Just as the resonance of the holy sword at the lake of fairies happened, an undercurrent was surging in the city of Camelot, dozens of kilometers away.

The city of Camelot, the palace district, belonged to the mansion of King Arthur's sister Morgan Le Fay. Morgan, with her trademark blonde hair and smoky makeup, was lying lazily on her bed, and beyond her bed stood Mordred, who had been dressed in heavy red armor for many years. This is a pair of 'mother and son', for the 'mother and son' who are always brewing a conspiracy.

"Now is the right time, how are you prepared?" Morgan asked, half-squinting, looking at the still Mordred through the thin veil, her soft eyes containing endless indifference, as if no one was in her eyes, including her 'son'.

"No one in the Knights of the Round Table will respond to my invitation, especially since Lancelot was killed by him." Mordred said lightly, her eyes never looking at her mother.

Morgan ignored these small actions of his 'son', frowned when he heard this, and said, "I have always been puzzled about this matter. I always thought he would tolerate Lancelot's existence, but he killed Lancelot all of a sudden! Could it be that his manly dignity has been stimulated? But that Slut didn't have anything to do with Lancelot! ”

Hearing Morgan describe Guinevere as a slut, Mordred's face behind his helmet was sarcastic.

"Mother, there are so many things that happen between these two people, but you made it all wrong......

Morgan couldn't hear Mordred's heart, and after talking to herself for a long time, she couldn't help but sigh softly: "Forget it, there's nothing to think about." The most important thing now is to kill Guinevere while he and Merlin are not there! ”

Mordred raised an eyebrow, feeling a chill at her mother's jealousy. This woman loved King Arthur more than everybody, even herself. Yet her love is mad, like a madman, and what she does is chilling.

"Mother, though I don't want to say it. However, even if you kill Guinevere, you won't be queen. ”

Hearing this, Morgan's expression suddenly turned cold, and his eyes scraped towards Mordred like a knife through the gauze tent.

A wave of spiritual energy instantly invaded Mordred's body, causing him to snort in pain and fall to one knee.

Morgan lifted the veil and walked over to Mordred's with her arms crossed and her eyes narrowed, she leaned over slowly, revealing her exaggerated hemisphere and the deep ravines that any woman would be jealous of, and her hands removed Mordred's helmet, revealing her soft golden ponytail and delicate girlish face.

"Molly, my daughter. Are you questioning your mother's decision? Do you think I can't be a queen? Morgan gently picked up Mordred, looking distressed. The next moment, her face changed suddenly, and she raised her hand and slapped Mordred fiercely, slapping the corners of her mouth with a trace of blood.

After this slap, Mordred's expression remained unchanged, allowing her delicate cheeks to be red and swollen, her green eyes stared coldly at her mother, and said without any emotion: "You are her sister, even if your father is different, you can't change the fact that you are the same mother......" Saying, she suddenly sneered and said, "You know? I feel nauseous! Disgusting for my origins! ”

Morgan couldn't help but look distorted when he saw Mordred's disgust for his blood, raised his hand and slapped her again, and screamed, "Shut up!" If it weren't for the continuation of his bloodline, I wouldn't have been able to give birth to you at all! You are nothing but filthy beings! You don't look like him at all! Not at all! I'm ashamed of your existence!! Disgrace!!! ”

Looking at Morgan's hysterical appearance, listening to her frantic cries, Mordred's heart welled up with a deep sadness. For their own identity, but also for their own destiny.

'You're desperate to get his approval, why shouldn't I?' I was supposed to be a royal bloodline, but I was trapped in this iron shell forever! Father, did you know that your daughter is living a life that is worse than death!! ’

"Mother, I will grant your wishes for you. But from now on, I will no longer be your daughter......" Mo Delei Feng got up slowly, endured the pain in his body and the exhaustion of his soul, and slowly turned around and left Morgan's mansion.

Morgan looked at her daughter's back until it disappeared, she couldn't help but look down at her right hand that had slapped Mordred twice, and a trace of heartache and self-blame flashed in her eyes, but then it turned into firmness, 'Molly, don't blame Mother. All this is for him, for the man I love, as his daughter, you have to learn to sacrifice......

Mordred put on her helmet again before leaving Morgan's mansion, and her next stop was the camp of her knights.

Unbeknownst to Mordred, however, she had been watched by a pair of eyes from the moment she appeared at Morgan's mansion.

In the palace, C.C., who was walking in the garden, was walking leisurely, and when she stepped into the garden pavilion, her expression could not help but pause, and the corners of her mouth showed a hint of sarcasm.

