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Chapter 89 Morgans Plan

Mordred truly loves Britain and Arthur.

After a long period of observation, Anno came to this conclusion.

He chose to teach the knight himself, just as he taught the young Artoria.

Mordred was naturally very happy.

Arthur noticed this. When Mordred won the roundtable seat a while ago, she told the reliable elder about Mordred's identity and her doubts, but Anno did not answer Arthur positively at the time, but just smiled and nodded.

But now it seems that Arthur has almost figured out Annu's attitude, but she is still a little confused.

Or, let’s talk to Uncle Annuo again?

Arthur's eyes fluctuated as he looked at the sunset.

......

Morgan used magic to disguise himself and sneaked into Camelo.

This time she returned to Camelo for two purposes. One was to meet her five children and just take a look from afar. The other was to arrange something for her own plan.

She dug out her uncle's grave and collected all the flesh and bones of Futigen.

She created a nearly impossible technique.

After Futigen died, he had lost his qualifications as the incarnation of Britain, but the enhanced body still exists in this world.

She used Futigen's bone and blood and the magic of the real dragon species to create an extremely vicious magic.

She divided the magic into two parts, part of which was forged into armor and put it on the fifth child, and the other half of the magic was wanted to be placed on someone in the Camelo Royal City.

She knew very well the personality charm of her sister. It would be a matter of time before Mordred would not listen to her mother. Therefore, in her plan, there was no need for Mordred's cooperation. As long as she entered Britain, the plan would be half successful.

Of course, Mordred could do as expected, and it would be better for rebelling against her father.

Morgan LeFie originally wanted to take revenge on the most hateful person besides his sister, Annuo, but before she could get close to a hundred meters, Annuo became alert.

So she set her sight on Anno's son, Lancelot.

Lancelot was wielding his long sword on the training ground.

Morgan sneaked into the training ground and quietly took away his helmet while Lancelot was not paying attention.

Then, using the other half of the magic trick, we forged a new helmet and placed the new helmet in its original position.

Her eyes showed cunning and madness.

"Now, just wait for the God Age to end completely..."

Morgan LeFei looked at the Camelo Court in the distance, smiling strangely.

......

Lancelot didn't notice that his helmet had fallen off at all. He returned to his residence as usual after training.

In his residence, Anno was guiding Mordred for some ritual matters.

Mordred is a good student. As long as he calms down, he is as well-behaved as Artoria.

Anno asked strangely: "Modred, why do you have to wear the armor you have all the time?"

"This is my mother's instructions, and now..." Mordred shook his head, "I can't take off my helmet for the time being."

Annuo expressed his understanding: "That's it..."
Chapter completed!
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