Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

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　　However, at this time.

　　Artoria, who was in distress, accidentally discovered that from just now, Mordred seemed to have been walking around beside her, as if he was deliberately trying to make his presence felt.

　　Such a scene made Arturia subconsciously feel that the unfortunate child Mordred must be holding back some bad water!

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　　But Mordred felt quite aggrieved.

　　God is pitiful, he really just wants to help his lovely father to solve some trivial troubles to show his "filial piety"!

　　Who knew that Artoria's prejudice against her was so deep - this really made Mordred a little sad.

　　Aggrieved, he buried his head directly in Artoria's heart, trying to find some comfort from his father.

　　however--

　　"If you have something to say, hurry up and let your fart go!"

　　Arturia pushed Mordred away and said with a black line.

　　And after going around in a big circle, Mordred finally entered the theme.

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　　"I think the father seems to have some troubles?"

　　"At a time like this, why not ask the magical Mordred!"

　　He said with a serious face.

　　And in the next instant.

　　When Arturia looked at Mordred with a very suspicious look, and asked him in an almost questioning tone:

　　[Ding, your father (Artoria) has issued a special task to you: carry potatoes. 】

　　[Task requirements: Please transport these potatoes to Camelot's royal capital, [Chalk City] within a week. 】

　　[Task reward: Filial Piety Value X1000! 】

　　The sound of the system sounded, indicating that Mordred's purpose had been achieved.

　　He let out a heavy sigh of relief, and then pretended to be mysterious and led Artoria to a corner.

　　Only then did Artoria discover that in this corner, there seems to be something that has always existed.

　　However, because this thing was always covered by a black cloth, it was not very conspicuous, so she subconsciously ignored it.

　　And now, when Mordred removed the cloth, revealing the strange object that looked like a bull's head inside—

　　"what is this?"

　　Artoria asked curiously.

　　As for this question, Mordred opened his eyes and said nonsense:

　　"This is a toy I made when I was idle when I was a kid. It's a toy to pass the time."

　　"It's called a wooden cow and a horse!" Yi.

Chapter 72

　　seven days later.

　　The capital of Camelot, the chalk city.

　　Early in the morning, the sun has not yet fully risen.The people living in the royal city have already picked up the tools and walked towards the ploughing fields outside the royal city.

　　At the same time, Mordred, who was still sleeping in the luxurious palace, was awakened by a rush of system prompts.

　　"Well, really, the pillows here aren't comfortable at all..."

　　He muttered softly, and looked at CC who was lying beside him, soundly asleep, but unceremoniously moved one of her arms over and put it under his head as a pillow.

　　"Anyway, she has Code, even if the blood of the pillow doesn't circulate, it doesn't matter."

　　Mordred thought, closing his eyes.

　　At the same time, in his mind.

　　A brand new system interface appeared in front of his eyes.

　　"System Upgrade?"

　　Mordred looked at the optimized system interface and silently felt the taste of it.

　　how to say.

　　In Mordred's eyes, such a system optimization is probably the same as Xiaomi changing its own company's trademark from a right angle to a rounded one.

　　If you want to say it looks good, it must be better than the original - but if you insist that this design is worth 200 million... then Mordred can only laugh.

　　Still, it's fine.

　　This system update is definitely not just about optimizing the interface.

　　"It is detected that the host is about to become the ruler of a country. The system has activated the [Lord] module. Please open the module and browse for details."

　　The sound of the system sounded, making Mordred's remaining drowsiness disappear instantly!

　　Last night, he was still worried about how to adapt to his new identity as soon as possible when he was about to become the [Prince].

　　Unexpectedly, this morning, this system helped him solve this big trouble.

　　"Well, this system is quite good."

　　"It's one percent of my demeanor."

　　As he thought about it, he tried to open the new interface of the system.

　　"Lord Mode... In order to better manage this country, does it reflect the situation of this country through data?"

　　Mordred looked at the data in front of him and gradually fell into contemplation.

　　The first thing that appeared in front of his eyes was the population of this country.

　　"The Camelot Kingdom has a population of more than [-] people... and the population in the royal capital accounts for three-fifths of the total?"

　　"That's only [-] people!"

　　to be frank.

　　In Mordred's eyes, he who will command so many people in the future may not be called a real [King] at all.

　　After all, with such a population, it might be a bit too much to call them a village - but at best, it's the level of an average town.

　　Back in ancient times to be the mayor?

　　"Forget it, let's do it."

　　Mordred thought as he continued to look down.

　　Two lines of red numbers came into his eyes.

　　"Food: 56 (about two months)."

　　"Popularity: 20 (low productivity)."

　　As soon as these two data appeared, it directly shocked Mordred.

　　Say something.

　　After comparing the two, Mordred really couldn't tell which of the two data was worse.

　　First is food.

　　It can only feed the whole country for two months. When Mordred saw this number, his first reaction was "this country is helpless, wait to die".

　　He really couldn't understand why his father, the king, dared to squeeze the country to such a limit.

　　Just, in the next moment.

　　When Mordred saw the "Gundam" 20's heart value, he suddenly understood who gave Arturia such courage.

　　"It stands to reason that the popularity value of 20 ... should be at the end of the dynasty, and it is on the verge of collapse."

　　"But Camelot, under the rule of the father, was poor, but no one rebelled... It was as if everyone lay silently in a corner, quietly welcoming the arrival of death."

　　"Well, so that's the case...Is it because the royal father forcibly used his leadership to maintain the hearts and minds of this country?"

　　Seeing this, a wry smile appeared on Mordred's face involuntarily.

　　In a sense, his father... is really super brave!

　　However, it is precisely because of this.

　　But it made Mordred understand what problem he should solve first.

　　"The problem of food can be solved, but people's hearts have to be solved."

　　"Otherwise, with such inefficiencies in production, they would not be able to reclaim the land."

　　The so-called people's hearts are scattered, and the team is not easy to lead, which is probably what it means.

　　But now the problem is.

　　Under the circumstance that this country has been reduced to this level, what way can he, Prince Camelot, use to revive the hearts of this country?

　　"We have to find a way to make everyone happy first."

　　Looking at the dazzling red numbers, Mordred fell into contemplation...