Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　While smiling, Mordred divided the two contracts into two copies, one for himself and one for Vivian.

　　The black-faced Vivian directly patted the contract in her hand on the table.Then, with the greatest strength and anger in his life, he said a "serious word" to Mordred that he had never even thought about before.

　　"Get out of here!"

　　"Okay, mother!"

　　……

　　Camelot Palace, outside the city gate.

　　The soldier on duty at the city gate looked at the dust on Mordred and greeted him with a smile:

　　"Yo, Your Highness."

　　"You rolled out again?"

　　For the entire Camelot, it was no longer a secret that their Highness Mordred was asked to get out by Arturia every three days.

　　And the most amazing thing is that Mordred himself has a happy attitude towards this kind of thing.

　　Because he knew that the Briton's enthusiasm for royal gossip had reached a level that was almost paranoid.

　　If they don't take the initiative to find some fun for them, they will definitely find something to do for themselves - and maybe they will make a big mess.

　　So, in Mordred wanted to come.Satisfying the curiosity of the public in this way is definitely a sure-fire thing.

　　Anyway, he won't lose even a single copper coin because of the criticism of these idiots.

　　"What's wrong with getting out? This shows that my father is very caring for me!"

　　"You want to get out--but are you worthy?"

　　As Mordred spoke, he kicked the leg of the guard soldier.

　　The force was not too big, it just kicked the guard soldier to the ground.

　　And the guard soldier was not angry. After getting up from the ground, he still looked at Mordred with a grinning expression until Mordred disappeared from his sight.

　　"What a kind and friendly highness."

　　After withdrawing his gaze, he turned his head again, glanced at the gorgeous palace behind him, and nodded proudly:

　　"With such His Highness, Camelot will have no worries for a hundred years!".

Chapter 101

　　evening.

　　The afterglow of the setting sun shines brightly, illuminating a way home for those who go out early in the morning.

　　Exhaustion was written on their faces, but there was a piercing brilliance in their eyes.

　　They are in groups of three or five, talking and laughing ~ come back.

　　"It looks much better than half a month ago - before."

　　"At least, there is a person now."

　　CC sighed on the wall of Camelot King City.

　　Speaking of which, Mordred has only been in the Camelot Kingdom for less than a month.It has brought about such a huge change in this country.

　　If we let him continue like this... maybe, it can really create an unexpected future.

　　But Mordred did not intend to observe those civilians.

　　From the beginning to the end, he just lay on the city wall, watching the gradually sloping sun in the sky, standing in a daze.

　　For Mordred, such a situation is rare.

　　"what happened to you?"

　　CC, who already knew Mordred quite well, immediately discovered the abnormality of this bear child.

　　Moreover, she questioned Mordred at the first time, wondering if the bear child had caused another major disaster.

　　However, to CC's surprise.

　　This time, the bear child seems to have really found his conscience.

　　"I'm just thinking, for these people, is my existence... a blessing or a misfortune?"

　　Mordred explained softly.

　　A confused expression appeared on CC's face.

　　She didn't know where this arrogant child was stimulated, and she had such a bizarre association for no reason.

　　but--

　　"You know, this world actually has restraints."

　　"They exist to correct the history of those deviations. And when historical deviations can no longer be corrected, the world will be adjudicated."

　　"And these people in front of me... if it wasn't for me, they should have been wiped out."

　　Mordred is right.

　　In that given history, the Celtics are destined to withdraw from the stage of history.

　　Even though they once drove the Saxons out of the sea under the leadership of Arturia, and achieved a brief revival - but after Arturia's death, those Saxons took the opportunity to come back and completely occupy the island.

　　In later Britain, the main ethnic group that constituted this island country was not the Celts at all, but the Anglo-Saxons.

　　But now.

　　"According to the latest information from the front line, those Saxons have completely fallen into the trap and have completely entered our cage."

　　Here, even Mordred had to admire the execution ability of the Knights of the Round Table.

　　Tristan and Bedwell seem to be honest and loyal, and they also carry a tall literary style.But when they really started, they were more ruthless and decisive.

　　And those Saxons actually fell bloody mildew.

　　If it is on the plain connected to the sea, they actually still have a way of retreat, but they can still choose to escape.

　　But now, when they were introduced to this island by Tristan and Bedwell, they completely blocked their way back, and there was no possibility of any retreat.

　　And on the frontal battlefield, do they have any hope of defeating these two Knights of the Round Table?

　　Therefore, they could only flee to other countries like a lost dog, as Mordred expected.

　　Now they are like a cooked duck, which can be eaten by Mordred at any time, and there is absolutely no possibility of flying away.

　　And this is where Mordred is troubled.

　　Of course, he could choose to swallow these Saxons directly, sweeping them out of the stage of history.

　　You can also use these Saxons as knives, nibble away other forces step by step, and finally take this island back into your own hands.

　　None of this is a problem.

　　But the question is, what should he do after this?

　　"The glory of the present will become the source of their suffering in the future."

　　"I don't know if the future I promised them was the future they hoped for."

　　"I don't know how much they would regret if they really lost their future because of my existence."

　　Mordred looked at the sun that was about to set, and only the last rays of the sun remained, and sighed.

　　However, in the next moment——

　　"Snapped!"

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　　A crisp slap sounded, followed by burning pain.

　　"???"

　　Mordred touched the right side of his face and stared in disbelief.

　　"Why did you hit me?"

　　He looked at CC and asked angrily.

　　But CC's expression is quite calm.

　　"If you want to know why, then stick out your left face."

　　"???"

　　Mordred didn't know what the witch was selling.

　　But out of instinct, he still obediently probed the left side of his face.

　　Then--

　　"Snapped!"

　　There was another crisp applause.

　　Mordred blushed.

　　CC's hands are also numb.

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　　To be honest, she had long wanted to beat this bear child.

　　But he couldn't find the opportunity, so he didn't start.

　　And now, Mordred came directly to the door.

　　It was simply dozing off and sending pillows.

　　CC took the risk of being defeated and slapped Mordred twice.

　　And now, her hand is indeed about to be abolished.

　　But it was really more comfortable.