Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　"You can try to live the life of an ordinary person."

　　"However, you need to always remember - you are not an ordinary person."

　　"Everything about you belongs to me, whether it's this body or your soul."

　　"On this point, I hope you will always remember."

　　Mordred said with a smile.

　　This is advice from the emperor. .

Chapter 273

　　What is an emperor?

　　Different people will have different answers to this question.

　　For Mordred, there is only one answer to this question:

　　"The so-called emperor is more self-willed than anyone, more tyrannical than anyone!"

　　Say something.

　　Even Mordred knew it wasn't a good word.

　　For the current world, his existence is probably reversing history.

　　But - no way.

　　Who made him the emperor?

　　Even the mighty long river of history can never shake him.

　　Not to mention, it's Ilya, the little water flower that has flooded the long river of history!

　　"You have a good rest today."

　　"From tomorrow, you need to make up for the time you have missed in the past four years."

　　Mordred said, taking his hand off Illya's body.

　　Only, he was surprised.

　　Just as he got up from the bed and was about to leave.

　　A pair of slender palms suddenly embraced one of his fingers.

　　This is a retention from Illya.

　　"I do not hate you."

　　A trembling voice came out of Illya's throat.

　　The sound was very light, like the night wind passing through the leaves in the forest, making a rustling sound.

　　"However, I can't thank you either."

　　she continued.

　　Clear tears were already falling down.

　　In the face of Illya who looked like this, Mordred smiled.

　　He just got up from the bed and sat down on the bed again.

　　Even after a while, he lay down directly.

　　This is Illya's single bed - it is so small that Mordred and Illya need to be close to each other to be able to lie down.

　　In response, Mordred unceremoniously embraced Illya in his arms again, connecting them closely.

　　"So much the better."

　　He smiled and answered O.

　　……

　　The next day.

　　Due to the fact that she slept too late last night, it was not until half past nine in the morning that Illya opened her eyes in a daze.

　　She rolled over subconsciously, but her arms fluttered in the air and landed straight on the other side of the bed.

　　At this moment, she suddenly realized that Mordred had left here.

　　For some reason, Ilya's heart suddenly felt a little empty.

　　And when she walked out of the bedroom and finished a simple wash-

　　"Mother."

　　Illya saw Irisviel sitting on the sofa.

　　And the bowl of red jujube porridge placed on the dining table, still exuding a trace of heat.

　　She called out to her mother timidly—but her voice was weak and her tone was very unnatural.

　　The image from last night reappeared in her mind, but it made her not know how to face Irisviel for a while.

　　But fortunately, Irisviel is not the kind of person who will let the awkward atmosphere continue to ferment.

　　"Very cute."

　　Irisviel responded with a smile when she heard Illya's call.

　　But it made Ilya stunned for a moment.

　　"I mean, Ilya last night was cute."

　　Irisviel continued to explain.

　　But it was ashamed that Ilya had a big red face.

　　She lowered her head and silently sipped the red date porridge in the bowl.

　　A stream of heat ran down her throat and swayed into her stomach - but it warmed her heart a lot.

　　Even with it, the spirit is also relaxed a lot.

　　So much so that she could even raise her head and joke about Irisviel:

　　"mom, Mom, Mom."

　　"Mom is cute too."

　　……

　　After breakfast, Illya lay down on the sofa for a while.

　　Then, when it was close to noon, he followed Irisviel and drove to Sakura's house.

　　Speaking of which, Illya and Sakura are actually about the same age.

　　But unlike Illya, Sakura chose a different path.

　　She was exposed to the mysterious world too early, chose to give up her identity as an ordinary person, and completely integrated into the mysterious world.

　　Therefore, Sakura attended a relatively "special" school.

　　In this school, she received a more rigorous and comprehensive education.

　　The duration of education is seven years in total.

　　After the completion of these seven years of education, the school will directly assign jobs to them.

　　Holy Britannia Imperial Security Bureau - there will be her only home.

　　And now Mordred has almost arranged her path for the next [-] or [-] years.

　　"Graduate in seven years, and then spend two or three years in the bureau, looking for an opportunity to be promoted to become a junior leader."

　　"Waiting for five years to become a middle-level cadre - you should finally be able to become a senior leader when you are twenty-two or three years old."

　　"As for whether you can become the leader before the age of [-]... that depends on your own destiny."

　　Honestly.

　　At the age of early twenties, it is already a very remarkable thing to be able to become a senior executive of a bureau.

　　That is to say, with Mordred here, the back door can be opened for her from time to time - otherwise, she will probably be in circles with the little boss for a lifetime.

　　As for after the age of [-]?

　　"It's [-] years old, it's time to retire and enjoy a happy retirement."

　　"I didn't even reach the age of thirty when I was the emperor."

　　Mordred said seriously.

　　She was telling the truth.

　　In fact, if it really counts according to age.He abdicated when he was twenty-three years old.

　　Then, Lily, who had just turned eighteen years old, was forced to take over the burden of the empire from Mordred and endure the pain that she should not endure at her age.

　　Who else can understand the feeling that a prodigal family who has worked so hard can't lose all their family property, but the family property is still more and more lost, and the prestige is getting higher and higher?

　　Anyway, Lily was speechless to those farts who raised their hands and shouted "Long Live Your Majesty Lily" and "Long Live Holy Britain" no matter what they did.

　　And now-

　　"I haven't had time to think about that much yet..."

　　Seeing the path Mordred planned for herself, Sakura smiled awkwardly.

　　She really never thought about these things.

　　Because she knew that with Mordred around, her treatment would not be bad.

　　And on the other side.

　　When she sneaked a glimpse of Mordred from Irisviel's hand, he clearly showed a lemon-like expression on his face: