Camelot Dawn

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Ekephilo's father, King Peloradis of Scotland, was assassinated.In an instant, the sky over Edinburgh became cloudy and rainless, and Akefilo was suddenly dragged into the center of the vortex, and all kinds of affairs were thrown at him.He no longer had time to care about the fate of a little knight, so the last restriction was lifted, and Androme asked Lancelot to submit another resignation request, which he wrote in his own hand for approval.

The resignation request of ordinary Guards soldiers is approved by the Captain of the Guards, and the approval will come into effect if the royal family has no objections.In full compliance with Scottish law.

Two months after Lancelot left, the assassination of the King of Scotland was finally settled.Crown Prince Akefilo, who had been busy for two months and had no time for him, was crowned as successor.At the beginning of taking office, he sent the former Royal Guard Captain Androme to clear up the Swigard gang with an edict, which was the lair of these murderers who were hired to assassinate Peroladis.They are entrenched among the mountains in the west of Scotland. They are big trees with deep roots and strong strength. Androme is bound to suffer a lot when he goes.

However, no matter what punishment he gave to the captain of the guard who decided without authorization, it would not be able to restore Lancelot who had left and went to no one knows where.But he was really not sad, the hard shell in his heart that disappeared for a short time, grew back at double the speed, and doubled hard.Ruthlessness has permeated every aspect of his life. Once Lancelot represented all the beautiful emotions that human beings can have in his heart, and now those remaining soft places are also ruthlessly covered.

So he became the man everyone knows—silver hair, white clothes, fake smile, and a cold heart.

King of Scots Akefellow-Whistle Blue.

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In the second year, he learned of Lancelot's whereabouts through certain channels.A crazy desire rose in his head - "Why should I end this? Do you think that having that approved severance request means I'm willing to let him go? No, of course I don't , and I never will. I will make this man, never give his allegiance to anyone but me." When he said this to Androme, his green eyes were full of vicious.

Androme did not make any statement, nor did he have any intention to stop him.He has no reason and no need to anger Akefilo again.What's more, he has no ability.

Because Akefilo is a black mage, the most powerful black mage.Who is he going to kill, and who can stop him?

So the new suzerains of Lancelot were killed one after another, and the murderer had no intention of concealing his identity.His white-clothed and silver-haired image has become the phantom Lancelot hates the most.

"It's not my original intention to turn against you. Your Highness Akefilo—no, it's His Majesty now—it's the freedom of every knight to choose who to serve allegiance to. His Majesty Wanwang can do it for himself and don't interfere any more!" Lan When Sloat said this, there was only indifference left in his expression.

Facing his cold gaze, Akefilo thought to himself, don't you have this expression of repelling others thousands of miles away?Don't you know the harsh words?Why don't you choose them and choose a mild appearance as a way to alienate others?If you looked at me like this from the beginning, there would be no misunderstandings later.But he ignored the strong pain and sense of loss in his heart, and showed that delicate and hypocritical smile: "If you really want me to stop 'interfering', you should find the person or person who subdued me as soon as possible." method. Otherwise, who I want to kill and when I want him to die are all things that you can’t control.”

He looked at Lancelot's angry expression, and laughed more and more freely: "Galahad, or Lancelot, why don't you come back? As long as you are willing to come back, no one will die innocently again." .”

Come back, come back to me.Every cell in him screamed in despair.

Lancelot said coldly: "How could I swear allegiance to the person who did such a thing!"

At last the fair-haired knight gave up his allegiance to anyone, and he joined the knight-errants, or a lonely wanderer with his squire.It is true that no one died innocently, and Akefiro never appeared in front of his eyes again. However, after such a long time, Lancelot suddenly felt a strong sense of loss.Because there is no suzerain to be loyal to, it is tantamount to depriving a knight of most of the meaning of existence.

