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Another, slightly older, lord also expressed his opinion:

"I'll investigate this matter personally! I'll get to the bottom of it."

"No, I think we should send our elite troops to investigate. After all, our strength is undeniable; if he dares to come, we can defeat him."

Another lord suggested, glancing at Kiana as he finished speaking.

Merlin said with a smile:

"That's right, our strength is indeed not to be underestimated."

"Then, I'll lead the group. What do you all think?"

"good."

After the discussion concluded, everyone headed outside. As they left the council hall, Kiana suddenly turned back to Artoria behind her and said:

"Isn't that Merlin a bit strange?"

I always felt that there was something strange about the way he looked at me.

Artoria, I'm a little worried. Does he have some ulterior motive?

Artoria whispered:

"He meant no harm; perhaps it's just that you're so important to him."

Upon hearing this, Kiana's expression became complicated.

Artoria glanced at the group of lords in the distance and whispered to Kiana:

"Don't worry too much, leave this to me, I'll handle it."

Kiana sighed:

"Then I'll trouble you. I hope to find out the truth as quickly as possible."

Artoria said with a smile:

"no problem."

Just then, Kiana suddenly stopped and looked at Artoria, whispering:

"Artoria, there's something I'd like to confirm again."

"What is it? Tell me."

"Don't you really have a twin sister or younger sister?"

"A twin sister or a younger sister?"

Artoria paused for a moment, then smiled wryly:

"I grew up alone; I didn't have any older or younger sisters."

As for twins, that's even more out of the question.

Artoria was not lying.

She is an only child and grew up spoiled by her parents.

Unfortunately, one day, she lost everything.

From then on, she became an orphan.

She had considered seeking protection from her parents, but each time she failed.

Over time, she gave up completely.

Because she knew she had no way to protect herself.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore."

Kiana said with a smile:

"Merlin is still waiting for me, I'll be going now."

"kindness."

Artoria nodded, watching Kiana's departing figure. Artoria's expression gradually turned cold, her eyes flashing with a chilling light, as if she wanted to devour someone.

"Why do you keep asking me this question? Could it be... that I really have... no, it's impossible."

She thought to herself.

...

Time passed little by little.

More and more lords are coming to pledge their allegiance, and it seems that the great cause of unifying Britain is about to be accomplished.

The lords came and went, eating, drinking, and having fun in the castle, enjoying themselves immensely.

However, these guys did not show any respect for the king.

It makes sense, considering that almost everyone harbors ambitions of becoming king, which is why they chose to laugh at King Arthur.

It's simply because their fists weren't hard enough.

However, these lords were hardly loyal.

But the soldiers they brought were real, living forces.

As more and more lords merged, King Arthur's power grew stronger and stronger.

Similarly, abnormal phenomena have become more and more frequent.

For example, soldiers could die in large numbers for some very random reason.

Or perhaps they fight over some trivial, almost negligible conflict.

Then the plague began to spread, and the disease spread rapidly. Within a few days, a large number of people died.

Moreover, these dead people were all innocent civilians.

This series of events has left the entire coalition forces in a state of panic.

Soon, some lords left under the pretext of fearing being implicated, and this number increased over time.

Seeing that things were going badly, Merlin accelerated his plans.

At sunset one day, the gates to the fairy kingdom were opened to everyone.

It was a huge, dark door.

Under Merlin's command, all the lords and their...

The soldiers all followed Artoria and the others into the gate.

The moment the door closed, a powerful suction force appeared.

Immediately afterwards, all the lords vanished, as if they had been swallowed up.

Merlin stood by the door, quietly observing his surroundings.

"Phew...you guys need to hurry, or I might not be able to hold on."

he muttered.

After entering the gate, Artoria and the others found themselves standing on the streets of a city. The scenery was completely different from the Federation they remembered. It was full of forest-like atmosphere and all kinds of buildings.

Where am I?

Kiana looked at everything in front of her with confusion and couldn't help but ask.

"This place is called Avalon, a new world filled with countless lives. It is the home of the fairies."

Our arrival is a tremendous threat to them.

"A threat? I thought you two had a good relationship, after all, they gave you the sword."

Kiana asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Actually, I'm not quite sure why, but the fairies seem to harbor a lot of hostility towards us..."

As if to confirm Artoria's words.

The plants that grew by relying on the houses suddenly began to tremble violently.

Immediately afterwards, the plant, which should have been lifeless, suddenly sprang up from the ground, using its roots and branches as its arms and legs.

They transformed into ferocious tree-men, slowly advancing towards the uninvited guests...

"Everyone, prepare for battle! We will be facing mythical creatures next."

Artoria raised the Sword of the King.

Perhaps because it was located in a fairy kingdom, the sword's radiance shone even brighter...

Fight for a better world, sing the praises of humanity!

late at night.

I sat at my computer desk and opened a word processing software that I hadn't used in a long time.

The new book is on track, but I won't be writing it for long.

My gaze settled on the old book that had already been finished.

All sorts of thoughts suddenly welled up from the bottom of my heart.

This book is my greatest achievement to date, and perhaps my final achievement as well.

I once thought I would continue writing even after I had written more than ten million words.

But she failed...

A cruel and helpless failure.

It was a failure from the very first month after it was released.

Resentment, anger, sorrow...

From last August to this October, I have been repeating the same pattern of failure.

I had thought that if I kept it hanging, there would be hope.

But after putting in a lot of effort in August, I realized... there was no hope of continuing to write this book.