"The so-called King's Sword, which is the Stone Sword, has long been implanted in King Yuser's body, and the sword is imprinted with the perfect king's personality program written by Witch Night. In King Yuser's body, her words and deeds are changing every moment, making her national policy, her thinking, and her ideas more like a perfect king. This is the Witch Night's plan."

"But such a King Yuse is no longer King Yuse. She is a puppet controlled by the magic tricks on the sword in the stone."

"I gained her trust, and the Alaya plan must be terminated, so when I went out to hunt, I deliberately created the opportunity for Yuser to be alone. I attacked her and pulled the Stone Sword out of her body - the power of the Holy Light made her survive, but the Stone Sword had become one with her lifeline. She was seriously injured. There was not much time left."

"She has recovered her rationality and has got rid of the control of the sword in the stone, but she can't hold on for long, but she smiled weakly and said thank you to me... After all, it was me who called back her rationality and allowed her to die peacefully, rather than live like a puppet."

"She told me that she had something to worry about. Her daughter was not enough to support the future of this country."

"I know what she wants to say...I want to refuse, but an idea came from my mind. Although it temporarily blocked the plan of Witch Night, with their action, it will soon make a comeback, so I..."

"I promised Yuser to assist her daughter to become the new king. I wiped out the personality imprint on the Stone Sword and designed the play of the Selected Sword. Artoria pulled out the Stone Sword that even Bishop Russell could not pull out in the cheers of everyone, and became the new king. At this point, the arrangements and plans of the Witch Night for thousands of years were disrupted by me. The name of the Selected Sword was obtained by Artoria, and the sword in the Stone Sword also fell into her hands. Moreover, King Arthur's name had attracted the attention of the Pope Hall and other holy places through Bishop Russell's mouth... After that, I assisted her in fighting all the way. In the past ten years, the twelve battles were invincible, and her reputation became more and more famous - Yes, the greater her reputation, the wider the legend of the Selected Sword, the more worries there would be to retake the Stone Sword and restart the Alaya plan..."

"Yes... This is one of the few tricks in my life to use leverage to leverage the planet. It's just a small plan that will make the whole Witch Night annoyed. Several holy lands have become the targets of my power... But Artoria became a victim. She realized that she was the king of choice. Not only did she not be complacent about it, but she regarded it as a lifelong mission... When I discovered it, the little girl entrusted to me by Yuser had become the Knight King with extremely overwhelming ideals and self-sacrifice spirit."

"She was not merciless by the sword in the stone like her mother, but she became a puppet like her mother."

"I have always been alone and always moved on my own. She gave up everything just for a legend...and that legend is just a lie. She thought she was the chosen king of heaven, and she carried all her duties because she believed that she could be the savior of all this, save the glory that the kingdom gradually lost, and save the wandering people of this country."

"But in fact it is not the case. In fact, the legend of the chosen king is just a lie of the conspiracy of the Witch Night."

"The reason for her struggle for it and the reason for enduring all pain is completely illusory like smoke and clouds."

"When I realized my mistakes, realized that I had put an innocent girl in a cage called the throne, and ruined the life of Yuser's daughter, I became unable to forgive myself. Is it worth it to sacrifice the happiness of one person for the sake of the whole human race... I left Britannia and wandered around, and one day, I came to the North."

"That's where you and I first met... We just met by chance. You were just a child at that time, but in the face of a devastating avalanche, disregarding your life to save me... Do you know? Although this seems to be just a stretch of hand in your life, it has given me too much touch. Even for this kind of light, I should not give up anything. This is the destiny I must bear, and the pain we endure is definitely not meaningless..."

"I returned to Brittania and supported her more than before. Help her, change her, and try my best to change the wrong things I have made. I set out to prepare new measures against the Alaya Plan, and then I suddenly realized that the vast northern land facing the Griffon Mountains is a country with a high degree of unity of politics and religion. If there is a king who can unify the scattered northern land..."

"Then you know what happened. I came to you... the moment I recognized you, I couldn't describe my mood in words. For the first time, I felt how wonderful fate was, and I had such an indelible bond with you..."

