Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　"Retaliation? How is that possible!"

　　"Am I so stingy?"

　　"You are my favorite woman - it's too late for me to love you, how could I take revenge on you?"

　　"..."

　　CC has to admit that Mordred's smile is very contagious, and his words sound very sincere and heart-warming.

　　That is, if his actions can be consistent with his words, that would be a great thing.

　　……

　　noon.

　　Camelot Palace, in Mordred's bedroom.

　　Because CC's body was temporarily unwell, Mordred could only bring her a hard board so that she could work normally while lying on the bed.

　　In this regard, CC himself does not feel anything.

　　She has followed Mordred for so long, and she has seen all kinds of big scenes.

　　However, Vivian, who was watching from the side, was already feeling a heart-pounding feeling.

　　Take a look at the current CC, they are already miserable in this state, they are still doing their best to work, and they have to keep working even if they are injured.

　　You know, this is the concubine appointed by Mordred, who is destined to become Queen Camelot in the future!

　　In a way, this is the closest person to Mordred.

　　However, even for those who are so close, he can be ruthless and take such a heavy hand.

　　What about the others?

　　Isn't it used to death as long as it is not used?

　　Thinking of this, Vivian couldn't help shivering.

　　Don't forget that, because of the tax payment, the fairies in the ideal country have also become Camelot's "subjects" in name and are included in Camelot's ruling system.

　　And what's even worse is that the fairies in the ideal country are really not afraid of death!

　　"It's too bad."

　　Vivian thought in despair.

　　She has reason to think that this is really the worst thing in the world.

　　Just, in the next moment.

　　Mordred proved to her with actions that there is no worst, only worse.

　　"Mother, I heard that you are very good at magic? Show me your hands?"

　　"...".

Chapter 106

　　Speaking of which, although Vivian and Morgan are essentially the same person, in terms of magic, they have their own areas of expertise.

　　Morgan excelled in potions and curses—plus, perhaps, bioengineering.

　　And what Vivian is good at is the most orthodox magic, the magic of fairies.

　　In Northern Europe, magicians like her actually have a special name.

　　【Druid】.

　　Using the energy that exists in the natural world, he integrates his spirit with the foundation of the world, and guides a great magic that can be called a "miracle".

　　This is the spellcasting skill that Vivian has mastered.

　　As for the specific performance of this spellcasting skill...

　　"rain!"

　　Vivian, who heard Mordred's request, even though she felt helpless in her heart, she could only wave her hand and show Mordred a little of her true skills.

　　I saw, accompanied by her cry.The weather, which had been clear and cloudless just now, suddenly became violently windy.

　　A dark cloud floated above the sky, and after a while, rain fell from the sky.

　　The rain was not heavy, nor was it long.

　　But the meaning behind it is quite significant.

　　"Amazing mother!"

　　Mordred exclaimed loudly, looking proud of Vivian.

　　But Vivienne was not happy at all.

　　Because she knew that Mordred, the arrogant child, would not easily praise others.

　　In the same way, if he starts to praise people, it also means that he starts to calculate something again.

　　For example, now-

　　"Mother, I suddenly had a good idea."

　　"You will definitely support my mother, right?"

　　While talking, Mordred jumped onto Vivian's lap, stretched out his hands, and hugged her arms tightly, as if he would never let go if he didn't agree.

　　Vivian's reason told her that she must not let go at this time.

　　But unfortunately, Mordred is so annoying.

　　A cheeky face that is invincible in the world, coupled with the paranoid spirit of never giving up until the goal is achieved, directly upset Vivian, and she can't control herself at all.

　　Of course, this is mainly because Vivienne is kind.

　　If it was Morgan, Mordred would never do it this way.

　　"Okay okay, what do you want to do? I'll help you."

　　Vivian complied, and Mordred let go.

　　"That's right, mother."

　　"I want to build a school."

　　Mordred, who got off Vivian's lap, tidied up his clothes a little.

　　Don't look at his usual arrogant appearance, but when it comes to serious business, he still cares about his image.

　　And Vivian was a little puzzled.

　　There is no such thing as a "school" in the British Isles.

　　The academic system that once shone in the Greek states failed to extend its influence to this island on the northwestern frontier of the European continent.To this day, the oldest teaching system is still practiced on this island.

　　That is, the master teaches, the apprentice learns, and it is passed on from word of mouth, but the Fa is not passed on to six ears.

　　Or rely on their own homeschooling to break out into a new world.

　　However, in any case, such a one-to-one teaching method has a very obvious drawback.

　　"too slow."

　　"It's too slow."

　　"Under normal circumstances, people who have gone through this education system will have to go through at least ten years of tempering before they can stand on their own."

　　"And ten years later... I guess I have already driven the army to Constantinople!"

　　"With such a large site, there are not many local talents to serve me... It would be a joke to say it."

　　Mordred said very seriously.

　　He never hides his ambitions - but at the same time, he knows that to achieve them, he has to do more.

　　Now he needs a lot of talent.

　　However, these talents are not "heroes" like the Knights of the Round Table, who can make their names shine in the long history.

　　It is a relatively common management talent who can help him manage a place and ensure that it will not cause major troubles.

　　Therefore, in this case, the construction of the school is almost imminent.

　　"I don't need quality, I just need quantity."

　　"As long as he is a little bit talented, I will recognize his value and use it for me."

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　　"And they will also become the skeleton of the empire. Together with me, we will create a brilliant royal career."

　　Looking into Vivian's eyes, Mordred said very seriously.

　　In this regard, to be honest, Vivian didn't actually understand what Mordred was talking about.

　　After all, she was experiencing orthodox "one-to-one education" - and had no idea of ​​the importance of school.

　　However, she can understand Mordred's thoughts in her own way.

　　"It's nothing more than wanting to cultivate your own power."

　　Vivian, who didn't really understand the meaning of "talent", simply regarded the idea of ​​Mordred as his desire to cultivate his own henchmen.

　　However, this explanation is not wrong.

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　　because--

　　"I will be the principal of this school."

　　Mordred said in a obliging tone.

　　At this point, no one can argue with him, and no one dares to argue with him.

　　In addition, as the principal, Mordred took this bedroom as his own hall, and announced the personnel appointment for the school on the spot.