The Throne of Lily
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Touching her heart, she felt that the Heroic Spirit Palace was inseparable from her. With a thought, Altolia's consciousness seemed to have arrived in the void. Countless stars were under her feet, and a magnificent palace appeared in front of her. There were 540 gates, and each gate could accommodate 800 warriors. There was a boar's head and an eagle above the main entrance. The eagle's sharp eyes seemed to be able to see all corners of the world. The walls of the palace were lined with polished spears, so the light shone brightly. The roof of the palace was paved with golden shields.

Looking at the palace with satisfaction, Altoria walked into the palace with anticipation. The gate of the palace opened automatically as she approached, as if it was welcoming its owner. The palace was as magnificent as the outside, and it was much bigger than the outside. It was so big that it looked like a city instead of a palace. There were many passages around the hall, connecting many rooms. The chairs in the palace were covered with exquisite armor, and there were many statues of God's Servants made of pure platinum in the hall. These statues of God's Servants were completely different in terms of posture and expression. However, their right hands were pointing in the same direction.

It was the throne on the high platform in the innermost part of the hall. Artolia stepped up the stairs and walked to the throne.

As soon as she sat on the throne, she felt a stream of information pouring into her mind. She didn't resist, but closed her eyes and carefully sorted out the information in her mind.

Opening her eyes, Artolia could not hide the joy in her eyes. She had completely taken control of the Heroic Spirit Hall, and the throne was the central control of the Heroic Spirit Hall. When she sat on the throne, everything in the Heroic Spirit Hall could not be hidden from her senses.

Artolia also learned that Heroic Spirit Temple could not only sign Heroic Spirits, but could also transform women into Valkyries. Valkyries were above humans, but below Heroic Spirits.

Heroic Spirit Hall could now sign 1,000 Heroic Spirits and 10,000 Valkyries. When Artolia heard the unexpected news, her eyes curved into crescents. She was so excited that she did not want to wait any longer. She immediately used the Heroic Spirit Palace to send her voice to the people in Camelot.

Guinevere, Morgan, and Mordred were immersed in their thoughts of Altoria when they suddenly heard her voice.

"Everyone, quickly sign this contract. Believe me, as long as you sign it, we can be together forever.”At the same time, a message was sent over. (Are you willing to sign a contract with me and become my heroic spirit!)The voice was full of majesty and holiness, and its tone was exactly the same as Altoria's. It was the contract signed by the heroic spirit.

Although they did not know what was going on, they believed in Altolia unconditionally."I do!"”They replied in their hearts at the same time. (Contract established! After death, you will become the Heroic Spirits of Altoria.)

The three women felt that their bodies seemed to have changed, but they could not tell what had changed.

At the same time, the hundreds of maids in the palace also heard Altoria's voice." Are you willing to be my maids forever and serve me forever?”"It's the King's voice!" The maids exclaimed and looked around, looking for the king. "I'm not here right now. I just want to ask you, are you willing to serve me forever? Become my private property?" All the maids in the palace were Artolia's fans. With their deep admiration and worship for the king, they all agreed.

Thus, they all became Valkyries, forever maintaining their youth and beauty until they automatically went to Heroic Spirit Hall when they died.

After the coronation declaration, Altoria's reputation in Europe had reached its peak. The two major European empires, Francia and the Eastern Rome, had been completely annihilated in the torrent of history. As such, as long as Francia was eliminated, there would be no other countries in Europe that could resist the footsteps of Britain.

In a luxurious and sturdy silver-white war chariot, Altoria was deep in thought."The two great empires of Europe, Francia and the Eastern Rome, have been completely annihilated in the torrent of history. As such, as long as Francia is eliminated, there will be no country in Europe that can resist the footsteps of Britain.”

Thinking of this, Altolia smiled proudly.""Then, after unifying Europe, I can relax. Next, I'll arrange for big sister Morgan, Wei Er, and Xiao Mo to go to other worlds to train.”

