The scorching sun shone on the heart of the Royal City of Camelot in the English Islands, on the top of the most massive and spectacular palace of the noble Pendragon family, Izrael Palace.

At the top of this majestic palace, nearly 100 feet high, is a pale gold glazed brick with no traces of connection, reflecting a breathtaking brilliance.

The Gothic-like spire palace, which is almost the size of the famous Versailles in the Imperial French province of the Marvel world, has been the ruling core of the Kingdom of Camelot for more than twenty centuries, and under the leadership of their noble kings, the Pendragon family, the heroic and indomitable Celts have almost single-handedly fought against a large abyssal plane breach.

Although every time the Celts will be exhausted by this huge war, all families will be vegetarian!

However, every powerful attack from the Abyss Demon was under this King of Camelot, and it was shattered and sunk!

This powerful and unyielding human kingdom with the Celts as the main people!

Achieved the final victory in every Demon Calamity War since the Second Age of Magic!

However, 15 years ago, the death of Camelot's previous king, King Uther Pendragon, cast a shadow over the bustling central city of Camelot.

Because of the possessor's powerful dragon bloodline, the Pandaragon people who can truly be called descendants in each life are quite rare.

The only heir to the kingdom in this life is even Princess Artoria.

But this Royal Highness, who is almost the pride of the sky, suddenly disappeared more than ten years ago!

In addition, the sword in the stone, which represents the royal power and faith of the British Isles, has not been drawn for a long time, the old king is gone, and the new king is undecided!

In the past ten years, the entire city of Camelot has been in an inexplicable state of anxiety, if it were not for the fact that the Knights of the Kingdom still calmly and smoothly controlled the power of the royal city, maintained the order of the island, and made many people of insight hope for the last glimmer of hope, then ・・・・・・

Today, however, the inhabitants of King Camelot need no longer worry, dressed in festive costumes, holding aloft colorful flags with the head of the red dragon, and frantically chanting the name of "Pandaragon", flocking to both sides of the road.

With the "Knights of the Kingdom", the Praetorian Guard of the previous kings, and the nobles of all sizes on the island collectively pledged their allegiance to that noble being, all the people of Camelot clearly knew that on the main road of King Camelot, "Pendragon Avenue", in the center of the road, slowly walking towards the royal palace, among the group of knights.

The red gorgeous knight armor at the head is a heroic and stunning girl!

It is their new majesty!

Monarch of the Carthians!

Crown of the British Isles and master of the Sacred Sword in the Stone!

Artoria Pendragon!

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"Your people are so welcoming!"

Edward, dressed in holy white robes, rode on a tall charr horse and walked side by side to Artoria's right.

In the midst of the lively cheers, the knight girl on his left waved to the surrounding people from time to time.

Not far away, the golden roof of the Izrael Palace was already visible to the naked eye.

"Them."

The blonde knight's head stood up excitedly. Hearing Edward's voice, Artoria turned back with a big smile she hadn't seen in a long time.

There was a slight flush on his cheeks.

"It's not just my people."

There was a hint of seriousness in the knight girl's voice.

"It's yours too!"

It's mine? Edward was stunned for a moment, but soon came to his senses.

Not bad! In this ancient kingdom where the system is not yet perfected and the power is dominated by personal force alone, as the husband of the future monarch, the vice monarch of the Kingdom of Camelot, the real power is far less than the weak power of the monarch's husband or wife in those perfect monarchies in the Marvel world.

Aside from the rest, as the prince of Her Majesty the future queen of the kingdom, he was born with a high position in the law of law, and he is also the de facto second allegiance to the monarch of the knights of the future kingdom and the nobles of various places.

This kind of status actually exists on the basis of all kinds of magical contracts and oaths of allegiance signed by Artoria after she ascended the throne in the future, and it has an incomparably huge binding force, but it is not just empty words!

Nodding to the blonde girl, Edward, who had changed his mindset, glanced around at the lively crowd under his hood.

"My people?"

Edward muttered in a low voice, and then slowly raised his right hand, and a cloud of divine white light that could not be concealed even by the scorching sun in the sky, but it was extremely disobedient, appeared on his right hand, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Like a liquid purple magic, surging out of his sea of consciousness, through the transformation of the chaotic gray legendary crystal in the center, it has continuously become a new type of magical energy developed by Edward after achieving the legend.

This kind of Edward was developed by observing the game between the will of the abyss and the will of the magical plane when he achieved the golden legend, and simulated the completely opposite power used by the will of the magic plane against the evil and evil of the abyssal plane.

Combining the energy of the human body's qi and blood that can heal external injuries, the spiritual will energy that inspires morale, and the powerful energy of pure light particles that look holy and annihilate evil, Edward has given it a nice name - Holy Light!

"In the name of my Merlin, bless you!"

Edward's figure resounded with love and warmth in the sea of human spirits present.

From the palm of his hand spread out to the outside world.

Under the guidance of Edward's spiritual power, which is far beyond mortal and unparalleled after transformation.

The people who experienced hope, warmth, healing, and all the beautiful scenes imaginable in the human mind fell completely silent.

It was as if everyone's hearts were purified, and all of them's physical wounds were healed.

At this moment, both sides of the entire avenue were filled with pure holy light.

Whether fat or thin, old or young, noble or commoner.

At this moment, Artoria, the old butler Blake, and the spellcasters behind him, who came out and were deliberately avoided by Edward.

Everyone, as if, as if they had seen that ancient myth.

A place of all the good things in the legends.

Heaven!

・・・・・・

Under the dual acceleration of using the Legion-level Wind Acceleration Scroll and the Fighting Spirit Stimulation War Horse in the reserve.

After experiencing the main island of England, and the only 3 in the entire archipelago, it was left over from the period of the ancient Magic Empire, and was restored by the magic organization to a barely usable large military teleportation fortress.

Thousands of dusty knights, the figure of King Camelot City has appeared in front of them.

"Your Majesty, we have arrived!"

Count Calillon whispered to the powerful man in front of him.

"Kaliren!"

The Blood Knight Dafid Latis, staring at the city that had arced out in the horizon, seemed to be thinking about something.

He removed the crown of black iron from his head.

"After entering the city, let's restore our original titles!"

He raised the crown in his hand and turned around to face the massive figure of the city of Camelot, facing the young knights and nobles who were loyal to him!

Brilliant sapphires shimmer at the top of the crown.

"Ladies and gentlemen! This crown! ”

"I'm going to make that little mushroom cool!"

A cold light flashed in the blood knight's pupils.

"Put it on me!"

・・・・・・ (To be continued.) )