Chapter 88
At first, Menechel refused Merlin's request to let him take care of the child, and Merlin didn't pay anything so high that Menechel couldn't refuse.

But when Menechel saw the petite girl dragged by Merlin, her eyes still couldn't help but waver.

"This is..." Menechel looked hesitantly at the girl who was glaring at Merlin viciously, from her hair to her feet, and from her feet back to her hair.Leaving aside her distinctive hairstyle, the girl in front of her looks exactly the same as Artoria when she was a child, as if she was painted by the same artist.

"It's Mordred."

"I didn't ask your name." Menechel sighed, he glanced at Mordred from the corner of his eye, seeing from the look of a little girl that the other party couldn't hear the conversation between him and Merlin.

"Well, in a sense, she is Artoria's daughter..."

The corners of Menechel's eyes twitched, and she immediately thought of Guinevere as the queen.

Just when he was hesitant to ask Merlin about the philosophical question of why two women can have a child, Merlin said like a prophet: "It's just that the mother of this child is not Guinevere, she is the product of Morgan's magic. .”

The mother is mentioned here, which shows that Artoria is really "father".

And if Menechel's memory was correct, he remembered that Morgan was Artoria's biological sister.

Since there were too many things to complain about, Menechel didn't know where to speak, and could only stare blankly at Mordred and remain silent.

The little guy is not very old, but he has experienced a lot.

Menechel thought so, but found that Mordred had stared back unceremoniously, his jewel-like clear green eyes filled with a stubborn temper.

Menechel didn't bother to compete with a child who seemed to be no more than ten years old, so he lost his sight first.Not long after he shifted his gaze, Mordred raised his head proudly as if he had won some great victory.

It seems that this girl whose life experience is more complicated than that of Minechel is being taken care of by Merlin.

"I reject."

Menechel's tone turned cold, maybe it was just his over-interpretation, but Merlin suddenly brought a girl to her care at this time, so there was some suspicion of finding someone to take Avriel's place.

And Aurel is irreplaceable.

Menechel pointed at Mordred with his finger: "Look at this little guy's spirit now, Mr. Merlin, didn't you take good care of him?"

"At first I wanted to take care of her myself, but Guinevere saw it when I took Mordred for a walk not long ago." Merlin said with an embarrassed smile, remembering that he was watching Artoria at that time In the battle over there, he unexpectedly encountered Guinevere around the corner.

"More importantly——" Merlin deliberately elongated his tone, his face showed a seriousness that was incompatible with his own temperament: "Artoria doesn't know about this."

This time, the illegitimate child whose biological father did not know was discovered by the stepmother.

After squawking for a long time, Minechel took a closer look at Mordred who was so bored that he kicked the table at this time, and said dryly: "Her situation is quite special."

"That's right, it's really difficult." Merlin also sighed: "Although Guinevere didn't tell the king about it after learning that King Arthur didn't know about it, this made it even more disturbing. I worry."

"I have a question." Menechel looked at Mordred's face that was exactly the same as Artoria's, but Morgan's face could not help appearing in his mind, and his expression gradually became gloomy: "This How old is the child?"

Although it is true that she looks exactly the same as Artoria when she was a child, it does not mean that this must be Artoria's child, and Mordred may also follow her mother in appearance.As the mother of the child, Morgan has the same face as Artoria.

And judging by Mordred's appearance, he also looks seven or eight years old. At that time, he, Menechel, was still idling in Camelot City all day, and he could be seen standing next to Artoria every morning. Morgan, and I have never seen Morgan persist in a meeting with a big belly.

Therefore, Menechel has every reason to believe that Morgan, the bad woman, lied about Mordred's life experience and tricked the silly (beep——) Merlin to help her raise the child.

The more she thought about it, the more likely it became, and Menechel's eyes gradually became sharper.

"Well, Mordred is an artificial human, she is the product of magic, she was just born." Merlin looked at Minechel with concern: "Minechel, you may not know, the normal form A man and a woman must cooperate to have a child, and two people of the same sex cannot have a child.”

Menechel: "?"

Why did Mr. Merlin treat his common sense of science scores so seriously? It made him, Minechel, seem to know nothing about it.

"In short, Mordred will be placed on your side for a while, and after a while, I will consider taking it back after I have a certain understanding of the situation on Guinevere's side."

"Do whatever you want." Minechel sat lazily on the ground with one elbow propped on the ground: "Don't make my place look like a welfare church dedicated to taking care of young children."

Anyway, he, Menechel, was already the top leader in Galo City, so he didn't need to take care of the children himself.

"So..." Merlin looked at Menechel expectantly.

"Just let her follow me..."

Merlin's hands that were just about to snap his fingers froze, and he looked at Menechel, who was only half-speaking, with some doubts.

Menechel closed her eyes and snorted softly: "Let her stay, I may not guarantee her safety."

"You don't have to worry about this, the child's ability to survive is beyond your imagination." As he spoke, Merlin's body began to disintegrate, turning into flying petals.

Menechel also looked at Merlin with no surprise, and he watched with distaste that Merlin gradually drifted away from his feet.

It seems that Merlin has long made up his mind to keep Mordred, and if the words just now can't convince Menechel, he will immediately disappear and enforce it.

Too much, Mr. Merlin.

"However, Menechel, you have really changed a lot." In the end, Merlin, who had only one head left, looked at Menechel: "If it was you before, you would probably say [Leave it to me] or something like that. if."

"No way." Menechel looked at Merlin who had completely disappeared before uttering this sentence, but soon he felt a scorching gaze.

The source of the line of sight was Mordred, and the girl looked at Menechel with bright eyes.

"What was that just now? It's amazing!" The girl turned to Menechel: "I want to learn this!"

Menechel: "..."

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