With the elder's blessing, the young king embarked on a brand new journey.
But honestly, setting out in this season is definitely not a good idea.
"Achoo... "
"The old man is too heartless... what's wrong with letting us stay for another three months?"
Artoria rode ahead on her white steed, leading the way along the main road. Her sworn brother Kay rode on a brown horse, closely following her steps while incessantly complaining about the increasingly cold weather.
This is actually quite counterintuitive.
When mentioning the 'rainy season', people often think of the stormy summer or the continuously rainy spring.
But in reality, the rainy season on the British Isles is from late autumn to early spring of the following year... naturally including the entire winter.
And the current season is exactly the boundary between autumn and winter, the moment when all things are about to wither.
At such a time, even the most ferocious bears would hide in their caves and hibernate obediently. Yet, they had to brave the winter snow that could descend at any moment and embark on the path to establish a kingdom.
"Complain less, Brother Kay."
"Instead of complaining, why not think about where we are going to spend the winter?"
"What's there to think about? Why not just find a kingdom at random, chop off their king's head, and occupy their palace and territory!"
"No, that kind of thing is absolutely not acceptable!"
After a heated discussion.
In the end, Artoria decided to follow the method once mentioned by Sir Ector: first find a tribe, secretly establish a base, and slowly accumulate their strength. When their power is almost equal to that of the despicable King Vortigern, they would then raise an army and defeat them in one fell swoop!
"Tch... "
Looking at the spirited young girl, the knight curled his lip.
Secretly?
After establishing a sacred pact with that white dragon, can she still remain secret?
He could bet that at this very moment, all the nobles on this island are looking for her... most of them want her dead, while a small portion wants to sideline her, making her a puppet or a figurehead in their hands.
However...
"Never mind."
Lifting his head to look at the overcast sky, the knight once again put on an indifferent expression.
Anyway, no matter the process, the outcome is the same. In front of the red dragon that can directly crush city walls with its body, those sneaky tricks won't have any effect.
Just think of it as accompanying this fellow who has never had a proper rest since birth, to have a beautiful dream called "the King of Knights"!
...
The legendary story of the King of Knights officially began.
Starting from saving a small tribe, to spending the winter with the tribe's people amidst a lack of supplies. Then, the first plowing after spring, the first organized training, the first victory in war, and the construction of the first White Dragon Temple...
In this inconspicuous mountain hollow, the young king was method ede methodically building her nation, allowing this seed full of hope to develop and grow little by little.
Meanwhile, deep in the more vast mountains, Alaric was not idle either.
The king has the king's tasks, and the god has the god's battlefield.
His targets were those phantasmal species that once lived on this island... including the magical beasts and giants that still live on this land, as well as those fairies and spirits that have fled to the reverse side of the world but can still freely enter and exit the present world.
He attempted to reestablish connections with these beings that should have been abandoned by the era, in order to reconstruct the true Age of Gods.
Among them, communication with the giants and magical beasts was relatively smooth... unable to break free from the real world, they were already living in constant fear of being driven out by human civilization. Upon learning that there was a place where they could temporarily take refuge, they were naturally overjoyed. They didn't even need Alaric to say anything; he just needed to slightly spread his wings full of mystery, and these creatures would automatically gather behind him, settling smoothly in this mountain forest.
But communication with the fairies was not so smooth.
Those cunning fairies, relying on their ability to freely enter and exit both worlds, were arrogant and ambiguous there, even trying to use this as a condition to exchange for something... this made Alaric very angry. He directly entered the reverse side of the world and forcibly destroyed two of the most troublesome fairy villages, which finally made the remaining fairies behave themselves for the time being.
"Tch, it's just the reverse side of the world. Who isn't a spirit?!"
While complaining in his heart, Alaric dipped his mouth into the fairies' "holy lake", intending to rinse his mouth, which had become somewhat dry after continuously releasing ten shots of [Burst Stream of Destruction], with the lake water full of magical power.
But at that moment, Alaric suddenly felt the scales on his forehead heating up slightly.
Hmm? Someone is actively contacting him?
"Is it Vena?"
...
Calculating the time, it has been almost two months since Vena left that valley alone.
This period may not seem very long, but it was enough for her to travel to many places... after all, the island isn't that large, and the areas truly inhabited by human civilization are few, limited to some large cities in the southern part of the island.
During these two months, Vena disguised herself as a magus. While traveling and meeting various people, she kept in mind Alaric's commission and secretly searched for clues about various Noble Phantasms.
She actually found information about quite a few "treasures."
For example, a dagger inlaid with emeralds... this dagger is a sacred relic of the god of curses, once used by a queen to kill her husband and his lover; another example is a bow claimed to "never miss a shot"... which actually has the blessing of the god of hunting upon it.
There were about five or six such scattered low-level Noble Phantasms.
But today, the reason Vena suddenly contacted Alaric was definitely not because of these seemingly valuable but practically not very useful "art collections."
"A woman who looks so tempting that one can't help but want to take a bite... what do you mean? What are you talking about? I don't understand."
"I apologize, Lord Dragon God, I can't describe what kind of situation this is. But I swear, this woman will definitely not disappoint you."
"The mystery hidden in her soul... it's as if a Noble Phantasm has come to life!"
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