But you have to know that even at night, Gawain's strength is enough to defeat most of the knights present!

As the blades clashed at high speed, Gawain's mood gradually became unusually serious.

Every attack he launched was flawless, yet each one was thwarted by Arthur's impenetrable defense. Even if the fight continued, he was certain he could not defeat King Arthur!

Once the sun sets, his defeat is only a matter of time.

Moreover, the purpose of this duel is not to win, but to prove one's identity.

Now, he has seen enough proof in King Arthur.

Snapped!

The two swords clashed again, but Gawain did not continue his thunderous attack. Instead, he used the momentum to move away.

Amidst the knights' questioning gazes, Gawain sheathed his sword and respectfully knelt on one knee.

"King Arthur, please allow me to pledge my loyalty to you!"

This unexpected turn of events left the knights speechless, their faces filled with disbelief.

Where is your protection? Where is your invincibility?

Why would someone suddenly swear allegiance when they haven't lost yet?

Gawain could certainly guess what these knights were thinking, but he didn't care.

They assumed that he, being of Camelot royal blood, would be unhappy with Arthur's undeserved ascension to the throne.

But Gawain never coveted Camelot's throne, and even when he came to pull out the Holy Sword, it was merely an attempt to challenge him.

When he repeatedly failed to draw the sword, he realized that it was indeed a sword in a stone that only the destined person could pull out.

Therefore, when Arthur drew his sword, he had already acknowledged Arthur's status as king.

All that is being done now is to determine whether he is qualified.

Although the fight was short, it was enough to prove that he was worthy of the sword and the title of "King".

If that's the case, then what's wrong with pledging allegiance to him?

“I accept your allegiance, Gao Wenqing.”

Artoria placed the sword on his shoulder, her tone still cold.

Gawain was somewhat disappointed that he didn't receive the expected joy of his powerful knight offering his loyalty. While this was indeed the proper demeanor of a king, even a king should occasionally show consideration for his subjects.

Even if you are truly calm inside, shouldn't you at least put on an act of ecstasy on the surface?

But such emotions were fleeting and had no effect on Gao Wen.

He slowly stood up and stood on either side of the king, along with Kai.

They faced the knights ahead, needing no words; this in itself was a silent declaration.

The knights looked at each other and remained silent for a long time.

From the crowd, a knight approached the three, knelt on one knee before Artoria, and bowed respectfully:

"King Lothar's son, the squire Gahoris, pledges his loyalty to you."

He was Gawain's younger brother, and his status was almost certainly that of a nobleman.

However, being underage, he could not become a knight and could only temporarily serve as his brother Gawain's squire. Since Gawain had already pledged allegiance to King Arthur, he had no reason to oppose his brother's decision.

at last.

Although he was merely a squire, under his influence, more and more knights knelt down and swore allegiance to King Arthur.

Some did it voluntarily, while others were forced by circumstances.

But the moment they swear allegiance, many things are already changed in the unseen realm.

But besides them, many more knights chose to leave.

They were neither knights of Camelot nor related to King Arthur by blood, and they already had monarchs to whom they swore allegiance.

Merlin asked with a smile:

"Are we just going to let them leave like that?"

"if not?"

"I thought you'd kill them all, given your personality! It's not too late to chase after them now!"

The succubus girl has an extremely sweet voice, but her words are enough to send chills down many people's spines.

"Is my personality really that bad?"

Yoshikage Kira looked puzzled.

"What do you say?"

Merlin rolled his eyes.

"forget it."

"For Artoria?"

"I suppose so, she is the true queen. Besides, wouldn't you find it boring to kill all these people?"

"Hehe-~"

Merlin tilted her head, feigning ignorance, but her beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons with a smile.

For her, this answer was barely acceptable.

After all, she really didn't want things to get too boring.

So, she should just turn off any kind of telepathy; spoilers are definitely the thing she hates most in the world!

