Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

Meiliuqina's expression turned serious.

"Your Majesty wants to transform Camelot into a kingdom where humans and dragons coexist!"

"Oh!"

This was something Bagst had never heard of before.

"Could it be that this plan was implemented so that dragons would have a place to live?"

"I am not sure."

Mei Liuqina turned her face away.

"But, that's very likely the case."

"After all, if we follow the king's intention and push Camelot's territory outwards that much, it will actually make the area seem empty."

"..."

Bagst was silent for a moment, then spoke;

“Meliuqina, regardless of whether the king thinks this way or not, I support this matter.”

"Because she is the Queen of Camelot, isn't she?"

"Since he is the king of Camelot, his decisions should be supported by the knights."

As Bagst spoke, he placed his hand on the Excalibur Gallatin sword at his waist.

"No matter when, my sword should be wielded for the king."

"..."

Although he usually keeps quiet, Bagst is surprisingly loyal to Artoria.

No.

It shouldn't be described as a degree of loyalty, but rather as an expression of "always prioritizing her ideas no matter what."

Why does this feeling feel so familiar?

and many more.

Melyuchina's gaze unconsciously shifted to where Ian was.

Isn't it exactly the same as this guy?

Are the Chief Knight and the Third Seat Knight both like this?

Mei Liuqina always felt that it was no coincidence.

"really."

“A knight should be wielding his sword for the king.”

Melyuchina affirmed Bagst's words.

"And Ian, do you... have your own ideas?"

"Have."

Ian nodded.

"But I want to know what you think, Melyuchina."

“Since just now, you seem to have a lot of opinions about Artoria’s behavior.”

"Yes, that's right!"

As soon as Ian said that, Bagst quickly echoed his sentiment.

"Meliuchina, shouldn't you be thinking of drawing your sword for the king, just like me?"

"Why do you keep asking and asking?"

"This one……"

Mei Liuqina had no words to say.

Unlike Ian and Bagst, she understood the deeper meaning behind Artoria's actions.

The moment Camelot transforms from a human city into a dragon city, the identity of dragons will be recognized throughout Britain.

Thus……

Melyuchina's gaze fell on Ian.

Artoria will do everything in her power to marry him.

but--

But I can't say it directly.

After all, it's not really possible to just blurt out to the two of them, "You know that Artoria just wants to get married," right?

After thinking for a moment, Mei Liuqina finally came up with a reasonably good answer.

She spoke;

"I just think, what if it really turns out like that?"

"Perhaps, there will be laws that allow humans to marry dragons?"

"Don't you guys think this is..."

"How could such a good thing happen!"

Bagst shouted.

"Humans and dragons should have been allowed to marry long ago!"

"Huh?" Bagst's reaction surprised Melyuchina. "Don't you find it strange?"

"What's so strange about that—"

Bagst glanced at the man beside him and began to pant.

"This is great."

"No, I have to start helping right away!"

"goodbye!"

Bagst said this, and then ran towards the front line of construction.

Meiliuqina was dumbfounded.

She looked at Ian, who hadn't run away yet, hesitated for a moment, and asked:

"Then what do you think?"

"..."

"Fine! You're not allowed to look! Get back to work!"

83. Sisters vying for a husband (?)

"Hurry up!"

"Don't even think about slacking off!"

Bagst, carrying two trees and a large bag of stones, spoke in a loud voice.

That's the kind of look that would make anyone who saw her think she's bursting with energy right now.

"If anyone tries to slack off, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"However, if anyone puts in a lot of effort, I'll treat them to drinks and a meal!"

"I swear by the sword of victory (Excalibur Gallatin)!"

"Ohhh!!!"

A deafening roar erupted in the streets.

Then came the knights, who buried themselves in their work.

This is a snapshot of Camelot's life these past few days.

Almost all resources were being used to build the city, and horse-drawn carts carrying stones and timber could be seen everywhere on the streets.

It had a vibrant and energetic feel, as if the entire city of Camelot was breathing.

but--

If we're talking about the most captivating element, it's probably that enormous black dragon.

Sunlight shone on the wings with their intricate patterns, momentarily reflecting a mysterious hue.

At first, the people of Camelot were still very afraid that the dragon might do something that defied common sense.

But Melyuchina would always step out at those times and tell everyone one thing;

"What are you afraid of!"

"He's just an idiot! If things really come to blows, I'll protect you!"

Since it was Melyuchina who organized the evacuation last time, her words still carry a lot of weight.

Gradually, the people who were initially somewhat fearful began to become less afraid.

Finally, there's the situation where humans and dragons work together.

On the old city wall.

Artoria looked at everything before her, but there was not a trace of relief in her eyes.

Her hand rested on the stone, which bore the marks of time, as if searching for cracks in it.

"You're here, little sister."

A familiar voice sounded.

Artoria turned around and saw Morgan.

At this moment, the other person had a smile on their face, but there was an indescribable feeling in their expression.

"It took me a long time to find it."

"is it?"

Artoria shrugged.

"It seems I should tell you in advance where I'm going next time."

"That's not necessary."

Morgan walked over to Artoria's side.

"I have no interest in knowing where you are."

"I only care about Camelot and Britain."

Although Morgan temporarily appeared friendly to Artoria in front of others, he still hadn't truly accepted his sister.

Standing beside her was merely to let Ian know that he had heeded what was said that night.

"Your words are as harsh as ever, sister."

As Artoria spoke, her gaze returned to the construction site before her.

Or perhaps it should be said...

On that dragon.

Such an obvious reaction could not possibly have gone unnoticed by Morgan.

"If you wanted me to be less harsh with my words, you shouldn't have done something so crazy—"

Morgan's gaze also fell on the dragon that Ian had transformed into.

"Let all the people of Camelot coexist with the dragons."

What exactly triggered you to have such a thought?

"Sister, you don't need to persuade me anymore."