No one knows King Arthur better than I do

But then she couldn't hold back Morgan, so she thought of such a way out of haste.

"Hey, Karl, how about we fight a game, and if you win, I'll be your bodyguard?"

She was going to warn Karl, and by the way, let her mother see that the other party was weak in terms of combat power, and then it was Lakar's end so that her mother's attitude could not be so tough.

It's rare for her to think of a good way to kill three birds with one stone, but it's a pity that Karl wasn't fooled and didn't get angry.

After hearing what Mordred said, he sat on his throne and crossed his legs, speaking confidently.

"I can beat you, why do I need you as a bodyguard!?"

Forehead…

What you said is so reasonable that I am speechless!

But Mordred seemed to be planning to say something after he reacted, but Morgan, who heard that Karl didn't want to bully this bear kid, directly showed his strong side and completely suppressed Mordred.

From that day on, there was an extra guard in silver full-body armor by Carl's side.

Mordred himself was naturally unwilling.

But Morgan said so, even if she didn't want to, there was nothing she could do.

And then she saw something that Karl's first impression hadn't given her.

"Okay, I see. Your accommodation has been arranged. Then go and stand by. Get used to the environment here first. If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell the fairies around you. We can deal with it at any time. make radical changes.”

"It is a great honor, great king."

With such a simple conversation, Karl successfully sent away the last race to meet today.

Mordred followed Karl silently.

At first she thought that Karl's work was like a signboard, and it would be over after a few words, but after a few days, Mordred discovered that Karl would ask Skaha to give him the list of all reported ethnic groups in advance, and then advance Analyze and adapt.

Only in this way can he say such words when he really faces the race.

From language, habits to diet, living environment - others don't know, but Mordred has seen that this lazy guy has really put a lot of thought into these things.

Regarding this point, Mordred also asked Karl why.

But Carl's answer to her was very simple.

——I called them all the way here, which is basically equivalent to abandoning their comfort zone and entrusting their lives to me.If they don't say anything after they come, but let them live and eat uncomfortable first, then they are very pitiful.

Just for such a reason, can a lazy person do such a troublesome thing?

For Carl, who basically needs to learn an extra foreign language every once in a while, although Mordred can't tell it from his attitude at the moment, he actually has some approval for Carl in his heart.

Although this guy seems inconspicuous, there is nothing unreliable about how he treats his own people.

——This is an extremely reliable king.

and……

After finishing his work, Mordred followed Karl back home, and then waited for Karl to cook with Scathach and Morgan.

For Mordred, though, that's irrelevant.

——But Carl's cooking is really delicious!

Scathach and Morgan looked at the gorging Mordred, and for a moment seemed to see a wilder Artoria.

And I don't know how long Mordred hasn't mocked Karl.

I don't know if she really approves of Carl, or if she is just being soft-spoken.

If you bring in Artoria...it might be the latter...

After dinner, when Carl was going to look at the materials of the race he was going to interview tomorrow, Mordred, who was leaning against the wall beside him, suddenly spoke.

"Carl, your preparations don't look like normal preparations—I've seen that air fleet too. To build such a team, do you plan to fight somewhere next year?"

During this time, Mordred also saw it.

Ireland is obviously preparing for war.

Her feelings about this are a bit complicated.

—Could it be to declare war on Britain...

When he thought that his mother would face off against his father, and then he would be caught in the middle, Mordred felt dizzy for a while.

And Karl hummed directly after hearing Mordred's inquiry.

"It is indeed going to war."

After saying this, Karl, who glanced at Mordred from the corner of his eye, spoke again.

"Don't worry, it's not war with Britain—it's war with Rome."

War with Rome?

Mordred's eyes widened.

The strength of Rome is basically deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Regarding the fact that his father wanted to go to war with Rome, Mordred could sigh Artoria's courage, let alone Ireland.

But she didn't quite understand either.

Why is Britain and Ireland all of a sudden going to war with Rome?

Just when Mordred was about to continue asking, there was a knock on the door of Karl's studio.

"come in."

Karl's golden dragon eyes swept across the closed door casually, and he knew exactly who was knocking on the door outside.

"king."

The door was pushed open, and in came the King of the Vikings.

"Did you come to see me for something?"

Hearing Karl's question, the Viking king nodded.

"My lord, I am really pleased that you handed over all the navy of the nations to me—and because all kinds of survivors from the Age of Gods have come over recently, our navy of the nations has indeed become stronger. But I'm thinking, just saying that obviously isn't enough."

The king of the Vikings straightened his back, and spoke to Karl very seriously.

"So I'm going to take some time off."

"Ask for leave?"

