Chapter 939

Mordred was completely numb at this time.

What? What's the situation? Big sister became my father or mother?

This city spirit lady had always had a good impression of the big sister before. Ever since the two met for the first time in the Long Ming Arena, she always felt that this young little witch made her feel very close, and her eyes were always attracted to her from time to time.

And the experience of building ships together in the shipyard later made her feel more and more that she had a good impression of this big sister. This is also a person who really has talent and ability.

Therefore, when Lancelot and Guinevere, the two aunts, said they would take her to know the big sister, Mordred was still a little happy.

Well, although it felt like a blind date arranged by elders, the knight girl didn't hate it. She felt that it would be good to be friends with the big sister first.

She really has very few friends.

However, now.

Friends turned into parents.

No, how is this possible? I am a person of more than two hundred years old, and suddenly there is a mother of ten years old. Just ask you if this is reasonable?

"Aunt, what are you talking about? How is this possible?"

At the moment, Mordred couldn't hold it anymore, and she said loudly to Guinevere.

Then she looked at the big sister, hoping that the other party could also loudly scold this kind of nonsense behavior with her, however.

Mordred saw the young little witch's pupils shrink suddenly, then her expression changed, first shock, then questioning, then struggling, and finally relieved.

For a long time, she saw the big sister finally let out a long breath, and then looked at her side seriously.

"Well, I will be responsible for you."

The big sister said very seriously, as if saying some kind of oath.

Mordred: "."

No, big sister, are you serious? Who wants you to be responsible? We didn't know each other before, okay? And you, a ten-year-old little witch, really dare to recognize a daughter like me who is several hundred years old. Where did you get the courage?

The city spirit lady was almost laughed at.

However, she couldn't laugh soon.

"Is your main gun always feeling a bit stuck when charging? Is the transformation system always feeling a bit delayed? The defensive shield always has a loophole, the specific coordinates are."

Dorothy looked at Mordred who didn't seem to believe it, and she also sighed.

At this time, her mood was also complex. Does she really want to be a father as a sixteen-year-old girl? But she didn't know it before. Since Guinevere had already said that the girl in front of her was the spirit of Longshan City, the Home Witch was not scum enough to escape responsibility.

At this time, what she said were all the old problems left at the beginning of the design of Longshan City. After all, the magic technology of the Magic Republic in the Witch's Night was not mature at that time, and many designs were limited by conditions and could not be perfect. Therefore, it was inevitable that there would be trade-offs and many concessions.

Although the shadow of Ye Meng Jia De she just saw in the arena had changed greatly, and the scale and strength were far from what the Longshan City of the past could compare to, it is estimated that it had undergone many reinforcements and transformations in the later generations of the Witch's Night. Some old problems of that year might have been modified. Dorothy didn't know which problems were changed and which were not, so she could only say all the problems in her original design in one breath to prove her identity.

Tsk, this is simply like telling the child the birthmark on her body that others don't know when recognizing relatives. Although this "birthmark" is a bit strange, the truth is similar.

"Well, when I designed you, there were so many defects, but those were limited by the problems of the era. Actually, I later redesigned another perfect blueprint. Originally, I just wanted to make up for the regrets in the dream, and thought it would never be useful again, but since the dream has come true now, then this blueprint will be given to you."

The Home Witch said so, and then waved her hand, and a magic containing the perfect construction blueprint of Longshan City flew to Mordred.

Regarding this, the rebellious Round Table Knight girl originally wanted to refuse. After all, she didn't want a ten-year-old young mother. She already had parents, so where did she need this third party.

But the series of defects of Longshan City that the big sister said just now made her numb and her spirit greatly shaken.

After all, no one knows herself better than this city spirit. Although many of the defects in the big sister's mouth were already old history and had long been repaired and optimized by the Round Table Knights, repaired doesn't mean they don't exist, and in fact there are still some core problems that cannot be repaired.

Those problems are like congenital diseases that babies bring from their mother's womb, which are extremely difficult to cure. Even if the Long Wang and the Round Table Knights had many expert consultations, they were not the designers of Longshan City after all, and there were always some problems they were helpless about.

Or rather, it's not that they don't know how to cure it, but they don't know how to perform perfect treatment without making major changes to Longshan City. That is something only the original author can do.

