With such senseless delusions, Cailu walked to the door of Carmellot.

"Stop. What are you here for? The guard asked. Although he had already met Kayi yesterday, as was customary, he still had to ask the other party for what he was doing.

"My name is Cairu, daughter of Baron Ector, and I have come to participate in the Election of the King." Kayilu replied cross-legged.

"Is there anything that can prove your identity?"

“…… Proof of identity? Kayilu hadn't given much thought to the situation before, so she was a little stunned when asked.

The guard made her a little embarrassed, and reminded her lightly, "For example, the family coat of arms or the letter of recommendation from the palace......

"Oh, yes." Kayilu suddenly realized.

She reached into her collar with her right hand, and under the watchful eyes of the two guards with strange expressions, she pulled out a small diamond-shaped object from her chest and showed it to the guards.

It was the coat of arms of the Kawaru family, and it was carved with a plant with gray stems and green leaves.

The plant is called ivy, which symbolizes loyalty.

It is also a testament to the royal recognition of the Kouru family.

When Kayilu left the house, she thought it might be worth some money, so she took it out of the house.

"This is my family's coat of arms."

"Well, wait a minute."

One of the guards pulled out a pamphlet and looked at the coat of arms in Kailu's hand as he flipped through the pages, while the other took out a crystal lamp and approached Kayilu's coat of arms.

In Britain, all coats of arms were specially made by the court and registered in the royal registry in order to prevent counterfeiting. Therefore, showing the coat of arms is arguably the best way to verify identity.

The coat of arms is made of the rare metal Olija silver, which refracts the golden light when exposed to strong light, so it can be used to detect whether the coat of arms is genuine.

Illuminated by the crystal lamp, the coat of arms in Kailu's hand glowed with a faint golden light.

The guard holding the lamp nodded and said, "The material is correct, it is made of Oriha silver." ”

"It's fine on my side, all the families of this coat of arms are Sir Aector......" Another guard also found a comparison on the last page of the booklet, "the territory is Hertford, uh no, this is the old land, and now it's the Isle of Wight, right?" ”

"Hmm." Kayilu twitched her eyebrows, she didn't expect the name of her family's old territory to be recorded in the log book. Suddenly there was an unhappy mood like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, "Didn't you just say, I am the daughter of Baron Ector, the lord of the Isle of Wight." ”

"Okay, ma'am, you can go in." The guard nodded.

Kayilu thanked him and walked through the door.

Behind the gates of Camelot City is a red-carpeted corridor leading to the lobby.

There were several soldiers standing at intervals around them, and Kayilu didn't pay any attention to them, and walked quickly to the hall.

There were more than 20 people standing in the hall of about 100 square meters at this time, some of them were men and women, some were wearing robes, some were wearing armor, and some were wearing expensive dresses, as if they had come to attend a drag ball.

Kayilu looked at the men in wonder, even wondering if he was in the wrong place.

There are so many people here.

How many competitors are there? Not really.

Aren't mythical weapons hard to find.

"Well, it's registered, next one." In front of the crowd in the hall, there was a square table and two chairs, a middle-aged man in rich clothes and a curly beard sat on one chair, holding a quill in his hand, writing something, and on the other chair sat a young man in a black dress, the identities of both sides were clear at a glance, on one side was the examiner, and on the other side was the person who came to sign up for the election.

The boy heard the middle-aged man's words, got up and thanked him, and then left the hall, with six men in armor with him.

Ay?

Could it be that most of these people are just guards who accompany the applicants? Is that necessary?

Kayilu thought in confusion.

"That's right, line up." Kayilu walked to the end of the line and began to wait.

But she couldn't be idle, so she stood on tiptoe and looked at the examiner's desk, intending to find out what the application process was.

Standing at the head of the line was a handsome young man in silver armor, with blond hair and red eyes, who pulled open the chair prepared by the examiner, sat down, and placed a teardrop-shaped coat of arms on the table, and Kayilu squinted to see that it was engraved with an eagle.

It always feels familiar.

Kairu thought to herself.

"Name?" The examiner asked.

"Olivier Giroud. Dral. ”

"Oh, House Dral, your father is Wallachia, Lord of Hertfordshire." The examiner nodded, "So, please briefly describe the purpose of your participation in the king's election." ”

"To be king, of course, to save the subjects of this country." The young man smiled and replied, "Britain is in danger right now, and needs someone who can lead everyone out of it, and I feel that I am that person." ”

"Oh." The examiner didn't seem very interested in this exemplary answer, but just answered and moved on to the next question, "If you became king, what would you do first?" ”

"First of all, ......" the young man talked eloquently, as if he had been prepared for a long time.

He outlined the economic, cultural, and political policies he would implement.

The middle-aged man listened and took some notes.

Five minutes later.

"Well, I get what you think." The examiner nodded contentedly, "Then please show your mythical weapon at the end, and besides, the people around you will also go to the city gate to register later, it's the accompanying knight, right?" ”

"Yes." The young man nodded, untied the sword from his belt, and handed it over along with the scabbard.

The examiner took the sword and pulled it away.

A burst of blue electricity emanated from the hilt of the golden sword, as if to repel someone who was not its owner from touching it.

However, the middle-aged man didn't care at all, he easily pulled out the sword, glanced at it, then withdrew the scabbard and handed it to the young man again.

"Amazing, it's really worthy of being a fifth-order mage known as the "Almighty Hand", Mr. Ike. The young man exclaimed, "If it were my subordinates, I would have been injured a long time ago." ”

Ike is the examiner's name.

He is also a professor of magic at the University of Lentignon.

"Unnecessary flattery is avoided, this is indeed a mythical weapon, does it have a name?"

"Slashing Sword."

"Oh." The Rapporteur nodded, "Will you be able to use the full power of this sword?" ”

"Seven, eighty percent, I've been practicing the sword for more than ten years, and I've only reached the early stage of the fourth order so far."

"Oh." The examiner stared at Giroud, as if to be suspicious of what he said, "You're only twenty years old." ”

"Yes."

"That's already young, but for that......" the examiner stared and nodded, "Where did you graduate?" It shouldn't be the academy of the royal capital, right? ”

"Ah, I didn't apply for the academy, my family found a teacher to teach me." The young man smiled, as if he was a little shy, but his eyes revealed a look of pride, "My teacher is the Irish Sword Saint Marlos, he was originally a Knight of the Round Table, and he came to teach me after retiring five years ago, ah, you should know about him." ”

"I know a little bit about it."

During the conversation between the two.

The aristocratic candidates behind the young man chattered and gossiped.

In their eyes, the young man has already registered for the exam, but he still has been grinding with the examiner for so long, which is not only a waste of their time, but also makes them feel a little red-eyed.

However, Kayilu did not feel this way, because anger had already burned in her heart, and her blue eyes were staring at the young man deadly.

Olivier Giroud. Dral.

Kailu knew the man.

He is one of the murderers who deprived his family of his territory, and is also the fiancé of Kayilu.