I'm really not a top magician

"Look at that!"

Then there were countless screams, and they pointed their fingers at the darkness in the distance, and most people turned around.

In the pitch black darkness in the distance, a brilliant light suddenly bloomed.

Like a rainbow,

Like the sun,

But these metaphors are wrong.

It's more like hope!

That's right,

After seeing this light, the word emerged in everyone's mind.

This is the light of hope,

But the light did not disappear quickly. Instead, it gradually expanded, like a drop of white watercolor in black water.

A tiny speck of light appeared in the distance, then gradually spread, encroaching on the darkness as if absorbing water. Soon, in less than ten seconds, the sky over Fuyuki City was filled with daylight for nearly five seconds. This daylight, born from the darkness of night, seemed like a miracle to the citizens.

And not only that,

This ray of hope seemed to be filled with some kind of magic. Those who were illuminated by this light felt a power burning in their bodies. They, who were usually timid, thin and helpless, suddenly gained the power to resist the injustice of the world under the bathing of this light of hope.

At the same time, after Altria used her Noble Phantasm, she felt endless power all over her body.

Altria, neither has Saber's Sword of Contracted Victory nor Lancer's Spear of Shining in the End.

As a caster, all she has is the rod of choice in her hand.

And as this Noble Phantasm that carries hope to mankind!

That's right,

Under the illumination of this treasure, everyone can be greatly strengthened in all aspects.

And now, in the face of despair, this is the time for Altria to bloom the light of her own hope!

"boom!"

The light cannon, released by a huge amount of magic power, hit a pink wall.

These are seven magical shields that Artoria created, imitating the bronze shield wrapped in seven layers of cowhide (six layers were penetrated, with one layer remaining) that Ajax used to block Hector's spear in Greek mythology during the Trojan War.

With the help of the strengthening effect of the Noble Phantasm, Artoria used up all her magic power to create the most perfect shield she could.

This combined attack from the evil dragon Fafnir and the black-armored female knight was blocked by the pink wall.

"Oh, that's quite interesting." The black-armored female knight couldn't help but praise.

But this level alone is far from enough.

"Snapped!"

"Clap!"

The shield lasted less than two seconds before two lines of defense were broken through.

The impact force generated by the shock wave hitting the shield pushed Altria's body backwards, and even the sleeves on her hands holding the staff were shattered by this powerful magic.

"Clap!"

Two more shields were broken.

In less than ten seconds,

Four of the seven shields that Altria had created with all her might were broken.

The magic power was transferred from her hands to the staff.

But at this moment, it can be clearly seen that the veins in Altria's hands are bulging, and occasionally the sound of muscles breaking can be heard.

"Snapped!"

Another shield is broken,

As the five shields disappeared, Artoria gradually felt the high temperature released by the black flames of the evil dragon Fafnir.

The flames were blocked by the shield, but the heat generated by the high temperature began to melt all the metal and cement around Altria.

"Crack!"

Although the last two shields were the strongest, cracks still appeared under the impact of this attack, and even gaps appeared in some places.

The black smoke of the evil dragon Fafnir rushed through these small gaps and burned directly on Altria's hands.

After a while, her hands were already burned red by the flames. She no longer cared whether it was her skin or her arms that were burned. She now wanted to block this irresistible attack.

"Snapped!"

Another shield was shattered.

And the last shield began to crumble.

Click, click, click!

Countless cracks appeared.

It seemed like it would break in the next second.

"hateful!"

"Are you going to fail?"

"I can't hold on anymore"

Britain in the fifth century.

The island is in turmoil right now.

It begins with the collapse of the empire on the mainland.

Britain's power declined under the protection of the empire, and the unrest on the mainland brought new foreign enemies to the island nation.

In search of the necessities of life—food, clothing, shelter—in short, the Saxons, a foreign race, crossed the ocean in search of land.

Britain is an island nation ruled by numerous nations and kings.

Although there were constant disputes between tribes, due to the war with the Picts living in the north, the kings of the tribes worked together to guard against invasion from the north.

However, there was a king who caused a rift in this unity.

That king used foreign races to promote his own desires—to unify Britain.

His name is Vortigern, the humble king. He was born in Britain and is the incarnation of a white dragon who wants to destroy Britain.

Vortigern brought in the Saxons, throwing the entire island into the eye of a typhoon of chaos.

The fortress-city of Londinium, a British hub built when the empire still ruled the island, was destroyed.

Uther Pendragon, hailed as the greatest king, had just been defeated in battle against Vortigern, and his presence was forever hidden.

Vortigern gave the Saxons land, and although he temporarily calmed the foreign invasion by letting them rest, countless kings continued to resist.

Britain then entered the Dark Ages.

Chapter 318 Her Name is Altria

Fighting has become a part of daily life. The land is not fertile to begin with, and the crops on the island are quite scarce. People are living in poverty, and it is obvious that if this continues, the island will be destroyed in the near future.

But people have not lost hope.

Uther's assistant, the great magician Merlin who has always protected Britain, told people that this was just as the prophecy had predicted.

"King Uther's successor has been chosen. This person is the next king.

When the new king, the incarnation of the Red Dragon, appears, he will gather the Knights of the Round Table, and the White Dragon will be defeated.

The king is still alive, so the proof will appear soon."

Merlin's words spread across the island.

People are looking forward to the appearance of the future king.

The knights felt relieved by those words, but they also felt anxious, thinking that they might be chosen as the king.

Vortigern sought the king's successor even more violently.

That was ten years ago.

In fact, the king's heir will be fifteen this year. Five years before King Uther's death, he had already foreseen the battle with Vortigern and had already privately discussed with the magician and made plans to save Britain's heir.

——Altria

Since she was born, she has been raised as a "man".

She wore men's clothing and had her hair tied back. Because of her beauty, she was quite popular among the girls in town, but as an orphan adopted by an old knight, she was never considered a knight by the other knights.

Before the age of fifteen, even if she had a slender physique, she could still pass herself off as a man, but after that, she couldn't hide it anymore.

And now is the day chosen,

Whoever pulls out the sword of choice stuck in the stone will be the King of Britain.

The sword pierced into the rock is the holy sword that brings victory, and is the proof of the kingship more certain than blood.

Bloodline means nothing to a magician.

Only those who possess power, those who can save Britain, will be recognized by the sword.

Knights who long to revive Britain and seize the throne are gradually gathering in this town.

The sword pierced in the rock has witnessed countless knights,

But most of them left disappointed.

The crowd gathered around the King's selection, watching in fascination as the knights placed their hands on their sword hilts with serious expressions before walking away dejectedly.

There are knights who challenge several times without giving up.

There were also knights who cried out that something must have gone wrong.

There are also knights who pride themselves on their strength, as if they could lift entire rocks.

However, no one could draw the sword.

There was no sign of Merlin, who served the king.

The feeling of loss spread not only to the knights, but also to the people.

Is there no knight in this country who possesses the King's Certificate?

Is there no future for Britain?

By the way, is Merlin's prophecy true?

A feeling of unease began to spread among the knights.

The surroundings gradually returned to calm.

It was so lively just now, but now there is no one here.

The knights and the people left.

No one approached the rock where the sword was pierced.

Even how many people believe in the prophecy is doubtful.

The sword was discarded here as if it had never changed from the beginning.

"No matter who it is, I don't want to see it, let alone be..."

Artoria does not blame people for their fickleness.

Because that is a natural thing, and I accept it that way.

Altria's origins are both complex and unique.

Why do you have to pretend to be a man?

Why should we start practicing swordsmanship, learning about state affairs, and abandoning our human self-feelings from the moment we are old enough to understand?

Needless to say,

It's all for today.