Chapter 388

No, I need to stay calm. We should be able to get through this.

Wei Gong recalled that when the King of Heroes first came to his door, even with his Clairvoyance, he almost missed him.

Unless someone deliberately tricks him, it's impossible to discover his true identity.

What makes you think you, little Mo, can see through this?

Wei Gong replied calmly, "Then take her to your bedroom to play for a while. I'll call you when dinner is ready."

"OK."

Luo Ya walked out of the kitchen and said to Xiao Mo, "Come to my bedroom first, I have a little surprise for you."

"Oh, what little surprise?"

Mordred followed the other person into their bedroom.

Then.

She saw that one wall of her small bedroom was covered with various Heroic Spirit figurines and posters.

In the most conspicuous place are figurines of her and King Arthur.

The pose looks slightly familiar.

This is the scene where Mordred fears kneeling on the ground and having King Arthur place the crown on her head.

Gawain, the Knight of the Sun, was also watching nearby.

Luo Ya said with a smile, "I know you've been working hard to gain your Father King's approval, which is why you specially bought this expensive figurine!"

I originally wanted to collect the entire Knights of the Round Table series, but unfortunately, I didn't have the budget.

These three figurines alone have emptied her savings.

Thank you...

Mordred's expression was strange.

This scene is exactly what happened after [Alaya] released the video of the "Sacred Round Table Domain," when the corrupted Lion King was condemned by countless people.

In an effort to quell public discontent, King Arthur wanted to pass the throne to her, but she preferred a marriage alliance with the Dragon Kingdom.

It's obvious he intends to abandon the throne and run away to find the nameless one and live a quiet life together, and maybe even have a dozen children.

What was handed to her wasn't a crown, it was clearly a green hat!

Moreover, Gawain was also present at the time!

Mordred grew increasingly suspicious.

The situation is so similar?

Could it be that...

Do you possess the same Clairvoyance as Merlin?

Mordred looked around and noticed a picture book next to the Heroic Spirit.

She pointed curiously and asked, "Can I take a look?"

"Of course, most of the photos inside are of Wei Gong and me." Luo Ya walked over shyly and opened the package for her.

From childhood to adulthood, the two often took photos together to record the passage of time.

Mordred looked through the picture book.

The first picture shows a four- or five-year-old boy standing in a trash can, looking up at the teenager.

"Ahem, that guy always says I was picked up from a trash can, and he even made this photo of me." Luo Ya coughed slightly, a little embarrassed.

She had wanted to know where she came from for a long time.

As a result, the other party always claimed that they picked it up from the trash can, and even produced the photo in a seemingly convincing manner.

If they get annoyed by the questions, they might say something like, "After saving the world, I'll pick her up from the battlefield."

They say the two were mortal enemies from a past life.

The opponent transforms into a hero who saves the world and defeats her, the great demon king.

To prevent her from harming the world again, I specifically kept her by my side to guard her, which is why I'm causing her so much trouble.

Listen to this, is this human language?

How could a girl as kind and lovely as her, like an angel, possibly be some kind of demon who wreaks havoc on the world?

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Mordred casually flipped through the photos, which captured glimpses of their daily interactions.

Eight years have passed since Wei Gong found Luo Ya when he was ten and she was five.

"Childhood sweethearts, relying on each other for survival, how wonderful."

Mordred's tone had unconsciously become tinged with envy.

"Yes, do you know what it feels like to be abandoned by the whole world, and only one person cares about you?"

Luo Ya recalled the beginning of her memory.

I was standing all alone by the roadside when he took me home, and we've been inseparable ever since.

He had long become the person she cared about most in her life, and no one could take him away.

Even Heroic Spirit are not allowed!

I understand.

Mordred sighed softly.

Her memories begin with being sent by Morgan's mother to King Arthur's side, intending for her to assassinate the king.

It was the nameless one who personally taught her swordsmanship and provided her with various delicacies.

That was her Great Hero.

