Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　However, when choosing the site for this palace, there was a little accident.

　　Mordred originally wanted to locate the palace in the great Scottish town - that is (bcef) where Edinburgh would later be.

　　But Paqiuli insisted on setting up the palace in the city of Athens.

　　"If the Palace of Wisdom is not set up in Athens, then it will be meaningless."

　　Patchouli said plausibly, so Mordred had to shelve this plan for the time being.

　　Although he has plenty of confidence in his army, it's only a matter of time before the glory of Rome is restored.

　　But to hit the Mediterranean or something... I'm afraid I really have to wait some more time.

　　At least, within a year or two, there is probably no hope.

　　At the same time, on the other hand.

　　With the British Isle, the last bit of root residue is collected.Another project of Mordred has finally come to the curtain.

　　……

　　Camelot City.

　　Aries Palace.

　　With the increasing size of the kingdom, the people who originally lived in this palace gradually moved out.

　　Only Guinevere, who is the master of the palace, is still here.

　　However, still.

　　Because Mordred would come back here to visit her from time to time, she didn't feel lonely either.

　　Just feel a little stuffy.

　　Compared with others, she is not the same after all.

　　As an ordinary woman, she has nothing at all except for a good-looking skin and an identity with a false name.

　　And now, Mordred's career is getting bigger and bigger.The help she can play is getting smaller and smaller.

　　Even more often.If she didn't cause Mordred some trouble, it was already the greatest help.

　　And such a life is naturally not what Guinevere hopes to see.

　　She is eager to do something for Mordred - so that in this new era, she can also reflect her own value.

　　And precisely because of that.

　　When Mordred suggested that he had an important experiment to do and was still lacking a very important subject, she nodded and accepted it without hesitation.

　　"I believe you."

　　"Please use me as much as you like!"

　　Guinevere's trust made Mordred feel ashamed.

　　However, please forgive his selfishness.

　　Before the experiment was completed, he really couldn't tell Guinevere the truth of the experiment.

　　"Sleep, sleep and you'll be fine."

　　Mordred brought Guinevere a cup of potion with a strong sleeping effect, watching her with a bitter face and frowning, drank all the potion with a strange taste.

　　Soon, the effect of the potion took effect.Guinevere fell into a deep sleep and fell asleep.

　　A stone with colorful rays of light appeared in Mordred's hand.

　　This is what this world can produce, the last Saint Quartz.

　　And in the next instant.

　　Just when Mordred undid his clothes and attached this holy spar to Guinevere's heart, intending to fuse this "shard of the future" with Guinevere——

　　"Are you sure you want to do this?"

　　At some point, Skaha suddenly appeared behind Mordred.

　　Unlike Skaha in her usual state, at this moment, her face is full of seriousness.

　　"I don't know where you got this stone from."

　　"I also have to admit that if this kind of stone is used, it is indeed possible for her to step into the realm of the gods."

　　"However, at the price of stepping into the realm of the gods with a mortal body - are you sure she can bear it?"

　　Skaha reminded earnestly.

　　She herself is a living example.

　　In the face of the unbearable price of life, death has become a relief.

　　However, in the face of Skaha's reminder, Mordred did not hesitate at all——

　　"She's just an ordinary person."

　　Mordred replied earnestly that the holy spar in his hand had transformed into a colorful light and merged into Guinevere's body.

　　"I don't know if she can afford that."

　　"But I know that she must not be able to bear the blow that she is gradually getting old and losing her appearance, while we are still staying young."

　　"And I can't take such a blow either."

　　"I don't want to see roses wither.".

Chapter 176

　　the next day.

　　night.

　　Guinevere, who had been sleeping all day, woke up in the moonlight.

　　After gradually recovering her spirits, she felt that there were some very obvious changes in her body.

　　"I am..."

　　She sat in front of the mirror, looking at her current posture.

　　From the outside, it's actually not much different from before.

　　It's just that the skin has become more refined and paler.

　　But at the same time, Guinevere could feel that there was an unimaginable energy in her body.

　　She can't use this energy now, so she can't detect the true effect of this energy.

　　But the side effects of this energy have been fully reflected in her.

　　"thirsty."

　　She raised her head and said to Mordred.

　　In the beginning, Mordred only thought that she was dehydrated because she slept for too long, and didn't take it to heart.

　　However, after a moment.

　　When Guinevere drank two glasses of water in a row, but she didn't get any better, she was still shouting "thirsty".Mordred realized that something might be wrong.

　　"What do you want to drink?"

　　Mordred patted Guinevere's back with his hand to help her relax.

　　On the other hand, it is to induce Guinevere's consciousness with words, so that she can gradually understand her own nature and find the desire hidden deep in her heart.

　　Guinevere closed her eyes and thought for a long time.

　　But when she opened her eyes again, her face was even more frightening.

　　"Blood……"

　　She said slowly, with a sad expression on her face.

　　She didn't know why she had such thoughts.

　　"Have I become a monster?"

　　She stretched out her hands and covered her cheeks, showing a faceless appearance.

　　And Mordred forcibly grabbed her wrist and took her palm off her face while denying the fact.

　　"Monster?"

　　Perhaps, in a sense, the adjective is right.

　　But in contrast, Mordred felt that in this special world, there might be another proper noun that could describe Guinevere's current situation.

　　"Blood-sucking."

　　"Or...the True Ancestor."

　　He shook his head, showing a hint of exclamation.

　　"The end of the road to the gods...is it the true ancestor?"

　　This seems like an incredible thing.

　　But if you think about it, it's probably a matter of course.

　　Whether it is a god or an "ancestor", it is an extension of the planet's inhibitory power, a natural tactile existence, and a species created by this planet for "self-defense".

　　The only difference between the two is probably that the birth of the True Ancestor has nothing to do with human thoughts, and is something "desired by the world, but not desired by humans".

　　And it is precisely because of this, compared to those gods who should be known to the world.The True Ancestors tend to hide their tracks, appearing only at the right time to carry out the tasks assigned to them by planetary restraint.

　　However, all of the above has nothing to do with Guinevere.

　　Now she is indeed infinitely close to the so-called "true ancestor" state - but she is not the true ancestor in the true sense after all.

　　She is the "artificial ancestor".

　　She can have her own value judgments and can do whatever she wants without worrying about being bound by inhibitions.