Lancelot, like most knights of his time, had a lofty goal: to follow a talented ruler and dedicate all his loyalty to him on the battlefield and in the palace.He hopes that one day he will be able to find something that he is really willing to follow and believe in, and give all his affection to it.But the revenge of a black magician ruined all these possibilities.

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The time finally turned to Camelot 224, and Lancelot met Arthur, another object of his allegiance.Sure enough, Akefilo appeared in front of him again, and the atmosphere between the two remained unchanged from the previous tense situation.

"I advise you not to take chances and hope that the mage can help you. In this respect, he can't do anything for me. Put your hopes on him and Arthur still dies. You will have nowhere to cry when the time comes." When Kefilo played the role of the villain and was already familiar with the game, Lancelot's words made him never expect, and he showed his flaws for a while.

Lancelot said: "I warn you that enough is enough. If you dare to touch Arthur, you can just wait for Edinburgh to be demolished!"

Akefilo was really taken aback.He has known Lancelot for quite a few years, and he has never seen this person so firmly express his position of defending something.When he was in Scotland, Lancelot was ambiguous about everything in order to avoid being involved in factional battles; when the suzerains before him were persecuted, he just backed down blindly, and even chose not to be loyal to anyone to avoid death .This was the first time since Akefilo knew him, and perhaps the first time in his life, he showed such firmness.

Then Akefilo couldn't help thinking, if he was still loyal to me, would he defend my interests or dignity in front of others like this?Probably not, he quickly answered himself, this is not one of his obligations.

However, the villain still wants to play, so he said: "Don't, I'm not alone in Edinburgh. In fact, you just have to come back and serve me, right? Then no one will die."

"Well, that's a good idea, think about it slowly." Lancelot said indifferently.

Looking at his indifferent face, Akefilo couldn't help but say unfairly: "Hey, at least give me a reason why you can be loyal to anyone but don't consider me? Didn't we cooperate very well before? I can't see What's the difference before and after my succession..." Lancelot's eye shot came, and he suddenly stopped talking.There are differences, of course there are differences.

——The Samhain Festival, which made everything so bad, was not on the eve of his succession.

It was because of that Samhain day that he lost control and said those words for a while, which led Lancelot to decide to distance himself from him.But why?It's not fair, he thought, why should I be sentenced to death just for that?I'm just expressing my true thoughts.Is liking someone a mistake?Lancelot, your logic is strange.

In fact, Akefilo did not intend to attack Arthur.He was really tired of it, this kind of endless chasing and persecution was meaningless, he couldn't get back the person he wanted, he could only push him further and further away in the killing.He can't hurt Lancelot even more, and he is the one who is poked at the pain point in every conversation. In Lancelot's doubled contempt and hatred, he makes up another wound for himself.

There is really no need for such behavior to continue.Like a soul outside the body, Akefilo carefully examined his corrupt body, and made a judgment indifferently.

So he carefully planned the Justitia Blood Curse, the harshest oath spell in black magic.The blood curse cannot be changed or broken. Both parties to the contract must either fulfill the agreement, or the party who voluntarily breaks the contract will die.His request was for Lancelot to summon the Holy Grail. He knew that this request was impossible to achieve anyway. Lancelot left Avalon when he was 20 years old and vowed not to touch the prayer for life.Therefore, if he wants to survive, there is only one way for him to do so.

Lancelot would only consider killing him.Even if he knew that killing the magician would not end the spell, Lancelot would still make such a decision, and that was exactly what Akefiro wanted.

—as he himself said, killed by Lancelot, or perish with him.

He has long since ceased to seek rest.

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When Camelot's army marched into Edinburgh and Lancelot came before him, Akefiro finally felt the long-lost relief.The sword known as the Lesser Hallows pierced his chest, and Lancelot thought he would hide, but he didn't.He took a step forward and grabbed Lancelot's left hand that was hanging limply on his side.

