Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

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　　It was such a big mouthful that it directly swallowed half of CC's face.

　　And when Mordred finally let go of his mouth with satisfaction—

　　"I always thought you were just a bear child."

　　"It seems that you are a baby who is still breastfeeding now!"

　　Annoyed, CC scolded fiercely while wiping the saliva from his cheeks.

　　"Childish - just like you, still want to be a king?"

　　"I think you should play your house with this guy!"

　　While talking, CC opened Mordred's arms and ran away like a fly.

　　However, looking at her rapidly disappearing back, Mordred laughed out loud.

　　He knew that CC's grudge against Guinevere should have completely disappeared.

　　From now on, it shouldn't be a problem for the two of them to "get along well".

　　"Today is also a day without a hatchet!"

　　"Big success!"

　　Excited, Mordred directly picked up Guinevere, held it high in the air, and turned in a circle.

　　However, turning around, Mordred suddenly felt that something was not right.

　　"What is that flashy, white thing just now?"

　　Mordred turned his head subconsciously - what caught his eye was the skeleton frame as huge as a mountain.

　　"Why are you still here?"

　　Mordred walked to the skull dragon head and asked.

　　And Votigeng was already yelling in his heart!

　　"If you don't lift the summons, how can I leave?"

　　She was actually quite helpless.

　　The Frostmourne gripped her soul so tightly that she couldn't even ask for her own death.

　　In a sense, this kind of treatment is even worse than a slave.

　　"Oh, sorry, I'll get in touch right away."

　　Mordred smiled awkwardly, took out Frostmourne, and prepared to break the contract with Votigen.

　　Only, at this time.

　　Mordred suddenly discovered that there was no option for the undead bone dragon in the Frostmourne contract.

　　Yes, it's just a tall, black long straight royal sister with a layer of scales on her body.

　　"Who are you beauty?"

　　Mordred asked in confusion.

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Chapter 42

　　"I'm your second uncle!"

　　Votigeng's answer was unexpected.

　　Mordred always felt as if he was being scolded.

　　However, if you think about it carefully... Mordred suddenly felt that something was not right.

　　"Wait a minute, according to the setting, this Votigeng and my grandfather King Uther should be brothers."

　　"If that's the case... Then she's really my second uncle?"

　　"But how did my second uncle become a woman?"

　　Mordred thought suspiciously, and raised Frostmourne in his hand by the way.

　　A blue-white light bloomed from the sword and shone on the undead bone dragon.

　　The undead bone dragon shone at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　In about a minute or so, the cataclysm that once covered the sky over Camelot and created infinite panic disappeared.

　　Instead, it was the high-cold royal sister Mordred had seen from Frostmourne's contract.

　　However, if you look closely, Mordred finds out that the image of the Gao Leng Yujie in front of him seems to be slightly different from the image in the contract.

　　Like her skin.

　　Her skin was very white, but it wasn't as white as Guinevere's, but a grayish-white that looked misty and had no life at all.

　　This gray-white skin symbolizes her identity as an undead creature.

　　At the same time, the snake-scale leather armor that was supposed to be on her body was gone.

　　Instead, it was built of white bones, and it looked very evil.

　　"Tsk tsk, as expected of being a villain."

　　"This temperament looks different!"

　　Mordred stretched out his hand, touched these armors made of bones lightly, and praised.

　　"really not bad!"

　　At this moment, after about three seconds of consideration, Mordred made a very "difficult" decision.

　　He felt that in the future he might never be a good knight like Artoria.

　　Because, now, he has a new plan for his future career:

　　"I want to be a dragon knight!"

　　"How about it, Second Uncle, you will definitely support me, right?"

　　"..."

　　"Second uncle, what's the matter with you, second uncle? You should say something."

　　"..."

　　"Is it because I changed my gender after being resurrected and can't accept it?"

　　Facing the indifferent face of Votigeng, who obviously didn't want to cooperate, Mordred kept asking questions one after another, showing a look of no shame.

　　[As long as I don't feel embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed].

　　This is the philosophy that Mordred has always pursued.

　　And on the other side.

　　Votigeng, who had already seen through Mordred's essence and secretly said in his heart "No matter what this unfortunate child says, I won't reply to him", was overestimating his own mentality.

　　Even more underestimated Mordred's ability to play people's mentality.

　　"You're the one who changed your gender!"

　　"Mother, I was originally a woman!"

　　Votigeng roared at Mordred angrily.

　　But he didn't know that he had accidentally told a rather startling truth.

　　In every sense.

　　This unfortunate child standing in front of her has indeed changed gender.

　　"Ding."

　　"The system detected a new mission target."

　　"Votigeng (grandmother)."

　　"Do you agree to join?"

　　"agree."