Anime: Blue-Eyes Baby Dragon, picked up by the Knight King

[You can't check everything, right? ]

What if something is found out and the boss tells us to charge in? Are we going to continue to just slack off and get paid?

……

Only a few seconds had passed.

But in just a few seconds, Morgan's mood suddenly became extremely complicated.

There was resentment—resentment for why her father had not told her the truth and had kept her in the dark.

There was anger - anger that an illegitimate daughter had the right to inherit the throne of Camelot, when she was obviously the most reasonable and legitimate successor.

She felt ashamed—ashamed that the power she had secretly accumulated for ten years was just a laughing stock. She really didn't have the talent a leader should have, and she almost ruined the plan to restore the country.

She was thankful—thankful that she wasn't the true heir to the throne, thankful that her foresighted father had a real backup plan. Even if she died here, her illegitimate sister, whom she had never met, would once again raise the red dragon's banner on this land, letting the name of [Pandoragon] resound throughout Britannia!

And in the very end, when all these complicated emotions disappeared, all that remained in her body was her first and last pride.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Facing the completely impossible-to-defeat white dragon, Morgan, who had already made up his mind, suddenly let out a low growl.

The roar sounded like a lioness on the hunt, rough and low, with a slight wheeze, totally inconsistent with her image of an elegant and noble princess.

But it unexpectedly fits her current temperament.

There's no such thing as innate nobility; there's only a throne forged through strength and blood. The phrase "Red Dragon Princess" never focuses on the elegant "princess," but rather on the "red dragon," a symbol of absolute violence.

"Om-"

The magic in the air was gathering towards Morgan.

This "Lord of the Island", who was recognized by Britain but had never received any formal magic training, used all his strength to barely condense a magic light bullet the size of a basketball.

This wasn't her limit, she could still mobilize more magic power, but her fragile human body couldn't bear any more power.

In the end, she used the last bit of strength in her body to throw this "tiny" magic light bullet at the mountain-like white dragon in front of her.

"White Dragon King!"

"I am Morgan le Fay, daughter of King Uther."

"—Come to see me!"

Chapter 30: Dragons do not interfere with each other

Morgan attacked Shirataki.

Without a doubt, it was a ridiculous attack. Compared to the towering dragon, the basketball-sized energy ball wasn't particularly dangerous—it couldn't even break Shirataki's defenses. Before the ball could reach him, the magical energy emanating from his massive body automatically knocked it into the air.

"boom--"

A blue-white ball of light exploded almost where Shirataki's wings should be. The dazzling light briefly illuminated the pitch-black night, but the next moment, silence returned.

"So, what should we do with her?"

Looking at the Red Dragon Princess who was lying on the ground due to severe exhaustion and unable to get up, a hint of admiration flashed in Vina's eyes.

It was only now that she fully understood why Shirataki hated her so much for only kneeling on the ground and praying. After all, even as an enemy, she hoped that her enemy would be a brave man who dared to swing his sword at the gods even though he knew he could not win, rather than a weakling who only knew to close his eyes and wait for death when faced with difficulties!

"So, do you want to absorb her?"

"She seems to have some misunderstandings about us, but I think she would be a good partner."

Vina suggested heartily.

The nearly six-month journey of wandering has broadened her horizons, but has also deepened her loneliness. She gradually realized that a "companion" is a very valuable thing, but unfortunately, the only person she could call a "companion," Shirataki, is not suitable to travel with her.

"Do not."

“This is not our business.”

Shirataki rejected Vina's proposal.

He had to admit that Morgan's soul really contained a huge mystery - half of the mystery of this island resided in her soul.

No wonder Vina described her as "I can't help but want to take a bite."

This Morgan is truly a tonic comparable to Tang Sanzang's flesh. One bite grants immortality, two bites grant immortality. If one could absorb all the mysteries hidden within her, one could ascend to heaven in one fell swoop, becoming one of the rulers of this island... But, as expected, that kind of thing should be forgotten.

He had no interest in forcing his mark on things that did not belong to him.

And Morgan, the princess who clearly has the blood of a red dragon flowing in her body but cannot ascend the throne as king, has never been within his jurisdiction.

"That's her business."

"Let her handle it."

Although Shirataki didn't say it explicitly, Vina knew that the "she" he was referring to was the ahoge sister she had once met. She was also the recently popular chosen king who was said to be able to save Britain.

[Remember, no matter how close your relationship with him is, even if it's just close enough to share food.]

[But the only thing you should do is not interfere when the other party is teaching his own subjects a lesson—unless you are ready to break with him or even become his enemy.]

This is what Merlin once used to teach Artoria, but the same principle applies to Shirataki.

This is the Red Dragon Clan's own business... Let that stupid-haired creature worry about it himself!

……

In the same mountains, under the same night sky.

A place called "Kingdom" is actually just a slightly larger village.

In the pitch-black night, most people had already gone to sleep. Only in one small wooden house were three or four candles still burning, illuminating the slightly narrow room.