The curse of breaking the contract was quickly read from his mouth, and the black spiritual power entered the magic circle, shattering the oath formed by blood.The goddess Justitia must punish those who flout the law, and the magician who breaks the strongest oath without authorization will also be severely retaliated by the oath.When Akefilo made the oath, he used all his spiritual power as a burnt offering. Now that he breaks the covenant, his burnt offering will be taken away.Everyone knows that for magicians, spiritual power is as important as life.

So Ekefiro must die.

Pierced in the chest by Alondite, who is known as a small sacred weapon, Akefilo felt the purification power sweeping in the holy light, like an incandescent flame, killing every trace of his black spiritual power, every ray The flesh and blood soaked in black magic all evaporated away.At the same time, the magic circle on Lancelot's arm was dissolved by his spiritual power, the blood curse was lifted, and the lost flesh and life began to recover.And the price of breaking the oath took away more and more vitality of the magician.Seeing Lancelot's astonished expression, Ekefiro couldn't help but feel unparalleled happiness for the last time.

It's over, he thought happily, I'm finally done with this.

Lancelot executed him with his own hands, not expecting him to save himself.The magician's countenance was ghastly with the rapid passing of life, yet the smile of his soul was as beautiful as in the night of a Samhain bonfire.

Lancelot, he thought, you will probably remember this day forever?Just as even now, I still remember your indifferent but warm smile under the thin sunshine after the snow.Can you understand?Everything that happened between us, in the final analysis, is just that I love you.

—You will probably never bother to understand.

Hallows and black magic had consumed the last of him, and the white figure was wiped out in the same white light.The hand that Ekefiro held on Lancelot's wrist did not leave until it turned into ashes.

His favorite Lancelot in this world, he prayed countless days and nights, hoping that the gods would keep him by his side. At first he regarded him as a passerby, and later he always regarded him as his greatest enemy.What torment is greater than this?Fortunately, now he finally bid farewell to these forever.

Farewell to the one I love the most and the one who hates me the most, goodbye Lancelot.

farewell.

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Aike Feiluo, this hateful and miserable person, his whole life was like a lonely traveler walking on the vast snow field, and now he finally fell silently in the snow.The snow was so thick around him that his last sigh was lost in it.The white clothes blended with the silver hair and the snow, and was covered by the boundless wind and snow, so that no one noticed that he had left without a word.

He had lived a full life like everyone else, yet no one remembered it.People only remember the identity of the King of Scotland, which is an aspect of the whole called "Acafello".And those accidental encounters and secret heartbeats related to him all bloomed on a Samhain night, and they were all buried behind a crown in a hurry.

Since the day it was buried, it has never seen the sun.

END

The author has something to say: ——so, after reading the episode, do you still hate Comrade Philo so much? (Last week, I updated Philo Fanwai and found out that I lost my collection...)

The author started to have a fever this Friday, until this morning I was very weak, so I couldn’t update on time yesterday, I’m really sorry>

@兰斯厨学习, thank you for your loving reminder XDD

It is said that this chapter has 1.1W, and the final exam will be next week. The author hereby asks everyone to give me character :)

In addition, because the author was stimulated, he decided to post the main text of the Gaul volume next...I hurry up to fix it!Comrades please give support! !

☆, bad omen

In the early summer of Camelot 225, Kay, Kowain and Lancelot returned to Camelot from Edinburgh.Two months before this, Arthur had already led the army to take the lead.

In Camelot, the stable life made the war quickly fade from people's memory, and the ordinary days continued day by day, and all the work was still going on as before the war started.It seems that time stays quiet, and the previous half a year was just a dream experienced by everyone collectively.

At the Stone Hall meeting in late June, Arthur proposed a resolution to promote Lancelot, who killed the King of Scotland, to the chief knight.After discussions on the round table, this proposal was determined to be an item "to be examined". If the nominated knight can pass the adjudication meeting held one month later, he will be awarded the title.Lancelot was asked to defeat all five challengers chosen by the roundtable - including current Chief Knight Kay Ishlinka - a month later.Although it was not easy, he himself was very happy to give it a try.