Sigh, anyone who has repaired ancient buildings knows that sometimes tearing everything down and rebuilding is simpler than perfect repair. The Round Table Knights can make her perfect, but they cannot guarantee that the final perfect city is still Longshan City.

But obviously the Round Table Knights need Longshan City, not some perfect city.

Therefore, even if Longshan City was eventually destroyed and the remains were rebuilt into the Kingdom of the Dead, Ye Meng Jia De, its core structure was still the old set of Longshan City, and its innate foundation did not change.

However, whether it is the structure of Longshan City or the architecture of Ye Meng Jia De later, it is the highest secret of the Witch World, which is only known to a very few people. This obviously shouldn't be something that the big sister, a little kid of ten years old, can understand.

But the defects she said just now all matched.

This had to make Mordred waver a bit.

Bad, could this big sister be my designer?

She could only guess so, although this guess was very ridiculous.

But thinking of the professionalism shown by the big sister in the whole process in the shipyard before, even if the chief engineer was the Witch of the Forest-sama, the big sister was just the spokesperson of the Witch of the Forest, but her professional ability was still unquestionable.

Therefore, if it were another ten-year-old young little witch, Mordred might not feel that the other party had the ability to be her designer, but if it were the big sister.

Therefore, after several psychological struggles, Mordred finally didn't directly refuse the magic flying towards her. And when that magic merged into her body, a complex but exquisite blueprint appeared in her mind.

Thus, the rebellious knight girl's delicate body shook, shook twice, shook three times.

She suddenly turned pale, then staggered back a few steps, and finally, no matter how unwilling she was to believe it, she could only accept the fact.

"Are you really my original mother?"

She looked at the young witch opposite with a complex mood, and asked with a hoarse voice.

And regarding this, Dorothy also looked at her with a complex expression.

"If you are willing to call me father, I might find it easier to accept."

The Home Witch said so.

At this time, she was also speechless in her heart, complaining about the good sister.

"Dinisha, look at what kind of evil you have created."

Although both sides didn't lay cards on the table, Dorothy was not stupid. How could she not see the specialness of the Witch's Night before, and also know that the dream-like trial had become reality, and the culprit of all these changes was that good sister.

But before, whether it was the fourth sun in the sky, or the Pandora City and the Mechanical Sect in the Netherworld, she could accept these, and the impact of those added together was obviously not as straightforward as the two-hundred-year-old good son who suddenly popped out in front of her.

She suddenly lost interest in ship girls.

It was not until this moment that she suddenly realized that if she went to build a warship, the ship girl she built would probably not become her wife, but more likely become her daughter.

Damn, the dream is broken.

After realizing this, the light in Dorothy's eyes disappeared, and she directly became a salted fish that lost her dream.

This is not worth building at all. Real-world shipbuilding is really not a good civilization. Should I go back to the pit of "World of Warships"? The one built in the game is the real wife.

The Home Witch is not the kind of ghost father who likes to play with cultivation systems after all. She can't make a move if she is too familiar.

Woo woo woo, it's too miserable, wife becomes daughter, what kind of ghost development is this.

Reality is indeed too cruel. The beautiful two-dimensional world only exists in fantasy.

Of course, it was not just her who collapsed. Mordred opposite was the one whose mentality really collapsed.

Why, clearly it was the first time in her life she had a target of love at first sight, the first time in her life she wanted to muster the courage to step forward and become friends with the other party, but why, why did things turn out like this.

The rebellious knight girl felt more and more aggrieved as she thought about it, and finally ran away in tears.

Dorothy: "."

The Home Witch had her hands in the air, subconsciously wanting to chase after her, but finally stopped.

It's really evil. Forget it, let's leave some time for the child to calm down. This kind of thing is really not easy to accept.

Moreover, compared to Mordred who ran away in tears, Dorothy needs to consider how to explain to the sisters around her at this time.

Stare.

The Home Witch felt the death stare projected by the sisters around her, and she sweated profusely.

And on the other side, on the Long Wang's vehicle, the Itra.

Mordred ran all the way here.

This was her old habit. In the past, every time she worked hard to achieve results but couldn't get the recognition of her father Arthur, she would come here when she was sad and frustrated to seek her mother's comfort.

