Speaking of which, Artolia was actually a very contradictory person.
On the one hand, as the king, Altoria was quite pragmatic.
She clearly knew the responsibility she was shouldering, and she knew that she should be down-to-earth and accumulate her power and prestige bit by bit.
On the other hand, as a knight, Artolia loved to dream.
"I want to become a perfect king.”
"I will achieve eternal glory!”
The 'great heroes' in myths and legends became the targets of Artolia's pursuit.
Although she had abandoned her feelings as a human, her ambition to achieve great things would never change.
This was the last bit of romance left in Altolia.
However, speaking of which…
Although Altoria was indeed ambitious, she was actually quite confused before this.
Merlin's guidance was not bad. In just ten years, she had mastered the skills that a true king should have mastered.
But at the same time, she felt that it was not enough.
Other than the knowledge that Merlin had taught her, she still lacked something important that could help her achieve the great cause of the king.
Before this, Altolia had no idea what this thing was.
But now, when the helpless Shaya told her about what would happen in the next 500 years, or even 1,000 years, Aaloria was stunned.
Altolia was suddenly shocked. She finally understood what she was missing.
"Vision."
" A vision that faces the world."
The British Isles was huge.
It could accommodate two dragon kings fighting each other here.
But at the same time, Britain was also very small.
In front of the great empires of Rome, Egypt, Persia, and Qin and Han Dynasties, the British Isles, which was located in the northwest border of Europe, were nothing.
In her opinion, the magnificent battle between the two dragons was nothing more than two country bumpkins fighting for the ownership of a village in the eyes of those powerful empires.
"Actually, it's not that bad."
"Britannia is still a province of the Roman Empire. It won't be reduced to a village.”
"If I really want to make an analogy, it should be the level of a town, right?”
Shaya consoled.
However, she could only smile bitterly at the comfort.
In the face of such a behemoth as the 'Imperium', was there really any difference between a village and a town?
"Only now do I realize how narrow my horizons are.”
Artoria sighed.
She didn't know the idiom " sitting in a well and looking at the sky ", but at this moment, she had a deep understanding of the frog's feelings.
The British Isles, surrounded by the sea, was the deep well.
Before this, she had been living in this deep well and had no idea how big the world was.
But now, Shaya's appearance brought her another opportunity.
Now that she knew how high the sky was and how thick the ground was, she felt that she should not be trapped on this narrow island.
"The world is so big. I want to go and see it.”
An unprecedented impulse arose in her heart.
This was her romance.
However, in the next moment, the pragmatic Artolia suppressed the impulse in her heart.
Because she knew that this was not something she should be thinking about right now.
The enemy named Futigeng was the obstacle in her way.
She had to move this stone herself to see the vast world behind it.
Before this, all other thoughts were just unrealistic empty talk.
……
Akator Territory.
When Altolia and Kel returned home, the old knight had already gone to bed.
The serious and rigid knight did not seem to care about his two " sons " at all.
At the same time, after confirming that his father was fast asleep and snoring loudly…
"Whoosh!"
"Leah, I think we should celebrate.”
Kel, who had temporarily lost his father's control, decided to let himself go.
He sneaked into the wine cellar, took out a big barrel of dark beer, and placed it in front of him and Artolia.
In the beginning, she had intended to refuse Kel's invitation.
She didn't think that becoming a king was something worth celebrating.
She also didn't think that her adopted brother would be able to keep his legs when he found out that a barrel of beer was missing from his warehouse.
"No, if it was with his personality, he would most likely push all the responsibility to me and use me as a shield, right?”
Knowing how unreliable Kel's personality was, Artolia complained in her heart.
However, just as she was about to refuse and go back to her room to sleep-
"I think it's better for you to drink with him.”
Shaya's voice sounded in Altoria's mind.
This time, the knowledgeable sword spirit gave her an unquestionable reason.
"If it was an ordinary person, it would be fine.”
"But to kings, the winery is also a battlefield.”
"In fact, in many cases, the victory in the wine competition is often more important than the victory on the battlefield.”
"Even if we take ten thousand steps back…you actually want to rope this guy in, right?”
"You're not even willing to drink with him, so why would he be willing to work for you?”
Shaya said righteously.
These words sounded very reasonable, but they were actually very reasonable, too. Altolia didn't know how to refute them at all.
Then he might as well not refute it.
"Alright."
The taciturn Altolia took a big bowl and sat in front of Kel.
She didn't say a word and just drank bowl after bowl.
To be honest, this drinking method did not have the atmosphere of drinking at all.
However, Kel was already satisfied.
In Kel's impression, his adopted sister had always been extremely similar to that old antique's little antique.
He was serious and rigid, without any interest at all.
But now, Altolia had changed.
Even though such a change seemed completely out of place, in Kel's opinion, it was a good start.
In order to celebrate this historic moment, he decided that he would do his best tonight and try his best to make his sister fall.
But at the same time, the excited Kel did not know.
Just as the two siblings were drinking.
A sword spirit with ulterior motives was secretly laughing.
"Hehe, drink, drink."
"Wait until you get her drunk."
"This body…is mine!”
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