Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

"The Council of Charles" refers to the year 360 of the Second Magical Era, when Her Majesty Arturia Pendragon, the founding emperor of the Holy British Empire, the founder of chivalrous virtues, our eternal lord, and the respected Prince Edward, the sage of Merlin,

A historic and famous meeting was held on the second half of the famous Charles Trail on the British Isles.

This meeting was born under the background that the mother country of Camelot has no owner in the center, local separatist forces are on the rise, and the aristocratic tendency of the non-English main island is obvious.

After a long gap of 2 years, Her Majesty Arturia met her childhood playmate for the first time, the Royal Knights of Camelot, one of the predecessors of the most powerful "Knights of the Round Table" in the current empire.

The members met, and with the help of Prince Merlin Edward, they successfully merged with the original power of the Herpache family.

In order to correct the chaotic situation from the center to the local areas of the kingdom as soon as possible and calm down the local separatist forces headed by the "Puppet King of Wales" Daphidratis, the participants of this meeting made it clear that Her Majesty Artoria would be the core

The third-generation monarch-minister system of the kingdom was established to unify the country as soon as possible.

, the highest stage goal of quelling civil strife, and gave birth to the "Round Table Council" system that has been followed to this day, laying a solid foundation for the subsequent "Holy Constitutional Monarchy". It was an important historical turning point in the Holy British Empire and marked the birth of the empire.

, has entered the centenary countdown stage.

Imperial Encyclopedia entry "Conference of Charles"

Stars are dotted across the night sky.

This area almost blocks out the vast forest between Wales and the main island of England.

The joy of meeting each other gradually fades away as time goes by.

Like a long snake, this forest sea is divided into two halves along the Charles Ancient Road.

In the huge camp square that was once full of laughter and laughter, the firelight was dim and there was silence.

There was only the low sound of footsteps of dozens of gray-robed knights patrolling back and forth.

At the very center of the camp, there is a huge Golam cloth rune tent. The tent is covered with lines of mysterious anti-reconnaissance defense runes, and a subtle magical purple light flashes in the night.

Banquet, banquet, "banquet" is over, but the real "meeting" has just begun

Compared with the silence outside, the world inside the tent is still noisy.

Dozens of soft magic incandescent lamps were quietly suspended on the top of the tent, illuminating the entire space in the tent.

Sitting around a huge round table made of red cedar wood were the entire silver warriors from Edward's team and the dozen or so most powerful noble knights from the newly arrived royal knights.

The two seats in the center facing the door are temporarily vacant. It seems that their owners have not arrived yet.

On the right side of the central space are four spellcasters wearing elegant robes, Rasmussen, Godric, Salazar and Rowena.

In addition to the quiet black-haired girl Rowena, who lowered her head and silently looked at the magic bracelet on her wrist, projecting a paper that was currently the most heated debate in the Marvel wizarding community on the possibility of streamlined production of magic scrolls, Smithson

, Godric, Salazar and other spellcasters were chatting elegantly and quietly with each other about their research on the ancient magic empire's "Total Spirit Crystal" during this period.

Although among these spellcasters, Rasmussen's personal strength is far stronger than that of Godric, Salazar and others combined due to the war in the Marvel world that affected the entire earth.

But after all, Godric, Salazar and others have received systematic education from the orthodox spellcasting organization, and the foundation they have laid is much more solid than that of a wild-born spellcaster like Rasmussen. This has led to the failure of these three people in alchemy.

The accumulation in aspects is almost the same.

On the left hand side of the empty space, Gawain, Lancelot, Lanmallock, Bedivere, Gareth, Gaholis and other names are all names that appeared in the legends of King Arthur in later generations, plus Cassiso and Val~te.

People, and the other captain-level noble knights of the Royal Knights, were in a heated exchange with each other.

Especially after everyone learned that Lancelot, the high-ranking knight, actually came from the Holy Obarro Continent and the Frank Empire, the atmosphere became even more heated.

That land, which was only spread among the legends of the archipelago in the past, made everyone else curious and asked questions again and again.

Although everyone present was laughing and chatting with each other.

But in fact, everyone is waiting.

Waiting for their master's entrance.

Waiting for history to turn a new page

Looking at the colorful and dense stars in the sky, among the thin clouds thousands of meters above the ground, Artoria's pale silver threads of fighting energy surrounding her were almost invisible.

The soft hair swayed gently in the air against the night wind filtered by Dou Qi.

The golden hair is curved into a beautiful arc on the top of the head.

"Edward, do you know?"

"I'm so happy today."

The blond princess turned her head and looked at the white-robed spellcaster standing beside her.

"I really didn't expect to meet them again so soon."

The bright smile warms the surrounding night.

Edward looked at the girl in front of him quietly. The holy white robe reflected the silvery light of the moonlight, giving off a faint, dreamlike brilliance.

"I think I can handle this, Edward."

"Don't be so tired, okay?"

After finishing speaking, the girl seemed to have made up her mind and looked firmly into Edward's eyes.

Edward could even vaguely see the tiny traces of tears flashing in the corners of her eyes.

An inexplicable temperament, a self-confidence, self-improvement mixed with nobility, suddenly appeared on the girl.

Edward had only noticed this kind of temperament in one person, and that was Queen Anne in the Marvel world who had ascended the throne as emperor.

Although the temperament of Artoria at this moment is far less powerful than that of Her Majesty the Queen who has already ruled the entire Marvel continent, she has already laid the foundation after all.

At today's banquet, the girl who was far more proactive and confident than before was almost the same as her previous somewhat silent and shy image.

Edward suddenly understood something.

What I did before was not only to strengthen myself, but also to gain many faith points and restore the Lord God.

But in the eyes of the stupid girl in front of him, his efforts were only to help her regain her country as soon as possible. The war in the Marvel world and the establishment of the magical world were all in the final analysis to strengthen her power and heritage.

The moment she decided to shoulder the mission of the Pendragon family under her own instigation, her life was completely different from the past.

The Pendragon royal family of Camelot has led the archipelago to resist the invasion of the Abyss for more than two thousand years.

The memories of childhood returned, allowing the sense of mission to penetrate into the girl's blood once again.

The girl loves Edward and doesn't want him to live such a tiring life.

She hopes to become a true king, she hopes that she can bear all this by herself

But she has never been able to get involved. In the Marvel magic world, cloning the Knights of the Round Table is not a power she can control after all. Helga has a huge influence on the magic world, and the clones were created by Alice.

The emergence of the Royal Knights changed everything. For the first time, Artoria saw this power that truly belonged to her.

The girl is eager to change herself and the future of the world.

Looking at the pair of crystal eyes in front of him, Edward smiled calmly.

"Lily"

The magnetic voice called Princess Du Mao's name in her memory.

"I said, I will help you become the true King of Camelot"

"Don't reject me, okay"

The words of love that touched the heart of the stupid girl were spoken in a tone that could not be rejected.

In an instant, the girl's mind was intoxicated, and her soft body couldn't help but hug Edward.

What a wonderful misunderstanding

Isn't it?

Edward, who was holding Nephrite in his arms, murmured in his heart.

To be continued.

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