Although Artoria's fate was predetermined, the process from beginning to end was still full of variables, as is the current situation, which was not in her original prophecy. Artoria did not draw her sword alone, but rather in the presence of many knights as witnesses to the selection of the king. There is a fundamental difference between the two, otherwise so many knights would not have sworn allegiance.

However, not everyone witnessed it firsthand, and naturally, not everyone would acknowledge it.

What followed, naturally and unsurprisingly, was war.

Although she likes beautiful stories, isn't it only stories that have gone through setbacks and hardships that seem even more beautiful?

"Yale yaale".

"Yare yare~!"

Kira Yoshikage couldn't help but shake his head, but Merlin continued to speak with a smile, seizing almost every opportunity.

Meanwhile, Artoria was still accepting the knights' allegiance one by one.

Perhaps their strength is not as good as Gawain's, or even as good as Kai's.

However, she would not discriminate against knights who pledged allegiance to her based on their strength; this was her duty as queen.

Gawain glanced out of the corner of his eye at the man in the corner who was whispering with the magician, making the silver-haired dream demon girl giggle.

Gawain's intuition told him that this person had a close relationship with "Wang".

But he was clearly not a knight, otherwise he should have sworn allegiance with Kay.

He knew most of the nobles of the Kingdom of Camelot, but this person was definitely not among them, because he was too young.

If that's the case, then who exactly is he?

Chapter 247 The Fairy Eye isn't 100% accurate either, don't you think?

When the boy named Arthur drew the sword of the King, the news spread throughout London immediately.

This is the territory of the Kingdom of Camelot, and naturally, this town is also the property of the King of Camelot. Within the castle in the center of London resides the last royal family of Camelot—Egleyn, wife of King Uther, and his daughter Morgan le Fay.

The castle gates were wide open, and they stood at the front of the bridge outside the castle to welcome King Arthur, who was being escorted by knights.

King Arthur

The Queen, dressed in a magnificent gown, stepped forward. Her emerald eyes, like Artoria's, were filled with tears of emotion, but her smile revealed boundless tenderness and maternal love.

Artoria silently removed her helmet, looked at the woman before her, and whispered:

"Mother."

She knew everything about her background, but she had no memory of her parents.

When she was five years old, King Uther died, and she was adopted by the old knight Ser Hector. She never saw Iglesias again. Even when she saw her mother again after ten years, she felt no joy as one would expect from a reunion, not even a flicker of emotion.

This reunion is nothing more than a show, a way to confirm her status as a legitimate descendant of King Uther.

“Arthur… my child… I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry…”

Tears welled in Igraine's eyes. She trembled as she reached out her hands and gently stroked the girl's cheeks with her palms. Tears streamed down her face, soaking her soft golden hair. She sobbed and called out the girl's name, apologizing repeatedly.

Artoria knew why she apologized, not only because she was abandoned, but also because of the guilt she felt as a woman who had to undergo cruel education from childhood and pretend to be a man to bear the heavy burden of being called a king.

But Artoria never resented her mother, because she knew that Igraine had no choice; she couldn't even decide who her husband was.

To Igraine's right rear, the silver-haired, blue-eyed girl was staring intently at the girl who had removed her helmet, revealing a face similar to her own.

Yes, young girl!

If the resemblance to her own face only aroused her suspicion, the magic trick that allowed people to mistake her for a man was enough to prove Morgan's guess—

If he were truly male, why would he need such a magical disguise?

The girl in front of her was not King Uther's son at all, but rather King Uther's daughter, just like her, a daughter who should not have had the right to inherit the throne!

But why?

Morgan pursed her lips, unsure of her own emotions.

Is it the joy of reuniting with loved ones? Or the jealousy that the other woman is more dazzling than herself, or perhaps a more complex emotion that is a mixture of both?

“Morgan, my sister, it’s been a long time.”

Artoria then looked at Morgan, a gentle smile on her face, and called her name.

"..."

Morgan remained silent for a long time, because they had never met before, so there shouldn't be any "long time no see"; it should be "first meeting".

But she understood that this scene was necessary.

No matter how complicated her emotions were, she shouldn't act recklessly in this situation; she had to be more rational.

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