But the price was the disintegration of the Round Table and the destruction of the Kingdom of Camelot.

"Is it really worth it?"

He couldn't help but ask himself this, but he couldn't find an answer that would make him feel at ease.

And now, this problem is not over yet. A new problem, more serious than this one, is facing him.

【Shirataki】.

He looked at the man sitting at the stone table, holding the little white animal named Fu Fu, and quietly listening to other people's conversation.

As the most important attendant to the Knight King, he could be sure that there was absolutely no such man in the "Kingdom of Camelot" that he was familiar with!

In other words, this man was the culprit who caused the distortion of history and thus summoned these "Knights of the Round Table" to this land.

"He's an anomaly."

Like an experienced repairman, he, in pursuit of truth, saw the problem at a glance.

However, looking at this beautiful ideal country, looking at his mother who had an impatient look on her face but never left... could he really say the word "wrong"?

Is what he expects really the broken Britain, the destroyed Camelot, and the king kneeling on the sea of ​​corpses and blood, crying bitterly?

……

Because of the excessive pain, Aguiwen closed his eyes.

He took several deep breaths in succession until his body finally felt better and his confused mind finally cleared up a little, then he opened his eyes again.

But the scene before us is no longer the garden full of sunshine and laughter.

But it is a pure white space.

[Shirataki]——The man he judged as "wrong" was standing in this space, looking at him with eyes full of admiration.

“This is my spiritual realm.”

"But don't get me wrong, it wasn't me who dragged you into this."

"It's your own soul that resonated with my realm and entered on its own."

"It's amazing! He didn't even investigate anything, yet he found the [correct answer] right away."

Shirataki praised Aguguiwen's vision.

This man who has been pursuing the truth all his life, after becoming a heroic spirit, his wish was sublimated into a kind of ability.

In front of his eyes, all "evil" cannot escape.

——But now, there is no evil in his sight..0

Agguiwen looked at the man in front of him with an almost dull expression - no, it should be said that he was looking at the white dragon.

He could see the curses and despair attached to the white dragon's body. Those were the most evil and terrifying things in the world.

But they could never erode the white dragon's body. In the midst of curse and despair, the white dragon's body remained sacred, radiating a light that symbolized purity.

"Why, shocked?"

"You underestimate me too much!"

"I, Shirataki, even if I hold Camelot in one hand and bear the wrath and curse of this island on my back, I am still invincible in the world!"

——These rather arrogant words came out of this man’s mouth in a tone that was almost joking.

Well, actually Shirataki was just joking.

He is not invincible, at least he cannot beat the purple old woman for now.

But Aguwen nodded in conviction.

He believed what Shirataki said - but at the same time, the expression on his face was even more painful and conflicted.

"He's not wrong either."

"That noble ideal...cannot be wrong."

He already knew what was going on.

The king who, in his opinion, had never been recognized by others and could be said to have died alone; finally found a "companion" who truly shared the same ideals as her in this parallel world.

These two joined forces in 2.1, using their extraordinary power to forcibly reverse the destructive outcome. On this island of Britain, which was supposed to be at the end of the world, they established a true "Heaven on Earth."

“What a wonderful country.”

If possible, Agguiwen really wants the [King of Knights] he knows to come and see this country.

If the king could see this country, he would surely show a genuine smile, right?

Aguiwen thought so.

At the same time, a chain with a tip as sharp as a spear appeared silently behind him.

——But the target of this weapon is definitely not the smiling god in front of him.

But he swallowed his own throat.

He was ready to commit suicide.

Chapter 62 Please give her more trust!

Aguiwen prepared to commit suicide.

He was undoubtedly in pain at this moment, because for a true knight, this was by no means a glorious death.

But he had to commit suicide.

He was caught between the perfect ideal and the tragic reality - the will of the planet asked him to correct this wrong history, but this "wrong history" was the most correct "ideal" in the hearts of him and the Knights of the Round Table.

In this case, whatever he did would be wrong.

Therefore, "suicide" - a way of death that is destined to have no redemption and go to hell, became the best option in his mind.

