Era of Heroic Spirits: I Was Exposed by Alaya

Fuyuki City.

The site of the bilateral talks.

Qin Shi Huang suppressed endless laughter, though the corners of his lips curled upward uncontrollably.

This truly delighted him to the extreme.

The so-called perfect king actually had such a past—a scandalous history that could shock the world.

Alaya, you've done splendidly!

After The Sacred Round Table Domain finished playing, the once-confident British delegation now looked as though their entire worldview had been shattered.

It seemed that when he visited the Master's home tomorrow for New Year's greetings, he could have a good laugh about this.

Zhuge Liang also lightly fanned himself with his feather fan, hiding his face to prevent himself from laughing aloud.

Heaven's timing, geographical advantage, and human harmony—all three were on his side!

Alaya's video had exposed King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table's dark history, laying bare their secrets.

It was like a slap to the face, instantly deflating their momentum and leaving them at a complete disadvantage in the negotiations.

Zhuge Liang was already calculating how best to fleece—

Ah, no, how to warmly and amicably treat their friends from Britain.

After all, China was nothing more than a harmless little white rabbit, while the other side was a mighty bull.

They'd just ask for a tiny bit more!

Perhaps they could demand all of Britain's high-end industries outright?

It might even be worth considering forcing King Arthur or Mordred to marry the Imperial Tutor, compelling a political marriage.

That way, they could openly plunder—

No, the other side would willingly offer it up!

As a soft and adorable little white rabbit, how could I possibly have any ill intentions?

On the other side.

After watching the video, the British delegation fell into silence.

Especially Gawain, who trembled with rage: "Damn you, Nameless! I'll never let you off!"

That bastard had learned assassination techniques from King Hassan and used them to ambush and kill him.

Being ambushed wasn't the main issue.

The real problem was how the guy kept mocking him repeatedly—

"Only knows how to make terrible mashed potatoes!"

"Sir Gawain, did eating mashed potatoes rot your brain?"

After killing him, he even sighed: "Gawain, you really have gone stupid from eating too much mashed potatoes!"

Adding insult to injury?

Each mocking phrase felt like a knife stabbing into his heart.

He simply couldn't accept it.

This was his proudest signature dish.

Even King Arthur used to eat quite a lot of it back in the day.

Gawain's veins bulged on his hands: "Damn you, Nameless! Once I find you, I'll make you eat mashed potatoes every day, every meal, five times a day!"

The dignified Sun Knight now showed no restraint in his murderous intent.

Just then.

He suddenly felt a chilling killing intent directed at him.

That face identical to the King's was staring intently at him: "Gawain! So all those times you made me eat mashed potatoes, you were actually tricking me!"

Mordred, after watching the video, glared at him furiously.

If they weren't at the China-Britain talks, she would have already drawn Clarent.

This damn Sun Knight had repeatedly lied to her, saying that eating lots of potatoes would help her develop a generous figure like her father's.

Turns out, it was all a scam!

"Impossible! I'm the Sun Knight who represents fairness and justice!" Gawain laughed awkwardly.

Back then, it wasn't just him who tricked her.

There was Tristan, Agravain, and many other Round Table Knights.

Except for Bedivere, the truly perfect knight, all the other Knights of the Round Table were in on it!

"You just wait!"

Mordred chose to let the other party go—for now.

She glared at the video with equal frustration.

It could be said that this "Holy Round Table Domain" video had completely exposed her darkest moments.

A dignified Knight of the Round Table, shamelessly toyed with by some nameless fool.

He had promised to take her away after defeating the Lion King, yet in the end, he abandoned her completely.

Mordred couldn't help but grind her teeth.

Damn that Nameless bastard—when she found him, she'd bite him a few times first!

But right now, there was something more important.

Her gaze shifted to her father beside her. "My dear father, Nameless helped you time and time again, yet you were the one who cast him aside—even tried to kill him!"

"What are you trying to say?" King Arthur's saintly blue eyes remained calm as they met hers.

This scene instantly reminded Mordred of the terrifying divine pressure she had faced from the Lion King.

Without hesitation, she locked eyes with her. "What I mean is—since you abandoned him willingly, don't even think about competing with me for him! Should we proceed with the plan from before?"

China had been cold-shouldering Britain's pleas for help, greedily demanding more concessions.

So, back then, Mordred had told her father: "For Britain, I am willing to sacrifice everything—even if it means marrying the Imperial Tutor of China, thousands of miles away, to secure an alliance!"

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