Tribute to the Demon King

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Chapter 180 I Have an Immature Idea

Artoria's consciousness blurred for a moment.

When she woke up again, she found that her position had changed.She found herself in a thick fog, with nothing around her, nothingness.

"Is this... an illusion?"

She murmured silently.

Bypassing his B-level anti-magic power, he directly plunged himself into an illusion... Is this really what illusion can do?

Or, is this the treasure of that person?

That feeling is not so much that I am deluded by hallucinations, it is better to say that this land and this world are deluded.This level of things, probably only Noble Phantasms can achieve it.

Just when Arturia was still a little dazed, a strong light suddenly shone in from nowhere, and she subconsciously closed her eyes.

Then, she immediately realized that her feet were firmly on the ground.There were loud shouts from people all around.

Opening her eyes and looking around, she found herself in a place that was once extremely familiar, but now it was a little strange.

But the first thing that caught her attention was a weak knight dressed as a boy who appeared in front of her.

"That is……"

Her dark golden pupils shrank, and her heart tightened slightly.

Artoria recognized the child's identity with just one glance.

... Ashamed to say.That was my young self.

The carefree knight girl stood in front of the king-chosen sword a little timidly and uneasy.

"...It was that day."

Artoria took a light breath, looked at her young self with some nostalgia, her gaze became complicated.

The distant dream that I thought I had forgotten a long time ago reappeared in front of my eyes at this moment.

She remembered that she had just turned fifteen that year.Under the name of the trainee knight "Artorius", he accompanied his righteous brother Kai to try to pull out King Uther's sword of king selection.

That's right, Artorius—at that time, she was still regarded as a handsome young man.

She has been raised as a man since she was born.On weekdays, he wears men's clothing, and his hair is tied back.Because of that beauty, she is quite popular among the girls in the town.But because he was just an orphan adopted by the old knights, he was not regarded as a partner by the young knights who valued blood and glory.

But those days are coming to an end.

Before the age of 15, even a slender physique can insist that a man is fooling around.But if you go any further, you probably won't be able to hide it.

Although he is an apprentice knight now, he can't even become a knight squire in this situation.Because with a young girl's physique, it is impossible to hold a sword or go to the battlefield.

But now, the situation is different.

Two days before the day of the king's election, some well-known knights in this country ran over shouting "I am the chosen king".

However, no one could draw that sword.

There are knights who are unwilling to challenge several times, young people who shout "There must be a problem" and then get angry, and even strong men who can lift the entire rock in one go.But from morning till night, all have tried.But no one can pull out the sword.

Doesn't this country have knights who are qualified to be kings?

Has Britain no future?

People's anxiety and loss are slowly spreading.Sensing the uneasiness of the crowd, the knights gathered together to discuss.

"Why don't we find another way."

"That's a good point. Anyway, there are so many knights gathered here, there are many ways to choose the king."

"That's right. The King's Choice Sword that can't be pulled out is meaningless at all."

"Also, the prophecy of the sage Merlin is a bit suspicious..."

"That's the way it is. We don't have time to accompany Merlin and Uther to dream. Since there is no result, it's better to come to an end here."

"So how do we compare? You must have horse riding."

"Of course it is. As a king of knights, riding and fighting is the foundation."

It should have been.Relying on the last words left by the previous king, it is strange to use some weird sword of king selection to choose the next generation of kings, isn't it?Maybe the late king was already confused at that time, maybe the sword couldn't be pulled out at all, maybe...

When no one pulled out the sword, the significance of the sword's existence was also ignored by people.There is no one who has the qualifications of a king in Britain - this reality is unacceptable.

The knights ignored the sword of selection that they did not choose, and began to argue about the selection method that was beneficial to them. After a long time, it was finalized: first horse riding, then a duel, and finally a team battle. winner.

Rather than draw a suspicious sword to determine the throne, it is more reasonable to choose the king by how many subordinates, money, and his own strength, right?

Yes, exactly that.

Britain does not need a powerful leader at all, nor does it need a chosen king.As long as the interests of each other are aligned, they can be united.In this way, cooperation will be easier, and it will be easier to calculate what you want.

The most important thing is that if something happens, you can get away with it-whether it is bribery, threats, deals, or finding a scapegoat to take responsibility for yourself will be very convenient.

So the knights headed towards the venue for the horse-riding battle that had been prepared long ago.The onlookers also rushed over with the flow of people.