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"What are your plans next?" After leaving the volcano seal, the three of them met with Beowulf who was guarding outside.

"Take this opportunity to test the Thunder King." Medea looked at Artoria who was silent, sighed secretly, and then said, "Think about a way to see if we can retrieve the Sword of Alaya."

"Don't hold too much hope." Yuko Yihara said indifferently, "Caesar's impression of us is extremely poor. Be careful not to steal chickens and lose rice. The Holy White Lotus has been freed recently. If it really doesn't work, let her do it for her."

"Let's try it out." Medea nodded, then shrugged, "While Caesar hasn't reacted yet-or else he knew that Artoria's disappearance was related to us, and things will be difficult to deal with in the future."

"Hmph." Artoria snorted softly, without commenting, Beowulf said coldly, "Don't forget your promise, witch."

"Understand, everything is in my control." The betrayal witch made a reassuring gesture, turned to Yuko Ichihara and said, "Let's go back to the Camelo King City and find time to visit the noble His Majesty the King."

"Yeah." Yuko Yihara nodded and agreed. Just as she was about to open the dimensional channel, her face suddenly changed and she looked into the distance.

Then, Beowulf said lightly: "The earth is shaking, ten miles away. There are nearly a thousand cavalrymen, all of whom are professionals."

Medea suddenly turned his head and stared at Artoria. The Knight King was also surprised. Then he calmly said: "It has nothing to do with me."

"It really has nothing to do with her." Among the three, Yuko Ichihara had the strongest perception, "...there is only one eighth level, that woman. Neither Russell, the witch, or the mutated alcoholic, came. What did she want to do?"

"If this is the case, it will be inconvenient to use the dimensional channel. That woman can track it down through the fate star chart. It's a lot of trouble. But since there is no other eighth level on the side, we don't need to worry." Medea thought for a while, then said, "Secretly. Look at what she wants to do, Artoria, don't forget what you promised me."

"Don't worry, I won't regret what I promised. What's more, you can threaten me, right?" Artoria looked deep in the distance, with her eyesight, only to see a line of black waves whistling from the distance. "I hope you don't do anything too much. Otherwise, you will die here today."

"Haha." Medea chuckled. Then he stood up with his bare hands, and the purple light film suddenly spread, covering everyone.

The four of them did not deliberately hide because Medea's hidden magic is a kind of magical formation. In this regard, her attainments are unique in the world. Even if CC wants to detect it, it is difficult for the betrayal witch to jokingly say, "I want to see, she comes over with a lot of miscellaneous soldiers. What do you want to do? It's such an inexplicable guy."

"It's better to be careful. Maybe Russell and the others are hiding in the secret, so don't get into a trick." Yuko Yiyuan woke up.

Nearly a thousand cavalrymen roared in the distance. Although their abilities were not uniform, they were all professionals. Such large-scale high-end forces gathered together. Even the witch and the dwarf king frowned. Artoria was even more surprised because she saw too many people who could not have been able to get together. The Royal Knights' Regiment were full of factions, and the nobles of the Noble House gathered together. The MI6 and the Royal Special Service were dissatisfied with each other. The Dragon Spear Army and the Garrison Army fought each other every three days... But now they were gathered together, and they were in order, and they were not rushing or colliding?

"Medea! Yiyuan Yuzi! I know it's you! And Artoria! I know you're here!" The troops were stationed in a plain, and the professionals were excellent riders, driving the mount under their seats, and the cc came out, and the voice was sent from afar, "Medea! I don't know how you can make Artoria surrender again! But that doesn't matter! Today I came with all those who wished to come, just to let Artoria see that her country is willing to follow her subjects. All the sacrifices and justice she has made so far are not meaningless! Because we are here!"

"...It hurts." Medea looked entangled, "Can you be assimilated by their IQ after staying with humans for a long time? That woman actually started to take the ignition route? Is her head broken?"

"..." Artoria sighed softly. Although she was moved for a moment,...

"Don't worry too much, Medea, since I have agreed, I will not go back on my word." Artoria moved her gaze away and stopped looking at the crowd in the distance. She slowly clenched her fists.

"Elm head." Yuko Ichihara laughed coldly, even Beowulf was a little amused and crying.

cc screamed twice, then sighed. She waved her hand back, and everyone smiled knowingly, and at the same time pulled out the weapons at their waists. A tone of gold and iron roaring across the sky, writing their own will under the blue sky.

