Awkwardly burying his face into Morgan's thigh, Mordred suspected that he was dreaming.

"The sword you use is the prototype of all holy swords in the world."

Unable to continue stroking Mordred's face, Morgan turned to stroking Mordred's blond hair.

Although it looks a little prickly, it is actually very soft to the touch.

In this regard, he inherited from King Arthur.

"Um……"

Mordred pricked up his ears. This feeling of listening to a story in his mother's arms was really not bad.

"5000 years ago, a planetary vanguard named Sefalu was dropped on the earth."

"He is an existence whose instinct is to devour civilization. He began to destroy everything since he came to the earth."

"The Nordic God System, the Olympian God System, the Greek God System, the Indian God System, the American God System... and the Prehistoric God System."

"The white giant levied all the way and completely cut off all civilization on the surface. There is no longer a systematic kingdom of gods on the earth."

Morgan's mother narrated softly, waving her hand and launching a magic civilian in mid-air, in which stories that no one knew were played.

"Is that, Ragnarok?"

Mordred opened his curious eyes, and the white giant crushed all the civilizations of the gods from the surface of the earth, just like the Ragnarok that all gods had to face in the legend.

"Yes."

"And Sefalu is about to extinguish all the fires of civilization and destroy all continents where life can be born. Before that -"

"Entrusted by this planet, the fairies forged a sword."

In the picture, six original fairies are holding a golden holy sword.

Later, the Holy Sword of the Stars was handed over to a Holy Sword user. Under that person's use, it bloomed with infinite power, and finally destroyed the alien predator among the mountains.

"This is the prototype of all holy swords in the world, the sword of salvation forged by the six original fairies in the Inner Sea of ​​the Stars."

"The Sword of Salvation can have a killing power against targets that threaten the planet and the survival of mankind."

"That is, the crown sword you used just now."

Morgan possesses endless knowledge and is one of the most powerful witches in the world. It is normal for her to know these secrets.

But she could tell these things clearly and tenderly, and the only one who could receive this honor was Mordred.

"Save the world...must kill..."

Mordred recited these two words, and his heart was filled with excitement.

She had become a savior for once, and it wouldn't be a loss even if she died this time.

"Wait a minute... If there is a Sword of Salvation, wouldn't the alien god have nothing to fear?"

Suddenly, Mordred thought of it.

The biggest threat to mankind at present is the alien god who has been causing trouble.

Since the Holy Sword of the Stars still exists on the planet, the ones that should be killed most are the aliens that invade the earth.

"It is because of the existence of the Holy Sword of the Stars that the true form of the Alien God has not arrived..."

He stretched out his finger and scratched Mordred's nose. Morgan had an expression of hatred for steel.

But no matter how you look at it, it must be a doting smile.

"Is...is that so? Hahaha..."

Mordred laughed awkwardly, causing the audience in the live broadcast room to burst into laughter.

As expected, he is a fool recognized by the round table. He can't even understand such a thing.

"But... the Holy Sword of the Stars is not that easy to use, you should have noticed it."

Grabbing Mordred's limp hand, Morgan's body emitted a faint fluorescent light.

"Your spiritual foundation is dissolving, and your body has turned into powder. Even if I protect you with the protection of the fairy in the lake, I can still preserve a faint light of your soul."

"So I say, you are too hard on yourself."

As a mother, seeing her daughter become like this, Morgan's tone could not suppress the sadness and blame.

"Sorry...mother."

Mordred said embarrassedly, but it felt great to be cared about.

Although she was apologizing, there was a relieved smile on her face.

"However, I don't regret it."

"My father must have been carrying these burdens all the way. As the only legitimate successor of King Arthur, I must not embarrass my father."

"I'm satisfied to achieve this level..."

After struggling to move his right hand, Mordred curled up and assumed a more comfortable posture, placing his hand pillow on the queen's exposed thigh.

Soft, very smooth, and feels great in the hand.

"You kid..."

After plucking Mordred's dull hair, Morgan seemed a little helpless.

"Come back to me, I can take you to the Fairy Country."

"There, I can repair your soul and transform you into a fairy body."

"How about you survive this way?"

The light emanating from Morgan continued to dispel the darkness around Mordred, but this was not a permanent solution.

The spiritual base damaged by using the Sword of Salvation cannot be repaired, and if the broken soul continues to be eroded by the world, Mordred will die sooner or later.

A silence.

The silence lasted for several minutes, and Morgan did not urge the motionless Mordred, but gently held the child's hand.

"Feel sorry……"

After careful consideration, Mordred reluctantly declined Morgan's invitation.

"I have made a wish to the Holy Grail. When it collects enough magic power, it will bring all the Knights of the Round Table and the city of Camelot back to the world."

"I hope...by that time, I can continue to accompany my father."

Morgan's embrace was warm and the conditions he spoke out were alluring.

However, Mordred could not give up on Arthur.

If she really goes to the Fairy Country, she may have to fight her father again when King Arthur comes to the world again.

This was unacceptable to Mordred. She could never let the kind king show a sad expression again.

"Is that so... that's it."

Morgan tightened his grip on Mordred's hand, looking a little disappointed with this answer.

But she didn't do anything too drastic, she just squeezed Mordred's palm a little.

"This time, you chose Arthur again."

She was probably helpless.

As the mother of Mordred and the mother of many Knights of the Round Table, Morgan has faced this answer many times.

109.Morgan’s Fairy Kingdom

This harmonious scene of mother and daughter is so loving.

The reunion between Mordred and Morgan has an epic and tragic emotional color, but it also makes people feel that things in the world are unpredictable and repetitive.

"I'm sorry...I can't stay with my mother."

Mordred's eyes were a little dim. As a child, she must be extremely unqualified.

"It doesn't matter, I'm used to disappointment."

Morgan's words revealed unimaginable sadness.

Kai, Akiwen, Gawain, Gareth, Gahereth...

She had many children, but they all abandoned her and went to her enemies.

King Arthur took away her inheritance, took away her kingdom, and took away her children.

Thinking of this, everyone could not understand why Morgan hated Arthur so much.

"Queen Mother...what did you experience after you left Britain?"

Probably even a slow guy like Mordred understood the heavy story of Morgan after saying this.

Although she could not be with her mother to relieve her loneliness, she still wanted to share her mother's sorrow.

"Leaving Britain means leaving pan-human history..."

Morgan sighed, like a homesick wanderer.

Mordred was silent. Morgan had supported her rebellion in Camelot and killed many Knights of the Round Table. In the end, Mordred's rebellion failed.

As the biggest promoter of Mordred's rebellion, King Arthur could only banish Morgan from Britain under the advice of many knights.

At first, everyone thought that Morgan would definitely go to Europe, maybe become a French noble, and continue to fight against Camelot.

But what I didn't expect was that after leaving his hometown, Morgan completely lost news, as if he had disappeared from the world.

While this relieved many knights, it also increased the guilt in King Arthur's heart.

Of course, Mordred didn't know all this, and she had already been stabbed to death in Kamlan at that time.

"At that time, I left pan-human history and came to a strange parallel time and space."

Ignoring Mordred's random thoughts, Morgan continued to tell his story.

She now looks like a mother who dotes on her daughter, with no trace of the ruthless concubine in the center of history.

"There...the Holy Sword of the Stars has not been forged. The white giant has collected everything on the surface, leaving only a clean ocean."

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