My Sister is Arturia

Before Arthur's eyes, there was only the empty throne left, as well as Hillary and Stalin who had fallen to the ground.

Merlin closed her eyes tightly, holding a magic wand, and the magic power was faintly visible on her body.

"Although it is a bit difficult, but give me a little time, I may be able to locate the destination where they teleported away."

After a few seconds, Merlin opened his eyes and said to Arthur.

"Then please Merlin." Arthur nodded to Merlin.

"Arthur, we are more needed outside than here." Artoria looked at Arthur and said.

"Well, with the corpses of Hillary and Stalin, the fighting outside should subside soon." Arthur put away his long sword, and took a last look at the empty throne of the Lancaster Kingdom. Li or Stalin, no matter who they were, they couldn't really sit on it in the end. One was the queen who was obsessed with revenge for herself, and the other was the crown prince who longed for power. They are just pawns of others.

There is also the Freemasonry, and Noah's Ark mentioned by the Son of the Sea, and Don Quixote of the Radiant Knight... It seems that next time we need to have a good talk with the two of them.Arthur turned and walked outside.

The light falling from the skylight completely disappeared at this moment.

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When Lancashire in Lancaster was experiencing a moment of chaos, King Arthur and the Northumberland army who came to "counter the rebellion" were trying to control the situation in Lancashire, and in the northern kingdom a little further away, The royal city of Northumberland, Newcastle.

The original flag of the Newcastle family has been removed, and the lion flags of the British royal family and the Pendragon family are hung all over the city wall.

And in the Throne Hall in Newcastle.

"Your Highness Triss! Please stop your actions immediately! This is aggression! This is an aggression without honor! Northumberland is not the target of your Camelot's wanton bullying!"

The aged king sat on the throne with a red face and scolded the knight girl who was under the steps. Triss held a long sword in her hand and stood there with a calm expression. Beside her was Cavalier Gavin.

"Your Majesty Lanney, you may be wrong about one thing. It is not Camelot, but the army of the British Empire, and it is also the army of His Majesty Arthur Pendragon, King of Britain. Moreover, this is not an insult. Triss said with a smile to the aged King in front of him.

"What?!" The king looked quite angry, supporting the throne with one hand, and wanted to stand up, but finally sat back slowly.

"Also, why do you, who betrayed the British Empire and the Pendragon family, still have the guts to sit on the throne?" Triss tilted her head with a smile, and said this to the king in front of her, Holding the hilt of the sword in one hand, he walked towards the throne step by step.

"What are you going to do?! This is Newcastle! This is my Northumberland!" After all, the old king stood up angrily, and reached out to touch the hilt of the long sword hanging from his waist .

But before the king in front of him could react, a sharp knife pierced his heart.

Triss turned around without looking back, and the flying knife that flew out of her hand had accurately pierced the heart of the king in front of her.

"This is Northumberland of His Majesty King Arthur, not yours." Triss walked out: "Anyone who dares to try to hurt my dear fellow, I will not let him stay in this world." .”

Gavin glanced at the slowly falling king, turned around, and walked outside.

"Let's go, Triss, we still have a lot of things to deal with outside. We need to stabilize the situation here as quickly as possible. The northern front seems to be in a bad situation."

In the royal city of Northumberland, a cleansing in the name of King Arthur is going on in an orderly manner.

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Two days later, the chaos in Lancashire was finally completely quelled. Although the facts were a bit unacceptable, when the old man who was protected by Bedivere came up with enough evidence to prove that Julius was the real man. The evidence of the "Prince of the Pigsty", that is, the letter that fell into the hands of the giant leader and was intended to be sent to Arthur, the Queen's autographed letter, of course, only Arthur and Artoria can open it.

After proving the true identity of Julius, the nobles who were already quite indignant at the actions of Hillary and Stalin, under the auspices of Arthur and Artoria, the two British kings, quickly carried out The Coronation Ceremony of Giants.

The coronation of the legendary "Prince of the Pigpen" Julius can be said to be warmly welcomed by the Lancastrian nobles after experiencing hardships, not to mention the full support of King Arthur and King Artoria.

As for Roosevelt who asked Arthur for help...

Roosevelt, who was not the son of the old king, naturally could not continue to be the prince of Lancaster, let alone inherit the throne of Lancaster. However, Arthur did not treat Roosevelt badly. Soon after, Found a new eminent status for Roosevelt.

"Is this my son-in-law?"

The leader of the giants, "Super" Mary, looked at the stunned Roosevelt who came to him, and asked Arthur.

"Yes, this is your son-in-law I mentioned to you." Arthur said to the giant leader in front of him, and then whispered to Roosevelt: "You don't want to have no offspring, do you? Sorry, until now I didn't find the person who cursed you, but don't worry, I got the giant princess for you, you can marry with peace of mind, a prince who is a giant is also a prince, maybe if you work hard enough, your son can also be a giant king in the future, Right? Or, you can be one too, right?"

Roosevelt looked at Arthur with a mournful face, and Roosevelt, who had been hit endlessly, said to Arthur with tears in his eyes: "Your Majesty King Arthur...you, you are so kind to me, I obviously have no heir to the throne. I don’t know how to repay you, but you are still so kind to me, I... I don’t know how to repay you.”

"No, no need, you are so upright after all, okay, wipe away your tears and snot, you see, the leader of the giants has made such a handsome appearance in order to marry his daughter, you can't embarrass us humans, go to the giant , if you have nothing to do to promote the friendship of our British Empire, I will visit you when I have time." Arthur turned his head, feeling a little embarrassed to look directly at Roosevelt.

"Okay, son-in-law, let's go! My daughter is still waiting for you. Let me tell you, my daughter is a big beauty, with a height of seven or eight meters! Well, it may only be five meters, but it doesn't matter, although for giants It’s a bit deformed, but it’s enough for you, right, right, my daughter looks like me, she’s very beautiful, did I just say that?” Beautifully arranged by the elf Teresa The leader of the giant with a haircut grabbed Roosevelt with a sad face and walked towards the group of giants not far behind him. While walking, he said happily to Roosevelt.

"Your Majesty King Arthur! I will miss you! Your Majesty King Arthur!" Roosevelt, who was being held by the leader of the giant and drifting away, waved at Arthur and shouted.

Facing the rising sun, Arthur also waved his hands at Roosevelt who was going away, and then he turned to look at the girls behind him.

"Okay, things here are finally coming to an end, but... the north is about to go to war."

Arthur looked at the defense line in the north, where the war was about to start again!

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PS: The eighth volume "Prince of the Pigsty" is over, and the next volume, the ninth volume "Vector" is about to begin.

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no.614 Raid!Anglo-Saxon

The northern border of Northumberland is about fifty kilometers away from Newcastle.

The sky is as clear as blue, and the bright sunlight is shooting down from the gaps in the dense pine needles, forming a bunch of thick and thin beams of light, illuminating the shade of the forest with a veil-like mist. The hare, bouncing on the red land, occasionally lowered its head, sniffing the red liquid extending from the woods to the woods.

A rough dagger pierced through the body of the hare that was still moving just now. A tall man in rough armor walked up from one side, bent down and grabbed the hare that had just been killed. Hand in hand.

More people dressed similarly to him, or carrying axes, or carrying long swords and shields, people in armor, scattered in a row, walked past the corpses piled up in the woods, huge giants, wearing Well-made armor, holding a huge mace inlaid with iron in his hand, only ten meters tall made the earthquake-like vibration on the ground, behind them, the endless army rushed like a tide, rushing towards A warmer south...

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