"In other words, you were born to overthrow my rule?" Artoria asked again. As she spoke, she rubbed her hair. [I said that Sister Wang suddenly invited me to a banquet that year, and I became unconscious after drinking. Afterwards, I felt dizzy and weak. It must have been the old witch who did it......]

She guessed that it was indeed planned by Morgan. However, the technical support is provided by Merlin. That's right, it's the Merlin who slipped away as soon as things went bad when he didn't close the door!

"Yes, disgrace to my king...... Mordred replied. But I can't fake my admiration for you! I genuinely want to follow behind you and act as your brave sword. Grace your crown! ”

"So......" Mordred's tone was already mixed with a hint of anticipation, "have you acknowledged my identity?" As the only son of King Arthur Artoria. ”

Mordred never thought there would be such a scene! The lion's wish is simply divine~

If the lion robbed here, he would surely be glad to say that he didn't have a child at the time...... that he had raised Mordred as his own daughter.

For the first time, Mordred had such strong hopes for these things, that his status would be recognized by the king on the throne.

"No, not yet!" Artoria simply refused.

Hope turned to disappointment, and Mordred fell into the clouds. The ups and downs of her mood made her suddenly irritable, and the despair brought by the disillusionment of hope made it even more difficult for her to control herself.

His hands clenched into fists, Mordred clenched his fists hard, and a few drops of bright red blood flowed from between his fingers.

There was silence for a long time, and Mordred kept his head down and said nothing. Suddenly, Mordred raised her head viciously, her eyes almost bursting out.

"King Arthur! I! That's what I'll let you! ……”

Before Mordred could finish speaking, another voice came from the throne.

"Choosing a successor is definitely not a matter that can be solved hastily, and it is not allowed to be sloppy! Without a matching ability, it can only bury the people and the country! ”

"Show me what you're capable of!" Artoria's expression suddenly became very solemn, "Mordred, I will not recognize you until you show the ability to match my successor." ”

In other words...... [the next step is to redouble your efforts to prove yourself!] Mordred secretly cheered herself up in her heart.

Slowly getting up, Mordred put the helmet back on his head. Thinking that Artoria on the throne bowed heavily, Mordred solemnly promised, "It will impress you!" ”

…………… In the main hall...............

Mordred walked out of the main hall, swaying all the way and not knowing how to walk, just dizzy.

It happened so suddenly that Mordred wasn't even mentally prepared, and her life was suddenly exposed to her father's eyes. Mordred had already resigned herself to her fate, but what did Artoria's final attitude mean? Anyway, Mordred was very happy to be called a son.

"Huh? Stop, don't run!! Mordred cried.

Behind the wall not far away, a dog's head slowly poked out. Who else could it be if it wasn't Merlin? Seeing Mordred come out of the temple, Merlin turned and ran.

"!!Shh A sound pierced the air, and a flying shadow flashed. Mordred threw the sword in her hand.

"Ding~" The big sword was delicately inserted less than an inch beside Merlin, and several electric sparks exploded along the way. The frightened Merlin stopped fleeing.

"I, me, me, don't get excited! Steady, steady! I have something to explain to you......" Merlin struggled, never in such a desperate way as he was now.

"Humph!" Mordred walked over to Merlin and pulled out the sword that had been stuck in the ground. With a cold snort, Mordred didn't plan to make much of a deal about Merlin. She hadn't intended to criticize Merlin for anything, and it was only a coincidence that this situation would occur.

"I'll get around you this time......" Mordred couldn't pretend to be angry, after all, she had a good heart.

"Alas???。" Merlin couldn't figure out what was going on. Judging from the future he had predicted through magic a long time ago, King Arthur would not admit that Mordred's disgraceful status would not be recognized. Then from love to hate, Mordred, who was angry and angry, would take advantage of King Arthur's army to launch a large-scale rebellion.

And then there was the inevitable and devastating end. The end of Arthurian myths and legends, and the return of Britain to the flames of war.

However, the fate of all this is quietly changing. Merlin couldn't have imagined what had just happened inside the hall. Running fast just now, Merlin didn't dare to stay for a second, so he ran away. Naturally, they missed what was happening in the temple.

As for Merlin, he can also be regarded as one of the masterminds of Mordred's birth. It is absolutely impossible to say that you are not looking forward to the future of Mordred.

Anyway, this matter is in the past, and Mordred doesn't plan to be an unserious bastard national teacher anymore.

"What the hell do you mean?" Merlin asked again.

"Don't ask." Mordred said.

"But you'll have to make amends for my wounded heart!"

"How to compensate?"

"Eat, eat, buy, buy, buy!!"

Merlin seemed to hear the clinking of coins spilling from his wallet.