Artoria wants to read people's hearts

It seemed that as long as he was in front of him, anyone would relax.

She knew who it was, and what she saw was a dashing and righteous guy, but always lacking a sense of tension and responsibility, who liked the human world, who liked pranks, and girls.

Looking directly at his purple pupils, Arturia raised a faint smile.

"Merlin, long time no see."

It's been a long time indeed. Although Merlin is her mentor, he shoulders the responsibility of teaching her how to become a qualified king.

But the character of this great magician is really a headache. Half a year ago, with the sentence "I'm going out for a walk, I'll be right back" he disappeared from the world, and this turn disappeared for half a year.

It was a bit of a surprise to see this flower magician here.

This guy hasn't waved himself to death yet?

"It's been a long time indeed."

Merlin didn't feel any shame about his disappearance for half a year at all, as if he had forgotten what he had done before, a bright smile appeared on his face.

Such a brazen Arturia was simply amazed at this.

However, after all, he is someone he has known since childhood, let alone his mentor in this life.

What can I do with him, I can't scold him again and again, and I can't beat him.

So she ignored a certain magician's enthusiastic smile and asked him why he came.

"Why are you here?"

As if Arturia said something strange, Merlin exaggeratedly asked:

"Why can't I be here?"

"Today is my beloved disciple's big day, isn't it natural for her to accompany her as her most beloved mentor?!"

......The most beloved?

The corner of Arturia's mouth twitched slightly, remembering the painful experience of being teased by Merlin since she was a child, she was deeply suspicious of this word.

She couldn't help but rubbed her forehead, she was going to ignore a certain magician who needed to be beaten.

Being interrupted by him like this, my heart, which was heavy like a heroic sacrifice before, was strangely relieved a lot.

"Strong power or solid protection, if you had to choose, which one would you choose?"

Merlin tilted his head curiously, wanting to get an answer from Artoria.

"Children only do multiple-choice questions, and of course adults ask for all of them."

Straightening out her chest, Artoria expressed her ambition.

"Whether it is power or protection, they are indispensable to any existence. To save Britain, extremism is absolutely necessary."

Seeing that Merlin was shocked by her speech, Artoria felt a little bit of joy in a weird way.

deserve it!Let you bully me all the time.

Satisfied, she turned around again to look at the sword in the stone, intending to continue her interrupted career of drawing the sword.

"Before deciding to draw that sword, it would be better to think carefully."

The magician behind him suppressed his shock and spoke again seriously.

"I'm not going to lie to you, it's better not to do that..., after you draw that sword, you are no longer human."

"As long as you get that sword, you will be hated by people and go to a miserable death."

die?Of course she knew about it.

After all, she already knew her future well.

It is impossible not to be afraid, how can anyone not be afraid of death?

After pulling out that sword, what kind of doomsday she will go to, this kind of thing I knew in my previous life.

.....However.

"---It doesn't matter."

The girl had already made up her mind.

Even knowing her future, Artoria nodded vigorously.

"I've already made up my mind."

The magician behind him asked again: "Is this okay?"

Hearing this, Arturia's heroic eyebrows and eyes curved, and a bright smile appeared on her face, which was bright and indescribable, and she looked forward with tolerance.

Sarang, bright, holy.

In the emerald green eyes, there was a clear light.

With the warmth not inferior to the sun, the girl replied softly.

"—

Even though the darkness swallows everything now, I can still see the light of the flame burning in the future, and many people will be saved for this, so I will not regret it. "

The magician sighed, turning his face away as if troubled.

"Miracle requires a price. In exchange, what you lose should be your most important thing."

After leaving words like a prophecy, the great magician Merlin didn't say anything more.

The girl moved without the slightest hesitation, and just put her hand on the sword.

The sword was pulled out as if it was a matter of course, without any sense of obstruction.

Surrounded by light, a ray of holy light shone from the sky and projected on the girl holding the holy sword.

An unknown hymn resounded throughout the land of Britain.

This movement woke up all the sleeping people, when everyone in the town hurriedly gathered here.

What caught their eyes was the blond boy wearing holy light and holding the sword in the stone.

As if reflecting this situation and this scene, the sun gradually rose and opened the curtain of the night. The sun was like a sword, opening a silent night and ushering in the rising sun.

Thus dawn dawned on Great Britain.

