When Lu Yi's eyes moved slowly above the sky.

The magnificent star palace, which had lost its form in the outer orbit, also began to gradually accelerate along the earth-star orbit.

The Zhoutian Xingdou Palace, which could not be detected by any human means, stopped again, surrounded by countless neon lights in the darkness below.

A piece of light that is independent from the mainland, so dazzling that it is almost impossible to take your eyes away.

The pearl of Europe, the country of Protestantism.

The place where the King of Destiny rules - Holy Brittany.

"Holy Brittany..."

As Lu Yi's eyes followed the formation above Zhoutian Xingdou Hall, he dropped his gaze.

‘Pendragon Palace’ on the outskirts of the capital of Brittany.

Even late at night, there are patches of hustle and bustle.

The magnificently decorated King's Hall is empty and huge.

Along the 'Road of Glory' paved with golden carpets in the middle.

Almost all the dignitaries from all over Brittany have gathered from all over this island country.

Tonight, the holy king of Brittany.

To give a speech in this supreme palace.

No one knew the content of the speech, and no one dared to ask.

In Brittany, which has been declared 'holy' by the Pope, no one dares to disobey the will of the King of Destiny.

"..."

Just when the King's Hall was bustling with people, they were quietly waiting for the time to come.

In the harem of Pendragon Palace.

A group of maids looked a little nervous and looked at each other.

The king of Brittany stood quietly by the window wearing silver armor that seemed to never take off.

Looking out from here, you can see the almost endless crowd of people outside Pendragon Palace.

These are people from all over Brittany.

The girl-like court magician stood quietly behind the blond king, her pointed ears trembling, her eyes always involuntarily looking at the figure in red standing side by side with the King of Brittany.

"Busty city! Fanatical people!

”

"All this always reminds me of the noisy summer nights in Homer City!"

As the ancient tyrant in red chuckled with unknown meaning.

Merlin's body trembled involuntarily.

Her most worrying words have already reached her ears.

"King of Brittany! Are you ready?"

"Tonight, declare war on the alliance of false gods."

"..."

Facing the red tyrant, he chuckled with a little joking.

The girl king wearing a bright crown has her eyes twinkling.

I don’t know when I turned my head and looked directly at the ‘colleagues’ wearing theatrical masks on their faces.

The sound coming out of my mouth is only cold and indifferent.

"Your Majesty Nero, the will of the gods... will be carried out."

"Tonight, I will declare war on the Papal Court on behalf of Holy Brittany."

"It's just..."

Having said this, his emerald-like eyes blinked slightly.

The girl who was regarded as the destined king by the people of Brittany looked directly at the ancient emperor in front of her.

"According to the will of the gods, the entire Europe will be divided into two."

"Your Majesty Nero, if you cannot recall your army minions."

"This world... will never have another Homer epic again."

"..."

"Oh?"

It's like hearing the funniest joke in the world.

The tyrant in red clutched his stomach and bent down unceremoniously.

A burst of laughter that seemed completely uncontrollable came from his mouth.

But when its masked face is turned around.

On the mask that was supposed to show laughter, there was only a mocking chuckle with a sarcastic meaning.

At this time, the aura of the red tyrant condensed.

In fact, even the dozen or so maids with abilities selected from all over Brittany had to leave the palace with ugly faces.

"King of Brittany! Arturia Pendragon... Sir!"

Through the mask, the Homeric tyrant in red looked directly at the blond girl with an indifferent expression in front of him.

"The second Homer will surely be rebuilt!"

"And you..."

Stretching out his hand and patting Artoria's shoulder armor, the emperor in red was already striding out.

"If it weren't for the love of gods."

"Both you and Brittany will disappear forever and cease to exist!"

"..."

When Nero's figure gradually disappeared.

The palace of the King of Brittany also fell into a brief silence.

After a while, the voice of the magician Merlin sounded a little weak.

"Artoria!"

"Tonight, do we really want to declare war on the Pope's Chamber?"

"..."

Following Merlin's questioning voice full of anxiety and suspicion.

Arturia, with shining armor and a crown, trembled all over.

Looking out the window at the enthusiastic crowd, there is a hint of struggle and complexity.

Then, he shook his head and said:

"Merlin, my best friend."

"We cannot violate God's will..."

"If Brittany wants to continue to stand in the new world, tonight, there is no choice!"

After saying that, the blue velvet cloak behind him was suddenly swung.

The figure of the Girl King has already strode towards the outside of the palace.

……

……

Meanwhile, King's Hall.

When all the dignitaries from all over Brittany gathered here.

This palace built with glory and power is Brittany itself.

As the new Archbishop of the Breton Protestant Church.

With the support of the King of Destiny, Connais has almost unified the voice of the entire Protestant religion.

This is also the pinnacle of his power.

In accordance with the agreement between the Breton Protestant Church and the Holy Alliance Papal Court.

Protestantism will not give birth to a pope.
To be continued...