The Savior from entry to escape

The low pressure atmosphere in Camelot has eased a lot in recent days.

According to an insider who did not want to be named rebellious knight, the reason is that Mr. Arthur Pendragon Alter, who is one of the refrigerators, has made a new breakthrough in his relationship.

"Huh—? Why are you curious about this? Although this matter is a bit private, it's not a big problem to tell you."

As soon as you enter the lounge of Camelot Company, you can see a girl with blond ponytails and a red coat chatting excitedly with other employees of the company, "My father...although he is the king of Britain. , but I can tell you bluntly, he doesn’t have much experience in relationship history.”

"...That's right, that is to say, he has no experience at all. After learning that he found a girlfriend, it was the result of free love, it was really amazing! We were shocked that such a cold father and king actually talked about love. !"

"It is said that she is still the master, that is, Uesugi confessed to her father on her own initiative, but the actual situation of this matter is not what you imagined at all."

When Mordred said this, he showed a mysterious expression, a look of proud mastery of the exclusive secret.

"Actually, although the father claimed that he was [the party who confessed], the fact is that in the corridor of Chaldea that day, I saw my father directly force the master to the wall and block him in the corner. , directly blocking the way of the master with your hands..."

Mordred's eyes wandered around among the group of Knights of the Round Table with an average height of over 1.8 meters. His eyes stopped for a moment on Gawain who was 1.8 meters and zero, and finally looked at the man who was slightly taller than Gawain. Sir Bedivere with silver hair and green eyes.

The silver-haired knight realized what Mordred wanted to do almost instantly. He hesitated and showed a look of embarrassment, and subconsciously wanted to decline: "This is not very good... Sir Mordred..."

However, this gentle resistance was not effective against Mordred at all. While pushing the silver-haired knight to the wall, she leaned on the wall with one hand and made a "boom" sound, and then clicked her tongue in displeasure: "Sir!" Nonsense, you don't want me to go to the wall, the fool Gao Wen and the useless Tristan!"

The two people who were named and criticized showed a subtle look of luck when they heard the words. The silver-haired knight had to relax his body a little bit, and moved his center of gravity down thoughtfully, so that the gap between the two people was not too big, and he took care of the blonde. The height of the knight.

Mordred cleared his throat, then imitated Arthur Pendragon Alter's usual tone of speech, and quickly entered the scene.

"Master, do you like me?"

"So, will you date me?"

"—Why? Why not?"

"Is this not good? Don't you like me very much? Why is it not good? What is the reason?"

"Afterwards, the other father, Alter, didn't say anything after learning about this. He just kept drinking carbonated beverages like beer, and then kept sighing."

After Mordred let go of Bedivere, he talked about the follow-up of this matter with great interest.

However, at this moment, the other Knights of the Round Table did not show the same interest as before.

Lanloster, the knight on the lake, put on his helmet, changed from the sword step to the mad step in a second, pretended to pass the berserker, and quietly walked around behind and left.

Tristan turned around without a trace, turned his back to Mordred, and looked out the window at the sunset at dusk, lost in thought sadly.

The refreshing smile on Gao Wenqing's face also disappeared immediately. He looked behind Mordred, then clenched his hands into fists and pretended to cough.

Only Galahad still stared at Mordred seriously and listened to her, but his mood was not at peace, as could be seen from his constant blinking.

However, Mordred was not aware of the anomalies and reminders from his companions at all because he was in high spirits.

"Damn, I really want to tell my father, that appearance is not a confession—it's coercion!"

Mordred was still in high spirits, giving pointers to her father's behavior and provoking words, until a pair of cold hands climbed up her neck, shaking her into a shudder.

"So? Why are you telling this, Lord Mordred?"

A familiar voice, with a chilly tone like a devil's whisper, rang in her ears at the same time.

Mordred's body froze immediately, and then he shouted out in a more excited voice: "Father—this is coercion!!"

In the end, under the regulation (physical meaning) of the bystanders, Merlin and Arthur Pendragon who arrived immediately after hearing the news, the situation was prevented from developing in a more serious direction.

"Mordred is still a child after all!" Merlin, the sword sage of Britain, protected the terrified Mordred while persuading Arthur Pendragon, who exuded an ominous black air, to alter.

And the other Holy Sword Envoy of the Stars comforted the stern British Red Dragon, just like any parent who knows that his bear child has caused trouble, smiled a little guilty and reluctantly, and said something that even he himself didn't like. Be sure.

"... Ah, don't be angry. Think about it carefully, the Mordred of this world is still kind of cute, isn't it?"

The degrees of bears and bears are only relative. The daughter, Xiongdian, is at least cuter than the son, Xiongdian.

—Not really, King Arthur.

The author has something to say:

'Confessions' in various real senses.

Altria alter: life is not easy, saber sighs.jpg

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