The "Council of Charles" refers to a historic meeting held in the second half of the famous Charles Way on the Mother Island of England in the year 3601 of the Second Magical Age, Her Majesty Artoria Pendragon, the Founder of the Sacred Empire of Knighthood, and our Eternal Sovereign, Prince Edward, the Honourable Sage of Merlin.

This meeting was born against the background of the absence of a central owner in Camelot's home country, the surge of local separatist forces, and the obvious tendency of the nobles of the non-main island of England to become independent.

After a long time of 12 years, Her Majesty Artoria met for the first time with a member of the Royal Knights of Camelot, one of the predecessors of the most powerful "Royal Knights of the Round Table" in the current Empire, and with the help of Prince Merlin Edward, she successfully merged with the original Helpache family.

In order to rectify the chaotic situation from the central to the local level of the kingdom as soon as possible, and to quell the local separatist forces led by the "Welsh puppet king" Defid Latis, the participants of this meeting clarified the third-generation monarchy system of the kingdom with Her Majesty Artoria as the core, and determined the highest goal of the stage to unify the whole country as soon as possible and quell the civil strife, and gave birth to the "round table parliament" system that has been inherited to this day, laying a solid foundation for the subsequent "sacred constitutional monarchy". It was an important turning point in the history of the Holy British Empire, marking the birth of the empire, which has entered the stage of the countdown to the century.

――――Imperial Encyclopedia・Entry "Charles Conference"

Starry with stars, all over the night sky.

This vast forest sea almost obscures between Wales and the main island of England.

The joy of meeting with the passage of time. Fade away.

Like a long snake, it divides this forest into two halves next to the Charles Road.

In the huge camp square that was once filled with laughter and laughter. The fire was dim and silent.

There was only the low footsteps of dozens of gray-robed knight squires patrolling back and forth.

In the very center of the camp. It was a huge Gorambu rune tent, and the tent was full of arcane anti-reconnaissance and defensive rune lines, flashing with subtle magical purple light in the night.

Banquet, banquet, "banquet" has ended, but the real "meeting" has just begun!

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Compared to the silence of the outside world, the world inside the tent was still noisy.

Dozens of soft magical incandescent lamps float silently on the top of the tent. Place the entire tent space and shine brightly.

Around a huge round table made of red shirt wood, the entire Edward's team of silver powerhouses and the most powerful dozen noble knights of the newly arrived Royal Knights were seated.

The two seats in the very center of the door were temporarily vacant, and it seemed that their owners had not yet arrived.

To the right, in the center of the empty space, are four casters in elegant robes, Rasmussen, Godric, Salazar, and Rowena.

Except for the quiet brunette Rowena, who lowered her head and silently looked at the magic bracelet on her wrist, projecting one of the most quarrelsome papers in the current Marvel wizarding world - "On the Possibility of Streamlining the Production of Magic Scrolls". Semberson, Godric, Salazar and other spellcasters talked to each other in a gentle and whispered conversation about the research on the "Tower Spirit Crystal" of the Ancient Magic Empire during this time.

Although among these spellcasters, Rasmussen's personal strength is far stronger than Godric, Salazar and others combined because of the war in the Marvel world that affected the entire earth.

But Godric, Salazar, and the others had received a systematic education from the orthodox caster organization, and their foundation was much more solid than that of a wild-born caster like Rasmussen. This has led to the accumulation of alchemy among these three people, which is almost the same.

On the left-hand side of the vacant seat, Gauven, Lancelot, Ranmaroke, Bedwell, Gareth, Gahoris, etc., all appear in the later "Legend of Arthurian Legend". plus Cassiso, Val ~ Te, and the rest of the royal knights. Warm mutual exchanges.

Especially when everyone learned that the high-ranking knight Lancelot turned out to be from the Holy Obaro continent. After the Frankish Empire, the atmosphere became even more enthusiastic.

The land that used to be only a legendary land in the archipelago made the other people curious and asked questions.

Although everyone present was laughing and laughing in the exchange.

But in fact, everyone is waiting.

Waiting for the entrance of their lord.

Waiting for history to turn a new page!

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Looking at the colorful stars in the sky, in the shallow clouds thousands of meters above the ground, Artoria's pale silver silk thread of fighting qi around her was almost undetectable.

The soft hair swayed gently in the air against the night breeze filtered by the fighting spirit.

The golden dull hair bends in a beautiful arc on the top of the head.

"Edward, you know what?"

"I'm so happy today."

The blonde princess turned her head to look at the white-robed spellcaster standing beside her.

"I didn't expect to meet them again so soon."

A bright smile warms the night around you.

Edward looked at the girl in front of him quietly, the holy white robe reflected the silver glow of the moonlight, floating a faint, dreamlike light.

"I think I can handle it all, Edward!"

"Don't be so tired, okay?"

After the words, the girl looked firmly into Edward's eyes as if she had made up her mind.

Edward could even faintly make out the tiny tear streaks flickering in the corners of her eyes.

An inexplicable temperament, a self-confidence, self-improvement mixed with a noble temperament, suddenly appeared on the girl's body.

This kind of temperament, Edward once only noticed in one person, that is, the Empress Anne in the Marvel world who has ascended the throne as emperor.

Although the temperament of Artoria at this moment is far less than that of Her Majesty the Empress, who has already ruled the entire Marvel continent, after all, there is already a foundation.

At today's banquet, the girl who is far more active and confident than in the past is a little silent and shy as before, almost like two people!

Edward suddenly understood something.

What he did before, in addition to strengthening himself, was also to obtain many faith points to restore the main god.

But in the eyes of the silly girl in front of her, her efforts are just to help her regain her country as soon as possible! The war in the Marvel world and the establishment of the wizarding world are, in the final analysis, to strengthen her strength and heritage.

The moment she made up her mind to take on the mission of the Pendragon family at her own instigation, her life was completely different from the past.

The royal family of Camelot Pandragon has led the archipelago against the invasion of the Abyss for more than 2,000 years.

The memory of childhood returns, so that the sense of mission once again penetrates into the blood of the girl.

The girl loved Edward and didn't want him to be so tired.

She wants to be a real king, and she wants to be able to carry it all herself!

But she has never been able to intervene, in the Marvel wizarding world, the clone Knights of the Round Table is not a power she can control in the end. (Helga had a huge influence on the wizarding world, and the clone was created by Alice.) ）

The appearance of the Royal Knights changed all that, and for the first time, Artoria saw a force that truly belonged to her.

The girl is eager to change herself, and also change the future of this world!

Looking at the pair of crystal pupils in front of him, Edward smiled calmly.

"Lily!"

The magnetic voice called the name of the dumb haired princess in her memory.

"I told you, I'll help you become the true King of Camelot!"

"Don't turn me down, okay?"

The tone that cannot be refused is said to touch the heart of the dull girl.

In an instant, the girl's mind was intoxicated, and her soft body couldn't help but hug Edward.

What a wonderful misunderstanding!

Isn't it?

Edward, who was holding nephrite, muttered in his heart.

(To be continued.) )

PS: Originally, I sent two more yesterday, but it rained heavily at night, and I didn't bring an umbrella after work, and I was dizzy, it seems to be a tragedy, and I can only apologize (┯_┯)