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If you want to be strong, you will be stubborn. You know you can't beat it, but you have to say you can beat it.

Geng Yuan scratched her neck, he was old, but in the end he was just a young man in his 20s.

Now, Mordred has recovered, and she has recovered completely. She jumped three feet high and almost broke the ceiling.

"I think we should talk about it now?" Geng Yuan asked when she saw that she was in good spirits.

ha?

"Say what?" Mordred asked.

This...

Confused for a while.

Geng Yuan originally thought that he would say something decisively, but he did not expect that Mordred, who had not suffered the most impact, would be decisive at this moment.

Mordred tilted her neck, hiding a fleeting moment of disappointment in her.

"Hello? You don't really think I'll call you Dad, do you?"

"I..." Geng Yuan was silent, he has no right to complain.

"Mordred, what are you talking about!?" Morgan, who was sitting firmly behind the scenes, had a somewhat stern voice.

She needs Mordred to make Geng Yuan feel guilty about herself, and make Geng Yuan Mitu Zhi return to her side——

But Morgan didn't allow Mordred to question Geng Yuan, just...

"...Forget it." Morgan said melancholy, and the moonlight poured over her golden hair.

She closed her eyes silently, listening carefully to Mordred's frantic and heart-wrenching questions.

Morgan deliberately suppressed humanity, but she knew—she owed Mordred.

She gave all her love to the man who walked into her heart in her childhood, and even her eldest son Agguiwen was defined by her as a trustworthy tool.

"Allow your willfulness this time."

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In fact, Morgan also knew that even if she stopped, she would not be able to control Mordred who was venting his emotions at this time.

She was getting louder and louder, and her words were fierce.

"If it's really like my mother said it was my father, then why did even the oldest Agguiwen say that he has never met his father?"

"If you are really my father as my mother said, why didn't you notice it when you first met me?"

"If you really look like my mother, why didn't you leave any images that give me the impression of what you look like?"

"If you are really my father as the queen mother said, then why didn't you show up before and after I joined the Knights of the Round Table?"

"If you are really my father as the queen mother said, why haven't you seen me even once?"

Mordred's questioning became more and more brutal, his face became more gloomy, and his voice was as low as a wounded cheetah roaring intimidatingly.

Especially when she thinks that she has worked so hard for the recognition of the so-called "father" for so long, and wants to become a worthy king comparable to King Arthur.

This undoubtedly exacerbated her anger.

She - needs an explanation

...

This one.. This one is..

Geng Yuan is not an indecisive person, but facing Mordred's questioning, he frowned and tried to explain but couldn't.

He thinks listening to vent is the best way.

Now this should...

Geng Yuan couldn't tell, he had noticed Mordred's disappointed expression, and knew how to deal with this matter.

He was definitely a wise man, knowing that Mordred's outrage was only for his reassurance.

Even if it's just a simple hug and the sentence "It's been so long for you" as a prevarication is enough.

But Geng Yuan didn't do it, he felt it was even more sinful.

Is it Boring Asashi?

No, he thought it was embarrassing and very unlike himself.

Time passed bit by bit, and the room was silent.

What is this...

Dip dong.

The doorbell rang suddenly, breaking the solemnity.

The atmosphere created is like a tide, which comes and goes quickly.

Mordred sighed: Forget it.

The person who came was obviously not a follower, and there was no magical response, and she would only add trouble if she continued to stay.

She got up, the wallet was thrown directly on her shoulder, and her back looked quite chic.

"I'll come to you again, and then you have to give me some answers." She opened the window and turned to Geng Yuan's face.

Geng Yuan was silent.

"Are you speechless... Tch." Mordred looked at the moon in awe.

She was also depressed for a moment, and she didn't notice that she was thinking, and her face was close to the window.

The woman downstairs who was knocking on the door also noticed this scene with sharp eyes.

"Sir Mordred? Why don't you come and open the door!?" She opened her mouth, her emerald pupils becoming brighter in Yeyue.

..this voice? ? ?

Mordred knew it, but she couldn't believe it.

This voice... She mechanically turned her head away, overlooking the woman downstairs, her eyes narrowed suddenly.

