Chapter 163
A slight blush suddenly appeared on Miyu's face, making her look incredibly cute.
In the living room.
Ilya, comfortably nestled in the kotatsu, glanced at the two busy figures in the kitchen and suddenly felt like she had become the third wheel again!
No, it's a fourth party!
Luo Ya is also here.
She couldn't help but grind her teeth. "Damn it, when I get home I'll have to ask Mom to teach me how to cook... Ugh, Mom seems to know absolutely nothing about cooking!"
Ilya was having a terrible headache.
Her mother, Irisviel, was a typical pampered aristocratic young lady who never lifted a finger.
Even luxurious mink down jackets can be worn as everyday clothing by ordinary people.
Letting them cook is practically the same as blowing up the kitchen!
Why don't you go and learn from them?
A thought flashed through Ilya's mind, and just as she was about to crawl out, she suddenly felt a chill all over her body and quickly pulled her little feet back in.
Forget it, it's more comfortable staying in the kotatsu!
After dinner is ready.
Luo Ya sniffed the air. "It's here! It smells so good!"
Go wash your hands!
Wei Gong gave an order in a rather impatient tone.
As expected of the famous [Britain's Ruined Nation Stove], it made both the brat and Ilya too lazy to move.
Look how cute Miyu is! She even helps her brother cook.
It seems my younger sister is definitely the best match for me to live with.
"Anyway, we don't have to use our hands to grab it!"
Luo Ya looked at the three large fried shrimp in the bowl with delight. "That's so extravagant! You put in three at once! You really went all out this time!"
I usually eat no more than one at a time!
"Um, thank you for your hospitality, Brother Wei Gong." Ilya smiled sweetly as well.
She felt a little embarrassed that I came over for a meal.
I had planned to bring some gifts, but all the shops were closed.
"Don't be shy, make yourself at home."
Wei Gong sighed slightly.
It's been a long time since our house has been this lively.
Back in the day, characters like Shirou's Saber and Miss Rin would wait for him to cook for them every day.
At this moment.
Ilya placed a piece of tempura from her bowl into Wei Gong's bowl. "Brother, you should eat more."
"No, no, you're at the age where you're growing, you should eat more." Wei Gong quickly put the food back on her plate.
The other child is still a primary school girl, so naturally she needs to eat more to nourish herself.
After all, Miyu isn't like a spoiled child who's bound by countless rules of love; she's naturally unrestricted.
"Then give it to Aya."
Miyu gave it to the mischievous kid next to her.
"Oh, thank you, Miyu! You're so cute!" Luo Ya smiled brightly.
The other person was about the same age as her, but acted like a little mother, truly considering her needs in every way.
"Then I'll give you one too, have some!"
Ilya also picked up a fried shrimp and handed it over.
"Hey, I can't possibly finish all this food!"
Luo Ya was caught in a happy dilemma.
Three pieces were already a luxury, but now there are five, making it the ultimate luxury. This bowl of noodles could easily sell for tens of yuan.
"Then why don't you give one to Fou? Maybe she'll let you touch it then," Wei Gong suggested.
"No! Absolutely not!"
Luo Ya refused without hesitation.
Every time she gets close, she acts all hostile and defiant; how could she possibly expect her to appease her?
"Then I'll pay."
Wei Gong placed a shrimp into Fou's bowl.
He watched the joyful scene with a broad smile on his face.
There is no longer any need for fighting.
From now on, enjoying this ordinary yet heartwarming daily life will be enough.
That's great...
Fuyuki Grand Hotel.
The Britain group returned early, still angry.
Tonight is Lunar New Year's Eve in China, and tomorrow is the Spring Festival, so naturally no one will continue to accompany them to the meeting.
Artoria stood by the window, gazing at the Myriad Lights of Homes in the distance.
Back then, it seemed she could have enjoyed an ordinary life with him, just like any other girl.
That's so far away it's unimaginable.
Mordred approached and asked, "Father King, what do you think of the previous plan?"
"That's quite good. It's true that a marriage alliance can erase the negative impact of this incident. You've put in a lot of effort." Artoria nodded.
"Real?"
Mordred was overjoyed.
