Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

Artoria glanced at Morgan, then stood up from her throne.

"Everyone, Mei Liuqina Qing is indeed not mistaken."

"Those ones--"

“They are indeed living, breathing people.”

"But at the same time, it is also a living dragon."

Upon hearing this description, Bagst glanced at Ian instinctively, then realized something.

"Your Majesty, you mean..."

Are they all like him?

"Similar, but definitely not the same."

Artoria patted Bagst on the shoulder.

“If they were all as powerful as Lord Ian, then you would have been the ones who fell just now.”

"This……"

Bagst gradually realized the seriousness of the problem.

But Meliuchina thought of something deeper.

Why would someone like this appear?

"Logically speaking, shouldn't dragons be quite special beings?"

“I cannot explain this, Lady Meliuchina.”

"but--"

Artoria looked at Morgan.

“I know someone who can explain this.”

All eyes were on Morgan at that moment.

This, of course, includes Ian.

"I want to know what's going on."

He said this, and then a hint of anticipation appeared in his eyes.

"..."

Morgan knew this was yet another trick Artoria had used.

There was nothing I could say in front of her alone.

but--

If you change the way.

He moved it to the front of everyone, especially Ian.

So even if you really don't want to explain, you still have to say at least a few words.

She is no longer the easily fooled country girl she once was.

but--

It's not something that's hard to talk about.

Morgan picked up where Artoria left off and quickly spoke:

"Everyone."

"Have you all noticed that the land of Britain has become more fertile lately?"

I don't know if it's fertile or not.

Bagst picked up where his mother left off.

"But the trees have indeed grown much faster."

"Ah."

Morgan smiled and nodded.

"Actually, this is not a coincidence."

“Our Britain is reviving in some way.”

"Meliuchina may be a product of this revival."

"..."

"what are you saying!"

Suddenly becoming the center of attention, Meiliuqina naturally and instinctively refuted the claims.

"What do you mean I'm this kind of product?!"

"I am a swordsman who flew over from across the sea!"

"And what about before that?"

Morgan said slowly and deliberately.

"Do you still have any memories of what happened before you flew across the strait and arrived in Camelot?"

"Of course, the people over there call me Lancelot, I—"

The sound stopped suddenly.

Because Melyuchina found that she really couldn't say anything more.

She remembered that she also had a name called Lancelot.

But I don't know why it has this name;

She remembered flying across the strait.

But before that, he had no idea why he had such a thought;

Am I really just a product of the revival of the British land?

Meiliuqina felt that the meaning of her existence had suddenly become somewhat strange.

If she wasn't a swordsman at all—

Isn't that so-called chivalry a bit ridiculous to me?

In her moment of hesitation, the petite swordsman felt her hand being pulled.

“But Melyuchina is still the same Melyuchina.”

“Even if she symbolizes something else, she is still Melyuchina.”

“Ian, you…”

Mei Liuqina suddenly felt very embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, the person he usually called an idiot was the one who most acknowledged his existence at this moment.

The next moment, after feeling Morgan and Artoria's gazes coming at her almost simultaneously, the petite swordsman immediately withdrew her hand.

"I see."

"so--"

"Your Majesty, what is your wish...?"

“Meliuchina, though you are still Meliuchina.” Artoria’s tone softened considerably as she looked at their separated hands, “but you now truly represent a brand new possibility.”

"possibility?"

"Correct."

Altria nodded.

"A possibility that everyone can become a dragon—"

"In this way, Camelot can truly become the kingdom of dragons."

86. Bagst: Kissing each other is a chivalrous custom!

Inside the tavern.

Seeing the crowd outside cleaning up the dragon's remains just like last time, Meliuchina's expression became somewhat complicated.

"Do you think the king is serious?"

"Camelot, is it really going to become a dragon kingdom?"

"If she says so, then it must be true—"

Across the table, Bagst downed a glass of wine in one gulp.

"What's there to doubt?"

"No, I mean..."

Melyuchina's gaze returned to where Ian and Bagst were.

Do you think this is a good thing?

"Wouldn't it be a little strange to turn everyone into dragons or something?"

"strangeness?"

Bagst stopped drinking.

She was quite robust, but now she was slightly tipsy.

"That's not surprising, is it?"

"Wouldn't it be great to become a dragon?"

"It can fly, it's very powerful, and..."

Bagst glanced at Ian beside him and laughed.

"I can be just as good as him."

"This is wonderful!"

"That's what they say, but..."

Mei Liuqina frowned slightly.

So, what's your opinion?

Ian spoke up at that moment.

"Meliuchina, tell us."

“That’s right! If you have anything to say, just tell us!” Bagst echoed.

"Aren't they all Knights of the Round Table?!"

"There's nothing to worry about!"

"..."

Meiliuqina looked around, and only after confirming that no one else was watching her did she continue.

"I don't think everyone would want to become a dragon."

"Your Majesty, isn't this just acting unilaterally?"

Unlike Bagst, who was unaware of the facts.

Melyuchina understood perfectly what Artoria's ultimate goal was—to create a kingdom where Ian's "dragon" identity could be accepted.

Now, we are taking the first step in realizing this blueprint.

"Is there really anyone who wouldn't want to become a dragon?"

Bagst looked at his hands.

She had managed to leap into the air and shoot down those dragons using only her physical abilities, and her tone was full of regret.