"I heard the call of this land and came here... You all saw it with your own eyes. I also pulled up this God-given 'Sword of King' given by God! It is in my hands at this moment, and I am here!"

"Now……"

"Knights of Britain, please jump off your horses, take off your helmets, come to me, and swear allegiance to me! I, Artoria Pandragon, I need you!"

Finally, after holding up the "Sword of Kings" and the "Sword of Kings" given by God, Artoria suddenly held up the sword that she had lost once, and looked majestic at the silent noble knights in the distance and the people around her who were watching and shocked.

Now, she has done everything she should do, and the rest is just waiting for their reaction...

However, what made her feel a little strange was that when she pulled up this holy sword, she did not hear the voice of the magician Meilin who had been teaching herself to be the king for ten years in her dream. She still vaguely remembered that when she first pulled up this sword in the stone, the other party seemed to say this:

'Before you pick up this sword, it's better to think about it carefully...'

‘Don’t worry, I don’t harm you, so don’t try to resist my voice and will.’

'Once you pull this up, until the end, you will no longer be a normal human... In fact, not just that, once you pick it up, you will be hated and envied by all human beings, and then, welcome your ultimate tragic fate of death...'

At that time, when she first pulled up this "Sword of King Selection", she had heard these sounds.

But this time, when everything happened, these words did not ring in her ears again...

Could it be... the great magician Merlin forgot about himself? Or, after seeing him pulling up the holy sword as a woman, he gave up on himself with pain? Is it true that if he doesn't dress up as a man, he really doesn't deserve to be the King of Britain?

Is it really that important that his identity as a woman... If he doesn't act as Arthur, but Artoria, he can't be king?

“…”

“…”

“…”

Looking at the faces of the knights and people in the distance, which were silent, shocked, or frowned, Artoria's heart suddenly stumbled!

She knew that today's ceremony would definitely not be so smooth... Maybe it shouldn't be like this when she became a queen... It's really troublesome! She just now shouldn't have listened to the little guy Anne and came here to pull up this sword as a woman! At least, she should have successfully become the king of Britain first, and then slowly sorted out the domestic affairs in the country. After expelling the Saxons, she finally revealed her true identity under great reputation and great victory?

Only then is the safest way, right?

And now, look at the expressions of those people, something big will happen soon!

However……

Artoria, who was beginning to panic, secretly glanced at her surroundings. Except for the Royal Flame Knights guards who were majesticly setting up formations behind her to support her, she did not see the little guy. The other party should have stayed behind invisibility and protected her?

But now she really hopes that the other party can come out and think of a way for herself to solve the current dilemma? You must know that at that time, after she drew out the King's Sword, the reactions of the knights were not like this.

Although those people were a little angry and angry after knowing their identity, they eventually had to succumb to their identity as the son of the king and the sword of the king he drew out, and obediently admitted that they were the new king of Britain! Anyway, it would definitely not be the current situation, nor would it be the cold expressions that could make her feel inexplicably palpitations by just watching!

"Now, tell me your decision!!"

"Honored noble knights, do you want to obey your oaths before, and express your surrender to me Artoria Pandragon, to me, the queen who has pulled out the 'Sword of the King'?!"

After waiting for a long time, after seeing those people still looking at them silently, Artoria, who was a little anxious, held up the holy sword in her hand again, letting it emit golden dazzling light, and shouted loudly to the noble knights in front of them, to the knight team with at least one hundred people.

No matter what the final result is, they should always give her a sure letter, right?

And like now, whether it is the noble knights, the people of Camelo, or the pastors, priests and bishops of the churches, they are all just looking at themselves silently, as if they are strange, what is going on?

You know, the more this kind of performance without an accurate answer, the more it makes her feel panicked...

If this continues, Artoria Pandragorn will really have the urge to squat down with her head and tremble, and she will no longer have the face to see people.

oo

really……

The queen and other things are simply not working in this era. She was miserable by that little guy. I just don’t know if she regrets and rereads the file now, is it still time to do it?!

“…”

"Ahem... I'm gonna be!!!"

Finally, after the crowd was silent for a long time, a ferocious knight with a bearded face suddenly slapped the war horse under his crotch, rushed away the blocking of the other knights, and ran directly to about fifty yards ahead of Artoria. First, he spat a mouthful of thick phlegm rudely at the ground, and then looked at the woman standing on the stone with a vicious and contemptuous look.

"You bitch who came out of nowhere, do you think that if you use some kind of magic to pull out the holy sword, you can really become the king of all of us?"

"I tell you now that you are thinking about it!"

Ping held up his rifle and pointed the sharp spear tip at the head of the short woman standing on the stone in the distance, the hideous knight continued to say:

"I don't know which brothel you sneaked out of. I, Tonard, swear, I will never recognize this country, and any queen in this British land, nor will I worship any woman!"

"Bitches like you should stay at home and wait for our men's favor and give birth to children, instead of running out to defile the honor of our knights and our extremely sacred sword!"

"Now, put down our holy sword quickly, take your people and get back to your home!"

The noble knight Tonard looked at the woman in the distance who pulled out the sword that he had tried for at least a dozen times, and the hatred in his heart was rising! He could not imagine that the holy sword he had dreamed of, the throne he had dreamed of, was actually held in the hands of a ridiculous woman?

Although the other party is very pretty and lovely, compared with the extremely noble throne, he disdains no matter how beautiful the beauty is! If possible, he even wants to rush over and knock the other party down, then snatch the other party's holy sword and become king by himself?

Of course, this kind of thought was just a thought, no matter how angry or jealous he was, he could not do such a thing as robbing the sword and becoming king in front of everyone. So, he soon thought of another way and turned to look at the other side.

"archbishop!"

