Dragon of the Root

Seven days had passed since Artoria withdrew Caliburn.

In the past seven days, the nobles were in chaos, screaming about the new king being too young or something. In the worry of Artoria and the look in Merlin eyes, Wu Ming visited the nobles at night in the past seven days.

Seven days later no objections. On the contrary, the nobles repeatedly praised the youth of the new king, and the new king drew his sword and summoned the king of heaven will.

At night, the palace.

Artoria and Wu Ming handled the documents in the conference hall, while Merlin was preparing for the new king coronation ceremony. Due to how young the king was, some problems couldn't be resolved, so Artoria started processing the documents first with Wu Ming help.

After processing the last document of the day, Artoria looked at Wu Ming, who was also processing the last document.

Artoria stared absentmindedly at Wu Ming who was dealing with the documents, and an inexplicable light appeared in his eyes.

When Wu Ming finished processing the final documents, he found Altoria looking directly at him, and asked.

"What's the matter, Arthur?"

"Ah… Ah, Vero, it's fine. I just wanted to ask how you convinced those nobles. Merlin told me that nobles are very hard to convince." Artoria asked with a rosy face.

"Oh, those nobles? It was so simple, I would tell them: "If you oppose Artoria becoming king, then I will become king. I believe that regardless of prestige, experience, power, etc., I am qualified. I believe people will vote for me too."

"I told them, and then, on the surface, those nobles still looked like they were in thought. In fact, they've panicked, and now they want you to be king. After all, you were easier to deal with when you were king than when I was king." Wu Ming got up and sat beside Artoria.

"Of course, there are nobles who support you, like your adoptive father Ector and your adoptive brother Kay. I will form a new knight order, and prepare to let them join."

While speaking, Wu Ming couldn't help but sneer at the nobles who were against Artoria, they couldn't even see the situation, what qualifications were there to become nobles, and the peerage titles would be removed from them sooner or later.

"Well… my adoptive father and adoptive brother… They are indeed very good knights. Before I met you, I always followed my adoptive father as an example and continued to compete with foster brothers. It really is a great time." Arthur sighed.

"You have to get used to it, because you will soon become king. After all, you still have me by your side," Wu Ming said as he touched Artoria head.

Artoria face turned red again, then Artoria said again.

"By the way, Vero, would it be better if you became king?" Artoria said nervously.

"Huh~ why did you say that?" Wu Ming asked in confusion.

"Because... Since you said it yourself, whether it's reputation, experience or strength, you're more suited, right?" Artoria looked into Wu Ming eyes and said.

"Haha~ Artoria, you have to believe in yourself, moreover I'm not from this country. Even if I did, I wouldn't be king. My favorite is traveling. How can I travel when I become king." Wu Ming laughed.

Artoria looked at Wu Ming handsome face which had not aged at all, and said.

"By the way, Vero, how old are you? I remember knowing your whereabouts as far as I can remember the British Silver Dragon, and it is still recognized by the other kings in the vicinity." Artoria asked suddenly.

In fact, there were many kings in Britain. The original Britain was ruled by the Roman empire. Due to the civil strife of the Roman empire, this led to the independence of Britain, but at the same time as the independence, disaster for the people also came.

It was originally a Demon Beast attack, but now the chaos of war has been added. Since Wu Ming was appointed by King Uther and rose to fame, he toured Britain in Camelot.

By the way, he also saved many people and helped many kings. Naturally, the title of British Silver Dragon emerged.

"My age huh.. I'm probably around 30 years old, I forget the details," Wu Ming said casually.

"Thirty… Thirty years! Vero, are you really blessed by the Dragon of Legend?" Arthur sighed.

Wu Ming sneered in his heart.

Merlin has told the public that the British Silver Dragon Vero is a warrior blessed by Dragon of Legend and a knight of King Camelot guided by Dragon of Legend.

When he found out that Merlin said this, Wu Ming was dumbfounded. Wasn't he the Dragon of Legend himself? After knowing this, he immediately punched Merlin.

Thanks to this, Wu Ming appearance had not changed in the past ten years, and no one doubted it. Coupled with his good temper and strong strength, the Camelot people are happy.

Even the closest king who has been friends with Camelot, if there is a Demon Beast that can't be dealt with, will invite Wu Ming to leave. Of course, this had to be on the basis of King Uther approval.

In fact, after King Uther death, many kings sent people to look for Wu Ming personally and wanted to win Wu Ming over to their own country.

Of course, they had done this before, but it wasn't very obvious. Now all kinds of attractive temptations. They tried to seduce him with money, possessions, weapons, even the beauty of their sisters, daughters, and granddaughters.

To the kings who gave Wu Ming an offer, he politely declined, whereas to those who hated him, he didn't even bother.

"Okay, okay, don't think too much, even if I am a warrior blessed by the Dragon of Legend, I am also your knight, I promise, I will always be with you. My king." Wu Ming smiled, that handsome face fascinated Artoria.

After regaining consciousness, Artoria blushed and lowered her head and said: "Okay, all the documents have been processed, let's go home soon, get up early and sleep early, you told me this."

Artoria pushed Wu Ming away, and Wu Ming realized the problem with a wry smile.

"How did I find that I was handsome before? Is this the benefit of the resurrection of the Dragon of the Root bloodline?"

"That's right, Artoria."

"What is wrong."

"You will call yourself the British Red Dragon when you become king."

"Ah~ Red Dragon… Britain."

"Yes, we are both British Red and Silver Double Dragons, a pair~"

"I'll talk about it later."

"Okay, okay, hey, don't push me. Hey~ Artoria, why is your face so red? Are you ill?"

"No, no... Okay, let's go home and sleep."

"Yes, Yes, Yes."

Moonlight shot out of the dark clouds, illuminating the path of the man and woman.