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

The next moment, white light fell from his body and landed on the bodies of Artoria and the villagers.

The white light was warm, like a spring breeze sweeping away fatigue. At the same time, it seemed to hold a mysterious power. Altria sensed this power briefly and discovered it was a defensive blessing that significantly increased the recipient's resistance to "mysterious" aspects.

"Hmm... seems to be somewhat useful?"

Altria nodded hesitantly - she herself was the Red Dragon King and possessed the highest level of magic resistance, so such a blessing was actually ineffective for her.

As for other people... I can only say that who in their right mind would ask for this kind of blessing of "magic immunity"?

"Of course, this ability is more than that. Its most important function is to protect your kingdom, preventing those evil forces from invading your kingdom."

Shirataki continued to explain.

This is actually the true meaning of the "Holy Covenant" signed between the [God] and the [Holy King].

The king used the name of God to rally the people, and God used the king's authority to extend his power to the living world. From then on, Altria's kingdom became Shirataki's sanctuary, and his power naturally spread to every corner of the kingdom.

"There is no room for disturbance in the sanctuary, and no room for violence in the world."

"Those evil magicians will no longer be able to perform any tricks in this sacred kingdom."

"All evil will be exposed under the illumination of this sacred light."

Translated into adult language, it is:

[It's actually a super large-scale barrier + magic detection radar. ]

[People like Merlin will no longer be able to appear and disappear as they please!]

Having already thought of this, Artoria instantly raised her head and looked at the huge jade-like dragon in the sky, her emerald eyes sparkling.

"Wow~"

“This is so helpful!”

……

Shirataki came quickly and left quickly.

He only stayed above the logging team for less than five minutes.

But these five minutes were enough to become a hot topic in this new kingdom for the entire second half of the year.

Those who had witnessed the Dragon God's heroic presence tirelessly recounted their experiences, seemingly ordinary until they told them, becoming anything but ordinary. They spread new legends throughout the tavern, with stories like "When we were exhausted, the gods suddenly appeared and bestowed upon us a sacred white light that restored our strength." Kai, who was already starving for free drinks, had to consider whether he should seek out the "little dragon" with whom he had a good relationship and see if he could come up with a few more jokes.

Internal harmony and everyone's hope for the future - this is the true portrayal of this new kingdom.

But at the same time, the overall environment outside does not seem so peaceful.

"Your Majesty, according to reports from our merchants... it seems some rumors have arisen in other kingdoms that are quite unfavorable to us."

Bedivere carefully reported to Artoria a major event that had recently occurred in Britain.

But in fact, even if he didn't say it, Altria knew what was going on.

Morgan le Fay, the daughter of King Uther, recognized by all kings and theoretically first in line to the throne of Camelot, suddenly raised the Camelot flag. Standing beneath it, she publicly declared that Artoria was nothing more than a shameful "illegitimate daughter" with no claim to the throne of Camelot.

At the same time, she used herself as a bet and invited the eight most powerful kings of the time to "encircle" Artoria and her new kingdom, and threatened that she would marry the final winner.

This is undoubtedly a trap.

Altria, who had communicated with Morgan in advance, understood that her sister had gathered all the enemy's forces together.

As for the rest... it is to let the world witness the power of the Red Dragon King, pave the way with the blood and corpse of the false king, and help the real King of Britain ascend the throne!

"But isn't she taking this a bit too extreme?"

"Even if we succeed in the end...wouldn't her reputation be ruined?"

To be honest, Altria was very opposed to Morgan's plan of "luring someone into a trap".

She didn't need to use such means to defeat those kings - even if it took a little longer and took a little longer, she never wanted to sacrifice her sister's reputation.

In Artoria's eyes, such a sacrifice was completely unnecessary.

But Morgan insisted on doing so.

“But think about it from another perspective.”

"What on earth could make such a proud and reserved princess abandon her remaining self-respect?"

"There's no doubt she really wants those kings dead!"

Merlin lamented the princess's pettiness while secretly warning himself not to meet her.

—By the way, since Shirataki's [Guardian] power was already in effect, he knocked on the door to come in today.

PS: Thanks to [blad..] and [Long Aotian] for their monthly ticket support.

Chapter 38: King of Daimao: Rich Woman, Hungry, Food

Almost two months passed.

As summer gradually passed, a half-month of continuous rain brought the coolness of autumn to the island.

But such rain cannot extinguish the restlessness in people's hearts.

"There's going to be a war."

"A big battle is about to begin."

Although the king had not yet issued a conscription order, with two full months of preparation time, even the most obtuse person could sense the oppressive atmosphere gathering on the island.

The shadow of war once again looms over the island called "Britain".

Ironically, the last large-scale war on this island was the decisive battle between the Red Dragon King Uther and the White Dragon King Vortigern ten years ago.

The outcome of that battle was the death of King Uther and the destruction of Camelot.

