When the lion king's lotus root arm was wrapped around the boy's waist, he asked.

"I want to fulfill Artoria's wish, is this kind of thing too much?"

"No, it's definitely not like this..." Artoria leaned against his chest and shook her head, "Rhode, I'm really happy. I've never been so happy before, I don't know how to express it, but thank you you."

"That's not what I want to hear."

Rhode stroked the lion king's dull fur with his hand.

Even though it was the equivalent of a dragon's reverse scale, it didn't feel disgusting to be touched by this person.

On the contrary, it was very comfortable, so comfortable that I was about to fall asleep.

Nestling his face in Rhode's arms, the Lion King closed his eyes, and just put his arms around Rhode's waist, letting him stroke his hair.

"Well, I understand. I support Rhodes' plan...I will use the holy gun to complete the relief of mankind."

The Lion King thought in his heart.

I don't do it because it's the right thing to do, but because—

"I trust Rhodes."

"Thank you, Arturia."

"So you're staying tonight, right?"

"Of course, my lord."

Rhodes let go of the Lion King's head, and they looked at each other.

There was a blush on the cheeks of the two that even the moonlight could not hide.

"Let's go to bed."

"...Okay, okay."

Arturia swallowed her saliva, and then decided to take Rhodes back to the dormitory on her own initiative.

Two figures, one tall and one short, stopped beside the luxurious bed.

After the Lion King sat down by the bed, it was Rhode's turn to bury his face in her soft bosom.

"Um……"

The pure white Lion King let out a faint breath from his nose.

Rhodes put his hands on her waist and pushed the goddess down on the bed.

Just when he was about to untie his belt, click.

Behind the two of them came the crisp sound of the lock on the door of the room turning, and then, no one who saw him heard the sound first.

"Is the father there!?"

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247 It's Miserable

"Um……?"

The Lion King, who was lying on the mattress, let out a warm sigh of orchid, and bright colors flowed in his golden emerald eyes.

Rhodes put his hand on her waist, looking down at the stunning appearance of the goddess.

Just then, click.

Behind the two of them came the crisp sound of the lock on the door of the room turning, and then, no one who saw him heard the sound first.

"—Is the royal father here!?"

As soon as the words were finished, without waiting for the people in the room to react, a red shadow rushed into the bedroom like a wild boar with the wind.

There is only one person [idiot] in the whole Camelot who dares to break into the king's forbidden area without even knocking on the door.

It was the rebel knight Mordred.

The handsome face is exactly the same as the Lion King, mixed with childishness and wildness.

It was clearly noble blond hair, but it was slightly curled up in a very messy way.

At night, Mordred took off the heavy armor he wore on his body, and only wore a two-piece exposed red knight liner.

Large areas of snow-white skin were exposed to the air, revealing her slender girlish body.

There is a flat and soft belly with undulating muscles, and I don't know how much sweat and hard work has put in the firm and plump legs.

The snow-white bare back is as smooth as fat, and the Yingying grip is tightly wrapped by the vermilion corset.

In the dimly lit room, the rebellious knight's body exuded a youthful sex appeal that was different from her father's.

"Father! So you are sleeping... ah..."

Mordred rushed to the bedside, shouting in surprise, but she stopped in the middle of her words.

What was reflected in the girl's trembling eyes was the scene of the great King of the Holy Capital being pushed down on the bed by the boy.

Mordred's father, who was always aloof in his heart, was lying softly on the messy mattress at this moment.

Without resistance, she lay there like a woman.

One hand hooked the boy's waist, and the yellow-green goddess eyes looked up at the boy's face.

On that cold goddess face was a delicate and rosy face that Mordred had never seen before.

And the boy who caused this result was none other than Mordred's cheap stepmother——

Rhodes pressed one knee on the sheet, leaned forward, and pressed his hands on the shoulders of the Lion King.

"Father...?"

The young girl's heart was shocked.

Mordred watched the scene silently with his mouth half open.

Rhodes slowly turned his face away, meeting Mordred's gaze.

"—Ah, ah, ah, father."

To be honest, this was the first time Rhodes saw such a desperate face.

Speechless, stunned, flustered, at a loss, doubting life, that is the expression of a collapsed worldview.

If there is a mobile phone by his side, Rhodes really wants to take a picture of Mo Zai's current expression, and if he posts it on Twitter, it will definitely get 10 retweets.

Well, the title is "The moment when the little girl knew there was no Santa Claus in the world" or "The face of the elementary school boy whose ○ God game account was melted by his mother".

Rhodes couldn't help complaining in his heart, how hard have you been hit?

It's not like you don't know that your father and I are husband and wife.

It's not like you don't know that your father is a woman.

At this time, the Lion King's frosty voice came from under Rhodes.

"Sir Mordred, what are you doing? Who allowed you to break into my bedroom?"

Arturia maintained the posture of being pushed down on the bed by him, and spoke lightly.

The Lion King didn't panic because of Mordred's intrusion, but the blush that originally dotted his cheeks disappeared, and his expression was replaced by an emotionless and indifferent face.

The coquettishness and meekness just now were gone, as if she was a different person.

After all, that was the happy expression of a woman that the Lion King would only show in front of Rhodes.

"Uh, father..."

The Goddess' voice was very calm, but to Mordred it sounded like a heavy weight, weighing on her shoulders.

While adjusting her breathing, the red girl let out an indistinct voice while her petite and upright chest rose and fell violently.

"I originally wanted to complain to you about the fact that the princess is out of the city all day and doesn't come home at night...uh."

"Really, did you trespass into my bedroom just for this kind of thing? Put aside your rudeness first."

The Lion King raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "As you can see, the princess has returned to his bedroom tonight."

"...Uh, it seems so...that's right."

Mordred nodded dully, "That's right, the princess has indeed returned to the bedroom..."

The corner of Rhodes' mouth trembled: "..."

Looks like it's time for me to come back.

But it is also conceivable how much effort the Lion King has put in these days to protect me.

The Goddess of Ending stared at Mordred and continued: "If you have nothing else to do, you can step back, Sir Mordred.

As for the punishment for your trespassing in the bedroom, I will have Secretary Aggression inform all the knights tomorrow. "

"Well……!"

Mordred clenched her little hands, and even though the king gave the order to get out, the slender and strong legs under the red skirt remained motionless as if they were rooted in the ground.

"Father, father... what are you going to do next..."

"us--"

Just as Rhodes was about to speak, the Lion King answered first.

"The princess and I are going to do what we should do between husband and wife, Sir Mordred, don't you even understand this?"

Hearing what his father said, Mordred looked at Rhodes questioningly.

Why are you staring at me, do you think I have no seed?Want me to "prove" it to you?

I will let you know the power of my Black Holy Lance, Rungomigniad [Thirteenth Fang].

Rhodes could only shrug helplessly.

The girl widened her emerald green pupils and stared them into circles: ... what a husband and wife should do.

"……Well!"

Rhode's shrug seemed to be taken as a mockery by Mordred, and she cast a murderous look at the young man who overthrew his father.

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