"Brush!"

In the huge Gorambu tent, everyone stopped the heated discussion and stood up in unison.

The guard at the door lifted the curtain of the tent, and Artoria's hair stood straight on top of her head and walked in first, Edward deliberately slowing down half a step.

I don't know when it began, the blonde hairy princess already has a hint of being the dominant person.

The girl looked around and nodded gracefully, and the others present sat down again.

"Your presence has reassured me a lot!"

The golden silly hair swayed from side to side with the girl's calm tone.

"This means that the island of England is still under the control of the Pendragon family!"

Her eyes were fixed on Ranmaroch and Bedwell on the left, and behind these two young men stood two of the four marquis-level nobles on the main island of England.

As the most loyal knights of King Camelot, every member of it is a young nobleman under the age of 50 in the kingdom. (Vindictive professional official rank 120 years old natural life)

Their strength is not only a simple vindictive professional, but also a fiefdom aristocratic family owner or direct heir with the title of "baron" and above in the kingdom, and at the same time has real fiefdoms of various sizes all over the main island of England!

With the in-law alliance behind these noble members, it can be said that as long as the heirs of the royal family Pendragon have their allegiance, Wales, Scotland, and Ireland will not be mentioned for the time being, but the main island of England can still be guaranteed to be 100% controlled!

The gray-haired Ranmarok and Bedwell glanced at each other under the gaze of the blonde princess. Stand up.

"Your Highness, King Camelot City has always been in our hands."

As the most powerful of the National Knights. The young ruler of one of the two marquisal families who have been guarding the royal capital of Camelot all the year round, and the gray-haired silver knight. Ranmaroch Simmons, who is known as the most advanced marksmanship of the younger generation, was the first to speak.

"100,000 warriors loyal to His Highness have assembled in the royal city, where Posival and Tristan are leading them."

He calmly reported his strength to the blonde princess, and the more than 200 noble knights he had rushed to meet Artoria, behind them were formed by the private legions of their respective families to "conquer" King Camelot's army, and were assembled under the leadership of two other marquises, nobles Posivar and Tristan, who were loyal to Artoria.

"Our warriors are all waiting for your return, Your Highness!"

"Set things right! Conquest is not a subordinate! ”

The gray-haired knight clenched his right arm into a fist, pressed to his chest, and bowed slightly to Artoria, his last murderous words. Let the whole tent be slaughtered!

A female median knight with long blue hair like the sea, and a contemporary patriarch of the Marquis de Lakvi, Bedwell Lakvi said.

"Your Highness, please don't hesitate!"

The beautiful figure and delicate skin make it impossible for others to see that this young female knight who looks beautiful like a flower has officially stepped into the door of Bensi this year!

"The United Council of Scottish Nobles has a close relationship with us, and they will definitely help us at a critical time!"

She glanced up at Artoria.

"According to our information, the puppet king of Wales has teleported his Thousand Knights to the main city of Ireland through the military teleportation array left over from the last Demon Calamity War."

"The two, especially the Welsh-led rebels, have spoken out. In response to Your Highness's call, we will participate in this year's sword drawing ceremony in advance! ”

Bedwell dutifully persuaded.

"Your Highness, our army should be on the plain of Callem, where the main island of England meets the territory of Ireland. Attack them directly・・・・・・"

She recounted in detail the plans that the Kingdom Knights had laid out over the past decade or so. You know, although Artoria has disappeared from them for more than ten years.

But rooted in the blood, there is a mysterious sense of the ancient kingdom and the knightly loyalty contract. But they have always been able to clearly understand that the monarch they are loyal to is still alive.

This is also why the Knights of the Kingdom have not been disbanded. One of the important reasons for unity and development has been preserved!

The blue-haired knights gushed about the plan that their Kingdom Knights had been planning for so long.

In the context of this plan, their enemies. The huge power of Wales and Ireland blending together made Artoria, whose expression had always been calm, frown slightly at this moment.

Although the previous route was interspersed with a small half of Wales' territory, these territories were almost all those remnants of feudal aristocratic territories that had been loyal to the royal family and had spread throughout the country for thousands of years.

Unexpectedly, the core area that the king of Wales is managing has undergone earth-shaking changes!

The blood knight of Wales, Daifield Latis, is worthy of being the hero who made her father feel unreliable and uneasy before he died, and took the initiative to hide her!

married his own daughter to the blood knight of the previous Grand Duke of Ireland, caused the inexplicable death of the previous Grand Duke through a conspiracy, and then supported his grandson, who was only 4 or 5 years old, to ascend to the throne of the Grand Duke.

The young Archduke of Ireland was unable to manage political affairs, and the Blood Knights were extremely successful, and his anti-English slogans at the time made Ireland, the last and least reluctant to join Camelot, applaud and almost smoothly take over the power of Ireland.

Then, there was a political move that surprised Artoria secretly - to eliminate all the nobles of the realm except him! Establish a unified feudal centralization!

Fortunately for Wales, relying on the marriage and assistance of the main island of England, on the outside of Charles Forest, which is backed by the main island of England, there are still a few shallow circles of territorial nobility, but in Ireland, except for a family of the Marquis of Cornwall, whose heritage is almost traced back to the early days of the kingdom, and has been quite mysterious, almost all the rest of the territorial nobles are subordinated to the feet of Daffield Latisse.

"After the reduction of the large lord class, the centralization of power has given Daifield Latisse enough resources to establish a 'knight's horn' that tells and trains knights for everyone, and this method of training almost does not distinguish between nobles and commoners, and makes him far more knights of the official rank than we are!"

Although he was an enemy, Bedwell's tone still revealed a hint of admiration that everyone perceived.

"In just fifteen years, although we have maintained a balanced state of high-level strength above the silver level, the blood knight Dai Feide has far more formal rank knights than us."

"Wales, with a population of only one-third of England, has twice the size of England and more than 1,000 knights!"

"Coupled with the area of Ireland, whose population is about the same as that of England, there are almost five thousand full-rank knights under the command of the Blood Knights!"

Five thousand! This is really a huge number, in Bedwell's statement just now, the official knighthood of England and Scotland combined is only about 1,500! If it weren't for the fact that the past ten years were not enough for the Blood Knights to cultivate enough Silver Knights in the huge number of formal knights, resulting in the number of Silver Knights on both sides always maintaining a balance・・・・・・ if in a few decades, the silver-level powerhouses gradually stood out from the large number of formal knights, then there would really be only hehe!

The blonde princess and Edward next to her glanced at each other, and both saw the fear in each other's eyes.

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(To be continued.) )