Chapter 20

"Big brother, wake up! The sun is shining on your butt!"

In the early morning, Sakura runs directly into Lin Ye's room and shakes his arm continuously. Big brother is good at everything, but he's a bit lazy. It's almost noon, why isn't he up yet?

"I know~"

Lin Ye climbs out of bed helplessly and looks at the alarm clock by the bed. "It's time for lunch. Sakura, let brother get ready, and we'll go eat lunch in a bit."

"Okay."

Sakura nods obediently and skips away. The little loli who hasn't experienced darkness still has the innocence and liveliness of a child. Watching Sakura's back, Lin Ye stretches and then says to the system:

"Let's simulate today's simulation first, system!"

[Yes, Master. Which character would you like to simulate today?]

"Hmm? Isn't there only the King left? Didn't Diarmuid clear the level yesterday? Doing it again probably won't be better than this time."

Diarmuid's last simulation was really good; even Lin Ye wouldn't dare say he could do better if he did it again.

[Therefore, the Master can choose to continue simulating Artoria Pendragon or re-draw a target character. Which do you choose?]

"Forget it, I won't draw again for now. Let's simulate Artoria first."

Lin Ye says this and looks at his attribute panel. He is so strong now; as the saying goes, 'not returning home after becoming rich is like walking in the dark in fine clothes.' Naturally, he wants to go play in the King Arthur era.

[Okay, life simulation begins. Target character: Artoria Pendragon.]

The system naturally won't disobey Lin Ye's orders. At this moment, Great Britain...

Standing on the walls of Camelot, looking at the completed Camelot castle, Artoria feels a sense of loss. Behind her, Merlin walks over curiously.

"What's wrong, my King Arthur? Camelot is built, but why do you still look so unhappy?"

Hearing Merlin's words, the King just shakes her head gently and says faintly:

"I'm fine, Merlin. I might just be a bit tired lately."

Tired? Perhaps only she knows that she isn't tired; she is just missing that person.

So much time has passed (reiterating that time flows differently in different worlds), and she hasn't heard that voice in her mind again, nor has she met the person she wants to meet.

Lin Ye!

Because of Lin Ye, she learned of Morgan's conspiracy. Originally, she was prepared to lead everyone to ambush Morgan at the wedding of King Pellinore, but for some reason, that woman didn't appear.

"Alright, King, today is the big day for selecting new knights. Let's go take a look together."

"Okay." The King nods and follows Merlin out.

The King and Merlin arrive at the training grounds. At this moment, the battle below has reached a white-hot stage. Especially noteworthy are four young knights who have cleanly defeated their opponents.

Of these four knights, the first is in white armor, his sword dancing in a way that leaves no gaps. His body seems to shine under the sun.

"He is called Gawain. I heard that when he was young, he was baptized by three fairies, who bestowed upon him three times the gentleness, glory, and strength. Truly a terrifying young man."

"Oh?" The King looks at Gawain below curiously. Sure enough, the strength this man possesses is completely abnormal; the knights opposite him basically can't block a single round from him.

"A good seedling, but..." The King remembers the content of the previous simulation.

The failed Morgan returned home and once again sent her sons Gawain, Agravain, Gareth, and Gaheris to infiltrate Camelot as spies.

"So, this Gawain is one of Morgan's people?"

The King frowns as she looks at Gawain below, but after a while, she adjusts her mindset.

"No matter who he is, as long as he hasn't committed a crime, I have no right to punish them. Let's watch a bit more."

The King is still merciful. She looks at the second battlefield, where the most prominent figure is a young man with a gloomy face. Merlin immediately says:

"Agravain, Gawain's brother. He looks like a very capable person."

"Hmm." The King nods in understanding and looks directly at the third arena.

This time, standing in the arena is a tall knight holding a peculiar long spear. This knight stands there like a mountain, and no enemy can block his attack.

The commentator Merlin appears again: "Percival. Look at that spear... tsk tsk, I predict he will become a great knight in the future."

"Oh? Such high praise?" The King looks at Percival below in surprise. Sure enough, this white-haired man gives a sense of holiness and steadiness; he looks like a typical knight.

"A good person. Hmm? This fourth arena..."

Artoria looks at the fourth arena again. The most prominent knight in this arena is actually a young man with a handsome face. And most importantly, he! Only has one arm!

"Duke Lucan's brother. Don't look at the fact that he only has one hand; eight or nine knights are no match for him. By the way, his name is Bedivere."

Bedivere? Percival? Agravain? Gawain?

The four great Round Table Knights appear!

The four are worthy of being the leaders of the future Round Table Knights. Soon, the four of them stand out in their respective arenas and arrive before the King.

"Percival!"

"Bedivere!"

"Agravain!"

"Gawain!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty King Arthur!" X4!

Before the viewing platform, the four knights kneel respectfully on one knee before the King. Looking at the four knights, the King smiles, picks up the sword in her hand, and begins the knighthood ceremony for the four.

"Percival! Bedivere! Agravain! Gawain! I ask you, can you do this?"

"Fearless in the face of powerful enemies!"

"Loyal and righteous, with a clear conscience!"

"Honest and truthful, never lying even unto death!"

"Protect the weak, without questioning the heavens!"

Hearing King Arthur's words, the four knights bow their heads simultaneously and recite their declaration in unison:

"I swear!"

"I will always treat the weak with kindness!"

"I will bravely confront the strong!"

"I will fight for the truth!"

"I will raise my sword to protect!"

"I will treat my brothers with kindness!"

"I will treat my friends with sincerity!"

"I will treat love with fidelity!"

"I will always be loyal to my master!"

As the four knights swear their loyalty, Artoria raises her Sword in the Stone, places it on each of their shoulders, and says loudly:

"In the name of Arthur Pendragon! I grant you the title of knight! Do you accept?"

"Swear loyalty to the King unto death!" X4!