Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

Such busyness was not only the responsibility of the knights; Bagst himself also carried a lot of things for defensive fortifications.

Like some kind of timber, she, with a build similar to Ian's, could carry quite a lot at once.

"Meliuchina, do you know what happened?"

"Hey, this..."

Mei Liuqina shook her head.

"I do not know."

It wasn't that Meiliuqina was being petty and wouldn't say anything; it was that she genuinely knew nothing.

These days, her mind has been mostly focused on Mashu, so she hasn't had much opportunity to learn about these things.

"I feel like the big one is coming—"

Bagst didn't delve into it further, but instead took a deep breath.

"All right!"

"Never mind all that, let's finish the work first!"

"Meliuchina, let's go!"

"Hey, wait a minute!"

The two knights then devoted themselves to fortifying the defenses of Camelot.

Meanwhile, inside Camelot's castle.

Bavanshi came to stand before Artoria.

“Your Majesty.” She bowed respectfully, then looked up at the King of Britain, who had his back to her.

"I heard you need to see me urgently."

"I wonder... what could it be?"

"..."

Artoria turned around and looked at Bavanshi behind her.

“Your mother, Morgan, told me this before she left.”

“In this city of Camelot, only your magical skills perfectly match her desires.”

"..."

A sharp glint flashed in Bawanshi's eyes.

But she quickly suppressed that reaction.

"My mother actually gave me such high praise?"

"This really surprised me."

"After all, she wouldn't normally say things like that to me."

“Your relationship with her doesn’t seem as good as I thought, Bavanshi,” Artoria said as she walked to the round table.

"sit down."

"Thank you for the seat, Your Majesty."

Bawanshi showed no fear whatsoever; instead, she sat down quite comfortably.

"So, Your Majesty, what exactly do you want me to do?"

“It’s not that I have to do anything,” Artoria said softly as she sat down on the other side. “I just have some ideas, but I don’t know if there’s any chance of them coming to fruition.”

"Oh?"

Bawanshi became interested.

She has always liked things that seem quite mysterious.

but--

Before that, Bavanshi had something else to say.

Well.

It's the kind of language that can bring a lot of joy.

"Your Majesty, this kind of thing..."

"You chose to tell me instead of Ian?"

"Wouldn't that be... not a good idea?"

"..."

“No.” Artoria wasn’t fooled by Bavanshi’s words. “Because this isn’t something he should be giving me advice on.”

"Then why not ask my mother?"

"You guys should be keeping in touch, right?"

“The round trip takes too long—I don’t want Ian to be so tired.”

"That--"

"enough."

Artoria stopped Bavanshi from continuing.

“These are not issues you should be considering, Bavanshi.”

"you--"

"Just answer the questions I need you to answer."

"..."

"The king is angry." Bawanshi shrugged. "Alright then."

"I will answer."

"..."

Seeing that Bavanshi had finally calmed down, Artoria's tone became much gentler.

She had to admit that her sister's daughter had almost the same terrible personality as her sister herself—at least for now.

"What do you think—"

Artoria was not ambiguous.

"With the current technology, is it possible to make Camelot, no, I should say the whole of Britain, fly completely?"

"..."

Bawanshi was taken aback for a moment.

That was an expression she had never shown before.

Only after confirming that she hadn't misheard did she continue.

"Your Majesty, are you serious about 'flying'?"

"You... want all of Britain to take flight like a bird?"

"Do not."

Artoria shook her head.

"That would be a bit of an exaggeration."

"What I want to know is a more static situation."

"..."

Once she recovered from the shock, Bavanshi quickly understood what Artoria meant.

"king."

"You mean-"

"Do you want the entire island of Britain to float?"

"……Correct."

"Is this even possible?" Artoria asked again, revealing a strong sense of purpose.

"Your Majesty, before answering whether it's possible or not..."

Bawanshi looked around to make sure she was the only one there before continuing.

"Shouldn't you at least let me know why I'm doing this?"

"I can't explain it clearly."

"But it's like a premonition, and Ian has mentioned things like that to me before—like getting Britain completely off the ground or something."

“I’m thinking…” Artoria frowned.

"This may be our only chance."

"We must be vigilant about the seas surrounding Britain."

"..."

Bawanshi felt as if she had vaguely touched something extraordinary.

After a moment's hesitation, she gave her answer.

"If it's just about making the island of Britain float, I think that might be quite difficult."

"but--"

"There's a plan that I think might be feasible."

"..."

“Just tell me, let me decide,” Artoria replied calmly.

"Hmm." Bavanshi rested his fingers on his chin. "Does Your Majesty still remember what my mother researched about how to ensure the dragon bloodline would continue in Camelot?"

"remember."

"Perhaps—"

A glint of wisdom flashed in Bavanshi's eyes.

"If we utilize the power of the dragon."

"Perhaps we can bring Britain back to life in the most primitive way."

163. Artoria, I will always be with you.

"Bavanshi, do you mean to say..."

“That’s right.” Bawanshi nodded.

"Your Majesty, it's just as you think."

"It might not be possible to make the entire island of Britain fly using conventional methods, but what if—"

“Let’s try a different approach.” Bavanshi held up one finger.

"If we make all of this something that dragons should do, and then let those who can transform into dragons do it as a job, then maybe there will be unexpected surprises."

"of course."

Bawanshi smiled slightly.

"I was just saying it casually. Whether it's possible or not, we'll have to wait and see how things turn out."

"Your Majesty, you don't need to take it seriously."

"..."

Artoria remained silent for a long time.

She sighed softly.