Type Month; My Fiancée is Political

With his own strength, what the old man did, no matter what the result was, this inner persistence deserved a compliment.

"I.....

I came here this time to give you something. "

Handing a small box to Yuanliuyuan, Futigeng gave the man a deep look.

"You know, Yuan Liuyuan, I don't like you."

"I know."

Of course, I understand why Futigeng hates him. After all, Yuanliuyuan has defeated this white dragon many times on the battlefield.

"I hate you, not because you beat me on the battlefield."

"I know that too."

"I hate you because you didn't want to be used by me, but went to train that little girl Artoria."

This time, without looking at Yuanliuyuan, Futigeng looked beyond the main hall, where... the whole of Camelot.

"Obviously with your talent, as long as you and I work together, Britain can definitely become an immortal kingdom, the Age of Gods will not end, and the ether will not die.

But...but you just wouldn't help me, no matter what I said, you stayed stubbornly like a cow in Camelot. "

He was just talking to himself, and Votigeng took a deep breath when he said this.

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

"Answer me, Genryuin, Artoria...can really become the king of Britain?"

"This kind of thing, even if I don't say it..."

"Answer me! Yuanliuyuan!

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

Interrupting Yuanliuyuan, Futigeng was very serious.

"Yes, Arturia, she will become a king, one who will not regret, one who will not fail, and one who will always move forward."

Looking into King Bei's eyes, Yuan Liuyuan finally answered the other party's question.

Because, he can feel that the vitality of the king is rapidly declining, and he feels that he will die at any time.

and......

"Yeah, that's great..."

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

"Yuanliuyuan, thank you.

As annoying as you are, I will always remember your contribution to Camelot, to Britain. "

Opening the door, King Bei walked out step by step.

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

This... just be the last thing my incompetent uncle made to her. "

Without looking back, after saying this, the King of Bee disappeared.

From the new into a white dragon, he flew to the endless sea.

Just like the old man who finished his last words, he left.

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

And the northern territory ruled by King Bei surrendered three days later and completely surrendered to the rule of Camelot.

"This old guy is really... arrogant enough...

Obviously, I just wanted to see Arturia, alas... man. "

Sighing at the complexity of people's hearts, watching the figure of King Bee leaving, Yuanliuyuan opened the box that King Bee gave him.

Boom.....boom.....boom.....

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

It is a heart, a heart that is alive and beating.

The King of Bee... the heart of Vortigong Pendragon!

His last gift to Camelot...

Chapter [*]. She never wanted to be king

far sky.The summer wind blows.

With the news of King Uther's death, the people of Camelot were shocked.

They ran to the London church, and everyone wanted to know who would inherit the throne.

"Artoria, are you ready to inherit the throne?"

On the way, the white hair still shone with pale silver light as always, and the purple eyes took off the usual childishness and playfulness.

The Magician of Flowers with the Privilege Qualification Spirit Foundation!

"Of course, I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

Nodding, although the fifteen-year-old Artoria has not lost her tenderness, her behavior, the way she handles it, and her composure, even Mei Li can't help feeling a little bit terrified sometimes.

She sighed that King Arthur's road had already changed beyond recognition, but she didn't mean to hate Arturia who looked like this.She was just afraid, afraid of what might happen in the future.

After all, the current Artoria is not so much an honest and loyal king, but a heroic king.

She can sacrifice everything for Camelot's future, and at the same time she can make all the voices of injustice disappear for her throne, such Arturia, Mei Li felt that she had to remind the other party.

"Artoria, before you inherit the throne, I have to tell you."

Stopping her steps, Mei Li looked down at the unconscious Artoria.

"Before you pick up the sword in the stone, you'd better think about it. Once you pick up that sword, you will no longer be human until the end, you will be hated by all human beings, and you will eventually meet a tragic death.

Of course, this is just a fate I saw, you have already broken through the so-called fate now, with that guy here, I think..."

Before the words were finished, Mei Li did see Camelot's demise before.

That, the King of Knights disappeared, a tragic ending.

However, after Genryuin came to Camelot, Mei Li couldn't see the future.In other words, she can't see anything about Yuan Liuyuan's future.

Camelot, has changed.

And Artoria, has it changed too?

"I will draw that sword. King's life is definitely not something that can be decided by a sword."

She scoffed at Meili's reminder. Under the guidance of Yuanliuyuan, Arturia did not respect the world and did not believe in gods and demons.

What she believes in is the sword in her hand, and the only teacher she truly identifies with, the teacher she longs for from the bottom of her heart.

"You decide."

Nodding, not surprised by Arturia's choice, Mei Li smiled, and then continued to walk in the direction of the church.

"Mr. Merry?"

Looking at the crouching back at home, Artoria seemed to sense something.

Shaking her head, she didn't know what Mei Li's back represented.

until......

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"King Arthur! King Arthur! King Arthur!"

With a deafening cry, in the palace, Arturia, as in history, drew the sword in the stone and became King Arthur.

"My name... Artoria Pendragon!

I am, the King of Camelot!

From now on, I will be Britain forever! "

Holding up the sword in the stone in her hand, the brilliance of Artoria's body is like the light of the sun never sets, making everyone present full of confidence.

That one is like a god who illuminates the entire palace.

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Since Artoria officially ascended the throne and King Bee left, Yuanryuin's world point has reached 99 o'clock and will no longer advance.

He has been thinking about what he has yet to do, and as time passed, he and Meili also gradually stepped out of people's sight.

The existence of court mages and court sages has slowly become a legend.

"What did you say? The sword in the stone...broken?"

Sitting quietly in the room, meditating, and opening his eyes, what Genryuin saw was Artoria who came over at some point.

"Yes, teacher, the sword in the stone is broken.

During the battle with King Bolinor. "

Due to the influence of the Sword in the Stone, Artoria's body will forever stop at the moment when she draws the sword at the age of 15.

The green pupils looked at Yuan Liuyuan, only she knew that she was holding back her emotions and did not break out.

the reason is simple.

She is the king, she is King Arthur, she is the king of knights, she is the king he has carefully cultivated, and he must not be disappointed.

"Well, even if you ask me about this kind of thing, I don't have a treasure like the sword in the stone.

Go ask Mei Li, that girl should be hiding a lot of good stuff. "