Not everyone is so happy about the proposal, though.That afternoon, Arthur received feedback from Merlin in the White Room expressing his disapproval.

In the stiff atmosphere, the taste of the scrolls is depressing. "I'm actually a little surprised, Merlin," Arthur turned around after a long silence, "Why do you disagree with every decision I make about Lancelot? A very clear example is , I’m sure that you were the one who encouraged me to promote him to chief.”

"That's right." Merlin nodded expressionlessly.

Arthur raised his eyebrows inquiringly. "So? What happened?"

Merlin glanced at him, and replied in a steady tone: "Now you want to promote him to the chief, is it the same reason as I encouraged you to promote him to the chief? I should ask you what happened, Your Majesty."

"..." Arthur felt shy for a moment, but quickly said, "That's not the reason. I'm not a nepotism."

"I know." Merlin quickly continued, but stopped abruptly when Arthur thought he wanted to say more.After waiting for a while, Arthur said impatiently: "It's not a good habit to breathe heavily, Master."

Merlin sighed helplessly. "Yes, Your Majesty. I just—need to organize my words."

Then he told Arthur a story.

In Camelot 173, Iglein-Gloys, Duchess of Cornwall, married Uther Pendragon, the then king, just a month after her husband died.The scale of the wedding was grand and well-prepared, and it looked like it had been premeditated.For this reason, a fierce conflict broke out between Iglein's youngest daughter, Megarafi, and her mother. The princess accused her mother and the king of murdering her father in order to fulfill their personal relationship.Her allegations cast a pall over the wedding.

Fortunately, Megarafi's status was insignificant compared to Uther's at that time, her words were easily blocked by Uther, and the wedding was held as scheduled.Merlin's position at that time was the same as it is today. Uther trusted and relied on him so much that he acted as a witness in this wedding.After the ceremony, it was time for a banquet, and at the same time, nobles and nobles from all over the world took turns to present gifts to the king and his wife.Merlin stood by Uther's side, watching the nobles pass by as usual, until a young woman in a blue cloak appeared.

Merlin looked at her. The woman was wearing a fine blue silk cloak with delicate silver lace embroidered on the hem.At this time, she put down the hood, revealing a head of soft curly blond hair, with the soft light of the lake, falling down to the knees.Merlin felt a little bad, especially when he saw the woman's eyes that seemed to have some deep meaning, the bad feeling became stronger.

Who is she?Seeing her shuttle among the guests, Merlin complained about his forgetfulness for a moment.But even if he couldn't remember who she was, it didn't stop him from knowing that she was difficult—somehow, he just knew it.So he said to Uther: "Your Majesty, I found a strange face among the guests, who may be someone with evil intentions. I suggest sending someone to expel her."

Although Uther was not a timid person, he still decided to be cautious at such a special time as a wedding.He casually asked, "Where is it?"

Merlin pointed out the blond woman to him, and at the same moment, that woman looked at him precisely.Her blue eyes widened slightly, and a smile appeared on her red lips. She quickly walked away from the guests and walked towards Uther.The big ‖ mage immediately withdrew his hand and turned around quickly: "I will ask someone to take her away immediately."

But it was too late, the blonde woman was already standing in front of Uther.When she spoke the first sentence, Merlin wished he could crash himself against a pillar because of his forgetfulness and procrastination.

She said: "See Your Majesty Uther Pendragon Lord of England and Wales, I am Ira the Fairy of Avalon."

——I said why can't I remember, I haven't seen her for 300 years.Facing Uther's strange gaze, this was Merlin's only thought at that second.

But what did Ira come to Camelot for?Years of experience made Merlin conclude that everything related to Nimuwei and her fairies is not very good.Both Ira and Dolores are important ministers of Avalon. If the latter is said to be the chief steward, the former should be called the spokesman.Because Merlin still remembers that Ira's talent of seeing is to see the future.

