The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

Don't care about ghosts?I always feel that there is something in your words...what are you looking forward to?

——If you were a princess, then who would be the knight who saved the princess in embarrassment?

...

Undeniably, at that moment, Lancelot's face flashed in my mind, but then I suppressed the idea.

I said, there are limits to joking...

——I was seen...

You are so obvious that you can't see it, it's a ghost, bastard!

——You dare to say that you have no expectations at all?

Convex =.=|||

——To become angry?

Shut up, you bastard!Rather than a princess saved by a knight, I would rather...

--would rather?

Forget it, when I didn't say anything.

Sitting on the windowsill, I looked up at the endless blue sky and let out a long breath.

I don’t know how to do anything, the innocent and innocent role of the vase princess really doesn’t suit me at all...

Chapter Fifty

In fact, in my setting, Mordred is a very well-behaved child, but it's a pity that he has a mother like Morgan and a "father" like Altria...

Sigh, Maude’s feelings for the little squid are actually very simple and hazy. Perhaps the goodwill that may have been generated against the opposite sex was strangled in the cradle by Xiaolanhua at the beginning (Mo, Xiaolanhua, I should say that you are really worthy of it Is it natural black? Love rivals are solved so easily.)

It is because of this kind of feeling that there is no more disaster behind him...

Hey, Merlin and Morgan, you two are really guilty... (Spoiler forbidden!)

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hateful!Why did it fail again at a critical point!

[Mur Aphira, I have said many times, you don't need to push yourself so tight.

[But I am really unwilling!Why am I always better than that bastard!Even this time... even this time!

[Can't you just accept your competitive spirit?It's not that he didn't know that Miltinen could be described as a'monster' in a sense.Why fight with him?

[I just can't swallow this breath.I can't do what Altria he chose to do!

[You...Sooner or later, you will be forcibly killed.

[Sister Vivian, don't persuade me.This time, I must succeed!

……up to you……

Thank you.

[Nothing to thank.You just have to remember that the secret lake is your eternal home.

[I will never forget this.In the name of'Qi'...]

[I hope you remember what you are saying now.

[That is natural.So... Sister Vivienne, can you help me now?

[Really... Knowing you and Miltingen, I owed you two in my previous life... Tsk!

Is everything in the book true?

Getting up from the familiar glassware containing the solution, Mordred walked to the edge of the book that had been opened before entering the container, and started stunned as usual.

The liquid in the container is getting less and less, and the mother...has not been here for a long time.

The mother who had come here every day in his memory, although she couldn't see her appearance but could hear her voice, the time span for coming here was getting longer and longer.

Was he abandoned by his mother?

As a failed experiment?

Recalling the last words he heard while awake, Mordred tilted his head and thought.

Ah... Maybe that's the case.

Because his strength is not strong, even after several months of birth, he still needs to rely on instruments to maintain normal wear and tear.

Because of his birth defects, he can't even make the most basic sounds without relying on magic props.

The book said that useless things are destined to be discarded.

So, he was abandoned by... his mother?

Cocked his head, Mordred nodded, affirming his conclusion.

Since it has been abandoned, then...I should have left consciously as written in the book, right?

Closing the book in front of him, Mordred turned his head and looked at the familiar room.

Although he said he was leaving, Mordred found that he didn't even feel the "nostalgia" described in the book.

What do you miss?What can't you give up?

Mother?

However, what should the so-called "mother" look like?

Even if Mordred thought about it for a long time, he still didn't have an image concept.

Because he has never seen his mother.

That woman named "Morgan Fei Merah".

All he remembered was the cold liquid and container, the empty room and the cold air.

It's boring.