The birth of Mordred completely changed the atmosphere inside the villa.
Originally, it had only been Artoria, Gaea, Galacta, Morgan, and the occasional visitors. Now, there was a tiny little life whose every movement unconsciously attracted everyone's attention.
Especially Galacta.
Ever since discovering that babies could laugh, cry, and even grab people's fingers with unbelievable strength, she had become completely obsessed with Mordred.
"..."
Artoria leaned against the sofa, silently watching Galacta crawl around the floor with a colorful toy in her hand.
"Mordred! Look over here!"
"Ya!"
The little girl happily waved both hands.
Seeing the baby smile at her, Galacta's purple eyes instantly lit up.
"So cute!"
She immediately reached forward.
Unfortunately...
The moment she tried to pick Mordred up—
"Waaah!"
The baby immediately burst into tears.
"..."
Galacta froze.
She slowly turned toward Artoria.
"...Again."
Artoria sighed.
"You've scared her again."
"I didn't even do anything."
Galacta looked wronged.
"I only wanted to hug her."
Artoria reached over and gently picked Mordred up.
Almost instantly, the crying stopped.
The little girl buried herself in Artoria's chest, rubbing her face against the familiar warmth before happily grabbing Artoria's hair.
"..."
Galacta felt another arrow pierce her heart.
"So unfair..."
"Why does she only like you?"
Artoria chuckled.
"Maybe because children can tell who's reliable."
"I am reliable!"
Galacta protested immediately.
"I've destroyed fewer planets this month."
"..."
The room suddenly became silent.
Even Gaea couldn't help rubbing her forehead.
"Galacta."
"What?"
"That isn't something to be proud of."
"...Oh."
Galacta lowered her head in disappointment.
Artoria couldn't help laughing.
Sometimes this cosmic girl really was more innocent than Mordred.
Not far away, Morgan quietly watched everything.
Unlike everyone else's relaxed expressions...
Morgan's eyes never left the little child.
Mordred.
Even after hearing the name dozens of times today...
It still hurt.
The crimson battlefield...
Broken holy swords...
Camelot burning beneath endless flames...
Her sister lying in a pool of blood...
Every memory surged back like an unstoppable tide.
"..."
Morgan slowly clenched her fist.
That child...
The child she had created in another world...
Had destroyed everything.
Even though she knew...
This Mordred wasn't that Mordred.
She still couldn't stop herself from comparing them.
The name itself felt like a curse.
"..."
Artoria noticed Morgan's silence.
She gently handed Mordred to Gaea before walking over.
"Still thinking about it?"
Morgan smiled bitterly.
"I thought I'd already accepted it."
"But seeing this child..."
"I remembered everything."
Artoria remained silent.
She understood.
No one understood Morgan's regrets better than she did.
The fall of Britain wasn't caused by one person.
Neither Morgan...
Nor Mordred...
Nor even Artoria herself.
History had simply chosen the cruelest ending.
After a long silence, Artoria gently patted Morgan's shoulder.
"This child deserves her own future."
Morgan lowered her head.
"...I know."
"I know better than anyone."
"That's why..."
"I don't want history to repeat itself."
Meanwhile...
Gaea was feeding Mordred spoonful after spoonful of magically enriched milk.
The little girl happily swallowed everything.
"..."
Galacta sat nearby with sparkling eyes.
"So babies eat this much?"
"Mm."
Gaea nodded proudly.
"My daughter has an excellent appetite."
Galacta stared at Mordred.
Then at Artoria.
Then back at Mordred.
"..."
She suddenly asked,
"Can babies only be born once?"
Gaea blinked.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean..."
Galacta scratched her head honestly.
"You already have one."
"So..."
"Can Artoria have another?"
"..."
The spoon froze halfway to Mordred's mouth.
Artoria nearly choked on the tea she had just taken.
Morgan's eyelid twitched.
Only Galacta looked completely serious.
"I also want a baby."
"One that's as cute as Mordred."
"I'll spoil her every day."
"I'll buy her planets."
"I'll even build her a galaxy-sized playground."
"..."
Nobody knew how to respond.
Even Gaea was stunned.
"...Absolutely not."
"Why?"
Galacta looked confused.
"You already have one."
"I don't."
"That's unfair."
"..."
Artoria covered her face.
She was beginning to understand why Gaea had warned everyone to keep an eye on Galacta.
The girl's common sense was completely broken.
That night...
The villa gradually became quiet.
Everyone returned to their rooms.
Only Morgan remained standing alone beneath the moonlight.
She looked through the window.
Inside the room...
Artoria was gently rocking Mordred to sleep.
The little girl smiled peacefully in her mother's arms.
"..."
Morgan watched for a very long time.
Then...
A thought quietly appeared.
"If..."
"I could create another child..."
"A child who would never betray Artoria..."
"A child who would always stand beside her..."
"..."
Morgan slowly narrowed her eyes.
The more she thought about it...
The more feasible it seemed.
Unlike the previous Mordred...
This time...
She wouldn't make the same mistake again.
She quietly turned her gaze toward another room.
Behind that door...
Someone possessed technology capable of accomplishing what even magic could not.
Galacta.
Morgan's lips slowly curved upward.
"It seems..."
"I should pay our little alien a visit."
Outside, the moonlight remained tranquil.
Inside the villa...
No one knew that a brand-new scheme was already beginning to take shape.
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