"I came to Camelot by order of my lady, in order to bring you a faithful prophecy." Fairy Avalon ignored Merlin's inner turmoil and continued calmly as if she had no deep meaning.

"The child in the womb of His Majesty the Queen," said Ira, "will kill his mother."

At that moment, Iglein's face turned pale, and he looked at his slightly bulging stomach in horror.Although Uther wasn't that exaggerated, his face was immediately clouded.Merlin stood behind them. If his long life hadn't allowed him to develop the ability to hide his emotions and anger, his expression at this moment would have been extremely distorted.

Nimowei, Nimowei, why don't you always bring good luck.

After Ira finished speaking, she patted her ass and left. Uther stopped her and asked her what to do.But she said: "Your Majesty, my talent is to see what is going to happen in the future." After speaking, Shi Shiran smiled and saluted, and Merlin felt that her expression at that moment had a deep meaning.

In short, because of her disturbance in the second half of the banquet, the newlyweds became restless.In the end, Uther and Iglein decided that the child should be killed as soon as he was born, without giving him any chance of gaining power.

As time passed day by day, Iglein's belly got bigger and bigger, and her fear got deeper and deeper.She began to regret her affair with Uther when she was a duchess, and became depressed.Uther hadn't seen her beautiful wife smile for a long time, a haggard look in her unique golden eyes.She even said in some delirious moments: "It must be Megaraphie who is cursing me, that little witch is cursing her unfaithful mother every night..." By then Megaraphie had been away for a long time.

"...I shouldn't have married Uther and had no children of his..."

Amidst such self-pitying cries, Iglein ushered in the day of her childbirth.Uther reassured her that everything would be over by tomorrow morning, and reassured himself that when the child died, he would be able to see his wife's smiling face again.But in the end, all he saw was the crying baby and the pale and blue body of his wife.

Iglein died of dystocia.That child killed his mother at birth, taking his own life.

Uther tried to snatch the baby and threw him to the ground. The terrified maid ran away with the baby in her arms, and hid in the white house, Merlin's residence, in a panic. "Your Majesty didn't come after him because of his status, but he will sooner or later," the maid was panting, looking at Merlin with tears in her eyes, "he will kill His Royal Highness, and me."

"Great Master, help me. Please protect this child."

Later, the baby was left in the white room, and several maids took turns to take care of it.But Merlin also knew that the little prince would not be able to hide here for long, so he had to follow Uther to kill him, or find a safe place to send the child out.He couldn't have killed a child, but where would he be sent?Merlin was really troubled by this question.

In the whole world, could it be Wangtu, where should he send his child so that he will not be found by his father who hunted him down?

Ira's meaningful face came to his mind.Avalon...?

Then he waved his hand like a fly.No, forget it.

"Are you all right, Your Majesty? The loss of your wife must have made you very sad." A beautiful female voice sounded out of place in the dark room.

Uther raised his head, and the Knight King's eyes were filled with gloom. "You're right," he said through gritted teeth, "hate fairy! What are you doing here, to admire the fruits of your labors?"

Ira said aggrievedly: "You really misunderstood me. I didn't kill the queen‖Her Majesty, and I didn't bring her this child. If you really want to say 'results', it is more appropriate to say that it is your own. "

Veins popped up on Uther's forehead: "Then what did you do that day?! Why did you bring such bad news?"

Ira said: "My gift is to see the future, and my task is to let you know. Your Majesty, your son will be very different, and I was ordered to let you know."

Uther sneered, "Being different by killing your mother?"

Unexpectedly, Yila nodded: "Yes, and destroying his relatives, he will plant the seeds of hatred in his family and lead to sad kin killings. But he will also create an unprecedented great cause , he will achieve what you, your father, and your ancestors have failed to achieve, and in some fields his descendants will never achieve. He was a mistake, but he will also be a great man. In this way, Your Majesty, Are you really going to kill him?"

