This is My Heroic Path

According to the news spread by other races, Vortigern has not died, and he has not yet appeared, but it does not mean that he will not return.People's hearts have already had a physical fear of that despicable king. Even though King Arthur's speech was impassioned, they still felt a little uneasy when they thought of Vortigern who might return in the future.

"The pressure brought by Vortigern is still too great." King Boles shook his head and said in a low voice.

It can only be said that the young King Arthur underestimated Vortigern's position in people's hearts too much. When that king ruled alien races in the past, a huge shadow seemed to cover the whole country. No one would not be afraid of Vortigern's name. .

"King Arthur is still too young and vigorous, so he doesn't understand the horror of Vortigern?" Another king whispered.Even for him, when he hears the name Vortigern, he still has some psychological shadows, let alone ordinary civilians.

"After all, it's King Arthur, how high-spirited~" King Marco smiled, looking at An Zhiyu with a trace of mockery in his eyes.

He is Tristan's uncle, and he once had the chance to become King Arthur, but because of the so-called "the one who draws the sword becomes the king", he has no chance to compete for the throne. He can only watch this young man pull out the sword in the stone and become King Arthur. When I saw King Arthur in a predicament, I naturally gloated in my heart.

"It's a little troublesome..." Morgan frowned, looking at the young man standing in front of the crowd.

If you continue to follow the content of the speech now, it will inevitably make some people lose confidence in King Arthur, and they don't even have the ability to control the field. How can they lead a country?

What's more, there are still kings watching him now.

But the best way now is probably to continue to read the speech according to the speech, pretending not to notice the depression of the people below, and letting the award ceremony go on normally is enough.

After all, their purpose from the very beginning was to crush the rumors spread by the alien race. Although doing so now is a bit of an escape, it is the best way at present.

"What are you looking down at?" But at this moment, An Zhiyu's voice suddenly sounded.

"Answer me, what can you see with your heads down?!"

Everyone froze for a moment, some kind of fear from the bottom of their hearts dispelled a little in An Zhiyu's words just now.

"Look up!" King Arthur's voice sounded from the bottom of their hearts.

In An Zhiyu's words, the commoners raised their heads to look at the man standing on the top floor of the palace. Although his appearance was a little green, those dark pupils seemed to be burning with fiery fire.

Morgan Le Fay stared blankly at the young man in front of him, his eyes changed slightly.

Skaha, who was sitting on the right, was also watching An Zhiyu. After she showed surprise, her red eyes soon revealed a hint of relief.

I don't have stage fright at this time, it seems that I have really grown up a lot.

Under the somewhat bewildered eyes of the commoners, An Zhiyu's voice resounded again: "More than ten years ago, Britain was in turmoil. The previous king was defeated, and our territory occupied most of it."

"Our soldiers fought on the front line and guarded one side of their homeland with their last blood. It is because of their dedication that we are what we are today."

"The sacrifices of the former people have become the cornerstone of our victory. Today is different from the past. Britain has grown stronger. We will definitely regain our own territory. Those lost lands will eventually return, no matter what the enemy uses. All kinds of conspiracy and rumors , I will also lead the Knights of the Round Table to crush these conspiracies."

"...Even if Vortigern returns, I will repel it!" An Zhiyu's voice was firm, and it also made the shadows in people's hearts shrouded in sunlight, and their eyes gradually became hot from the original dazed .

An Zhiyu's expression remained unchanged, he looked around, and countless eyes fell on him.

His body was trembling slightly, it wasn't because he was nervous, but he felt that the blood in his veins seemed to be burning hot under these fiery gazes.

He clenched his fist, crumpled the speech in his hand, and threw it vigorously towards the sunlight in front of him.

boom!

The magic power exploded in an instant, and the paper balls scattered like fireworks, like fine snow in the sun.

"Long live Great Britain!"

People looked up at the shredded papers all over the sky. After a short silence, a burst of warm cheers broke out from the crowd.

"King Arthur!"

"King Arthur!"

"King Arthur!"

The sound continued for a long time, until An Zhiyu raised his hand, the cheers below gradually died down.

Looking at the countless gazes below, An Zhiyu said calmly:

"Then, the award ceremony begins now."

Chapter 152 Morgan Rebellion?

The awarding ceremony officially began, ranging from the Knights of the Round Table to the tribal leaders, down to some nobles and warriors who have fought countless battles. However, because of the difference in accumulated military exploits, the badges and rewards issued will also be quite different.

However, this is a kind of honor, no matter whether it is rewarded or not, it will be the capital to brag about in the future, so basically everyone cherishes the badge issued by King Arthur himself.

After the awarding ceremony of the Knights of the Round Table, An Zhiyu began to issue badges to the tribal leaders. Arturia was always by her side. She was a court deacon and a member of the Knights of the Round Table. Although she was petite, But the temperament he exudes is not to be underestimated. No one would think that the person who can follow King Arthur will be an ordinary person.

"Thank you, King Arthur." Milo smiled sweetly. His smile was so kind and charming that many of the nobles below focused their attention on this girl with a gentle smile.

If you can marry this tribal leader, it is equivalent to getting a territory, and this is a sweet-looking girl who is eye-catching no matter what.

An Zhiyu just nodded slightly, then walked to the next tribal leader and pinned the platinum badge on the tribal leader's shoulder.

Everyone was watching this scene, and almost everyone looked very excited. This was King Arthur's first honorary ceremony, and I don't know how long it will be until the next time.

Moreover, next time it may not be the badge awarded by King Arthur himself. It can be said that this is a great honor. If you are a commoner, it is equivalent to turning yourself into a noble directly, and you will get great material and spiritual satisfaction.

An Zhiyu walked towards the fifth tribal leader, Artoria handed over the fifth finely crafted badge, An Zhiyu stepped forward, and was about to pin the badge on the tribal leader's shoulder.

"Wait!"

But at this moment, the tribal leader raised his hand to stop An Zhiyu from moving.

Almost everyone was shocked by the actions of the leader of the clan. Now it is an important ceremony for King Arthur to award the badge. Even if there are any doubts, they should wait until the ceremony is over before raising questions. But the leader of the tribe actually spoke at this time up.

An Zhiyu narrowed his eyes, but still kept smiling, "Duke Bell, do you have any questions?"