When Artoria entered the city with the cavalry, they were greeted not by the army that was waiting for them, but by the cheering people, and even the original garrison soldiers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

To the astonishment of the knights, who had been wary of the war, the expected battle did not take place, but was replaced by this grand welcome - as if they were not going to attack but to come in triumphantly.

"Welcome to Her Majesty Princess!"

"Welcome, future king!"

"Wow! A good-looking girl! ”

"Go, what do you say, that's the king!"

Artoria didn't expect things to turn out like this at all, but the royal interests she had studied as a child made her react quickly, and immediately put a smile on her face and waved to the crowd around her.

The cheers of the crowd greeted the king. At this moment, a path was suddenly pushed out of the back of their crowd, and Artoria was pushed away with a blank look on the faces of the citizens standing at the front, and in the middle of the road, several well-dressed old gentlemen walked towards Artoria in unison.

"Creek...... Grandfather? ”

Artoria looked at the slightly chubby old man who walked in front of her, and said in a daze.

The man in front of him was Duke Creek, the largest nobleman in Bridania and the one who grew up watching Artoria grow up. He has been hiding in his own territory since the Calamity King killed King Xian, and he treats all this in a negative way, but a few days ago, I don't know why, he suddenly announced that he had joined the cabinet, and then the entire cabinet rebelled against the Calamity King and joined the ranks of the masses.

After that, the current situation arose.

Creek walked up to Artoria and looked at the girl with a gentle smile on his face.

"Little Lia has grown up."

He said with some emotion.

Artoria's face showed a hint of red, and she sighed and said, "Grandpa Crick, it's been a long time. ”

Crick nodded, not saying anything.

"Crick, you did this!?" Harrison looked at Creek in surprise, and then at the crowd next to him, looking shocked.

Crick coughed and smiled.

"Of course, I also took out the [key], and that idiot must have gone mad by now."

When the old knight heard this, he laughed straight out.

"Eighty percent of them are dropping things in their own palace."

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"Grandpa, my uncle...... Is the Calamity King still in the palace? ”

Artoria suddenly straightened her face and said this to Creek. Crick nodded and asked, "Are you going to him now?" ”

Artoria nodded, her face revealing a look of complexity.

"I'm going to ask in person...... Why...... Uncle wants to ......"

Crick's face also showed a hint of complexity, and he looked at Artoria with some words, but he finally didn't say anything, just turned to look at the crowd around him, and said loudly:

"Ladies and gentlemen! Now our Knight King is about to go on a crusade against the Calamity, so let's send her off and wish her a smooth victory! Triumphant return! Give us a real future! ”

His voice resounded through the crowd, and people raised their arms and cheered.

"I wish you victory! King! ”

Artoria smiled back, then set up her horse and walked forward.

Behind her, the cavalry were slowly following her.

But Artoria's mood right now is not very complicated.

His own uncle, the Calamity-......

The one who killed his own parents.

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Jericho stood alone on the balcony of the palace, watching the sun set outside.

It was orange-yellow, and some red, like blood. It shone all over the land, turning the grass in the distance bright red, and I don't know if it was the blood from before or the sun.

Behind him came the sound of the door being slammed, followed by the sound of small footsteps, and it seemed that quite a few people had entered.

Jericho didn't look back, still there looking at the view.

"Stay outside now, don't come in."

The girl's tired voice came, and the door shut.

Jericho still hadn't looked back, but a smile had already appeared on his lips.

"Long time no see...... Uncle ......"

The girl's voice came from behind him, and Jericho slowly turned her head to look at her.

With sorrow on her face and sword in her hand, the girl looked at Jericho.

And behind her, Sang Zhefeng and his party, plus the old knight and a few high-ranking knights, were standing there. Surrounded him, blocking his path.

"Long time no see, Leah."

Jericho said with a smile.

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Artoria looked at the man in front of her, he was still much worse than the handsome man in her memory......

Is it already that old?

She still remembers that Jericho was always very kind to her when she was a child, and always played with her. When she was scolded by her father until she cried, her uncle would also come out to comfort her.

Yes...... At that time, things were so simple, so perfect...... But why did things turn out the way they did? Why did the originally kind uncle become the king of calamity...... Why Kill ......

"Why did you kill my father......"

Artoria said a little lonely, and she looked at Jericho, expecting his answer.

Go ahead...... If yes...... My father was wrong about the words...... I...... I...... ...... won't kill you So...... Go ahead......

Even if it's a lie, please tell me! I only have one relative, you!

Jericho looked at Artoria, as if puzzled, as he stroked his hair and pushed it upwards.

"Why do you say? There's no why. Jericho's face was full of indifference. Artoria's face instantly became as if it had collapsed.

"Little Liya, do you know what rights are? What are rights? That kind of intoxicating thing, for that, who can't I kill? Who wouldn't dare to kill? If you hadn't left, I'd ......."

"Enough!" Artoria suddenly shouted with her head down, her hand clenching her sword.

"Enough? What's enough? Jericho opened his arms and snorted disdainfully, "Death is deserved, is there anything wrong?" Isn't it true that rights are the only ones that come first? ”

"Shut up!"

Artoria jerked her head up, picked up her sword and pointed it at Jericho, and tears welled up in her face from the strong girl.

"The king is the right! I am the king! Your parents are damned! Damn it! Damn it! Losers are damned! Damn it! They don't deserve to be kings! Not even worthy of the surname of Upper Pendragon! ”

Jericho suddenly seemed to be insane, pointed at Artoria and shouted at him.

He moved his arms frantically, as if he were being moved, and his eyes were staring out, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He shouted, sarcastically.

"I'm telling you to shut up!"

Artoria cried out, and then stabbed out like a sharp blade, and she raised her sword and slashed at Jericho's chest.

The girl's eyes were still welling up with tears, and Jericho over there stood there as if she had been stupid.

The blade of the sword grew closer and closer to his chest, and the sword with a cold light went straight towards Jericho's chest.

Artoria kept looking at the man, the man with the crown.

Suddenly, he smiled.

He smiled a moment before the sword plunged into the man's chest.

The smile is very gentle and calm.

At that moment, Artoria felt like she saw her uncle who took care of her when she was a child.

She suddenly felt a little dazed, not knowing whether the one in front of her and the one before her was the real him.

But it's all over. The blade had sliced into the man's heart, shattering the fragile tissue.

Blood gushed down Jericho's chest and spilled on Artoria's body.

Artoria stopped, but the sword had pierced Jericho's chest.

"Okay...... Be a king......"

Jericho whispered faintly in Artoria's ear, Artoria's pupils contracted, and she looked at Jericho in disbelief.

But the man was dead, his eyes were closed, and he looked a little tired.

Artoria blankly drew the sword in his chest. The man slowly collapsed as if he had lost his support.

He's dead.

The Calamity King is dead.

Jericho. Pendragon -

He's dead