Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　Vivian seriously looked at Artoria in front of her with a very distressed expression on her face.

　　Her sister... must have suffered a lot, right?

　　Vivian guessed silently in her heart.

　　However, in the next instant.

　　Just when Vivian was about to open her mouth and greet Artoria in a cordial and enthusiastic tone—

　　"How do you dress up like this ghost?"

　　"What conspiracy is it?"

　　"I don't have time to mess around with you."

　　Artoria, who was standing in front of Vivian, said expressionlessly.

　　At the same time, she raised her alert level to the highest level in her heart.

　　It's almost a knee-jerk reaction.

　　No way, who made the former Arturia fall into Morgan's trap, so that she made this big mistake that she regretted for the rest of her life?

　　(Mordred: Meow meow?)

　　As the saying goes, once you are bitten by a snake, you are afraid of the rope for ten years.

　　In Artoria's heart, Morgan is probably the most terrifying woman in the world.

　　In a sense, this is probably Morgan's success.

　　After all, there are absolutely few people or things that can successfully cast a shadow in the heart of the King of Knights.

　　Except for the broken sword in the stone, probably only Morgan can do this.

　　And Vivian felt quite aggrieved.

　　She didn't know why the younger sister in front of her treated her with such an excessive tone, as if she didn't intend to recognize her at all.

　　On the other hand, because she represented Morgan's kind personality, she couldn't hate Artoria at all.

　　She could only turn her head and put her earnest eyes on Mordred, hoping that her filial son could help her explain the cause and effect of all this to Artoria.

　　And Mordred did not hesitate at all.

　　He directly took out the memory red crystal, and then scrolled to Artoria what Vivian had said to him.

　　"I also have a sister? It's nice..."

　　"She must be cute, right?"

　　"Hate her? Why hate her? That's the only relative."

　　"I'll call her [Auntie] in the future, you know!"

　　"Oh...I really want to see her."

　　"..."

　　The screen played, showing Mordred's experience in the past few days.

　　With the playback of this picture, the atmosphere at the scene became more and more stagnant.

　　how to say.

　　It's almost like a large social death scene.

　　Except for Mordred who believes in the creed of "As long as I don't feel embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed", both Vivian and Arturia are in a state of calm on the outside but panic on the inside .

　　who am I?

　　where am I?

　　Am I the one playing on this?how do you look so stupid...

　　My sister Wang said I was cute?Am I still awake?Or am I deaf and have auditory hallucinations?

　　all in all.

　　With the gradual enrichment of the content of the picture, the expressions of the two parties became more and more exciting.

　　So Mordred couldn't help but exchanged a memory ruby ​​in the system store, recorded this wonderful scene, and left it as a souvenir...

　　And at the end of the last.

　　When this stagnant atmosphere reached a peak, finally one person couldn't bear it anymore.

　　However, this person is not Vivian who is standing beside Mordred, nor is Arturia who is standing opposite Mordred.

　　But -

　　"Crash."

　　With the sound of flapping its wings, the crow, which had been hiding in a big tree since just now, finally couldn't hold back its desire to kill, and rushed out of the canopy, flew to the distant horizon, and disappeared. .

　　"Break the defense, break the defense, the clown is actually me!"

　　Looking at the crow that was gradually receding, Mordred clapped and laughed, with a look of schadenfreude.

　　This really can't blame Mordred for being ignorant.

　　If you want to blame, you can only blame Morgan for being too wide.

　　Who made her follow Mordred from the ideal land, monitoring their actions from beginning to end?

　　"Even if I'm your son, you have to give me some space for me, don't you?"

　　Mordred thought so, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

　　According to what he knew about Morgan, it would take a long time for his mother to calm down.

　　"It should be easy for a while."

　　A conspiratorial smile appeared on Mordred's face.

　　At the same time, on the other hand.

　　It was probably also Tomorgenfort. Arturia and Vivian were finally able to break free from the extremely suffocating atmosphere just now.

　　"Then... let's go ahead and talk about it."

　　As the master, Artoria took the initiative to invite Vivian.

　　Then, without waiting for Vivian to make any statement, she turned around and walked towards the palace.

　　A cold and domineering President Fan, who can't be rejected at all.

　　However, Mordred, who knew Artoria very well, knew it.

　　At this moment, Arturia's heart is definitely not as calm as she seems on the surface.

　　"It's exposed, Father!"

　　Looking at the quivering hair on the top of Arturia's head, as if dancing disco, Mordred shook his head with a smile.

　　Then--

　　"Please, Queen Mother.".

Chapter 98

　　Camelot Palace, in the living room.

　　This luxuriously decorated room has always been disliked by Arturia.

　　However, the current Artoria is very fortunate that she still has at least such a house that she can afford to maintain her "decency".

　　This is a very strange mentality - logically speaking, Arturia, who has always advocated simplicity, should not have such thoughts.

　　However, the woman in front of her who called herself Vivian broke her inherent habit.

　　"Sister Wang..."

　　The veil was taken off, and a familiar face appeared in front of Artoria.

　　However, completely different from the "Morgan" in Artoria's impression, she couldn't feel any evil and hostility from the girl in front of her.

　　Yes, it is pure and gentle than the lake of the Fairy Lake.

　　"Tell me, what the hell is going on here?"

　　Artoria, who was sitting in the seat, turned her attention to Mordred.

　12 Seriously, at this moment, she just wanted to throw Mordred in France—or farther afield.

　　As long as you don't stay in this British island, you can continue to harm her!

　　However, the bear child in front of her always takes pleasure in harming her.

　　And, completely unaware.

　　"Yes, Father, please report to Rong Erchen."

　　Mordred clasped his fists with both hands, trying to show a well-behaved and sensible appearance.

　　However, the glimmer of joy in his eyes revealed his mood at this moment.

　　"Before this, don't you want me to ease the conflict with my mother and improve the relationship?"

　　"I have been worrying about this matter all the time. I am worried and anxious all day long. I don't want to eat and drink. I just want to solve this matter as soon as possible, share the worries for the father and the king, and..."

　　"Speak the key."

　　"In order to achieve revenge against you, the mother separated her kind personality and kept it in the ideal land."

　　"Ke'erchen felt that she was better-looking than the queen mother, and also wanted to let the father see such a beautiful and gentle queen mother, so he created a body for her and brought her out of the ideal land."

　　"How about father, my queen is really beautiful, isn't it?"

　　Mordred patted Vivienne on the shoulder proudly, and asked showing off.

　　"..."