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"Then what?"

"This has nothing to do with the disappearance, right?"

"That's what happened later..." Mordred lowered his head.

"After my mother gave me the sword, she disappeared the next day."

"She didn't take anything with her, nor did she leave any letters... She just disappeared into thin air."

Seeing that Mordred seemed to be blaming herself, Ian began to comfort her.

"It's not your problem."

"Your mother must have known something, that's why she left in such a hurry."

"But if that's the case—"

Mordred looked up.

Those green eyes were already filled with grievance - the next words she spoke were questions that had been bothering her for years.

"Why did she leave without saying goodbye?"

"Don't I have the right to know what she knows?"

"..."

Ian was silent for a moment, then replied with a smile.

"Then I think maybe she just doesn't want you to worry."

"After all, she loves you so much that she even gave you the King's Sword, didn't she?"

This is probably the first time someone has answered such a question.

Mordred's body twitched and he finally started crying.

"But I lost Camelot."

"I don't dare to be that king...Everyone has dispersed, and all of my mother's things have been lost in my hands."

"Yeah, all gone."

"But so what?"

Ian picked up the tissue beside him and wiped the tears from the corners of Mordred's eyes.

"Mordred, you may not know how deeply your mother is obsessed with the throne."

"Since she has decided to leave everything to you, it means that she must have thought everything through and calmly accepted all possible consequences."

"This of course also includes the failures you may encounter in the future."

"so--"

"I don't want to see you cry about this, now or ever."

"Your mother must have thought so, too."

"Father……"

hiss--

Mordred took a sharp breath of air through his nose.

"I...I know!"

"I won't cry anymore!"

"now it's right."

Ian gave Mordred a warm hug, putting an end to the girl's grievances.

"That's right, father!"

Mordred took a tissue and wiped the marks off his face.

"Can you promise me one thing?"

"… Tell me what it is first. Only after you tell me can I consider whether to agree to it or not."

"Hey, it's very simple!"

Mordred looked at the man in front of him.

"I just saw a lot of strange things along the way!"

"Now I really want to know what they are used for - can you take me to see it?!"

The same naughty child nature as always.

But Ian felt that there was nothing wrong with this.

While she is still interested in this world, let's put aside our own problems for a while.

"Row."

"Then go and have a look."

"Okay~"

Mordred very naturally took his father's hand and walked out together. The two looked extremely close.

But as soon as they opened the door, a figure stood in front of them.

That was Mashu, with a red face, holding a lot of things, and about to knock on the door.

Bang bang bang.

The thing in Mashu's hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound that was particularly harsh.

"Senior!"

"Why is there a girl in your room?!"

103. Mordred is investigating the woman who likes his father! (-word chapter)

Mashu was in a pretty good mood today.

Because she finally thought of a legitimate reason to contact Ian.

"Since Senior likes to simulate battles so much, if I can help him find information on this subject, we will definitely have a common topic!"

With this thought in mind, the girl actually found a lot of things.

She held the information that she had collected herself, and felt a sense of happiness from the richness of it.

but--

This feeling of happiness had been shattered in the instant just now.

Because there was another girl standing next to Ian.

Although it looks familiar at first glance, the key information is not that.

The two of them... are holding hands?

Who is this?

Why can I hold hands with my seniors?

Mashu felt his brain falling into chaos.

Mordred did not notice the abnormality in her expression.

She only saw the information scattered all over the floor.

"Hey, you dropped something, let me pick it up for you!"

"do not want!"

Mash shouted almost subconsciously, making Mordred look embarrassed.

“Okay, fine…” The blonde girl retracted her hand, “If you don’t want to, then don’t. But there’s no need to be so loud, right?”

"Eh?"

Realizing that she had lost her composure, Mash quickly apologized.

"That's not what I meant, I..."

"You're just worried that she'll break something."

Ian smiled and helped Matthew out.

"After all, these things look very important."

"That's it..."

Mordred scratched his hair.

"Well, it seems I haven't thought about it enough."

After saying this, she smiled at Mashu.

The latter felt less nervous when he saw the carefree smile, and then he glanced at Ian secretly with some gratitude.

But when she found that Ian was also looking at her, she blushed all of a sudden, lowered her head, and rubbed her hands restlessly.

Mordred saw all of this - something he hadn't noticed just now.

She glanced at Matthew, then at Ian, and made a "√" shape with her hand at her chin, like a modern detective.

"Matthew."

“Yes, yes!”

"So what are these?"

Ian bent down and picked up everything that Matthew had dropped on the ground.

"It looks like you're planning to send it to me?"

"Yes, yes!"

Matthew raised her head and looked at Ian with a blushing face.

"Senior, you are right. These are all relevant information about the simulated battle."

"I collected them specially just to see if you can use them, Senior!"

"..."

Looking at Matthew's innocent and straightforward appearance, Ian couldn't help but feel touched.

He hesitated for a while, but finally reached out and touched her head.

"Thank you, Matthew."

"Well... you're welcome, senior." Mashu really enjoyed it.

Looking at this scene of head-patting and killing, Mordred put his hands on his waist and was about to say something.

At this moment, Ian stretched out his other hand, shook his head and stopped her.

Then he continued:

"Since you have prepared so much, let's go to the mock battle again."

"I just happened to have an idea and was ready to verify it."

"Ok!"

Although she was very confused about the girl who suddenly appeared next to Ian, Matthew did not ask any questions but led the way.

From time to time, she would turn her head and glance at Ian.

Mordred looked at Mashu like this, and his expression became more and more suspicious.

“Something is wrong…”

She muttered so.

The three of them soon arrived at the simulated battle channel.

"By the way, Senior Ian."