In the year 1760, Artoria of the Melocho family was born in Buheki, the capital of the Duchy of Meloqiu, and in the same year, a newborn baby was born in the distant Dream Forest, to be exact, made.

This is a baby lying on a bed made of flesh and blood, and there are some tympanic-like objects around the baby, which may feel like placenta if viewed from a distance, but when you get closer, you can find that this tympanic-like object is not a placenta, but a human body.

Unlike ordinary babies, when the baby opened his eyes, he didn't cry, he didn't make a fuss, he quietly looked at the first figure that appeared in front of him, and the figure, Morgan Lefy, the witch of the red dragon, quietly picked up the baby: "Oh, my child, Mordred. ”

"Mordred's name is Mordred?" the baby, who looked like he had just been born, opened his mouth to speak, and Morgan Le Fay, who was holding him, did not have the slightest fear, but patted Mordred's back kindly like a loving mother, soothing him.

"Yes, my dear child, you are the son of Arthur I, Grand Duke of Merochow, a child born after eighty years, and tortured Mordred. ”

The baby known as Mordred tilted its head, its tight little face seemed to be in deep thought, and when it was over, Mordred softly called "Mommy". Hearing Mordred's call, Morgan Le Fay touched Mordred's body again as if he were stroking a treasure, and smiled.

Years later.

"Mom, it's my 4th birthday, can you answer my question, why am I still born when my father has been dead for so many years?" Mordred asked Morgan Le Fay in an extremely precocious tone, and it was hard to believe that this was a child of only 4 years old without looking at the interrogator.

Morgan Le Fay stroked Mordred's head, squatted down and put his nose close to Mordred's face, and said softly: "Of course it's okay, little Mo, because you are not a child born of a normal pregnancy, but a child born to me by magic, after all, Arthur I has been dead for so long, hasn't he?"

"What kind of magic is it that makes you have a baby with your dead father?" Mordred asked, widening his eyes and curious. Although he is only 4 years old, he is too precocious, he has read a lot of books and understands some common sense truths, such as that it is impossible to have children with a dead person.

Although it was a little inexplicable, Morgan Le Fay still said according to the agreed statement: "There is an archmage named Alex, who has invented a potion called the black light virus, which can live the flesh and bones of the dead, and I will sprinkle the black light virus on your father's bones, and it will ...... ...... for the time being"

Morgan Le Fay blushed slightly, and Mordred was no longer entangled in this issue, so she changed the subject: "Then mother, why did you give birth to me?"

Morgan Le Fay hugged Mordred and hugged Mordred into his arms: "Your father once saved me, he was a great man, a noble man, a pure man, but this great hero was not rewarded, his ideals were forgotten, his kingdom was usurped, and his daughter died alone and unmarried. ”

Mordred understood, and he looked up at his mother's blood-like eyes: "Then as his son, I will take back my father's inheritance!

"My poor boy, more than eighty years have passed, and the original rebels are basically dead, even if you are full of blood, who can you take revenge on?"

"They still have offspring!"

Morgan Le Fay laughed, let out a crisp laugh, she let go of Mordred, stood up and waved her hand, and summoned a teleportation array behind her: "Then my dear child, would you like to go to the world first?"

"Pathfinder?" Mordred pouted, "why not go and take back what is rightfully mine?"

Morgan Le Fay covered his mouth and smiled: "You are only 4 years old, my child, don't ignore the cultivators of the Principality of Merochu just because you are the torture and killing form. ”

"Then when will I not go to explore the path, but really regain the inheritance?"

"At least until I'm 11 years old," Morgan Le Fay grabbed the branch that was within reach of the side of the plate, pinched a leaf, and then let the branch bounce back freely, feeling the friction of the leaf as it left his fingers, which reminded Morgan Le Fay of the old days, "I also became a dragon sorcerer when I was 11 years old. ”

A Guiwen is an ordinary peasant girl in Xiluofeng Village, she is 13 years old this year, as an ordinary peasant girl, the only thing she is not ordinary is that she had a dreamlike chance encounter in her childhood, and she still thinks it is like a dream, thinking that it is just a passerby who suddenly broke into her life.

