The Traitorous Knight Mordred

But while you were chasing away Lancelot, who was in the way

You gave me an opening to take this country's eromanga for myself

Mordred

So you were the one who put Lancelot's book onto my seat...

One on one, old man

We shall break our spears, break our swords, and break our eromanga

And fight until our clothes rip off unnaturally to service our readers...