The low and solemn whispers seemed to slowly come from ancient times in the wind.

"The dawn of the Holy Light begins to watch from today. As long as this world needs knights one day, the Holy Fire will never be extinguished. I will not enjoy glory, do not fight for favor, I will keep my creed and life and death. I am the iron shield to protect the country, I am the sharp sword that pierces the darkness, I guard the city walls, fight in the battlefield, I dedicate my life and glory to the Holy Light. Only justice in this life, this is like this, every day, and I will never bow my head."

"This is..." Artoria suddenly raised her head. She saw that the sky was as blue as the sea, and the mountains were as picturesque as thousands of miles. Against the backdrop of the snow-capped mountains and the sky, a group of the most rebellious beings held in their hands, and recited the oath of the Holy Light solemnly and humbly.

——What are you doing? She felt the softest corner of her heart suddenly touched.

The nobles with disagreements stood together, and the soldiers who were dissatisfied with each other stood together. Professionals of different beliefs stood together, and they liberated their soul tree and inheritance power at the same time. The colorful magic patterns slowly flowed, and the power fluctuations of nearly a thousand people were guided by the holy light covenant recited in their mouths to form a harmonious solemn song. In front of her, she seemed to have returned to the past. She made the first oath under the guidance of the mentor and the mother king. She couldn't help but open her mouth and silently recited with everyone's recitation: "I'm sure

Here we swear: From today on, we will use the knight's way to be the eternal belief in this life, protect the weak with sword and shield, and drive away evil with the holy light. Humility, honesty, mercy, bravery, justice, sacrifice, honor, and spirit. The eight virtues will never be forgotten. I will protect all weak, I will punish all evil, I will become the incarnation of justice. I will swear to protect everyone who needs to be guarded, I am a knight, this is a vow rather than nobility, this is power rather than power, this is glory rather than show. This is my life choice, to live for it, and to die for it."

The knights, nobles, and ordinary soldiers gathered here, or professionals from various holy places gathered here. They raised their weapons and whispered the knight's oath solemnly. This oath was made by Greedwald, the first Paladin, thousands of years ago. It has been passed down for thousands of years and is almost known to everyone. At this moment, every warrior present, no matter what faith he has, no matter what he believes in, is reading the oath of glory, just to find a girl who has lost herself, that is, their king.

Tears have quietly swept across, and the strong girl finally left a real tear for ten years. In the haze of tears, she could feel the surging and sincere power coming from the opposite side, which was what she had been pursuing...

——I originally thought that she would never really get the most sincere bond between the monarch and the minister.

At this moment, it was actually presented in front of her in such a real and dreamy way. More than 80% of Brittany's professions were gathering in front of her, reciting the knight's creed. The colorful heralds of power gathered together to form a mysterious and shaking wonder scene. Such harmonious resonance has not appeared on this land for a long time.

The unison of shouting and reading continued, but the content suddenly changed: "With this body, I offer my loyalty to death, the great and only king, I would like to be the sword and shield in your hand, to dispel darkness, to fight back evil, and to keep the oath of unyielding! Please lead us away from killing and sorrow, and to give up greed and arrogance! Use the king's will as a red torch, illuminate the road ahead, open up territory in thorns, pursue freedom in the darkness, and to stand here. I would like to ask, are you willing to be our king!"

"I...I..." Artoria trembled and could not make a sound. The people who made the oath made a low call: "Where is King! King, what is King! King, what is King!"

——The king must walk in front and let everyone see the king's back. Then they will see the direction of their progress, only then will they know that there is a way ahead, only then will they know that fear is like clouds and smoke, and only then will they understand that the road in front of them is not lonely. Because the king's back is like a torch, releasing the light that shines everything and guiding everyone's direction of progress, so the subjects will be fearless.

——If you are king in this life, you will definitely be in debt to your subjects in your previous life. When you bring prosperity to this country, what awaits you will be eternal loneliness. A benevolent monarch is destined to be loneliness, and a tyrant is destined to be lonely. How to choose depends on your original heart.

