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Chapter 52 Dragon

Arthur sat awkwardly on the king's seat.

The council below is discussing her marriage.

After Kay's inspection and discussions with all the knights, it was basically decided that King Arthur would marry Guinevere, the daughter of King Liao Dekuan.

The young Guinevere has a good reputation, is of high enough status, is beautiful and dignified, and is the most suitable choice for Arthur's queen.

King Arthur knew that if he wanted to hide the fact that he was a woman, he had to marry a woman as his wife.

But the more she listened to these knights' discussions, the more embarrassed she became.

There is also some guilt towards Princess Guinevere.

After all, marrying a woman like her is actually no different from being a widow (not to start a fight, don’t rant).

But now that the matter had been settled, Arthur nodded in agreement.

The grand wedding of the King and Guinevere will be held next month, and the news spreads quickly throughout Britain.

Even Annuo, who is usually stoic, smiled when mentioning this matter.

Even underneath this smile, there was deep embarrassment.

Anno's son, Lancelot, an alternate knight of the Knights of the Round Table, was extremely devoted to his king.

Although Lancelot can recognize himself.

So I simply didn't care about these things, and just waited for the arrival of my king's wedding with blessings.

Lancelot felt very uncomfortable.

He loves Arturia deeply.

But when Arturia sat on that throne and hid everything under the mask named Arthur, Lancelot understood that they would never be together.

He chose to hide his feelings and serve his king and his beloved as a minister.

But she is getting married now.

Lancelot should have been disappointed and angry, but her marriage partner was also a woman like her.

So Lancelot felt awkward all the time, felt uncomfortable all over, and his whole body was not well.

So he's been distracted lately

But in general, Britain is still preparing to welcome the king's wedding with an atmosphere of anticipation and joy.

A distant, inhuman realm.

Morgan le Fey walks alone in the woods.

All the knights who followed her were killed by her using magic and poison after they left Camelot, and their bodies were properly disposed of.

Her plan cannot be known to anyone, and silence is the only option.

As for the whereabouts of these knights, she could just lie to her lovely (and annoying) sister after returning to Camelot.

With her hypocritical character, she would definitely believe herself on the surface and respond in an extremely perfunctory manner.

Morgan le Fey smiled sarcastically.

"Ah, here we are." She murmured to herself.

Walking out of the woods, what appeared in front of Morgan Le Fey was a huge volcano.

The entire mountain is reddish-gray, with sparse shrubs spread all over the mountain, and lava occasionally erupts from the crater.

A huge figure flashed faintly in the mountains, causing endless mountain fires to rise.

This is the center of the inhuman realm and the most dangerous zone.

Because the most terrifying inhuman creatures live in this area.

Dragon species.

And they are all pure dragon species, not half-assed sub-dragons like wyverns.

Morgan Le Fay had a terrifying smile under her black veil, and her thin figure strolled into the crater.

Within the crater, dragon roars sounded.

The end of Britain... begins here.


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