At the same time, Morgan's complexion, which was more than a hundred miles away, followed the familiar voice.

She looked at the woman in the crystal frame, her pretty face paled, and then she became fierce: "...Impossible, how could you, Miss Wang..."

Artoria... why are you still alive 2? ?

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I don’t know if there will be a lot of flaws in this chapter because of the rush of time. I will revise it a little later.

By the way, do you like this chat group communication method?

Let me say one more thing... the book friends who say that I play bad memes and don't want to find new memes... I will try hard, after all, I only understand e-sports abstract memes and some special photo memes.

Chapter 51. You are my daughter

Geng Yuan House.

"You are..." Mordred ignored Morgan's whisper.

This blond woman in a crystal-colored knee-length skirt is too familiar.

But to say that she is King Arthur...but seeing Arthur yesterday was like a small tablet of sliced ​​noodles. .

Mordred glanced vaguely at Daimao's chest: "It's too big...it's really too big. '

What made Mordred even more uncomfortable was that Daimao noticed her gaze, and deliberately increased the ups and downs of the chest that was about to come out.

If you listen carefully, you can still hear the sound of 'hiss...huh' inhaling from the woman's mouth.

She realized - this is really not the king.

Immediately, he was slapped in the face by Arturia.

"Me? Artoria Pendragon, Lord Mordred."

The woman rested her chin on her right hand, her moist pupils reflected Mordred's face, and smiled slightly: "Your beloved king."

"Speaking of which, Yuanqing, I just went out to buy fruit, do you want some?" Arturia didn't give Mo Haier time to react, she turned to Geng Yuan.

...

"You didn't get hurt in the fight tonight." Arturia didn't mind Geng Yuan being in a daze, she moved closer, pinched Geng Yuan's arm for a few times, and asked for warmth.

"I..No." Geng Yuan asked her intentionally, whether there was any misunderstanding about Skaha's force.

...Is that so, then I'm relieved.

Artoria let out a breath, and a bunch of dull hairs spiraled into knots and stretched until they loosened.

This seems to be the unique talent of the dumb-haired people, controlling that bunch of dumb-haired people.

I was speechless for a while.

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Too many elements.

This...

Mordred frowned and pondered, his eyes were fixed on Artoria's chest, and he couldn't help but question for a long time.

"Wait, if you are really father...really a king, then what's wrong with your body! I don't remember Riaser having such plump breasts!"

Honest question, but fortunately Damao has a good temper.

Arturia smiled softly: "That's because I was bound by the holy sword. I'm in good shape and normal, silly boy."

She supported the lower part of her breasts with the inside of her elbows, pulled them upwards, and then let go of her arms. Those plump breasts were like moist bamboo shoots that were about to fall.

Elasticity ex, realism ex, quality ex.

"How is it, do you like it?" Arturia asked Geng Yuan, her eyes were shining like stars, if they were bright.

…Okay.

Geng Yuan said vaguely, her eyes fixed on her mountain shoots, and she couldn't move her eyes away.

???

Mordred looked dumbfounded, what the hell is this surprisingly gentle big tit? ?

She had never seen Arthur so approachable before she was alive, let alone——

"Arthur, you're still alive!?"

This question was raised together with Morgan behind it.

Mordred didn't see—

Morgan witnessed the process of Arthur's death with his own eyes, and even handed over a dress to resurrect Arthur and wait for hundreds of years to avenge himself.

...

Mordred didn't wait for an answer, but a fruity fragrance wafted into his nose.

"Here, have a peach?" Artoria's hair on top of his head stood up.

..baffling.

Mordred felt awkward, but she still chewed the peach with relish.

Arturia had a gentle smile, her eyes narrowed like a pool of warm water.

She took out another snake fruit and peeled it herself, then handed it to Geng Yuan: "Yuanqing, you are hungry, take a bite first."

She obviously handed it over, but she was not ready to let go and let Geng Yuan take it.

What is this woman doing? ?

Geng Yuan looked at her suspiciously——

But he complied with her request and took a bite, which made Artoria's smile even sweeter.

——Sister Wang, watch carefully and study hard.