Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

"That's right!"

"If you can't be king, don't let anyone else be unable to be king!"

One complaint after another, like waves being stirred by the wind.

No one knew that Artoria was facing obstacles far more troublesome than those faced by ordinary knights.

"Ah, that's how it should be."

Morgan watched all of this with indifference.

She wasn't surprised.

Instead, they had long anticipated that Artoria would meet such an end.

Liars should be despised by everyone!

but--

For some reason, Morgan always felt a vague unease in his heart.

No.

It's no longer just a vague sense of unease.

Watching the boy breathing on the knights who were complaining that Artoria couldn't draw her sword and refused to get down, she, who had secretly arranged everything, still felt that something was still wrong.

but……

You shouldn't feel this way.

This was a flawless operation.

No one knows why Artoria couldn't draw the sword, and no one knows why they themselves couldn't draw their own swords.

The golden sword of certain victory (Caliburn) will remain in the stone forever.

Just wait a month, and the British throne will be within your grasp.

But I just feel very uneasy.

Morgan covered her chest.

Unlike her younger sister, who could only be described as cute, she had an absolutely enviable figure.

That's to the point where you can't find any rivals in the whole of Britain.

Why is this happening...

Everything should have been arranged already.

This unease intensified further as the boy approached Artoria.

No.

It has evolved into an absurdity that exists in reality.

Because that boy did something Morgan had never anticipated.

Before a large number of knights, he stood behind Artoria.

The next moment, he took her hand.

That's right.

This is the moment when the two of them draw their swords!

16. Artoria: Let's draw our swords together! (3/3)

that moment--

Morgan finally understood the source of his unease.

There can only be one king, so naturally there can only be one person who draws the sword.

That's why I felt so uneasy when I saw that boy standing next to Artoria.

because……

He was standing with Artoria.

It is impossible for one person to break the curse of that drawn sword.

So, what about two people?

Morgan had fully realized the flaws in his magic, which was based on black crystals.

But it was too late.

The girl and the boy clasped hands.

“Ian, you…”

Looking at him coming up behind her, Artoria's eyes were filled with bewilderment.

"This is going to..."

"You want to pull out that sword, don't you—"

Ian met Artoria's gaze.

"So, I also became eager to draw that sword."

"Let's go together."

"Let's draw our swords together."

"..."

Artoria's gaze hardened.

"Yes, let's draw our swords together!"

The girl and the boy held hands tightly.

The hilt of the Caliburn sword, the sword of certain victory, became proof of their shared will.

The dazzling sword blade had been waiting for a long time.

It was constantly responding to Artoria's call.

And at that moment, the boy heard that vicious curse.

hypocritical--

Artoria is not a hypocrite.

lie--

Artoria is a very sincere friend.

inability--

No one possessed more royal talent than she, who dared to embrace Britain's future.

"These words are utterly worthless."

Ian's arms were taut, bearing the weight of those vicious words that should have been directed at Artoria.

The power of the dragon was displayed to the girl at that moment.

Click——

Click——

Tiny cracks appeared on the ground.

Soon, they spread rapidly, eventually evolving into a spiderweb-like trail that stretched across the entire square.

"what is this?"

"In the end what happened?"

The knights had never witnessed such a shocking scene.

Only Morgan knew what was going on.

The malevolent curse held the invincible golden sword (Caliburn) firmly in check like shackles.

Even now, in its dual-mode state, it still maintains sufficient control.

And that boy.

The boy who drew the sword with Artoria was breaking through this limitation in the simplest, most direct, yet effective way.

That's right.

He simply broke the "shackles".

With the purest form of flesh.

The cracks in the square are the traces left after the curse was broken.

What kind of monster is that...?

Morgan's pupils showed disbelief.

In her entire life, she had never encountered such a powerful being.

Am I not the only one who receives blessings from fate?

While the British princess was still questioning her life, Ian had already broken all the restrictions on the girl in his arms.

"Artoria."

"I know--"

"Come forth, you invincible golden sword (Caliburn)!"

At that moment, Artoria's green eyes were tinged with the same golden light as her own.

The ground in the square shattered completely at that moment.

Then came the violent tremors.

When things calmed down, the Sword of Kings was already pointing towards the sky.

That is--

They are two people in one.

"..."

"..."

At that moment, the square fell into complete silence.

No one could have imagined that the Caliburn sword would be pulled out in such a way.

only--

This silence did not last long.

Because Ian's roar instantly echoed throughout Britain after the rain.

"look up!"

"Welcome your king!"

That was a voice that couldn't match her appearance.

Even Morgan felt a sense of dread.

However, it was precisely this deathly silence that made her realize a new problem.

That is-

Who is the king that the knights should acknowledge?

No one expected that this would be a situation where the two of them drew their swords together.

But ironically, both Artoria and the nameless boy played an indelible role in this sword-drawing incident.

To acknowledge only the courage of the former to reach out, while denying the actions of the latter, is a desecration of aid.

But if we only accept the latter and deny the former that came first, then we are abandoning courage.