Era of Heroic Spirits: I Was Exposed by Alaya

Da Vinci suddenly exclaimed, "King Arthur actually announced she's abdicating the throne to marry China's Imperial Tutor, using political marriage to atone for her Singularity mistakes!"

"What???"

Dr. Roman instantly perked up too.

Both of them stared dumbfounded at the girl before them.

Everyone knew Mashu had been secretly in love with that person, faithfully accompanying them all this time.

Yet now, King Arthur had publicly staked her claim first!

"King Arthur..."

Mash felt a bitter taste in her mouth.

Back at the hotel, when the king had unhesitatingly drawn her holy spear, it proved she was no longer the familiar ruler who prioritized Britain above all.

Clearly, having merged with the Lion King's personality, she'd become even more domineering.

In other words, she wanted to monopolize Senpai, forbidding anyone else from approaching!

Da Vinci gently patted her shoulder: "Don't worry, this is just an announcement. No one can actually find him right now. What if you find him first?"

"Right! Since he can't be found, it's all just talk!" Roman hurriedly comforted the girl.

"Where exactly is Senpai..."

Mash sighed softly.

With each exposed video, her memories were rapidly returning, yet she still couldn't locate him.

Was that person really Senpai?

[King Arthur voluntarily abdicates throne to Mordred, will marry China's Imperial Tutor in political alliance!]

This news instantly spread across the entire internet.

Countless people were utterly shocked.

No one expected that a video from [The Sacred Round Table Domain] would make the so-called Perfect King voluntarily relinquish her throne.

Even more unbelievable was her public declaration to politically marry China's Imperial Tutor!

Online discussions were already raging—

-[Damn, in the [Perfect King] video, Nameless tried so hard to convince Arthur to abdicate but failed. What changed?]

-[Probably a tactical retreat—using this to escape Britain's mess. She deserves some rest.]

-[Tsk, feels like Mordred's wearing a cuckold's hat rather than a crown!]

-[Question is: can anyone actually find Nameless?]

-[Lol, how can they marry if no one can find him?]

...

Back at Fuyuki Grand Hotel.

Jeanne d'Arc, who had just returned to her room, flew into a rage: "That damn Arthur is blatantly declaring ownership! This is absolutely unforgivable!"

"Your Majesty, I think she might genuinely believe she can find Nameless..."

Astolfo timidly replied.

"So you're saying I can't find him and am just throwing a tantrum?" Jeanne's pale golden eyes turned icy.

Lancelot immediately answered: "Your Majesty, I can guarantee that's exactly what Astolfo meant!"

"That bastard Astolfo, trying to negotiate with him earlier was like banging my head against a wall.

I wanted my daughter to forgive me, but now she hates me even more!"

Astolfo immediately gave up: "Lancelot, it was clearly you who wasn't cute enough! If you had looks like mine, would Mash still be so afraid of you?"

"Ha, how could I possibly look like you?" Lancelot grew even more disgusted.

This guy was clearly a grown man, yet he insisted on wearing women's clothing—so adorable it made people question their sexuality.

"But my intuition tells me you have a very special form, even smaller and cuter than me!" Astolfo stared at him with a strange expression.

That couldn't be right.

Was his intuition wrong?

If Lancelot really turned into a moe girl, that would be a terrifying Lostbelt!

"Both of you, get the hell out!" Jeanne d'Arc roared in anger.

She was still trying to figure out how to vent her fury at King Arthur, but these two idiots had completely derailed the conversation.

It made her increasingly suspect whether these two were actually King Arthur's spies!

After kicking out these troublemakers,

Jeanne glared at the flood of chaotic news reports, her teeth grinding harder. "I haven't even gotten my first taste, and you're trying to skip straight to the main course?"

She had descended in her Dark Saint form precisely to indulge in life to the fullest.

Now, even Nameless was about to be snatched away—what enjoyment was left?

