In Britain, the Noble Phantasm: Divine Key

Artoria stood up and politely bowed to Anaen.

Now that she is Yanan's student, she should naturally show him some respect.

Yanan nodded with a smile, glanced at the young man beside him, and coughed lightly.

The young man's face stiffened slightly. He reluctantly stood up and muttered, "Teacher."

“I didn’t hear it,” Yanan said calmly.

The young man raised his voice slightly: "Teacher."

"Kai, you're a grown man, how come your voice is even softer than Lily's? Are you a sissy?" Yanan said disapprovingly.

Kai suddenly became agitated. The word he hated most right now was "sissy"!

Six months ago, he didn't understand the meaning of those three words, but after Yanan explained them to him, he swore that if anyone other than Yanan dared to use those three words on him, he would fight them to the death!

—The reason for excluding Yanan is that he found he couldn't beat his opponent no matter how hard he tried.

He clenched his fists, his neck swelled, his face turned red, and he opened his mouth, shouting with all the strength he had ever mustered:

"teacher!!!!"

The whole house seemed to shake, and dust and sawdust fell from the ceiling. Artoria's eyes narrowed, and a surge of magical energy suddenly erupted from her body, sweeping away all the dust and sawdust.

She gracefully picked up her bowl and continued drinking her porridge.

"That's right. A knight can't do without a powerful aura when facing enemies. From now on, shout like this a few times every morning when you wake up. It will be very helpful in cultivating your aura."

Yanan nodded, sat down, and began to enjoy his breakfast.

Kai's face stiffened; if this continued every day, his voice would eventually break down.

But Yanan said that this was very helpful in building momentum.

After hesitating for a moment, Kai's expression gradually hardened.

Yanan almost burst out laughing.

Kay is the son of Sir Hector, Artoria's adoptive brother, and the future third seat of the Round Table, but right now he is still a rebellious young man.

From the first day he arrived at the manor, this guy and he couldn't get along at all, but fortunately, after he was beaten up, this guy finally became a little more obedient.

It just goes to show the old saying – what do you do when your child is disobedient? They're probably just naughty, a good beating will fix it.

This guy isn't a bad person at heart; he has a strong sense of justice and dreams of becoming a powerful knight. Because of this, Yanan now has Kai completely under his thumb.

Kai sat down and gently nudged Artoria with his elbow.

Artoria turned her head, her azure eyes looking at Kai with displeasure.

[What are you doing? I'm still eating my porridge.]

Kai tried his best to wink at Artoria.

[Speak now!]

[say what?]

[Have you forgotten what we discussed yesterday?!]

Nothing is more important than eating!

Kai was so angry he almost vomited blood!

His sister is good in every way—strong, calm, composed, and wise—almost impeccable for a crown prince. But once she sits at the dinner table, she's like a completely different person!

No, it's not that she's changed as a person, it's that she's changed species. She's basically a lioness who guards her food!

Yanan watched the two guys' performance, shook his head, and said, "Kai, hiding behind girls is not the righteous act of a knight."

Artoria put down her empty bowl and said earnestly, "Teacher, although I am a woman, I am also a knight. Please do not underestimate me. Moreover, if we were to really fight, Kai would be no match for me."

Yanan smiled and shook his head: "Lily, do you know what kind of person can be called a true strongman?"

“A powerful person,” Artoria replied without hesitation.

"wrong!"

Artoria and Kai both paused for a moment, seemingly without prior agreement.

“Strength is always relative. An elephant is stronger than an ant, and you are stronger than Kai, but does that make you a strong person? No, that’s called oppression. Using power to force others to submit to you, such a person will never gain respect, because there will always be someone stronger than him.”

After swallowing the last piece of wheat bread, Yanan continued, "A truly powerful person definitely possesses a sufficiently powerful heart."

"A true strong person does not back down in the face of difficulties, does not fear enemies, remains humble, has compassion for the weak, has unwavering faith, knows their goals and strives to achieve them, and never gives up hope even in the most desperate situations."

He stood up and gently tapped the two men on the head with the back of his knife.

"You two little guys are still a long way from becoming true powerhouses."

Chapter Eight: Send Al to Anahn?

"Never back down in the face of difficulties, never fear the enemy, remain humble, and have compassion for the weak..."

Sir Hector tapped the table lightly, carefully considering the meaning of these words. After a long while, he let out a heartfelt sigh:

“I’m starting to believe what Karl said. Such profound wisdom is something a teenager could never possess.”

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at his eldest son and sigh inwardly.

If only Kay possessed half of Anahn's wisdom, no, even a tenth would be enough...

Kai was a little confused by the stare, but not caring about it at all, he quickly put the trivial matter aside and said urgently:

“Father, you must have noticed Yanan’s talent as well. He is undoubtedly a man of great wisdom. If we can win him over, he will surely become Lily’s right-hand man in the future. We cannot let such a talent slip away!”