What about this time? How will this civil war, sparked by the Red Dragon Sisters, end?

"Eight kingdoms, nearly 30,000 people."

"With so many people gathered at once...even for me it's a bit difficult to handle."

As Artoria listened to the information gathered by Bedivere, her face showed bitterness.

Of course, she was not worried about how to defeat these enemies.

Don't forget, she's not actually human in the normal sense. She's a dragon, a true red dragon.

No matter if the enemy numbered 10,000, 30,000, or even 100,000, she could easily overwhelm them with the dragon's breath—it was just a matter of spraying it a few more times.

But the problem now is: Artoria doesn't want to kill so many people, and absolutely cannot kill so many people.

The 30,000 troops led by the eight kings were almost all the elite British. Artoria certainly couldn't kill them all—she was the chosen king of Britain, and she would rely on these elite troops to rule the island.

She had to find a way to defeat the eight kings while preserving the manpower of both sides to the greatest extent possible.

"It would be nice if the outcome of a knight's duel could determine victory or defeat."

Altria thought with some regret.

She herself knows that this sounds like the best solution, but it is actually a fantasy, right?

How could those kings who only knew how to play with power give up their greatest advantage in order to reduce the losses of their subordinates?

"Don't underestimate the other party, King."

"Although most of them are good-for-nothings...among those eight kings, there is one true warrior."

"King Berlinno—the king who inherited the [Brave] legacy—possessed martial prowess that was in no way inferior to your father's. In fact, if he had joined forces with your father to fight Vortigern, the outcome would have been unpredictable."

Merlin, sitting on a stool, was fiddling with a small white creature that looked like a kitten and a fox, while giving Altria the latest intelligence:

"Also, although the situation here is quite serious, it's not that there is no good news at all."

"Among the British kings, there are still some who support our king."

"Who?"

"King Leodegrance."

"Huh? Who is he? Do you need me to visit him?"

"Your father's good friend missed that fatal war because of his mediocre martial arts skills, and he himself had no talent for governing a country - but he did give birth to a daughter who brought disaster to the country and the people."

"???"

"Stop asking questions. They've already arrived at the village gate, why don't you go out and greet them?"

"Are you going to let that guy Kai whistle at a distinguished princess?"

……

Artoria hurried to the main gate of the village.

As Merlin had said, a beautiful silver-haired girl was standing at the village gate, surveying the surroundings with curiosity.

Of course, the girl did not come alone - there were more than a dozen horse-drawn carriages following her, loaded with large bags of grain, as well as hoes, iron basins and other utensils that might be used in life.

With these supplies behind her, she can be said to be full of sincerity!

The people in the village were also looking at her curiously.

But the girl exuded an air of nobility—the quality of someone who had lived in the palace since childhood and was pampered.

Even though the girl had no ill intentions and no intention of keeping people at a distance, the ordinary people in the village could only look at her from afar, not daring to stare at her otherworldly appearance.

"Your Highness Guinevere, yes. Please wait here for a moment. I will go and ask the king for instructions."

In the end, it was Bedivere who came forward to conduct the preliminary handover with the beautiful princess.

"Thank God, Brother Kai isn't here."

Altria had never been so grateful for her brother's lazy nature.

But in the next moment, she showed a very formal, gentle and polite smile to entertain this distinguished guest from afar.

"Welcome, Your Highness."

"Sir Bedivere, please go to the kitchen and prepare some fruit and food for lunch."

"...Forget it, don't prepare the food. I'll let Merlin figure it out."

Altria hesitated.

Although she understood the royal etiquette, it was her first time to entertain a real princess - not to mention that this princess came to this small village in the valley with a lot of supplies when no one was optimistic about her.

Under such circumstances, she would undoubtedly offer the highest courtesy to entertain the princess who came from afar.

But the problem is... in this kingdom where everything is still in its infancy, what is the highest reward? Pickled salmon? Or ham made from the flesh of monsters?

Can this pampered princess really swallow those "horrible" foods?

Altria looked at the silver-haired princess in front of her who looked very noble with a worried look.

However, the princess named "Guinevere" seemed to have known all this would happen, and a very relaxed and happy smile appeared on her face:

"Don't bother with that, Your Majesty."

"My father knows you are short of food here, so he specially prepared a cart of mutton and three barrels of wine for you. These should be more than enough for today's banquet."

"Also, my father has gone to lobby the other kings. He said that although he doesn't know what the outcome will be, he must do everything he can to prevent this war that shouldn't have happened."

Chapter 39: The brave man's fate is to die on the battlefield

Those idiots are always causing trouble for the king.

This is what Merlin in the parallel world used to describe the Knights of the Round Table. Now, when applied to this "King Leodegrance", it is surprisingly appropriate.

"We are all Celts, Britons who have lived on this island for generations. But now, our homeland is being invaded by foreigners. The shameless king has invited overseas bandits. Our living environment is already precarious!"