The pointed question silenced Uther.Ira waited a long time for his answer, so she was about to leave.

The last words she left this time were: "Your Majesty, I saw your wife in Avalon yesterday. She asked me to tell you that she loves you and never regrets marrying you."

After that, Uther's pursuit of his son stopped temporarily. Perhaps Ira's words really had some effect.The child was successfully baptized and named Arthur Pendragon.Although Uther no longer intends to kill him for the time being, he still doesn't want to see him.Prince Arthur was placed in the white house, and Merlin had to leave the house to the prince and the endless stream of maids who came to feed and take care of him, and went into space magic to try to clean himself.

He stayed in space magic for so long that he didn't know what happened outside.He didn't come out until the next court meeting, and when he came out, he was hit by two heavy news.

"Merges is married?" Merlin repeated incredulously, "Your Majesty, who did you marry her to?"

Not seeing him for a few days, Uther seemed to have aged a lot. "Marry to the North, a small remote country in Scandinavia."

Merlin asked, "What's the name of that country?"

Uther said, "Anda Hayden."

I have never heard of it.Merlin frowned: "Why do you treat Mrs. Eagle's daughter like this? Even if she is not your child..."

Uther reached out to stop him. "It's not for this reason," he stared at the ground, "I like her very much. I'm trying my best to love her as my own daughter. But," he raised his head and looked at Merlin with a faint look, "a few days ago The Fairy of Avalon is at it again."

Merlin suddenly tensed up. "What did she say?"

Uther sighed and passed on Ira's words to him. "So," said Merlin, "you're worried about Mergoth threatening you, just as Ira said."

The Knight King stood like a stone sculpture for a long time, and finally nodded silently.

"However, I still haven't been able to escape the fate of being hated," he laughed at himself. "Megalafe heard that her sister was going to marry far away, so she came back from the European continent to stop me. But she didn't catch up. Mergos had boarded the ship when she came. For this, and for her mother's death, she and I turned against each other. She said that I killed her father first, and indirectly killed her mother, and buried her. My sister's life—she said she was going to kill me with her own hands, one day in the future.

"Now I find that what the Avalon fairy said has really come true. Iglene died because of giving birth to Arthur, and Megarapha ignited hatred against me because of Iglene's death, and said that he would kill Arthur in the future. I, I can't imagine, what kind of darker fate will be waiting in front of Arthur in the future?"

"But... Ira also said that there will be a greatness in his life that you can't even match." Merlin said.

Uther's expression became even more bleak. "Yes, great! He will be great. I, as his father, can only be a sacrifice of such greatness. But perhaps it's all right—if everything is meant to be; yes, it's all meant to be , as she said. She's seen it all."

Merlin was speechless.

Uther said: "Send him--I mean Arthur--to a trustworthy house of knights. Let him be brought up by someone else, and perhaps for a while the cloud that hangs over our family will be lifted. .”

Merlin said: "Okay, I will arrange it as soon as possible." After speaking, he was ready to leave.

"Do you know what has made me the happiest in the past year or so? It was the fairy who said that she saw my wife in Avalon. I am looking forward to the day when I go to see her too .”

Uther said finally.

Merlin sent Arthur to Ector to raise him, and carefully planned the Sword in the Stone trick 16 years later.At that time, Uther was already dead, and Ira would not come again. Maybe Megarafi would let go of her hatred; it is also possible that she succeeded in revenge.Anyway, when that time comes, the kid named Arthur won't be living under the bad prophecy brought by Ira.He thought so wishfully when he returned to Camelot.

It rained heavily that night, and Ira came here despite the rain.The flickering lightning made her cheeks pale, but her blue-purple eyes were extremely bright. "Long time no see, Merlin, son of Nemea. I bring you one last prophecy."

Merlin tensed his back. "Still a bad omen?"

Ira looked at him intently. "Arthur Pendragon, the little prince you just sent away, will end his glorious life because of the Holy Grail."

