In the room, Morgan Le Fey was ready to give birth.
After she confirmed that the child in her belly was starting to grow, she chose to abandon some of them and left Camelot. Before leaving, she left a letter to her good sister, the general content of which was: don't look for me, you won't be able to find me anyway.
And today is the day when Morgan le Fey was pregnant in October and gave birth to the child who was destined to destroy Britain.
The magic gift for maintaining physical strength is on her wrist, the gift for healing and pain relief is also prepared, and a large amount of food supplies are also stored. Morgan Le Fey is ready for everything.
A sharp moan came from her mouth. Although she had given birth four times, the pain was still unbearable.
After a long time, Morgan Le Fey finally gave birth to her child.
Exhausted, Morgan le Fey's face was pale, her lips were chapped, and her eye sockets were sunken deeply.
But her spirit was very excited. She held the crying baby girl high and shouted loudly: "Mordred! Your name is Mordred! I will not give you the shameless surname of Pendragon!"
You belong only to me, the lion I created, destined to destroy Britain!"
She laughed crazily, cried, grabbed food from the side and stuffed it into her mouth.
There was a sinister light in his eyes: "Arthur... Artoria..."
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In the Fisher Kingdom, Princess Elaine also gave birth.
But these days, the Fisher Kingdom welcomes a special guest.
The guest's name has been forgotten by the young people, and is only occasionally mentioned by the elderly.
That's Anno.
Annuo was sitting in King Fisher's room. His strong body was like an iron tower, and just sitting there without moving gave people endless pressure.
King Fisher had some suspicions about Annuo's purpose, so he was very nervous, and the cold sweat on his forehead was like splashing water.
He is very aware of this person's strength. Now many people are discussing the strength of the Knight King Arthur and the Knight of the Lake Lancelot, but in the hearts of those who have experienced those wars, the strongest in Britain will always be the Lancelot.
His father - the knight of chalk, Anno.
"King Fisher, you know why I'm here." Annuo picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said these words as if by accident.
King Fisher was excited and said, "Ah ha, how could I know the purpose of Annoqing's visit?"
Annuo glanced at King Fisher, drank all the tea in the teacup, and slowly put down the teacup.
A very loud sound was made.
Annuo's long black hair has turned into long gray hair. He stared at King Fisher with sharp eyes: "Before the Irish War, my son, Lancelot, must have been here once as a diplomat."
"Hey!" The king was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat in front of the knight.
Annuo didn't beat around the bush anymore: "Take me to see your daughter."
"I need to see my grandson."
His eyes were as sharp as a sword.
Fisher King sat weakly on the chair, panting heavily, and it took him a while to recover.
Annuo's momentum just now was like a mountain, and he even felt like he was going to be crushed into a meat pie by the mountain.
Swallowing his saliva, he stood up holding on to the table, looked at Annuo, and sneered: "An, Qing Annuo, I, I will take you to see my daughter right now."
With trembling legs, he opened the door for Annuo and led the way.
Annuo glanced at Fisher King, showed a sneer, stood up, and followed Fisher King.