Anime: Blue-Eyes Baby Dragon, picked up by the Knight King

Chapter 274: The Witch and Her Britain

It was only after becoming a "complete" living being that Xia Mi understood:

It turns out that this world actually has a predetermined destiny.

Aiming at the supreme throne, the eight dragon kings rebelled against the black emperor.

However, it didn't know that its name had already been engraved on the throne.

No one can take it away, no one can stop it.

Even it itself cannot stop the predetermined "fate".

“He will return.”

Today, this is no longer just a prophecy.

It is not even a "scene of the future" revealed through prophecy.

In contrast, Xia Mi prefers to call it a "warning."

It was a well-intentioned warning from the Black Emperor to his "descendants".

“It’s His warning to us.”

"In fact, I can now confirm such a thing."

"He was willing to be killed by us."

“And He came back unwillingly.”

Xia Mi said with certainty.

Although this was just her guess, based on her own experience, she could guarantee that her guess was almost correct.

——473 The world took a fancy to the Black Emperor and wanted him to become its ruler. But the Black Emperor rejected this "invitation" - in contrast, he would rather be killed and sink into the world.

However, there is a limit to sinking.

When the destined day arrives, the Emperor will awaken again - and at that time, it will no longer be it, but should be called "Him".

Constantine stared blankly at the woman in front of him.

He had no idea what Xia Mi was saying.

But he knew he shouldn't trust this woman's mouth.

——A woman’s mouth cannot be trusted, let alone the King of Earth and Mountains, [Jörmungandr], who is used to fabricating lies and deceiving others with words.

His brother also told him not to believe other people's nonsense - especially what Jörmungandr said, not to believe a single word of it, and no matter what happened, he should wait for him to come back before making a decision.

But the problem now is... where is his brother?

"It seems you don't want to believe what I say."

"Oh, there's really nothing I can do. It would be much better if Norton was here, right?"

"By the way, do you know where Norton is?"

Xia Mi also noticed the expression of complete distrust on Constantin's face.

——She knew that in this situation, whatever she said would be redundant.

But, that's okay.

It is precisely because all other roads are blocked that her goal becomes clear.

"Looking for Norton."

"As long as we find Norton, the rest will be easy."

——But this is precisely the real problem.

"So, who can tell me?"

"That damn Norton, where did he go after abandoning his brother?"

……

London, England.

The time is 8 pm local time.

The Thames is ablaze with lights.

Morgan, who came from afar, found a cafe and sat down. Looking at the Thames River in front of him, he felt a little lonely.

——Come to think of it, she didn’t know why she came here.

She knew clearly that this world was not the world she was familiar with.

Even if this world really does have [Altria Pendragon], and even if there really is another [Morgan le Fay]—that person is also a hybrid belonging to this world.

Instead of being like her, or like that illegitimate daughter, the heir who carries on the will of this island.

She has nothing to do with this island.

But after she left - or rather "resurrected", the first thing she thought of was still this island.

This Britain had never truly belonged to her, either in her own world or in this seemingly unreal one.

"But, as expected."

"This island originally didn't belong to anyone."

"The so-called King of Britain...is actually someone who is willing to sacrifice his life and sink with the fate of this island."

——That was the truth that the [Lord of the Island] finally figured out after thousands of years of sedimentation.

But Altria understood it when she was born.

Therefore, Artoria is the "King of Destiny" of Britain.

And now, thousands of years have passed, and the world has changed in the blink of an eye.

Even if Morgan wanted to sink with the island, it was completely impossible.

——This is also the most embarrassing and helpless thing for her.

If we say that Vina before had hatred in her heart but didn't know who to seek revenge on, then she was in a state of "I don't know why I am angry, but I am just very angry."

Thinking about it carefully, Shirataki was actually quite right. The Red Dragon Princess named Morgan le Fay deserved a proper funeral.

But she had lost that opportunity forever.

Britain no longer needs her as the "Lord of the Island" - she has also lost the power to fight for it.

But if that's the case, what reason does she have to continue fighting?

Princess, witch, fairy in the lake... After abandoning all these unimportant things, Morgan found that she could not find the belief or ideal that could truly support her to keep going and for which she could devote her life.

She actually has nothing.

——As for today, Morgan suddenly discovered this horrifying fact.

But she should do something.

——Both for myself and for this island.

No, there must be someone else.

There are also supporters who are willing to fight alongside her and attend this "luxurious funeral" with her.

Does she have someone like that?

She shook her head, her face looking a little grim.

——She was not sure that in front of her mouth, which was more terrifying than snake venom, there was still someone willing to stand behind her and support her.

But the truth was always a little beyond her imagination.

"Haha, Britain, I, Mordred, am back again!!!"

"Ah? Why is it the Queen Mother? And this pure and innocent virgin Queen Mother?!"

An excited voice sounded, but in the blink of an eye it turned into a fawning voice of "fear" and "well-behaved".

"Don't be so presumptuous, Mordred!"

Gareth grabbed the rebellious son's ear and taught this most naughty child a lesson as an elder sister.

In front of them, the Sun Knight was feeling surprised and happy at the same time.

"Clang-"

He knelt on one knee, and the heavy metal armor collided with the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Mother."

"Good evening."

Chapter 275 Mother's Funeral

London, England.

A city with a long history.

Humans have lived here since the 5th century BC, and it was officially incorporated into the territory of the Roman Empire in the 1st century AD. Finally, in the 18th century AD, it became the center of the "British Empire" that shocked the world.

It has witnessed too many changes and ups and downs.

And now.

When a group of people wearing knight armor walked through the streets and alleys of this ancient city, they instantly seduced the thoughts of passers-by back to the romantic Middle Ages.

"WOW!"

Some passersby took the initiative to greet these knights and even whistled.

"Bang bang——"

The knight, who was naturally fond of lively activities, responded enthusiastically to these nosy passers-by. She tapped her armor lightly with her sword, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

——It goes without saying that only Mordred would do such a thing.

"Sir Mordred, could you please be quiet for a moment?"

Gareth, a petite man in heavy armor, made a muffled sound.

The armor looked heavy, but to her, the weight was nothing. What truly weighed her down was Morgan, who hadn't said a word since the beginning, not even a hint of a smile on his face. She knew Morgan wasn't angry; it was just his normal demeanor. But she couldn't guarantee that her "mother," whose mental state was clearly not normal, wouldn't go crazy the next moment.

Facing Morgan in this state, perhaps only Gawain, the oldest and most powerful knight, dared to step forward and greet him.

"Mother……"

"Shut up!"

"..."

Morgan's voice sounded a little irritated.

Gawain didn't know what he had done to offend her - but he wisely chose to keep his mouth shut.

Everyone chose to shut up.

They just gathered around Morgan, walking forward aimlessly, like grown-up children protecting their weak mother... If you think about it that way, the scene seems quite heartwarming.

It's just a pity.

They weren't "protecting" Morgan.

Morgan never needed their protection.

In contrast, Gawain prefers to call this kind of support "protecting ordinary people."

——Under such blatant protection, no one should be so blind as to come up and cause trouble for them, right?

Gao Wen had a good idea.

But, what a pity.