Type-Moon: I, Mordred, am so filial.

In the evening,

Morgan, who was carrying a basket to deliver food to Mordred and changing his medicine, discovered that something was wrong with his son.

"What happened to you?"

Morgan looked at the half piece of bread in front of Mordred, with surprise written on her face.

For her, this was as important as Mordred defeating Altria.

【Theoretically, this would never happen, but now it is actually happening in front of her. This is ridiculous!】

""You're full with just this little food?"

Morgan asked in confusion.

As a person who had experienced this, she had reason to suspect that Mordred's loss of appetite must be due to something on his mind.

But the question was, who could be Mordred's worry?

"Is it Guinevere? Or my stupid sister?"

Morgan thought seriously about the reaction of Mordred when he came into contact with these two people - and gradually determined that the culprit was Altria.

There was no other way.

Altria had so many previous criminal records.

As a result, Morgan would habitually attribute the cause to her whenever something not so good happened.

"Damn it...Will Mordred follow the same path as other children?"

Thinking of this, Morgan suddenly became anxious.

But she couldn't show this anxiety directly.

She believed that Mordred must be a good child - he was just blinded by Altria.

"I really don't know what's so good about that guy, everyone likes to be around her!"

Thinking of this, Morgan became even angrier.

However, while she was angry, she was also very clear.

As for how to expose Altria's disguise in front of Mordred, she must not be in a hurry, and must plan for the long term.

But now Mordred has no time to care about Morgan's thoughts.

"It's so horrible... I really can't stand it……"

The effect of the innate skill [God's Tongue] is that it can give the user an extraordinary sense of taste, and can distinguish any slight taste.

Even if you concentrate, these tastes can form various illusions that appear in the user's mind.

"If it is delicious, its deliciousness can be magnified tenfold"

"Similarly, if it is something that tastes bad, its shortcomings will be magnified tenfold."

Just now, when Mordred tried to put the hard barley bread into his mouth,——

"Pah, it tastes worse than dirt."

The disadvantage was magnified ten times, and Mordred instinctively wanted to spit out the food in his mouth.

However, because Morgan was in front of him, he absolutely could not do such a thing that"lost the dignity of the royal family".

He could only summon the courage he had when he confronted Altria yesterday, and swallowed the barley bread in his mouth with a mentality of not fearing death.

Then, Mordred opened the system store without hesitation. He spent a full 5,000 points of filial piety and upgraded his cooking skills to the maximum level.

"Ding...Purchasing...Purchased successfully"

"Current filial piety value: 5500 points"

"Ding, you have successfully learned the skill: Cooking"

【Skill name: Cooking (LV5)】

【Skill type: Life skills】

【Skill introduction: Grandmaster-level cooking skills give you the ability to turn decay into magic. No matter what kind of ingredients, as long as they are in your hands, you can bring out their own taste to the extreme. 】

Above LV5 is LV6, which is the legendary [God-level cooking skills】——But because of the rules involved, that kind of thing is not sold in the system store, and Mordred can only rely on himself to comprehend it.

However, this is enough

""Mother, I'm going out first."

Mordred, still hungry, couldn't wait to go into the jungle, intending to try out his new skills.

Morgan leaned against the gate of the castle, watching Mordred leave, and sighed helplessly.

What does it mean that a child is no longer under the control of others? Today, she thoroughly experienced

……

In the forest.

The forest at night is a paradise for top predators.

All animals with delicious meat tend to appear only at night - this is because the delicious animals that dare to appear during the day have long been extinct.

For Mordred, it is not too easy to find some food to fill his stomach in this forest that is like his own backyard.

"Well, dinner is ready!"

It was a cute hare, which had already realized the danger when Mordred found it and responded in a timely manner.

But unfortunately, no matter how fast it reacted, it was not as fast as Mordred who was only interested in eating.

The freezing breath of Frostmourne froze the hare's movements in an instant - but at the same time, Mordred controlled the cold air and did not let it invade the rabbit's meat and destroy its taste.

This is an absolutely delicate job.

Then, Mordred began to talk in the forest and collect some"seasonings".

To be honest, on this island with a shortage of spices, it is very difficult to make It is definitely not an easy task to prepare a delicious meal.

Morgan was able to take out a small bag of salt because she was the princess of the Kingdom of Lot.

But such a problem did not bother Mordred now.

He went into the bushes and collected some black berries. Then he crushed the berries with a clean stone, mixed the juice of the berries with appropriate salt, and evenly applied it to the processed hare.

The flames burned fiercely, and the cute rabbit gradually exuded an appetizing fragrance.

Mordred sat beside the stone, quietly waiting for the delicious moment to come.

However, at this time——

"Oh, this looks pretty good, doesn't it?"

A gentle voice suddenly sounded from behind Mordred, praising the food that Mordred had made on the spur of the moment.

In the face of such praise, Mordred almost didn't think twice and just boasted:

"That's it, don't you see who I am!"

But in the next moment, when Mordred realized that he had never dealt with the owner of this voice before, he suddenly reacted.

"No, who are you?"

Mordred reacted and turned his head quickly with a vigilant look.

Behind him, an old lady in a dark purple tights was standing in the night, like a goddess of the night walking out of the night, looking at the panicked Mordred with a half-smile.

"I heard that you are the Lord of the Dead?"

PS: The lottery on the turntable is a reward for accumulated filial piety points... It is free and will not be deducted. It is roughly divided into 500, 1,000, 5,000, 10,000, 50,000, 100,000... and so on.