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However, there is more to see than just that.

The dazzling treasure was indeed witnessed, but the girl was more concerned about the king and knight who brought the Golden Fleece.

"The one who brought such a treasure was... King Arthur... and that Unsullied Knight... Moran..."

The girl's green eyes sparkled.

The silhouettes of Moran and Altria were reflected.

At this moment, a hazy and blurred light emerged behind her, gradually outlining the figure of a beautiful woman.

"Yes, they are the targets you need to remember, Mordred.

The future of this country is already rotting. Everything built on the suffering of the dragon, um, that King Arthur... these people are extremely stupid. There is no need for redemption at all! "

This beautiful woman is Morgan.

Her kaleidoscope-like eyes were fixed on Moran, who was riding on his horse.

[It seems like sadness and anger are brewing]

[He wasn't targeting this man, but rather the Knight King who was traveling with him.]

"Mother..."

Mordred was unaware of Morgan's loss.

Somewhere deep down, I wanted to respond to my mother's expectations.

However, when she once again looked at Moran and Altria, she only had one feeling in her heart——

Those two were too dazzling.

"Mother...I can't do this...

Whether it’s King Arthur... or the Unsullied Knight... Moran... they are all too dazzling..."

Mordred felt that the two of them were too dazzling.

There is no way I can win.

Listening to the support and respect offered by the people around her, she felt even more ashamed.

"Mordred, you are so stupid.

Can't you feel it from this distance? I brought you here specially this time. You can catch up with both of them, because you are the culmination of my and his magical talents."

Morgan caressed Mordred's face.

His behavior was very gentle and kind.

She has the dignity that a mother should have.

But the encouragement from his mother alone was far from enough to ignite the fire of confidence in Mordred's heart.

"But, Mother, even Brother Gawain and his men have succumbed to the might of King Arthur..."

"Gawain and the others are too foolish and straightforward. However, that may also be due to my previous lack of decisiveness. Mordred, you don't have to worry about that. Compared to Gawain and the others, you have something more decisive."

[Mordred shows a confused expression]

She doesn't think she's any different from ordinary people.

Morgan smiled faintly.

[She points her finger at you as you ride on a white horse]

"The Unsullied Knight you are looking at now, Moran.

He is your blood father! Mordred, you are his daughter and mine. You are the heir of my fey blood! And his blood of Albion!"

"I have the blood of Albion... I am also the daughter of... that Unsullied Knight..."

Mordred murmured as he watched the marching army.

[The truth told by the mother made him dazed]

The emotions surging in my heart rolled over like a tsunami, and the questions I had always had were finally answered.

[At this moment, look at the dazzling Pure Knight again]

[It seems that the distance is no longer as far as imagined]

[Such a noble person who is admired by the world is actually his father who is related by blood]

[She couldn't stop smiling with joy]

A gleam appeared in those timid eyes, as if expressing a desire to get closer to her father.

"Mordred, I have told you the truth.

Even if you want to go to Moran and ask, that guy will give you a good answer."

"Mother...what do you want me to do...?"

"Haha, I don't want you to do anything. This time I just want to bring you to see the holy city of Camelot, King Arthur, and your father. I believe that after you understand everything, you will make your own choice."

Mordred is puzzled by Morgan's attitude.

However, she didn't think much about it.

Although she had learned her origins, she still had many questions unanswered, and she wanted to get closer to the Immaculate Knight.

[The thought of being able to be close to him]

[Just like the children I used to see in the neighborhood, acting like a spoiled child and relying on him like a father]

[——She has her own father]

[Just knowing this makes me happy]

"Mother, what kind of people are fathers?"

"Hmph, you bring this up..."

A complex array of emotions emerged in Morgan's beautiful eyes.

For a moment, even Mordred felt the pressure doubled.

It was as if the air had frozen.

“That guy is a jerk that people love to hate.

If I hadn’t met this guy, I wouldn’t be in this situation now. He always wants more, but in the end, it just fades away…”

"Mother... do you hate Father?"

"...Humph, Mordred, you ask too many questions. But, is it annoying? If that's the case, then that's fine."

Morgan gave a self-deprecating smile.

As the daughter of the island, she knows so much.

[Looking at Morgan's complex emotions, Mordred felt that there might be a deeper story behind this.]

However, there is not much to think about.

Now that she knows her past, Morgan lets her do what she wants.

[In this case, she will only go in one direction]

[That means moving a few steps towards the round table].

Chapter 131: Terrible Addition Result [Please subscribe! Please give flowers!]

The Golden Fleece maintains Britain's mystique

This year in Britain is no longer a year of disaster, and the land has also demonstrated the characteristics of the land of the Age of Gods.

The British had a good harvest this year.

People are overjoyed at this precious and hard-earned year, and are all happy to have food to last them through the winter.

Everything seemed to be moving towards a bright future. People believed that this miracle was undoubtedly the work of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table.

[The abundant harvest this year will also allow Artoria to have enough food to prepare for war, so that she can make great efforts in the future to defeat foreign races.]

[It can be said that this year is a year of continuous happy events]

[There are some subtleties here.]

"Ah...Mordred...?"

Moran held his forehead with one hand and looked like he had a headache.

In front of him was a young girl wearing a cloak, with a look of joy and anticipation on her face.

[Not long after the Pilgrimage of the Golden Fleece]

[You met Mordred while out and about, and she explained the relationship between you and her.]

【Thinking of being involved with Morgan】

[Although I don’t know what she is thinking]

[But when you think back to your past with Morgan, you feel that what she said is probably true.]

Albion is not something that can be copied.

[Although Mordred's dragon blood is not strong, it does have an aura that is unique to Albion]

【At this point, there is no room for doubt】

"Father...is there something wrong with me?"

"Well... it's not your fault. I didn't expect Morgan to be so direct. She's been really mean to me lately..."

[Looking at Mordred's uneasy expression]

You spoke words of comfort.

[Since the battle with Vortigern ended, although you and Morgan have maintained your previous close relationship, you can clearly sense that Morgan's dissatisfaction is growing.]

The reason behind this is probably not difficult to guess.

"Mordred, it's not your fault. Actually, this is my problem. Morgan is not wrong to be angry with me. But, she actually called me a bastard... I can't refute her..."

Moran said frankly, rather discouraged.

Looking back on his relationship with Morgan, this is indeed the only regret in his otherwise glorious life.

But now I am still trying to make amends.

Even if the hope is very slim.

"Mordred, Morgan has nothing else to tell you besides questions about your background?"

"Mother told me to do what I wanted, so I came to see you, Father, right away. She said you would give me a response after hearing what I said."

Moran's expression suddenly became complicated.

It was completely in line with the free-spirited character of the witch in the boudoir, and she just threw the burden into her own hands.

Looking at Mordred's uneasy look.

He sighed helplessly in his heart.

【Since ancient times, the debt of love is the most difficult thing to repay】

You thought that with me by Altria's side, the rebellious knight Mordred would not be born.

[As a result, she was still born]

[However, she does not have Altria's blood in her body, but inherited your and Morgan's blood.]

【Just seeing Mordred like this】

[I can't help but think of the daily life I spent with Morgan. There must have been love infused into it.]

【Looking back at Mordred】

[Now I feel like a heartless person who abandoned his family]

No, from Morgan's perspective.

Although she understands your reasons for hibernation, it is still emotionally tormenting.