Lords of Camelot

"Then why didn't she pass the throne to you? Don't you have any talent or ability? No, no, no, no, my child. You know in your heart that you have already known how to be the king of a country after being around Davian for many years. Talent. Then why not let you become the heir to the throne? Why? You already know the reason, don’t you? "

Morgan's whisper led Mordred's heart to the dark answer, the answer that Mordred least wanted to believe. At this moment, in Mordred's heart, Morgan's words were tilting the balance of good and evil away from balance bit by bit.

"You will never be able to stand in the sun and proudly declare to the world that you are her son. Just because of your origin, just because you are my Morgan Pendragon and not Guinevere's son. So you can't , Davian can do it, Gawain can do it, and even Gareth can do it. But...oh~my poor Mordred, you will never be able to get your father's love and become the heir to the kingdom. Just because you are hated by her. Come on!"

Every word Morgan said hit the cracks in Mordred's heart like a chisel. Mordred, who was not very scheming, was completely controlled by Morgan at this moment, and the balance in her heart had fallen to the bottomless abyss. Mordred had gone astray, for no other reason than that Morgan was telling the "truth."

Mordred once swore that he would be the tip of my king's sword and the one who would cleanse him of his filth. But now, the terrible fact is revealed in front of her. She herself is King Arthur's filth, and the King will not remove this filth, just because he would do so. The Round Table will fall apart even more, casting a shadow on the King's own glory.

From her point of view, this is exactly the case, although there is already a precedent of cannibalism within the round table. Davian severely wounded Tristan and nearly killed him. Lancelot even killed Aguen today, completely destroying the unity of the Round Table.

But the king has never done such a thing. The king is perfect and rational. She will not make Mordred's identity public to the world just because she is a shameful illegitimate child and the child of a witch. But she would never expel Mordred just because she had become a member of the Round Table.

"Why, why do you have to do this! Why don't you want to pass the throne to me? Why can they all do it, but why can't I! Once I just wanted to be your shadow, but you don't want to recognize me! Such you! This kind of you! This kind of you! Everything! Everything! Everything! I will destroy them all! Arthur! Let this Britain burn!"

Mordred's heart fell into darkness, and her heart was blocked by madness, desire, and demand. There is no more light in her heart, and she will become the destroyer of the kingdom. Destroy Britain, destroy Camelot, destroy them all.

"That's it, my son. If she doesn't hand over the kingdom to you, then you should take it all yourself. If there is no way to take it, it is better to destroy it like this." Morgan deepened his understanding of Mordred The current situation has completely developed according to her ideas. This is the most perfect revenge after countless years of accumulation.

"Tell me! Tell me! Mother, what should I do? How can I do this?" Mordred looked to her mother for a way. She couldn't do it alone. She must have more power. There must be more supporters.

Morgan chuckled and said to her: "Go back to the Round Table, my child. Lancelot's behavior has undoubtedly added a huge wound to the Round Table. You just need to continue to show your excellence and gather those who secretly People who are already dissatisfied with King Arthur. When the time comes, you can naturally take advantage of it and get everything you want...or ruin it."

Mordred nodded and left. After she left, Morgan burst into uncontrollable laughter. This is the catharsis of her inner emotions. She has pretended to be a virtuous mother in front of Mordred for so many years. And on this day, her efforts paid off.

However, the next moment, flower petals were floating around Morgan. Morgan turned around, just in time to see Merlin coming.

"Oh, oh, oh, this is such a rare visitor. How long have we not seen each other? Ten years, or twenty years? Teacher Merlin?" Morgan looked at Merlin with a contemptuous smile. At this moment, her evil side was fully revealed. . If they saw this scene, I am afraid that everyone except Davian would feel terrible.

"It seems that your revenge is going to be successful? Should I congratulate you?" Merlin's face was not as relaxed and comfortable as before. In his eyes, King Arthur's story was coming to an end. Mordred will be the one to bring closure, period. After years of hard work, he is deeply moved to this day. Let Artoria rest.

Britain has reached its limit and the king's mission to save the country should be over, so he feels it's time for her to rest, that's it, it's time to end.

"Congratulate me? If I got Camelot, the chalky throne, and Davian, you should congratulate me. But you must have seen the ending, right? Yes, just like Davian, you have seen that damn thing The end." Morgan hated all of this because she could push Mordred to destroy Britain and destroy Camelot. But what could she gain after that? She would gain nothing.

"No one will get the happiness they desire at the end of this story, whether it's Davian, Artoria, Mordred, or you in front of me. No one will get what they want, but everyone will did what they could to get everything to this point. So, it's a fulfilling story. That's all. Ah, one final word. I'm going to get Davian off your back, he tried so hard. Jiu, I shouldn't let someone like you pester him to death. This is my reward for his hard work over the past twenty years."

The moment Merlin finished speaking, a cold blue light spear struck at him, creating a huge deep pit where he was. However, Morgan clearly saw that the moment before the light spear hit Merlin, he turned into countless petals and disappeared.

No one will get the happiness they desire at the end of this story. If it were anyone else, this might just be a vicious prophecy. But if it's Merlin, this is often the coming reality.

Morgan looked into the distance. That was where Britain was, and that was where Davian and Arturia were. The story of Britain will come to an end from this moment on, and everything will come to an end. What will she get in the end? She didn't know either, because she couldn't see any more future.

As Mordred said, let Britain burn!