Whose Xingyue looks like you?

Bai Ming shouted, "The slap is coming!", and then Altria felt a gust of wind whistling. Her consciousness reacted, but her body's reaction could not keep up with Bai Ming's actions.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Artoria felt herself flying up, her eyes went dark, and the red dragon's anger subsided.

Scathach stood up again, holding the bone spear in her hand, with a hint of fighting spirit in her eyes: "Defeat me, and then you-"

Before the words fell, the bone spear flew up, and the charming purple beauty flew up. The purple figure drew a graceful arc in the air, and then landed heavily on the ground.

Scathach, out.

And Altria, who was knocked down, stood up again.

Anger burned in her eyes.

Artoria was so angry - Nero looked not much different from her, the only difference was that Nero's figure was more proud. Bai Ming's plan to marry Nero as his bride ignited Artoria's anger.

Adai is trembling, Adai is jumping, Adai is angry.

"Ughhhhhh!"

The angry King Saber shouted and attacked Bai Ming frantically, his movements as fierce as Vegeta after Bulma was slapped.

however--

"Snapped!"

Altria, silence!

As a result, the other "helpers" that Mordred found had no chance to intervene at all.

With a bang, Mordred suddenly knocked away the bullet that Drake shot at Mordred.

"Well, how should I put it? Although it can solve the situation of being dead and without a man——"

White smoke billowed from the muzzle of Drake's gun. Drake spoke, "But I can't really accept Bai Ming's daughter wanting to violate him. Besides, I'm a pirate! I should snatch the man I like myself. Now's the time for me to get rid of you."

"Tsk, what a jerk."

Mordred looked at Drake with a bad look, while Olga Marie, who was drinking tea beside him, had put down the cup and cast a reverse spell to return to Bai Ming's body.

Nero stood up, a red sword in his hand. "Hmm, hmm, although I don't have any ideas, this pirate lady's words are very pleasing to me, so I will teach my disobedient daughter a lesson."

Mordred can be considered brave and good at fighting. After all, he is a rebellious knight who grew up under the mixed doubles of Morgan and Bai Ming.

Few can match his defensive abilities.

Under the joint attack of Drake and Nero, Mordred retreated all the way out of Bai Ming's room.

Morgan calmed down and left his room. After sensing the fluctuations of magical power and turmoil within Chaldea, he steadily walked towards the source of the turmoil.

Bai Ming, holding Artoria in his left hand and dragging Scathach with his right hand, walked towards where Mordred was.

When Mordred saw Morgan and Bai Ming approaching from both ends of the corridor, he was delighted, while Nero and Drake stopped at the same time.

Mordred was about to speak——

"Snapped!"

Bai Ming and Morgan's slaps landed on both sides of Mordred's face at the same time, and Mordred lost consciousness.

"waste."

Bai Ming had a blank expression on his face, and Morgan was as cold as ice. Both of them made the same criticism of their daughter.

"Yo!"

Drake bumped Bai Ming's chest like a buddy, "What's the matter? Is there going to be a party when I come?"

"Yes, but we have to wait for the person from the other singularity to come back." Bai Ming replied.

Although Drake was a little impatient to end her state of being dead and helpless, she was still relatively restrained. After all, she could only respond to the call after she died, so even if she said goodbye to her virginity that could only make love, she would still be dead and helpless.

Not to mention that Bai Ming's network of relationships is very complicated, so it's not appropriate to force Bai Ming to kiss you in the corridor.

While Bai Ming and Drake were talking, Morgan had already used magic to generate ropes and chains to tie up Mordred.

"She was so jumpy, so I had an idea."

Morgan looked at Nero, then at Drake and Bai Ming.

"Hmm, I have an idea too."

Nero nodded in agreement.

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Wow~Wow~

The sound of chains clashing woke Mordred up.

The room was dim. Mordred tried hard to recall what had happened before she lost consciousness, but despite racking her brains, she couldn't recall much. She only remembered that her unreliable helper had suddenly turned against her, and that she had relied on years of beatings to persevere until the moment she saw her parents...

and then?

Why can’t I remember anything?

"Are you awake, Mordred?"

The sudden familiar voice caught Mordred's attention. Mordred looked in the direction of the voice and saw her mother, Morgan le Fay, sitting on the throne in the distance.

Mordred subconsciously tried to move, but found that her limbs and even her waist were firmly fixed.

"Mother, what are you going to do?"

"It's not about what I want to do, but what you want to do..." Morgan paused, "But you don't have to say it, I know what you want to do, and to be honest, you've gone a little too far."

Mordred remained silent.