Unfortunately, in the end she had nothing left. Not only was she not recognized by her Father King, but even her nameless body was taken away by Father King.

This is absolutely intolerable!

Driven by despair, she finally launched a rebellion and personally destroyed Britain, the country her Father King valued most.

Perhaps this is what growing up is all about.

Having shared similar experiences, Mordred cared for her best friend even more.

The two must have been sisters in a past life.

Luo Ya smiled and offered her blessings, "Then I wish you find Wuming soon and be able to be with him."

"Hmm, finding them is still a bit difficult."

Mordred was caught in a dilemma.

If she possessed the Clairvoyance of King of Heroes or Magician of Flowers, she could definitely find him.

Unfortunately, it was pure wishful thinking!

At the same time.

Gilgamesh, whom she was talking about, was standing on a street lamp outside the residential area, gazing into the distance.

Under the streetlights, he hides himself in the sunlight, calling himself a glorious and majestic Knight of the Sun.

Full of anticipation, he asked, "How's it going? In the fight... cough cough, have any problems arisen?"

"Knight of the Sun, you really are simply pursuing primal pleasure," Gilgamesh said with a smile.

"No, I'm concerned about the future of Britain!"

Gawain replied righteously, "Those two are the present and future of Britain. If a conflict breaks out, it will affect the entire country."

If I weren't Clairvoyance, would I need to watch a play with you?

I'm so annoyed!

Praise the sun, and grant me the Clairvoyance!

"No explanation is needed. Your inner emotions will be directly reflected in your words and actions."

Gilgamesh shook his head slightly. "For now, things are calm; there are no signs of conflict."

This so-called Knight of the Sun, just like him, is pursuing pleasure.

"It's good that a fight didn't break out... cough cough, it's good that a fight didn't break out."

Gawain had originally planned to rush over immediately to watch the drama unfold.

No, we need to save Xiao Mo!

Mordred couldn't defeat King Arthur back then.

Now that our My King has been promoted to the Grand Saber Class, it's even more impossible for him to be defeated.

Even if Wang disguised himself as someone else and kissed that man in front of him, Xiao Mo probably wouldn't be able to tell!

On the contrary, they might wish them well!

Hmm, thinking about why it makes me feel even more happy?

No, no, I am the Knight of the Sun representing kindness and justice, I cannot gloat like this.

It's all Xiao Mo's fault!

That guy personally instigated the rebellion and destroyed Britain!

Gilgamesh didn't say much.

The [[Star of Wisdom and Omniscience]] has been operating continuously, trying to sense what exactly is happening over there.

Unfortunately, his Clairvoyance could only see the future, not the current situation.

That worthless, useless Clairvoyance from that nightmare is actually most useful right now.

Its ability to see only Clairvoyance "present" makes it a true master of voyeurism.

He spends all his time idly watching the drama unfold, much more relaxed and carefree than the mighty King of Heroes.

Forget it, I'll just beat them up when I see them again.

Gilgamesh gazed at the neighborhood, lost in thought.

If he were to steal Merlin the Heartless's Grand Caster qualification and become Grand Caster himself, would he possess Clairvoyance comparable to that lazy doctor?

In the living room of an ordinary family in the residential community.

A sumptuous dinner has been laid out on the table.

Wei Gong calmly said, "Here, it's just a simple home-cooked meal. I hope you won't find it offensive."

He naturally has absolute confidence in his culinary skills.

But,

With King Arthur and Mordred both present, it could easily turn into a world-famous painting.

The Last Supper!

Luo Ya greeted him warmly, "Come on, Xiao Mo, sit next to me."

She glanced at the quiet blonde girl on the other side with a hint of disdain; it would be better if this glutton weren't there.

You come over every day to freeload, and you eat so much! Do you think you're King Arthur?

"Hmm, whatever you like is fine."

Mordred sat down beside him, calmly observing the others present.

After the ordinary high school student called out "Lunch is served," the girl who resembled her Father King silently buried her head in her food and began eating.

His movements were very elegant, but he ate quite quickly.