Chapter 132: Eradicating Internal Strife, Planning the Expedition
[They basically have the same face]
[It's normal for Mordred to resemble Artoria, as they share a close blood relationship]
[As you walked]
[You felt your fingers being tugged. Turning your head, you saw Mordred, nervous like a startled cub, quickly retract her hand]
[Her fair face was flushed red]
[Seeing this, you smiled gently and extended your hand to Mordred]
"Some things, if you don't say them, people won't understand. Whatever you want to do, Mordred, just tell me."
"Father... can I hold your hand?"
"Of course."
Moran took her small hand.
Something as simple as this, which would be normal for any child, she approached with such nervousness and anticipation.