Navigation: Tianlong people in the chat group Chapter 757

"Spanking my butt? Haha – you are so bold, do you know what nonsense you are talking about!?"

Mordred was so angry that she laughed at Roy, baring her white teeth and glaring at him.

This little lion-like girl is extremely confident in her own strength.

This is why in the original book, she thought she was the only heir to the throne, and chose to rebel without hesitation after being rejected by Saber, her father and the Knight King.

She is so strong, so she should be the king!

So, Roy, who doesn’t look that strong, naturally won’t be taken seriously by her.

He is just a little white face, and most likely a little white face raised by his father, and he is not worthy of her attention at all.

Besides, the most important thing is… this little white face can be so close to her father whom she admires from the bottom of her heart!

18Even she had never been so close to her father!

It’s really enviable…hateful!

"Hmm?"

Realizing Mordred’s malicious intent, Roy raised his eyebrows and jokingly looked at the heroic girl in armor in front of him: "Do you think you are better than me?"

"Oh, isn’t it? There is no reason for me to be weaker than you, right?"

Mordred smiled evilly and raised the corner of his mouth.

She has a high opinion of herself, and there are few people in the Knights of the Round Table who can catch her eye.

Even in the whole country, the only person she can respect from the bottom of her heart is Saber, the "father".

With such a mentality, Roy will naturally not be taken seriously by her.

"Hey!"

Mordred stared at Roy with a bad look, spread his hands, and said carelessly:

"Do you think you are stronger than me as a Knight of the Round Table? There is no such reason, otherwise I would not have heard of your name!"

"Well… you haven’t heard of my name, so I am not strong? What you said does make some sense, but…"

Roy nodded his head lightly with a strange expression, then slowly stretched out two fingers and pinched them in front of Mordred.

"What are you doing?" Mordred frowned.

"I think I should be stronger than you~ little girl."

Roy pinched his fingers and laughed teasingly.

"……He! Little girl……."

Mordred’s pretty face darkened, veins popped on his forehead, and a twisted smile appeared on his face.

"Zheng——!"

Raising his hand and grasping the broad hilt hanging behind his back, Mordred stared at Roy eagerly like a lion ready to hunt, laughing wildly:

"Since you think you are a little better than me, then come and give it a try, pretty boy!"

"Well, give it a try? I don’t mind, what do you think, Saber?" Roy did not respond to Mordred immediately, but smiled and looked at Saber.

"Mordred, you are too presumptuous!"

Saber’s face was as cold as ice, staring at Mordred with dissatisfaction and scolding.

She didn’t expect that Mordred, this naughty kid, would be so presumptuous in front of her. Does she still have her "father" and king in her eyes?

The most important thing is, this girl dared to provoke Roy?

Who does she think she is? The Lord God?

The problem is that those Lord Gods are nothing in front of Roy!

Thinking that Mordred actually thinks he is better than Roy, Saber can’t help but feel an unusual headache.

This child has no self-awareness at all. Is he spoiled? Should she train another heir?

"Father, I…"

Being scolded by his admired father, Mordred suddenly wilted like an eggplant hit by frost, with grievances written all over his face.

Saber did not feel distressed because of her attitude. He interrupted her without hesitation and shouted coldly:

"Mordred, you are not Mr. Roy’s opponent. He just doesn’t care about you, a child. Don’t be so unreasonable!"

"Hu…657…Be unreasonable? Is this how you see me, father?"

Mordred’s eyes widened, full of astonishment, panic and grief.

She never thought that she would get such a bad evaluation from her admired father. (To read the violent novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Saber did not think that he said anything wrong, but just frowned slightly: "Why, what did I say wrong? You don’t really think you are better than Mr. Roy?"

"……."

Mordred did not reply immediately.

She subconsciously looked at Roy, and then she saw that handsome face looking at her with a playful smile.

The teasing look instantly made Mordred angry, and he couldn’t stop surging.

"I don’t believe it! Father! I can’t be weaker than an unknown guy!"

Gnashing his teeth, Mordred stared at Roy and shouted: "I want to duel with you! Now! Right here!".