[FGO] King and Queen

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After all, what is so happy about this woman? Just laugh every day!

"Because I know Al will definitely find me!" When Guinevia said this, Mordred realized that he had spoken his heart.

Guinevia can distrust anyone in the world, but she absolutely cannot distrust King Arthur.

Mordred smacked his mouth impatiently, and suddenly felt that the smile was even more dazzling, it was too dazzling.

"Fast food!"

"Thank you." Guinevia lowered her gaze, staring at the berries that had been cleaned by him, and put them to her mouth to take a bite.

"Mordred."

"what happened again?"

"Are you joking when you say you want to marry me?"

"Huh? Of course it's fake! Where did you come from? It's no wonder who would take it seriously!"

This is not the point at all!

"You are the king's son, do not betray his trust."

Mordred couldn't tell whether the words poured into his ears were real, so he looked at her like a monster.

As if a miracle had happened, the world opened its arms and embraced the knight tenderly.

Tasting the meaning of this sentence, Mordred was speechless for a moment, his mind went blank for a moment, and extreme joy surged in his heart. "He...really admits that I'm his child? Then why expel me?"

"You were his child in the first place, and that blood relationship will not be severed."

Guinevia's tone was very calm, and the eyes she cast elsewhere were empty.That calmness was extreme, without the slightest emotion, but it seemed a little cold.

She has been thinking about how to deal with this matter.

Don't want to lose to Morgan.

That was Arturia's sister, the princess of Britain. She was such a passionate and willful woman. During the period after King Uther's death, she had been working hard to support the operation of the country.

In the distant girlhood, Guinevia yearned for her so much, loved her, yearned for such a strong and unyielding person...but not now.

From the day she learned of Mordred's identity, her feelings for her could no longer be so simple.

In his life, Morgan was blinded by hatred and used his children as tools. What could he gain?

Guinevia really did not hate Mordred, he was not a naturally born and conceived human being, he was a glorious and heroic knight, no one could deny his glory.

Children need to be nourished with love and watered with patience, so that they can thrive and blossom into blooming flowers.

Guinevia didn't have any children of her own, but she couldn't face him calmly, let alone treat him as her own son.

"and you----"

Suddenly realizing something, the knight quickly shut up.

In fact, Mordred discovered more than once that the queen would look at him in a daze from behind, with a hint of sadness and longing in his eyes.

What is she longing for?

The emotions were too complicated, intertwined in her eyes, almost burning the rebellious knight.

However, she never tried to be mean.

When Mordred woke up in the middle of the night, he could always see her standing by the lake gazing at the moonlight. Her figure was thin and emaciated, as if she would fall if the wind blows, but this woman was strong enough.No matter how painful it is, she will not be easily repelled and defeated.

The moonlight fell upon her, and she looked at the water, and Mordred looked at her.

'Ahhh, what the hell am I doing!?'

If you really want to take revenge on that ruthless king, killing his wife should be the quickest way, right?

----But, but...

Can't do it.

Every time this thought popped up in his mind, Guinevia's eyes shining with gentle brilliance would appear in front of Mordred's eyes.

This woman is the object that the knights are happy to serve, and she is the ideal kind of noble lady.Even if he ate and slept with the knights, he never complained at all. Even the extraordinarily rough diet can be swallowed without changing his face. He is gentle and brave, optimistic and strong, looks at everyone equally, and faces all these calmly.

How could it be possible to do it!!

After all, she was... so to speak, the only woman who looked directly at "Mordred".

What caught her eyes was always that person himself.

As a mother, she was too outstanding, she seemed to have the beauty as high as the stars, and the scenery was engraved in the depths of his mind, making it unbearable to desecrate.

Morgan has never been such a tender woman. Her world is full of arrogant ambitions, and that ugly desire has blinded her eyes and covered her glory.

But this praised Her Royal Highness, has never been relaxed since she married into Great Britain. Everyone has seen her working hard for the country and the people. Such a soul radiates brilliance and sings the beauty of the world. Let the artificial man born from the hands of the witch can't help feeling close.

Wasn't it hurt? Wasn't it betrayed?

Why not hate the culprit, why not take revenge!

Even in the face of such an ugly product like oneself, he can still smile calmly, face up to the other party's dedication, and is unwilling to ruin anyone's dignity.

If stretching out her hands gently to the knight could be considered a fault, then Guinevia was indeed unforgivable.

She never denied the glory of the knight, but she couldn't face the fact of the "king's son" calmly either.

In the eyes of others, King Arthur may be a noble person who will swear allegiance to the death, but in the eyes of the queen, the king is nothing but her husband.

'Son is such a creature...'

Once again, Mordred was clearly aware of the irreparable damage caused by his appearance.

This made him forever only able to stand still in place stiffly and timidly.

Chapter 28

King Arthur went through arduous struggles before finally leading the kingdom's soldiers to gradually defeat the declining Roman Empire, forcing them to bow their heads, ending the war and ushering in peace.

This is a veritable burial place for many of the brave and determined soldiers who traveled far from home to fight, to charge and fight, and to persevere.

The gore was too heavy, but fortunately, the nightclub ended, the sun rose as usual, and the dawn finally came.

Arturia was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

There is still someone waiting for her at home, as long as she thinks of this, Wang's heart is like soaked in honey, sweet and soft, it makes people feel unbelievably happy and warm enough to cry.

Great Britain gradually broke away from the favor of the "mystery", and began to move towards another extreme ruled by primates, and it fell into a predicament that was about to fall asleep.

Miracles cannot be awakened, mysteries should not survive, Great Britain is doomed, it is the curse of the world, the warning of the law.

This seems to be a doomed end, and it seems that she can finally break it.

Artoria hoped that this land where many people grew up, this country called Great Britain, this island where countless legends were born, could sleep peacefully and peacefully, instead of ending up in the flames of war, that kind of A future that would make many cry, King Arthur did not want to witness.

For this reason, she has been struggling, supporting the country as a girl, and insisting on her unshakable belief.

To end the tragedy.

It may be called arrogance, but it was indeed a very glorious journey, and it will never be a mistake.

On such a journey, King Arthur should have gone on alone, until he reached the ideal end, until the end of time was passed.

But things changed, and someone appeared in her life, that person was gentler than anyone else, and illuminated Wang's lonely path, with innocent and stupid wishes.