The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

So sometimes, Mordred always thinks about his own memory, is it really trustworthy?

If memory can be trusted, then why can't he remember the appearance of his mother?

If memory can be trusted, then why is there no "father" in his memory at all?

If memory can be trusted, then why...he never felt the "maternal love" recorded in that book?

Who is he?What is he?

Such problems are scattered but lingering, making Mordred feel inexplicably panic.

So in the end, Mordred left home with nothing except the piece of clothing on his body and the magic props that made him make a sound.

But even so, where should I go, what should I look for...

Mordred had no idea about this.

The book says, don't believe the words of strangers, because it is very likely to be deceived.

The book says that there are many bad people outside, so you must protect yourself.

So when you are sleepy, you can find a place where you can block the wind and sleep. When you are hungry, you can find a living thing to absorb a little magic or vitality.

It doesn't matter if you are bullied, because your self-healing ability is very strong and you can recover quickly even if you are injured.

Mordred didn't know what he was looking for, but he just had a vague idea-he should be looking for something.

Deep down, Mordred always felt that something was guiding him in one direction.

So he can only move forward with this feeling without a plan at all.

Anyway, he has nothing left, right?

It was in such a situation that Mordred met, which may be called a turning point in his short life.

Even now, Mordred can still clearly recall the time of the meeting.

There is no way to absorb nutrients through food. In order to avoid being rejected as a monster, he can only be bullied by others.

Then, he heard a cry: [What are you doing?

It's not a particularly pleasant sound, but it has a strange sense of transparency and vitality, which is impressive.

The crowd around him dispersed, and he saw the figure of the man.

Although his vision was a little blurred because of hunger, he still remembered the faintly slender figure.

Until he wakes up again.

Soft and warm bed, clean and unfamiliar smell.

There is also the feeling of flowing through the body, long-lost, full of magic.

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was a pair of eyes with different colors on the left red and black right, clear and beautiful.

The red left eye is as brilliant as a jewel, and the right eye is pure black as the night sky.

And in such a pair of eyes, there is no hypocrisy or disgust, only the indifferent care.

Almost at the moment when he met those strange eyes, Mordred felt an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

The eyes... a bit astringent.

This person is so worried about himself because he doesn't know his true situation?

Mordred couldn't restrain himself from thinking about it.

But the confessed result was beyond Mordred's expectations.

She said that she wanted to know his name.

She said that her name was "Guineville", and she was a human being like him.

She said that she and him are of the same kind.Since they are of the same kind, mutual care should be taken.

She said that it was not his fault to have such a special physique. He was not really a useless waste, but he hadn't found a place where he could be useful.

She said that if he had to consume magic power to survive, she could provide him with magic power.

She said that he was very cute and cute, and she liked him very much.

She said that if he wanted to, he could follow her until he wanted to leave.

she says……

Countless "she said", finally converged into a fact-the fact that he, who was abandoned by "mother" because of incompetence, was accepted by another person.

Compared with this fact, the seemingly non-existent summoning induction in the body has also become insignificant.

Because of this fact, Mordred thought that he was in the "dream" mentioned in the book.

But even dreams are good.

Even after returning to Camelot with that person and starting his own life, Mordred thought about it more than once.

If possible, he hopes that this dream will never end or wake up.

It's just that Mordred forgot a little.

It is a dream, there will always be a clear day.

This world is a huge scale, following the principle of balance, you have to pay for whatever you want to get.

However, Mordred at that time had forgotten this.

And for that period of time, there was a warm and happy life that Mordred had never experienced before, the price that needed to be paid...

For Mordred, who used to have nothing, it would make him regret it.

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