Humans Are in Britain, the Noble Phantasm God's Key

All the residents of Lucammons stared dumbfounded at this miraculous scene.

Suddenly, a deep voice echoed in their ears.

"I am Arthur, the chosen king of Camelot and the destined lord of Britain. Duke Lucan, do you want me to continue waiting here?"

The soldiers guarding the city were stunned for a long time, and then they came to their senses belatedly, and quickly turned the crossbow frame to face Yanaen below.

The veteran next to him hurriedly stopped him: "Are you courting death!?"

"But...but..." The soldier was a little at a loss, his palms were sweating from nervousness, "Didn't the Lord City Lord say...if anyone wants to break in, they will all be killed?" …”

The veteran wanted to open this guy's head to see what was inside: "Then have you ever thought about what if he is really King Arthur!"

"This...I..." The soldier lowered his head dejectedly, "Then what should we do now."

"Wait! Wait for the order from the city lord!"

Not long after, a cavalry team of about 50 people drove towards the city gate, and a voice from afar reached the ears of the city gate guard.

"The city lord has an order, open the city gate!"

"Quick! Open the city gate!" The guard hurriedly ordered.

rumbling....

The heavy gate opened slowly, and the cavalry team drove straight out and stopped ten meters away from Yanann and the others.

Marching at the forefront of this cavalry team was a middle-aged man in silver armor, with silver-white hair, a stern appearance, and an aura of calm and prestige.

Seeing the golden sword in Yanain's hand and the smiling Merlin next to him, the man's pupils shrank suddenly, he got off his horse, ran to Yanain quickly, and knelt down on one knee: "Lukan has seen His Majesty King Arthur, I don't know if it is Your Majesty is here in person, and if you are far away, please forgive me."

The knights in the rear dismounted one after another and knelt on the ground: "I have seen Your Majesty!"

"It's okay, Duke Lucan. This king knows that you just made an unintentional mistake this time, and there is no serious problem." Yanain smiled and helped Duke Lucan up.

Duke Lucan heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He had never met the new king, and he knew nothing about the character of the new king. If the other party was really that narrow-minded guy, he would have a headache.

"I have ordered my servants to prepare the banquet, and I invite Your Majesty to come to the city to have a talk."

Yanain readily accepted Duke Lucan's invitation and entered Lucan Mons together.

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"Could it be that he wants to..."

A rare look of panic appeared on the old man's face, he turned around and shouted: "Quick! Send someone to Lucan Mons! Tell Duke Lucan that no matter what the new king asks him to do, he will never do it!"

The subordinate was taken aback by the old man's reaction. He had never seen this lord show such a look. He forgot his duty for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "What does the new king want to do?"

"That rascal......."

A look of madness flickered in the old man's gray-brown pupils, and the cold words seemed to be forced out from between his teeth.

"He intends to... attack the Kingdom of Ghana!"

Section 71 Chapter 18 What is the meaning of the inherited throne?

Lucammons, the city lord's mansion.

In the spacious and luxurious inner hall, the magic lamps hanging from the ceiling make it as bright as daytime. The elegant dancer twists her slender waist and dances sexy dance poses accompanied by the profuse music.

Yanain sat high on the first seat, drinking wine and chatting with Duke Lucan beside him. The two laughed from time to time, and the atmosphere was harmonious as if they were best friends reunited after a long absence.

Artoria sat in her seat, feeling a little awkward. She had never participated in such a large banquet, and she always felt that the atmosphere here was out of place with her.

"Al, try this cake, it tastes great." Guinevere happily shared the cake in her hand with Artoria.

"Thank you, Guinevere." Arturia took the pastry, and she looked up at Yanain with a little envy in her eyes.

It seems that no matter what the environment is, the teacher can always do it with ease.

In comparison, is he a little too immature?

She was slightly ashamed.

Shaking his head, he put these thoughts behind him and tasted the cake in his hand.

In order to relieve her tension, she decided to divert her attention with the delicious food in front of her.

Anyway, with the teacher here, there won't be any major problems.

Lancelot stared unblinkingly at the dancers in the center of the venue who were wearing tulle, revealing large areas of white and greasy skin.

"How is it? Isn't the outside world much more interesting than Avalon?" Merlin asked with a smile.

Lancelot nodded: "Indeed."

The two looked at each other, clinked glasses, and showed tacit smiles on each other's faces.

After three rounds of wine, five tastes of food, relying on excellent speech skills, the relationship between Yanain and Duke Lucan has gradually become closer, and it is no longer as fraught as before.

