Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

Chapter 115

　　It's a small nugget with a tantalizing aroma.

　　The seed beast's instinct tells it that if it eats this small crystal block, it should make the leaves on its head slightly larger.

　　But the Seed Beast did not rush to eat this small crystal.

　　Instead, he first hid this small crystal block in his own leaf, and then happily played with Fufu.

　　The exquisite garden in the eyes of adults is the best place for adventure for their smaller "animals" - for this, even Fufu, who thinks she is the owner of this garden, is actually very interested in this garden. Not much research.

　　She only knew that from the time she opened her eyes, she was already in this garden.

　　"Fufu, Fufu."

　　The little white beast screamed cheerfully in the bushes, and from time to time tugged at the soil, and found seven or eight small crystal blocks from it.

　　The size of these small crystals is basically uniform, about the size of the fingernail of CC's little finger.

　　But their colors are colorful—white, green, yellow, and even red.

　　Seed beasts like green small crystal blocks the most, and red small crystal blocks least.

　　And at the end, when it was time to part, Fufu generously gave all these small crystal blocks to the Seed Beast.

　　"Aren't you either?"

　　The seed beast put these small crystal blocks on his head and carefully hid them.Then he asked suspiciously.

　　But Fufu shook her head.

　　"Fuff."

　　She doesn't need these little crystals.

　　She holds the principle of [comparison], feeds on competition and growth, jealousy and remorse among human beings, and possesses the characteristic of being "stronger than the other" as the [fourth beast].

　　Therefore, her growth does not need these things.

　　"Is that so..."

　　The Seed Beast nodded and continued to ask:

　　"Then are you still here tomorrow?"

　　"Fufu!"

　　This is a rather cheerful voice, which means that she has made a promise with the seed beast.

　　"Okay, I'll come to play with you tomorrow."

　　The Seed Beast jumped and said with a smile.

　　In the end, still feeling a little reluctant, it blew a lot of bubbles at Fufu again, and then jumped away with the bunch of colorful small crystals.

　　……

　　Camelot Palace, in the bedroom.

　　When the seed beast came back here, C.(bcef)C. had gone out to work.

　　The affairs of the school cannot be separated from her, so she cannot follow Mordred and Guinevere to deal with the affairs of the Liao Dekuan Kingdom.

　　I have to say, this is really a pity.

　　On the other hand, Guinevere, who had completely packed her bags, was discussing travel plans with Mordred.

　　Originally, according to Mordred's idea, they should have taken the somersault cloud and flew all the way to the palace of Liao Dekuan Kingdom.

　　However, when Mordred saw the two large boxes of clothes and gifts that Guinevere had sorted out, he instantly changed his mind.

　　Flying with so much stuff... somersault clouds can literally cry.

　　"Let's go down the road."

　　"However, is it necessary to bring so many things?"

　　Mordred looked at the list of gifts prepared by Guinevere. One was the first and the other two were big.

　　He really wanted to tell Guinevere that they weren't there to give gifts this time.

　　On the contrary, receiving gifts is more or less the same.

　　however……

　　"No way!"

　　"It's a symbol of our face - we have to be well prepared!"

　　Guinevere answered very seriously.

　　To put it bluntly, this time, she traveled as a princess.

　　It was her hometown again, the Kingdom of Liao Dekuan.

　　And in Liao Dekuan's kingdom, she will meet those kings from other places.

　　Therefore, no matter from which point of view she looks at it, she has to make full use of her own style - this is not only to give Artoria a face, but also to give her father a face.

　　In this life, people can't get around the word "face" after all.

　　After understanding this, Mordred felt that it was necessary to do things more absolutely.

　　"In this case, these things can't be brought."

　　"What kind of gold, silver and bronze... vulgar, too vulgar!"

　　"This does not reflect the historical heritage and strength of our Camelot Kingdom!"

　　With a big wave of his hand, Mordred directly rejected Guinevere's two large boxes of gifts, leaving only the clothes and accessories that she might wear these days.

　　"I'm going to ask my mother for some points - she's got a lot of good stuff."

　　Mordred said confidently.

　　In Mordred's mind, the status of the ideal land is actually similar to that of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea in "Journey to the West".

　　If you need any baby, go to his mother to ask for it, there must be!

　　As for, is Vivian, who has always been stingy, willing to help Mordred in this matter?

　　"Hey, we don't take anything valuable."

　　"Just grab some wine or something, or a drinking glass or something, it's enough to blind the eyes of those bastards."

　　"Besides, I'm his son. If I want something, can she still give it to me?"

　　"If it really doesn't work... Yes, there is a granddaughter here."

　　"Our grandfather will go together, don't believe her and don't nod!"

　　Looking at the Seed Beast that jumped in from outside the room, Mordred stretched out his arm, hugged it, and raised it above his head.

　　In this regard, although the Seed Beast felt a little stiff all over, but did not make any resistance.

　　Because it clearly knows that the relationship between Mordred and its mother is indeed somewhat unusual.

　　After all, CC didn't sleep with it at night, but with Mordred.

　　And after a moment.

　　When Mordred with the Seed Beast on his head broke into Vivian's bedroom and called out to his mother.

　　The goblin queen's attention was instantly attracted by this chubby seed beast.

　　Or, to be more precise, it was attracted by the mixed force that lingered around the Seed Beast.

　　"This is……"

　　She stretched out her hand in surprise and touched the two leaves on top of the seed beast's head.

　　Then, she successfully touched the colorful little crystal blocks that were hidden on the top of the head by the seed beast.

　　"Root residue?!!"

　　Seeing this, Vivian's eyes shrank for a moment, and then she quickly retracted her arm.Looking at the Seed Beast sitting on top of Mordred's head with a look of doubt about life, he asked in a trembling voice:

　　"Where exactly are you holy?".

Chapter 116

　　There are actually many different names for this little nugget.

　　Root residues, regular fragments, mysterious crystal fragments... It doesn't matter what you call it.

　　Because in essence, they both refer to the same existence:

　　"In the past, the world was sparsely populated and everything was withered. It was completely in a state of chaos and ignorance."

　　"At that time, tentacles extending from the root ruled the world, giving it its first life."

　　"And they are what you commonly call [Gods]."

　　Camelot, in the queen's bedroom.

　　When Vivian finally confirmed that the seemingly cute little guy in front of her was not a dangerous and terrifying existence similar to the Primal Devourer.This calmed down a little, and told Mordred about the history of this planet:

　　"Later, human beings gradually grew, and all things flourished. The world was developed step by step, and finally arrived at what it is today."

　　"More and more is known, less and less is unknown-."

　　"And those so-called gods, along with the increasingly rare mysteries, have returned to their roots."

　　"After this, it is the generation of mankind."

　　"And those fairies probably created the ideal land at that time, and all migrated to it."

　　Speaking of this, Vivian's face showed a touch of sadness.

　　As a human being, she of course knows that the rise of human beings is a historical trend that no one can go against.

　　But at the same time, as a magician, she prefers the spellcasting environment of the ancient times—all the magicians of the age of God are comparable to magicians, but it is definitely not random.