The next morning, bad news came from the Camelo Court.

The Knight King Yuser Pandragorn, who ruled Britain for thirty years, passed away.

Before King Yuser passed away, he inserted his sword into the Knights' Cemetery, claiming that the person who drew the sword was the new king of Britain.

After King Yuser was buried, the palace magician announced that he would leave the Camelo court and go to find the new king of Britain. With him, the lord of the British Cretaceous Knights, Earl of Anno.

Before leaving Camelo, he disbanded the Knights of the Chalk, which had made great achievements in Britain.

Together, these news triggered the entire Camelo.

Anno took Lancelot and walked with Merlin on the way to Sir Ector's house.

They knew who the next king of Britain was, and claimed that searching was just a guise to escape.

After King Yuser's death, Camelo was in a state of no leader. If they control the situation with their current identities, they would only become the target of public criticism.

Although Annuo is strong and has real power, he really doesn't want to go to the muddy waters of politics. Isn't it nice to take care of children at home every day? Being an orphan military minister honestly is the best choice for Annuo.

Artoria is still slightly lacking in ability now, so he wants to take her three children to a trip that is easy to walk on and train the abilities of several people.

Kai is the oldest and most extroverted of the three.

Lancelot, a shy boy who is not weak, often seems too frivolous.

Artoria still has many unfinished courses, and Merlin will teach her for another year.

"Are you really not going to try that sword? As the king said, you have the qualification to become King of Britain." Merlin's mouth always had a smile.

"Yes, father." Lancelot also echoed.

"Stop talking, Lancelot." Anno looked at Lancelot sternly, turned his head and looked at Merlin helplessly, "Being the King of Britain is not my destiny. Merlin, don't say such words again."

Lancelot scratched the back of his head and coughed awkwardly.

"Okay." Merlin didn't care at all, just smiled.

Royal City of Camelo.

The former princess, Morgan Le Fei, came to the Knights Cemetery.

She looked at the sword of victory that was inserted into the meteorite iron, and her face was as gloomy as a pool of stagnant water.

But she still walked forward, and her slender fingers wrapped in black gloves held the hilt of the sword.

With a little force, the sword remained motionless.

He tried his best, but the sword remained motionless.

Morgan LeFei gritted his teeth in hatred, snorted coldly, and left the Knights Cemetery.

It seems that my good father has never intended to pass the throne to him.

Everyone around who were observing secretly saw Morgan LeFie failing to draw his sword and ran around to tell him.

They never dared to draw their swords because they were afraid of this Princess Morgan Le Fey.

But now that she has failed, then with the help of King Yuss, they will pull it out and they will be the king of Britain.

The already greedy heart suddenly became more presumptuous.

For a moment, the Knights Cemetery was overcrowded.

The tombs of the ancestors were trampled and trampled on.

Many knights tried to draw out the King's Sword, but none of them succeeded.
Chapter completed!