"Well—— Wang, I'm taking a two-month leave. If I haven't come back in the spring, you can find someone else, Commander of the Navy. But if I come back—I will definitely command more Vikings from Denmark. People from Beijing have come to join our navy of all nations!"

The Vikings around Ireland are currently just one branch of the Vikings.

The real big force of the Vikings is still in Denmark.

Obviously, the king of the Vikings intends to go back and pull all these Vikings over, and pull this huge group that can even establish the Viking Empire a few hundred years later to the chariot of all nations.

Karl couldn't help sighing when he heard the King of the Vikings say this.

"Even if you don't go, I will find a way for the sea troops."

"No! King, please let me go! If I succeed, then the Roman sea force will never be our opponent!"

The Viking King's eyes were wild.

In his opinion, the team led by Karl should look like this.

Push it directly with the trend of crushing, and then no matter who stands in front of the king, it will be wiped out!

Seeing the look in the eyes of the Viking king, Karl knew he couldn't stop him.

"All right…"

In the end, Karl agreed to his proposal.

Then I don’t know if the king of the Vikings made a start. Many races have come to propose to Karl during this time to take or build their own secret weapons.

obviously.

Now most of the survivors from the Age of Gods have gathered here, which also means that all nations have officially entered a state of battle!

……

34. Nero is here!

Mordred has changed a lot this month.

Her first day in Ireland—Carl is no match for you, Mother!

Fifth day——Even if I, Mordred, jumped from here today and died here, I would never agree with your relationship!

Day [-]—Hmph, although this guy is still a good king, he can't compare with his father and the silver hero!So I don't approve of your marriage!

No. 15 Days - Carl's cooking is delicious.

No. 20 days - Wanguo is really comfortable to live in.

No.20 five days - IWC's heating is really good.

No. 30 days, that is, today, Mordred looked at the half-red, half-white cauldron in front of him and the various ingredients placed around the pot, his eyes glowed for a moment, and he grabbed Carl's arm Shake to and fro.

"Carl, Carl—it smells so good, how do you want to eat this thing?"

While being shaken by Mordred, Carl prepared a few dishes of dipping materials for her, then picked up the chopsticks, put a piece of tripe into the spicy pot, and put a chopstick of mutton into the clear soup pot.

"This thing is called a hot pot. You put the raw ingredients into the pot, take them out when they are cooked, and eat them with the sauce."

Uh-huh!

Mordred's talent in combat is something Karl has never seen so far.

But I have to say that her natural filial son is exactly the same as Artoria in one point - that is, in eating.

At the beginning, I didn't know how to eat, but after being explained by Carl, I quickly became proficient.

Put the ingredients in the pot, and then use your intuition to confirm that the ingredients have reached the best level, and then directly pick them up and eat them with the ingredients.

But Mordred doesn't eat everything.

For some unfamiliar things like tripe, I don’t move my chopsticks, basically I just eat some meat, vegetables and other things.

It was Karl who cooked a piece of hairy belly for her, then dipped it in some ingredients, and put it in her bowl. After she ate it, she also included these things she had never seen before in her food list.

Scathach and Morgan both smiled and shook their heads when they saw that Mordred had basically integrated into this side.

Especially Skaha.

One month is too short for her who does not know how many years she has lived.

So she basically watched Mordred change from a guy who kept talking about taking Morgan back in a blink of an eye to a guy who probably couldn't pull her away from Wan Guo.

——It’s so interesting.

While Mordred was eating with all his heart, and Scatha was watching Mordred laughing, Carl came to Morgan's side.

"When I said that we would spend winter together, I thought about eating hot pot in winter, but I didn't expect that a lot of messy things really happened from then until now."

Hearing what Carl said, Morgan also sighed a little.

When the two of them agreed to spend this winter together, maybe no one expected so many things to happen.

First Vortigern, then Rome, Merlin... Now even the Crowned Heroic Spirit is on the opposite side.

Carl became the king of kings from the owner of the tavern, but Morgan gave up his identity as a British royal family and came to Carl's side.

Thinking of this, Morgan glanced at Carl.

"Although I said that, such days are getting farther and farther away from the life you long for... At first you said you wanted to open a small shop, but now you have become the king of kings. But your lazy look really hasn't changed at all."

Hearing what Morgan said, Carl scratched his head.

"Alright."

Hearing what he said, it wasn't just Morgan, but even Scathach's eyes came together.

Carl looked at Mordred who was still eating like this, and spoke slowly in a flat tone.

"The road is always like this. The more you want to go in which direction, the farther you may be from that direction-there is only one way to go back, but there are many ways to go forward, so if you take the wrong way What kind of life do you want to live is still up to you.”

If you can't decide the environment, you can adapt to the environment...