149 This Merlin is not Bemerim

The king of the Kingdom of Camelot died, and the kingdom fell into chaos, and this was the beginning of the prophecy, in order to allow the kingdom to continue to exist, the choice of king was called.

Everyone guessed that since the best person was to be the king, it must be a battle immediately.

However, at the meeting place, only a sword stuck in a stone was prepared.

On the boulder there is a golden inscription: 'Whoever pulls this sword out of the rock shall be the king of the Crowns---

The origin of this sword, everyone knows, and they also know what it represents.

Many knights seized the sword according to the inscription.

But no one pulled it out, so the knights began to choose the king by fighting on horse, as they had prepared.

At that time, the girl was only a knight candidate, and she was not qualified to fight immediately.

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Walking on the lively streets, although the girl looked calm, the way she looked from time to time betrayed her mood at this time, she had not seen anyone else for a long time.

Well, this statement is not an exaggeration.

Artoria was raised as an orphan by Sir Eckert, but Artoria's real name is known only to a few people, and she has been raised under Merlin's care, and no one knows why the greatest magician in the country would take care of an orphan.

Eckert asked Merlin about it, and Merlin just smiled and said, "Because it's all fate." ”

Fate, fate, you have been used again, what shit fate arranged, isn't all this Merlin's own arrangement? Don't always use these two words to fool people! (The voice of the mystery that has not been seen for a long time: Author, don't you also abuse a certain thunder with these two words?) )

When Artoria was seven years old, Merlin took her out of Eckert's house and lived in a small manor house in which there was only Merlin except Artoria, not even a single servant, and they had to do everything themselves.

But even so, the girl didn't complain, she thought all this was a training for herself, she didn't abandon her martial arts and took care of Merlin properly, without any mistakes.

Merlin was very happy about this, and it should be said that he enjoyed the girl's care.

Since then, the girl has never left the manor, she has never left the manor for nine years, and she rarely sees anyone else, she is taught by Merlin in this environment, whether it is martial arts, fighting spirit, governing the country, or knighthood, even the magic of this girl is very outstanding.

It can be said that she is a perfect person, both on the outside and on the inside.

"Toria, don't you have anything you want? Although the teacher is not rich, he can still get a few gold coins. Merlin looked at the girl who was a little excited and said, then he took out a bag of gold coins from his robe and handed it to the girl and said, "Go and see, buy what you like, eat whatever you like, if you miss today, it may be difficult for you to enjoy these things in the future." ”

Artoria didn't know why Merlin was saying this, and this sentence made her a little confused.

"Fate has already been decided, don't worry about it, go ahead, enjoy the celebration." Merlin touched the girl's head and said. (Fate: I'm getting shot while I'm lying down!) )

Puzzled, Artoria took the purse, then turned and ran, and immediately disappeared into the crowd, no matter how mature she was, she was still a child, a girl who was about to turn sixteen.

"If you're tired, go back to the hotel, and I'll go back when it falls!" Merlin shouted to the crowd, and then he vaguely heard the girl's answer, and he smiled, and disappeared into the crowd in smoke, he still had a lot to do, such as the boring ceremony of the king, and the more boring jousting tournament, all of which he had to be present.

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Merlin reappeared in a square in London, which had been set up as a huge meeting place, and in the center of the square was the legendary 'Sword of Elector', and the square was already crowded with civilians who had come to see the excitement.

The nobles wore sumptuous dresses, and they all felt that they were the prophesied ones, and when they drew their swords, they would become kings themselves, so why not dress them pretty?

And those young and heroic knights were dressed in shiny armor and weapons, and they looked up at the golden sword, their eyes were full of scorching flames, and in the eyes of the knights of this era, God is faith, and what could be more exciting than being God's chosen king?

In addition to these two kinds of people, there are also some ordinary civilians, they all come with the attitude of trying it out, in case they pull out their swords, won't they become kings? Many people came to join in the fun with the idea of taking such a step to the sky.

But unbeknownst to these men, their actions were a complete joke in Merlin's eyes, and the prophesied king was now enjoying his last joys, for when the night had passed, she would no longer be a maiden, no longer a child, but a king chosen by heaven, a king who would rule over Britain and conquer Europe!

But there are still some things that need to be done, at least not to let others leave the handle.

So at noon, Merlin walked up to the platform that had been erected, stood in front of the sword in the stone, and said to everyone: "Today is not just Christmas, for on this day we will have the prophesied king, and this king may be you, or you, or you." Merlin pointed to the crowd and said, "Maybe it's your former friend, maybe it's your husband, maybe it's your son or father, any one of you can become the prophesied king, but no matter who you are, no matter what your former identity is, as long as you draw your sword, your life will no longer belong to you, but to the whole of Britain!" At the same time, whoever draws the holy sword is the king chosen by God, and everyone must respect him and obey his commands, otherwise they will be against God! Without further ado, the king-electing ceremony begins now, and God is equal to me! ”

"God is equal to me...", and in such a prayer, the ceremony of choosing a king officially begins.

Merlin stepped off the high platform, looking at the excited and even slightly distorted faces, a smile appeared on his chubby face: "I have already done what I should do, Ray, the next thing is up to you, I can't do anything, I hope you can get out of the darkness and find the true light, I'm really jealous of Tolia, because you don't need me..."

His eyes fell on the figure that was chained, Merlin's black eyes were only excited, and his fat face under his hood was distorted, although it was only an instant, but the face just now did change, it was a female face full of oriental charm: "It's not good, it's a little excited, well, Merlin, you dead fat man shut up for me, otherwise I'll imprison your soul in it forever!" ”

"There are still twelve hours, and in twelve hours a new destiny will begin, whether it is goodend or deadend, it is up to the two of you to choose. The king who is willing to give up his feelings for the sake of the people, and the knight who gives up his feelings in order not to hurt the people around him, what sparks will you rub together, I really wait and see..."

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I changed the age of my king under it, 16 years old, sorry for the inconvenience.