Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　Even dead people are not insured.

　　However, on the other hand.

　　After Guinevere said this sentence with a cautious gesture, Mordred knew one more thing:

　　Now he has completely gained the trust of Guinevere.

　　"What a liar woman."

　　When Mordred thought about it, the three words [Silly White Sweet] were probably tailor-made for Guinevere.

　　"It turns out that there are such girls in this world."

　　Mordred muttered silently in his heart.

　　Probably because the women he often contacts are Morgan, Skaha, and CC.

　　So much so that he misunderstood the world.

　　It's as if women in this world are scary.

　　And now, the misunderstanding is resolved.

　　It wasn't the world that was at fault.

　　But all the women he came into contact with had problems.

　　In contrast, this silly and sweet Guinevere seemed so invaluable.

　　"In exchange, I'll tell you a secret later."

　　Mordred stretched out his hand, touched Guinevere's head, and said with a smile.

　　If we say that communication is the beginning of friendship.

　　The exchange of secrets, then, is the end of friendship.

　　And...the beginning of another relationship.

　　PS: Thanks to [Yuan Shi] and [Mian Password] for their monthly ticket support.

　　Chapter 31 is probably no problem, the system is just venting. .

Chapter 35

　　Guinevere did not directly tell Mordred the cruel truth that the king everyone admired was actually a woman.

　　She trusts Mordred and has a great affection for Mordred - but that doesn't mean she can say anything to Mordred.

　　She still remembers her identity as a princess.

　　Therefore, in the end, she still did not tell the secret after all.

　　But in a more euphemistic way, to tell Mordred this fact:

　　"I thought we could live happily together."

　　"However, our life is not like this at all..."

　　"My married life with Wang is actually not happy."

　　"Wang is really too busy... There are so many things in this country waiting for her to solve... I have no intention of spending time on me."

　　Guinevere told the misfortune of her married life in a way that was almost absolving for Arturia.

　　In this regard, Mordred nodded understandingly.

　　He probably already understood Guinevere's heart disease.

　　To put it bluntly, for Guinevere, although the fact that Artoria is a woman affects her, it will definitely not be the root cause of her "betrayal" of Artoria.

　　What really made Guinevere unbearable and made the decision to "betray" was a special emotion.

　　The name of this emotion is longing.

　　She worships Arturia from the bottom of her heart, and simply attributes this worship to love.

　　Beauty always loves heroes.

　　As the most beautiful woman in Britain, Guinevere also felt that she should marry Arturia.

　　Hero and beauty, a perfect match.Husbands and wives go hand in hand.

　　This is the "marriage" Guinevere was looking forward to.

　　However, the real situation is.

　　In this marriage, Guinevere's role is just a drag bottle.

　　Artoria doesn't need her to do anything - she can't do anything for Artoria.

　　Do nothing, stay obediently in the palace as a mascot - this is the only request Artoria has for Guinevere.

　　But the problem is, how can Guinevere, who is equivalent to being imprisoned in this deep palace, do nothing?

　　"So, longing is the furthest distance from understanding!"

　　Because of her longing, Guinevere misunderstood Arturia.

　　Because of her longing, Guinevere misunderstood her feelings for Arturia.

　　Because of her longing, Guinevere forced herself to agree to Merlin's request, made a wrong choice, and directly led to the current tragic situation.

　　All in all, Guinevere's misfortune is all because of her longing for Arturia!

　　Now, after understanding this, the method of changing Guinevere's mind is very simple.

　　"This layer of longing for her has to be broken."

　　"She must be allowed to see her truest father—and her truest self."

　　As for what kind of method should be used to break Guinevere's unreal fantasy of Arturia?

　　For others, this can be an incredibly difficult thing to do.

　　But for Mordred, it couldn't be easier.

　　It's so simple that he doesn't even need to do anything deliberately - just put the helmet on his head.

　　"So, Your Royal Highness, Princess."

　　"If I'm not wrong, the real identity of the king... it should be a woman."

　　Mordred asked suddenly, and directly hit Guinevere by surprise.

　　"Ah, no, how is that possible..."

　　"How could the king be a woman!"

　　Guinevere, who was flustered in her heart, subconsciously wanted to refute.

　　However, because of the role of that genuine chocolate.Her rebuttal seemed so guilty.

　　And Mordred has no intention of letting Guinevere continue to argue:

　　"Stop kidding yourself, Guinevere."

　　"If our king is really a man, how can he let a beautiful wife like you be left alone with official business all day long?"

　　"Even if you are really busy during the day, at least you should be able to sleep together at night."

　　Mordred sneered.

　　And in the next moment, Mordred directly ignored Guinevere who seemed to want to defend Arturia again, stretched out a finger and put it on the helmet.

　　"Well, Guinevere, today's conversation was pleasant."

　　"But... the joke, it should end here!"

　　As Mordred spoke, he tapped the helmet lightly with his fingers.

　　"Crack-"

　　The mechanism was opened, and the ferocious helmet was divided into two halves from the middle, and each fell on Mordred's shoulders.Become a pair of shoulder pads with a more exotic shape.

　　Blonde hair dazzling like the sun appeared in front of Guinevere.

　　And under the golden hair, there is a face that can make Guinevere's eyes instantly dull, and she doesn't know what to say!

　　It was a face exactly like Artoria's, as if it had been carved out of a mold.

　　In this case, even if Mordred said that he had nothing to do with Arturia, Guinevere would never believe it.

　　This face is the best proof!

　　"you you you you you……"

　　She held out a finger tremblingly and pointed to Mordred's face.It was as if a thousand words were stuck in his throat, but he couldn't spit out a single word.

　　Then, the empathetic Mordred took the initiative to speak for her.

　　"Introduce myself, my name is Mordred."

　　"Mordred Pandoragon."

　　"As you can see, I am the son of the king."

　　"It is also destined to inherit Camelot's royal career and become the chosen king of the Lord of Britain!"

　　"How about it, Guinevere, are you interested in joining my royal career and helping me?"

　　Mordred asked with a smile, and took the initiative to extend his right hand to Guinevere.

　　Guinevere shrank in fear, and took two steps back subconsciously.

　　At this moment, her mind was made into a mess by Mordred, and she couldn't think about anything at all.

　　And Mordred didn't intend to make her think about anything.

　　"Of course, you really don't have a choice."

　　Looking at Guinevere who kept retreating, Mordred quickly took a big step forward and hugged Guinevere directly in his arms:

　　"Do you want others to know that their princess is actually a [bad woman] who is dissatisfied with the king?"