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

Chalk City, Royal Palace

""Are you satisfied?"

This was the first sentence that Altria said to Mordred after she brought him back from the crowd.

Altria's face was as cold as frost at this moment, and her big green eyes were as sharp as knives, as if she could take out a curry stick and kill people at any time.

She was mad at Mordred.

She didn't know why Mordred said such nonsense - but as the saying goes, a gentleman's word is as good as a horse.

At this moment, when what Mordred said had become an established fact, even she, the real King of Camelot, could not directly deny Mordred's promise to those subjects.

Because it involves the dignity of the royal family.

For the royal family, no matter how many differences they have internally, but if it is to the outside world, it is necessary to be consistent.

And now, since Altria has become Mordred, giving him Status, that is tantamount to acknowledging that he is a member of the royal family of Camelot.

In this case, Mordred's attitude basically represents the attitude of the royal family.

A king's words are not a joke - this sentence is definitely not just a casual remark.

But, of course.

If it is really necessary, Altria can stand on the city wall again and announce to everyone that everything that happened last night was just Mordred's nonsense.

But if she really does this, she must consider the prestige of the royal family and the loss of people's hearts.

Such a high price, even Altria is absolutely unwilling to try it easily.

Not to mention, now she has reason to doubt that the previous Mordred was definitely not talking nonsense.

She has seen and even experienced Mordred's plan with her own eyes - that full of evil intentions, once made Altria feel that Mordred is simply the most evil person in the world.

"Tell me about it"

"What do you want to do?"

Taking off the blue quilt she was wearing, Altria leaned her whole body against the back of the chair, pretending to be listening attentively.

This made Mordred feel very satisfied.

"My father has grown up too."

"It's almost taking my shape."

He thought with a smile.

According to Mordred's understanding of Altria, she should have beaten him up first to calm down before asking for the reason.

But now, Altria actually skipped the step of [beating] and saw at a glance that Mordred's actions were meaningful.

"This shows that my father trusts me even more!"

"It also means that I have been doing well and have won the favor of my father!"

Thinking of this, Mordred's expression became even more proud.

He felt that it was time to make an effort to let Altria know what the real"emperor's art" was.

Therefore, after a brief pause and brewing his emotions,——

"Father"

"What do you think is the root cause of the decline of our kingdom?"

Mordred asked seriously.

At this moment, there was no trace of drunkenness on his face.

After hearing this question, Artoria was silent for a moment.

This is a difficult question to answer.

In fact, the reasons for the decline and even destruction of a kingdom are complex - and often internal and external factors are intertwined.

And for Camelot now, the four words"internal and external troubles" are not even enough to describe the severe situation it faces.

Outside, there are Saxons and Picts eyeing them, ready to tear off their own spoils from the fat meat in front of them.

Inside, there are mysterious disappearances, constant natural disasters, and the kingdoms... Many factors, such as the instability of people's hearts, have shaken Artoria's rule and hindered the country's progress.

Any one of the above reasons can lead to the decline of a kingdom.

And Artoria happened to encounter all of them.

This is her misfortune, and it is also the misfortune of this kingdom.

But fortunately, God is fair.

It has given Artoria extraordinary strength, allowing her to suppress an era on her own and barely maintain her rule until witnessing the end of the Age of Gods.

And now, the heavens, who favor Artoria, have given her a good son who"knows everything" - so that she has the possibility to recognize her mistakes and change her destiny.

"You know what, Father?"

"For us humans, the most terrifying thing is not natural disasters or man-made disasters."

"But even though I'm alive, I can't see any hope of continuing to live!"

……

Hope.

This is something that is both cheap and luxurious.

It is cheap because everyone can have hope and have expectations for the future.

And it is luxurious because most people do not realize that they still have this thing, let alone have the opportunity to realize this expectation.

"And this is what a true king should do."

"A true king should give his subjects real hope, so that no matter what difficulties they encounter, they can face the future with a smile."

"But in this aspect... you didn't do well enough."

Having said this, Mordred raised his head and glanced at Altria.

When Mordred confirmed that Altria didn't lose her temper because of what he said before, he calmed down and continued:

"You are the Knight King. Your knights see their ideals and hopes in you, so they voluntarily follow you and work hard for you."

"——This is good"

"But... my dear father, you don't really think that this country was built by those knights, right?"

"Why don't you let them farm and herd cattle?"

Mordred said sarcastically.

In his opinion, this was the most serious mistake Altria had made.

She was confined to the false title of"Knight King" and naively believed that as long as she abided by the virtues of chivalry and set a good example, she would be able to lead the country to a bright future.

By then, everyone in this country would be a knight, and everyone would be able to abide by the virtues of chivalry, thus creating a kingdom of perfection.

This was Altria's ideal, the perfect country.

However, the real situation was...——

"What is the use of knights?"

"Can it fill everyone’s stomach?"

"I'm afraid they'll have to kill the horses they're riding, right?"