Fate/Mushoku Tensei: Reincarnated with a Servant's body (Mordred)

True to his word, Mordred slept until late morning.

As he woke up, Albion was still asleep. Or to say more correctly, he was probably asleep 'again' and would be asleep until evening unless something happened.

After eating a simple breakfast of white beans, Fittoan bread and some meat from yesterday's broth, Mordred began to explore the mansion with Hector as his guardian.

As the two reached the courtyard where they previously landed, they could hear a familiar sound.

It was the sound of clashing wooden swords.

Overlooking the outside from a wooden terrace, it was the scene of Ghislaine sparring with Eris.

The red haired girl swung her blade wildly while Ghislaine stood her ground, parried her blows and from time to time sent out her own attack or a feint.

Mordred walked out. Just as Eris began to tire down and take a breather, he called out with a light smile: "Good morning!"

Ghislaine looked troubled for a few moments, before she bowed and replied courtly, "Good morning. Your Highness Prince Mordred."

Making use of that moment of distraction, Eris plunged at Ghislaine to take her down. "Ha!"

But Ghislaine nonchalantly swiped out with her own blade. "Too slow!"

Eris's attack was easily blocked and her sword sent flying out of her hand.

Huff, huff…

Eris breathed roughly to restore her breath while looking up at Ghislaine. Of course, she couldn't surprise Ghislaine. Ghislaine's too amazing!

"Please forgive me, I don't know the royal etiquette," Ghislaine added apologetically as she bowed down her head toward Mordred.

'For a Sword King, she's too submissive…' Mordred thought secretly.

Modred said, "It's fine, Miss Ghislaine, I don't care about the etiquette."

"... There's no need for Miss. Just Ghislaine is fine," Ghislaine said coolly.

"I'm a Sword Saint and you're a Sword King, so you deserve this much respect. But as you wish. We swordsmen speak with swords anyway, right? Let's have a spar!"

"Ooh…"

Mordred looked in the direction of the wooden sword abandoned by Eris. "I'll borrow it."

He stretched out his hand.

A moment later, the wooden sword began to shake for a while, before shooting out to fly through the air and land in his hand, as if he was using the Force to summon his lightsaber.

Catching the sword, he then briefly flourished it in one-hand.

"What?!... How did you do that?!" Eris asked out loud with a shocked expression.

Mordred lightly smiled at her and gently waved his hand before him, saying, "Magic."

"..."

After showing off a bit, Mordred faced Ghislaine. "Ghislaine, I can use high rank silent Healing Magic, so don't worry about hurting me."

"Ooh…" Ghislaine acknowledged it, but judging by her face, it didn't seem like she planned to be serious when fighting a kid.

Mordred decided to compliment her a little, saying, "For a long time I wanted to witness the skills of a true Sword King. We don't have any in the Kingdragon Kingdom. Ghislaine, I'm going to attack."

"Go ahead." Ghislaine took a low guard of the Sword God Style.

The low guard was one of three main stances of the Sword God Style, being the most suited for people with strong predictive instincts and fast reaction speed.

Opposite Ghislaine, Mordred took the high guard, the most aggressive stance of the three.

As he stood in place, Magic Power soon began to surge through inside his body as he used Mana Burst.

Crackle, crackle…

Crimson lightning currents appear along his limbs as a result of highly-condensed Mana.

"Hm?!" Ghislaine was surprised. What is that? Is this also Magic?

Suddenly, Mordred shot out from his spot and dashed straight at Ghislaine at high speed.

"Ha!"

Ghislaine's expression changed. In the next moment, a sword descended onto her body, which she narrowly blocked.

'So strong!'

Although she blocked it, her eyes shot wide open in shock. It was a little kid she fought, but the force behind that blow felt as if it came from a Sword King! She hadn't received a strike like this since the time she trained under the Sword God.

Following that, the two began an incredibly intense exchange of sword strikes as Mordred mainly attacked and Ghislaine tried to stand her ground.

Using Mana Burst to assist him, Mordred leaped around like a ninja or Assassin Class as his sword assaulted the tall beast woman again and again with strikes that were as fast as the wind.

Every few moments, he would use Mana Burst to explosively raise his speed and strength, sending a much faster and powerful blow that would blow apart Ghislaine's guard.

Very quickly, Ghislaine was pushed onto the defensive as she began retreating and barely managing to keep up with Mordred's savage attacks. And it was all because of those unpredictable sword strikes that were nearly twice as fast as others and much more powerful!

If not for that red electricity that periodically strengthened the boy's movements, their speed would be about the same.

The boy might have even been the one beaten instead because his strength and experience were inferior.

But the reality was sad. Once they clashed swords, Sword King Ghislaine was the one being thoroughly suppressed! Despite lacking raw stats and experience, Mordred used Mana Burst and his powerful combat instincts to bridge this gap and end up on top.

Outside the field, Eris watched this scene and her expression filled with complete bewilderment. 'How is he… this strong…'

Within several seconds, the two exchange around a hundred sword strikes, but because they were too fast, Eris could barely see anything but the result of their clashes.

As Ghislaine was pushed into a corner and ended up in a poor posture, Mordred decided to finish it and used a Mana Burst to send out a powerful and sudden front kick, also relying on the principles of Longsword of Light.

"Ugh!"

His kick landed on Ghislaine's muscular abdomen and sent her flying back through the air like a rag-doll.

