Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　And in the end, Paqiuli did not disappoint Mordred.

　　"So...is that what it looks like?"

　　After Paqiuli stopped the quill that had been enchanted with the "auto-book" magic and drew a perfect ending for the last book.

　　Behind her, the originally empty wall was already covered with neat books.

　　These books are the crystallization of all wisdom throughout the ages.

　　And when Pat Qiuli passed these crystallizations of wisdom from her mind, and completely retell it on paper—

　　"Crack..."

　　As if something was broken.

　　Colorful rays of light bloomed on Paqiuli's body.

　　The omniscient person has finally reached the "starting point" and "end point" of all wisdom in the world.

　　"This world...is really quite simple...".

Chapter 178

　　Colored light flashes away.

　　Along with it, even the golden door and the vortex of roots hidden behind the door are like bubbles in the sun.

　　It was shattered by the breeze, as if it had never appeared.

　　However, in the next instant.

　　When Paqiuli's consciousness returned to the real world, she could really feel it—this world, and the world just now, were completely different.

　　And this "different" is probably reflected in the mysterious concentration left on this island.

　　Before that, there was indeed a trace of mysterious leftovers on this island.

　　But now, the island called Britain has completely lost its "mystery" traces.

　　At this moment, it is like an ordinary island, which is connected with the "real" world outside.

　　Since then, the mysterious era has officially withdrawn from the stage of history.

　　And that means-

　　"I owe a lot of favor..."

　　Paqiuli looked up, looked at the crystal chandelier 12 on the ceiling, and sighed helplessly.

　　Although, the mysterious fading is the general trend.

　　Even without her, in a few years, the mystery on this island will still disappear.

　　But on the other hand, it is an indisputable fact that she used the mystery on this island to achieve the realm of "magician".

　　She needs to pay enough for this to repay the "blessing" that the British island gave her.

　　But the problem is that this "favor" is really too big.So now Paqiuli can't think of how to "repay" herself.

　　Could she still create another magician, or make the island mysterious again?

　　Still, it's fine.

　　Patchouli, who became a magician, has been stretched to an unimaginable level of life.

　　She has time to prepare for this event, but she is not in a hurry.

　　……

　　three months later.

　　The arrival of a spring rain melted the harsh winter cold.

　　The sleeping earth gradually began to wake up.

　　Vitality sprouts, everything begins to move.

　　It's farming season again.

　　In order to prepare for this spring ploughing, the impatient Mordred drove the somersault cloud directly to the American continent.

　　He robbed the seeds of a lot of crops - but most of them were vegetable seeds.

　　Here, Mordred must admit that America is indeed a treasure land.

　　Especially those brave female warriors who are active in the Amazon forest, it is an eye-opener for Mordred.

　　If he wasn't in a hurry, he really wanted to do a good job there and train an Amazon army.

　　At the same time, there was good news from the school.

　　The first batch of students in the school finally completed the half-year training, and mastered basic knowledge such as "writing names", "simple calculations within three digits", "farming tips", "postpartum care of cows" and so on. with skills.

　　Mordred intends to send them to various villages and towns in the British Isle to become village chiefs to replace the original system of knights.

　　Mordred understood that in order to break the situation of "decrees cannot be placed in the royal city", he had to replace all the grass-roots cadres in the kingdom with his own.

　　To this end, Mordred also deliberately participated in their graduation ceremony and awarded each of them an oak medal made of bronze.

　　This made these students so excited that they couldn't help themselves, and some even had red eyes, as if they were swearing to make a good result.

　　Seriously, though.

　　Mordred actually didn't have any expectations for this batch of students who temporarily rushed ducks to the shelves.

　　He only hopes that these students can play the role of "seeds" and lay a solid foundation for his royal career.

　　As for how to build a beautiful pavilion on this foundation?

　　"Then let's wait twenty years."

　　Mordred turned his head and looked at CC's belly, which was deliberately forged with a ball of cotton, with a bright smile on his face.

　　It was false that she was pregnant - but it was true that Mordred had a child.

　　The dawn of the future is flashing, and the last piece of the empire's puzzle is finally built.

　　Moreover, Mordred has countless reasons to believe that that child will definitely become the best successor to this kingdom.

　　Moreover, this kingdom, or an empire, can only be taken over by that child.

　　no way.

　　Who made that child...have an "extraordinary bloodline" that even surpassed Mordred?

　　……

　　March again.

　　It's been an uneventful three months.

　　With the raid of a Frankish War Mother, the Loire River, which had been silent for three months, once again became a battlefield between the two armies.

　　Here, Mordred had to admire Clovis' decisiveness.

　　That guy accurately captured the weakest period of Camelot-the upper-level power has not been completely replaced, and the lower-level power system has not really been established.

　　She launched an offensive against Camelot at this time, in order to prevent Mordred from completely taking over the territory in northern France and turning it into his own power.

　　From this point of view, there is no problem with her choice.

　　Even, in order to deal a fatal blow to Camelot, she persuaded the leader of the Ostrogoth kingdom, King Theodoric, who is now occupying the city of Rome, to form a [Frank-Ostrogoth] coalition.The intention is to completely eliminate the emerging Camelot in the bud.

　　Just, sorry.

　　The well-planned Clovis miscalculated the strength of the two sides.

　　Even more miscalculated, Mordred's ambition to unify the European continent.

　　"If they want to fight, then fight."

　　"And, not only to fight, but also to fight, to fight the war to destroy the country!"

　　"Isn't it just gambling on the national luck, why not play bigger?"

　　"I'm going to Rome, Egypt, Constantinople!"

　　Mordred sneered and issued the ultimate combat order to his troops.

　　"The troop of the Saxons is led by you, the second uncle - you can give me all the way to the south, and come back when you see the pyramid."

　　"The Army of the South and the Army of the North are united to attack the mad woman. It's time to show your bravery as a Knight of the Round Table, Mr.

　　"As for the Pictish prisoners of war...I think it would be nice to have them fight the Goths."

　　"I would like to see, who is the more savage among these two waves of savages."

Chapter 179

　　speak up.

　　The so-called war, at some point, is actually like a heavy rainstorm in summer.

　　When it came, it was silent, and there was no sign at all.

　　But after the start, it is possible to change the world into a color in an instant.

　　For example, Argonaut on the Loire and the Frankish Warmother.

　　As soon as the two of them came into contact, they directly abandoned the previous routine of "testing each other, and then trying to attack".

　　As soon as he came up, he would completely fill his own army and fight to the death without reservation.

　　Clovis, who has reached the edge of the cliff, has no way to retreat - and in the same way, the Argonauts, who carry the glory of the empire, will not retreat in the slightest.

　　Even if he knew, Mordred didn't really care whether the war was won or not.

　　However, the inherent glory of the Knights of the Round Table still prompted him to devote all of his body and mind to the battlefield.