My youth story, a crossover anime, turns out, is FGO!

Buckingham Palace in Da Ying welcomed many guests. The deep red carpets on the ground, the magnificent stone buildings, and the historically rich decorations made it a fitting place for the Da Ying royal family to work and live.

The people coming and going were all well-dressed and elegant, including many princes or princesses from various countries. However, as they talked, their eyes would inadvertently glance at the second floor, then naturally look away, with a strange excitement in their eyes.

No wonder they care. Today will be the day that Queen Da Ying bestows the title of princess upon Sawamura Spencer Eriri, even if it is only in name, it is still an unparalleled honor.

Of course, more importantly, this was also the moment when King Arthur, another Heroic Spirit besides Oda Nobunaga, officially appeared before the public.

The natives of Ying naturally held this legendary king of Da Ying in the highest esteem, while other European countries also had mixed feelings and naturally sent people to witness the ceremony.

However, the protagonist of this ceremony, Eriri Sawamura Spencer, was still on the second floor, looking at herself in the mirror, feeling utterly unfamiliar.

Eriri comes from a well-off family; her father is a diplomat, so she is naturally from a prestigious background. However, it is only today that she has truly set foot on the soil of the Kingdom of Ying.

Even though I sometimes wear beautiful dresses for social occasions, nothing can compare to the outfit in front of me.

Her blonde hair, usually tied in pigtails, was piled high, and the hairpin inserted in the top of her head was a lotus ruby ​​crown, a gift from the Queen, which she had worn herself. Under the lights, every facet of the crown sparkled.

Her already exquisite features were meticulously rendered; her deep blue eyes were lowered, with a faint touch of red at the corners, adding to her vibrant beauty.

Further down is her long, swan-like neck, where a magnificent and luxurious ruby ​​necklace and the rubies on the crown complement each other. The deep red gown cascades down, adorned with scattered diamonds that intertwine to create intricate patterns, making it look like worthless cubic zirconia.

This outfit is undoubtedly somewhat heavy, not only because of the weight of the clothes themselves, but also because of the meaning they represent.

Eriri is undoubtedly beautiful, but she has never been noble or unattainable.

The ceremony was about to begin. Eriri stood in the shadows, gritting her teeth, her hands, clad in red gloves, unconsciously gripping the hem of her skirt.

Just thinking about the noise outside, one can imagine the envious, admiring, or indifferent gazes of those people, and Eriri is someone who is easily influenced by the opinions of others.

Just like at the beginning, she distanced herself from Aki Tomoya because she didn't want to be looked at with strange eyes.

Now, the eyes of the whole world are on her, on this lucky one who became King Arthur's Master.

Stepping out of this place means being judged by the whole world. This is different from the previous live broadcasts, when she was completely unaware and didn't feel any psychological pressure.

But now, she will face all the malice of the world.

Eriri knew that being named an honorary princess by the Queen was not because she was particularly outstanding, but simply because of Arthur.

So, does she really have the confidence to live up to this title?

"Yinglili."

A gentle and calming voice caught her attention.

Eriri looked up as a blond young man, as noble and refined as a prince, slowly approached.

He wore a pure white tuxedo with a pure white rose pinned to his coat, a white vest underneath, and a blue bow tie with a cross pattern around his neck, adding to his sanctity.

Noble, gentle, sacrificial, powerful.

Even a knight is a prince, and at the same time, a perfect being who is also a king.

King Arthur, the eternal king of Britain.

He stood there as the very embodiment of glory, capable of severing all evil and injustice in the world, and this perfect king smiled upon her.

"Eriri." He called her name again, extending his long, clean hand with distinct knuckles to her.

"Let me hold your hand. Don't worry, I'm here."

Eriri took a deep breath.

That's right, no need to hesitate, no need to be afraid.

The blonde girl couldn't help but smile. Her bright smile and red dress complemented each other perfectly, highlighting her extraordinary beauty.

She reached out and placed her hand in Arthur's palm.

"Hold on tight to me." Her voice held a hint of coquetry, and a touch of arrogance.

“Of course.” Arthur’s eyes were gentle.

Guided by those warm and generous hands, Eriri stepped out of the shadows, holding onto the handrail as she descended the spiral staircase.

At that moment, the flashing lights illuminated the scene like daytime. Eriri couldn't see the faces of the people below, but she could feel their gazes.

Envy, jealousy, resentment, and bitterness.

"Wow—" An incredulous exclamation echoed throughout the hall.

Under the gaze of the entire world, the handsome and dazzling Knight King bowed slightly to the blonde girl.

His face was filled with a gentle smile: "Saber Arthur Pandoragon, your knight, your guardian, appear in the world."

"May I follow and protect you?"

This is Arthur Pendragon's thoughtfulness and trust. In order for Eriri to face the world with dignity and pride, he is willing to lower his stance and do so just to create the most dazzling jewel in the princess's crown.

That was the knight named King Arthur.

This was undoubtedly very effective. Many people present almost fainted, while others excitedly pressed the shutter, thrilled by this big news.

Faced with the world's jealousy and envy, Eriri smiled and proudly raised her head.

"of course."

She raised her hand, and the blond youth naturally gave her a hand kiss.

"Please always stay by my side, my knight."

Eriri's blue eyes were filled with deep love, a love that seemed about to burst forth, for the person who was always considerate of her.

However, she restrained herself, knowing that now was not the time to be impulsive.

It is precisely because of love that we must exercise restraint.

Eriri took Arthur's arm and walked down step by step, raising her head to look down at everyone.

Everyone whose gaze swept over her unconsciously lowered their heads, even the genuine princesses.

They have noble status and outstanding talents, yet they unconsciously feel ashamed in front of Eriri.

That's right, Eriri may not be as outstanding as them, nor as beautiful, nor as noble in lineage.

But none of that matters.

Eriri looked at Arthur's handsome profile, her smile radiating genuine happiness.

As long as the world's noblest knight, most honorable prince, and most perfect king stand by her side, paving the way for her and capable of anything—

Eriri Sawamura Spencer is the most dazzling princess in the world.

Needless to say.