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

Human beings are essentially very exclusive animals.

What they are best at is labeling various things, and then classifying them into categories, dividing them into enemies and friends.

Ironically, even for"me", humans will not choose to believe it completely.

Instead, they will further screen and identify those so-called"same kind" to satisfy their own self-esteem and sense of superiority.

As for the so-called"enemy","？

"I just want to say, Father, your choice was wrong from the very beginning."

"You are standing against the people."

"Therefore, they are standing on the opposite side of history."

Looking at Altria's gloomy face, which was obviously impatient, Mordred became more and more excited.

"You know, father, humans are the most intelligent creatures in the world."

"Any attempt to dominate human existence with a non-human body will not end well."

"Regarding this point, even the gods of the past are absolutely no exception."

Mordred said righteously.

Here, he focused on introducing the story of Gilgamesh to Artoria.

The king who once wielded the sword of resistance against the gods was worthy of the title of"The Most Ancient Hero King". The reason why humans can part ways with the gods and walk out a path of their own is due to his courage.

Unfortunately, Artoria was not very moved by the stories told by Mordred.

"What else?"

She looked into Mordred's eyes, her face expressionless.

"Anything else you want to say?"

""Why not say it all at once?"

She said very straightforwardly.

Mordred sighed softly.

He heard a kind of compassion in Altria's tone.

It was the compassion of"Just say it, I'll take this as your last words."

"How stubborn! Father!……"

Looking at Altria, who was as stubborn as a rock, Mordred thought with regret. To be honest

, if possible, he didn't want to use the"last resort". But now, seeing Altria's stubbornness, Mordred could only give her a strong medicine.

"Father, please don't blame me later."

"I am doing this for your own good."

Mordred prayed silently in his heart.

Then, he suddenly raised his left hand and shook it three times towards the castle attic.

That meant [Start Plan B]..C.After seeing Mordred's action, she did not hesitate to put her palms forward and pushed hard.

Guinevere in her arms was pushed directly to the attic and smashed hard on the solid ground.

""Ah!!!"

Feeling the whistling wind passing by her ears, Guinevere screamed as she fell rapidly.

Actually, Mordred had greeted her in advance.

But the problem was, greeting was one thing, but she was really scared!

""Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

That scream that seemed to tear her throat made Altria's face change drastically.

She didn't expect that Mordred would be so unsportsmanlike. He would overturn the table without hesitation.

However, due to the urgency of the situation, she didn't even have time to reprimand Mordred!

""Guinevere!"

She shouted loudly, exerting her strength with her legs and rushing towards Guinevere.

However, what Artoria didn't expect was that just when she thought she had reached her limit, someone could be faster than her!

It was like a ray of light flashing past her!

When she came to her senses again, she was surprised to find that Guinevere, who was supposed to be still falling, had disappeared.

In the distance, the blond boy was holding the shy girl in his arms and gave Artoria a smile brighter than the sun:

"How's it going, father?"

"Was I just like a golden flash?"

"……"

Altria ignored Mordred's nonsense.

At this moment, she had focused all her attention on Guinevere.

She instinctively realized that Guinevere's condition might be a little abnormal.

"My body is shaking...is it because of fear?"

"But why should she turn her face away? Is she avoiding something?"

Altoria pondered.

As smart as she was, she seemed to have guessed something.

However, she didn't want to take the initiative to break this window paper.

Or rather, she didn't dare.

Regarding the word"betrayal", Altoria's fear was even greater than Guinevere's.

After all, what Guinevere feared was just that she couldn't explain to Altoria.

But what Altoria feared was the questioning of her own kingship.

Just ask.

If even the queen who had been silently supporting her behind the scenes and should have lived and died with her, sharing honor and disgrace with her betrayed her.

Then, how much of a failure would she be as a king!

""Gneve... Weier."

Artoria stretched out her hand and called out Guneve's name softly, with a hint of expectation on her face.

She was expecting Guneve's response.

She was expecting Guneve to tell her that her previous speculations were all wrong and were just her own fantasy.

For this, she was even willing to apologize to Guneve in front of the whole country - she should not have doubted her queen.

However……

"I'm sorry."

In response to Altria's call, Guinevere did respond.

However, this response was definitely not what Altria expected.

"Sorry...Wang……"

"I am... a... cheap... woman……"

"I... don't deserve... your... love……"

Guinevere lay in Mordred's arms, sobbing softly.

At this moment, her face was pale, without any blood, and she looked extremely miserable.

When Altria heard Guinevere's sobbing, she stood there in a daze, looking completely at a loss.

"You said...what?"

She asked again.

Her voice was very soft, and she sounded weak and unwilling to believe the reality.

And it was at this moment that Mordred knew that it was time for him to stand up and be the villain:

"Father, don’t you understand yet?"

"From now on, you may have to call Guinevere"Crown Princess."