Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　Knowing this was the case, he would never let Vortigern and Morgan meet.

　　But now, it's too late to regret.

　　"How to do how to do?"

　　Mordred thought anxiously, but a pair of eyes couldn't help falling on CC.

　　At this time, he hoped that CC would take the initiative to help him solve this problem.

　　But facing his gaze, CC could only helplessly shake her head, indicating that she was also powerless.

　　It is difficult for a clean official to interrupt household chores.

　　What's more, this kind of feud?

　　It's a weird thing to be able to solve, right?

　　However, at this time.

　　Guinevere, who has always been regarded as a vase by others and has no other use other than being good-looking, suddenly stood up and took the initiative to break the deadlock:

　　"Please don't be like this."

　　"Your appearance... will make His Highness Mordred feel sad!".

Chapter 45

　　Guinevere's voice broke the silence of the room.

　　And when the eyes of the others in the room turned to Guinevere, to be honest, Guinevere was actually extremely panicked.

　　Because even she herself doesn't know why she would say such a thing on this occasion.

　　"It's obviously the best choice to keep silent, right?"

　　Although Guinevere has always been called silly and sweet by Mordred, but once a princess of a country and a princess of a country, she still has the most basic political literacy.

　　More to say more wrong, less to say less wrong, not to say good.

　　That's what a vase is supposed to do.

　　but--

　　"Do not."

　　Just when Guinevere chose to be silent, a voice suddenly sounded from the depths of her heart, preventing her from such a "shrinking turtle" behavior.

　　"You always have to do something for him."

　　Guinevere knew that she was actually a very stupid woman.

　　She can't handle government affairs, and she doesn't have the ability to fight enemies - even, she can't even do the cooking skills and needlework that women should master.

　　If it wasn't for the royal family, if it wasn't for her pretty face, she probably wouldn't be able to marry.

　　"But, but..."

　　"But... I should also have something I can do."

　　Looking at Mordred, whose face was full of anxiety, Guinevere's inner emotions continued to surge upward, which prompted her to make a decision that surprised even herself:

　　She wants to help Mordred resolve the dispute between Morgan and Vortigern—in her own way.

　　"Although we all have various pasts...but everyone doesn't want to see His Royal Highness Mordred sad, right?"

　　Guinevere blinked her big eyes and asked sincerely.

　　Faced with this question, the people in the room had different expressions.

　　CC's face is as calm as ever, but if you look closely at her golden eyes, you'll see Mordred's reflection hidden in them.

　　Having made the decision to entrust her everything to Mordred, she naturally couldn't bear to see Mordred sad.

　　Of course, there is a major premise here - Mordred's "sadness" may not be the result of his death as a child.

　　Next to CC, Morgan's face was quite complicated.

　　Does she care about Mordred?

　　Morgan thought about it carefully and gave an exact answer.

　　She still cared about Mordred.

　　Especially after learning that Mordred was accepted as a disciple by Skaha, she gave up her previous unrealistic ideas and redefined Mordred.

　　Not as a tool of revenge, but as a real king.

　　To this end, Morgan almost did his best to support Mordred's development.

　　In this case, it is absolutely impossible for you to say that she doesn't care about Mordred.

　　However, the problem is...

　　"Is it just for this reason that I should give up the hatred that my father was killed and the country fell?"

　　Morgan didn't think she could do it.

　　However, at this time—

　　"Well, it's not actually saying let go of hatred."

　　"I just wanted to say that she should have paid for her previous actions, didn't she?"

　　Guinevere, who saw through Morgan's mind, pointed to Vortigern and persuaded:

　　"She has been killed by the king."

　　"Her kingdom has long since disappeared."

　　"At this moment, Votigeng standing here is just an undead from the past."

　　"Furthermore, it is still under the absolute control of His Highness Mordred, the undead who obey the orders of the [Pandoragon] clan."

　　"She will remain in this world forever and serve the Pandoragon family."

　　Guinevere's persuasion gradually began to shift toward Morgan as the center.

　　This was a choice she made after much deliberation.

　　No way, although Vortigern is also terrible, but because her soul fire is held in Mordred's hand, she can't actually turn a moth.

　　As Guinevere said.

　　The former Votigan is dead, and the present Votigon is nothing more than a servant serving Mordred.

　　In this world, is there a more tragic punishment than this?

　　"If you don't want to see her, but you still think about how to kill her, then I'm afraid she would be very willing to be killed by you."

　　"Because for her, it was a real relief."

　　Guinevere said earnestly.

　　However, he said that Votigen, who had been showing a disdainful expression from a while ago, said that his complexion had changed drastically.

　　She was amazed at how Guinevere's mind could be so delicate—even this deeply hidden emotion could be felt.

　　"This woman...it's not that simple."

　　Votigeng narrowed his eyes slightly and began to seriously look at Guinevere's appearance.

　　She admits that she had misunderstood before.

　　Guinevere, with such a delicate mind, is definitely not just a beautiful vase!

　　There are other more terrifying potentials hidden in her body.

　　At the same time, Morgan, who heard Guinevere's persuasion, was even more sullen.

　　"I see."

　　Morgan looked at Guinevere's sincere face and gradually fell into thought.

　　At this moment, she has to admit this fact:

　　She was persuaded by Guinevere.

　　"indeed."

　　"In this world, can there be more cruel torture than this?"

　　Thinking of this, Morgan's repulsion towards Votigeng was directly reduced by half.

　　The other half, because of the blood of the Red Dragon family still flowing in her body, instinctively repelled Votigeng, who was the White Dragon King.

　　"If that's the case, then I won't say anything more."

　　"But I hope that from now on, she will not appear in my field of vision."

　　Morgan said sternly.

　　Not meeting her father-killing enemy was the biggest concession she could make for Mordred.

　　In this regard, Mordred was instantly relieved.

　　Of course, this requirement is not easy to meet - but as long as you think of a way, it can still be achieved.

　　"No problem, no problem, I will restrain her."

　　While wiping the sweat from his forehead, Mordred hurriedly complied with Morgan's request, as if he was afraid she would go back on it.

　　At the same time, he gave Guinevere a thumbs up.

　　"Great help!"

　　"As expected of the woman I fancy!".

Chapter 46

　　Morgan is gone.