Infinite Gentleman

He never thought that Mordred would cry, never thought.

From the first day he met Mordred, the smile never disappeared from her face. She seemed to be happy every day, as if she was happy in everything. I sincerely believe that even if one day Mordred is seriously injured or is about to die from a serious illness, she will definitely face death with a smile.

however.

Such.

Mordred.

Crying.

Because her father did not admit it, she cried.

"--Your Majesty!" Turning sincerely, looked at the girl Arthur—the other's expression was also at a loss, and it seemed that she was also surprised by Mordred's condition.

"Maybe things are still turning around." Sincerely thinking so, he breathed a sigh of relief-and then felt very dizzy. It fell to the ground as soon as it darkened--

"Qing Wright?!" The girl Arthur yelled out worriedly, and at the same time walked quickly towards sincerity.

At the same time, Mordred embraced sincerity and was at a loss.

"What, what?!"

"Is it the poison?" The knights next to each other discussed.

"What kind of poison-how to save him?!" Mordred looked over viciously.

The other party was startled by Mordred's terrifying eyes, and subconsciously said, "With blood--"

"Blood--" Mordred cut his wrist without hesitation, and sent the bleeding wrist to his sincere lips.

In a daze, the original sincerity of the battlefield once again had that strange feeling-sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet.

He slowly opened his eyes and felt the toxin that bothered him quickly dissipate.

Before this, he was still pale, his face returned to normal.

"Detoxified?!"

The knights around watched this scene in surprise. Some careless idiots couldn't help shouting, "It turns out that the person that Wright Knight loves the most is—"

The companion next to him quickly covered his mouth and told him not to speak any more. Didn't you see, King Arthur looked like he was about to kill.

"Bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard—" This time, the one who bit his lip was replaced by the girl Arthur. She looked at Mordred as if she was looking at an enemy. And her poor daughter looked at her at a loss, not knowing what she had done wrong.

"Wright! You betrayed me!" King Arthur drew out her saber and pointed it at the battlefield Yuancheng. After yelling like this, he turned around and left in strides.

"Father, father?!" Mordred yelled subconsciously, but King Arthur didn't hesitate and didn't even look back at her.

She left the other knights and guests in this way, and left straight away. The others who remained were at a loss, and at the same time looked at the battlefield sincerely and Mordred with complicated expressions.

After that, one or both of them left silently without a word. Even the sincere and most friendly Gawain only gave a helpless look, then shook his head and turned away.

In a short while, in the huge banquet hall, there were only two people left in the battlefield, Yuancheng and Mordred.

"... Wright, me, did I do something wrong?" Mordred asked sincerely with some trepidation.

"...No, you did nothing wrong." Sincerely smiled gently, then raised his head and looked at the ceiling: "If I did something wrong, I did it wrong..."

...

at the same time.

"He betrayed me, he betrayed me, he betrayed me!"

Only these words remained in the girl's heart, and what dangled in front of her eyes was always Mordred feeding sincere blood, and sincerity improved instantly. At the same time, her heart also flashed past, Zhan Tian Yuan's sincere dialogue with her.

"Why did you come to Britain?"

"Because there are people worthy of my protection."

——Before today, the girl had always believed that she was the one to protect sincerely!

But Mordred!

She broke into her study in this way, and found the sketch in the first place—yes, it was given to her sincerely before, which she has always liked. Every time I see this painting, the girl will be happy--

However, today.

When she looked at the painting carefully, she found a different place.

That brilliant smile never appeared on her face, and she had never used a hairstyle like a ponytail.

Although they are almost the same, but that look, that way.

Needless to say, it was Mordred.

Zhanyuanyuan sincerely painted her at all. Although Zhanchang Yuan sincerely looked at her as a model at the time.

But there is no doubt that the person in the painting is Mordred.

"This...liar, liar!!!" The next moment, the girl suddenly grasped the stupid strand of hair on her head and pulled it off with a "biu" force.

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Update la la la, why is the father and son breaking.

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Chapter One Hundred

After pulling out the dull hair, the girl's temperament changed instantaneously, and even a black mist could be vaguely seen around her body, it was as if it was blackened.

No, maybe it's not "like". It's really blackened.

The girl recalled every day she spent together with Zhanchangyuan sincerely, and she couldn't help but threw herself on the table with the endless lingering feelings of Hua Qian Yuexia.

"Liar, liar..."

The girl murmured to herself, exuding a low pressure that ordinary people could not bear.

At the same time, the battlefield was sincere and speechless with Mordred.

"Am I doing something wrong, Wright?"

Mordred, who was inexplicably guilty, looked pitiful.

"You didn't do anything wrong," replied sincerely and calmly.

"But, if I did nothing wrong, why is my father so angry?" Mordred was still very guilty.