Heavenly Home

"Ah?"

Mordred opened her mouth, then blinked twice and closed it again, as if nothing had happened. She sat back down with perfect calm.

Seeing her reaction, Yinsen knew she definitely knew where she was going.

The Moon Goddess was connected to more and more worlds. With Luna as an intelligent steward and several upgrades to the Personal Terminals, everyone now had personal computers capable of connecting to networks across multiple universes.

Aside from providing various support functions, the greatest use of these Personal Terminals was "entertainment," so it was hardly surprising that Mordred knew about Westeros. What was surprising was that she had swallowed her words. Was she afraid he might change his mind and send her somewhere unfamiliar?

Unfortunately, Mordred was a terrible actress. Her overly serious expression gave away far too much. Galahad could only smile wryly from the side. He wanted to remind the king he would serve in the future that this would only have the opposite effect. She was fooling no one.

"Don't worry. I won't suddenly change my mind."

There were quite a few worlds where Mordred could go and play at conquering the world, but it was not easy to find one with a roughly medieval Western setting, fantasy elements, and a ceiling on Combat Power that was not too high.

More troublesome still, it could not be too weak either, or it would fail to serve as training. After thinking it over, Yinsen felt this world was fairly suitable. Whether dragons or Others, both could cause Mordred some trouble. At the same time, she could personally experience "killing hidden in the dark," while those schemes and plots would not pose a fatal threat to someone as powerful as her.

He was only curious whether Mordred would build a faction of her