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

Inside the castle, in Mordred's room.

CC lay leisurely on Mordred's bed, not only without any sense of restraint, but also showing a leisurely and comfortable look.

It was as if this was supposed to be the place where she slept.

In her arms, a teddy bear that was more than one meter tall was in a position that Mordred envied very much, making people want to replace it.

This was a meeting gift from Mordred to CC - as to whether it was a meeting gift from the king to the minister or some other meeting gift, Mordred did not say it clearly.

CC showed an extraordinary love for this super-large teddy bear.

Perhaps it was because of the sequelae of living alone for a long time, when she let go of her knot and prepared to welcome a new beginning, she actually developed an unprecedented resistance to the word"loneliness".

She didn't want to be alone anymore.

No matter what happened, she didn't want to be alone anymore.

Therefore, in this case, this teddy bear given to her by Mordred was given a whole new meaning by her.

"Teddy bear, bear kid - don't you think you two are really alike?"

CC, who had just received a gift from Modred, did not show any"appreciation" but continued to make the sharpest sarcasm about Modred's previous actions:

"Using someone else's name to scare your own mother... I'm surprised you can come up with such a plan."

She was mocking Mordred for not having the guts.

After all, before entering the castle, Mordred had vowed to her that he would"show his cards with the queen mother" and"prove that I am the real king".

However, in the confrontation with Morgan, Mordred did not show the slightest bearing of a king.

If I had to say it, it was probably only when he took the initiative to stand in front of CC that CC felt a little bit of the potential of being a king from Mordred.

As for CC's questioning, Mordred's expression seemed a little helpless:

"There is nothing I can do."

"But my mother is such a person who bullies the weak and fears the strong!"

"If you talk to her properly, she won't listen."

"If she was willing to listen, she would never have such a great hatred for my father and thus degenerated into a witch of Britain."

This is something that cannot be helped.

But for Mordred, this is actually a good thing.

As the saying goes, you should treat the disease according to the person. As long as he can grasp Morgan's personality characteristics, Mordred has the confidence to change his mother little by little.

"At least, changing her is much easier than changing my father."

Mordred complained in a low voice.

"Your principles are really a bit casual, King."

CC continued - you couldn't tell from the smile on her face whether her words were a compliment or sarcasm.

However, if that was the case, Mordred would just take it as a compliment.

""I've always been good at adapting to changing circumstances!"

He said complacently, snatching the teddy bear from CC's hand and slipping into the gap.

An unusual warmth quickly enveloped Mordred's whole body.

As for Mordred's inexplicable and overbearing behavior, CC shook her head helplessly, indicating that she really had no way to deal with this naughty child:

"This is the first time I've seen someone who can so confidently say that he does things without thinking or planning!"

"From this point of view, you probably have the tolerance that a king should have, right?"

It is well known that for a qualified king, a thick skin that can remain calm no matter what happens is a necessary quality for them.

……

The next day.

Unlike yesterday's lazy sleep, Mordred got up early today.

The early morning sun was full of vitality - today was another day full of hope.

""Good morning, mother."

Mordred stretched out his hand and greeted Morgan, who also got up early.

However, in the next moment, when Mordred noticed the faint dark circles around Morgan's eyelids, he suddenly realized that Morgan might not have gotten up early.

She just didn't sleep all night.

"You should take a rest, mother."

Mordred said with great concern - and despite Morgan's objection, he forced her to sit on the seat in the living room.

In terms of strength alone, Mordred was now able to completely suppress Morgan, leaving her with no power to fight back.

"You want to go with us to see Scathach - then I suggest you take a good rest and take advantage of the extra time to freshen up your makeup."

"After all, it would be very rude to meet the legendary hero in such a depressed state."

Mordred, who knew where Morgan's lifeblood was, easily convinced the stubborn British witch.

""Yes, yes, we must not be disrespectful."

Morgan muttered, stood up from his seat, and slowly returned to his room.

Mordred nodded with satisfaction. He felt a sense of revenge.

You know, as the former princess of Camelot, Morgan attached great importance to the etiquette of the royal family - any behavior that might damage the reputation of the royal family would be strongly opposed by her.

As a naughty child, Mordred naturally did not want to be bound by the complicated royal etiquette.

For this reason, Morgan often scolded him for this matter. He said that he did not stand or sit properly, and did not look like a prince at all, but more like a���A wild monkey or something.

And now, he has turned over a new leaf and become the master - it is finally his turn to point out Morgan's faults.

But then again

"Mother is really easy to appease."

Looking at Morgan's slowly leaving back, Mordred sighed in his heart:

"If only my father could be so easy to please."

When Mordred thought of the old-fashioned, serious, and almost unyielding Altria, his head hurt.

He really didn't know what method he should use to change his stubborn father. ps: Thanks to [vorpalsword] for the monthly ticket support.