The great mage stood up. "Is it the second guard? Isn't the second guard in Avalon, you can stop this!"

Ira smiled helplessly: "Your information is too closed, Merlin. Lancelot betrayed Avalon 10 years ago."

"...Then why didn't Nimuwei withdraw his second guard qualification?"

"I don't know what madam thinks." Ira said.

Merlin gripped the fabric on his knees tightly. "No, I can't let this happen," he murmured, "because this child, who has caused Uther and Iglein so much pain, the rest of his family—Mergos, Megar Raphael——has cast a shadow because of this. After hurting so many people, if Arthur still has to be killed by the second guard of the Holy Grail and end his life in such a dishonorable way, wouldn't it represent the pain and sacrifice of these people Doesn't it make sense? I can't allow this to happen."

Ira stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. "What I can see, no one can stop. But Merlin, I haven't seen exactly whether Arthur died by the sword of Lancelot. Perhaps he will still have an honorable death. Therefore, if you If you are willing to give it a try, I will still wish you good luck." She hugged Merlin gently, "Goodbye, Son of Nemea. Never mind Dolores, you are always welcome in Avalon."

Long after she was gone, Merlin's heart still echoed with a conviction, as constant as the thunder outside.

——He wants to protect Arthur, let him climb to the peak of glory, and then reap a glorious death.On this road, whether it is Uther, Megarapha or Lancelot, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

"So...that's why you care so much about Lancelot." After hearing this, Arthur was silent for a long time before speaking.

Merlin nodded. "I don't know what Ira's third prophecy refers to. All I can think of is the second guard of the Holy Grail who is in charge of killing. Therefore, I don't want you to have too many intersections with him, and it would be better if you stay away from him. If he To die in Edinburgh would be the best." He saw the displeasure on Arthur's face, but was unmoved.

After a while, Arthur said stiffly: "I'm sorry, the verdict will be held as usual in a month. However, I will... think carefully about what you said."

After saying that, he left.

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A month later, midsummer has already entered, and the ruling on Lancelot's promotion to chief will be held as scheduled.By the time the adjudication meeting ended at dusk, the quasi-chief was almost exhausted and collapsed on the ground.

"How do you feel?" A questioning voice came from beside my ear.

"...Your brother is really difficult to deal with." Lancelot could imagine Arthur's smile with his eyes closed.

Arthur simply sat down beside him. "I remember that you protested that I directly promoted you to the chief knight. Congratulations, you have passed the legal certification." He said and punched Lancelot on the shoulder.

Lancelot covered his eyes with his hands and smiled wearily but happily.Arthur looked at him, remembering what Merlin told him before, the relaxed expression on his face slowly disappeared.

Three days after the verdict was passed, the promotion ceremony took place.The location was chosen in the hall where Arthur was coronated. The hall was so tall that it was more than enough to accommodate the entire Knights.The floor is so polished that the marble pillars on both sides support the tall vault, and there are two rows of tall windows neatly arranged on the wall. Sunlight pours into the hall from the gaps between the pillars, making the hall spacious and bright.At the end of the hall is the high platform for the ceremony. There are nine steps from the ground to the top. Now there are several challengers from the ruling meeting, the head of the knights, the great mage and His Majesty the king standing on the high platform.There is a huge pointed arch window above the high platform, and the stained glass is very beautiful.

The procedure of the promotion ceremony was roughly the same as that of being a knight. Lancelot needed to recite the oath again, and then the king personally awarded him the chief knight armband.

After awarding the medal, Arthur looked down at him and said in a low voice: "Lancelot, I wish your long sword will always point in the direction of justice, and may your banner flutter on the city wall at sunrise; I wish your life will always be carried forward. Firm faith, may your departure be peaceful with glory."

The new chief knight took the king's hand and gave him a pious kiss.

Lancelot looked into Arthur's eyes, and he remembered his wish - he hoped to follow a talented ruler, to serve the people on the battlefield and in the palace.