This made Duke Lucan completely relieved. It seemed that the new king was relatively easy to get along with.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he asked casually:

"By the way, Your Majesty, shouldn't you go to Camelot to accept the ceremony of conferring the king now? Why did you come to Lucammons?"

Finally, it's time for you to ask this question... Yanain smiled slightly and raised the wine glass in his hand.

Duke Lucan raised the wine glass in his hand knowingly, the two touched each other, and drank the wine in the glass with their heads raised.

"Duke Lucan thinks, why does the king appear here?" Yanain looked at Lucan with a half-smile as he rubbed his thumb against the pattern on the cup wall.

Duke Lucan thought for a moment, smiled wryly and shook his head: "Forgive me for your ignorance, please make it clear to Your Majesty."

Yanain stared at Lucan for a while, then passed the wine glass aside.

The maid holding the wine bottle obediently stepped forward and filled the glass.

"Duke Lucan, we are all smart people. It's not interesting to hide and play riddles like this. Why don't we be more honest with each other?"

Lucan lowered his eyebrows slightly: "Sorry, Your Majesty, I really don't understand what you mean."

Yanain smiled, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and said, "In this case, I will pierce the window paper first."

"Duke Lucan, which side are you on?"

Lucan's pupils shrank suddenly.

call--

A gust of wind suddenly flew in from the window, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.

The performance was still going on, the music was still beautiful, and the dance was still sexy, but Yanain seemed to be unable to hear or see, and just looked at Duke Lucan with a smile.

After a long time, Duke Lucan raised his head and said: "When my father was alive, he set a family motto for the Lucan family, and it was also the last sentence he said to me before he died."

"All ears." Yanain smiled.

Duke Lucan took a deep breath, looked at Yanain seriously, and said word by word:

"The Lucan family must be loyal to the King of Camelot for generations!

"Who is the king, who is loyal to!"

Yanain watched Duke Lucan quietly, deep in his dark eyes, there was something deep.

The meaning of the other party is actually very easy to understand.

Who is the king, who is loyal to.

Whoever sits on the throne, the Lucan family will offer loyalty to him.

In other words, as long as he can pass the ceremony of conferring the king and become the king recognized by everyone, then Lucan will stand for him.

But now he just draws the sword in the stone and has the qualifications to become a king, but he is not a real king yet.

So Lucan couldn't be on his side.

But it is precisely because he has the qualifications to become king, so Lucan will not be his enemy, just like just now when Yanain made a move, he immediately brought people to greet him, and after recognizing his identity, he moved towards the king without hesitation. Yanain knelt down to plead guilty, these are all manifestations of his attitude.

He recognized the qualifications of King Yanain, but he would not recognize the identity of King Yanain.

Unless Yanaen can successfully pass the king ceremony and truly become the new king recognized by everyone.

"So." He opened his mouth, "Is this your choice?"

Duke Lucan nodded seriously.

"As expected, it is the prestigious Lucan family." A smile appeared on the corner of Yanain's mouth, and he raised the wine glass in his hand to Lucan, "Duke Lucan, this glass of wine, I respect you."

He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Duke Lucan froze for a moment: "Your Majesty, aren't you... not angry?"

"Angry? Why is the king angry?" The smile on Yanain's face did not change at all. "A knight told me before that the king of Camelot has always been a capable person. I think he said it very well. Reason. The tradition in Britain is that whoever has the biggest fist has the final say. With this sword, what can it prove? If someone really bowed to the king because of this sword, the king might look down on him a bit .”

The corner of his mouth curled into a slight disdainful arc: "This king can tell Duke Lukan truthfully, this king really doesn't think much of the inherited throne."

The maid next to her shook her hand and almost dropped the wine bottle on the ground.

Duke Lucan was also taken aback by what Yanain said.

He doesn't even look down on the throne, this ancestor wants to go to heaven!

But vaguely, he felt that the young man in front of him was not exaggerating.

Especially the kind of self-confidence that comes from the bones, it is even more unbearable to have the urge to be convinced.

"So, Your Majesty, are you planning to..." Duke Lucan looked at Yanain cautiously, not even noticing that his aura had been suppressed by the other party unconsciously.

"Camelo is a country that grew up in the flames of war. The original King Uther also established his position in battle after battle. Although this king is not talented, he still intends to emulate the previous king."

Yanain smiled gracefully and gently, but every word that came out of his mouth rang like thunder in Duke Lucan's ears.

"This king intends to destroy the Kingdom of Ghana!"

Chapter 72 Chapter 19 Betting on the Survival of a Country