Three people sat around a square wooden table in the room. Two knights sat opposite each other, discussing something in quiet voices. A magician in a white robe stared toward the door, pretending to listen intently, but in reality, his mind was already wandering.

"Spring planting has been completed... but we are running out of food and have to find a way to get through this lean period."

"I have sent people to buy grain from the neighboring kingdoms, but those kings seem unwilling to sell to us, even if we pay twice as much as others."

"Also, although there doesn't seem to be any signs of drought in our territory, victims have already fled into our territory... They claim to have suffered a disaster unseen in a century and are requesting to join our kingdom."

"Sir Kai has already led people up the mountain to cut down trees and build simple shelters for the victims overnight."

The silver-haired knight reported the latest developments of the kingdom bit by bit.

His name was Bedivere—the knight who had found this territory and Altria in the early spring of this year.

At first, Artoria thought he was just like the other knights, wanting to challenge her in order to "become famous."

But later, Altria found that she seemed to have misunderstood him.

This knight named Bedivere did not have any extraordinary powers. He was just an ordinary person.

But apart from that, he is the most perfect knight in Altria's heart!

Loyal, humble, and committed to justice, he possessed the lofty ideal of saving the island from chaos. Most importantly, he possessed a knack for handling government affairs, and he was extremely conscientious and responsible, completing every task Altria assigned him without compromise. He was completely unlike her adopted brother, who would slack off whenever possible and would never exert even 100% effort.

With so many advantages, he quickly gained the trust of Altria and was promoted to a secretary to assist her in handling various affairs - what Kai called "the king's lackey."

"Sir Bedivere, thank you for your hard work."

"Go and rest first, you still have to work tomorrow."

"Me? You don't have to worry about me. It's still early for me to rest!"

Altria said with a smile.

——She lied.

She didn't need to rest, and she had no intention of doing so. Now that the machine called "King" was already operating at full capacity, she couldn't bear to waste even a moment.

"But, with all due respect, King."

"I'm afraid you'll have to stop what you're doing."

Bedivere left.

But suddenly, another person's voice was heard in the room.

"Merlin?"

Altria looked at Merlin in surprise.

It was the first time that she saw a hint of panic or even a desire to escape on the face of this magician who always appeared calm no matter what happened.

"What happened?"

"Well...it's not a big deal actually."

"Just don't tell me for a moment, I'm here too."

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Chapter 31: Dragon's Sanctuary

Shirataki circled in the night sky.

He did not descend because he did not want to destroy the small houses below that were like building blocks; nor did he make any sound because he had no intention of disturbing the sweet dreams of those humans who had worked hard all day.

"Good evening~"

After a while, Artoria, who had finally finished her business, walked out of the cabin.

She raised her head and looked at the young dragon in front of her with a joyful expression. She had not seen it for a long time... No, now it can no longer be called a young dragon. It has become a majestic behemoth, a true god.

But in Artoria's heart, it was undoubtedly the baby dragon that once jumped out of the stone and carried two rabbits to share with her.

"You mean, let me go with you? Where to?"

Altria looked at the direction of Shirataki's finger in confusion - that was his back, and there were two blurry figures sitting on his back.

One of them was someone Altria recognized. She was the little girl who had been rescued by Shirataki before and later became his subordinate... But who was the woman sitting next to that little girl, who seemed to be unconscious?

"why?"

Altria pressed her right hand against her chest, somewhat confused.

"Just seeing her... your heart is beating so fast?"

……

Shirataki, who received Altria, continued to fly forward.

He flew so fast that in just a few minutes he had already crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and arrived at a place that Artoria was once very familiar with, but now felt very strange to her.

"Is this... that valley?"

Passing through the familiar crevice, Artoria looked at the scene in front of her with some suspicion:

In what should have been pitch black, countless fireflies seemed to float, emitting faint light. Artoria approached and discovered that these were actually luminous spirits—they drifted freely in this valley, which should have been narrow but now seemed vast and boundless, lighting up every spot shrouded in darkness.

The Dragon Temple, built by the young dragon himself and the statues she personally carved, emitted a pure white fluorescence in the night. Standing there, it formed the moon and stars on the earth with the surrounding elves, making people feel as if they were in the Milky Way.

"Well, this is that valley."

"I just rebuilt it temporarily."

Shirataki landed on the grass—even though he tried to be gentle, the wind from his landing inevitably blew up a group of elves. They cheered and quickly scattered in all directions, like a sudden explosion of fireworks.

"I see. Is this your sanctuary?"

After a brief moment of surprise, Artoria gradually understood what was going on.

The sanctuary - can also be understood as a semi-secret realm, a place that is connected to the real world but independent of the real world.

Britain has many legends about holy places: for example, the most famous Celtic hero Cuchulainn once learned various combat skills in the holy place called the Land of Shadows, and eventually became famous throughout the world; for example, the legendary Irish hero Ossian once mistakenly entered the holy place of Poseidon, and he eventually married the daughter of Poseidon and spent a short period of happy time there - but when he left the fairy island, he found that three hundred years had passed in the outside world.