"I think there must be a problem with that woman's identity. Maybe she is an evil witch? Our holy land in Britain will definitely not allow such dirty guys to exist or not allow her to defile our "Sword of King Selection"!"

After saying that, the knight named Tonard looked fiercely at the team of church members on the other side, trying to convince the archbishop to speak out and judge this woman who pretended to be a member of the royal family and defiled the "Sword of the King" that their knights dreamed of!

For more than ten years, Tonard has only heard that King Yuser had a daughter named Morgan, and had married and had children many years ago. What happened to this inexplicable Artoria Pandragorn?

Not to mention whether the other party's identity is real, even if it is really the king's illegitimate daughter, even if you really need to choose one from the royal family to inherit the throne, even if you choose Morgan's son, you will not be able to choose this female bitch, right?

Therefore, Tonard will definitely not admit the woman in front of him, and will never let the other party be called the queen! What they need is a powerful king, a knight king, not a bitch!

“…”

“…”

However, after Tonard's powerful, loud and decisive reprimand and questioned, the members of the church lowered their heads and prayed with their eyes down, and no one paid attention to him.

That's because...

These members of the church are not stupid. As long as they are not blind, they can see clearly: behind that woman, there are a total of a hundred tall and mighty golden-armored knights! They will not be the knights who are dead, nor will they go out casually to offend the lady!

Now, before the situation is completely clear, which one of them dares to go out to be the first bird? Is it because they are tired of living? You know, their church is just living in Camelo. In addition to educating herdsmen and fighting against the Polytheists, they also have to rely on the power of the local king to help. Since this is the case, why bother to emerge and fight against their own lives?

With so many subordinates that noble lady, even if she can't do anything to those noble knights, can't she be able to do anything to these church priests and bishops who are powerless? Besides, maybe her identity is real? Look at the other person's face, Rouran looks a little too soft, but it looks very similar to the previous king, King Yuser. They will definitely not question this and dare not go!

Therefore, whether Princess Artoria is qualified to be king or something has nothing to do with their church, so let the knights compete with the royal family themselves... Whoever wins in the end will crown them whoever the church wins!

And now, if they want them to stand up in advance, there is no door! If they dare to stand up and talk nonsense now, I am afraid that even God will not easily forgive these priests... Their Lord, their God needs them, but they will not need a group of idiots!

“…”

When Artoria was angry and was about to hold the new holy sword of her hand to teach the rude Knight Tonard how to be a human being, suddenly, an invisible little hand grabbed her wrist tightly, forcing her to stop.

Because she knew that it must have been giving her random advice, so that the little girl Anne, who has deteriorated to the point where the situation has worsened...

"Anne? Wait! It's..."

Just as Artoria was about to give some hidden something beside her, a golden-armored knight lined up in the open space behind her slowly rode away from the array and walked out. Then, the other party stood slowly on the large open space of the cemetery, about one hundred yards away from the arrogant and domineering Knight Tonard, and placed the long golden spear flat, aiming it at the hideous beard.

Obviously, the Golden Armored Knight used its body language to send a life-and-death duel to the Tonard, who dared to come out to make trouble, and this was what Anne just ordered!

She would never be polite to the bad guy who dared to come out to smash the ground at this critical moment, dared to scold people, and dared to scold such an ugly sound! If she had wanted to be king, she would have lost a fireball long ago!

Then, one comes out and one comes out and one comes out and two comes out and one pair of them. Whoever dares to oppose it will burn. After all the bad guys are burned, no one will dare to mess with her. This is the king's majesty! If you dare to act arrogantly at her, Queen Anne, if you connect it, the grave grass will grow to the other side of the earth.

"Hahaha!!!"

"Very good! I haven't lost today's martial arts competition. I cut down all five knights before! Now, let me cut off your head and then let your master go home and drink milk obediently!"

Seeing that a cavalry or knight on the other side actually challenged him for a duel, Tonard laughed hideously, then quickly pulled up his face armor, turned his horse's head, first trotted back for a while, and then slowly turned around the horse and pointed his lanyard flat at the ignorant duel challenger.

Now, his heroic Knight Tonard took over the other party's duel request with his own actions. Soon, the other party's blood will dye the land of the cemetery red, and offer the other party's humble life to the king of Clarume himself, and prove his bravery!

Although the other party was wearing a golden armor that looked very exquisite and sexy, and his head and face were hidden behind the plate armor, this did not prevent him from taking the opponent off later and taking away the opponent's weapons as his own spoils!

He liked the other party's beautiful vest and the golden knight broadsword on his waist. Later, except for the broken armor, everything else was his!

"interesting……"

"It's good. Give that woman some excellence and she will give up!"

"Knight Tonard, good!"

"Kill that guy with golden armor to death!"

"Pick him down!"

"Okay! The duel is sacred, just be quieter."

“…”

“…”

Seeing that things suddenly turned into this, the crowd and the knights who were just beginning to have a vague discussion, after clamoring and cheering each other for a while, slowly became quiet again, and silently watched the upcoming king-selecting duel.

Before, although they also rode horses and chopped and slashed during the martial arts competition, they were just a few points. At most, some people would take some minor injuries and not cause any death. But now the situation is different. At least one of the two people in the middle of the venue would die here and fall on the grass in this cemetery!

So, after a while of noisy, all the knights quietly quieted down, not intending to affect any of the venue, and led countless Camelo citizens and farmers around to watch together watching the upcoming life-and-death duel in the middle of the King Selection Venue.

So soon, this place became as quiet as Artoria had just finished her speech, and no one dared to whisper or speak loudly again.

"I am Knight Tonard, a Knight from Eporac, the Second British Administrative Region! Now, please report your name and origin!"
To be continued...