The surging sound spread, and everyone in the magic capital heard this cry.

An Zhe stood in the crowd and couldn't help but smack his lips.

This face, domineering......

After glancing at the time, Qianshan said softly: "It's almost time, please give a speech to my king, and open the Xingwu Festival." ”

Gently bowing her head, under the gaze of everyone, King Arthur took a few steps forward, the blue shawl on her body slowly swayed, and a golden holy sword suddenly appeared in her hand!

An Zhe's pupils in the audience condensed slightly, and his eyes fell on the holy sword, and he was slightly shocked!

The sword of victory in the oath has a scabbard!

Is that......

Avalon, the distant ideal township!!

It's a magical treasure that has super defense and healing powers, and it can even stop aging!

An Zhe was slightly surprised in his heart, but he didn't think much about it. After all, in this magical world, Saber has even obtained the Holy Grail and successfully developed her empire into what it is today, so it is not surprising that she has recovered her lost treasure, Avalon.

Boom!

Placing the holy sword lightly on the ground, the Knight King rested his hands on the hilt of the sword, looking down on the thousands of students below.

Next, there was a long opening speech, and An Zhe looked at the knight king on the stage with a strange heart, and a special novel feeling arose.

I've never seen this before......

However, no matter what time it is, this kind of political speech will always make people drowsy.

At this point, it has nothing to do with the person who is speaking......

Ah, even if Saber is talking, but I really can't adapt to this kind of thing......

An Zhe couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, so he simply handed it over to the rational personality to control the body.

……

After the half-hour-long speech, under the loud announcement of the Knight King, the Star Martial Festival of the Demon Capital Academy finally officially began!

And on the most central training ground, the students who signed up will also start their competition.

Before that, there will be an exhibition match between the champions and runners-up of the previous year, which is a warm-up activity before the game.

An Zhe didn't have any interest in these people's competition, and after the crowd dispersed and sat down, he had to sit down there obediently.

Today's situation was exceptional, and he did not have the opportunity to meet King Arthur now, because today was the first day, and King Arthur would have to sit there and watch the ceremony.

After that, she will only go to watch the 16th quarterfinals and the subsequent events, and she will not run to watch the events in the next few days.

In the venue, the two former students have already started the competition, as the champion and runner-up of the previous session, the two fought again after two years, which is naturally very exciting.

Now that both of them have grown into sixth-order abilities, they have also left the academy, and after receiving the invitation, they returned and were invited to be the opening guests.

The abilities of the two are not bad, and the battle between the sixth-order ability is already a very eye-catching thing for others, but this kind of battle is a bit boring for An Zhe.

His experience during this period is far richer than this kind of scene.

Even the existence of the seventh order had seen so much, and his vision had unconsciously become higher.

It wasn't until now that he realized that he had already experienced so much.

The performance of the competition, naturally, also stopped, and then the real competition began.

Although An Zhe has strong combat power, everything is based on his popularity value, although he has a chance to gain popularity points by participating in this kind of thing, there are too many drawbacks, and he naturally will not play.

His eyes fell on the high platform, and he saw his father, Angus, who was also sitting beside Mezas.

Due to the appearance of King Arthur, many people ignore that these two people are actually rare big shots.

But that's fine、、

The event is in full swing, and the magic capital on this day is extremely lively, and people from all over the world come to the magic capital for this day, and the atmosphere is naturally very warm.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the day's big competition came to an end.

An Zhe walked in the academy and walked towards the core area of the academy.

There is a god crack fire weaving here, and there is no need for others to guard it, so it is rarely crowded. When he got there, he saw a figure standing quietly in the distance.

After seeing An Zhe coming, the man immediately took a few steps forward and bowed slightly towards An Zhe: "Young Master An Zhe." ”

This person is his real home: the butler in the Duke's Palace, Ling Zuo Yuanmu.

Seeing this person who was very familiar in his memory, An Zhe had a faint smile on his face.

"Uncle Ling, it's been a long time."

"Yes, the young master went out, but he hasn't been back for a long time." Ling Zuo Yuanmu was actually just a middle-aged man, and he was very respectful to An Zhe.

"Well, it's not convenient to talk here, let's go first. Father, are they in there? ”

"Yes, I'll go and report to the young master."

……

Walking into the room, Anzhe saw Angus, Mezas, the saint god Split Fire Weaving and others were all present, at this time they were sitting there quietly, and in front of them sat an extremely familiar figure, it was King Arthur: Artoria Pendragon!

"I've seen my king, several lords, and saints."

An Zhe hurriedly saluted, the identities of the people present were all higher than him, at this time, he naturally couldn't be reckless, and immediately made standard etiquette, and the camouflage skill of the rational personality was immediately activated.

He exhaled in his heart, he almost shouted Saber just now......

In this world, King Arthur doesn't have that name!

"No courtesy. Anzhe, I remember we met. Are you now the heir to the 'Black Hero'? ”

A calm voice sounded, and An Zhe was slightly surprised.

Does she already know about Bahamut, the god dragon......

"Yes, but I haven't really inherited the imperial treasure yet, so I can only say that I have just awakened."

Since Weaving Spotted Qiandong handed over the god dragon Bahamut to him, he has also figured it out, anyway, this machine dragon can't be used by others, so he might as well admit it generously.

But the responsibility it bears will fall on its own shoulders.

However, the matter of guarding this empire also seems to have something to do with itself??

Who made the king the dumb king......

"Well, there's no need to rush it. Black Hero...... I am ashamed of the martyr who died for his country. ”

King Arthur sighed lightly: "Anzhe, your father, Duke Angus, assisted me in making great contributions, so I gave him a fief. As his heir, you could have been rich all your life. But now that the Imperial Treasure has chosen you, I want you to take on the responsibilities of the Black Hero. ”

"My king's words are serious, and it is a matter of dogs." Angus spoke for Anzhe first.

It's just that although An Zhe himself nodded seriously on the surface, he had strange thoughts in his heart.

Well...... I don't really like to fight and kill at all......

My greatest wish is...... Flirting with girls, world peace is coming......