——Caiser, I cannot be like you. My subjects are not as strong as your subjects. They have too many flaws, but this cannot be my reason to give up on them. No one should be given up, no one should be despised, and protecting the weak is the reason for the existence of the strong. Have you seen... Cowards, greedy, conspirators... They always have thousands of weaknesses, but they will eventually burst into light that makes everyone look at each other. Seeing them like this, I understand... The persistence of these years is not meaningless, because no matter what... no matter what...

"The king is here! The king is here!" Artoria wiped away the tears on her face fiercely. The holy light burst out, and the white breath echoed the call from a distance. The girl fell on a rock. The silver armor flashed with warm light. The blue war skirt made a violent sound in the wind. Almost all her strength. Artoria roared out a vow of victory, "I! Artoria Pandorgon! The daughter of Yuser! The King of Britania! Today, she succeeded the throne of Britania in the name of Artoria. It is not a choice, not an inheritance, but I want to protect every subject and protect everyone in this country! I ask you. Would you like to be my sword?"

"That's it! That's it! That's it!" Cheers like raging waves came.

"Then!" Artoria raised her hand, but the next moment, she seemed to feel something and looked at the east. There, a golden light flashed and then, the magic power swept into an amazing light.

That's a sword.

The sacred sword was engraved with the oath of victory. It roared from the horizon in the distance with the unrivaled king's glory. A golden rainbow broke through the dark clouds in the sky and rushed towards Artoria. The golden sword made the heaven and earth suddenly lose its color. In everyone's eyes, Artoria showed surprise, but she extended her hand to the sword light without hesitation.

Because the Paladin's eyes were enough to support her to see the scenery there, the figure that made her feel at ease was smiling at her.

Finally caught up - breaking your sword, this is a new sword to compensate you. The sword name vows to win, and use it well.

I understand, thank you - next, let's see mine. This is the war in Brittania.

The girl's delicate jade hand held the hilt of the sword intertwined with blue and gold. The sword edge of the Saint King Sword Excalibur is like a pool of autumn water. The sword body pattern is engraved with mysterious and ancient fairy carvings, and suddenly it bursts with dazzling golden light. Artoria couldn't help but raise her hand. The sword was summoning the sun's light, and the sun fire god light roared down, and under the refraction of the sword body, swept out a circle of dazzling light. At this moment, countless warriors' creeds crossed time and space, gathered on the girl, and put on a golden robe for her.

All the sounds completely dissipated, and the silent shock echoed between the heaven and earth. The shouts of soldiers, the chanting of knights, and the whistling of the sky wind were all gone far away at this moment. Everyone was trapped in silent silence. In the starry sky, countless great heroes, on the earth, knights with dreams, and countless sacred wills turned their eyes to this petite but strong figure. Her body was straight, pointing straight to the sky like a sword. The sword in her hand was a hundred times more gorgeous than the sword of the Heavenly Chosen, and it bloomed with the pure divine light that belonged only to her.

This is the glory of King Arthur, called the magic sword that vows victory, which connects the past, present, future, all dreams, all justice, all ideals, unparalleled achievements in the world, the unique king, more radiant than the sun, more brilliant gems, transcends the shackles of time and space, and will never dissipate - this is the reason why all righteous, ideal, and martyr contribute everything to this, the light that dispels all darkness.

This is the figure of the king who illuminates the darkness.

The Sword of Victory and the Oath dyed her armor pure white, and her disguised blonde hair did not coil up, but was tied into a simple ponytail. At a moment, she raised the King's Sword in her hand high. The name of the Holy King's Sword is worthy of this. The great king looked down at her subjects.

So sacred, so perfect, without pretentious majesty, and without pretending to be deep scrutiny, the moment he held the Saint King's sword, the pure white knight had put down all his heart and appeared in front of everyone in the most perfect posture.

The next moment, the roaring sound spread, and countless thunderous cheers and roars swept across the entire Kalam mountain. The nobles, knights, soldiers, professions, and the king's glory shone on everyone's faces, dispelling the haze deep in the soul. Perhaps after this battle, there may be various conspiracies and intrigues between them, but at this moment, they roared and shouted out the throbbing and touching in their hearts. At this moment, they bravely defeated cowardice and conscience.

