NOVEL WEB Chapter 40: Chapter 40: The Disturbed Fate
The autumn light shone, and colorful flags fluttered.
Though it was still early morning with faint sunlight, this small town on the border of Essex was already bustling with noise.
In fact, it had never been this lively before.
Word had spread that the great sage Merlin was to hold a king-selection ceremony here. The great square in front of the town's ancestral hall was already packed with a jostling crowd.
Some had even climbed onto the roofs of the surrounding houses to get a better view, just to catch a glimpse of the king of knights' outstanding style.
Countless famous knights from all over Britannia had flocked here. Their various armors, whether magnificent or exquisite, reflected the dazzling sunlight, almost blinding the residents' eyes.
People were buzzing with talk about this king-selection ceremony.
No one was worried that Vortigern would dare to attack on such an occasion.
Because all the capable people of the island were now gathered here. These countless knights gave the people an incomparable sense of security.
Before them was undoubtedly the iron wall of Britain.
Even the Vile King could surely be defeated by it!
The people's pupils shone with the light of expectation, but they also held their breath deeply, afraid that this hope would be lost.
Without warning, dazzlingly colorful flower petals suddenly fell from the sky.
The figure of the magus walked out from the shower of flowers.
"Merlin!"
A sudden call rang out, and then the crowd quickly became boisterous.
"It's Merlin! The great sage Merlin has really appeared!"
"Finally, is the king of knights to be chosen today?"
The magus walking out from the cluster of flowers smiled gently, his violet eyes like magnificent gems.
And his handsome face, a result of his half-incubus blood, made the women in the square blush.
But if one looked closely, one would see a faint, almost invisible scar on the right side of the magus's face.
Though not serious, it slightly marred his flawless beauty.
"Hello everyone~ That's right, I'm the big brother everyone loves, the Magus of Flowers, Merlin!
"The conditions for today's king-selection ceremony are very simple, and any knight can participate! Trainee knights will be treated the same!"
Standing in the square, Merlin announced with a smile, his words once again causing a wave of heated discussion among the people.
Then, as if by magic, a magnificent sword with Celtic inscriptions appeared in his hands. With both hands, he plunged it into the great rock in front of the square.
"He who pulls out this sword shall be the king of Britain!"
His voice echoed for a long time.
The magus's figure then scattered with the flying petals in the wind.
Countless knights, rubbing their palms together, immediately rushed forward, hoping that they were the fated savior.
The square was instantly in a state of chaos. People were trying to be the first to pull out the Sword in the Stone, even starting to push and shove.
However, though countless hands touched and pulled, the Sword in the Stone remained unmoved.
As time passed, more and more people failed.
Their ugly postures—using both hands and feet, gritting their teeth, their faces flushed—were witnessed by the people.
Yet they couldn't budge the hilt in the slightest.
Disheartened faces appeared one after another.
We know you're eager, but don't be so eager. The Sword in the Stone is not that easy to pull.
The remaining knights seemed to have finally understood this. They were willing to start abiding by basic order, forming a long queue in the town street.
However...
Until the faint morning sunlight gradually became intense, turning into the dazzling and scorching light of noon, not a single one of the sweat-drenched knights had succeeded.
Although the queue was still long, witnessing the failure of so many people, the knights had already begun to feel a bit tired, their once-enthusiastic hearts cooling down slightly.
In the end, becoming the king of knights was just my own wishful thinking, wasn't it?
At this very moment, the cheers of the people suddenly rang out.
"It's the 'Holy and Radiant Knights of the Round Table'! The Knights of the Round Table are here!"
"It's the 'Pure White, Untainted Knight-Princess'! Lady Artoria!"
"If it's Lady Artoria, she can definitely pull out that Sword of Selection!"
Amidst the cheers, the long queue of knights began to spontaneously part.
Artoria.
They had all heard of her illustrious name.
Whether they were convinced or not, they had to admit that if Britain were to choose a single savior now, it would have to be her.
The crowd watched as a troop of knights, bathed in sunlight, began to walk slowly toward the square from the end of the town street.
The golden-haired girl at the head rode a divine white horse, her delicate face showing no expression.
Her eyelids were lowered, her deep green eyes seeming to be imbued with an indifference to everything in the world.
She wore a magnificent azure cloak over a pure white shawl, and a conspicuous golden ahoge swayed in the wind.
