Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　"What's wrong with that?"

　　She held the reins in both hands, in a tone of indifference.

　　"It's outside anyway, and basically no one knows us."

　　"No, it should be said that in this kind of wilderness, it is basically impossible for people to meet."

　　Guinevere said confidently.

　　In the past few days, she has been thinking about it.

　　It is true that the relationship between her and Mordred cannot be actively exposed - but this does not mean that she must deny this relationship because of this.

　　"God, I did make a mistake."

　　"But... if this sin is destined to be unresolved, please let me die in this sin and sink into that boundless hell."

　　Guinevere thought to herself.

　　And the result of this self-defeating is that Guinevere's mentality is getting better and better.

　　But of course.

　　This kind of attitude is good, but it does not mean that she has relaxed her "vigilance" against Mordred.

　　"When you get home and see my father, you must be obedient."

　　"Do whatever I tell you to do - but don't make my father angry."

　　In front of the carriage, Guinevere, who had initially mastered the method of driving a carriage, experienced such a sense of achievement that she had never experienced before, and at the same time warned Mordred very cautiously not to do anything too extreme.

　　In this regard, Mordred naturally agreed.

　　"Ok, no problem."

　　"Since it's your place over there, I'll just listen to you."

　　Holding Guinevere's slender waist, Mordred said with a smile.

　　Then, unable to hold back, he nibbled on Guinevere's lovely face again.Then he nodded contentedly and continued to ask:

　　"But you know me, this person has always been afraid of life. If there is no acquaintance to accompany him, he can't sleep in a strange place."

　　"I want to sleep with you at night, it should be fine, right?"

　　"..."

　　……

　　three days later.

　　Along with the rising sun, the outline of a city gradually appeared in front of Mordred.

　　This is the main city of Liao Dekuan Kingdom and the only city in Liao Dekuan Kingdom.

　　In terms of city size, it is only about a quarter of the area of ​​Chalk City.

　　However, the buildings in it are quite dense, and the population is comparable to that of the chalk city.

　　It can be seen that this should be an old city with a long history.

　　"My father is a very kind person."

　　"I almost never saw him angry."

　　Along the way, Guinevere briefly introduced the history of this Liao Dekuan kingdom to Mordred.

　　Simply put, this is actually the history of a wall of grass.

　　Since the ancestors of Guinevere, the country has oscillated between the major powers, both sides.

　　But of course.

　　This is actually the sadness of most small countries.

　　Only the Red Dragon King (bcef) and the White Dragon King can really decide the fate of this island.

　　Other small countries can only swing back and forth between these two countries in order to get a breather.

　　And Guinevere's father is also one of the most successful.

　　He was originally a good friend of King Uther, and he was a family friend with the Pandoragon family.

　　But after Vortigern defeated Camelot, he not only was not liquidated by Vortigern, but he also retained the foundation of his kingdom with the help of years of painstaking management.

　　(Of course, this is also because Vortigern did not focus on cleaning up these kings.)

　　"And later on, my father believed that Wang had the potential to become a Ming Jun, so he supported her in raising an army against Votigeng."

　　"The big round table in the Round Table Hall was given to her by her father."

　　This is also the origin of the name "Knights of the Round Table".

　　Later, as Guinevere became Camelot's princess, King Liao Dekuan's status in the British kings also rose.

　　Vaguely, there is already the meaning of the princes talking about people.

　　This is also the reason why this meeting will be held in Liao Dekuan Kingdom.

　　Fortunately, this King Liao Dekuan is also a reasonable person.

　　Before the meeting started, he made it clear that he only provided a place and would never participate in this negotiation, let alone interfere in the process of this negotiation.

　　He is transparent.

　　He knew that as long as Guinevere was still the princess in Camelot, he, King Liao Dekuan, would never have any trouble.

　　"A so-called permanent neutral country?"

　　"Oh, it's really a good abacus."

　　Mordred, who already understood what was going on, showed a mocking smile on his face.

　　He didn't know where these countries in Europe had learned these bad habits.

　　But here, Mordred felt that he needed to give Guinevere a shot.

　　"I don't need neutrals - neither does Britain."

　　In Mordred's eyes, there are probably only two types of countries on this island.

　　One is willing to submit to the rule of Camelot and contribute to the construction of Britain.

　　In the face of this kind of country, Mordred doesn't mind giving them a promise of common prosperity.

　　The other is the one who is unwilling to surrender to Camelot, or who is constantly hesitating and wants to be two-faced.

　　In the face of such a country, Mordred will not hesitate to regard it as an enemy and destroy it without mercy.

　　"Apart from me, there is no need for a second voice on this island."

　　As Mordred said, he tightened the reins in his hands.

　　Liao Dekuan Palace, here we come. .

Chapter 121

　　Mordred hurriedly hurried, and after all, it was still a day later than expected.

　　However, for this, Mordred has plenty of reasons to keep these people waiting for him silent.

　　"The protagonist always appears at the end."

　　Mordred said with a smile, raised his arms, and led Guinevere out of the carriage.

　　Today's Guinevere deliberately changed into a more solemn dress.

　　This is a traditional Celtic ritual group, with white as the main tone, and the thin golden thread is embroidered on the edge of the skirt, embroidering circles of ornate ornaments.

　　No matter who, seeing Guinevere like this, the first thing that comes to mind must be such an adjective:

　　【Wealth is pressing】.

　　"Your Highness, Princess, please."

　　Mordred held Guinevere's hand and climbed a not too long staircase in front of everyone's eyes. Finally, he walked into Liao Dekuan's palace and saw King Liao Dekuan sitting on the throne.

　　It was an old man with white temples, much older than Mordred imagined.

　　But the spirit still looks good, and it will not give people a feeling of seventy-eighty, eyebrows buried in the ground.

　　"Father, good day."

　　Guinevere walked up to the old man and bowed respectfully to him.

　　And a moment later, when Guinevere got the response from King Liao Dekuan, she turned around again, and turned her attention to the guests who were standing in the palace and had been waiting for a long time.

　　"Please let me replace the king and greet you all."

　　Guinevere looked around and said with a smile.

　　It's an inherent process, in Guinevere's words, "standard royal etiquette."

　　Although I don't know who made it, I can't go wrong in one step - otherwise, people will laugh at it.

　　It is worth mentioning that the former Mordred also had the opportunity to master this set of royal etiquette.

　　Morgan paid no less attention to royal etiquette than Guinevere, and in a sense, even better, to the point of paranoia.

　　But unfortunately, Mordred, who is a bear child, is really not this material.

　　If it is said that the crown of the monkey can barely catch the eye and make everyone smile; then the crown of the bear... Whether it is a bear or a human being, it is a kind of suffering.

　　Therefore, when Guinevere went through this etiquette process, Mordred stood by the side honestly, said nothing, and always kept a smile that could never be wrong.

　　As long as you don't speak, you will never make mistakes - the bear child naturally has his own philosophy of life.

　　And at this time, in the face of Guinevere's greetings, it is natural that those guests cannot answer together.

　　That kind of messy look is naturally indecent.

　　"Thank you for your concern."

　　A representative came out voluntarily and accepted Guinevere's greetings on behalf of the guests behind.