Chapter Ninety-Three: The Poor Man Who Uses the Dining Table as a Weapon
After Galahad left, Mordred fell asleep on his bed.
It's been a lot of experience, and the energetic Mordred can't help but feel tired. Immediately after falling, Mordred fell asleep.
"Father." Mordred muttered in his sleep.
Legend has it that God was in the creation of Mordred
[Put some handsome.] γ
[Put some cute.] γ
[Put a little rebellion.] γ
[Let go of the longing and admiration of my father......]
[it, put too much!!] γ
In short, Mordred is such a hopeless father.
Mordred slept until dawn.
"Dangdang! Mordred, I'm in! Mordred, who was lying in bed, heard a knock at the door, and Galahad walked in generously.
"Let me sleep five more minutes.... Decade!! Mordred rolled over and went back to sleep.
"You...."Galahad had long been accustomed to Mordred's like this, but he still looked puzzled, "Don't you even take off your armor when you sleep??" β
"It's true." Hearing Galahad mention of his armor, Mordred sat up and clutched his barren chest: "Actually, I have a disease that kills when you see your face. β
(I'm really sorry for you if you don't have good genes!) βfrom a certain king who was also barren. οΌ
"Hahaha!" Mordred laughed: "Should you say you are simple or should you call you stupid, you will believe everything I say!" Are you sluggish? β
"Uh......" Galahad pulled out a super large cross-shaped round shield with black lines on his face, "I really have a shield!" β
"Hahaha, no kidding you." Mordred's tears of laughter were about to come out. "What the hell did you do last night, you didn't stay with me long before you left in a hurry."
"I'll get my shield!" Galahad flicked the shield, making a metallic sound.
"This shield," Mordred couldn't think of for a moment, "why do I feel so familiar with your shield..."
"Don't guess." Galahad's face became even more ugly, "It's the round table." β
"You said it was the rustic round dinner table?" Mordred couldn't hold back a laugh again, "I remember secretly dumping all the root vegetables that were forced by the Gawain gorilla at the last dinner party. β
Hearing this, Galahad knocked the shield on the ground, and a mass of red, yellow, and green unidentified objects poured out of it.
"Huh." Galahad laughed angrily, "I told Gao Wenqing to go." β
"Don't!" Mordred quickly grabbed Galahad, who was about to leave, "Brother, you have to be kind." β
"It's you..."
Galahad was about to say something, but suddenly his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.
"Whew~" blew his hot fist, and Mordred said helplessly: "The head is really hard." I don't want to do it either, who told you not to cooperate? β