If you can't solve the problem, then solve the person who created it. This Knight of the Round Table, known for his cold-bloodedness, was definitely not an idealist like Gawain and Bedivere. He had a rather pragmatic worldview and methodology.

He is willing to pay any price for the continuation of this ideal kingdom - including himself, of course.

but.

"Dang Cang——"

Unexpected.

The chain gun he was controlling, which was about to pierce his throat, was shot down by the man who was clearly their "enemy".

"???"

Agguiwen raised his head in confusion and looked at the man in front of him with a distressed expression on his face.

"Really."

After stopping Aguguiwen from "suicide", Bai Long stroked his forehead, looking quite helpless.

"Although I do hate that magician, there's one thing he said that's actually true."

"You Knights of the Round Table are so skilled at causing trouble for Altria."

Shirataki took a few steps forward and came in front of Aguguiwen.

Looking at the face that seemed a little stunned, he wanted to laugh, but also felt a little sad.

"Really? In the minds of you Knights of the Round Table, what kind of person is King Altria?"

"A little girl with innocent dreams?"

"This is absolutely ridiculous... Please give her a little more trust and believe that she will be able to resolve this incident."

"Don't forget, she was chosen by God and destined to be the king who saves this island!"

"!!!"

Agguiwen's eyes widened.

The next moment, the white light quickly disappeared, and the warm sunlight and vibrant new green appeared in his sight again.

The women's laughter and joyful chatter rang in his ears at the same time.

"Hey, is that your son too?"

"He seems a little different from the other brothers."

"But he does look quite like you... Well, if I had to say, the others don't seem like your children."

Guinevere brought the topic back to Agrawen.

But Aguguiwen was completely unaware of it.

He just looked at the man sitting at the stone table and smiling at him with an almost dull look.

Before he knew it, his back was already wet with cold sweat.

"Please give her a little more trust."

Shirataki's words kept echoing in his mind.

That was a fact he never understood until his death, and if Shirataki hadn't pointed it out to him, he might never have thought of it.

Having a pair of eyes that can see through the truth is actually not a big deal.

What is truly amazing is that after seeing through the truth, you can still come up with a solution to the problem.

- Instead of being like him, picking out the so-called truth without considering the consequences, and then messing up the ending that could have had a happy ending until it could no longer be salvaged.

……

The women chattered and talked for a while.

Finally, their attention seemed to shift to Mashu again - they asked a series of questions, such as "Where do you live?" "What do you think of us?" "Is there anything you like?" and so on... This directly overloaded the little eggplant's brain, which had never talked with so many people before.

"Well, it's getting late, we should get ready for the party."

In the end, it was Guinevere who ended this leisurely afternoon tea party.

——But, is it really late?

Mashu looked up in confusion, gazing at the sun hanging high in the sky. Although it had already set significantly, its light was still blazing brightly—it was clearly only around four o'clock!

"Isn't it too early?"

"Or are the dinners always this early here?"

Mashu felt a little embarrassed, afraid that she would break the rules because she didn't understand the etiquette here.

But in the next moment, her body floated up lightly.

"Eh eh eh eh?"

Mashu turned around in a panic—it was Guinevere who came up behind her and picked her up.

"Early? This is not early at all!"

"You're new here, and it'll take quite a while just to prepare clothes that fit you!"

"By the way, Your Highness Morgan, do you have any flower fairies? Can you lend them to me?"

"No, go away."

Morgan glared at Guinevere—but then she came to Mash's side and patted the girl lightly on the shoulder.

With the blessing of the fairy in the lake, may this little one's soul be as clear and pure as the lake water shining under the moon.

……

Cretaceous City, Royal Palace.

It was around 6:30 in the evening.

As the sun gradually sets, the earth also becomes quiet in the twilight.

The walls made of white marble suddenly lit up with white fluorescence, illuminating the night.

"A city that will never fall into darkness" - the goblins who were responsible for its construction put a lot of effort into this design concept.

But judging by the current situation, it all seems to be worth it.

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