Type-Moon Simulator: Start the game by attacking the Greek goddess!

"No need. I'm going back to Yantajar."

Morgan waved his staff and performed a water mirror magic trick.

She only said this to the nightmare demon who only wanted to have fun and was about to leave.

She looked at Moran, who was surrounded by golden light, and a charming blush appeared on her cheeks.

End the battle with that unparalleled and powerful posture.

This was undoubtedly her beloved husband.

Morgan knew that Moran would not completely kill Vortigern, and what followed would probably be a conversation between men.

"Hey, she really looks like a good wife and mother."

"Of course. I'm the woman who matches him, and I've fulfilled my responsibility. Let those men cheer on their own. As a woman, I have no intention of indulging in that atmosphere."

Morgan's eyes briefly focused on Mellie.

He added coldly.

[However, when she mentioned you, the deep love in her eyes could never be hidden.]

[This winter princess is still cool]

[Now I am still surrounded by the love and happiness given by my husband]

【Warmth overflows from my heart】

Even though she said she didn't want to get involved in other men's conversations, she was actually too obsessed with her husband.

I wonder what expression I'll show when I see him.

[That’s why I chose to avoid it].

Chapter 229: Ten Years of Peace [Please subscribe! Please vote! ]

"A complete... defeat..."

"As we agreed before the battle, Vortigern, submit to me and serve me as your master."

Vortigern floated on the sea, dying.

Moran stood right in front of him.

[If you intend to completely destroy it, then it will definitely not survive this blow.]

[Even Vortigern himself knew this]

[Thus, this dragon that plunged Britain into turmoil has completely surrendered to your royal glory.]

You are the king far above it.

"Furthermore, you possess the means to perpetuate the Age of Gods and the power to save this land. There's no reason to cling to that senseless pride any longer; it bows its head for you."

【Dedicated to you from body to heart】

The Demonic Dragon Vortigern hereby declares: From now on, there will never be another king as great as you, nor will there ever be another powerful being who can surpass your brilliance.

【See the dragon surrender at your feet】

[It was as if even the darkness that obscured the sky had surrendered, and it all dispersed, revealing the azure sky.]

【Rays of light shine on you】

[Welcome the victorious and undefeated king]

The demon army cheers for King 260's victory.

You gaze at your subordinates offering their fanatical loyalty, and your eyes reveal the pride and kindness of a king.

[For these subordinates who refused to give up even when on the verge of death]

【Sincerely wish them a happy future】

Even the king and nobles who had just joined the army were also stained with the color of the army.

[Excited to be transformed into a strand of the lion's mane]

[Witness the fierce battle against the mysterious, see the unparalleled power of a true king, and experience the king's dominance with both body and mind]

【Ashamed of calling myself a king】

[Now that you are so brilliant, these kings and nobles can only bow their heads as mortals.]

“This war is our victory.

From now on, we will become Britain's greatest mystery, shouldering the responsibility of ensuring that the ideals we pursue exist forever in the world."

You swore this to your subordinates.

They responded with a roar like a tsunami, confident that they would continue to win victories like this.

[The emotional torrent of shouting continues to spread——]

[Struggle, fight, and continue to fight until the end of eternity, just to achieve the ideal country that you desire]

After that, things just happened naturally.

The Immortal Demon Army is devouring Britain at a raging speed. Nothing can stop them.

[When the dragon is defeated and all foreign enemies are annihilated]

[Achieving unity is inevitable]

[Whether it was the Picts, who had been enemies for many years, or the remaining Saxons on the island, they were all crushed and destroyed by the terrifying army walking on the path of magic, and had no ability to resist at all.]

The radiance of the King of Light spreads across Britain

[Nobles and kings were driven mad by this glory, some offered their loyalty with tears streaming down their cheeks, and some were so captivated by the light that they forgot themselves.]

【You see all the various gestures of people】

Even those who try to be clever and submit to the Lord of Light on the surface, but actually play tricks behind the scenes.

They are just asking for trouble.

