a decisive battle with the knight king. Although he was a poor chess player, he was finally defeated.


    This is that it has nothing to do with her wisdom, but lost to the knight king in pure force.


    How could Mordred not feel Dong Zhuo''s undisguised eyes.


    Unfortunately, now Dong Zhuo has a curse in her hand. Even if she wants to resist, she can''t do anything. The binding force of the mantra of the book of the round table on the spirit is far beyond the mantra of the Holy Grail system!


    “Master！！ If... If you want to do this or that to me. Please forgive me for not agreeing! " Mordred resisted powerlessly.


    Dong Zhuo smiled and said regretfully, "in fact, my goal from the beginning is your mother, the exciting and noble knight Flower King Arthur! But it''s a pity that she ran away from my previous plan because of a small omission. Otherwise, you will not be standing in front of me now, but the ''father'' you have been looking forward to! "


    "You... You want to deal with your father?" Mordred''s look was extraordinarily complex. It''s not clear whether it''s happy or angry.


    "If I remember correctly, you still resent your father?" Dong Zhuo didn''t remember to do anything shameful to Mordred, but brought the topic to her long memory.


    "This is my own business. It has nothing to do with master!" Said Mordred coldly.


    Dong Zhuo shrugged and said in a tone full of bewitching: "how about making a deal with me? Give me everything you have. Accordingly, I will help you deal with your father. In this Holy Grail War, she will come as a job agent of saber! "


    "Excuse my refusal!" Mordred did not hesitate. The tone was particularly faithful: "although I hate his disregard for me. But I will never allow anyone other than me to defile his glory! "


    "I see, then I understand!" Dong Zhuo nodded suddenly.


    After a slight pause, Dong Zhuo turned and said, "since that''s the case, let me put it another way. I''ll help you deal with King Arthur and let him recognize you. Accordingly, how about you give everything to me? "


    "Master, I''m not a fool!" Mordred rolled his eyes.


    Dong Zhuo''s two statements just reversed the order. In fact, nothing has changed