A short time later, Bedwell led two knights into the garden, and they came to C.C.'s side, slowly kneeling.

"Dear Queen, we have been ordered to keep an eye on the Knight Mordred, who entered the mansion of Lord Morgan Le Fay at 8 o'clock today and did not come out until 9 o'clock. What they talked about in secret, no one knows. ”

When C.C heard this, he shook his fluffy fan and sneered: "What else can they talk about, it's nothing more than planning to take advantage of His Majesty's absence to attack me, the queen!" ”

Hearing this, Bedwell couldn't help but be shocked, "Dear Queen, could this be just your guess......

No wonder Bedwell didn't believe it, because if Guinevere were dead, they wouldn't be alive. At that time, even if they have a big conspiracy, they will not be able to carry it out. He didn't believe they could be so stupid as to do something so stupid that almost everyone knew about.

"Why not? They have already premeditated, and it is not a day or two with such a thought! C.C sneered, slowly put away the fluffy fan, and then said solemnly: "Bedwell, if my guess is correct, Mordred will definitely have an audience today, and will do everything possible to get me out of the palace." When the time comes, I will appear anywhere in the city, and it will be the best time for the killers to kill me. Once I'm dead, they'll be able to bury the queen with the lives of those killers, and they won't be convicted of any suspicions! Because all the evidence is dead! ”

Bedwell wasn't stupid, he just didn't want to believe that fact. Now that he has been awakened by C.C., he also understands that things may be as C.C said. Then at that time, there will inevitably be chaos when His Majesty returns.

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Bedwell's expression couldn't help but be solemn, "Honorable Queen, what should we do?" ”

Seeing that Bedwell believed his words, C.C couldn't help but chuckle and said, "It's very simple, all we have to do is wait!" ”

"Wait?" Bedwell's face was full of questions.

"Yes, wait for her to take the initiative to meet, wait for her to show her feet, and then ......" C.C slowly put the fluffy fan to his mouth, covering his slowly expanding smile, and said, "...... Waiting to catch them all! ”

With the C.C. side setting a strategy, Mordred has also ordered those knights to be ready for assassination missions at any time. The reason why she is so comfortable using the people under her command is not only because their abilities are first-class, but also because they have never been seen before. No one knew that they would be her men.

Once the assassination of the queen is successful, they will bite through the poison sac, and then the incriminating evidence will disappear, and no one will know about all this conspiracy!

After going through the steps of the whole plan, after confirming that it was correct, Mordred let go of her hanging heart and slowly walked into the palace under the respectful gaze of the palace guards.

In the palace, even if Rocky leaves, C.C., who temporarily handles the government, still sits on his queen's seat, waiting to deal with political affairs. For example, the Chancellor of the Exchequer is complaining that the current treasury is empty, and if it is not dealt with in a timely manner, I am afraid that next year's national expenditure will not be able to support even a simple war.

“…… Dear Queen, if you don't find a way to fill the treasury, I'm afraid that Camelot will be very shaken next year. ”

In this regard, C.C couldn't help but sneer after being silent for a while, "Chancellor of the Exchequer, as far as I know, a month ago, the money and goods in the treasury were enough to support ten battles with Saxon, but now you tell me that there is none?" I wonder where all this money is spent!? This sharp questioning made the Chancellor of the Exchequer drink in a cold sweat.

"I don't care what you do, before next year's spring harvest, I must see enough money to fight the Roman Empire once! Otherwise, ......" Speaking of this, C.C narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "I'll seal up your home with a fat brain!" ”

"Yes...... Yes, honorable queen. ”

Wiping the cold sweat and slowly receding, he walked out of the palace, and the anxious Chancellor of the Exchequer and Mordred staggered by.

"The Queen has ordered Sir Mordred to enter the palace!"

After the guard at the gate of the palace shouted, they both put down their swords and axes, and looked at Mordred with the usual vigilant expression.

Mordred raised an eyebrow, a sneer on her lips. She stepped into the palace, bowed before the back seat of C.C., and then said respectfully, "Dear Queen, Mordred has a disrespectful request, and I hope you will grant it......"

Here it comes! C.C., who secretly sneered, asked flatly, "Oh? I don't know what's going on? ”

"There have been a lot of refugees from the border in the city, and they are still in the slums, waiting for His Majesty's favor. Now that Your Majesty has traveled far away, you should be replaced by the Queen. ”

Mordred said slowly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth under her bow.

C.C looked at Mordred indifferently, a hint of hidden mockery flashed in his eyes, until he was half-loud and slowly spat out a word.

"Yes!" PS: Ask for recommendations, ask for collections!