Type Moon: I, Mordred, Are So Filial

　　When the girl Morgan - oh no, it should be Vivienne now.

　　All in all, when the princess of Camelot stepped onto the rebuilt royal city, she instantly had a sense of time and space where things are wrong.

　　"What a beautiful city."

　　"Unfortunately - it's no longer the Camelot I know."

　　Vivian was walking on the street, looking at the snow-white buildings around her, with a sighed expression on her face.

　　At this moment, in her memory, Camelot should be the city destroyed by the war.

　　Broken walls and ruins, the image of the subjugation of the country.

　　This is Vivian's inherent impression of this city.

　　But - that's not - it's not bad.

　　"It's a nice city."

　　"Looks like my sister would be a good king."

　　Vivian said with a smile, the sigh on her face disappeared, replaced by a stronger expectation.

　　At this moment, she hopes more and more to meet this lovely and capable sister.

　　And Mordred was still struggling with the [-] gold coins.

　　"That--mother, can I have a discussion with you?"

　　He knew that Vivienne, the fairy in the lake, probably didn't know about those loans.

　　After all, her memory was reset every day.

　　But at the same time, Mordred was more certain that Vivian, the fairy in the lake, could speak in the ideal land.

　　She is also the leader of the goblins, and the most influential leader.

　　Compared to Morgan, the human witch, her life essence is closer to those fairies - so, there is no problem in calling her a fairy queen.

　　So, as long as this fairy queen speaks, the [-] gold coins should be written off in one lump sum, right?

　　Mordred thought expectantly.

　　however--

　　"No, little Mordred."

　　Vivian's answer completely exceeded Mordred's expectations.

　　He never expected that this seemingly understanding mother would be so inhuman in this regard.

　　"Although we are mother and son, we need to be clear about money!"

　　"Money is the foundation of our lives!"

　　"No sloppy!"

　　Vivian said very decisively.

　　Looking at her appearance at this moment, Mordred couldn't help but think of Artoria when faced with food.

　　[Even if it is the meat of Warcraft, after proper processing, its nutrients will never flow away! 】

　　Vivian may not be clear, but in Mordred's view, at this moment, she is really exactly the same as Artoria when she was serious.

　　"Gluttony and greed."

　　"It should be said... as expected of a red dragon."

　　"Two sisters, each inheriting a 'merit'."

　　Mordred complained silently in his heart, but reluctantly accepted the result that he seemed unable to use the family card to write off the account.

　　Still, it's no big deal.

　　If he can't play the family card, he has other solutions - and it is more effective than the family card.

　　As for why he didn't take it out before... It's just because Morgan is the controlling shareholder, so it's not easy to start.

　　But now, since Vivian is so ruthless, don't blame him for being a ruthless son.

　　He swore that if he didn't squeeze out all the use value of those fairies, he would resign as the prince and go home with CC's wife and children.

　　"Yes, Queen Mother."

　　"Even if it's a mother and son, we have to settle the account."

　　……

　　Camelot City.

　　near the palace.

　　The guards of the palace saw a strange masked woman approaching the palace and subconsciously wanted to stop it.

　　But in the next moment, when the guard saw Mordred following the masked woman again, he turned the blocking action into scratching his head in embarrassment.

　　"That... Your Highness, when did you come back, why didn't you say hello in advance?"

　　But Mordred gave him a blank look.

　　"What's the use of saying hello? Can you still invite me to dinner?"

　　"..."

　　This time, the soldier guarding was even more embarrassed.

　　He wanted to say that it was his honor to invite Mordred to dinner.

　　But considering the situation at home where the pot could no longer be opened... He still swallowed this sentence abruptly.

　　"Okay, let's go and tell the father and king, that I have brought a very distinguished guest here, and she must be greeted in person."

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　　Mordred waved casually, freeing the soldier from his embarrassing situation.

　　The soldier trotted away.

　　At the same time, Vivian, who was standing beside Mordred, turned her head quickly and looked at Mordred with a puzzled look.

　　"Father?"

　　she asked suspiciously.

　　She also inherited the ancestral intuition of the Pandoragon family - but, compared to the intuition of Arturia and Mordred in battle, her intuition is more reflected in the insight of women.

　　Compared with that kind of unreasonable judgment, she is better at seeing the small and knowing the book, and seeing the big from the small.

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　　"How can it be the father?"

　　"Didn't you say your father was dead?"

　　"Are you hiding something from me?"

　　"Also, they called you His Royal Highness just now... But according to what you said, I should not have inherited Camelot's throne."

　　"No, you are not my child, but my sister's child!"

　　Looking at Mordred's face, Vivian said decisively.

　　I have to say, this is a very good inference.

　　Just, unfortunately.This inference is still half wrong.

　　Facts have proved that no matter how smart Vivian is, she can never imagine how crazy she can do for revenge later.

　　And now.

　　Accompanied by a rush of footsteps, but very powerful.Artoria's figure has already appeared in Mordred's career.

　　There was a thin layer of frost on her face - it could be seen that she should be immersed in the busy business just now.

　　Mordred believed that if he couldn't give her a reasonable explanation, she would hang herself on the city wall and spank in front of everyone in Cretaceous City.

　　but--

　　Looking at Arturia, who was getting closer and closer, and listening to the sound of the quest reward being credited, Mordred's mouth gradually twitched.

　　"I am a good and filial boy who always only tells the truth."

　　"As for what the truth looks like...you should ask her yourself, Queen Mother." Yi.

Chapter 97

　　Camelot King City, in front of the Royal Palace.

　　Arturia frowned slightly as she looked at the masked woman standing beside Mordred in front of her.

　　"Sister Wang?"

　　Without any thought, Arturia revealed Vivian's identity in one sentence.

　　In fact, to her, the veil covering Vivienne had no meaning at all.

　　Because in Vivian's body, the magic power that belongs to the Red Dragon family is too obvious.

　　That kind of pure magic that is almost integrated with this island is simply the symbol of the [King of the Island].

　　So much so that Arturia wanted to break her head, but she absolutely couldn't think of a second possibility other than Morgan.

　　And Vivian was also happy.

　　Just as Artoria was able to reveal her identity in one sentence - the moment Artoria appeared, Vivian had already confirmed that the woman in front of her was indeed her lovely sister.

　　After all, the connection between the bloodlines cannot be concealed no matter what.

　　"Well, it's really cute."

　　"What's the matter with this figure?"

　　"Is it because I couldn't eat enough when I was a child, and I was starving and stunted?"