With the blessing of the old man, the young king embarked on a new journey. But to be honest, setting out at this season was definitely not a good idea.
"Achoo—"
"The old man is too cruel... what's wrong with letting us stay for another three months?"
Artoria rode a white horse at the head, advancing along the main road. And her foster brother rode a brown horse, closely following her footsteps while constantly complaining about the increasingly cold weather.
—This was actually a very counter-intuitive thing. When people think of the "rainy season," they often think of the stormy summer, or the drizzly spring. But in fact, the rainy season on the Isle of Britain was from late autumn to early spring of the next year—of course, including the entire winter.
And the current season was the turning point between autumn and winter, the moment when all things were about to wither. At such a time, even the most brutal bear would hide in a cave and hibernate obediently. But they had to brave the winter snow that would come at an unknown time and embark on the road to open up a kingdom.
"Complain less, Brother Kay. With that time, you'd be better off considering where we're going to spend the winter."
"What's there to consider? Why don't we just find a random kingdom, chop off their king's head, and occupy their palace and territory!"
"No, that kind of thing is absolutely not allowed!"
After a heated discussion, Artoria still decided to follow the method Sir Ector had once mentioned: first find a tribe, secretly set up a base, and slowly accumulate her strength. When her power was about equal to that of the vile King Vortigern, she would raise an army and defeat them!
"Tch—"
Looking at the high-spirited girl, the knight pouted.
Secretly? After making a holy covenant with that white dragon, can she still be "secret"?
He could bet that at this moment, all the nobles on this island were looking for her—most of them wanted her dead; and a small part wanted to make her a puppet or a mascot.
But—"Forget it."
Looking up at the gray sky, the knight showed an indifferent look again. Anyway, no matter what the process was, the result was the same. In front of the red dragon that could crush the city walls with its physical body, those dirty tricks would be useless.
Just treat it as accompanying this person who has never rested well since she was born, in a beautiful dream called "King Arthur"!
...
The legendary story of the Knight King officially began.
From saving a small tribe, to spending a winter with the tribe's people in lack of supplies. Then to the first planting after the spring, the first organization of training, the first victory in war, the construction of the first white dragon temple...
In this inconspicuous mountain valley, the young king was methodically building her country. Letting this seed full of hope develop and grow little by little.
At the same time, in the more vast deep mountains, Shiroryu was not idle either. The king had the king's task, and the god also had the god's battlefield. His targets were the fantastical species that once lived on this island—including the magical beasts and giants that still lived on this land, and also the fairies and elves that had already fled to the back of the world but could still freely enter and exit the present world.
He tried to re-establish contact with these beings that should have been abandoned by the times, to reconstruct a true Age of Gods.
Among them, communication with the giants and magical beasts was relatively smooth—they, who could not break free from the real world, were already in a state of constant fear of being expelled by human civilization. They were overjoyed to learn that there was a place where they could temporarily stay. Shiroryu didn't even need to say much; he just needed to slightly spread his wings full of mystery, and these guys would automatically gather behind him and settle down smoothly in this mountain forest.
But communication with the fairies was not so smooth. Those cunning fairies, relying on their advantage of being able to freely enter and exit two worlds, were arrogant, ambiguous, and even wanted to exchange something for this condition—this made Shiroryu very angry. He directly broke into the reverse side of the world and forcefully destroyed the two most boisterous fairy lands, which finally made the remaining fairies temporarily behave themselves.
"Tch, just the reverse side of the world. Who isn't a spirit?!"
Shiroryu complained in his heart, while putting his mouth into the fairies' "holy lake," intending to rinse his mouth, which had become a bit dry from continuously releasing ten [Burst Stream of Explosive Gale Bullet], with this magical lake water.
But at this very moment, he suddenly felt a slight heat on the scales on his forehead. Hm? Someone is actively contacting me?
"Is it Vena?"
...
Calculating the time, it had been nearly two months since Vena had left that valley alone. This period of time didn't sound very long, but it was enough for her to travel many places—after all, the area of this island was just so big, and the places truly filled by human civilization were even fewer, only some large cities in the south of the island.
During these two months, Vena disguised herself as a magus. She traveled, met all sorts of people; at the same time, she firmly remembered Shiroryu's commission, secretly searching for clues of various Noble Phantasms.
She really did find a lot of information about "treasures."
For example, a dagger inlaid with emeralds—this dagger was a holy relic of the god of curses, a queen once used this dagger to kill her husband and her husband's lover; also for example, a bow that was said to be able to "hit a hundred shots a hundred times"—it actually had the blessing of the god of hunting on it.
There were five or six of these scattered low-level Noble Phantasms in total. But today, the reason why Vena suddenly contacted Shiroryu was definitely not these "art collections" that looked valuable but actually had little practical use.
"A woman who looks so delicious you can't help but want to take a bite... what do you mean? What are you talking about? I don't understand."
"I'm sorry, Lord Dragon God, I can't describe exactly what kind of situation this is. But I swear, this woman will absolutely not disappoint you. The mystery hidden in her soul... is simply like a Noble Phantasm that has become a spirit!"
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