My team members turned out to be heroic spirits

"Mr. Bedivere."

The girl called to her knight.

"Your Highness, what's the matter?"

The girl knight walked in.

Since she was in school now, she put on hunting clothes.

Bedivere was not used to long, fluttery skirts, but this did not prevent her from admiring Her Royal Highness in skirts.

"In a week, exchange students from France will arrive in Britain, and I will be responsible for receiving them."

Arturia rubbed her brow.

"Time is running out and I need your help."

"We must let these international students from France feel the glory of Britain and the enthusiasm of the British people."

The relationship between Britain and France has never been very harmonious.

It is only because they have a common enemy that they maintain the current state of peaceful coexistence.

If there were no abyss creatures and Tsarist Russia, Artoria felt that a war would inevitably break out between the two countries.

After all, three countries with high-ranking heroic spirits appeared in Europe.

And two of them are very close, only separated by an ocean.

If Napoleon and Victoria had not forcefully suppressed the voices of the hawks, they would not have remained in a war of words, and might have already had friction over the right of passage in the English Channel.

However, it reflects among the people that the British consider themselves more glorious than the French.

After all, the flag of Britain once covered the earth.

The Empire on which the Sun Never Sets is not called the Empire for nothing.

The French feel that the British have an inexplicable arrogance and look like they look at everyone like a bumpkin.

This made the French very angry.

After all, France is also one of the most powerful countries in the world.

In the past, wars with Britain also had winners and losers, and were generally a draw.

So why do Britons maintain such inexplicable arrogance?

"clear."

The female knight nodded.

"I will assist you, Your Highness."

She lowered her head slightly and accepted the order.

"When will the exchange students from China arrive?"

"It will be about three to four months later. There is no specific date yet, but I have already sent people to prepare. I think the exchange students from the ancient country will feel at home."

"...I understand, then I'll leave it to you, Lord Bedivere."

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Chapter 132 The meeting between the French and the British

a.

Arturia is currently dressed in costume, waiting at the entrance of the Royal Academy of Britain.

Today is the day when the French exchange student comes.

Queen Victoria ordered her to come and receive them as a representative of Britain.

Remembering that the Queen especially emphasized the word "reception", Her Royal Highness felt helpless.

Obviously, this reception was not a polite one.

Due to the long-standing feud between Britain and France, even a temporary cessation of fighting in the face of a common enemy does not mean that the two countries can live in peace.

"Hey……"

Her Royal Highness did not want to do this at all.

She also didn't understand why Queen Victoria, a high-ranking heroic spirit, was so idle and even staring at the scene.

Although the queen was not present, Artoria could still feel that she was being watched.

The feeling of being watched was exactly the same as the feeling of the Queen looking at her.

So there is no doubt who the person looking here is.

It's obviously the idle Queen Victoria.

"Sir Bedivere, get ready."

Her Royal Highness the Princess issued the order.

There were other people coming with her this time.

They are all students of the Royal Academy of Britain, and they are all knights.

This is a student club formed by Artoria, and the knights in it were all dug out by her.

The name of the student club is - Knights of the Round Table.

There are knights from noble families and knights from common people.

However, Her Royal Highness the Princess treats everyone equally and does not treat everyone differently because of their different origins.

At this moment, the knights were not wearing armor.

Wearing a suit of armor to greet him would be too provocative.

And this apparent provocation is in too poor taste.

"Understood, Your Royal Highness."

The female knight in hunting attire lowered her head slightly.

Then, she looked at the knights of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

"preparation!"

Bedivere's solemn voice sounded.

The next moment, everyone pulled out the ceremonial sword at their waist.

Because Artoria often goes to the dimensional battlefield for training, these Knights of the Round Table will naturally follow the people they serve to the battlefield.

The murderous aura tempered on the battlefield emerged from his body.

It is etiquette not to wear armor.

And the current behavior is also etiquette.

After all, knightly friendship sometimes begins with a knightly duel.

Many British chivalric stories begin with knightly duels.

The loser is sometimes impressed by the winner's qualities and is willing to follow him.

The winner is sometimes moved by the loser's unyielding attitude, so he is willing to become friends with the other party.

As for whether other relationships will develop in the future, only God knows.

"Welcome to the Royal Academy of Britannia."

Artoria lifted her skirt slightly and said very politely.

"It's really a grand welcome ceremony."

On the French side, the leading blond girl said this.

She wore a calm smile, and there was no change in her expression due to murderous aura or pressure.

Invisible fluctuations radiated from his body, soothing everyone's hearts and making them calm down slowly.

Naturally, the British side is also within the sphere of influence.

The murderous aura began to weaken.

"..."

Arturia looked at the girl named "Jane" on the document and nodded slightly.

This move is enough to highlight the opponent's ability.

The knight who followed her was not a newcomer without combat experience, but even so, he was still affected by the miracle released by the other party, and even the murderous intent released was weakened.

"Then please come with me. The welcome luncheon has been prepared. I believe you are all feeling tired after the long journey."

Her Royal Highness the Princess said with a gentle smile.

She didn't like doing it at all.

But as a princess, she naturally also received relevant etiquette training.

Although she doesn't like it, Artoria has not forgotten her identity. She is now the princess Artoria, not the knight Artoria.

Since you are a princess, you have to behave like a princess.

"I am the leader of the French exchange students this time - Joan of Arc, what do you call me?"

Jeanne asked politely.

The two women's eyes met.

They all feel that the other party is not simple.

"Artoria Pendragon, just call me Artoria."

Her Royal Highness the Princess nodded slightly and responded.

"The Pendragon family..."

The French girl thought in her heart.

It is a family related by blood to Queen Victoria, the ruler of Britain.

Although the blood relationship is very distant.

"Good afternoon, Your Highness Artoria, I would like to say hello to you on behalf of the French exchange students."

As for the other people, Joan of Arc didn't even look at them.

Obviously, this was a disgrace from the British to the French.

Some of the French exchange students she led had never been to a battlefield, so they looked pale and shed cold sweat under the previous murderous intimidation.

That's why Joan of Arc used miracles to comfort her companions.

Therefore, as a leader, she has to respond to both emotions and reasons.

As a result, a complicated magic circle appeared at the girl's feet.

Prior to this, the British side had not noticed any fluctuations in the use of magic power.

"You must have been waiting here for a long time, so in order to express my apology, I am willing to heal your fatigue."

Golden drizzle fell from the sky, drenching Britain's group.

Of course, it didn't wet their clothes, but penetrated into their bodies, making them feel a little lighter.

This is a miracle specifically used to restore physical strength - the "Healing Rain", a miracle created by the French priests themselves.

And there are many variations of this miracle.

For example, the "Inspiring Rain" can inspire people, and the "Sleeping Dew" can make people sleep...

"..."

Arturia looked at the smiling French girl. She was silent for a few seconds, and then expressed her gratitude——

"Thanks to Miss Jeanne's miracle, my knights and I have indeed been waiting here for some time."

Without any warning, the miracle was just released.