The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

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[...] (Tianyin: This is not a mistype to make up the number of characters, the reason will be explained below.)

Opening his eyes, Mordred let out a sigh of relief when he looked at the ceiling of the familiar house.

What exactly is going on?Why did you dream of that kind of inexplicable dream that you can't remember the content after you wake up...

The rapidly growing body made a "creaking" sound accompanied by the activity. Only oneself can feel the "creak". For Mordred, who has rapidly grown from the original 1.2 meter to 1.7 meter in just six months, Even if the body's self-healing power is super strong, the pain that the body seems to be forced to stretch by some force is also a more unbearable type.

Mordred couldn't understand why it was like this.

Obviously, he had been with that person until now, watching that although she was always angry, she was able to finish the work on her hands in an orderly manner.

Although he couldn't help me with anything practical, he could only deliver materials and water, but for Mordred, it was enough to see that person every day.

And what makes Mordred most happy is that every time that person is on the verge of getting angry, if Sir Lancelot is not there, then only oneself can calm that person down.

In fact, Mordred didn't understand too much even now. It was obvious that the person's explanation was very clear, detailed and understandable, why the final result was still so unsatisfactory.

[Because the human mind is very complicated...]

For his confused expression, the man just smiled and patted his head to explain.

Still don't understand.

Human heart or something... Mordred felt that he had never figured it out, and perhaps, there was no need to figure it out.

He just thought it was very pleasant and happy to be patted on the head or close to that person just like that.

What emotions are always surging in my heart at such a moment.

It's warm, hot, and there is a kind of idea that wants to go on like this, even I know this is very unrealistic.

However, it is impossible to prevent the generation and expansion of that idea.

Is this kind of mood just like..."like" in the book?

[It is true that it can be called "like".But that’s different...]

Sir Lancelot, who was questioned like that, answered him with a smile.

[Mordred, the kind of feelings you have for Guiwei is different from the likes of the opposite sex.

So, what is the difference?

[Do you have desire for Guiwei?The thought of kissing her?

Thinking seriously, then shook his head.

As long as that person can always smile, touch his head, praise him, or kiss his forehead like he does now, that's it.

As long as he was satisfied, he would not ask for more.

[So you see, it's obviously different.Mordred liked Gui Wei very much, it was just because you projected the image of'mother' onto Gui Wei.Is not it?

Mother...?So, what should he do?

[You can ask Guiwei to see if she is willing to be your'mother', isn't it all right?

Sir Lancelot, who said this, looked gentle and encouraging, [If it was you, I believe Guiwei would be very happy and agreed.

Well, it is true that this kind of question is right to ask Sir Lancelot. It is not like Sir Gajrez at all. After asking, he will only give him very ambiguous answers.

Regarding his question, the man just smiled as always-completely unable to see that she had cursed a certain part of the intelligence staff just now-and touched his head, then spoke.

it is good.

It was just a simple word, but the corners of his mouth hidden under the magic mask were warped for a whole week, and even walking felt a little light and light.

"mother"……

In the past, it was just a very conceptual title, but now in my heart, there is a warm joy and expectation.

Is this a change brought about by mentality?

For Mordred, compared to the mother named "Morgan" in his previous memory, he really would rather call the person who is not related to him "mother".

Of course, because of that person's more subtle psychology, this title can only be kept in mind.

By now, it has been nearly half a year since the person was arranged to follow Sir Kay to learn the etiquette rules of knights. If there is any dissatisfaction, it probably means that he can no longer follow that person as frequently as in the past.

Because I have to grow too fast.

If you continue to follow that person, it will cause unnecessary trouble.

Mordred knows this very well, so he can only accept his current situation and follow Sir Kay obediently, towards Sir Bowes, Sir Gawain, Sir Ramorock, Sir Gajrez, and Geran. Sir Special and Sir Tristan and other members of the Knights of the Round Table learn the corresponding knowledge and etiquette.

And all these efforts are to be able to catch up with that person as soon as possible and follow her behind to work for her.

Being able to understand that person's needs and thoughts like Sir Lancelot, the chief of the Knights of the Round Table, who is known as the "First Knight", becomes her indispensable and trustworthy right-hand man, sharing her worries and problems.

This is the motivation and goal of Mordred's efforts.

In fact, Mordred's growth rate is almost the same as his growth rate.

Only Mordred had forgotten one thing.

Destiny is called "destiny" because its trajectory is full of unpredictable variables.

Her Royal Highness was taken away by Lord Merangote.

When he heard the news, the sword in Mordred's hand, who was fighting Tristan, slipped in an instant. If Tristan didn't recover in time, it is estimated that he would have been drawn to a broken rib.

"This...what's going on?!"

If it weren't for the fact that the tone of the voice made by magic props was fixed, I believe that at this moment, Mordred would directly grab the collar of Ramorok who came to convey the news, and roared directly.

But now obviously because of the shock of this news, all the people present don't have the time to care about his gaffe.

Ramolok said that this was the news from the Templar Knight Agulang.

Because the church had news involving the king that needed to be reported, the man held back and took him to the back garden to discuss in detail, only to be attacked by the well-prepared lord Meranget.

This news is as effective as an earthquake and collapse for the entire Camelot.