[Though the King's Brilliance is Dazzling]

[But, it will also bring a blazing heat]

[With all of Britain transformed into your inner organs, you can bring desolation and natural disasters to the rebel's territory with just a thought, without even the use of demonic soldiers.]

[Only the land covered by your love]

[Only then can it last forever in Britain as the land of the Age of Gods]

[When the disaster strikes, no one will question your kingship, and your people will take the initiative to fight against the rebels on your behalf.]

Their loyalty is only to the King.

[Ten years have passed since the battle with Vortigern]

[In the past ten years, the chaos and darkness of the past have become distant to the people of Britain. They have lived a very stable life under your rule.]

[Reconstruction of the Holy City of Camelot]

[True Ascension to the Throne as King of Britain]

[You change the system to an absolute monarchy. Other kings lose their brilliance in front of you. Britain will only have one king.]

【At the same time, Artoria also grew up】

[Although some loyal subordinates believe that she is a threat due to the prophecy, they feel that Britain does not need a second king.

[But you smiled calmly, knowing that Altria would never be your enemy.]

[As you expected, Artoria pulled out the sword from the stone. She did not declare herself king to the outside world.]

She became your knight.

[She has the memory of the last simulation. No matter what, she will only stand by your side.]

"As expected... Moran... you are more suitable to be the king... than me..."

"Haha, don't say that. I think you're not bad at all, Leah. I have my limitations. I want this utopia to last forever, not to become a perfect, eternal king."

Moran said something very meaningful.

This left Altria a little confused.

She couldn't find fault with this beautiful Britain, and naturally wanted Moran to continue ruling.

Although there are many confusions in my heart.

But she won't doubt your words.

[Not only Artoria has become your knight]

Many Knights of the Round Table admire your glory, just like the kings and nobles who are drawn to you. They also offer you the hilts of their swords as a token of their loyalty.

[Similar to the knights such as Gawain, Agnivan, Gareth, and Mordred, they are the offspring born from you and Morgan]

[The wall that expands from the Blood Ring by you]

[Now, it covers the whole of Britain]

It's called a city wall, but in reality, it's an invisible barrier that ordinary people can't see or touch. You can freely determine the conceptual form of the wall, and the transparent membrane is also a purposeful design.

【Since we want to build an everlasting land】

Then, standing still is not an option.

[Like keeping Britain in a greenhouse, you didn't choose to do that]

Although the transparent city wall turned Britain into a singularity, it did not cut off its connection with the outside world.

People in Britain can travel outside the island.

【People from outside the island can also come to the island】

The walls you built isolate the world's rules and the great source of magic within the British Isles.

Cultural exchange and communication are essential.

[As a king, you have such foresight].

Chapter 230: I don’t intend to stop here [Please subscribe! Please subscribe! ]

"Father, the Romans outside the island are still refusing to give up. I will lead the troops to give them a complete defeat!"

Before the throne of Camelot Palace.

Gawain, a Knight of the Round Table, knelt on one knee and offered advice.

"That's all right. Let those Romans send their troops as many as they want. They'll see why Britain is hailed as the land of the last Age of Gods. My glory will shine across all of Britain. Just remember this in your hearts."

Moran sat on the throne with one hand supporting his face.

There was no sign of emotion.

"Okay, okay, you are too impatient.

I know you are all very worried. If you are worried, you can lead your troops to guard the border and they will understand. Afterwards, if the Romans still want to fight, it will not be too late to send troops then."

Moran saw that his soldiers were all eager to fight.

But he just smiled helplessly.

If he really let his demon army go straight to the battle, it wouldn't take long before they would beat the enemy to their knees and beg for mercy.

Even that is still not enough.

In the end, it is nothing more than promoting the strength of Britain's military.

What Moran wanted to show was Britain's might as the land of the Age of Gods, not the power of its military.

We must fundamentally establish the image of Britain.

This is the land of the Age of Gods that humans must never offend, and it is a different world that cannot be overturned by human power.

As for the military strength, that will come later.

Everything has to start from the most basic.