In the fence behind the hotel.

Mordred threw the gleaming silver one-handed sword at Heven.

The boy took the weapon in a hurry and looked up at Mordred blankly and innocently.

Mordred said:

"You want to change your destiny, right?

"Hewen, if you want something, you must get it yourself. Before that, instead of relying on others' charity, I chose you because I need you. But if you lack even the basic abilities, then I will only

It’s time to find another ‘heir’.”

The boy grasped the sword blade that was about the same length as his own arms with both hands, and then assumed a completely amateur posture, staring at Mordred.

The knight laughed:

"Yes, with this kind of courage, you have found your place."

Buzz!

He suddenly pulled out the long sword from his waist, strode forward, and then swung the weapon towards the boy's blade. With a "pop" sound, Hevin could no longer grasp the hilt of the sword in his hand.

Although the one-handed sword had been knocked away, the knight did not stop his offensive. He thrust the tip of the sword towards the boy's throat. Hevin was so frightened that he was driven by instinct and forced his heavy body to move towards the boy's throat.

Back away.

The sword edge grazed his throat, leaving a blood mark.

Mordred looked at the boy indifferently, waiting for his next move.

Hevin kept an eye on Mordred with his peripheral vision, and at the same time ran towards the position where the long sword flew out. Fortunately, Mordred did not continue to pursue, and he picked up the long sword.

The boy turned around again, raised his sword and looked at Mordred, and this time the posture he took out of instinct made it harder for the weapon to be thrown away than before.

Mordred smiled and sheathed the weapon:

"very good."

Only then did Hewen look relaxed, and belatedly noticed the wound on his neck.

Mordred said:

"With your current self-healing ability, even if you don't deal with it, it will recover quickly. Generally speaking, you lack swordsmanship talent, but you have the right instincts.

"In my opinion, the former is meaningless, while the latter is everything."

He said happily:

"I made the right choice."

Hewen said doubtfully:

"I have no talent, is this still the right choice?"

Mordred walked up to Hevin and patted him on the shoulder:

"Talent refers to the speed at which you gain power, but this is only if you follow the rules, but if you are alert enough, power will find you on its own.

"Just like now, no matter how talented you are, it can't be compared with your future, because you are now my disciple."

Hewen nodded with reverence in his eyes.

He remembers.

A long time ago, Arthur discovered that Mordred's performance was fake, and he stopped teaching him on the pretext of his lack of talent.

And the worst thing is that compared to King Arthur, he can be called completely talentless.

Mordred said:

"I will practice sword practice with you these days. How much you can learn depends purely on how hard you work. After you finish practicing the sword, you have to set off."

Hewen asked doubtfully:

"What are you going to do?"

The knight said:

"Looking for the elf Tanvisji, I heard that it is a little guy who loves to play pranks and is very afraid of strangers, so it has deliberately avoided me these days.

"But you are a child, and in its eyes, you are weak, so it will take the initiative to appear in front of you, and you are already in this game.

"It will think you are a weak and powerless child, and it can play with and bully you arbitrarily, but you are not, right?"

Hewen hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Mordred continued:

"I want you to take advantage of its contempt for you, teach it a lesson, and catch it."

Hewen asked:

"Catch it? Catch it for what?"

Mordred said:

"It is the rule maker, it decides who wins and who loses, so if we catch it and put the sword at its neck, we win.

"If it was me who did this, maybe George would make a mistake on impulse, but if it were you, he would accept it. You will become the new king of England, and you will have my help, and we will work together.

Change this country."

Mordred looked at Hevin's expression with interest. At this moment, the boy had realized the so-called "truth" he had deliberately revealed.

It's very reasonable. He should also know that there is no free pie in the world. When he ascends the throne and becomes the king, Yue will only be Mordred's puppet.

But Hevin seems to be a smart child. He should also be able to think that without himself, he would be nothing. A truly smart person will be content.

As he expected, Hevin showed no negative emotions because of this, as if he had already expected it.

He just asked:

"How am I going to catch that elf? If you can't even find it, how can I possibly catch it."

Mordred shook his head:

"Aren't I looking for it through you now? Don't worry, you will have my help, and we will accomplish this great thing together.

"but now……"

Mordred looked down upon Heven:
Chapter completed!