Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　"Also, call all the knights of the round table sent abroad and order them to return immediately. Those who do not arrive within three days will be treated as defecting."

　　……

　　This is actually a Wang Ling that not many people are listening to.

　　Most of the people kept a wait-and-see state for Mordred, the sudden "king".

　　As for those who once served the Lion King, it is even more unlikely that they would obey Mordred's orders and inform the other Knights of the Round Table.

　　Oh no - tip-offs are possible.

　　However, the content of the tip-off will definitely not be to let them return quickly and establish a new king.

　　"It should be to let them return as soon as possible, the King of Diligence, right?"

　　Mordred thought with a smile.

　　However, he didn't mind too much about these small thoughts.

　　Anyway, from the very beginning, he didn't want to do anything with these Knights of the Round Table.

　　He just wanted to catch up with them.

　　And now.

　　Taking advantage of the time when the Knights of the Round Table had not returned, Mordred was able to spare some time to "reminisce" with another group of acquaintances.

　　"Yo, isn't this a colored eggplant?"

　　"I haven't seen you for a few months, why have you gained so much weight?"

　　"Your meat hasn't grown where it should!"

　　Mordred greeted Matthew with a smile.

　　That awkward expression and loud voice made Matthew confirm the fact:

　　The guy in front of him who calls himself Mordred Pandoragon is indeed the "Heroic Spirit No. [-]" who once possessed her and spent four years with her! .