The Journey of King Arthur

"Ah~ I'm idle..."

At night, Mordred sat in the office with his legs raised high, looking very bored.

The reason is very simple, that is, because all the problems have been solved by Mordred, and there are no unnecessary sounds in the survivor camp. Even if there is really still, Mordred doesn't need to solve them personally. Someone will solve this problem. Mordred only needs to do one, that is, after determining what the other party has done, the final judgment was given to the guy who was causing trouble. Now it has become so simple.

It turns out that having a younger brother is better than not...

Now Mordred feels a little idle when he has nothing to do. It is completely different from the crazy life-throwing look a few days ago. It is like two worlds.

Mordred sighed in his heart.

So what should I do next?

Mordred began to think.

Now she is not in a good mood to play games. The game she deserves is over. Why don’t she continue to brush quantum by hitting a golden apple?

Forget it, I still can't. I'll almost vomit after I keep brushing like this.

Mordred shook his head, threw the terrible thought aside, and fell down on the table with some distress, knocked his head, and said in despair: "Ah!!! What should I do next?!!! When will the father come back?"

Mordred, who was tilting his head, moved his eyes boredly. Now he didn't want to do anything, and this feeling was very strange.

Then she set her eyes on a rag doll.

It's not an ordinary rag doll, it's Artoria's. This is a rag doll made by Morgan from Artoria.

When Mordred saw this doll, he remembered the scene when Morgan gave him this doll.

"Xiao Mo! Today, I really congratulate you on achieving this mission perfectly! I have curbed those guys from the Pre-Saint Empire! I believe Al will definitely praise and reward you too!"

"Where? With the character of the father, it is impossible to do this."

"Hahaha, although I said I wouldn't, I must be looking forward to it, right?"

"Don't, don't talk nonsense! This is not the case! And you can't tell your father about this kind of thing! Your father is outside, so far away, so don't let your father worry! I have the idea of ​​fighting this!!"

"Okay, not like this, not like this~"

In the morning, when Artoria was traveling to other worlds, Mordred and Morgan stood on the balcony of the castle, and their eyes were always looking at the scenery in the distance.

At this time, Mordred was obviously a little angry and embarrassed.

And Morgan was laughing secretly.

"Hey Xiao Mo, when do you think Al will come back?"

"Who knows? That guy from Father is really..."

"Oh? That guy is really that guy? Xiao Mo, you always say such things? Could it be~"

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Morgan's face.

"Xiao Mo! You are a little unhappy because Al is busy all day and spends less and less time playing with you, right? You are really like a child!"

"I'm not a child!!!"

"Yes, yes! Our Xiao Mo is the best!"

"You didn't listen at all! This perfunctory look is too obvious!!!"

Looking at the furious Mordred, Morgan smiled happily, and then took out a gift box from his portable space.

Looking at this carefully packaged gift box, a question mark appeared on Mordred's head?

"Didn't you say it? You can't tell Al this kind of thing for the time being. And after this matter is exposed, Al will have no choice but to do government affairs. After all, that's Al~ the reward you deserve, the punishment you deserve~ So, the special reward you give you may be gone, so mom, I'll give you a gift on behalf of Al."

"Thank you then."

Mordred took the gift box and said somewhat unflatteringly.

"By the way, you have to take this box back before you can disassemble it."

"Yeah, I understand, but I want to ask why?"

"Of course, it's because I'm reluctant to let it go. If you take it apart in front of me, I might have to come back~"

.........

′The mother is really.........'

Mordred smiled when he finished his memory, and reached out and hugged the Artoria doll made by Morgan in his arms, with a happy smile on his face.

Then, the smile on Mordred's face suddenly disappeared. She glanced at the doll in her arms and then at the vase on the table. For a moment, Mordred fell into silence.

Then she began to look around and use her magic to sense the situation around her. After confirming that there was no one around, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then started to play with laughter.

"Haha! Well! No, my father won't say that... Forget it, don't care about these things, it's more interesting to feel free! Huoho! I'm the Knight King of Great Britain! The sinful White Dragon King Futigen, eat my sword!! Huohahahaha!"

I saw a figure with a blue-eyed white dragon suddenly appeared on the table now, and Mordred controlled the Artoria doll with both hands, and let the doll pose in various positions. The figure with a blue-eyed white dragon that was not moving at all started to hit.

The Sword of Victory, made of cloth and wool, was swung very strongly in the hands of Artoria's doll. It slashed the neck of the Green-eyed White Dragon figure with one sword, and it fell soft on the spot. However, because of its strength, the Green-eyed White Dragon still tilted its position.

Just as the Blue-eyed White Dragon fell apart, Mordred quickly recycled the Blue-eyed White Dragon figure into his own portable space.

Then he controlled the Artoria doll and threw a sword flower, raised the sword in his hand and shouted: "It's solved! I'll destroy the evil dragon!!"

Green-eyed White Dragon: What does it have to do with my Green-eyed White Dragon? Not all white dragons are the same!

On the other hand, Artoria had returned to the Survivor Camp. As soon as she came back, Artoria changed her appearance and walked on the street. She had to observe how well Mordred and the others managed the survivor camp when she was not there.

Artoria did not distrust Mordred and the others, but just wanted to do this, and finally looked at everything in front of her with relief.