"So, in order to make you give up this ridiculous idea, I and several of your 'helpers' have developed a plan."

"Don't be ridiculous! Our alliance is strong and unbreakable!"

Mordred yelled angrily.

Morgan's attitude remained cold. "Yeah, not your helper. You see, my silly daughter, we're going to have a great party and everyone who wants to take possession of your dear father will be there. But guess who isn't invited?"

Mordred remained silent.

"Not talking?" Morgan said, "Don't worry, you will come, but you can only watch, just like now."

The light brightened, and Morgan crossed his left leg over his right leg. His tone gradually became cheerful. "Everyone is invited, including you, but you are the only one who can only watch. Mordred, you are already an adult knight. You should learn to pay the price for your awakening."

It’s better not to come in this situation.

Mordred only dared to complain a few words in his heart and didn't dare to say it out loud. Soon, Mordred's eyes were bloodshot.

It's a music party! Anyone can have sex with Bai Ming, except her, who can only be tied up tightly!

Nothing could make Mordred more upset than this.

Chapter 136 Note: Altria is still eating

Mordred couldn't understand it at all.

Why can everyone do it but me?

Why was everything possible except for her, who was right in the middle of the "stage" and couldn't do anything? This room was originally prepared by her! She had spent a large sum of quantum to bribe Roman and have him prepare it!

How could these guys possibly know?

Could it be that my own mother had dug it out? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Just as Mordred wanted to find out what was going on, Morgan joined in directly.

Morality and moderation were thrown out of the window, replaced by endless indulgence and pleasure. The room that Mordred carefully prepared became a hotbed of desire and a paradise of absurdity.

There was a dazzling array of delicacies and fine wines, the aroma of golden roasted meat was wafting in the air, and the mellow fragrance of fine wine permeated the air, as if even the breath was tainted with intoxication.

The wine in the cup was emptied in one gulp. Everyone's cheeks flushed, their eyes blurred. Surrounded in the center, Mordred could only watch with gritted teeth—she couldn't even utter the most basic words. Before the banquet began, her mother Morgan had cast a sealing magic on her, completely stripping her of her voice.

The eyes were charming, the smiles were sweet, the passion was rising, and suddenly, the music at the banquet was melodious yet somewhat ambiguous, as if it was adding to the fun of this indulgent carnival.

Their laughter was clear and pleasant, with a hint of laziness and coquettishness, as if silently mocking the loser Mordred.

She was wearing a light gauze dress that fluttered in the wind, revealing her jade-like skin. The graceful figure was lingering around Bai Ming.

Either sitting, lying, or leaning against Bai Ming's side, he seemed to be the sole master of this feast.

Nero lazily leaned on Bai Ming's shoulder, looking at the angry Mordred: "Hmmmm, you are worthy of being the Fairy Concubine Morgan. I dare not even think about such a thing. It is really a very bold act."

"So... can't we just have a good meal?"

Altria felt very restrained and uncomfortable in this situation - others were competing with each other, while she was satisfying her hunger with delicious food and fine wine. This out-of-place look was just like Mordred who was tied in the middle and could only watch them and Bai Ming having sex.

It was the first time she knew that men still needed to be fought over.

After three rounds of drinks, the serious Scathach came up to Bai Ming with a coquettish look on her face, but her words and actions implied that she wanted Bai Ming to knock her to the ground and then conquer her with force.

But Drake, who had always been carefree, became shy and no longer had his previous bold and unrestrained look.

"Eat if you want."

Morgan didn't care at all, and Bai Ming didn't care either.

After hearing Bai Ming's words, Altria grabbed the food on Bai Ming's table and started eating it on the spot.

Modred knew that the mastermind behind all this was her mother Morgan.

Mordred's eyes were as sharp as knives, but they could not penetrate the layers of desire and intoxication. She could only watch it all. The interaction between the people made Mordred feel as if something was stirring in her heart, but she was tied up tightly and could do nothing.

Morgan approached Mordred, stroked her face, and whispered jokingly, "My foolish daughter, if you had listened to Bai Ming and gone to the Seventh Singularity, then none of this would have happened. You caused all of this yourself."

Mordred opened her eyes wide. Morgan's words became the last straw that broke the camel's back. Her heart was filled with powerlessness and anger.

You can't do this! You can't do this!

Mordred screamed frantically in his heart, but it was of no use.

The atmosphere became heated and the intense activities finally began.

Mordred felt the stimulation of the sounds, lights and colors, and was so angry that she was shaking all over. She should be the one there, not this group of unknown women.

……

Mordred stared blankly at the ceiling.