"I am Arthur Pendragon, son of King Uther! Gentlemen, I must apologize here."
Passing over Morgan, past Merlin, past the astonished Kay and Artoria, under the gaze of people, Arthur moved towards the Chosen Sword while speaking plausibly.
"Ten years ago, after the defeat of the late King Uther, I once thought that the White Dragon Vortigern was far from an enemy that humans could defeat. Because King Uther's bravery was at the pinnacle of an era, he still lost."
"As long as humans are human, they cannot defeat the White Dragon. If you want to win and protect Britain, you must defeat the dragon with a dragon."
After hearing Arthur's words, people nodded in agreement.
Because in a sense, the late King Uther has done a pretty good job. His achievements are recognized by everyone in Britain, and the knights under his command are so brave that most of the younger generation can only look forward to them.
However, the more Merlin listened, the more anxious he became.
Arthur's words have a considerable ability to confuse, which is different from leadership or deception. It is more direct and violent than the so-called art of language. It is a kind of recognition similar to charm. When seeing Arthur and listening to his beautiful voice, recognition and yearning will naturally arise in his heart.
"How about it? Incubus, you lost this game. If you give up now, I can still be merciful and forgive you for your past disrespect."
Morgan smiled proudly and acted like a winner in advance.
On the way here, Arthur told her that human beings are very complicated, but there is no need to think about them too complicated. Because at a certain time, humans are very simple. For example, most people spend most of their time in a state of duplicity. They talk about pursuing the truth and hating deception, but they often don't pay attention to the truth in front of them.
The human race itself is contradictory.
Look, I just want to see the truth, listen, I just want to hear the words.
If something is beautiful, it must be beautiful, so pursue it boldly.
If something is ugly, it must be evil, and it resists expulsion.
The same is true for the future and destiny.
Truth and lies are not important.
"Foolish. You will destroy all of Britain for your own gain."
Merlin still maintained his calm smile, knowing that the situation had reached a point where there was no way around it and normal methods were useless.
He has a pair of eyes that can see through the world, which is proof of the most advanced magician, the most advanced clairvoyant, who can see into the essence of the world. Because of this, he knew that some things must happen and some things cannot be changed.
Therefore, from Merlin's perspective, what Morgan and Arthur are doing now is tantamount to ruining Britain and even the entire world.
In this case, let's reveal the nature of the Incubus——
"It's better to stop. Dreams like you can bring people dreams that are more real than reality. Of course I know this." Morgan put his hand on Merlin's shoulder: "Do you know why I came? I still know my own reputation. Coming here will only bring trouble to little Arthur, but there is a reason why I have to come."
"..."
Merlin was shocked. When did this silly girl become enlightened?
It has to be said that Merlin and Arthur get along very well in certain aspects (persecuting Morgan). For example, they both firmly believe that Morgan is a hopeless and silly girl (although this is also true).
Did you come here just to restrict me?
Merlin clicked his tongue and saw that more and more people showed signs of approval. Some people even looked at Arthur with fanatical eyes. After all, they couldn't hold it back.
"Look at my British magic, Artoria is ready to eat!"
"You think you are the only one who can do it? Little Arthur is so cute, little Arthur is the cutest!"
After the invisible magic collision, Morgan and Merlin stared at each other, secretly competing.
"..."
The whole time, he stared coldly at the two people who didn't know what they were doing. After hearing the distinctive spell, Kay twitched the corner of his mouth and Artoria lowered her head in shame.
What are you doing, bastards!
As we all know, in theory, spells are not required to perform magic.
Of course, that's just theory. Because in reality, in addition to various complicated processes to release magic, the magician also needs to "deepen the impression". The incantation is the auto-suggestion that helps the magician complete this step.
Therefore, it can be said that spells represent very important things to magicians.
But these two are obviously great magicians, right...
Liar!
I can no longer look at the magician!
Arturia, who had truly met Merlin for the first time, felt that her faith was crumbling.
Why is it dinner? What does it have to do with me? It's true that I ate a little more, but as a knight, isn't it common sense to always be in top condition? How can you fight if you don't have a full stomach?
Hunger is the enemy, don't underestimate it!
As for Kay, he now wants to kill the two perverts around him.
On the other side, Arthur did not pay attention to the contest between the two magicians.
"The late King Uther finally gave up his ambition to be the ideal king. Because he realized that the great deeds created by heroes in all eras and the shining brilliance of humanity of us mortals can still shine through the darkness even in desperate adversity. We humans, no worse than non-human beings whose functions are better than mine!"
He impassionedly whitewashed Uther, who had nothing to do with him, and Arthur's image was shaped into the prince Uther regretted before his death and gave to Morgan to raise.
As for the impartiality and authority of the Chosen Sword, in his words, not only did it not decrease, but it actually increased a lot.
It's not that it transcends bloodline, nor that it doesn't require talent, but it requires more extraordinary abilities.
As a king, you need to pay more than people imagine, overcome more hardships, and predict more crises. Anyone who can draw the Chosen Sword can draw the sword except him, who is the son of King Uther. The benchmark is the same. A person with abilities that are hundreds and thousands of times better than ordinary people can pull out a sword and become the King of Camelot.
Well, that's right, King of Camelot, not King of Britain.
Arthur didn't dare to talk too much. He had to eat his food one bite at a time. It was not good to make too many enemies if the foundation was not stable.
"Honored nobles, you are the pillars of the country. Dear knights, you are the shield of the country. People of Camelot, you are the cornerstone of the country. Everything we have built, this thing is the great country of Camelot. For our future, please support me, identify with me, and let me overcome obstacles with you and open up a future that belongs to us!"
After he finished speaking, the shouts and enthusiasm of the crowd reached its peak.
It was also at this moment that Arthur's hand finally grasped the sword of choice.
In fact, the chosen sword has long been enchanted with magic that only those with the Red Dragon Factor can pull it out. There is no loophole in this plan. The only one qualified to pull out the sword is Artoria. But now, there is one more person to add.
[Pseudo Red Dragon Factor], in addition to increasing a small amount of the upper limit of body functions, minimizes all existing possibilities, as well as the magic circuit and other characteristics of the body that should be as good as the functions, and transforms them all into the breath of the red dragon. It can be described as a rather unwise sacrifice, but what this sacrifice brings is the certainty of 100% success when pulling out the sword of choice.
With a sharp ring, the luxurious King's Certificate was easily lifted above his head by Arthur.
"I am the chosen king!"
In an instant, the Red Dragon spread its wings and was about to fly, roaring like a continuous wave, and cheers could be heard endlessly.
The king was born.