"I always feel a little sad. I still want to tell you a lot, but I don't know how to write. I can't bear to leave you. Caesar, if I continue writing, I will cry... Caesar, when you see these, I must have died, and the child Artoria will be handed over to you. I will tell you everything. Please follow your inner choices. I can no longer repay my sins, but please make her less sad..."

"Caiser, you must live happily... In fact, there is one thing I wanted to tell you a long time ago. In this last conversation, you must express it clearly - I love you."

"Day..." Caesar took a deep breath. "...If you really die, wouldn't I cry to death? It's obvious that I'm so bad that most of them are talking about Artoria, so I just say these few words to me..."

He threw the scroll aside and sighed, "It hurts me to hide it so much... You bad woman... Like Artoria, you are all tangled guys. Then the reason why Artoria waved her sword at you must know about her mother... Wait a minute..."

Caesar suddenly stood up and said, "Why did Artoria know about her mother ten years later? If King Yuser left a suicide note, it would be impossible not to point out the difficulties of c.c., and only tell her that c.c was the fact that she killed her mother's enemy, and not tell her the truth about that year. Such a guy... can only be the witch night when the plan was destroyed that year!"

"And now... Bishop Russell has not returned yet, c.c is sleeping. At this time, the city of Camelo is at a low point in high-end combat power... and the appearance of Beowulf will inevitably lead to the transfer of the power and power of the major holy lands to defend against foreign enemies. The conflict between me and Artoria will to a certain extent arouse suspicion and distance from Artoria. Then the palace at this moment must be the weakest defense..." Caesar's mind was getting faster and faster, and his eyes flashed, "The two-day buffer period... not good... After all, the witches are about to attack Artoria. Their goal is... a sword in the stone!"

Caesar suddenly stood up and was about to call Lola back to the cathedral to report the message, but sighed softly.

A familiar rhythm came from outside the house, as if a giant was coming, and a roar of glass roared. You were fully armed, the cold light of the giant sickle was hidden, and the string of fate was squirting and spreading endlessly, and it was intertwined and covered the sky. Caesar jumped out and landed on the back of the dragon and lion, standing side by side with You, staring coldly at the uninvited guest.

"King of Thunder, I look good." Beowulf greeted Caesar with a smile.

"Sakiya, go and protect c.c." Caesar said without looking back, "Biography of Lola, if I expected it to be right, a witch has arrived at the Cathedral of St. Tracia. Hannibal might suffer a loss, you'd better go back and help."

"Then your Majesty be careful!" Lola weighed the pros and cons, then nodded to Caesar. The holy light flew and rushed towards the direction of the cathedral, where Hannibal's supreme holy light energy had sprayed a scorching light.

Beowulf didn't stop him, but just said with his hands behind his back: "The one who went to the cathedral to restrain the Bishop's Guard and the Consul of Light is Yihara Yuko, and the one who went to the palace is Medea, the King of Thunder. I can only stop the eighth-level strongman beside you, you can do it yourself."

"Oh? So kind?" Caesar smiled, "I tend to be you with You."

"Then try it." Beowulf smiled fearlessly, "I'm afraid I can't kill me, and I'll delay my business."

"Tsk." Caesar snorted, "Everyone stays here, if this stinky dwarf dares to move around, then teach him a lesson. Dwarf King, I will accept you as a favor. But everyone here is my important person, don't go the wrong way."

"That's too nonsense." Beowulf snorted, "If you don't hurry up, your little lover will be eaten by that woman Medea so much that he doesn't even have any scum left. Witch Night has some tricks for thousands of years, and I don't know where to gather a group of capable dead soldiers. Medea participated in the construction of the soul tree of the Necromancer summoning system and was good at making dragon-toothed soldiers. It was also a troublesome thing."

"You sold them clean."

"Haha, I only promised them to hold on to at least one eighth level, but I didn't promise them not to disclose information." The dwarf king smiled.

Caesar has long passed away. (To be continued...)

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