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

"Is Guinevere back?"

In this kingdom, the princess's status can be called "honorable" - not only because she is beautiful, but also because she is friendly, and more importantly, because she brought the most needed supplies to the kingdom during its most difficult period, and volunteered to serve as the kingdom's "diplomat", responsible for dealing with leaders of other kingdoms.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Kingdom of Camelot has a good impression today. Half of it is due to King Artoria, who signed a covenant with the gods, and the other half is due to Princess Guinevere, who has both good temperament and good image.

"Hey, hey, don't let the other princess hear you say something like that—she's a big grudge holder."

Merlin said with a smile, mentioning the Red Dragon Princess, who also had a very noble status but did not seem to be very popular among people.

But in the next moment, the expression on his face became very serious again:

"But the guest visiting this time is more noble than those two princesses combined."

"???"

Altria looked up in confusion, not understanding what the magician was trying to say.

But again, Merlin would never lie.

"Okay, okay, let me see how distinguished this guest is—"

With a hint of curiosity, Artoria stood up from her seat, ready to leave the palace and greet the "distinguished guest" that Merlin mentioned.

But, there is no need for that anymore.

"Clang-"

The heavy door was opened directly from the outside.

A small figure stood at the door, facing the light, making it difficult to see his face.

But his unhappy voice sounded so familiar to Altria - a familiarity in the soul.

“This is the country I’m protecting!”

"Who do you call the guest, magician?"

Chapter 51: Bring down the whip of complete defeat!

On the streets of Camelot.

It's an ordinary day.

As usual, no matter how busy the king of this country was, he would always take some time out to walk around the residential area and chat with the most ordinary citizens of the kingdom about recent events.

People also eagerly answered the king's various questions.

But at the same time, these people's eyes couldn't help but fall on the little boy who followed the king and remained silent from beginning to end.

What's so good about Wang? As long as you come here, you can see him every day!

But I have never seen this young man with white hair before!

Although in Camelot, where knights gather, there are also some rare star-level figures - for example, Bedivere, the [perfect knight template], Tristan, [even fairies would be shy when seeing him], Kay, who is [ambitious], Guinevere, who is [beautiful]... These people are all good, and each of them has their own unique charm, attracting a group of fans.

But in front of this white-haired young man, they seemed to be eclipsed in an instant, and the halo around them was no longer visible.

"Mom, this brother can shine——"

"Did he eat something that glows?"

An ignorant little girl spoke the truth in innocent words - this earned her a scolding from her mother, the boy looking up at the sky, and the blonde girl's mouth corners that could no longer be suppressed and began to rise.

"Laugh if you want."

After a long time, when the diligent king finally finished inspecting her territory, he came to an uninhabited grassland.

The boy finally spoke and expressed his true thoughts.

"It's just this once, anyway."

"Let's just have a good laugh."

……

The girl finally smiled.

In this deserted suburb, a smile came from the heart.

——But this smile was definitely not a mockery of the boy’s petite figure, or his style that was out of tune with others and had a “bling bling” special effect.

"So, it turns out that this is the only reason you haven't transformed into a human form!"

"Do you care? The way you are now?"

Altria reached out her hand and patted the boy's shoulder as if to comfort him - she enjoyed the feeling because with her height of only a little over 1.5 meters, there were not many people whose shoulders she could touch without raising her hand.

Bai Long's face darkened and he said nothing.

But at this time, silence is the answer.

In fact, he has been able to transform into a human being for a long time, and he can also change into humans of various appearances, whether young or old, male or female - as a true god, he still has this ability.

But if we were to say what human form truly suits his current state, it would probably be this:

The boy, about thirteen or fourteen years old, was in a stage where he was about to develop but had not yet developed; he had already taken on the appearance of a teenager, but still had some childishness in him - that was because he did not evolve naturally, but evolved suddenly by absorbing the mysteries of those holy swords.

As for the shimmering white light that emanated from him… that was, of course, a high-level special effect inherent to the god! It was a symbol of "extraordinary"!

