Type-Moon: I, Mordred, am so filial.

"You said that was... meaningless correct?"

After listening to Guinevere's words, Artoria fell silent.

This was a problem she had never realized before.

Or rather, this was a problem that Merlin had never taught her.

This problem was beyond the scope.

On the other hand, Guinevere, who had already said the first sentence, completely opened up and began to confide in Artoria:

"Also, Wang, you are too hasty."

"It's always one thing after another, not giving me any chance to breathe, nor giving the country any chance to breathe."

Guinevere said sadly.

It was because of Altria's sense of urgency that she lived alone in the palace for two months, giving Mordred an opportunity to take advantage of her.

"I listen to C.C.My sister said that each generation has its own work to accomplish. Please don't think that one person should complete the tasks of several generations, leaving the next generation with nothing to do."

Guinevere continued to advise - but to be honest, Artoria couldn't agree with this suggestion.

Doesn't she want to take a break?

Of course she wants to be lazy!

But the problem is that state affairs are urgent and don't allow her any breathing space.

After defeating Vortigern, she must start rebuilding the capital. After the capital was built, the Saxons in the south began to invade again.

Summer is here, and the Picts in the north are becoming more and more active.

Inside the kingdom, some kings are dissatisfied with her actions as the King of Britain, and they secretly unite together to make some big news.

In addition, disasters continue, and grain harvests have been poor for years...

Such things are linked together, directly overwhelming. Artoria was breathless - how could she have time to rest?

However, facing Guinevere's serious face, Artoria opened her mouth several times, but could not utter a word of rebuttal.

Because she knew that what Guinevere said was also true.

Moreover, it was the fact seen by the vast majority of subjects.

Under her leadership, this kingdom was indeed on the verge of collapse.

She always said,"Be patient, just be patient."

However, after enduring for so long, how long will they have to endure?

Will they endure until the end of their lives?

They don't know.

Artoria doesn't know either.

But the interesting thing is that

Mordred knows.

"There is no need to be patient anymore"

"As long as you have me, you don't have to endure it anymore."

He said with a smile, gently cupped Guinevere's cheek with his hand, and gently bit her smooth little face.

Guinevere was embarrassed and angry, and buried her head in Mordred's arms again, and refused to come out again.

Mordred didn't say much about this.

He just looked at Artoria, showing off Guinevere in his arms to her with a victorious attitude.

Artoria's face was calm.

To put it bluntly, she and Guinevere were not a couple - but very good girlfriends.

If Guinevere could find the one she truly loved, she would bless her.

However, the only thing that made her feel unhappy was that

Guinevere fell in love with no one else.

It was this naughty child in front of her who looked exactly like her, named Mordred Pendragon.

"What do you want?"

Altria asked with a headache.

At this moment, she probably realized her failure.

But at the same time, she was more curious about Mordred's purpose.

He worked so hard to go through such a big circle, and there were so many designs in the process - why did he do this? Is it just because he doesn't like her?

Altria didn't believe it.

She believed that Mordred must have a more evil plan.

After understanding Altria's meaning, Mordred's face was full of grievance.

"Father, you really misunderstood me, Father"

"This is my country - now, everything in this country is yours, but in the future, they will also be mine"

"How could I have any evil plans?"

"I did this just to make you and this country better!"

Mordred said sincerely.

At this moment, he almost cut out his heart and let Artoria see if it was red.

But Artoria was not moved at all.

""Tell me your terms."

She closed her eyes and said resignedly.

She was not someone who could not afford to lose.

Especially in the current situation, it was meaningless to investigate the cause and effect of the matter.

What was more important was the remedy for this matter.

The rebellion of Princess Guinevere; the sudden appearance of the illegitimate child; and the so-called potatoes that could lay the foundation of the kingdom...

These things made Altria's brain a mess. In a short period of time, she could not make sense of it at all.

However, it didn't matter.

The filial Mordred had already thought of an excuse for his father in advance:

"The brave and invincible knight king came to the deserted forest and found the princess imprisoned in the castle."

"The king fought the evil knight for three hundred rounds and finally defeated him and rescued the princess."

"However, just as they were about to leave, they accidentally triggered the mechanism left in the castle and fell into a secret place."

"Time in the secret realm flows differently than in the real world—and there are some strange crops"

"The king and his wife spent sixteen years in the secret realm before they finally broke it and returned to the royal city with their children."

"And this child born from the secret realm is the child of prophecy who is destined to inherit the throne of Camelot and save Britain from the water and fire - Mordred Pendragon."

""Father, what do you think of this story?"

Mordred asked with a smile.

In response, Artoria cursed without hesitation:

"You are dreaming!" How could she allow such a ridiculous thing to happen?

——

"So are you planning to let history books record the truth, father?"

"This truth is ten thousand times more ridiculous than the story?"

"Anyway, I don't mind."

Mordred asked with a smile.

This time, the Altria sank completely.

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