Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"...It smells so good...it looks...delicious..."

However, the next moment, an almost identical murmur came, and the lioness wearing a British golden crown and a skirt armor cloak, her nostrils flaring, approached the stone platform in the setting sun.

This time, it was Kai's turn to cover his face and rub his forehead, unable to bear to look.

At this moment, Samael looked at the three who had collectively broken down and fallen silent, and was equally speechless.

How can I put it? Merlin's Lion King trap was truly exceptionally effective.

She managed to seduce three at once...

However, regardless of what everyone was thinking, by the time they came to their senses, the Lion King in front of the stone platform had already devoured the delicious food he had gotten for free.

After a satisfying meal, the lioness, who seemed to be strolling in her territory, appeared tired and sleepy. She got up and walked back to her bedroom, and the others quietly followed her.

This secluded place, with few people, is the perfect location to complete the stripping of the Holy Lance, and everything is proceeding as planned.

The divine response is constantly diminishing!

As the fluctuations emanating from inside the room grew increasingly obscure and subdued, the noise almost ceased, much to everyone's delight.

let's start!

Morgan, Merlin, and Merlin, the three spellcasters, nodded in understanding and each cast their spells, quietly sealing off the space near the palace.

With two nightmares present, ordinary people within the barrier would simply drift off to sleep, completely unaware of the changes that were about to occur.

As the magical barrier closed, the palace, both inside and out, fell into an eerie silence and tranquility, as if time had stopped.

Become!

After painstaking preparations and long-term planning, their wish was about to be fulfilled. The accomplices couldn't help but show their joy as they got up from their hiding place and headed towards the palace.

Carefully pushing open the door, the lioness on the bed had shrunk several times over. Her full and graceful figure was gradually shedding its cold and aloof aura, becoming charming and lovely again. Her flawless face was as pure as white jade, like a lily that had been washed clean of its glamour and had not been tainted by the dust.

Lily, my Lily is back!

Kai pursed his lips and gazed at the face and features that existed in his memory beneath the tent, his eyes surging with wild joy.

As his gaze shifted downwards, the gentleman, who had a sister complex, instantly became alert. He immediately rushed forward, pulled the blanket over himself, and tightly wrapped the Lion King, who was lying on his side.

Because of the shrinking body, the clothes that were originally tight are inevitably becoming loose and slipping down. In this situation, the guy behind should definitely not get the chance.

Kai calmed his excited emotions slightly, then stood like a gatekeeper in front of the bed, nodding to his friend to separate the Holy Lance from Artoria's body, eliminate the threat, and complete this final step.

The ancient serpent took a deep breath, and under the watchful eyes of its accomplices, stepped forward, its eyes slightly closed, its fingers hovering above the lion king's chest, its divine intent resonating and calling upon the lost anchor of the storm.

hum!

In an instant, accompanied by the resonance of the ether, divine patterns that bloomed like flower petals intertwined on Artoria's chest, forming a golden vortex, from which a spiral beam of light as bright as stars shot into the sky.

Tracing back to ancient mysteries, awakening old memories, its power and ability are now in my hands!

As if an old god had grasped power, he suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze flashing like lightning, and his lips moved silently in chanting.

Suddenly, a fierce etheric storm swept through the bedroom, leaving the surroundings in a mess. If everyone hadn't been well-prepared, setting up a barrier beforehand and putting the mortals to sleep, such a commotion would have become common knowledge.

Holy Lance, weigh anchor!

The fingers that probed into the golden vortex were pulled upwards inch by inch, and the holy spear woven from starlight began to solidify its concept, being peeled away from Artoria's body bit by bit.

Great, almost done!

The crowd surrounding the site witnessed this magnificent miracle and could barely contain their excitement.

hum!

However, just as the tip of the Holy Lance was about to detach from its host's body, the Holy Lance, whose power had been suppressed and which had been dim and lifeless, suddenly lit up with golden divine runes. The vortex of light on Artoria's chest actually reversed and sucked in, forcibly dragging Rungomminiad inch by inch into her body.