Fear, justice defeated selfish desires. In the past, the ancestors of human beings faced with the chaos of hundreds of races and the invasion of hell, crossed layers of rivers of time and came upon them. On the earth of Britannia, only tears filled the cry of heaven resounded through heaven: "Long live! The King of Selected in Britannia! Long live! The King of Sword King Paladin! Long live! The king of kingdoms! Long live! Long live! The only legal monarch of Celtic! Long live! Long live! Long live! Long live! Long live! Long live! Long live!”

——Bastard! What’s going on! What’s going on! It’s clearly a group of ridiculous humans!

The betrayal witch glared at Yuko Ichihara and Beowulf in anger: "What are you two doing? Why don't you stop her! Why don't you stop her! Do you know how troublesome the next thing will become?"

"Don't you also see it in a daze? Do you remember the situation when you fought side by side with humans ten thousand years ago?" Beowulf looked at her and then said, "...The girl's path has just begun. It's a waste to make her into Alaya. Ten years of turning into a cocoon into a butterfly is such a lucky guy."

"I agree." Yuko Yihara was silent for a moment, then said, "I remembered them."

"Hey hey hey! Didn't you see it? We are already on the tip of the knife! If you are not careful, you will go to the underworld to see them!" Medea was furious. Before he could react, the cc had already turned his heart like lightning and saw the hidden position of the three of them. The towering star map suddenly bloomed behind her. The starlight gathered, the star light was like shuttles, the strings were like songs, and the light was like rain. The long roar of the witch of fate resounded through the sky: "The enemy is 736 meters in the direction of six o'clock! Take action! Kill without mercy!"

"Kill!" After a brief stagnation, even more roaring shouts of killing sounded through the sky, arrows thrust into the strings, and the power of magic gathered in the sky. The warriors needed to use a refreshing battle to burn the long-silent soul. Cecilia had already soared into the sky, and the I-armor of the Gate of Judgment unfolded brilliantly, fierce vitality roared out, pouring in the direction of the three.

"Are you going to join in the fun?" Medea's light shield flew over, blocking the angrily shot of the light column. Looking at Cecilia who was rising into the air and spreading her blue armor, she said coldly, "But with her sixth-level body, relying solely on the power of the artifacts to challenge the eighth-level strongman, the Judgment is more crazy than the next generation!"

"If you want to fight, fight, so much nonsense!" Cecilia retreated backwards. She was a medium and long distance firepower player. When fighting alone, keeping distance is the top priority. The steel wings behind her escaped from the six floating shuttles and opened the weapon port of the jet.

"In this world, the persistence of nothingness is just a deadly poison. Whoever believes will die? The knight's way that Gredwald advocates throughout his life may protect humanity from the killing of iron and blood, allowing all those who are willing to die for racial freedom and future, but cannot save the souls that have become more depraved after stability... Even if you call back Artoria, she..." Medea frowned, "Watering poison to quench thirst, she strengthened her belief at this time, which will only lead to a more fierce counterattack in the future."

Cecilia suddenly laughed, with endless contempt and contempt in her laughter. Medea frowned and said, "What are you laughing at?"

"Of course you are laughing..." Cecilia sneered and raised the sniper rifle in her hand. Six floating shuttles were sucking and spitting out the light of destruction behind her. The light blue of the armor once again made an attacking posture, "...The heartless King Arthur, what a ridiculous accusation. Do you think the sacrifice and decision made by the king is just for the so-called knight's way, the so-called king's way? You were wrong... you were all wrong... The king once hurt her closest relatives, and turned against her friends she finally got. She made a mistake.

Many things have failed many times... But, from beginning to end, her power comes only from sorrow rather than desire. No matter how others evaluate it, no matter how much they lose more and more, she loves the innocent weak. Such a king is just a fool like a saint, but it is such a king Arthur who has only the glory of the Knight King. It is precisely because of this that we, those of us with simple and only beliefs, gather before the round table and die generously for her. It is precisely because of this that you will definitely lose today, witches!"

As if echoing her words, the six floating shuttles emitted dazzling lights at the same time. Cecilia soared into the sky, and the shuttles flew around, and round by round light wipers, gathering into the light of destruction. The girl raised the heavy magic sniper and sprayed out the beam of destruction. On the earth, the soldiers roared angryly, and the earth vibrated, and the colorful mysterious light soared into the sky, wrapped in an unparalleled murderous intent, and rushed towards the direction of the three. To be continued...m
Chapter completed!