It's a new day. The streets of Camelot Metropolis are very lively. It is said to be lively, but there are not many people, and it is a good scene for Britain, which is barren and has few people.

The hawkers and shopping on the road are very harmonious.

Today is not a big day, it is just a microcosm of the prosperity of the country after King Arthur's rule. King Arthur united Britain in numerous battles in the early years of his reign, driving out the murderous invaders. The people of Britain, who had suffered so much from the war, lived a life of temporary stability.

Although there are no clear instructions, people spontaneously keep the streets in order.

Mordred hummed an unknown cheerful song and strolled leisurely through the streets.

"Wow, wow!" Suddenly, the cry of a little girl in the middle of the road caught Mordred's attention.

"What's wrong with you?" Mordred walked quickly over to the little girl and asked.

"I... I can't find my mother....... Ah, help!! The little girl was about to seek Mordred's help to find her mother, but when she turned her head, she saw Mordred's fierce horned helmet.

The strange shape looks like a demon from hell, and the hoarse tone of Mordred from being changed by the helmet makes the little girl cry out in fright.

"What are you trying to do?" Seeing this scene, the surrounding passers-by surrounded Mordred and denounced it indignantly, and even a few brave ones had already picked up the guy and were ready to rescue the little girl.

Because of the influence of chivalry, the people of the royal capital dare to uphold justice.

"I just watched her cry here alone and wanted to help her." Mordred waved her hands in her defense. But if you obviously have a tone of defense, after wearing the helmet, it becomes dry and hoarse because of the effect of the helmet.

[This kind of voice, how can it sound like a bad person......]

But her dress and voice were so terrible that everyone around her was startled by her and took a few steps back.

"Who knows if you're going to kidnap her!" There were still bold people in the crowd, and after plucking up the courage for themselves, they stood up and questioned.

It seems that no one is going to believe Mordred's defense. After all, Mordred's dress is too deceptive.

Just when Mordred was at a loss for words.

"Please don't get me wrong!" A voice rang out, "He is one of King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table, and he will never do anything to kidnap a girl." ”

As the words fell, a squinting knight with long, burgundy hair stepped out of the crowd.

"It's a knight!" The people before were taken aback: "Please forgive us for our sins of disrespect!" We were so worried about the little girl. ”

"Forget it, you're kind too." Mordred graciously forgave them. "Go back, I'll look for her parents for this little girl later."

The crowd around Mordred also dispersed at once, and everyone went about their own business.

"By the way, aren't you Choi...."Mordred took the little girl's hand and looked at the red-haired squinting knight.

"Don't you recognize me? It's really sad~" The knight sighed, "I'm Tristan." ”

"Oh~" Mordred remembered, "Isn't it Choi sad." ”

"What the hell is Cui Sadness??? Tristan looked confused.