At the same time, on her tightly furrowed brows, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and beneath the slit of her eyelids, golden-green flames burned fiercely. The divine power surging from her small body like a torrent forced Kai, Merlin, Morgan, and Meryl back. The terrifying pressure was like lightning rapidly gathering in dark clouds.

"Oh no, she's waking up!"

The sudden turn of events caused Samael's expression to change slightly. Seeing that the out-of-control and clashing divine power was about to form a catastrophic etheric storm, the ancient serpent immediately gritted his teeth and looked behind him.

Their eyes met, their expressions resolute.

Since that's the case, we'll have to try the last resort!

Chapter 107 Artoria Caster? (4.4k)

boom!

As night fell, just as Camelot was about to be immersed in a tranquil atmosphere, a beam of light, as brilliant as stars, shot into the sky from somewhere in the palace, accompanied by a thunderous roar.

Suddenly, the Knights of the Righteousness and the Knights of the Round Table inside and outside the palace looked up in surprise, and the familiar light source made their expressions change drastically.

That's... the direction of the imperial bedchamber?!

My King!

Immediately, a large group of knights, having noticed the unusual commotion, gathered towards the palace.

"what happened?"

"do not know……"

"Where is my king?"

"They should be resting..."

"Is this how you rest? You idiot!"

Who's on duty here tonight?

"It was me... Aside from normal comings and goings, I didn't find any trace of the enemy..."

Upon hearing the news, the Sun Knight frowned and gestured to his enraged brother, Agravivan, to release the seemingly dazed and confused Sergeant Knight and reunite with his comrades.

Meanwhile, several of his colleagues who were on duty in their respective areas, including Tristan, Lancelot, and Bedivere, also rushed to the scene.

"The king is a divine being, invincible in battle. The most urgent task is to understand the facts, quell the chaos, and first seal off the surrounding area, prohibiting people from entering or leaving at will, so as to avoid unnecessary panic."

The most prestigious Lancelot pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and made a relatively prudent arrangement. After calming the situation, he turned to look at the others.

“Lord Tristan, you have the best eyesight, so please stand guard outside. Gawain, Agravure, and Bedivere, you will come with me into the bedchamber to request an audience.”

Their eyes met, they nodded to each other, and their long-term cooperation allowed them to quickly quell the initial unrest and, according to the plan, each perform their duties in an orderly manner.

Immediately afterwards, the Knights of the Round Table, who were chosen as representatives, strode into the palace courtyard.

"Cough cough..."

As Lancelot and his companions entered, two disheveled figures, leaning against the wall and coughing, walked towards them from the palace.

"Lord Merlin, Sir Kay, what's going on?"

Upon seeing the newcomer's face, the Knights of the Round Table relaxed their guard slightly and asked in surprise.

The two men, both covered in dust and dirt, locked eyes, their unspoken meaning clear.

Should you speak, or should I speak?

After a brief exchange of glances, Merlin spoke awkwardly, his face full of guilt.

"Hasn't Kai been having a lot of nightmares lately? He insists on asking me for help, and since I don't have any clue what to do, I thought I'd try astrology..."

The Knights of the Round Table nodded slightly; they had all heard about Kai's recent situation.

"What are you doing in the king's bedchamber?"

Gao Wen stepped forward, sword in hand, frowning as he pressed for answers, getting straight to the point.

"Astrology, you know, it's a bit difficult, it requires a little bit of a medium to guide it..."

So you brought Wang in as the catalyst for the spell?

The knights' faces darkened. Although they had heard of the old swindler's unreliability, this was the first time they had ever seen such a dangerous act that almost blew up the royal palace.

"Kai! You've really ruined me! I told you I wouldn't do it, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what's happened, my astrological chart is destroyed. How are you going to compensate me?"

Seeing the sinister gazes fixed on him, Merlin shrank back, then turned to look angrily at Kai beside him, and uttered a righteous condemnation.

"You were clearly just eyeing my good wine, insisting on dragging me to try it, guaranteeing that your own remedy would cure everything..."

