Shaya didn't know when Altoria had regained consciousness.
He had no idea why Artolia, who had already woken up, did not take back the control of the body but allowed him to perform the 'shrew' in the street.
However, Shaya knew that Altoria was a charming king.
"Leave the rest to me.”
When Altoria said that, Shaya felt as if her soul was emitting a dazzling golden light.
It was at this moment that Shaya finally understood why Altoria was called the Knight King.
"The so-called Knight King is not because she is both a knight and a king.”
"It's because of the qualities she displayed that all the knights in Britain and even the whole world should follow and respect her.”
For example, now.
Even though Altolia was still very young and did not have much experience as a king.
However, when she stepped forward and took the initiative to help Shaya take on this big trouble caused by him…
That extraordinary charm of a king was already overflowing from her soul uncontrollably, and it deeply infected a certain Sword in the Stone's Sword Spirit who already knew that he had done something wrong.
"Hehe, then I'll have to trouble you."
"I'll tell you an absolutely interesting story some other day.”
Knowing that she was in the wrong, Shaya quickly removed her control over the body and returned to the King-Choosing Sword to play dead.
In the next moment, Altoria, who had switched seamlessly, called out to the Princess Royal in a serious and gentle voice,"
"Sister Wang."
She called out very naturally, as if she was a real family member.
"Although it's a little inappropriate, I don't think it's the time to cry.”
As she spoke, she reached out her hand. He forcefully pulled up Morgan, who was lying on the grass and covered in mud and grass.
Moreover, facing Morgan, who was extremely resistant. She could even use a little trick to successfully shift the conflict away.
"You've already fallen into the demonic sword's scheme!”
“？？？”
……
It turned out that Artolia, who had been sticking to the knight's creed, was indeed a little naive.
However, this did not mean that she was not flexible.
In fact, it was the exact opposite.
For her, who was destined to become a king,"political tactics" was also a compulsory course for her.
From the age of five, Altoria would spend three hours a day learning the so-called " King's Spell " from Merlin.
As for Artolia, who believed in fairness and justice and disliked playing tricks, she was a very smart person.
How to use political tactics without violating principles was a skill that could be called 'art.'
Fortunately, Artolia did a good job.
Although she was still very young, she had already learned the true essence of an "open scheme":
"Yes, that's right."
"This King-Choosing Sword is actually a demonic sword.”
" Picking it up means carrying the curse that will lead you to despair and ruin your future.”
"That's why teacher didn't ask you to participate in the king selection ceremony.”
"I also sincerely hope that you can become an ordinary person and live a happy life.”
Artolia explained in detail.
Everything she said was true.
However, when she put all these things together and made some reasonable artistic modifications…this matter didn't sound right no matter how she listened to it.
"Hey, hey, what kind of sisterhood drama is this?”
"Is your relationship really that good?”
Shaya, who had been paying attention to Altoria, started to complain crazily after hearing those goosebumps.
He expressed that this was definitely not the development he wanted to see.
Unfortunately, he was the one who caused the trouble, and Artolia was indeed helping him clean up the mess.
Now, Shaya couldn't refute Artolia's words. Instead, he had to find a suitable opportunity to help her testify.
"Yes, yes, yes, she's right!"
"You stupid woman, you can't even see through such a simple thing. I'm dying of laughter."
Artolia didn't explain anything to Morgan, who had a look of " You're kidding me " written all over his face. Instead, she handed the Sword in the Stone to Morgan.
In the next moment, Shaya's voice sounded in Morgan's mind.
"Ah!"
Morgan's face subconsciously turned pale.
Even though the tone of his voice had changed, that familiar tone was a psychological shadow that Morgan would never be able to forget.
However, a moment later.
When Morgan was certain that the sword could only talk and not do anything to hurt her, he said,"
"Sister…Sister."
She raised her head again and looked at Altoria, whose face was filled with calmness.
At this moment, Morgan's eyes were filled with guilt.
Before this, she had never expected this.
This illegitimate daughter that she looked down on…had actually carried so many things silently.
The curse of the throne, the coveting of the magic sword, and the curse of the throne. There was also the battle between the two dragons that was destined to end in this generation.
So many things that were so heavy that they made people feel despair were actually all on the body of a fifteen-year-old girl.
Under such circumstances, Altolia could not help but laugh. She could even turn around and comfort her good-for-nothing sister.
This was really…
"How embarrassing!"
Morgan gritted his teeth as he looked at Artolia.
In the end, Morgan, who had thought a lot, left a message for Altolia.
"Wait for me here tomorrow night.”
This was the agreement between sisters.
The next moment, before Altolia could respond to her words, she was shocked.
Having made his decision, Morgan turned into a white swan. Spreading his wings, he tore through the dark night and flew straight into the distance.
She had her own preparations.
Although she wasn't as good as Altoria, Morgan wasn't willing to let this illegitimate daughter bear this tragic fate alone.
After all-
"I'm your sister!"
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