Without hesitation, she contacted her subordinates back in France.

A video conference was convened.

Jeanne declared with domineering authority: "Initiate an economic blockade against Britain!"

"Eh? Your Majesty, are you serious?" The council president instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

Everyone stared at her in stunned silence.

Clearly, King Arthur's announced marriage alliance had thoroughly provoked their Dark Saint.

But the question was—why take it out on all of Britain when you could just go after Nameless?

Was it because you couldn't find him and were just throwing a tantrum?

"Those who support me are my people. Those who don't can go home and farm potatoes. I, Jeanne, truly believe in fairness!"

Her pale golden eyes swept over everyone present. "Now, let's take a vote!"

???

The council members all gaped in disbelief, exchanging bewildered looks.

This was it. Ever since Alaya released that exposé video revealing Nameless' identity as a Heroic Spirit, Her Majesty had become increasingly unrestrained.

Was there even a choice here?

Damn, is this what they call "Jeanne Fairness"? "Jeanne Democracy"?

Is this even remotely reasonable?

After Jeanne's truly fair and democratic meeting, the sanctions against Britain were swiftly approved.

Meanwhile, the people of France erupted in cheers.

They'd long held a grudge against their neighbors across the channel, and now they wholeheartedly supported the decision!

First headline—

[King Arthur Voluntarily Abdicates, Passing Throne to Mordred, Seeks Marriage Alliance with China's Imperial Tutor!]

Second headline—

[France's Dark Saint Declares Economic Sanctions Against Britain!]

The two reports instantly set the world ablaze.

Zhuge Liang gently fanned himself with his feathered fan, a brilliant smile on his face. "Just as I predicted—King Arthur's only way out of this predicament is through a marriage alliance!"

Britain was now trapped in crises both internal and external, with no escape in sight.

If they wanted China's help to survive, they'd have to offer something of equal value.

And what could be more valuable than a top-tier Heroic Spirit?

The most elite heroic spirits are equivalent to mobile nuclear arsenals—just one can suppress an entire nation!

They are undoubtedly the guardian deities of a country.

Zhuge Liang had originally thought the other party might offer Mordred in marriage to secure China's support.

But he never expected King Arthur herself to personally step forward!

Good heavens, isn't this like fishing and catching a whale instead?

Chen Gong chuckled darkly: "Heh, I heard the Knights of the Round Table are all rabid fans of their king. Can we lure the entire order over?"

That was the illustrious order of knights guarding Britain, renowned far and wide.

Just thinking about the glorious exploits of the Round Table knights made tears of emotion stream uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth.

"No, no, you're thinking too small. We can even rope in France!" Zhuge Liang waved his feather fan, growing more confident by the minute. "Given how much that Dark Saintess cares about our Imperial Tutor, we can definitely bring her into the fold as well."

"You're truly ruthless!" Chen Gong admitted, feeling utterly outmatched.

Zhuge Liang sighed lightly: "It's a pity Alaya hasn't released enough exposure videos. Otherwise, we could have recruited other heroic spirits too…"

If more were exposed—such as the Roman Emperor Nero, the Queen of the Land of Shadows Scáthach—each and every one could be brought onto our war chariot.

Those so-called gods of the United States would be crushed in the blink of an eye!

As the chief strategist, Zhuge Liang was already working overtime like mad. Surely the Imperial Tutor Nameless would have to keep up, right?

After compiling all his plans, Zhuge Liang presented them to Qin Shi Huang.

As the most diligent strategist, he had poured his heart and soul into serving China. How would the First Emperor reward him?

Rustle—

Qin Shi Huang casually flipped through the thick proposal before turning to the side: "Chen Gong, would you like to set off a fireworks display featuring a wise-type heroic spirit to celebrate the New Year?"

This damned strategist actually dared to think of offering Sir Nameless to King Arthur!

His intentions are unforgivable!

As long as I live, no one shall take Nameless from me!

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