Kai, who had been shifted the blame, twitched slightly and couldn't help but expose the shameless behavior of the old swindler in front of him.

Faced with a chorus of disdainful gazes, Merlin gave an awkward smile and tried to defend himself guiltily.

"Ahem, there's a tiny problem with the astrology, but don't worry, we can fix it ourselves."

"How is the king?"

Lancelot interrupted Merlin's perfunctory response and asked a question.

"What could possibly happen to her? We're the ones who are in trouble! Shouldn't you be worried about us first when you come here?"

Merlin lamented, his eyes filled with sorrow, as if he were looking at a group of heartless and unfaithful men.

The Knights of the Round Table felt a chill, but as they looked at Merlin and Kay's palace, which was completely undamaged, their worries gradually dissipated.

That's right. What problems could possibly arise with our king? If anything happens, it'll be those two.

"Don't worry, Artoria is just a little tired from the clash of star positions and wants to rest. Everything is fine."

Kai, the Lion King's sworn brother, stepped forward to explain, calming the doubts and worries in everyone's hearts.

"So it was all a false alarm. It's so late, it's best not to disturb His Majesty's rest."

Merlin coughed and began to call the group out for drinks, hoping to escape the crime scene.

With the truth revealed, the Knights of the Round Table subconsciously relaxed their guard, and one after another, they started to turn around and leave.

"and many more……"

However, just as things were about to calm down, Agravan, from the crowd, went against the flow, his thin face grim, and started walking straight up the steps.

"I want to see my king in person."

Kai and Merlin, who were on the porch, froze for a moment and subconsciously stepped forward.

"You're going to stop me?"

Agguiwen's expression was sinister as he questioned her, each word deliberate and stern, his slender fingers resting on the hilt of his sword.

Merlin's eyelids twitched, and he rubbed his hands together with a dry laugh.

"I said, even if you want to file a complaint, can't you wait until tomorrow?"

"Whether it is or not, I will use my own eyes to see."

The Iron Wall Knight before me gave irrelevant answers, his gaze sharp and sinister, as if he could pierce through a person's skin and flesh, and penetrate their heart, lungs, and marrow.

"Agraven, are you suspecting us of plotting against Artoria? Do you know that this is an insult to a knight's loyalty!"

Kai's blood boiled, and his face contorted with rage. It was a rare sight to see the usually mild-mannered Kai display such indignation.

Immediately, Lancelot and Gawain, who were below the court, frowned and looked at the aggressive Agravivan with considerable displeasure.

Kai is not only a member of the Knights of the Round Table, but also the King's sworn brother, while Merlin, who is usually carefree and unreliable, is also the wise teacher who taught the King.

In theory, even if any of the Knights of the Round Table present were to rebel, these two would definitely be among the last to do so.

This unfounded suspicion and harshness is not only impolite, but also tantamount to tarnishing the reputation of a knight.

If you encounter a knight with a fiery temper, you might have to duel Agraven on the spot, fighting to the death to defend your innocence.

However, before anyone could dissuade him, Agguwen drew his sword first, his somber face as cold as iron, hard and unapproachable.

"Whether you are loyal or not is not for me to judge. Tonight, I must see my king. Any obstruction will be considered treason!"

"you!"

Enraged, Kai gritted his teeth. Facing Agguiwen's relentless pursuit, veins bulged on his forehead as he raised his hand to grip the hilt of his sword.

Seeing that no one could stop it in time, a duel concerning honor was about to take place. The tightly closed palace doors suddenly opened with a screeching sound.

"Have you two finished arguing?"

Accompanied by the sound of armor plates rubbing together, the figure wearing a golden crown and a silver knight's armor slowly stepped out of the threshold and onto the corridor.

Merlin was taken aback, looking at the goddess reflected in his pupils with some surprise. Then he realized what was happening, shrank back, and seemed a little afraid.

"My king!"

Meanwhile, the Knights of the Round Table who had gathered there all changed color, knelt down, and even Agravain and Kay, who were locked in a stalemate, had to suppress their dispute and respectfully bow to the startled Lion King.