Then Artoria found that there were a lot of fewer people here, and there were already many fewer people in the two survivor camps. Artoria didn't know how fewer it was, and she didn't ask, just thought they were unwilling to join and let them go to other cities.

And this is true, except for those guys who are killed by death.

Moreover, Artoria also discovered later that compared with ordinary humans, the proportion of dead soldiers seemed to be higher in this city...

It seems that those people are not willing to join... Moreover, these dead men seem to have integrated well, but they don't seem to get along well with other humans... It seems that they will have to go to Xiao Mo to find out the current situation after a while.

Anyway, now let’s try the things sold in that small shop. The white minced meat should be the meat of the Beast. Looking at the long queue of dead soldiers, I guess these meats must be delicious, right?

Artoria was greedy, and then she walked into a deserted alley, turned her image into the appearance of a dead soldier with a smile, and lined up together with a smile.

After all, it is strange that humans think of eating the meat of the Bornemonic beast?

But... the guy standing in front of me seems a little familiar...

Artoria looked suspiciously at the tall dead soldier with long iridescent hair in front of her. Artoria felt that something was wrong with the dead soldier in front of her.

The dead man in front of him seemed to have noticed his gaze. In Artoria's perception, the guy in the front row suddenly seemed to feel a little uneasy.

Uh...Is it the result of being unconsciously staring at me for too long?

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, I’ll be in line soon, so wait slowly.

The team lined up very quickly. The dead soldier in front of Artoria quickly bought things and then left quickly.

Artorian's figure left felt something was wrong, but she didn't care about taking out a few emeralds, so she bought three portions of the meat of the Beast, hoping to find a quiet place to taste it.

On the other side, in a ruin, the former dead man who had been in front of Artoria found a place to sit down here, as the pink petals fluttered, a man in a white robe appeared here.

There was a very helpless smile on his face.

"Oh, oh, oh,... the plan failed... I originally wanted to have a good chat with the shop owner, why did Al come back at this time, and just come behind me..."

Merlin made a very helpless voice.

Tonight, Merlin specially dressed up as a handsome Deadpool with illusion, preparing to tease the shopkeeper, Miss Death Soldier, who sells the meat of the Beast, and then after feeling happy, he would not give the other party any chance and run away immediately.

Artoria would definitely not be used to this kind of behavior of playing with emotions, but Merlin did not do anything more excessive. Artoria could not do anything to Merlin, not to mention that Merlin basically used illusions.

Today I used this face when I went out to chat with the beauties, and the next day I changed my face.

That’s right, having illusions means you can do whatever you want!

Although Artoria doesn't care about him and can't care about him, if Merlin dares to do this in front of Artoria, Artoria will only remind the woman of Merlin's identity and what Merlin has done. As for why she is like this, it is for the woman not to be deceived and her relationship is still so deeply trapped.

If the woman knew that this was not far from Merlin, Artoria would have no choice, after all, something that was in love with me.

If Merlin really had someone he liked, Artoria wouldn't have done this and would also serve as a supporter, provided that he really had that idea.

Then he kept staring at Merlin quietly in the distance with a very terrifying smile.

As for what kind of eyes it was... Sorry, Merlin didn't want to describe it... But Merlin just couldn't control herself!!!

So Merlin will deliberately not cause trouble in front of Artoria's eyes.

In the past, I would observe with clairvoyance before taking action, in case the target I targeted would be encountered by Artoria by chance. However, in recent days, Melin has also slacked off.

So such a tragic thing happened now. It seems that the owner of the guide shop may take some time to continue.

Thinking of this, Meilin began to chew the meat of the Beast, which had a crispy texture, just like eating potato chips. Meilin took out his mobile phone and opened a picture. In the picture, there was an Artoria holding a staff in her hand, and was holding the staff to hit the White Dragon Futigen.

This picture was painted by Lancelot to commemorate the emergence of the new Artoria, the magic Artoria...

How did I do it in another world line!!!

Merlin roared in her heart like this.

"And what the hell is the chosen stick!!! Isn't that my stick!!! Another me...what did you do?!!! Even if Al didn't feel happy about me, I wouldn't be so unhappy!!! I actually wanted to kill me! And I went to study how to kill me! The point is that I really researched it...what did you do?!!! It's worthy of being me, I can't imagine this skill of death even if I am the other you!!!!"

After roaring and complaining, venting the emotions in his heart, Meilin took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He said with a look of relief: "Fortunately, the Al around me is the best and sensible, second only to Al in his life in the Little Angel~"

"Merlin, you guy is really that way. You clearly say I am the best, but the next sentence says that I am second only to me in my personality when I was a little angel. Isn't this a contradiction? Let me also see what you just saw."

Hearing this, Merlin's eyes suddenly widened. He had already heard the person's voice, and his body suddenly froze. The sound line was simply too obvious.

"Ah! Al, you're back!"

"Yeah, I'm back."

Artoria nodded, her eyes kept on the silly picture of Merlin's phone.

"And, do you think lying in front of me is useful?"

Hearing this, Meilin swallowed.

"Anyway, I can pretend to be inaudible if the plan failed just now. After all, you have not taken action. Speaking of Merlin, your scope is getting wider and wider. Let's not mention humans and other people in Camelo. Although I am still eyeing the Dead Warrior, I am worthy of being you. Do you know that among those Dead Warriors, there are very few sexual transmigrants transformed from men."