Type-Moon, a human love simulator.

Chapter 62 Human Evil is Human Love

Hector was just about to wave his hand to let Lancelot knock him out. There was no way to kill Kelar here, but Hector was very good at dealing with Celtic barbarians. He would drag them aside and beat them up so they would be obedient.

But Kelar took a step forward and said softly, "I thought that there was not a single good person among the Celtic barbarians in this city."

"But you have proved to me that my thoughts are nothing more than my own prejudices and that you are an upright knight."

Kelar asked, "You are not dissatisfied with the new king, nor do you have any complaints against King Uther. You just don't want to see a young girl bear the weight of the crown for everyone, right?"

"…You are a wise man, Sir Kelar."

The furious look on the knight's face disappeared. He took off his helmet, lowered his head and said, "The throne of Camelot still needs a truly strong man to take it."

"If you, or that half-goddess, are willing to be king, I will never object."

"The throne is destined by heaven. The prophecy of the Sword of the King is true!" Kelar shook his head and said, "As a subject, how can I presume to question the monarch's ability?"

"You have never seen the new king's magnanimity. Why do you allow your prejudice to run rampant and lead you to such irrational behavior?"

"...I can't refute it." The knight shook his head in shame and said, "Perhaps you are right, Sir Kelar, my prejudice is too deep."

At this time, Altria spoke.

"I know that you all are dissatisfied with the ownership of the throne, but I am the undisputed King of Britain!"

"I will let my achievements speak for themselves. I will let my achievements of defeating the humble king Vortigern and slaying the dragon of disaster that devours light and shadow speak for themselves!"

Flames that seemed to be real burned on Altria's body. This was caused by the high concentration of magic power of the dragon species penetrating through her body and affecting reality.

This scene was not unfamiliar to the Celts, as Vortigern often took this posture on the battlefield.

Under the dragon's resistant skin flows magical power as vast as the ocean, making the dragon immune to more than 90% of conventional attacks.

Altria's golden magic filled the sword, rising into the sky to form a huge beam of light that could be seen even from a long distance. She waved the Sword in the Stone and said, "I am the Red Dragon of Britain!"

"..."

Watching Altria's speech, Kelar smiled with relief and then stepped out of the crowd.

Now almost all the residents of Camelot went to the city gate to watch the birth of the new king. The entire Holy White City seemed empty. Kelar walked towards King Uther's castle, which was the highest place in the royal capital Camelot.

Kelar suddenly felt very painful. His love and possessiveness of life made him subconsciously avoid all behaviors that would cause death.

This is his essence, his inalienable self.

But he must make the right choice. Kelar must admit that Artoria is right. The humble King Vortigern cannot be kept. This son of the Age of Gods, the last remnant of the British Age of Gods, must die!
There can only be one British dragon, and the fate of the white and red dragons dictates that only one can survive.

But he was very sober, watching all this happen soberly, and Kelar finally felt the heart-wrenching pain. Some things cannot be ignored even if you try your best to avoid them.

Not only was Kelar unable to stop the war between the red dragon and the white dragon, he even had to help Artoria launch a war against the Blessed King. With the attitude of sharing the same fate with all the dragons, he wanted to kill all of the Blessed King Vortigern, as well as his army and diehards who refused to surrender.

"It turns out that I love humans so much!"

Kelar shed tears. He was crying for the war that did not happen and for the deaths and injuries that did not happen.

He finally understood a truth: the evil of mankind is the love of mankind. In the eyes of others, he is twisted and arrogant, seeing mankind as selfish beasts, a catastrophe that must be overcome to prove that mankind can continue.

But in Kelar's heart, he did shed the most sincere tears for the people of the world and for all mankind. The death of any one person can touch his heart.

It's also true that he wants to protect everyone.

A crow with dark blue pupils was standing on a big tree in Camelot Palace, watching everything quietly.

The crow saw all of Kelar's pain and choices.

Kai, you are so powerful, why are you so miserable?
Kai, just be yourself and don't sacrifice yourself for others.

Kai...

"Kai!"

A petite but warm figure rushed over from behind. She held Kelar's waist from behind. Although the little girl was only as tall as Kelar's chest, she gently held his head in her arms with a gentle expression, as if she owned the whole world.

No matter in which country or which nationality, men have no right to shed tears. Men who shed tears are regarded as weak, but Altria said gently.

"Kai, if you are really in pain, then stay here and don't participate in that war that kills countless people... This is my destiny, and I can't let you sacrifice yourself because of my destiny."

It's Altria...

Of course, it can only be Altria!

She canceled her speech to become king and chose to come directly to Kelar.

She gently stroked Kelar's head without any impatience on her face. She ruffled Kelar's brown hair and said, "Kai, you are already great. You have done a lot. Even if you can only save one person, you have done a lot."

"It's okay, you can have a good rest."

The crows outside the window took in all of this.

A trace of struggle flashed across the crow's dark blue eyes, showing pain. It tried to flap its wings and fly high several times, but finally stopped and watched everything that happened in the palace with cold eyes.

"...Lily, where is your coronation ceremony?"

Kelar's pain and tears seemed to be just an illusion. He said in his usual calm and rational voice: "This is the most anticipated and glorious moment of your first half of life. Don't have any regrets because of me."

"Lily, you must announce your ambitions and aspirations, your policies and kindness in front of all the Celtic lords. You must make the most Celts obey your orders in the shortest time possible."

To own one person is to own the whole world.

Kay, you are so wise, how could you not guess this?

The reason why I look forward to the ceremony of coronation is because I want you to watch me, to watch my highlight moment, my coronation ceremony, and my heroic figure conquering Britain.

I want the whole world to know that I will be your proudest and most successful disciple, Kai, your teachings are by no means in vain!
You have successfully transformed me into a Holy King.

(End of this chapter)