Chapter 128: I Declare War On Rome On Behalf of Britain!
"Come in, all of you."
Seeing that the assassins had fallen silent, Noah casually called out.
Then, by his side, Morgan, Artoria, and White were the first to step forward.
Scáthach, whom he had summoned back a few days prior, also emerged at this moment.
Morgan then casually lit the alchemy lamps in the hall, their light so bright that the assassins could barely keep their eyes open.
It was at this moment that the main hall's doors were pushed open, and Kay led a group of knights inside. Among these knights, Vivian, who had been contacted by Morgan earlier, entered as well, bringing Guinevere with her.
Witnessing this scene, the assassins, whose eyes were gradually adjusting to the light, were taken aback. Only their leader, noticing that the knights had all entered and Noah remained seated in the position reserved for the King of Britain, understood something...
The knights took their positions on either side, with Kay and Sir Ector stepping forward as well.
They stood on the left, while the others stood on the right. Then, together with Noah and the knights, they all turned their gaze toward the assassins.
But that wasn't all.
After Kay and his men entered, the next to step into the main hall were the Six Kings of the South and the Six Kings of the North!
Following them were many knights renowned throughout Britain!
Noah hadn't called upon these individuals when he went to the Fairy Forest to slay the fairies, but after emerging from the Lady of the Lake's magical realm a few days ago, he had issued a strict order: regardless of what they were handling, they were to set it aside temporarily and come to Camelot with all possible speed!
Even Merlin was present.
However, he had no intention of meeting Morgan and remained hidden in the shadows.
Once everyone had entered, Noah casually picked up Fou, who had leaped toward him, cradling the creature in his arms. As he stroked Fou's fur, his eyes swept over the assassins.
Even those assassins who hadn't averted their gaze earlier now looked away when their eyes met Noah's.
In the end, the only one who could hold Noah's gaze was the leader of the assassins.
Thus, Noah's attention settled on him.
This placed immense pressure on the leader.
So much so that, at this moment, he forced himself to laugh and spoke first.
"Romulus... or perhaps I should call you the King of Britain now. I never imagined that capturing us would require you to mobilize so many forces. It seems that even in death, we have earned quite the honor!"
Hearing this, Noah shook his head slightly.
"I'm not going to kill you, so there's no need to talk of death—I still need you to return and deliver a message to your emperor. So, I will let you go."
Noah's tone was calm, unwavering from start to finish, as if he were merely greeting a diplomatic envoy or discussing some trivial matter.
It was in this same tone that he stated the reason for gathering everyone here today.
"Go back and tell your Sword Emperor that I, Noah Blake—or you may call me Noah Mulius—now formally declare, in my capacity as the King of Britain and on behalf of all of Britain, war upon Rome."
If it were merely to interrogate a few assassins, Noah would certainly not have summoned so many people.
Nor would he have chosen the main hall of Camelot Castle as the location.
This was the place where Britain received diplomatic envoys and announced major events.
Noah had no intention of breaking this tradition.
Thus, two matters would be addressed today!
"W-What did you say?"
Not only the leader of the assassins, but even the other assassins stared at Noah in disbelief.
The assassins were astonished both by the revelation that Noah was the King of Britain and by his audacity to declare war on Rome on behalf of Britain!
As for the leader of the assassins, after Noah calmly uttered those words, he was initially shocked. Then, while questioning Noah, he began to observe the surrounding knights out of the corner of his eye.
A declaration of war against Rome—such news was bound to cause an uproar among these knights...
Or so he thought.
Yet, the knights around him showed no particular reaction at all.
It was as if the assassins were overreacting, or they had misheard, and Noah was merely stating something utterly trivial, or perhaps just greeting them...
Hearing his question, Noah's tone remained calm, and he gave a response.
"Forgot already? That's understandable. I did phrase it too formally and too hard to remember. In that case, just remember this one line—Britain declares war on Rome. Just take that back with you."
Noah spoke very calmly, and even the rhythm of his hand stroking Fou's fur remained completely undisturbed.
This was something he had contemplated over time, discussed with Mary and Morgan for several days, and finally arrived at a conclusion.
Noah had this idea primarily because, during his last simulation, he had holed up in Britain only to be destroyed by the Titan anyway.
Additionally, he planned to make early contact with that great king of the Huns to see how the Titan emerged.
So, Noah discussed it with Mary and Morgan.
Given Britain's current combat strength, they might as well declare war first. Then, under the pretext of war, establish the Knights of the Round Table. After recruiting as many people as possible in advance, they would march toward Rome, cut straight through Roman territory along the route, and fight their way to the great king of the Huns!
Then, they would directly take over the front line from the great king of the Huns!
Although neither Mary nor Morgan understood why Noah was so concerned about that great king of the Huns, since Noah said he would be a massive threat, this approach was not entirely unreasonable.
In fact, they believed that for present-day Britain, this could already be considered a superior strategy.
The reason was simple: they were strong enough.
And they had sufficiently convenient alchemical creations.
As long as they were strong enough, the plan was sound.
Thus, the decision to go to war was made.
Morgan and Artoria had known about it long ago. White and Scáthach naturally wouldn't have any particular reaction to such matters. Upon hearing Noah declare war, Kay's first thought, rather than making a fuss, was that he had guessed right! The King's target truly was Rome!
As for the remaining knights...
It must be known that since becoming king, Noah had not knighted anyone except for Artoria, Scáthach, and White.
The remaining knights were all those knighted by King Uther.
Among these knights, even the younger generation, such as Kay, grew up hearing stories of Rome, while the older knights had even participated in Britain's war for freedom.
They either harbored inherent hostility toward Rome or were young and impulsive. Moreover, these assassins' actions were not only witnessed by Kay's men—since the young knights were present today, they also took the opportunity to observe. Upon learning that these assassins were Rome's elite assassins, they naturally felt no fear of Rome.
Even those with cautious dispositions might ponder further, but they would not speak up at this moment. They would remain silent, deciding afterward whether to offer advice or place their trust.
Such was the attitude of the knights, and Vivian, the Lady of the Lake, was not surprised.
The one with the strongest reaction present was likely Guinevere.
She instinctively wanted to cry out in shock, but when she noticed that no one around her reacted, she forcibly held her tongue.
As a result, in the eyes of these assassins, these British madmen appeared exceptionally calm and composed in the face of a declaration of war!
As if... Rome was no formidable enemy to Britain at all!