Originally, there were only 160,000 soldiers left after the war. However, after occupying the entire territory of Rome, many soldiers were stationed in various places. Therefore, only 60,000 people followed Artolia in victory. Even the Knights of the Round Table were temporarily dispatched by Artolia to various parts of Rome to prevent local resistance. While they were in Constantinople, Altolia had Mordred return to Camelot to prevent any problems from happening in her base camp. Now, of the twelve Knights of the Round Table who stayed by her side, only Bedivere was left.

When the army passed through a forest, Altolia suddenly became alert. Just as she was about to order the army to stop, a dense number of arrows shot into the forest.

Caught off guard, the army that had returned victorious and couldn't help but let down their guard was thrown into chaos. However, they were elites who had been trained by Altolia for years, and they quickly adjusted their formation.

At this moment, the enemies who had been hiding all revealed themselves. Artolia looked at them and smiled bitterly. "I was really careless. I didn't expect that I would capsize in this ditch.”There were no less than 300,000 enemies in front of him. They were carrying all kinds of flags, including the flags of Francia, Scottish, and Irishmen, as well as some flags that were clearly from small countries.

It seemed that these countries had sensed the threat of Britain and had actually joined forces to ambush her. However, Altolia had not thought of this possibility at all. Thinking of this, Altolia was full of regret.

Although they were outnumbered, Artolia and the knights did not despair, because their king was invincible!

Artolia rode on her warhorse and drew her sword.

"Knights, who is your enemy?”

" Who is the king's enemy? Who is our enemy?"

"Knights, why do your swords exist?”

"Protect the honor of our king, defend our king's dignity, and wipe out our king's enemies."

"Knights, our enemies are right in front of us. Their warriors are several times stronger than ours. Are you afraid?”

"With my king, there is no fear, no fear."

"Knights, do you have the confidence to win against an enemy several times stronger than you?”

"With my king, we will win, we will win, we will win!"

"Knights, have your beliefs ever wavered?”

"Be with my king, battle, battle!"

" Knights!" Artolia shouted." The strong enemy is right in front of us! Show everyone your bravery! Bring victory to your king with your swords!"”

"In the name of a knight, bring victory to the king!”All the knights raised their weapons and responded loudly. In the roar that was like the explosion of mountains and rivers, everyone seemed to have condensed into a sharp knife and rushed forward.

Although the enemy was intimidated by their imposing manner, they still had a large number of people. Moreover, they were all elites from various countries. For the sake of their respective countries, they charged forward without hesitation.

" Glory, glory, glory!" Artoria's army gradually gained the upper hand despite the absolute disadvantage in numbers. Just as Altolia was feeling relieved…

A burning flame suddenly fell on Altoria's army, burning a large number of knights to death. At the same time, a huge tornado rose from the ground, and countless knights and horses were swept into it, losing their lives.

Flames seemed to be burning in Altolia's eyes. She immediately saw two figures in magic robes in the middle of the enemy army." Damn it! How can sorcerers participate in a secular war?" Haven't you always ignored worldly affairs?”Artolia questioned loudly. His voice spread throughout the battlefield.

An old man in a black magic robe said with some shame,""Magic is not divided into countries, but mages have their own countries. Otherwise, Merlin wouldn't have spent so much effort to let you ascend to the throne. For our country, please die here.”Another middle-aged mage in a white mage robe looked at her with hatred."King Arthur, my son died in the hands of your army while defending Rome. I must avenge him.”

In the original novel, Altolia's resistance to magic was the highest among Servants. Even the magic array and the instant contract were completely ineffective. Even the magicians with the highest level of skill in the modern world could not hurt her with direct magic attacks.

However, that was when she was a Heroic Spirit. Now, she was only a human. Although her magic resistance was much higher than ordinary people, it was not to the extent that she could be ignored. Her knights could not resist the power of magic. One by one, they lost their lives, and the situation took a sharp turn.

On the battlefield of cold weapons, the appearance of mages was an unconventional force. They were like a group of mobile cannons. No, their lethality was even greater than cannons. Perhaps they might not be able to defeat close-range professionals of the same level in a one-on-one battle, but they could easily take the lives of countless people on the battlefield.

Gritting her teeth, Altoria rushed toward the two mages. Only by killing the two mages could she win this battle.

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