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

"How about it, did Felius agree?" Earl Hugan asked hastily as soon as the carriage started.

Hubian leaned against the wall of the carriage, exhaled slowly, and nodded slightly: "There should be no problem."

He turned his head to look at his brother: "how are things over there?"

Earl Hugan nodded: "Don't worry, I have already contacted everyone. Like us, they don't want to see the new king enthroned. When the time comes, they will all stand up and support us at the king ceremony."

"That's good." Hubian nodded slightly, then frowned again, "However, I think that with our strength alone, we might not be able to defeat that new king."

"Ah?" Earl Hugan's eyes widened slightly, with a stiff smile on his face, "It shouldn't happen, Camelot's magic circle, but even gods can suppress it, as long as Felius Standing on our side, what kind of waves can the new king afford?"

"Don't forget, Merlin and Morgan are both on his side. These two can almost be regarded as the most powerful magicians in Britain. With the two of them, there is no guarantee that there will be no accidents." Hubian said with a sullen expression.

"Then... what should we do?" Earl Hugan's eyes once again showed a bit of panic.

Hubian pondered for a moment, and whispered a few words in Earl Hugan's ear.

"This!" Earl Hugan almost jumped up in shock, looking at his younger brother with terrified eyes, "Are you crazy!? If this kind of thing gets out, it doesn't matter whether the new king can take the throne, Kame Luo will no longer have a foothold for us!"

"But this is our last chance!" Huber Ann roared, no trace of aristocratic elegance could be seen on his body, instead he looked like a red-eyed gambler, his gray eyes flashed with incomparable madness "If that kid is really allowed to ascend the throne, what we did before will definitely be exposed. At that time, not to mention the lives of you and my brother, even the whole family will be driven to death!

"It's not that we want to do this, but that kid has forced us to the point where we have to!"

"This...I..." Earl Hugan was sweating profusely, and his mind was completely messed up.

"Besides, this can be regarded as a way out for us. If we really can't prevent the new king from ascending the throne, at least we can leave some hope for our family." Hubian said in a deep voice, " Elder brother, we should not stop, and we should not be disturbed by it. At this time, we can no longer afford to hesitate any longer."

Earl Hugan clenched his fist tightly. After a long time, he finally gritted his teeth: "Okay! I'll listen to you! Just do as you say!"

Huber'an slowly breathed a sigh of relief, opened the curtain, and looked at the crowds on the street, with an extremely complicated look in his eyes.

He once thought that with his extraordinary ability and unremitting dedication, sooner or later he would be able to take the place of Felius and leave his own mark in this country.

But in the end, he still failed to resist the temptation of the outside world, and fell into the abyss of desire step by step.

"Maybe... this is retribution."

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As the ceremony of conferring the king drew nearer, the atmosphere in Camelot gradually became warmer.

In addition to the nobles of the country, representatives from the alliance of other countries have also arrived in Camelot one after another. Some of them have sent ministers with high morals, and some of them are simply leaders who came here in person, and all of them brought very rich money. Gift.

This scene made the Camelot elders feel a little dazed, as if they had returned to the time when Camelot dominated Britain decades ago.

Yanain personally received these representatives in the palace, and almost everyone showed considerable awe of the new king, and did not dare to speak presumptuously.

The main reason is that the incident in Ghana left a deep impression on these people. Just for a pregnant woman, the new king can destroy a country without hesitation. In front of such a domineering and tyrannical king, how dare they Give birth to arrogance.

Especially those national representatives who had made faces to Camelot, trembled even more at the moment, not even daring to breathe, for fear of attracting the attention of the new king.

However, Yanain did not intend to trouble them. After all, he is not the kind of war madman, and now is an extraordinary period. He needs to preserve the strength of Camelot to deal with the Seven Kingdoms of the North and the humble king Vortigern. , As for these old things, he really didn't bother to pursue them.

And if these guys are pushed into a hurry and unite to attack him, it will be a headache.

"But when the matter in the northern border is resolved, then it will be your turn."

Yanain drank the red wine in the glass, looked at the representatives of the Alliance of Nations below, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised a malicious arc.

In a blink of an eye, October 10st will arrive.

Early in the morning, the nobles of Camelot and representatives from the Alliance of Nations gathered in the palace, waiting for the arrival of the royal ceremony.

The new royal faction headed by Duke Marco stood at the forefront, with unconcealable joy on their faces, and loud laughter came from time to time while chatting with each other.

As long as today is over, Arthur's throne will be completely secured, and he will no longer have any worries.

Hubian and Earl Hugan stood in the corner, surrounded by other nobles, their faces extremely gloomy.

"Laugh, I'll see how you guys laugh later." Hubian sneered, with a glint of gloom in his eyes.

Morgan sat at the lower end of the throne, looked at the empty throne above, and unconsciously clenched his slender, white palms.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a little uneasy, as if something bad was about to happen.

However, no matter what means she used, she couldn't find the source of this uneasiness.

"Is it because I'm too nervous?" Morgan Dai frowned slightly and sighed silently.

"Sir Felius is here!"

Hearing the shouts from outside the palace, the buzzing voice in the palace dropped a little, and everyone turned their eyes to the old man who walked into the palace in unison.

A little fear appeared in the eyes of Duke Marko and Morgan. Now the only person who can prevent Arthur from ascending the throne may be Felius.

Hubian heaved a sigh of relief, and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"The time has come to show your loyalty, Sir Felius, I believe you are ready."

"Don't worry, Sir Huber."

Felius' tone was flat, his taupe eyes were like a calm lake.

"I will definitely perform my duties seriously."

Chapter 123 Chapter 69 Confer the King!