Does this mean that the other party has completely chosen to give up?
Happiness came so suddenly that it felt somewhat like a dream, an unreal experience.
"Of course it's true."
Artoria stood before her and suddenly reached out and removed the crown from her head.
With an incredulous look on Mordred's face, he gently placed it on her head.
"Little Mo, you've always longed to be acknowledged by me. Now I acknowledge you and pass the throne to you."
King Arthur, his azure eyes calm, looked at her. "I will personally marry the Imperial Tutor of the Dragon Kingdom to atone for my sins!"
Chapter 109 The Britain Father and Son Who Became a Scoundrel and Harassed Their Son, Along with the First Emperor and Golden Flash Who Arrived at the Same Time
This is a huge problem!
Was the scene of filial piety and parental love from the Battle of Sword Hill about to unfold before his eyes once again?
Gawain felt his brain trembling violently, and he instinctively wanted to draw the Carnwennan and use it to save his own life.
It was originally Xiao Mo who suggested that a marriage alliance be used to get Britain to cooperate with China and overcome this huge crisis.
This grand wedding, a union of Heroic Spirit, can also dispel the negative impact caused by the previously released video by Alaya.
He could also obtain the nameless creature he had been longing for, keep it firmly by his side, and declare ownership.
Most importantly!
Mordred wanted to take Nameless away from her Father King and give King Arthur a good scolding.
A win-win-win situation.
It could be said that Mordred, under the guise of sacrificing herself for Britain, was openly and legitimately stealing a man from her Father King!
But now, it turns out that your Father King is still your Father King!
While Gawain was filled with worry, he silently gave King Arthur a thumbs up.
That was a brilliant move.
Little Mordred, haven't you always longed for your Father King's recognition, for him to declare you worthy of the Britain throne?
Now, forget about inheritance rights, I'll just pass the throne directly to you!
King Arthur's voluntary abdication was more than enough to quell the anger of the entire world.
Furthermore, marrying the nameless person who saved the world will definitely cause countless people to become excited and celebrate instantly.
By handing the mess over to Xiao Mo, he finally shed the burden he had carried since he was 15, a move that can only be described as extremely clever.
Gawain felt his breathing become rapid.
I love watching women fight.
No, no, I am a just, fair, and kind Knight of the Sun, how could I possibly have such dark thoughts?
The room fell into a deathly silence.
Suppressed to the extreme.
Like a volcano about to erupt.
After a moment of stunned silence, Mordred pointed a trembling finger at the other person and roared angrily, "This is all your fault. Now, you actually want to push this mess onto me?"
I may not be human, but Father King, you really are a dog!
She felt the golden crown on her head turn green in an instant.
He had clearly gained his Father King's approval and was even crowned King of Britain, so why did things turn out this way?
Mordred looked into the other person's calm and unwavering eyes, having no doubt about the smile hidden beneath.
Just like the unrestrained laughter of the group of Chinese from the Dragon Country people earlier.
A familiar Noble Phantasm suddenly appeared in her hand, radiating a blood-red light.
It was none other than her most well-known Noble Phantasm—
[Clarent Blood Arthur (Clarent BloodArthur)]
Online, it has a special name --
Betrayal Sword!
Gawain quickly said, "Please stop fighting. This is—this is Dragon Kingdom territory. Let's discuss how to resolve this when we get back!"
If the two really start fighting.
Regardless of who wins or loses, it is the entire nation of Britain.
Artoria sighed softly, "Momordred, the reason I didn't pass the throne to you back then was simply because you lacked the qualities to be a king. But now, I've made a fatal mistake and am no longer qualified to be king."
Despite facing Mordred's Betrayal Sword, she didn't pull Stab-Son Spear.
She simply stood quietly in front of him, appearing as if she were letting him attack her.
"You! You... I... I've never cared about the throne, I just want your recognition!"
Without hesitation, Mordred removed the crown she had longed for and tossed it over, saying, "A crown given to me under these circumstances is nothing to me!"
However, the other party didn't catch it at all, letting the crown hit the huge human heart in front of his chest and be bounced to the side.
Just as the crown was about to fall to the ground.