I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

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A stirring sound was coming from somewhere, and Noknarea was the first to notice this anomaly.

"Artoria, what did you put in the chocolate? Why does it make those popping sounds? Is it gunpowder?"

"Impossible! I only put in what I think tastes good! Of course, you should put all the good things in, right?"

"Huh...all of them?"

Noknarea was taken aback.

Morgan sighed helplessly in the audience, while Du Wei stroked his chin, looking like he was waiting to see a good show.

The most interesting part is yet to come.

"These are all the ingredients here. It would be such a waste not to put them all together since we've prepared so many."

"This guy... really is... an idiot, isn't he?"

Noknarea had a bad feeling.

Instantly, the heart-shaped chocolate expanded several times its original size as if it had been reborn, and its overflowing magic swept around like a laser.

Morgan immediately deployed a barrier to protect the crowd.

However, the magical power that erupted was so great that some parts of the castle were directly pierced by the magic.

The ceiling collapsed, and cracks spread across the floor.

Those present were thrown into panic.

"Is he the kind of idiot who would shove a giant dragon into a box without thinking twice, just for convenience?!"

Noknarea immediately started cursing.

Castor's face flushed red as he looked at the mess he had made; he had truly brought shame upon himself and his family.

He couldn't utter a single word.

Next up was their joint battle against the chocolate, and the audience members who couldn't get involved all fled.

Du Wei and Morgan, who were observing from the sidelines, did not intervene.

Their only responsibility is to ensure the safety of personnel.

Since it's a mess you made, you have to deal with it yourself, no matter how bitter it is.

After a grueling battle that lasted half an hour.

Castor and Noknarea finally finished off the chocolate, and only they know how difficult the process was.

"Seriously... the stuff I made is such a pain...!"

"It's troublesome... but I'm sure that chocolate will be delicious... it's just that something unexpected happened..."

"How could I lose to them? What bad luck!"

Noknarea could only sigh at this.

One failure doesn't mean it's over; as long as she's here, she'll keep fighting and working hard.

The magical energy surged throughout the entire hall.

The parts destroyed in the battle were repaired and filled by Morgan, and in the blink of an eye, they were back to their perfect state.

"Cast, I'll personally re-teach you the lesson later. Be prepared to receive the instruction."

"Ugh... It's over..."

Castor, who was dragged away by Morgan, was on the verge of tears.

What awaits her next is a training experience comparable to hellish level 1.1.

Noknarea had just felt the immense pressure from Morgan, and she had absolutely no chance of winning in a direct confrontation with him.

Fortunately, Morgan didn't seem to be targeting her.

Only Caster was locked.

"I'm sorry, my upbringing is lacking, I've embarrassed you."

I wonder if they'd like to talk to me now? If so, I would be very grateful.

Duve came to Noknarea.

Having become the loser, she was speechless.

However, it would be wishful thinking to try to defeat her with words; one or two defeats mean nothing.

Du Wei knew this too.

So he simply wanted to have a chat this time.

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Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Reasons for Becoming King [Please Subscribe! Please Give Flowers!]

Duvie and Noknarea were moved to the courtyard.

There was none of the noise from inside the palace here.

Duvie confronts her not only as Britain itself, but also as his own fairy knight.

"Did the situation just now cause you any trouble?"

"There are some problems, but I didn't expect Caster to go that far. However, this experience has given me a better understanding of her personality. I imagine it's not easy for you to discipline her normally, is it?"

The farce just happened shows how clumsy Castor is.

Considering that Du Wei had raised her step by step, Noknarea's expression held a hint of schadenfreude.

If it were her, she would also be overwhelmed.

"There are troubles, but they are also very interesting. At least I haven't felt tired yet. Over the long years, sometimes the trivial matters have provided me with a lot of fun."

"...You really think that way...I'm impressed...It's the greatest happiness for that idiot Caster to have you leading her. I think I understand why she was so reluctant to give you up."

Du Wei recalls the past without any burden.

He found each problem-solving interesting, especially the process of teaching Custer, which gave him unique insights.

While teaching him, I also let him learn something.

Every little detail of the memories is wonderful.

"Let me make this clear: I have no intention of admitting defeat. Losing this chocolate competition doesn't mean I can't challenge next time. I'll challenge you whenever I have the chance, and I'll make you completely acknowledge me."

Noknarea's eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit.

There was no indication that the fire was shrinking.

"Ha, are you not satisfied with this Britain?"

Du Wei examined it with great interest.

If Noknarea was born under his ideals, then there must be a reason for her to be allowed to exist.

This is what Du Wei wants to know.

"Not good enough. Britain is not good enough now. The royal clan is similar to the relationship between the queen bee and the worker bee, or the relationship between the king and his followers. The previous queen of the royal clan, Meb, used her personal strength to gain the strength of the whole country. I personally really like this policy."

"The current situation is that the royal clan is unable to achieve its goal, nor can it take the first step towards its ideal. Am I right?"

Noknarea seemed to have hit a nerve.

Since awakening, she has relied solely on her own soul; neither fairies nor humans have become part of her clan.

It's possible that she was born too early.

It could also be the pure principle of this demonic realm.

In short, she had very few members of the royal clan around her.

"You know the reason, and you're deliberately pointing it out here? That's right, I haven't even taken the first step, and I've already been captured by you guys in Edinburgh!"

Noknarea stared hatefully at Duvi.

It was as if that sharp gaze was meant to pierce right through him.

If Du Wei and the others hadn't arrived so quickly, perhaps she could have kept a low profile in Edinburgh and waited for the right opportunity.

"So you want me to apologize?"

Are you deliberately trying to provoke me?

Du Wei infuriated Noknarea.

In a true sense, you can't win a fight, and you can't get overly angry.

He lost to Duvey by force, and he also lost to Caster, whom he had excluded, by using chocolate.

It would be fair to say they suffered a complete defeat.

"Britain will not develop now because it is an ideal world maintained by the values ​​of one person. We need a large workforce and a lot of talent to build a more prosperous and beautiful country."

Noknarea explained her philosophy.