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

People live their lives for nothing more than fame and fortune.

Some people seek fame, some seek fortune, and some have both.

Of course, there may be people in this world who seek neither fame nor fortune, but only want to live a carefree and happy life.

But Mordred is sure that Altria is definitely not such a person.

She values reputation - she values reputation too much, even considering reputation more important than life.

"Think about it, father, if you really want to make this matter known to the world...how will your subjects view you, and how will future history books evaluate you?"

"Of course, when you get back, you can also announce to everyone that you are actually a woman and you are actually the Queen of Britain."

"Guinevere chose to elope with me because she couldn't stand living with you."

"The road is in front of you, just decide which one you want to take."

Mordred asked with a smile.

He found that he seemed to have gradually mastered the way to communicate with Altria.

Facing this father who didn't understand people's hearts, it was useless to talk to her about feelings.

But if you talk to her about interests, put all the pros and cons in front of her, and let her choose for herself. Then, she will rely on her instincts and take the path that Mordred wants her to take.

"As the king, Artoria is like a scale that is accurate to several decimal places, calculating the balance of gains and losses without any deviation."

For Artoria, this is the most appropriate evaluation.

"I agree with your first statement."

"But as for the issue of heir you mentioned, I think it is still open to discussion."

Altria said calmly.

Here, she made her attitude clear.

She was willing to welcome Guinevere back as a princess, and was willing to admit that Mordred was her child - of course, there was no way to deny it.

After all, that face was too out of line, and even if she said it was not, her subjects would never believe it.

But Altria refused to allow Mordred to be the heir to the kingdom.

"Britain cannot be handed over to someone like you."

Altria said bluntly.

Until now, she still believed that Mordred did not have the capacity to be a king.

But Mordred thought it was no big deal.

""Okay, okay."

Mordred said with a smile, looking at Altria's look of"I will never give in to this matter alone." Does he care about the heir to the kingdom?

Well, he really cares.

But the problem is - can you, Altria, find a second child?

Mordred absolutely does not believe this.

And in this case, you say that this kingdom will not be inherited by him, Mordred, in the end? Instead, Altria will choose another wise ruler to notify?

Sorry.

Such a self-evident point of view, let alone Mordred himself.

Even the subjects in the kingdom can never accept it!

You know, sir, the times have changed a long time ago!

The primitive society of public ownership that emphasized [selecting the virtuous and the capable] has long passed!

Now it is a private ownership society - and it is an extremely private ownership slave society. It is only natural for a son to inherit his father's business.

If Artoria dared to make a fuss about this matter, there would be no need for Mordred to lead the rebellion.

The princes and ministers under Artoria would be able to eat her alive.

Since the throne can be given up, does it mean that the title and power can also be given up? Such an absurd thing is absolutely unacceptable to those princes and ministers.

And they are the cornerstone of the ruling class of this country.

Of course, Artoria is not aware of this now.

Because she has always believed that this country is maintained by her own strength-at most, with the addition of her Knights of the Round Table.

As for the other subjects...

in her eyes, they are probably just bystanders and drags, right? But Mordred, who is familiar with the 5,000-year history of political civilization, knows the eternal truth that [water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it].

"So, Father,"

"As long as you are willing to give me this status, then this world... will no longer operate according to your wishes."

……

The main thing was settled.

Mordred loosened his hand and put Guinevere down.

Then, extremely shy, she ran back to her room and hid under the quilt, refusing to come out.

With Guinevere's departure, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly relaxed. With the main point of conflict gone, Altria was finally able to calmly talk to Mordred about other things.

For example... potatoes

"Father , please follow me."

Looking at Altria who was deliberately keeping a straight face, Mordred stood up from his seat with a smile..C.She followed Mordred expressionlessly. A bunch of keys hung on her body, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

It was always a good choice to let a more thoughtful woman take charge of the finances.

"Yes, Father, we are here!"

C.C.The door of the underground warehouse was opened, and baskets of potatoes were presented to Altria.

There were five large baskets in total, weighing about 1,500 kilograms.

"Because I used the Queen Mother's magic potion to grow them, they grew better."

"If it were an ordinary breed , the yield would not be so high - about 7,000 kilograms per acre."

Mordred explained proudly.

���After hearing the word"Mother", Altria's eyelids twitched slightly.

It was obvious that she was not used to this way of addressing her name in association with Morgan.

But in the end, she didn't say anything.

That was probably because Mordred had said a few good words for his mother.——

"However, I can actually persuade my mother"

"Ask her to get some more potions and share them with everyone."

"You don't need too much, just add a drop to a bucket of water."

"In this case... I guess one acre of land can produce at least 10,000 kilograms, right?"

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