Well, although Arthur is not a qualified good father, Morgan is a perfect mother.

Miss Morgan's bad habit is doting, but such a trait appearing on a mother is not a big problem. There is no mother in the world who doesn't dote on her children.

Well, excessive doting is actually not good. If you spoil the child, the child will be spoiled, but isn't there just a strict father like Arthur to neutralize it.

So it was really carefully considered when the Round Table meeting let them both be Mordred's parents. The characteristics of the two are theoretically perfectly complementary.

It's a pity that raising children is obviously not just about theory.

However, no matter what, Morgan still gave Mordred enough motherly warmth. The relationship between this rebellious knight girl and her father Arthur has become more and more rigid over the years, but in front of Morgan, her mother, she has always been an obedient and sensible good child, and the relationship between mother and daughter is still very deep and stable.

Therefore, when Mordred appeared around this top-level warship with tears in her eyes, a figure wearing a gorgeous court dress, with almost the same appearance as the Long Wang Nidhogg, but with a clearly softer temperament, looking more like a noble princess than a majestic king, had already appeared on the deck of the warship.

This is naturally Miss Morgan.

This ship girl sister came to her aggrieved daughter. She had already received the news from Lancelot and naturally knew what happened.

However, she didn't directly comfort her daughter who still couldn't accept the fact, but silently hugged her daughter into her arms, letting her feel the warmth of her mother's embrace.

And Mordred, who was gently hugged by her mother, gradually calmed down. She rubbed twice in her mother's arms, and the tears and snot made the gorgeous court dress a bit messy, but Miss Morgan didn't mind, just gently patted her daughter's back.

For a long time, the rebellious knight wiped away her tears, and then looked at her mother in front of her pitifully.

"Mother, big sister, is Dorothy really my mother too?"

Well, actually Mordred is already very sure of this at this time. After all, she has already started to manipulate Ye Meng Jia De in her body to try to self-upgrade according to that perfect blueprint just now.

And the few remaining "congenital diseases" that even the expert consultations of the Round Table Knights couldn't solve were very easily solved perfectly at this time, and the upgrade of the main body naturally made the rebellious knight feel refreshed and in great condition.

However, the better the physical state, the worse Mordred's psychological state.

After all, this has confirmed the fact that the big sister is her original designer.

Damn, what kind of embarrassing development is this that makes me want to commit suicide? The first target of my life's heart is actually my.

The rebellious knight was too embarrassed to lift her head in her mother's arms. She tried to suffocate to death with her mother's broad chest.

Really not living anymore, goodbye, this world.

And seeing that her daughter calmed down, Morgan spoke.

"Okay, I already know what happened, but Mordred, you don't need to feel ashamed of this. This kind of thing actually happened when I was young."

She said so.

"Uh?"

The rebellious knight raised her head in doubt, looking at her mother puzzled.

And Morgan fell into memory.

Well, her first meeting with Arthur was actually long before the Round Table meeting started. At that time, she was already a big shot occupying land in the Spirit Realm, but one day the soul of a human knight girl strayed into her territory—Avalon.

It's shameful to say, she was indeed in love with Arthur at first sight at that time, and even gave her a sword as a token of love.

Well, actually she is the real Lady of the Lake. Guinevere's evolution template was based on her, this pure spirit realm creature fairy dragon, but later that unreliable guy walked her own path and became a very special Fate Weaver among fairies.

And even if Morgan only realized later that her love at first sight for Arthur was actually the attraction between Dragon Heads, she was indeed troubled by this love at first sight for a period of time.

And now thinking about it, this is really narcissistic. Is it okay to fall in love with yourself?

Speaking of which, Guinevere and Lancelot are about the same. I don't know if this is the fate of the Lady of the Lake, or the aggregation effect of the Dragon Heads. In short, the Dragon Heads almost tied a knot.

Of course, this kind of secret between Dragon Heads is not convenient to tell her daughter, but Morgan still encouraged her daughter to be brave.

"Who says that the creation and the creator cannot be together? You are just her creation, not really her daughter."

"Uh?"

Mordred widened her eyes immediately.

She understood.

Mother and daughter are talking in their hearts.