Behind her head, the high-hanging sun bloomed with a sacred, brilliant radiance, further accentuating her majesty, as if she were a savior descending to the world.
"Artoria—!"
The people cheered her name.
She was now the household name Knight-Princess of Britain.
Shrouded in cheers, the golden-haired girl's eyelids remained indifferently lowered.
Since the beginning of her journey, she had never concealed her gender, even having Merlin remove his illusion from her.
"If I must disguise myself to be acknowledged, then I would rather not be this false king."
"To be hailed as king, yet not accept my gender—a kingship built on lies will eventually collapse in lies."
Looking at the girl's resonant words, Merlin had respected her request with a bitter smile.
Yes, I am a woman, but so what?
If you don't approve, then I will use facts, achievements, and virtue to make you approve.
It just means I have to work harder.
And that is something I have no shortage of.
Compared to indulging in lies, Artoria chose to respect the truth.
For some reason, she was incredibly resistant to lies.
The journey had been difficult and arduous, but so what.
In this world, there was nothing more cruel than that person's departure without a word...
She had already been through hell.
So now, all narrow, prejudiced emotions could no longer hurt her heart.
With her female form, she had finally gained the following and admiration of the Knights of the Round Table. Even those who had once disdained her gender were ultimately convinced by her sword and noble virtues.
Victory, then dominion.
This was the journey of the Knight-Princess named Artoria.
Knights and residents alike spontaneously parted to either side, immediately making way for a wide path.
The golden-haired girl on the white horse proceeded unimpeded to the center of the square.
The renowned knights following her also caused the crowd to erupt in gasps of surprise.
"The Knight of White Light, Sir Percival! It's rumored that one strike of his spear can pierce a city wall!"
"The Giant Slayer, Sir Kay! I heard he killed a giant with just his tongue, and he's even Lady Artoria's older brother!"
"The Wolf-Gazer, Sir Gareth! The demonic beast she transforms into tore apart an entire army of foreigners..."
"The Sun Knight, Gawain! It's said that he's invincible under the sun..."
"The Unfeeling Agravain..."
"The Lamenting Tristan..."
Each face seen in the procession of the Holy Round Table caused the people to gasp in amazement.
These knights, whose names were famous throughout Britain, each had their own unique skills and strengths. Their will and endurance were astonishing, and they had given the Vile King's foreign army endless surprises these past days!
However, at this very moment, all these legendary knights were following behind Artoria.
The incubus, concealing his form with an illusion and squatting on a roof, looked at the dazzling golden-haired girl and couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion.
Lily has really... grown up.
In fact, she's grown up a bit too fast, far beyond my expectations.
...That's right.
These Knights of the Round Table were not supposed to be here.
However, fate had been disturbed.
Such a thing was very interesting.
Merlin thought with great pleasure.
His Clairvoyance could still observe all of this world, but now he could no longer accurately predict the future.
Because he could not see "Alvin Pendragon."
Britain had gained such a "variable."
The birth of the child of the White Dragon ultimately triggered this series of chain reactions.
In the past, Merlin had simulated the future many times.
According to the previous historical trend, these knights were supposed to emerge one by one and join the Round Table several years after Lily drew the sword.
However, at this moment, Lily had not yet drawn the sword, but they had already gathered under her banner.
Among them, Gawain, Agravain, and Gareth were originally the children of that crazy woman.
Now they had become the children of the Duke and Duchess of Orkney, but what remained unchanged was their outstanding talent.
While traveling in Orkney, they had come to admire Lily's virtues and had chosen to follow her.
Without Morgan, the knights like Gawain still appeared.
Not only that, but their strength was even greater than in the previous timeline.
This was the "correction" from the Will of the World.
Merlin sighed with emotion.
It would not allow a variable like the child of the White Dragon to be born.
That virus-like intruder—the Round Table gathered at this moment was the world's antivirus program.
The same was true for Lily.
Compared to the original historical trajectory, she had already become stronger now, and would achieve even greater things in the future.
The power gathered by these people would quietly drown that insignificant child of the White Dragon in the torrent.
It seems his choice back then was the right one.
Merlin thought with emotion, looking forward to the wonderful scene of the girl drawing the sword.
The golden-haired girl sat on her steed.
Facing the cheers of the people, her indifferent eyelids lowered slightly, her gaze falling on the precious sword in the stone.
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