Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　And as the first step of this plan -

　　"At least, she must be allowed to speak first."

　　Mordred thought so, and opened the system mall, hoping to find some useful items from it.

　　And after a moment.

　　After narrowing down his search, Mordred managed to find an item that met his request.

　　"Really chocolate?"

　　"After eating, will you express the most real thoughts in your heart for an hour?"

　　"It's just a little expensive!"

　　The price of [-] points of filial piety is already high in this kind of daily props.

　　If it was the original, it would take Moddre about a week to save this "huge money".

　　But now, when Mordred saw his balance.

　　"Twelve thousand points... um, it's okay, it's acceptable."

　　Because of the existence of the "big fat sheep" Skaha, Mordred has gained a lot of filial piety in the last month, and once again brought himself back to the "ten thousand-thousand-yuan household" range.

　　"confirm purchase!"

　　"The transaction is in progress, please wait..."

　　The sound of the system's prompt disappeared in a flash.

　　In the next instant, a chocolate ball the size of a cherry appeared in Modrid's hand, exuding a particularly sweet aroma.

　　After seeing this chocolate ball, Guinevere's attention was instantly attracted to it.

　　"what is this?"

　　she asked curiously.

　　"It's poison."

　　Mordred's answer made Guinevere shudder.

　　As if frightened, she leaned back subconsciously, as if trying to avoid Mordred's persecution of her.

　　However, Mordred's movements were much faster than hers.

　　"Eat it."

　　While Guinevere was not paying attention, Mordred shoved the chocolate ball directly into her mouth, and then lightly held her chin with his hand, helping her to chew a little.

　　The terrified Guinevere desperately controlled her throat, trying her best not to let the chewed chocolate fall into her stomach.

　　However, it is a pity.

　　Chocolate is not other food. The property of melting at a slight temperature allows it to easily change from solid to liquid, and finally flows into Guinevere little by little along Guinevere's esophagus. in the stomach of the child.

　　"So sweet!"

　　Guinevere, who had never felt this sweet before, widened her eyes.

　　Under the influence of this sweetness, she subconsciously loosened her throat, allowing the remaining chocolate to fall into her stomach faster.

　　However, when she ate all the chocolates, she suddenly regretted it!

　　"I should have waited a bit longer."

　　She licked her mouth subconsciously, recalling the dreamy sweetness.

　　At the same time, a trace of doubt rose deep in her heart.

　　"Is this really poison?"

　　She looked at Mordred and asked suspiciously.

　　If she wanted to come, if it was a poison used to kill people, there shouldn't be any need to make it so sweet, right?

　　Or is this poison actually used for suicide - to make it less painful when you die?

　　"Well, this design is quite humane."

　　Guinevere thought, closing her eyes.

　　This intense sweetness dilutes her fear of death, allowing her to face it with a more calm attitude.

　　however--

　　"It is indeed poison."

　　"Think about it, after eating this [poison], will you still be interested in other foods in the world?"

　　"Well, what a pity—you'll never enjoy food as good as this again."

　　"That feeling must be interesting, right?"

　　Mordred said with a smile.

　　After hearing such an answer, Guinevere, who had already closed her eyes and waited quietly to die, suddenly opened her eyes.

　　She is not a fool.

　　On the contrary, she is also very smart.

　　Otherwise, Artoria would not marry her back as a princess.

　　And now, she has guessed Mordred's true intentions from Mordred's words——

　　"No, you can't be so cruel!"

　　Guinevere suddenly stood up from her seat and protested loudly:

　　"What you're doing is really... too immoral."

　　As it turns out, the power of sweets is great.

　　On this island, which is read as Britain, but written as "the birthplace of dark cuisine".The temptation of sweets has been brought into full play!

　　once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.

　　Like Mordred said.

　　It's okay if you haven't eaten

　　But now, under the premise that it is clear how delicious this "poison" is.How could Guinevere endure a future without chocolate?

　　"What exactly do you want?"

　　"tell me."

　　"As long as it's not too much, I can satisfy you."

　　Guinevere said seriously.

　　The medicinal effect of genuine chocolate has already begun to take effect.

　　ps: If you write like that, you will be sealed....

Chapter 33

　　In order to have a more in-depth communication with Guinevere, Mordred exchanged another chocolate.

　　Of course, Mordred did not continue to buy the expensive quality chocolate because the effect of the genuine chocolate had already taken effect.

　　Instead, he spent five points of filial piety to buy a bucket of chocolate that was cheap but full of weight.

　　Judging from the label on the package, there should be about a pound of chocolate sauce in it.

　　"Do you want to?"

　　Mordred opened the lid.

　　A sweet and greasy sweet smell came over her face, but it almost made Guinevere faint.

　　However, it was a happy fainting.

　　"want to."

　　Under the influence of sincere chocolate, Guinevere without any hesitation, directly expressed the most real thoughts in her heart.

　　"As long as you're willing to talk to me, it's yours."

　　Mordred slapped the chocolate bucket, offering an offer that was too easy to question if it was real.

　　However, facing this condition is simple, but it pays off handsomely.Guinevere hesitated.

　　She didn't know what kind of purpose Mordred had to "seduce" her.But she clearly knew that Mordred should be Arturia's enemy.

　　She is Artoria's princess and should stand on the same front as Artoria.Husbands and wives are of one mind to fight foreign enemies together.

　　Instead of knowingly being bewitched by the enemy as it is now.Still hesitating here, I want to negotiate terms with the other party.

　　Mordred saw Guinevere's hesitation.

　　However, for Mordred, this is not a problem.

　　Because he had already figured out what method to use to win Guinevere's trust!

　　"Don't worry, Queen."

　　"The relationship between me and the king is not an enemy."

　　"Even, that king is still my idol - I have always thought that I was working hard for the goal."

　　Mordred said with a "face full of admiration".

　　Of course, what he said was [-]% true, and there was absolutely no falsification at all.

　　He has indeed always strived to improve himself by pushing the king's career to Artoria, and has to train hard every day, daring not to slack off.

　　At the same time, Guinevere's eyes lit up instantly.

　　She didn't know the truth, and thought that Modrid was a character like the Knights of the Round Table.

　　Only, if that's the case.Guinevere didn't quite understand it again: