Chapter 4: The Council of Nobles (part 3 of 8)

"- His Majesty King Arthur defends his throne here!!"

Entering through the main entrance, the golden figure of the king led the knights of the round table behind her to the venue. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The emerald green pupils scanned the entire field with a strong sense of oppression, especially after staying on the Bakker father and son for a moment, and then turning to other places.

As if intentionally or unintentionally, the king's gaze stopped on Gawain and the Knights of the Round Table behind him. Although it was only a brief gaze of less than a second, the tiredness and lamentation that could not be concealed made all the Knights of the Round Table who were on the side of the nobles bow their heads in shame and annoyance.

They were supposed to be the king's sword, and they were supposed to be standing by the side of the lord. However, due to various reasons behind them, the pressure of the family, and their own interests, they have to face the former loyal monarch with an extremely ashamed posture today.

“............”

The originally lively and crowded venue gradually quieted down.

Each of the nobles present looked at the figure standing in front of the gate of the palace with complicated eyes. Some of them were extremely fanatical worshippers, some sighed helplessly, and a large part of them looked directly at the king to whom they were supposed to be loyal with hostile eyes.

As the king's arrival disrupted the otherwise harmonious atmosphere, the crowd began to stir and restless. The aristocrats couldn't joke with each other as they had just done before.

Hulala......

In front of King Arthur's helpless eyes, the crowd began to subconsciously move closer to the side according to their belongings.

The nobles, who were originally closely connected like a disc, were divided into three major pieces in an instant.

The Howard family, led by the Howard family, gathered the largest number of nobles, and the titles were also the highest. In the blink of an eye, more than seventy percent of the high-ranking nobles were standing behind the Howards.

There was no shame, no shame, just looked at the disappointed girl king with cold eyes.

Their disdainful, dissatisfied, and even hateful faces undoubtedly tell one thing.

- Thou art not worthy to be our king.

The naked and undisguised thought stabbed Artoria deep into the heart like a sharp sword, and by the way, dug out a bloody piece of flesh.

They disregarded the interests of their people for their own benefit, and spent their days enjoying luxury despite King Arthur's repeated dissuasions. Until one day, King Arthur could not bear their luxurious life, so he issued a royal decree forbidding them to continue to do this, and also asked them to provide money and food to help the victims.

But what King Arthur did not expect was that her orders had long been rejected by the nobles. A decree without Buckle's signature is like toilet...... On the contrary, for this reason, the old-school aristocrats are more and more dissatisfied with the attitude of the new king, which is really ridiculous.

"-!!! Gawain"

At this moment, a sharp shout suddenly came from behind King Arthur.

Everyone was startled by the deafening roar.

Look up.

Lancelot, who was always gentle and elegant in his memory, was now staring at the Gawain knight standing in the ranks of the nobles with a hideous face and a fierce look in his eyes. and the four Knights of the Round Table who followed him in line.

"What foolish are you doing!!!Are you really going to abandon your pride and vows and fall under the temptation of money and status!"

Lancelot scolded angrily. At this time, he had already drawn his sword, and pointed it at Gawain in an almost judgment-like posture, and there was a sign that he would immediately swing his sword and kill him on the spot as soon as he nodded in acknowledgement.

The scorching fury of the flames scorched everyone......

"Lancelot, I'm ......"

Gawain had a look of shame on his face, and his whole body was trembling. At this moment, how he wished that Lancelot would really come and end it all with a sword. As a knight, he betrayed his oath and lost the trust of the king, and his glory was now defeated by the creed of the family's interests.

Ugly like a flesh worm that has lost its soul, it can only live with abominable feelings.

"What are you still rubbing!? Why don't you hurry up! Isn't it your duty for the knight to stand by the king's side!?"

- The King's Knight?!

When he heard this, Gawain almost subconsciously wanted to step out.

But then four arms suddenly stretched out behind him, and at the same time pulled back the steps that Gawain had just taken.

"Give up, Gao Wenqing. ”

"We've made our choice. ”

"It's the family's order......"

"We can't let our actions kill the whole family......"

The Knights of the Round Table behind him, one by one, persuaded Gawain. There was no shame and remorse on their faces like Gao Wenqing, only numbness and sighing. However, there are also people who are excited and happy, and there are Knights of the Round Table who are willing to make this choice for their own benefit.

Gawain was helplessly pulled back into the camp of the nobility.

Until the last moment, he could only respond to the angry Lancelot with extremely ashamed eyes......

[-I'm sorry, but my life's goal.] I really don't have a choice, the conflict of interest between the king and the nobility has reached its limit. I have to choose between my loved ones and the king. But I didn't have a choice from the beginning, and my family had already done everything for me. I had no desire to resist my parents' orders, so I had no choice but to accept this fateful choice. Forgive me Lancelot, it was my very existence that caused the current split of the Knights of the Round Table. I will voluntarily go to hell to atone for my sins after I die, but I also ask to continue to fulfill the knight's promise to protect our king......]

The occurrence of this scene made many people sigh, but there were also many people gloating.

For example, a certain Grand Duke is looking at King Arthur with a particularly happy look at the already gloomy face at this moment. The intense pleasure of revenge in my heart filled my body.

Lancelot gritted his teeth with a crunch, and finally could only roar in anger and retract his sword into its sheath.

"O king, Knights of the Round Table...... From today it is officially divided. I implore the king to withdraw the name of Gawain and other knights from the round table, and to reselect the knights from among those who are more chivalrous in character and strength. ”

Lancelot pleaded with the king, but received no answer.

The king's remarks at a later date blocked Lancelot's desire to continue his request.

The king had his back to everyone, so no one could see her expression at this moment.

But even if you can't see it, you should be able to deeply understand that the organization that the founder of the Knights of the Round Table once had high hopes for is now torn apart before his eyes - this extreme unwillingness and grief are all pretended to be strong and endured in the depths of King Arthur's heart.

The atmosphere in the venue fell into silence and indifference for a while.

No one spoke.

Nobody paid any attention.

Everyone just swept back and forth between King Arthur's camp and Bakar's camp with cold eyes. No one wants to be involved in the political struggle for the highest power within the kingdom. That kind of place is not a place where a small character like them can go in and walk out intact.

And at this time, an unexpected character appeared on the stage and successfully broke the cold atmosphere of the venue.

The visitor was dressed in a bright red robe, soft armor and a cloak.

"First meeting, Your Majesty King Arthur. ”

The visitor respectfully walked up to King Arthur, and then saluted.

King Arthur didn't know who the person in front of her was, but she instinctively felt a sense of familiarity and danger from the girl in front of her. It's like looking in a mirror, but the person in the mirror is not at all as weird as you are.

"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Gaius Julius Carrassancu, Commander of the Sixteenth Field Army of the Roman Empire in the British Isles. I am the daughter of Gaius Julius Berkness, commander of the First Roman Legion, and the niece of the Roman Emperor Charoth Curodia. ”

Slowly raising his head, Karassanku narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at King Arthur with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, there was a neat gasp from the crowd.

"The people of the Roman Empire!?"

"Why do people from that kind of monster country still stay on this island country!?"

"And it's the damn Sixteenth Legion...... Hell, last time they swept my territory and killed all the civilians! These demonic bandits have tarnished the glory of the nobility!"

"The First Roman Legion...... Isn't it the legendary legion that was formed during the early days of Rome, and why would the daughters of such great men come to such a place?"

"Damn, who brought such a big guy here and didn't say a word!

..............................

The noisy crowd seemed to have regained some of their previous vitality, but their focus was no longer on showing off to each other, but on the girl in the red robe in the field.

"I'm really sorry, I came here at the invitation of the Grand Duke of Buckle this time, and I didn't mean to hide it, but I haven't picked a good time to introduce myself. Other than that...... It is a great honor for me to be able to meet the famous Knight King here. ”

Karassanku said sorry words, but he didn't bother to glance at the ignorant nobles the whole time.

At this moment, Karassanku's interest was completely focused on the king in front of him, and his big shining eyes did not hide his interest in inquiry.

"Messenger of the Roman Empire......" King Arthur murmured.

"No, to be precise, it's just to come to this conference and learn more about the countries around you. I did not bring any orders from the Roman Empire, but simply joined this meeting as a visitor. Karassanku explained with a smile.

But this explanation is not satisfactory.

Lancelot stood up with a frown and said, "Your Excellency Karassanku, this meeting is an internal matter of the Kingdom of Great Britain. Outsiders are not welcome to participate, but if you can, can you visit other palaces? I can arrange for the best knights to keep you safe, and of course you can take you anywhere you want as long as it's not classified. ”

Lancelot stared at Karassanku, who had not concealed his guard.

Lancelot's appearance also seems to have caught the attention of Carassanku.

His eyes widened, and Karassanku said in a voice akin to exclamation, "Oh, this lord is the legendary Knight of the Night, Lancelot, who has the name of the strongest round table. Sure enough, as handsome as the rumors, not to mention how many beautiful women will drive you crazy in the city of Rome, and even below you are about to be conquered by your handsome face. ”

With that, Karassanku lowered his head with a shy expression, causing Lancelot to stand there rather embarrassed.

Forehead...... Swear to God, he didn't mean that.

"—But. Karassanku continued: "To be honest, I'm a little disappointed. Although Lancelot's appearance did make Zaixia's heart move. However, in the name of guarding, surveillance is actually a protection, but in fact, it is only an attempt to limit the actions below so as not to cause you trouble. This cautiousness, carefulness, and relief of the king's worries are indeed understandable. ”

"But can't you come up with a better reason? Such an obvious scheme is so simple that it is like a strange man who wants to deceive a three-year-old child, and is your mind contrasted with your countenance? If so...... It's a pity. ...... in various aspects After all, the husband under him can't only have a luxurious appearance, but also a full interior. ”

Lancelot's head suddenly burst into six green tendons!

"Ahahahaha, I'm really sorry to disappoint you. ”

"No, no, no, if Lancelot can study harder. The impact of this acquired laziness is not a problem at all, and I am still willing to wait for you to marry~"

Karassanku had a gentle smile on his face.

Lancelot smiled demonically.

God knows if the gods blessed these two for not fighting on the spot......

Bedwell, standing aside and watching the two of them bicker, suddenly felt familiar for some reason. It seems like this feeling happened once not long ago.

If you think about it...... Eh, how do you feel like you've seen that bastard Char?

"Gaius Julius Carrassancu?"

At this time, King Arthur suddenly spoke. Her speech caused Lancelot and Karassanku to withdraw their gaze from each other, and to shift their gaze back to the cold-faced king.

"First of all, welcome to Great Britain. I am the King of Great Britain, Artoria Pendragon. The king's title was Arthur, a title given by the previous king Yusher himself. And the Knight King is a title that many valiant knights have voluntarily given this honorific title, and if you are willing to speak to me as a knight, it is not harmful to call me the Knight King by the name of this occasion. ”

"But, as Lancelot said, this meeting is an internal affair of Great Britain, and I have no objection to being the king if I want to visit it. After all, this kind of thing has been done more than twenty times back in the time of King Yusher. But according to the rules at the time, I hope you don't interject in the next meeting, otherwise it will cause a serious diplomatic accident. ”

King Arthur glanced at each other with his eyes.

"I see, I'm here to see you. Naturally, he would not do anything that offended the majesty of the King of Great Britain. However, if I could, I would like to stand closer to you, and if I look closely, I wonder if it would be an honor?"

“............”

King Arthur was silent.

She looked back and forth at Karassanku, trying to see even a flaw in the other's impeccable smile.

However, King Arthur failed.

The other party's disguise and scheming are far above her, if it is Drake. D. Char's words here should be able to see through the essence of this woman at a glance. But King Arthur couldn't, after all, her mind was far less weird and cunning than the first two.

After a moment of stalemate, King Arthur seemed to have conceded defeat.

She frowned slightly and said in a cold tone, "...... Allow your petition. ”

"It's an honor, King Arthur. ”

Keep your head down so that everyone can't see your face.

An extremely dark smile appeared on Karassanku's countenance, which no one could see. There were several cold flashes in his eyes, which were evil glows with a thick dead aura......

"Next, we will officially convene a meeting of the Noble Alliance! All the nobles, please sit down!"

At the behest of King Arthur.

The nobles found their places and sat down.

And King Arthur also ascended the golden throne as always, and Lancelot and Bedwell were like guardian saints, each serving on King Arthur's left and right.

Behind them stood Graheid, the fifth knight, Paus, the seventh, and Kai, the fourth.

These people were the last Knights of the Round Table loyal to King Arthur, and at the same time the last of the Knights of the Round Table. The other sixth, eighth, ninth, and tenth knights had all betrayed King Arthur and thrown themselves into the arms of the nobility. The same goes for the former second knight, Gawain.

Now, in addition to the eleventh and twelfth knights who died in battle, the last ten knights of the round table were also split into two factions.

"-Now, the meeting has officially begun!!"

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