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"puff--!!"

Moran choked to death while drinking water at 1.4 o'clock.

He had just finished sword practice with Artoria when he heard this.

Albion getting choked to death wasn't funny.

"Moran! Are you okay!?"

Altria hurried forward.

Her pretty face showed worry.

"Hmm...w-why do you think that!?"

"Well... Moran, you've always been by my side since we were little... and you care about me more than anyone else... I really enjoy being with you, Moran... I asked Meili before, and that's what she told me."

Altria said with a slight blush.

She couldn't figure out the complex emotions in her heart, and she didn't think it was appropriate to ask the old-fashioned Hector.

Kai, as the older brother, is also unreliable.

In the end, she could only seek out Meili as a mentor.

Chapter 107: When the Holy Sword is Drawn [Please Subscribe! Please Subscribe! ]

"That funny person! She always tells you nonsense. Listen carefully, this scumbag woman is the best at deceiving people. You can't just listen to her! Otherwise, you will definitely suffer a great loss in the future!"

Moran could already imagine Meili's expression.

She must have had a happy face when she spoke to Artoria, just because she wanted to see her expression at that moment.

"...Is that so...I see."

"Phew, I'll teach her a lesson when I get back to Avalon..."

Moran has already figured out how to deal with Mary.

When facing such a fun-loving person, we must strike back hard.

Punish, punish severely.

"So... Moran... you're really not my father...?"

"Gu... No..."

Moran replied with a twitching expression.

You can see the disappointment on Altria's face.

He just thought the question was too outrageous.

In fact, Altria really enjoyed being with Moran, and she had ulterior motives in asking this question.

It feels like more than just a personal liking.

Also, it comes from bloodline.

That's why she asked this to Moran, whom she was very close to, because she subconsciously hoped that he would be her family.

【The hilarious farce is revealed】

【Afterwards, Hector also came】

[Altria was looking after the horses for the two of you, and you happened to talk about this with Hector.]

[When Hector heard you say this]

[Even he, who is usually very serious, laughed]

[Looking at Altria not far away, she is now fifteen years old. You know that the day of selection is approaching.]

"Lord Moran, I took on this responsibility ten years ago. Initially, I considered her a legacy of the late king. Now, with Altria having grown to this point, is this truly the right thing to do?"

Hector said with great worry.

Unlike the harshness he showed when facing Artoria, he now showed distress and sadness.

As the selected time approaches

Looking at the girl who grew up in his own home, Hector couldn't help but sigh.

"Ector, Leah has grown up under our care for the past ten years. I trust her choice."

"Then, can she be happy?"

"I'm so sure of this because I've watched her grow up. I believe not only in myself, but also in the person she has become."

Moran gave his own answer.

Hector recalls King Uther and Meli's original intention in creating Altria, and his own concerns for the girl.

This old knight.

He, too, is a man made of flesh and blood.

Unable to regard Altria as a tool called the king, Hector still mixed family affection into it.

Even if you tell yourself not to waver at the beginning.

The old knight ultimately failed to do so.

"That child has been like that from the beginning. No matter how many setbacks she endures, she always gets up quickly after falling. Her heart is incredibly strong. I'm sure she'll become a wise and enlightened king in the future."

There was both relief and sadness in Hector's words.

The attitude is as calm as ever.

"Lord Moran, you are indispensable to that child's greatest happiness. I have seen clearly over the past ten years that only when she is with you can she reveal an unrestrained and happy smile..."

Hector is one of Artoria's guardians.

He looks rude, but he is actually very considerate.

"I'm not sure if this will affect her ability to become the ideal king that Yusir hopes for. But, I think a girl who strives to be happy, how can something like this be considered wrong?"

"Hector, she also considers you a relative."

"You are right, but, Master Moran, you are undoubtedly the most special person in Altria's eyes. If she truly wants to find her own happiness, you are indispensable."

[Hector's tone is very serious]

[It’s like handing over something precious to me, entrusting the girl I’ve grown up to to someone else.]

[After the girl becomes the king]

[The old knight is no longer able to take care of the job, and he hopes you can take over the baton from him.]

[Just like ten years ago, you entrusted Altria]

Now he places his hopes on you.

"I chose to save Britain of my own accord. I knew that if I left it alone, Leah would definitely act recklessly. It wouldn't be surprising if she ended up hurting herself.

So, Hector, even without you telling me, I will choose to take care of her until the end. I will take your share."

[This is something you have already decided]

Hector's distress faded after hearing this, and he looked towards the distant girl with only reluctance in his eyes.

"When she realizes what she wants. I'll be there for her no matter what choice she makes."

Moran looked deeply at Altria.

He had promised Uther to save Britain and take care of the new king.

He will do it in his own way.

"With what you said, Master Moran, I can finally put my mind at ease. Well... we can't miss the swordsmanship lessons during the day, even at the last minute."

Hector returned to his usual calm self.

He picked up the wooden sword and shield with natural movements.

But there are some differences from before.

"S-Sorry! Hector! Moran! I took some time to fix the saddle... I'm ready for training!"

Altria hurriedly put on her armor.

Looks a bit reckless.

"Ha, you're full of energy, aren't you? Very good! I'll train you hard today too! I'm not as gentle as Master Moran, so be prepared!"

The old knight assumed his usual stance.

The girl tensed up and was ready for battle.

She did not notice the tenderness hidden in the old knight's eyes, nor did she realize the reluctance to let go that was as loose as a screw.

Like this warm yet severe moment.

Just leave it to the two of them.

Moran chose not to intervene.

He watched this scene in the shade of the tree and stored it in the sea of memory as a precious record.

【The selected day arrived as scheduled】

[Since Kai forgot to bring his spear when he went to the town, Ector asked Altria to take it with him and go to the town]

She walks through the fields, looking over fences.

[Arrived at the outskirts of Londinium]

The atmosphere in the town is different from before.

Everyone rushed impatiently to the outskirts of town, where the knights were training. The children rushed out noisily, and the adults' eyes flickered with excessive anticipation.

Although they held their breath to avoid being too disappointed if their expectations were betrayed, they also hurried towards that place.

"Merry! It's Mary!"

"Lord Moran is here too!"

"Finally, today the two lords will choose the late king's successor from among the knights! Hurry!"

[People's discussions are everywhere]

[Altria also heard it, and she keenly caught the name of Meli and yours.]

[Thinking of my identity as an apprentice knight]

[She vaguely realized why Hector sent her out]

[Whoever pulls out the sword from the stone will become the King of Britain]

The sword pierced into the rock is the holy sword that brings victory, a proof of kingship more certain than blood.

In front of the magician

Only those who possess power, those who can save Britain, will be recognized by the Golden Sword.

[Merry spread the news throughout Britain]

[Famous knights from all over Britain came, all believing they would be the ones to become king.]

【Selection ceremony will be held as scheduled】

[The knights present attempt to draw the golden sword, and the people watch the whole process with fascination.]

However, the result was disappointing.

No one draws the holy sword

[Not only that, they haven't seen the magician Merlin or the Unsullied Knight yet.]

It’s not just the knights who are lost

This sentiment has also spread to people.

I thought today would be a day that would make Vortigern anxious and restless, but I never imagined it would be so absurd.

Some people can't help but wonder, does Britain have no future?