The white-haired magician closed his bleeding eyes and smiled softly. He already knew the purpose of Chaldea's coming here.

"Of course it's on the other side of the sea, your terrifying enemy—the son of the white dragon."

"'Son of the White Dragon'? "

Matthew tilted his head.

She was systematically taught the history of humanity in Chaldea.

The battle between the British red dragon and the Saxon white dragon is such a classic history that it has been adapted and sung by various legends and poems.

but

"—I have never heard that the humble king Vutigeng left any heirs in history,"

Matthew browsed the news report from Gary,

"In the history of pan-humanity, Vortigern finally died under the crusade of King Arthur and the Round Table, and he will never be seen again."

"It's the demon concubine Morgan." Merlin smiled and said, "I bred a son of the red dragon like Lily, and took away her seat of king.

"She doesn't seem too convinced. So she conspired with Vortigern to cultivate such a son of the white dragon."

"——now she is the princess of the son of the white dragon. Haha, I have to say, this witch is really good at playing."

Merlin's joking tone seemed to be teasing, light and airy.

The chaotic family relationship in Britain made Lixiang and Matthew look at each other, blushing slightly.

The red-haired girl rubbed her eyebrows, and began to exchange information with Chaldea's Da Vinci sauce.

"So that's how it turned out, the one-shot of the demon concubine Morgan caused such a huge deviation in history."

Fujimaru Tatsuka murmured.

"That's right, when you think about it carefully, her motives are very reasonable—because Merlin, you created a son of the red dragon like King Arthur, so she also wants to create such a son of the white dragon.

"Being robbed of the throne creates a feeling of comparison, which is human nature.

"This "son of the white dragon" may be the root cause of the formation of the singularity. "

The red-haired girl caught the key point.

"However, simply adding one more character is not enough to deflect the foundational value of humanism to the point of "ERROR", what else did the son of the white dragon do? "

"It's hard to say"

Nightmare sighed.

"You can stay in the city for a while, and you can find out about those things by asking the ministers in Orkney County."

The group stopped and looked up at the gorgeous chalk castle in front of them.

This is the palace of King Arthur today.

"If you want to know the situation, you can go in directly, Mr. Lixiang~ It is enough to explain your purpose to the round table, Lily is now

If you don't want to see me, I'll stay a step ahead. "

"Hey."

Matthew was a little surprised.

"Mr. Merlin is such a gentle person, is she actually hated by King Arthur?"

The voice just fell.

The furry little snow-white beast came out of Matthew's arms, lay on her shoulder, and grinned at Merlin.

"Merlin die!"

"Ah ha ha"

Merlin held up his hands in surrender.

"Because it interferes with her feelings, this kind of thing is the last thing to persuade. If it is you, you must understand?"

Nightmare left a meaningful smile, and the figure dissipated into flower petals.

The subtext in those words made the senior and the junior look at each other involuntarily, and their cheeks flushed again.

They live and die together along the way, and they are willing to sacrifice their lives for each other. Is this just a simple friendship?

"Yes, it's a love-hate entanglement. I seem to understand a little bit."

Muttering such words.

Fujimaru Tachika seemed to recall the determination on the face of that dark king.

She was familiar with that look.

Because, she herself is actually the same.

That was the expression on the face of destroying the world and saving one person.

"Five months have passed."

"Morgan still hasn't returned."

"You push your daughter, swinging on the swing for her laughing in the garden, and gradually feel a chill approaching."

"Even in an environment of two hundred degrees below zero, you can survive without hindrance. This chill does not come from the environment, but from the bottom of your heart—that is the intuition of an ultimate creature."

"Something must have happened to Morgan."

"You really want to go to the Inner Sea of ​​Stars to find your wife, but as the son of the white dragon, you can feel that resistance all the time—like Vortigern, you are also rejected by the Inner Sea of ​​Stars."

"What's more, you must now be stationed in Londinium, this huge fortified city, and only you can be the final line of defense for Vortigern."

"Above the sky, there are vague, spiral clouds that are brewing and converging, with a deadly gray color. The center of those swirling clouds is like a hole in the world."

"You have a vague premonition—it doesn't take two years, but within a month, Dad is about to pull out the Holy Lance."

"As if your premonition came true."

"Sudden battle reports came from the front line."

"King Arthur assembled an unprecedented Celtic army and began to cross the sea, launching a fierce charge towards the Kingdom of Anza."

"Her army is majestic and majestic. This campaign has almost exhausted all the national strength. It seems to be trying to go deep in one fell swoop and directly penetrate to the center of Londinium."

"You moved to the front line, passing the order of passive defense."

"The time for the decisive battle is coming. You understand that Arturia will seize this last chance to kill Vortigern. On such a battlefield, the stacking of ordinary people has no meaning to her."

