Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

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　　however--

　　"Cough cough..."

　　Before Mordred could see what was inside, a white smoke caught his eyes.

　　And after a moment.

　　When all the white smoke dissipated, Mordred's vision was restored.

　　But it was stunned to discover that a stone with eight sharp corners was lying quietly in the gossip furnace, emitting colorful rays of light.

　　"This is?"

　　Mordred carefully took out the stone and looked at it for a long time in his palm.

　　Then, he came to a conclusion that he didn't even think of himself:

　　"Holy Quartz?!".

Chapter 144

　　Holy Quartz.

　　It is one of the most important items in the game "F/G", and its functions are very diverse.

　　It can expand the storage limit of heroic spirits or concept gifts; it can exchange specific items at a specific time; it can even be closed after the battle is defeated, so that all heroic spirits can be resurrected in place.

　　Of course, in addition to this, the most important role is to sign contracts with the heroic spirits of the Hall of Valor by consuming Saint Quartz, so as to achieve the achievement of [Let your favorite hero come to our Jia].

　　It is no exaggeration to say that the holy spar in the game is a "mysterious power" from "outside the sky" that dominates the direction of the game's plot.

　　Or, in layman's terms, such a mysterious power refers to the "power of krypton gold".

　　It is the only way for the masters of Chaldea to change their lives against the sky when they are faced with a crisis that they cannot solve.

　　Only now, when Mordred held this holy spar, he felt something completely different from the so-called [Krypton Gold Power].

　　[Prop Name: Holy Quartz]

　　[Prop Type: Special Prop]

　　[Rarity: Golden Epic]

　　[Prop introduction: The stone that houses the sacred power is an object that crystallizes after the concept of the future is determined. 】

　　In short, it is [Fragments of the Future].

　　But the question is... how could the future be determined, and why would it become fragments and appear in the past in the form of holy spar?

　　If it is placed in other universes or worlds, such a thing can only be interpreted with the universal answer of "quantum mechanics".

　　However, if it is in the type-moon world that has countless parallel worlds, and will give you a historical judgment from time to time, the explanation of this problem is undoubtedly much simpler.

　　"That is to say... are they fragments that evolved from those 'dead' futures?"

　　"And it is precisely because of this that the Saint Quartz reward that Masters can get every time they clear a major chapter...is that the last [gift] of that world~〃?"

　　Holding the holy spar in his hand, a rare trace of loss appeared on Mordred's face.

　　It was probably the loss of a rabbit that died and a fox.

　　However, in the next instant, his spirit was lifted again.

　　He saw the results of his failures in these Saint Quartz - but because of this, he succeeded no matter what.

　　In order not to let himself and the king's business jointly created by his courtiers be destroyed, he must clear all obstacles on the way forward.

　　For that, let alone inhibition.Even Arturia, as long as he dares to stand in front of him...he will not hesitate!

　　"Father..."

　　Holding the three holy spar in his hand, Mordred raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky.

　　The moonlight is very clear tonight.

　　It was as beautiful as Artoria's naturally beautiful face.

　　……

　　The next day.

　　Before dawn, Mordred, who was still in a daze, was forcibly dragged from the bed by CC.

　　Grooming, dressing, dressing up.

　　When this tedious process is finished, the sun has already jumped out of the horizon.

　　Mordred walked out of the palace, blown away by the cool morning breeze.

　　However, he found that Artoria was already standing at the gate of the palace early, waiting for his arrival.

　　"Let's go."

　　Arturia glanced at Mordred, then turned back directly, looking straight ahead, showing a rather calm appearance.

　　It's just—this kind of peace is the biggest problem, right?

　　Seeing Artoria in this state, Mordred sighed.

　　He tried to open his mouth, trying to say something to Artoria.

　　But from the beginning to the end, Arturia's eyes were not on him - even if he deliberately made some outrageous actions or made some strange sounds, Arturia did not look back.

　　Under such circumstances, Mordred was naturally unable to speak.

　　In this regard, Mordred could only sigh softly.

　　He had to admit the fact that:

　　Ever since the triumphal ceremony was completed, there had been a pathetic thick barrier between him and Artoria.

　　This is the result that Mordred does not want to see, but it is also the result that he will face sooner or later.

　　The young and powerful king met the crown prince who was growing in power. If there was a common language between the two and the same goals, then there would probably be a story of "the prince supervising the country for [-] years".

　　However, if the two people not only do not have a common language, but also have different ideas, and there is a big conflict in the concept of governing the country... then it is not a story of "there is no prince for sixty years in the world".

　　".¨However, that's fine."

　　After admitting this reality, Mordred suddenly felt much relieved.

　　As the so-called early treatment is easy - since the conflict between him and Artoria will come to this point sooner or later, it is better to use the fastest speed to cut the mess and minimize the loss.

　　If it has been delayed and cannot be resolved, it will cause more serious disasters to the country.

　　And now Britain... But it can no longer stand any toss.

　　……

　　After about twenty minutes.

　　Artoria, who had left Camelot King City, led the people behind her all the way north to a field dedicated to growing potatoes.

　　They were not too late - but the peasants in the fields came earlier.

　　They probably came to this field before dawn and started today's harvesting work.

　　But now, when Artoria came here, they had already completed about one-third of the work (Wang Hao).

　　Ten full baskets of potatoes were left in the corner of the field by the opponent, like recruits who had just completed military training, waiting for Arturia's "review".

　　Arturia took a potato and nodded in satisfaction.

　　Judging from the size, this potato is actually not as big as the potatoes Mordred had planted before.

　　But the weight is not light.

　　Arturia weighed it, in the famine years of food shortages.As long as you save some food, this potato is probably enough food for a family of two.

　　(Note: The food standard in times of famine is that no one will die from starvation.)

　　Seeing this, Arturia finally showed a long-lost smile on her face.

　　She didn't know what the future of Britain would look like.

　　But at least, now she has truly seen a glimmer of light called "hope". .

Chapter 145

　　The final harvest results were counted after noon.

　　"Wang, there are [-] kilograms of potatoes in total."

　　The grain officer in charge of harvesting statistics reported to Artoria with excitement - he had been guarding the land day and night since a month ago, but the potato seedlings in this field were more important than anything else. .

　　And now that these potatoes have been harvested, he, the grain official, is naturally very excited.

　　Even if, fundamentally, these potatoes have nothing to do with him at all.

　　Arturia nodded silently.

　　"Thanks for your hard work."

　　At this moment, he and her mood were actually extremely excited.

　　But as a king, she would never express this excitement directly.

　　The king must be sane - at all times, he must use his sharpest eyes to see true reality.

　　This is the philosophy that Artoria believes in.

　　Meanwhile, on the other side.

　　Mordred set up a stall on the spot and began to collect the "arrears" they should pay from these potato farmers.

　　"Borrow ten jins, return [-] jins, the old man is not deceived!"

　　"Don't do it for a pound less, and not for an extra pound!"