As a result of that encounter, Gui Min was fortunate to survive the attack of the monster and was not bitten to death by the monster while chopping wood, although the person who saved him was a child who looked younger than himself.

The child was very good-looking, his green eyes were like emeralds, his bright blonde hair was as dazzling as the midday sun, and his fair skin was the "best human skin" that had been fully maintained without long-term labor, dwarfing Guiwen.

But aside from his appearance, he is nothing more like the dragon-slaying warriors the troubadours sing about, especially his right hand, which is more like a terrifying monster. In the face of the monster's attack, his right hand was covered in a terrifying mass of blood-red flesh through strange wriggling, and the end formed a pure black sharp scythe.

The sharp scythe was not an ornament, it only took a slight slash to cut through the demonic beast that could be fatal to Guiwen, but with a slight swing, the huge body of the demonic beast was split in half. After the monster fell, the child's scythe's arm turned into tentacles again, quickly wrapping around the entire monster's body.

When the tentacles first tied the body of the monster, it was bulging, but it quickly deflated, reminding Guiwen of the scene when the python digested its food—although it was much faster than this, and after digesting the monster, the blond child turned to Guiwen, making Guiwen shiver.

Ah Guiwen felt that he couldn't run, his family told him, sometimes you don't run, it's okay, if you run, the monster will come to chase you, and Ah Guiwen provoked this monster like that, so Guiwen is very impressed with this knowledge now, and he will not do it again.

Since he couldn't run, Ah Guiwen could only shudder and shrink in place, waiting for the child's judgment on himself - after all, the demonic beasts that were more terrible than that child were all split in half by the child's blow, not to mention Ah Guiwen?

The child spoke: "Hey, what's your name?"

"Ah Guiwen, Ah Guiwen of the Sobu family in Xiluofeng Village," Ah Guiwen replied tremblingly, extremely glad that her thinking was still so clear and she could answer this child's question completely.

"Oh, Aguiwen, my name is Mordred, and since I saved you, you should repay me," and without waiting for Coco to say anything, the domineering blonde child continued, "First, you can't tell anyone else about me, and second, take me to the nearest town, and my mother says I want to experience the world." ”

The other party's voice is also good, Ah Guiwen's head floated out of some thoughts that were not under his control, but the residual smell of blood from the demonic beast pulled Ah Guiwen back to reality.

Guiwen twisted her body uneasily, she felt that she had better agree to the other party's request, so as not to anger this unknown existence called Mordred, of course, Guiwen also made some efforts: "But, but, I can't leave the house, my mother said that it is dangerous for children to go out." ”

Mordred waved his hand with a big grin: "With Mordred with you, what are you afraid of? Don't look at Mordred as you are about the same age, no matter what kind of bandit, he is not Mordred's opponent!

"No, no," Guiwen almost cried in a hurry, although Guiwen didn't understand what it meant to "have a favor and revenge must be avenged", but she could see that Mordred looked unswerving, she was afraid that she would be split in half like that monster and then sucked in, "I don't know how to get to the city, I've never been too far from the village." ”

Mordred tilted her head to look at Guiwen, and when Guiwen squatted down in fear, Mordred stopped looking: "Okay, but you have to remember that you owe me a favor and you must pay it back in the future." ”

Guiwen nodded tremblingly, expecting that this would satisfy Mordred, but Mordred did not leave, but took a few steps closer to Guiwen, making Guiwen even more afraid to move.

"You smell so good," Mordred seemed to want to touch Aguiwen, but before she could touch her, she abruptly removed her hand, "but it stinks." ”

Guiwen didn't know why it stinked since it smelled good, but her fear of this "Mordred" overwhelmed her curiosity about this sentence, "Yes, yes, I stink, Lord Mordred, I don't taste good, you must not eat me." ”

"Hahaha, how could I eat you, you still owe me a favor, I will definitely come back to you in the future. ”

After saying this, Mordred slammed away, and Guiwen looked up in shock, surprised to see that when Mordred left, every step caused the surrounding ground to crack, which allowed Mordred to step a considerable distance at a time.

When she returned to the village, she didn't tell anyone about it, and the strange Mordred hadn't been seen for a long time, and had almost disappeared from her childhood memories, and after a long time, she sometimes felt like it was just a dream.