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

Over the British Isles.

Mordred, who had escaped from the capital of Camelot, rode this huge bone dragon all the way west.

But, of course.

He would never admit that he ran away because he was afraid of the Rungomyniad!

He just felt that since he had traveled to this mysterious and metaphysical Type-Moon world, it would be better to respect the so-called"fate".

Guinevere looked at Mordred with a very disdainful look.

Mordred, who was always thick-skinned, blushed and had to force an explanation.——

"I call this a strategic shift, understand?"

Facing Guinevere's questioning gaze, Mordred explained with a firm breath:

"If we fight there, it will do no good to either of us."

"I am the crown prince of Camelot, destined to inherit my father's legacy. And the people in that city will surely become my subjects in the future."

"I can't kill all my people and force myself to become a commander without troops, right?"

This is undoubtedly a perverse logic.

But at the same time, Guinevere had to admit that, from Mordred's perspective, these perverse logics do seem to make some sense.

Moreover, the more important point is that, because of the betrayal of Altria, Guinevere's heart is now very confused, so confused that she has no time to be distracted and think about so many things.

What should I do in the future?

"Will the king come to save me?"

"Do I still want to go with the king?"

"If I don't go with her, will I have to live with this guy from now on?……"

"I am such a bad woman. I actually did such a shameful thing... Father, I have embarrassed you."

Guinevere thought as she closed her eyes.

The speed of the undead bone dragon was very fast. The whistling wind made Guinevere's body center of gravity involuntarily shift to Mordred's body.

She just snuggled in Mordred's arms. The cold wind around her formed a sharp contrast with the warm chest, making her gradually familiar with the feeling of having someone to rely on.

And at the very end.

When the speed of the undead bone dragon gradually slowed down, a lush forest gradually emerged from Guinevere's sight:

"Don't leave me!"

Just as Mordred took Guinevere off the bone dragon and walked slowly towards the castle in the forest,

Guinevere, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Please don't leave me alone again!" she begged - a request so humble that Mordred was embarrassed to even consider it a price.

"You can make other wishes."

Mordred suggested.

However, Guinevere shook her head and said that she didn't need anything else.

She was the princess of Camelot before. What good things had she not seen?

She even played with Altria's holy sword.

All the treasures in the world were nothing more than this in her eyes.

However——

"Oh? So that's how it is?"

"I have prepared other gifts for you."

Mordred shook his head, with a very disappointed expression on his face.

At the same time, a heart-shaped box appeared in Mordred's hand, which directly attracted Guinevere's attention.

When Mordred opened the box and showed the heart-shaped chocolate in front of Guinevere:

"Ah!!"

Guinevere, who had just seemed a little disappointed, suddenly let out a scream of joy.

"I want to eat!"

She said, and stretched out her hand impatiently, trying to grab the box in Mordred's hand.

However, at this moment

"I want to eat too."

Another voice came from behind Mordred.

However, compared to Guinevere's excited and distorted voice, this voice was slightly calmer - there was not even a slight fluctuation in the tone.

In the next moment, a slender hand quickly stretched out from behind Mordred and forcibly snatched the chocolate from Mordred's hand, without giving Guinevere any chance to react. Guinevere was dumbfounded as she watched the box of chocolates slip away from her eyes.

She looked at Mordred with a face full of grievance, her big and lively eyes became a little red, and there seemed to be tears flashing in her eyes.

But she was very strong.

In the end, she finally managed to control those crystal clear tears and did not let them roll out of her eyes.

"If you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it."

Guinevere raised her head and looked at the green-haired woman who was very beautiful but exuded a very cold temperament. She looked like she was not easy to mess with. Her face showed a resigned expression.

Although she didn't understand the relationship between Mordred and this woman, her intuition told her that it was definitely unwise to have a conflict with this woman.

As a newcomer, she was like a young wife who had just entered the house. It was normal for her to be bullied everywhere.

"It's no big deal"

"You will definitely be able to overcome these problems!"

Guinevere thought so, silently cheering herself up in her heart.

However, what Guinevere didn't expect was that just as she was thinking about how to get along with the woman in front of her from now on,

Mordred standing beside her suddenly stretched out an arm, gently hugged her waist, and pulled her in.

On the other side, Mordred's other arm also hooked the green-haired woman - hugging her left and right, directly making Guinevere and C.C.A face-to-face meeting

"Guinevere, let me introduce you to this person. This person is my subject——and will become my princess in the future..C."

There is no need to cover up.

In Mordred's opinion, the truth is right in front of him. Instead of hiding it, it is better to open up and speak frankly.

Mordred thought, while tilting his head to the other side, looking at C..C.Introduced:

"You should know this one, Guinevere, the princess of the Knight King"

"But now she is my lover!"

"How about it, am I awesome!"

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