Blue-Eyes White Dragon: Adopted by the King of Knights [37]

The god, having acquired a new power, descended beside the king in a completely new form.

No doubt about it—this was showing off. But at the same time, it was also a demonstration of divine authority to the mortal realm.

“So beautiful!”

Artoria praised Bluey’s new form from the heart.

Compared to the former Blue-Eyes White Dragon, whose enormous wingspan could blot out the entire village, this new Dragon Spirit of White was far more "petite" and far more restrained in its presence.

Its current body was only about the size of a three-story house.

Still large, of course, but no longer exuding that overwhelming pressure of a mountain crashing down from the sky.

Likewise, the aura emanating from Bluey was no longer harsh and domineering, but suffused with a sacred, solemn quality.

The radiant glow spilling from the dragon’s body obscured the fearsome gleam of its scales, revealing a more elegant and transcendent form—in fact, floating in the sky as it did now, it looked more like a colossal sculpture carved from flawless white jade than a living creature.

“Beautiful, huh? I feel a little awkward in it, honestly…”

“But yeah, it’s definitely a new power.”

Bluey flapped his wings in the sky.

In the next moment, beams of white light descended from his body, gently falling over Artoria and the villagers around her.

The light was warm, like a spring breeze brushing across their faces, washing away the fatigue in their bodies. At the same time, it carried a mysterious energy—when Artoria briefly focused on it, she realized it was a divine blessing in the form of a defensive enchantment. It dramatically increased the recipients’ resistance to mystery.

“Hmm… I guess that’s somewhat useful?”

Artoria nodded, a bit hesitantly—after all, she was the Red Dragon King, endowed with top-tier anti-magic resistance. A blessing like this had no real effect on her.

As for the others… well, what normal person goes around needing magic immunity?

“Of course, that’s not all it does. Its main function is to protect your kingdom. Evil forces will no longer be able to breach your borders.”

Bluey explained further.

This was, in truth, the real significance behind a Holy Pact forged between a god and a Sacred King.

The king gathers the hearts of the people in the name of the divine; the god, through the king’s authority, extends his power into the mortal world. From now on, Artoria’s kingdom would become Bluey’s sanctuary, and his influence could flow into every corner of this land.

“No conflict may disturb the sanctuary. No violence may defile the mortal realm.”

“Those wicked magi will no longer be able to stir up trouble within this sacred kingdom.”

“All evil shall be exposed beneath the light of divinity.”

In plainer terms:

It’s basically a massive barrier + magic detection radar.

Guys like Merlin won’t be able to just appear and disappear whenever they feel like it anymore!

Realizing this, Artoria instantly looked up at the jade-like dragon soaring in the sky. Her emerald eyes sparkled.

“Woooow~”

“That’s seriously useful!”

…

Bluey came as quickly as he left.

He only lingered above the logging site for less than five minutes.

But those five minutes were more than enough to become the talk of the kingdom for the next six months.

Those who had personally witnessed the dragon god’s splendor recounted the experience again and again—stories that started out ordinary but became extraordinary in their retelling. In the taverns, people began spreading tales like “Just when we were at our limit, the divine one appeared and blessed us with a holy light that restored our strength.”

And thanks to this new wave of attention, poor Kay—who could no longer get free drinks with his recycled stories—was now seriously considering tracking down his old pal “Little Dragon” to see if they could cook up some new material together.

Peaceful within. Everyone hopeful for the future—that was the true face of this fledgling kingdom.

But outside its borders… things weren’t quite so tranquil.

“Your Majesty, according to reports from our merchants… there seem to be some very unfavorable rumors circulating in the other kingdoms.”

Bedivere cautiously relayed the news to Artoria.

But honestly, even if he hadn’t, she already knew what was going on.

Morgan le Fay—acknowledged by every ruler as Uther’s daughter, and technically the rightful heir to the throne of Camelot—had suddenly raised the royal standard of Camelot herself. Standing beneath it, she publicly declared that Artoria was nothing more than a shameful illegitimate child, with no rightful claim to the throne.

At the same time, she offered herself as the prize in a contest: she invited the eight most powerful kings of the current era to join forces against Artoria and her new kingdom—announcing that she would marry the final victor.

Without a doubt, it was a trap.

Artoria, having already spoken with Morgan beforehand, understood her sister’s intention—this was a deliberate gathering of all their enemies in one place.

What remained… was simply to let the world witness the might of the Red Dragon King. To pave the way for the true King of Britain with the blood and bodies of pretenders.

“But isn’t that a bit too extreme on her part?”

“Even if we win in the end… wouldn’t her reputation be in tatters?”

Truthfully, Artoria was deeply opposed to Morgan’s “lure them in and crush them” strategy.

She didn’t need tactics like that to win. She could defeat those kings—maybe not as quickly, maybe not as dramatically—but she’d never willingly sacrifice her sister’s honor to do it.

In her eyes, that price was entirely unnecessary.

But Morgan insisted.

Then again… from a different perspective…

What kind of situation would drive a proud and reserved princess to abandon even her last shred of dignity?

No doubt about it—she truly wants those kings dead.

Merlin, while marveling at the princess’s vindictive nature, quietly reminded himself never to cross paths with her.

—Incidentally, thanks to Bluey’s newly active Mausoleum of White, Merlin had actually knocked on the door today instead of just popping in unannounced.

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