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

Camelot, the capital.

At this moment, ten days have passed since Guinevere was kidnapped by Mordred in public.

The disappearance of the princess cast an ominous shadow over the country, so much so that even the return of the Sun Knight could not dispel the haze in people's hearts.

"King."

Gawain, who had rushed back from the front line, had no time to rest and went straight into the palace to discuss the next move with Artoria.

In the war room, Artoria was carefully studying a crude map, as if looking for something.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Gawain."

Hearing Gawain's footsteps, Artoria turned around and nodded slightly, then turned back and continued to look at the map.

It seemed that she didn't care much about Gawain.

However, Gawain, who was already familiar with Artoria's style, knew that this was just her normal state.

Artoria always did things for the sake of the matter, not the person, and would never give any special treatment to the other person because of their status.

This is her advantage, but also her disadvantage. The key lies in how she controls the limits of the word"fairness"

"However, now is not the time to think about these issues."

Gawain thought to himself, and his eyes were involuntarily focused on the map in front of him, along with Altria.

The map was very crude, but as an excellent military commander, Gawain could see what was depicted on the map at a glance:

"Is it a topographic map of the British Isles?"

"Are you trying to find the Queen's hiding place?"

Gawain asked in a low voice.

Artoria nodded slightly and said in distress:

"I asked Merlin to predict where Guinevere was taken before... but he said that my sister cast a fairy magic in her hiding place, thus blocking his observation."

This may sound incredible.

After all, Merlin is a [Grand Magician] with EX-level clairvoyance. In theory, even time and space are not a big obstacle for him.

But when facing Morgan, he seemed helpless.

In this regard, Artoria once thought that Merlin was letting his former disciple go.

However, what Artoria did not expect was——

"Your sister is much stronger than you think!"

When he said this, a mocking smile appeared on Merlin's face.

It was a mockery of himself:

"Your sister is a princess who inherited the blood of the red dragon with her own strength.

This is also the fundamental reason why Merlin has always called her"Princess".

If she was just a princess of a kingdom, she would not be worthy of Merlin's treatment.

But if she was a princess who inherited the power of the red dragon... that would be another matter.

"As the Red Dragon Princess, she inherited the will of this island... Therefore, if you look at her as the [King of the Island], her status even surpasses yours."

"After Vortigern died, she had all the rights on the island. Therefore, even if I were on this island, I would be helpless against the princess."

"After all, I'm just a guest, and she's the owner here!"

Merlin said helplessly - but the smile on his face always gave Artoria the illusion that [this guy is clearly trying to slack off again].

But, forget it.

Even without Merlin's help, Artoria still has a way to find Guinevere.

It's just that she's a little slower:

"The possible hiding places have been ruled out... Look, where do you think your mother can hide among these places?"

Altria pointed to the three marks on the map and asked.

One of them was where Mordred was hiding.

The other two were in the mountains north of the British Isles and on the island of Ireland east of the British Isles.

Gawain did not hesitate at all:

"It should be here."

His finger pointed precisely at the forest in the Kingdom of Wales:

As for why he was so sure that Morgan would not choose another place as her hiding place?

"The island of Ireland is separated from the British mainland by an ocean - she would never go there."

"She once told us that even if she died, she would die on this island."

"As for the north... that is the base of the Picts and the territory of the Highland Barbarians"

"No matter how depraved my mother is, she will never hide in that place."

Gawain answered as a matter of course.

As Morgan's eldest son, he has lived with Morgan the longest and witnessed the changes in Morgan with his own eyes.

Therefore, his understanding of Morgan can be said to be the deepest.

But now, he has to reflect this understanding on Morgan.

If Mordred saw this, he would definitely shout"I am not alone, I didn't expect that you are so filial."

Of course, if the two really meet, it is more likely that they will fight on the spot.

"Well, that's pretty much what I thought."

Altria nodded, confirming Gawain's judgment.

Faced with the same question, two outstanding commanders made the same judgment - in this case, the correctness of this answer is infinitely close to 100%

""Get ready, let's go."

Altria turned around, glanced at the dusty Gawain, and sighed.

She originally wanted to let Gawain rest before leaving.

After all, rushing back here from the front line was already a very tiring thing.

But the problem is... time waits for no one!

Guinevere has been missing for a long time. If it drags on, some rumors will inevitably appear.

This will affect the people's hearts.

""I'm sorry for your hard work this time. I'll let you have a good rest after we come back."

Altria consoled him like this - for this king who always handled things in a fair and impartial manner, this kind of emotion was rare.

In the face of Altria's consolation, Gawain smiled freely and confidently replied:

"King, you worry too much."

"The sword never tires."