——Just like Illya in "Magical Girl Illya", or like Doma Yui in school in "Himuko! Umaru-chan".

He doesn't need to be introduced, and people don't need to know who he is. But as long as he stands in the crowd, people will know who the real "protagonist" is.

But is this situation really good?

No matter what others think, Shirataki doesn't like to attract attention... He simply maintains his dragon form and spends most of his time in his sanctuary, rarely attracting the attention of the world.

"Then why are you suddenly willing to become like this today?"

Altria asked again curiously.

But even when faced with such a simple question, Shirataki remained silent for a long time.

"Xiaolong?"

Until Artoria made a puzzled sound, the ahoge on her head bent into the shape of a "?".

The young man shook his head slightly, looking calm and composed.

"nothing."

"I just want you to see it."

……

Shirataki continued chatting with Altria.

Although there are always many topics between them, the most important topic at the moment is undoubtedly related to the White Dragon King who has merged with Britain.

"Merlin said..."

"Well, I've found a solution!"

Without waiting for Altria to ask the question, Shirataki confidently gave the answer.

——It was not Merlin’s answer, but an answer he came up with himself.

"Ah? What can I do?"

Altria was a little curious - but it was very rare that this little dragon, who always knew everything to tell her, kept a secret from her this time.

"You'll find out soon."

Shirataki said confidently.

At the same time, a gust of wind suddenly surged from his body.

The strong wind swept the boy's body, raising dust all over the sky, and also swept Artoria in.

When Artoria opened her eyes again, she found herself soaring in the sky. Beneath her feet was a giant white dragon, soaring towards the demon dragon's location with the conviction of victory.

"Watch it!"

"No matter what the outcome is, victory in this battle is mine!"

……

Cretaceous City.

When Shirataki and Altria once again arrived above the fortress city that had become a dragon's lair, it was raining.

It was the continuous rain that kept beating down on the evil dragon entrenched in the city.

Compared to the past few days, the condition of this dragon seems to be much better.

——Of course, it can also be said that it is much worse.

The reason why the dragon appeared so weak before was because of the constant struggle between Vortigern's "humanity" and the will of the British Isles.

And now, perhaps true assimilation had been completed, the dragon, now one with the British Isles, was no longer the dying dragon it once was.

He could already raise his head and gaze at the figure standing in the sky with a defiant look.

"My brother, son of Uther!"

"Don't you understand yet? This island has no future!"

"Even you can't save this island... No, it's because of people like you and me that this island is headed for destruction."

"Because the power that resides in you and me is simply incompatible with humans!"

"As long as you live, Britain has no future—curse it, the Britain of old has perished long ago!"

The dragon laughed wildly and asked a soul-searching question to the king in the sky.

The king remained silent, unable to answer the question.

But she didn't need to answer this question anymore.

"So, are you done with your last words?"

The white dragon in the sky let out a roar that shook the sky.

The sound waves dispersed the dark clouds and stopped the rain.

In the azure sky, only the giant dragon, symbolizing [victory], is shining with dazzling blue light.

"O mighty dragon born from the divine, fly into the mire of chaos and bring down upon my enemies the whip of utter defeat!"

"Ritual summons—"

"Come down, victorious dragon, the Blue-Eyes Chaos Dragon!!!"

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Chapter 52 Please remember what I look like now

A white dragon with a green glow on its body descended from the sky.

He fell into the dragon's lair and engaged in the most primitive and cruel fight with the White Dragon King, who had already merged with Britain.

"Since you are no longer able to control this island, then just die peacefully!"

The dragon claws, filled with terrifying power, easily tore apart the scales on the dragon's body, revealing the black flesh inside that seemed to have changed in nature.

Despair and curse flowed out of the dragon's body in the form of blood, and inevitably stained the white dragon.

"Be careful--"

While exclaiming, Artoria raised the holy sword in her hand, wanting to join in the fight between dragons.

But Bailong shook his head and threw him out.