The only thing that Ghislaine could do was reflexively flex her abdomen at the last moment by pure instinct. She flew for around 20 meters before agilely breaking her fall and landing on all fours like a cat.

From this position, she looked up at Mordred in the distance with a face full of shock.

She was defeated by this boy!

Although she had underestimated him and was taken by surprise in the beginning, that fact remained.

***

Name: Ghislaine Dedoldia

Titles/nicknames: Black Wolf Sword King

Age: 30+

Strength: C*

Endurance: C*

Agility: C*

Mana: E

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[Beast Race Instinct C]

[Longsword of Light C+]

[Demon Eye: Magic Power Eye)]

[Demon Sword Hiramune]

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Name: Mordred Kingdragon

Titles/nicknames: 16th Prince of Kingdragon, Miko, Magic prodigy, Youngest Sword Saint

Age: 8 years and 1 month

Strength: D

Endurance: C*

Agility: C* (D*)

Mana: A-

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[Instinct B]

[Mana Burst B-]

[Magic Resistance C]

[Riding E+]

[Longsword of Light C+]

[Longsword of Light (Mana Burst) C++]

[Flow E]

[Demon Sword Ascalon]

***

Ghislaine's expression was dignified. She held nothing but absolute respect to this 8 year old boy with the skills of a peak Sword King!

Ghislaine said, "Amazing. I doubted it when you said that you're a Sword Saint, but it seems I underestimated you. I lost this one."

Eris ran in while shouting out in indignation, "No, Ghislaine! You didn't even use Longsword of Light! If you did, you'd slice him into pieces!!!"

She stopped in the middle of the square with her arms crossed in front of her chest, glaring at Mordred and looking very reluctant to accept that Ghislaine could have lost.

Ghislaine stood up and looked at her. "Miss, it is just a spar. How could I use Longsword of Light here?"

Longsword of Light is an overkill one-shot technique. If she used it, she might have killed the prince. She'd naturally never seriously unleash it in a spar.

"But still… you didn't lose…" Eris grumbled.

Mordred chuckled and said, "It's true. Ghislaine didn't get to use the Longsword of Light. If she did and attacked first, I would be in a bind. Although I have trump cards of my own... It is just sparring, so let's consider it a draw!"

"..." Ghislaine wrinkled her eyebrows. She was thoroughly defeated, so how was it fine to call it a draw?

However, this seemed to have convinced and calmed down Eris.

On the other hand, Mordred didn't care. His ambitions were much greater than beating a Sword King.

Mordred continued, "You were on the defensive, but it is not the domain of Sword God Style. How about we switch roles now for practice? You attack and I defend."

"... Very well."

As Mordred proposed, he was the one on the defensive this time while Ghislaine assaulted him with a flurry of rapid sword strikes.

Because of Ghislaine's great physical strength, Mordred was under a lot of pressure.

However, he utilized Flow to cushion the force behind each blow using Battle Aura, allowing him to slightly bridge the gap in strength.

He would not only passively defend, but after each attack, he'd then counter-attack, forcing Ghislaine to constantly parry, block, evade and retreat.

From time to time, he'd return a counter with the help of Mana Burst to disrupt Ghislaine's momentum.

His reflexes were great and he could feel where Ghislaine's fast attacks would land each time, so although it was not easy for him to diffuse the force of her strikes, from the outside it looked as if he could react to all of Ghislaine's attacks while gradually maiming her!

Periodically, sword strikes, and primarily thrusts, landed on Ghislaine's body at a speed that made them impossible to avoid.

Soon enough, Mordred landed five blows on Ghislaine's body in total, before Ghislaine managed to strongly cut him at a tricky angle once she got serious, grazing his body with the wooden sword.

If it were Longsword of Light, or even just Longsword of Silence, Mordred would have been cut into two.

With this, Ghislaine leaped away, ending the fight.

"So you're also trained in the Water God Style…" Ghislaine said, an expression of amazement.

"Of course. I trained more in the Water God Style than the Sword God Style, but my natural talent for Sword God Style is slightly better," Mordred replied amidst heavy breaths.

"You are highly skilled in Water God Style as well. You have the strength and reflexes of a Water King! But what is that red energy that you're using?"

Ghislaine no longer treated Mordred as just a junior but a senior swordsman like herself.

Mordred said, "It's a technique I developed."

"Hm? You developed your own technique?" Ghislaine was shocked.

"Yes. It uses bursts of Magic Power to improve explosive strength and speed. I call it Mana Burst."

"So it is not a swordsmanship technique, but a Magic technique? Using Magic Power to assist in sword combat… I've never heard of anything like it." Ghislaine looked at Mordred again with amazement.

Mordred plainly smiled. He said, "Let's continue sparring. I feel that I'm improving very quickly while fighting you."

As Mordred initiated another fight, Ghislaine and him returned to clashing blades at speeds that made it difficult to keep track of.

Not far away, Eris was deeply frowning as she stood there, her arms crossed, legs spread out wide and mouth in a firm V shape.

She kept up tough appearances, but by now her mind was already a complete blank. It was a ridiculous idea for someone her age to defeat Ghislaine with the sword, but here was that guy…

Why was she so weak and useless in comparison?

It was too much!

Beating people up was the one thing she was supposed to be good at!

She could no longer bear watching the fight that was far above her level. She turned and ran away while suppressing her tears.