Chapter 9 cumbersome government affairs

It has been nearly a month since the sword in the stone was drawn.

If you really want to ask Arturia what it feels like to be the king of a country?

Presumably there is only one word among thousands of words that can express her current state of mind.

-----bother!

It's just tiresome.

Although it is true that he was taught by Merlin since childhood how to become a qualified king, there is still a gap between theory and practice.

Only by being there can you know how difficult it is.

Since she officially sat on the throne after she was crowned, the tsunami of documents from all over the world made her breathless.

What's more, those difficult nobles in the country, they all refused to accept Artoria, the airborne king.

It had been more than ten years, and they tried their best to spread rumors to hold this ceremony, hoping that through this competition, the king's candidate would be born among the nobles.

But Arturia's sudden appearance directly interrupted their painstaking layout.

If it weren't for the great commotion caused by the King's Choice Sword, and the loud voices of the civilians who firmly believe that Artoria is the King of Destiny.

Faced with the mountain of public opinion, the nobles could only swallow their anger and be forced to admit that King Arthur was the monarch of Britain.

This is the upper class, and there will always be only eternal interests.

When they see that the situation in reality is no longer on their side, no matter how much hatred they have between them, they will shake hands and make peace with each other with a smile.

The nobles disrupted and reorganized their previous plans, and turned around to plan new plans, hoping to maximize their own benefits.

For the common people, the appearance of King Arthur made everyone feel extremely excited.

They shouted the name of the king and rushed to tell each other, with longing and expectations for future life shining in their eyes.

However, this kind of expectation makes the young girl who is still a little king feel a mountain of pressure.

At this time, Britain is like a palace with a gorgeous appearance. It looks exquisite and gorgeous, but it is actually an empty shell, and the inside is already riddled with holes.

If it weren't for the fact that Arturia had received modern education and beatings from the information explosion in her previous life, plus the pirated version of the "Emperor's Heart Technique" instilled by Merlin in this life since she was a child.

I'm afraid she can't stand it anymore.

Now she has enough reason to suspect that the dragon heart she is carrying is prepared to prevent her from dying from overwork.

Damn Merlin and his cheap father whom he has never met, you guys are really calculating!

Every day at zero and seven, the girl who worked overtime to death finally ended the work at hand briefly today, which made her relieved and at the same time couldn't help but feel sad.

So this is the ultimate social animal?

I can only say I love it.

After finishing her duties, Artoria dismissed her attendants and came to the main hall of the palace alone.

She walked towards the high throne step by step, and then sat on it.

Sitting high on the throne overlooking the entire hall, a trace of sadness suddenly surged in her heart.

She thought of brother Yi's unbelievable expression when he learned that he had pulled out of the king's election, and the relieved smile on his sad face.

Although they came to that southern town to participate in the king selection trial, in Kai's mind, this was just a public trip in disguise.

He never imagined that the foster brother he grew up with had actually pulled out the sword in the stone.

He became the legendary king who was destined to save Britain.

This is really too dreamy.

Artoria still vividly remembers her stepbrother and what happened to her after that.

Kay, who used to be able to joke and joke together like a real relative, knelt down in front of her on one knee.

Even though they were still close to each other before, but now, the status and status between the two parties are like an insurmountable gap lying in front of them.

Loss is inevitable.

You can no longer be as close as you used to be, and you can no longer call the king by his name affectionately. When he looks up, his eyes must be respectful.

Arturia, the king, and Kai, the knight, are doomed to never return to the past.

"My dear King Arthur, grant my allegiance."

At the coronation ceremony, Kai lowered his head and said this to Artoria wearing the crown.

Although it is impossible to go back to the past, Artoria is struggling at this time.

Being at the highest position in the entire country, the power and bargaining chips in the hands of the current King Arthur are really too small.

Kai wants to help his former foster brother.

So he chose to protect the fledgling King Arthur in the name of a knight.

Do your best to lighten the burden on his shoulders.

"...I allow it."

Although saddened by Yu Kai's attitude, Artoria, who has been crowned king, also respects her stepbrother's choice.

The king is the object that all knights swear allegiance to. It is precisely because of loyalty that they cannot be surpassed.

"Thank you, my king, for your kindness."

In full view, Kay lowered his head to King Arthur.

In this way, Artoria has her first knight of her own.