Although he and Anann didn't get along, Kai had always admired Anann's wisdom. Anann could always explain complex knowledge in a simple and straightforward way, and his understanding of things far surpassed that of others. His deep black eyes, as dark as the night sky, had the power to see through everything.

Artoria was destined to become queen, and the thought that in the near future those thin shoulders would bear the weight of this crumbling Britain filled Kai with uncontrollable rage.

But there was nothing he could change. Artoria had already accepted her fate. All he could do was work hard to improve himself, hoping to help his younger sister, whom he had watched grow up, share some of the burden in the future.

Therefore, he wanted to win over Anahn, who possessed profound wisdom comparable to the great sage Merlin. With Anahn assisting Artoria, the burden on her shoulders should be lightened.

Sir Hector tapped the table, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

If even Kai could see it, how could he not know it? Moreover, he also knew that Yanan possessed not only wisdom that was beyond the reach of ordinary people, but also courage to match it.

He could kill dozens of bipedal dragons in an instant, making him one of the best fighters in all of Britain.

But that's precisely why he hesitated.

Would someone like that really be willing to have their hands and feet tied by a little Camelot?

Although he didn't want to admit it, the thoughts that were constantly churning in his mind clearly told Hector that if Ananen wanted to, he could definitely create a country no less than Camelot.

Even more powerful.

Merlin is not human, but the offspring of a nightmare and a fairy, a mythical beast incapable of understanding human emotions. His willingness to help Camelot stemmed partly from a promise to the former king, partly from a desire to observe humanity, and ultimately…

It's probably to satisfy one's own pleasure.

Merlin possessed the ability to see the entire present, which allowed his insights to transcend the limitations of his time, enabling him to survey all beings from a godlike perspective. He did not help Camelot out of a sense of duty or obligation—perhaps there was, but certainly not much—he remained there solely out of his own need.

—It wasn't Camelot who chose him, but rather he who chose Camelot.

It is obvious that if he ever feels satisfied or bored, he will leave without hesitation.

Anan and Merlin are the same kind of beings, equally profound in wisdom, equally powerful, and equally... transcending the perspective of their time.

The only difference is that he is a real human being.

—But it might be more troublesome.

Humans are complex beings, and what drives them to take on a responsibility is nothing more than self-interest or emotion. Camelot could not offer Anan, and as for emotions, Anan did not seem like the type to be easily moved.

Why not send Artoria over there?

Hector was startled by his own idea, but after calming down and thinking it over, he realized that it did indeed seem to have great potential...

Using marriage as a means of binding relationships is almost commonplace in this era. The late King Uther used this method to betroth his two daughters to the kings of two powerful neighboring states, thus ensuring that Camelot would not fall into turmoil before Arthur ascended the throne.

Trading Artoria for a powerful sage comparable to Merlin seems like a worthwhile deal.

—Don't be surprised. Hector is a knight loyal to King Uther. In his heart, only Uther is the one and only king of Camelot. He only raised Artoria because of Uther's orders. If he only treated her as a daughter, Hector would cherish her like the most precious jewel in the world. But if he judged her by the standards of a king, he would never accept her unless she could demonstrate talent surpassing that of Uther.

To put it more realistically, aside from Merlin, Uther, and Kay, almost everyone who knew the inside story did not believe that this young girl was capable of shouldering the responsibilities of a king. It was only because of the threats posed by the lowly King Vortigern, the Anglo-Saxons, and others that they had no choice but to grit their teeth and continue.

Artoria looked up at Hector behind the desk, then lowered her head again, her azure eyes as still as a lake.

Although she didn't have the ability to read minds, her innate intuition allowed her to see something in Hector's eyes.

Hector's thoughts gradually returned to reality. He still remembered his identity and knew that this was not something he could decide. So he coughed lightly and looked at Artoria: "Al, what do you think?"

The girl with light blonde hair was silent for a moment, then raised her head and said calmly, "I will try to get the teacher's help—in my own way."

"Is that so?" For some reason, being stared at by those holy blue eyes, Hector felt inexplicably guilty and ashamed, and unconsciously looked away. "Then go ahead and do it."

……

……

"Is there something you want to discuss with me?"

Anan, who was preparing his lesson plan for the next day, turned around, looked at the blonde girl in front of him, pondered for a moment, and smiled, "Sure, is it convenient to talk here?"

A hint of hesitation appeared on Artoria's face.

“That doesn’t seem very convenient.” Yanan picked up his coat. “Let’s go. It’s been a long time since I’ve gone for a walk. Staying in one place all the time is boring. My body is getting rusty.”

The two walked out of the manor together and strolled along the lake.

Artoria kept her head down and didn't say anything, and Anaen wasn't in a hurry either, casually admiring the scenery along the roadside.

Having spent more than ten years in that desolate world, even seeing a pile of cow dung can now bring Yanan joy.

Chapter Nine Cross-Server Chat

"Actually, there's something I've always wanted to tell my teacher, but I've never known how to say it..."

Artoria's eyes flickered, and she stammered.

Wait a minute! This scene looks familiar.