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

Camelot, Chalk City.

The king's government hall was still brightly lit.

The chief magician of the palace floated in silently and reported two things to the king who didn't know what hard work was.

One small thing, one big thing.

"The Saxons from the south seem to have come over again."

This is the aftereffect of the humble king Vortigern - although Artoria has successfully killed Vortigern, these Saxons are like hyenas that have smelled blood and will not leave easily.

However, for Artoria, this is a small matter.

"It doesn't matter. The southern defense line is guarded by Sir Tristan and Sir Bedivere. If it's just the two of them, the current supplies are enough to last for more than a month."

Knowing people and assigning them to the right positions is probably a quality shared by all excellent kings.

Although Artoria will be commented by Tristan as"not understanding people's hearts" in the future, if it is just about putting the right people in the right positions, no one can do better than her.

Even Merlin has no big objection to this.

"Tristan and Bedivere? Indeed, they are the most suitable partners."

These two people, one is emotional and the other is rational, one is strong and the other is conscientious and meticulous, they are indeed the best combination.

"What is the big deal?"

Altria continued to ask.

However, what Altria did not expect was that after she asked this question, the smile on Merlin's face gradually disappeared.

This made her subconsciously put down the quill in her hand.

"Is it so serious?"

She couldn't help asking.

This was the first time she saw Merlin, who had never known what seriousness was, look so serious.

In response, Merlin nodded and answered very seriously:

"Yes, it's really serious."

"Wang, what you need to know is"

"You haven't slept with the princess for a whole month."

A woman is probably a creature made of trouble.

You can't be cold to her, or warm to her.

It's even worse to be neither cold nor warm to her.

From this perspective, as a king, Altria took the initiative to give up her gender, which might be considered a wise move.

However, the real problem is that her approach can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

"I haven't slept with the princess for a whole month... If outsiders knew about this, there would be rumors that would shake the foundation of the kingdom."

"Even if there were no strange rumors, it was still an inexplicably cruel thing for Guinevere.

Merlin said seriously, looking as if he knew the woman very well.

At the same time, Altria's face also showed a rather decadent look.

"Guinevere...?"

She leaned over the table, tapping it with her fingers, no longer having the energy she had just now.

In a sense, the reason why she had been working so hard in this government office for a month was actually to avoid Guinevere and not want to make things so awkward between them.

But now, her court magician told her that her approach would not solve any problems at all.

Instead, it would make things between her and Guinevere even more irreconcilable.

"I understand."

The king, who had regained his spirits, sighed deeply, then stood up from his seat and left the room with a resolute attitude.

To be honest, even when preparing to attack Vortigern, Artoria's mood might not have been as heavy as it is now. However, to Artoria's surprise, just as she walked out of the government hall and was about to step into the back garden of the palace, she suddenly heard a shrill and sharp cry:

""Help!"

That was a woman's cry for help.

Altria's heart sank instantly.

In this palace, besides her, there was only one other woman left.

"Guinevere!!!"

……

Camelot, in the back garden of the kingdom.

Guinevere looked at the pale-faced"assassin" in front of her, who was covered in red armor. Her eyes revealed an unprecedented fear.

Facing the cold iron palms covering her body, she subconsciously wanted to resist.

However, the scream just now seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

At this moment, she was already at a loss, and could only lie on the cold red armor like a fish on a chopping board. While feeling the coldness that penetrated into her bones, she was at the mercy of others.

Guinevere, who had never been on the battlefield, naturally attributed this coldness to [murderous intent].

However, she would never know.

If it was just about fear, then the assassin in front of her, who was covered in armor all over his body, was actually no worse than her.

""Hey, mother, don't you betray your son like this!"

Looking at the terrified Princess of Camelot in front of him, Mordred said that he had a thousand bad words to say.

He swore that he really didn't do anything to Guinevere.

When he was brought here by Morgan's magic, the woman was already lying in the garden.

And when the ignorant Mordred was curious and wanted to test the woman. The woman actually woke up by chance.

And directly identified him as an assassin who broke into the palace with the intention of plotting against the queen.

At this time, Mordred was already convinced that this must be the masterpiece of his mother.

"Being able to sneak into the heavily guarded Camelot Palace silently and cast a sleeping potion on the Knight King's wife... Mother, if you have this ability, why don't you just poison your sister?"

Mordred was extremely indignant about Morgan's"picking the weak" approach.

However, in the next moment, when Mordred felt an extremely powerful magic bursting out from behind him, he already understood Morgan's true intention.

【Ding, special mission released】

【Mission Name: Mother's Trial】

【Mission Introduction: In order to prove your strength and to continue to hone your skills, your mother has specially prepared a powerful enemy for you. Now, prove yourself in this battle!】

【Mission requirements: Prove yourself in this battle】

【Mission Reward: ? ? ? (Depending on combat performance)】

"If you want me dead, just say so. Why beat around the bush?