Artolia, who was confused, brought Shaya, who had ulterior motives, back to the main hall of the underground cave.
"Leah, look what I found!”
Kel sounded very excited.
This was definitely a very rare situation.
Based on her understanding of her adopted brother, nothing could shake his heart except for beautiful women.
"Perhaps your father has left a maid for you in this underground palace.”
"Hehe, he's really a good father!”
Shaya, who was telepathically connected to Altoria, was talking nonsense.
The ridiculous words made the good-tempered Altoria tap the blade of the King-Choosing Sword with her finger as a warning.
However, a moment later.
When Altolia got close to the stone table and saw what was on it, she said,"
"A map?"
Altolia's pupils shrank slightly.
Looking at the carefully preserved maps, the words on them were still clearly visible.
At this moment, even though she was young and mature, she could not help but feel a surge of emotions.
"Yes, a map."
"There's a topographic map of this area."
"There is also a map of the distribution of power in Britain.”
"Even the mountain ranges and rivers of the entire island!”
Kel, who had already confirmed the map beforehand, introduced the types and functions of the maps to Altoria in a concise and experienced way.
Of course, as a professionally trained king. Even without Kel's introduction, Artolia knew how important these maps were.
The surrounding topographic map could help Artoria find her position in the shortest time possible and build the initial defense line, which was also the prototype of a kingdom.
The distribution map of the mountains and rivers on the entire island symbolized the political ambition of the Pandoragon family to defeat Voltigon and completely rule Britain.
As for the political map that seemed a little outdated, the sharp-eyed Artolia noticed some names that were highlighted on it.
For example, a kingdom called Liao Dekuan.
Artolia felt that the name was familiar.
After some careful recollection, she finally remembered where she had heard the name.
"Your father had a large round table. It was a gift from his former good friend, the prince of Liao Dekuan.”
"Before that, he concealed his identity and joined your father's army.”
"However, he was quickly discovered by his family and captured.”
"When he became King Liao Dekuan, he built a huge round table for your father to commemorate their friendship.”
"Now that I think about it, that was thirty or forty years ago.”
The old knight only mentioned this name in passing.
However, it provided a valuable idea for Artolia.
"In other words, these names that are highlighted…are all old friends of my father?”
"Father, do you mean that I can borrow their strength?”
Artolia was a little hesitant.
At this moment, ten years had passed since the war that destroyed Camelot.
As the saying goes, when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter…Those dukes who once relied on Camelot were also dealt with by the White Dragon King, Voltigen.
Most of them died under the frenzied assault of the Saxons.
The few who were still alive were also under the protection of the other dukes. They buried their heads and pretended to be dead, not daring to make a single sound.
Under such circumstances, Artolia was not sure. How much of this so-called old friendship…was left?
It was at this moment that Shaya said," It made Altolia make up her mind about the path she should take in the future.
"There is an old saying in that ancient eastern country.”
"It's called relying on the mountain to fall, relying on everyone to run.”
"If it's something else, it's fine.”
"But how can you place your hopes on someone else when it comes to deciding the foundation of the kingdom?!”
Shaya suggested sincerely.
This time, there was no absurdity or exaggeration in his words.
He might really want to take Altoria's body.
However, that was something that would happen a long time later.
Before this, as the king chef, he sincerely wanted to make Altoria the perfect king in her dreams.
He would prove it in his own way.
Artolia, who had lofty ideals, was absolutely right!
She was the one who carried the firewood for everyone.
Shaya couldn't just watch her freeze to death in the snow.
"You once said that kings cannot be false.”
"Actually, the construction of a kingdom is also based on the same principle.”
"Those truly great royal industries have never been built with the help of others.”
"The Roman Empire, which covered the entire Mediterranean Sea, originated from a small Peninsula.”
"The Alexander Empire, which spans across Asia, Africa and Europe, was just a poor kingdom on the edge of Mount Olympus in the beginning.”
"The reason why they can become so powerful is because of their own hard work.”
"By the way, there's a story about a beggar becoming an emperor-do you want to hear it?”
……
As the king, Artolia gladly accepted Shire's suggestion.
Looking at the names that were specially marked, she temporarily gave up on these people.
Instead, he changed his target and set the planning of the kingdom as the most important thing at the moment.
"We can make use of the geographical advantage here and directly build a refuge in the nearby forest.”
"The scale of the fallout shelter doesn't need to be too big, but the food supply must be sufficient.”
"Also, we must arrange a path that is absolutely safe.”
Artoria said in high spirits.
At this moment, this remote and dangerous mountain forest had become the foundation of her royal career.
She would rebuild that sacred and solemn kingdom in the desolate world!
As for the name of this new kingdom…
Camelot?
"No."
Shaya felt that Altolia could be more ambitious.
"You are the King of Britain!"
"In my opinion, why don't we call it Holy Britain?”
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