Type Month; My fiancée is a politician

“You’re finally here, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

Looking at the silver dragon, Yuanliuyuan has seen each other twice over the years.

For the first time, it was the other party who came to ask Meili how to save this world where the god generation was about to die.

The second time, it was the other party who came to ask how to get Motoyanagiin to help him.

“Well, I’m coming.”

Is it the temperature of the dragon? The extremely high temperature burned around Motoyanagi Temple, and the temperature was already more than 100 degrees, and ordinary people only needed to touch it to burn it.

The cloudy dragon eye looked at Motoyanagiin, and then at King Uther’s coffin.

Sighing, the dying dragon emitted a white light, and then turned into an old man in military uniform.

And he is none other than the White Dragon of Britain, the brother of King Uther, the uncle of Artoria, and the Phutigen, known as the Inferior King. Pendragon!

“Long time no see, you’re dying, Voltigeng.”

After all, it was King Uther’s brother, and even if he did not get along with his brother, on the day his brother died, Voltigon still came over.

I can feel the sense of decadence on the tired Voltigeng, even though he is a different species, but Motoyanagiin can still see the aging of Voltigeng, the indescribable despair.

Like a dying old man, the humble king awaits his own death.

And his death is not a physical death, but a death of God’s generation.

When the mind is dead, the body is dead.

“yes, I’m dying.”

He didn’t speak, he wasn’t angry, as if he was just stating a fact that had nothing to do with himself, the humble king used words constructed by magic, and the exhaustion in his eyes only made people feel desperate.

“So, what are you going to do this time? Don’t tell me you’re just looking at King Uther’s coffin. ”

Nodded, for Fu Tigeng, Yuanliuyuan still admired the other party.

After all, as the last white dragon of the Divine Dynasty, he symbolizes this island in Britain.

Completely relying on faith to live until now, what the king wants is actually very simple, that is, the continuation of Camelot, the growth of Britain.

With his own strength, what this old man did, and no matter what the result was, this inner persistence deserves a word of praise.

“I…

I’m here to give you something. ”

Handing a small box to Motoyanagiin, Fu Tigeng took a deep look at the man.

“You know what, Motoyanagiin, I don’t like you.”

“I know.”

Of course, he understood the reason why Fu Tigeng hated himself, after all, Yuanliuin had come up with a plan to defeat this white dragon on the battlefield many times.

“I hate you not because you beat me on the battlefield.”

“I know that.”

“I hate you because you refused to be used by me to train that little girl Artoria.”

This time instead of looking at the Yuanliu Courtyard, Fu Tigeng looked outside the main hall, where… It’s the whole Camelot.

“Obviously, with your talent, as long as you and I work together, Britain can definitely become an immortal kingdom, the god generation will not end, and the ether will not die.

But…… But you just won’t come to my aid, and no matter what I say, you stubbornly stay in Camelot like a cow. ”

It was completely self-conscious, and Futigeng took a deep breath as he said this.

The originally cloudy eyes suddenly turned into golden pupils, and he turned around and grabbed the collar of Motoryuin.

“Answer me, Motoyanagiin, Artoria she….. Can you really become king of Britain? ”

“This kind of thing, even if I don’t say it…”

“Answer me! Motoyanagiin!

I want to hear your answer with my own ears! ”

Interrupting Yuanliuyuan, Fu Tigeng was very serious.

“Yes, Artoria she will become a king, one will not regret, one will not fail, a king who will always advance.”

Looking at the eyes of the humble king, Yuanliuyuan finally answered the other party’s question.

Because he could feel that the life force of the lowly king was rapidly declining, he felt that he would die at any time.

And….

“yes, that’s great….”

The hand holding Motoyanagiin suddenly became weak, and the skin on his body gradually dried up.

“Motoyanagiin, thank you.

Although you are a very annoying person, I have always remembered your contribution to Camelot and to Britain. ”

Opening the gate, the king walked outside step by step.

“Motoyanagiin, here, I beg you, please be sure to protect Camelot, and make Artoria happy.

This…… Think of it as the last bit of amendit my incompetent uncle made to her. ”

Without looking back, after saying this sentence, the humble king disappeared.

Newly transformed into a white dragon, he flew towards the endless sea.

Like an old man who had finished his last words, he was gone.

Since then, no one has seen the lowly king again.

The northern territory ruled by the king also surrendered three days later and completely submitted to Camelot’s rule.

“This old fellow, it’s really… It’s arrogant enough…

Obviously I just wanted to see Artoria, alas….. People. ”

Sighing at the complexity of people’s hearts, looking at the figure of the king of the humble departing, Yuanliuyuan opened the box that the king gave him.

Boom….. Boom….. Bang……

The bright red heart exudes the fragrance of magic, plus the golden magic pattern, this, nothing else.

It is a heart, a heart beating alive.

The Humble King… Volti Gneng. The heart of Pendragon!

His last gift to Camelot…….

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