Chapter 093

I shall be the king of Britain!

When the Knights finally didn't have a genuine knight, the whole scene became silent.

In fact, King Yuser's oral order is very clear. The knights and the knights all tried it, but the problem is that the real knights are defeated now. If you let a guy who has not obtained the knight's title successfully draw his sword... how can you let a group of knights feel?

So the scene calmed down all of a sudden.

"Sir, Sage! Haven't you drawn your sword yet? You can try it too!" Someone shouted suddenly below and immediately attracted a lot of consent. In recent years, Keral suggested that the policy promoted by King Yuser has achieved considerable results. At least many farmers can survive after being exploited. This alone makes many people grateful, let alone yearn for the rich life of Hongye Ridge. The knights can only be regarded as aristocratic reserve. They are upright soldiers, which are very different from the nobles. At least they are not qualified to save the people from fire and fire. However, looking at the farmers who cannot survive because of the exploitation of their own masters, their self-esteem will be blamed, but the policy at least makes them feel much better.

Prestige is not something that others ask for, but is done in a real way. People who can do practical things will always be respected than those who talk big.

"Haha..." Kailar stood forward with a smile and took a step forward and shouted loudly: "Everyone should know that the will of His Majesty the King before his death was that all the Knights and Knights came to draw the sword. I am neither a knight nor a knight. If I draw the sword, it would be a mess. Everyone knows that there is no rule and no square, so it will be messy! So I will not draw the sword."

Kailar immediately received a lot of favorable feelings, no rules and no squareness. This is said too well. Meilin is disgusted by being too broad-minded. Of course, more importantly, Meilin is a woman, and she is pointed at by a woman, how could a group of arrogant guys convince her?

"Sir, you are also from a noble family. Drawing a sword is not a violation. Please draw a sword! Do you really have the heart to watch a knight marquis lead us to glory!" The person who said this was really unfair. What is the status of Kailar? A little sage was awarded the title when he was only in his teens. He did not have the title of a nobleman. If he used this identity to draw a sword, it would be stupid.

With a smile, Kailar didn't know how to speak, but just retreated behind his father.

The knights looked at each other, and the last hope was gone. Should I really let the knight Marquis draw his sword?

The will of His Majesty the King... The knights who gritted their teeth shook their heads: Since it was His Majesty the King's will, there was no way, let's pull it out!

As mentioned earlier, because there are too many knights and too many knight marquis, in addition to the favorite knight marquis, many knight marquis are actually staying in the territory, and those who can come here are the favorite and most potential knight marquis!

Because of this reason, there are fewer knights than titled knights!

The Knight Marquis who had drawn his sword in just one day still failed...

While secretly glading in his heart, the knights were confused at the same time: What's wrong... Where should the kingdom go? Will Camelo without a king... be so disintegrating?

{No...No, there should be another one!} Kailar's IQ was not damaged, and he could hardly help looking behind him, but there was nothing behind him... she... actually deceived herself? She whom she trusted the most... actually deceived herself in such a thing?!

My heart was just tightly grabbed, the feeling of emptiness...

Until the woman in plain clothes appeared.

The long hair shawl was tightly tied with braids and exposed her capable face, and the blonde hair on her forehead could not block the firm expression.

The whole field suddenly became silent, and all the knights couldn't help but disperse. The woman in soapy character clothes rolled up her sleeves and burst into a powerful aura from the edge of the square. The road given up by the knights watched her step by step and firmly walking towards the stage.

"Hey, who is that?"

"No, don't know, don't know."

"Which child is it?"

"It doesn't seem like a girl..."

"What a joke, there is no woman in the Knight Houli..."

"No...have you forgotten! There is one! The woman wearing white armor beside her sage..."

"Wait, if you say that, isn't this guy the woman..."

The knights whispered, but in the whispers, she had already arrived on the stage.

With complicated eyes, Melin finally stopped on Kelar, who was lowering his head, with a trace of pain flashing in his eyes. He must be angry too... hating my deception and betrayal...

But... I have things to bear, I have responsibilities to be responsible... I...

"I should be the King of Britain! I am Arthur! Peng! Dragorn! The son of King Yuser! I am the King of Knights!" He shouted loudly, and his anger as if he was deafening, and he suddenly drew out his sword.

The Sword of Selecting the King, the Sword of Stone, the Sword of Victory, and the Sword of Broken Steel were pulled out with a glory of light.

His face was calm, neither sad nor happy, neither humble nor arrogant. The sword in the stone picked up by the slender jade hand gently placed it on his chest, and then opened his eyes.

The king's power was like a tide, sweeping countless people.

No one could react to the super-expanding situation. Everyone looked at the girl who drew out the sword of light in a daze, but felt that her heart was about to suffocate.

This is a very embarrassing silence... a very difficult silence...

Artoria just felt that she was about to suffocate.

Geometrically, she just wanted to prove that a woman is no worse than a man and she has surpassed men and became the king, but is it possible for a queen? Can these knights agree? She is so weak and strong, firm and fragile now, and misses the warm embrace of the man who embraces her in her arms... But she can't, she can't! She... is already the king!!

Is that true! Kailar laughed silently, so that's the case... Are you just taking on such a thing? You fool!

Idiot! Keral stood up and walked forward. His movements attracted the attention of this scene where no one dared to move and everyone was suffocated.

"Are you my king?" From behind her to the steps... he turned around and half knelt down. He was leaning on the bronze crystal stick and smiled like a boy ten years ago.

"Babababa..." Without any hesitation, his knights, at least eight thousand knights mixed in the crowd and half knelt down.

The crowd effect was like a tide, and the knights kneeling began to spread around.

Until everyone lowered their heads and knelt down halfway, the four great masters came around her and knelt down with the oath of loyalty.

ps: Everything is laid out for this moment, just for my king...my king Artoria!

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Chapter completed!