Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　She always felt that this unfortunate child had something to say.

　　However, in the next moment.

　　Before Arturia could figure out what tricks the arrogant child had set for her, a question from Vivian brought Arturia into the social death mode again.

　　"That...you haven't said it yet."

　　"Why do you call my mother queen, but call her father father?"

　　Blinking a pair of big watery eyes, Vivian asked curiously.

　　However, Mordred did not immediately answer the question.

　　After all, he only knew an outline - details or something, but he couldn't tell at all.

　　He just raised his head and looked at Arturia with an expectant look, hoping that Arturia could fill in the details of the story herself.

　　However, Arturia had absolutely no intention of cooperating with Mordred.

　　She just raised her head and stared at the ceiling with an ethereal, or rather dull, gaze, as if she was detached from the world and everything in the mortal world had nothing to do with her.

　　This time, Mordred will understand!

　　"In other words... let me make it up?"

　　Then he is so good!

　　If he can't make up a love story comparable to "The Liang Zhu" and "White Snake", then he has never read books, right? !

　　however.

　　That is, when Mordred was weaving words and brewing emotions—

　　"It was adopted by Sister Wang to me."

　　Looking at the corners of his mouth rising wildly, he looked at Mordred who was holding back some bad water.Artoria, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke.

　　"Because I am a woman and have no children, I asked Sister Wang to adopt one for me."

　　"So, he kept calling me my father."

　　Arturia said expressionlessly.

　　But Mordred was dumbfounded.

　　He never imagined that this king with thick eyebrows and big eyes would have a day when he would speak nonsense against his conscience?

　　But now, Arturia not only said it, but also made it up.

　　"As for the conflict between me and Sister Wang... that will all come later."

　　"Now that I think about it, it's probably my fault."

　　Looking at Vivian in front of her, Arturia's paralyzed face finally showed a gentle smile.

　　In fact, she didn't even notice it herself.

　　After staying with Mordred for a long time, she was also involuntarily infected with some of Mordred's bad problems.

　　For example, if she was before, it would be absolutely impossible to choose to lie in order to maintain Vivienne's pure and unsullied heart.

　　But now, considering that this Wang sister in front of her is indeed different from Morgan, and she may become her assistant and a powerful helper in the revival of the Camelot Kingdom.

　　Arturia chose to ignore her conscience.

　　After all, conscience... can't fill the stomach.

　　Not to mention--

　　"If I didn't make up a lie... things could have gotten worse?"

　　Arturia turned her head and glanced at Mordred.

　　The warning color in his eyes is undoubtedly revealed.

　　……

　　After a moment.

　　After chatting with Vivian for a while, Arturia found an excuse and left the living room where she was sitting on pins and needles.

　　"She's really busy."

　　Seeing Artoria's back when she left, Vivian asked with some distress.

　　"Doesn't she have a servant of her own?"

　　In Vivian's mind, this may be a very incredible thing.

　　After all, she had seen how King Uther handled government affairs.

　　The one who also inherited the power of the red dragon and became the king of existence beyond human beings distributed most of the power in his hands, but only retained the power to command the military.

　　This is also the most common way of ruling in this era.

　　In normal times, kings and lords run their own affairs without interfering with each other. At most, they collect some taxes.

　　When the war started, the lords organized troops and rushed to the front line at the call of the king to form a legion similar to the combined army.

　　And, like Artoria, the practice of professionalizing the commanding generals with special personnel in charge of them can be said to have created a precedent.

　　"Maybe it's just because the courtiers under her hands are all waste."

　　Mordred shook his head, and by the way hacked the stupid knights of the Knights of the Round Table.

　　However, in the next moment.

　　Mordred's words suddenly changed again:

　　"Okay, Queen Mother, you have already met the King, and the private affairs are over."

　　"Should we talk about 'official business' now?"

　　PS: What do you mean by an unimagined path? .

Chapter 99

　　The "official business" in Mordred's mouth naturally refers to the arrears of the [-] gold coins.

　　However, to be honest.

　　Mordred really did not expect that the mere [-] in arrears would be so troubled.

　　When Mordred thinks about it, isn't it [-] gold coins--isn't the relationship between their mother and son worth the [-] gold coins?

　　Going back [-] steps, even if Vivian really intends to settle accounts with his own mother and son.Mordred was not afraid at all.

　　Don't forget, this body of Vivian was created by Mordred using the "perfect artificial life cultivation device".

　　That is a creation from a fourth-level civilization, a legendary item, and the kind that cannot be bought in the system store.

　　Why is it worth eighteen million?

　　Mordred thought so, and didn't plan to be serious with Vivian from the beginning.

　　However, what Mordred never expected was—

　　"This body is priceless!"

　　"It can't be measured by money!"

　　In front of Mordred, Vivian turned her waist and put on a smug look.

　　But Mordred understood the implication of Vivian's words.

　　"The meaning of not being able to be measured by money... is it worthless?"

　　"Mother, do you want to be so stingy?"

　　Mordred said helplessly.

　　He really didn't expect that Morgan could be so stingy when he was young.

　　And after about five minutes.

　　When all kinds of persuasion failed, Mordred finally realized that he could not reach any money agreement with the stingy mother in a normal way.

　　"Okay, mother."

　　"Then I'm going to talk to you about the taxation of the fairies in the ideal country."

　　Mordred said expressionlessly.

　　A pair of "I'm just doing business, please don't embarrass me~〃I".

　　And Vivian stared at her eyes and opened her mouth, showing a look of doubt about life——

　　"tax?"

　　She asked, her voice raised an octave directly.

　　"What does the taxation of your kingdom on earth have to do with our ideal land?"

　　Vivian asked inexplicably, and stared at Mordred with a rather unkind look.

　　She had reason to suspect that the unfilial child in front of her must have just thought of a lame reason to forcibly steal her property.

　　however--

　　"But my father has Lungominiad."

　　Mordred continued.

　　That expressionless expression was exactly the same as Artoria's when she was handling official business.

　　"We've lived on this land for generations—before the Kingdom of Camelot was built."

　　"But my father has Lungominiad."

　　"Before this, there has never been a precedent for taxing us!"

　　"But my father has Lungominiad."

　　"Can't you say something else?"