Dark Soul Moon

As a last resort, they had no choice but to choose other means to protect their future status.

The result is now...

"If you have no objections, then back down."

Arturia said.

Although they were unwilling, they had no other excuses, so they had to retreat for the time being and discuss countermeasures.

Watching the princes and lords leave, Arturia finally stopped hiding her emotions.

"Humph."

She snorted coldly.

"Wang, after this time, they must have nothing to do."

Bedivere said.

"I hope so, Lord Bedivere."

Arturia shook her head.

"However, Wang, do you have something about the Lion Knight..."

Bedivere hesitated to speak.

He clearly heard another request - defeat the Lion Knight, and the king will marry him.

How much trust does this have in Lion Knight?

"No problem, Lord Bedivere. I'm sure he won't disappoint me."

Arturia waved her hand and replied.

She believed Ashes would let no one through.

only……

Artoria felt a little guilty, and she talked about it before asking Ashes' consent.

But there should be no one who can't think about challenging Ashes, right?

Artoria comforted herself in this way.

"My lord, please allow me to leave."

Bedivere bowed slightly, then left.

Soon, Artoria was the only one left in the hall.

She sat on the throne, thinking about the follow-up of this matter.

Arturia understood that this matter would not end like this.

After all, this is currently the only way to have a chance of maintaining one's position, and even climbing to a higher level.

The princes and lords will definitely find a way to deal with it.

Arturia also wanted to gradually reduce the power of these princes and lords after her own power grew, and truly bring the whole of Britain under her rule.

Therefore, they will never give up resistance.

Arturia was disgusted by this group of people who beat her but couldn't beat her, and still bothered her like flies.

There is no excuse for sending troops, and there is not enough manpower to bring their territory into rule after the fight.

Moreover, the situation in Britain in recent years has not been easy.

I think of the harvest reports submitted in recent years.

Arturia's brows were filled with sadness.

The harvest in the past few years has been bad, and it can only be said that the food is barely enough to eat.

However, the harvest is decreasing year by year, and according to forecasts, this year's harvest will not be enough for use.

Fortunately, Sir Lancelot still has the status of a French lord, and he can buy food from France through him.

Insufficient food is also the reason preventing Artoria from sending troops.

She once consulted Merlin about this reason.

Merlin told her that this was the reason for the mysterious fading of Britain, but besides that, there were other more important reasons.

According to Merlin's prediction, this situation should not occur until at least ten years after Artoria ascended the throne.

But now, in just the fifth year, Britain's output is in question.

In the past few years, Merlin has been running around, looking for more important influencing factors.

"Hey……"

Sighs echoed in the palace.

Only one step at a time.

The Saxons have been expelled from the British Isles this year.