"So what about fleeing, so what about fleeing, ordinary people are afraid of death, even you yourself-you know that the Anza people don't have the same heart with you, but the civilians can save one death after all, and don't hurt And being innocent is a good thing."

"Morgan is not here, and the only person in this entire country who can stand in her way, the only line of defense, is you who is known as the Salary King—Alvin Pendragon."

"King Arthur led the Knights of the Round Table, and the army was unimpeded all the way through the Kingdom of Anza. Every time they reached a city, they encountered only symbolic resistance."

"In other words, there is not even a symbolic resistance. The other party seems to be opening the city gate to welcome their arrival."

The army has always been prohibited from burning, killing, and looting. The Celtic army under Artoria also has strict military discipline.

The aristocrats who raided her house are enough to fill the castle in Orkney County, and the knights of the round table can't beat her alone. How can anyone dare to disobey her order.

What's more, most of her current army were originally civilians.

They bathed and received the favor of King Arthur, and they were extremely loyal to Artoria.

Then, a strange picture appeared——

Arturia was riding a handsome white horse, and the Celtic army followed her behind, walking slowly on the streets of the city of the Anza Kingdom.

The people in the city are not afraid of them.

Instead, they seemed to welcome them curiously, even joyfully.

Because, since Arturia marched all the way, the residents have not suffered any looting, and there has never been a conflict that even injured people.

The supreme and always healthy Regent Alvin announced that this is the army of King Arthur who came to negotiate peace, just let them in.

Originally, people were still a little worried.

But after seeing this road, the other party seems to be

However, the orderly army was also relieved, and really regarded the other party as an army who came to negotiate peace.

Among the welcoming crowd, there are not only Anza civilians who have spread out and gradually settled down, but there are even many Celtic figures among them.

——It was the Celtic refugees who were absorbed by Su Shu and were displaced by the war. No matter what race they were, they were granted the status of residents without discrimination.

At first, the two tribes were somewhat hostile to each other.

But now, they are all actively participating in production and construction for their own homes.

Because, since there is no exploitation of the nobles, and only the full amount of taxes is paid, all other agricultural products belong to themselves.

Su Shu released minted coins to circulate as general equivalents.

There are also specialized farming officials who are trying their best to teach and promote farming skills for the sake of performance and title evaluation.

Every harvest of labor can steadily improve your life and earn stability and happiness for yourself and your cherished family members.

Only after sinking into hell can one know what heaven is.

The turmoil of famine and looting in the past, the situation where people will starve to death when there is a good harvest in the next season, has long gone on this island.

The generational blood feud between the Anza people and the Celts seems to have been gradually healed in the past three years-people have gradually understood that each other is just ordinary people chasing peace of mind.

Residents standing on both sides of the street cheered Arturia's arrival, and shed tears of excitement for the hope that this protracted war could finally come to an end.

From time to time, families who were separated during the war recognized each other in the crowd of onlookers, and hugged each other with tears in their eyes.

Riding on the horseback at the forefront of the team, he led the army to march slowly.

Artoria's expression was dazed and stagnant.

Such equally bright daylight.

Such a scene of the same welcome.

Her thoughts seemed to return to the day when she pulled out the sword of choosing the king.

The dark knight, standing at the end of the road, gently took off his helmet and smiled gently at her.

"Long time no see, Arturia."

"Alvin"

whispered the name.

Arturia's heart seemed to span the mountains and the sea.

Beside her, Lixiang and Matthew, who were riding on horses, also stared blankly at this moving scene.

After they met King Arthur, the other party welcomed and understood their arrival.

After getting along with her for such a period of time, Fujimaru Tachika naturally saw that there was no doubt that Arturia was indeed a noble and noble king with admirable virtue.

It's just that she kept silent about her past with Merlin and her relationship with the White Dragon's Son, and she didn't want to talk about it.

However, this does not affect that the interests and harms of both parties are consistent.

Because, the most critical point of this singularity is not the son of the white dragon—it is the humble king Vortigern who is about to pull out the holy spear and try to bring the age of gods back.

As long as Vortigern can be stopped, the singularity can be repaired.

Artoria joined them in the united front, and now she is preparing to go to defeat the humble king Vortigern.

As for the son of the white dragon, the king demanded that the former's life be preserved as much as possible, saying that he was only bewitched by Vortigern, and he was not an evil person.

This seems to be the case.

For several days after entering the enemy's territory, Fujimaru Tachika and the others encountered no resistance at all.

What's more, he didn't realize at all-the former nobles and current ministers in the Celtic Kingdom, those bad reputations about the son of the white dragon that were preached and praised.

Obviously what she and Matthew saw was happiness.

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