Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　As a king, Arturia never reflects on her own faults, but only imposes her own will on others.

　　As a result, the safe distance between Mordred and her has become smaller and smaller, until it has evolved to the point where it is irreversible today.

　　But of course.

　　It's not really her fault.

　　After all, everything Artoria received about the "King" education was from Merlin.

　　You can't expect a monster who doesn't understand human emotions to teach a king who understands human hearts.

　　And Artoria also admitted that all her words and deeds were done in accordance with the most stringent standards in the Bible, and there were absolutely no problems or mistakes.

　　Then, when the gaffe is so bad that it is irreparable, Arturia can naturally sigh "it's not my fault".

　　"She is innocent of course."

　　"But... when everyone in the world is guilty, her innocence naturally becomes another kind of sin."

　　On the way, Mordred, who had nothing to do, briefly introduced the difficulties he was facing to Marda, who was sitting behind him.

　　In response, Marda smiled and stretched out her hand, and slapped Mordred hard on the head.

　　"speak English!"

　　She said angrily.

　　She hated the Riddler's behavior the most.

　　How much culture does she really think, a village girl from Bethany (slum)?

　　And, at the thought of this Riddler's behavior, Marda felt a burst of anger.

　　She couldn't help thinking of the Messiah's prophecy at the Last Supper, "One of you will betray me."

　　Later, Marda could not help but think, if the Messiah at that time could pick out the words clearly, would it be possible to change his later fate?

　　And now-

　　"Well."

　　Mordred touched his head and groaned.

　　I have to say, this girl is really heavy.

　　It's not on the same level as CC and Guinevere's pinkish little fists.

　　This woman's little fists... If you're not careful, it will really kill people.

　　So much so that Mordred had to temporarily find two softer things to put on his head, which made him feel a little better.

　　"My father is too white."

　　"I'm going to dye her black! Let her be blamed! Let her fall into the bottomless abyss!"

　　Mordred replied confidently.

　　But it made Marda speechless for a while.

　　At this moment, a huge question lingered in her mind and could not be dissipated for a long time.

　　"You devil... how on earth did you get the approval of the Holy Grail?"

　　……

　　Camelot City.

　　in the living room.

　　When Artoria heard that Mordred had brought back the Iron Fist Saint Marda, she naturally did not dare to neglect.

　　Even if she doesn't know if Mordred is lying to her, she must treat Marda with courtesy before confirming Marda's identity.

　　For this reason, she even deliberately opened the round table hall that had not been used for a long time, and invited Marda over.

　　And after a moment.

　　When Merlin, who came in a hurry, repeatedly confirmed Marda's current state, and briefly explained his judgment to Artoria.

　　"His Royal Highness Marda, good day."

　　Arturia, who has always been "eyes higher than the top", was rather solemn this time.

　　But, well, Mordred's mood is probably understandable.

　　After all, the title of "King of Knights" that Artoria bears on her shoulders was basically derived from the chivalry that the Church of the Holy Spirit promoted.

　　And Arturia's way of governing the country is deeply influenced by the "Holy King" theory of the Church of the Holy Church.

　　Therefore, when Marda, the first saint, appeared in front of Artoria, for whatever reason, Artoria had to show her the utmost respect...  

　　Don't forget, those believers who were at the same time as Martha are all canonized now.

　　However, what makes Artoria a little puzzled is—

　　"Have you survived until now?"

　　"And why did you come here, Your Highness Marda?"

　　Arturia said so, and looked at Mordred with a suspicious look.

　　She knew that Mordred had a magic sword that could reverse life and death, and she had reason to think that Mordred might have manipulated the original Holy Virgin of the Templar Church through that magic sword.

　　No doubt, in Artoria's heart, Mordred can do anything!

　　however--

　　"Father, do you want to give me some trust?"

　　Feeling Artoria's suspicious gaze, Mordred said aggrievedly.

　　"I just wanted to ask her to testify to you that I really found the Holy Grail and passed the Grail test successfully."

　　Arturia was taken aback.

　　She really didn't expect that Mordred actually did something that was completely impossible in her opinion.

　　And after a moment.

　　When Artoria saw Marda who nodded slightly to show her approval, she asked subconsciously:

　　"What about the Holy Grail?"

　　Perhaps, even Arturia didn't realize it.At this moment, her words were filled with an unprecedented expectation and joy.

　　As long as there is the Holy Grail... Britannia can regain the mystery, there will be no more disasters, and she can successfully build her ideal country.

　 　As Artoria thought so, the light in her eyes became more and more eager.

　　However, in the next instant.

　　Mordred's words shattered her hope that had just risen.

　　"The Holy Grail, I smashed it."

　　Mordred replied in a rather relaxed tone - as if what he smashed was not the legendary holy relic, but just a normal clod.

　　In this regard, Arturia showed a dazed expression.

　　"???"

　　The answer Mordred gave was so impactful that for a while, she didn't even realize what Mordred was saying.

　　In this regard, Mordred reluctantly could only further explain the confused Arturia:

　　"Because I don't think Father is worthy of this Holy Grail."

　　"!!!".

Chapter 153

　　Camelot Palace, in the parlour.

　　With Mordred's sentence that you are not worthy, the atmosphere in the entire room instantly dropped to freezing point.

　　Arturia stared at Mordred with a rather sharp gaze - this gaze was like a sharp spear stabbed into Mordred's heart.

　　For a strong man like Artoria, eyes can really kill people.

　　If it is those timid people, they can't bear the pressure brought by this gaze.

　　But unfortunately, Mordred has always been bold.

　　And today, he is even more courageous:

　　"It's no use looking at me like that, Father."

　　"You just don't have the qualifications to use the Holy Grail."

　　Looking at Arturia, whose face was obviously twisted, Mordred said very calmly.

　　He was just stating a fact.

　　"Anyone who asks for the Holy Grail is not qualified to use the Holy Grail."

　　"Only those who really have no desires and no desires can hold that almighty wishing machine."

　12 Mordred raised his head with a mocking smile on his face.

　　He always felt that the reason why the so-called savior left such a cup to mankind was probably just to mock those mankind who had abandoned him.

　　It is both laughing at their weakness and laughing at their whimsy.

　　And because of this, Mordred chose to break the cup.

　　"Humanity does not need a savior!"

　　At this moment, Mordred wanted to convey such a concept to Artoria.

　　But unfortunately, judging from Artoria's current situation, she doesn't seem to be able to understand the hidden meaning behind this sentence.

　　"You know what you're doing?"