In a blink of an eye, noon has arrived.

Although it is late autumn, today's weather is exceptionally clear, and the bright sun shines down, making people feel the long-lost warmth.

Nobles and representatives from various countries sat down one after another, quietly waiting for the arrival of Feng Wang Dianyi.

dong dong——! !

Suddenly, the ground under their feet trembled slightly like an earthquake, and there was a sound of rather heavy footsteps in their ears.

A group of knights came striding forward, all of them clad in solid armor, with armor on their tops, their steps were uniform, their faces solemn and solemn, the spirits of hundreds of people were all condensed together, rolling in like a heavy mountain, Immediately, the faces of those nobles who were hiding small thoughts turned pale.

"Is this the legendary King's Knights?"

"What a terrifying aura, no wonder they can easily defeat Ghana's army."

"It's terrible. How did King Arthur train this group of people?"

The eyes of the representatives of the Alliance of Nations revealed a serious look. Although they had heard of the prestige of this knight order a long time ago, they were still uncontrollably shocked by what they saw with their own eyes.

They secretly compared it in their hearts. Even if they dispatched the country's most elite soldiers, they probably needed at least ten times the number of people to be able to say that they were sure of victory against this knight order.

The knights lined up on both sides, with their heads held high, and the golden sun shone on their armor, reflecting the brilliance.

Not long after, a group of people appeared from a distance, walking along the road surrounded by knights, step by step towards the resplendent palace.

Walking in the front is a handsome man with black hair and black eyes, wearing a silver armor and a white cloak inlaid with gold trim on his back. The giant dragon looked down on them from a high altitude, making everyone unconsciously feel a little timid and fearful.

——Facing the breath of Nid Hogg, the Dragon of Despair, it's not surprising that they reacted like this.

Yannen sits high on the throne, followed by Artoria, Kai, Bedivere, and Ranmallock who follow behind him. Below him sit representatives from the Alliance of Nations according to their national strength.

The court ministers headed by Felius and Hubian stood on the left, and the royal nobles headed by Duke Morgan and Marko stood on the right.

Yanain looked at the two empty seats and said calmly, "Have King Gwent and King Dehebas come yet?"

The Minister of Etiquette next to him hurried forward as if waking up from a dream, "The two kings encountered some unexpected situations on the road, and they may arrive later."

"Since this is the case, there is no need to wait for them." Yanain said calmly, "Let's announce the king ceremony."

"Yes."

The Minister of Etiquette lowered his head and secretly smiled wryly in his heart.

Even though he hadn't formally become king yet, he still subconsciously felt awed by the man in front of him, and subconsciously obeyed his orders.

Could this be the charm of the Chosen King?

He secretly sighed in his heart, turned to face the crowd, and said loudly: "Fengwang Dianyi, start!"

Papa papa——! !

There was thunderous applause.

Felius stood up, looked around the crowd with gray-brown eyes, and his old wrinkled face was calm, and said: "15 years ago, King Uther led his troops and King Vortigern in the northern border to launch a war on Hadrian's Great Wall. In the decisive battle, he was defeated in the end. On his deathbed, he asked Merlin, the great sage, where the future hope of Camelot lies. He will draw the sword in the stone, carry the ideals and hopes of the people, and restore Camelot to its former glory!'

"Now, the person who pulled out the sword in the stone has appeared, and he——is Camelot's chosen king, the son of King Uther, Arthur!!"

Yanain stood up and waved to the crowd, which immediately attracted cheers from the crowd.

"Arthur! Arthur!"

Felius sat back on his seat, and Huberan next to him frowned slightly: "What do you mean, didn't we agree to expose his true colors here?"

"This is what you should do. I am only responsible for mobilizing the magic circle, and I don't care about the rest." Felius said lightly.

Tsk, old fox... Huber's face became a little gloomy, he snorted coldly, and turned his head away.

Yanain looked around at everyone, exhaled slowly, and said in a deep voice:

"40 years ago, the great former king Uther created a new country on this land, which was conceived and hoped, and pursued the creed of peace and development.

"15 years ago, the humble king Vortigern betrayed Britain, led the Angles and Saxons to invade this land, and personally broke this hope and creed into pieces.

"Now we face a great struggle to test whether this nation, or any nation conceived of hope and committed to the credo of peace and development, can last long. We are gathered here to fight for what we believe in, and I You know, it's entirely appropriate and fitting that we do this.

"I have a dream.

"I dream that one day, we can expel these invaders from this land; I dream that one day, we can cut down the evil white dragon with our own hands, and use his blood to pay homage to those who fought for this land. The heroic souls of the warriors who have passed!

"I dream that one day, the country will be strong, the people will be rich, and everyone will live a happy life! I dream that one day, the people of Camelot can always move forward with hope, and don't have to be depressed by temporary failures!

"I dream that one day the valleys will be healed, the mountains will be flattened, the crossroads will be smoothed out, the crooked paths will be made straight, and the radiance of hope will reappear, and all living beings will behold it.

"I dream that one day, the light of hope will spread to every corner of this land, from the snow-capped mountains to the deep valleys, from the continuous mountains to the endless plains, from the smiling faces of children. into the hearts of others.

"This is the dream of the king who bears the name Chosen, and it is also my innate mission!"

Yanain drew the sword from the stone and pointed it at the sky.

"With the sword as evidence, and with the name to swear, even though there are many difficulties and dangers, I will go forward bravely and never retreat!"

People watched the impassioned king, and their inner excitement was surging like the sea.

The elegance of the past was completely abandoned, and everyone raised their arms and shouted, venting their inner excitement in the most primitive way.