All the heroes of the world are gathered here today!
Looking at the neat steps of the Knights, the entire Royal City of Camelot was surrounded by a continuous ten-mile-long encampment, with horses neighing and human voices clamoring, truly making Kailar lose himself.
Pointing his staff, Kailar burst into laughter: "Look! Lily! Do you see the ten-mile-long encampment below! This is exactly what I've been waiting for! Can you imagine the feeling of these hundred thousand people crashing into the enemy, being used by me as if they were my own arms!" Turning his head, Kailar was as happy and excited as a child: "This is exactly what I need! This is exactly what I've been waiting for!"
As if understanding something, Artoria, sitting on her horse, softly asked: "Hey, Kailar, is commanding this vast army what you want?"
Kailar turned his head, displeased, and said: "What foolishness are you speaking! Haven't you always been clear about everything I do, everything I want!" Kailar's gaze fixed on Artoria: "Aren't you the clearest one!"
Kailar's gaze seemed to penetrate people's hearts, and Artoria almost blurted out her secret.
"Alright, stop being silly, Lily, I know you're nervous… but this matter has already been decided by Merlin and the others. You just need to show your face a little and let them know the grace of a female Knight." Kailar was still worried that Artoria was fretting over the Sword of Victory. He instantly exposed both their plans, and Artoria's heart nearly leaped out of her throat. Barely holding back a gasp, she finally understood how merchants felt when being schemed against or bargaining with Kailar: a single word from Kailar could expose their little schemes, not to mention Kailar's nonchalant attitude, which instantly made them question their own intelligence, followed by Kailar's direct haggling technique… The final result was always the number that satisfied Kailar the most… Artoria subtly moved a few steps away from Kailar… Being utterly unsuited to deceit and concealment, she felt an instinctive panic when lying to Kailar: it was the instinct of someone who, as a Knight's attendant and bodyguard from childhood, had never deceived Kailar… Conversely, Kailar had always schemed against others, instinctively not using such calculating power on those close to him, which ironically allowed Artoria to escape this time.
The Red Leaf Ridge camp was to the east, directly facing the direction they came from. There was no rush to enter the city; they set up camp on the designated ground. Red Leaf Ridge alone had eight thousand legitimate Knights, a proportion that was startling.
Next, there was no time for leisure. The four Grand Dukes of the southeast, northwest, and southwest had finally gathered. As former personal guards to King Uther, visiting each other was a must.
As the successor, Kailar naturally had to go along to exchange pleasantries. After his father's passing, it would, of course, still be Kailar dealing with their successors.
Kailar knew that among the heirs of these three Grand Dukes, there would certainly be several Knights of the Round Table. The one hundred and fifty Knights of the Round Table included Kings, Grand Dukes, nobles, and titled Knights, all a result of political compromise.
Kailar had seen through the true nature of this so-called equality from the very beginning.
Just think! Two thousand five hundred years ago, China was still in a slave society! Two thousand five hundred years ago, Rome was still putting slaves and beasts in cages to watch as entertainment! How could you Celts possibly have a Round Table that rendered the King useless, suddenly advancing the parliamentary system by thousands of years?
You couldn't possibly fantasize two thousand five hundred years into the future, could you?!
Political compromise!
King Arthur had not fully integrated the military power of the nobles; instead, he used the Round Table as a means of compromise to integrate all of Camelot. Presumably, his identity as a bastard made him slightly insecure, preventing him from immediately integrating the disparate nobles. After resisting foreign invasions, the forces loyal to the Royal Family were almost completely depleted. By the time he wanted to integrate the noble forces, he found himself powerless.
Presumably, Lancelot's ability to run off with Queen Nygever or fight as he pleased also stemmed from this principle, right? As the King of France, bringing Lancelot into the Knights of the Round Table was clearly a bad move. Firstly, Lancelot, known for "leaving no virgin in his territory," had a reputation for philandering that could easily disrupt the unity within the Knights of the Round Table. Secondly, as a King, even a minor one, Lancelot was the most formidable warrior among the Knights of the Round Table (Gawain was the leader of the Knights of the Round Table, but because Lancelot had the highest martial prowess, many warlike Knights implicitly followed him, leading to a minor schism within the Knights of the Round Table). Would Lancelot truly submit to King Arthur, who was also a King but inferior to him in martial prowess?
That fellow only relies on his father and the Holy Sword… Such thoughts would turn evil. Lancelot, who returned to France with absolute martial power to reclaim his throne, would despise King Arthur's martial prowess. When he received "Arondight" (it is said that Arondight was made up by Old Xu, originally named Arondight, the Sword of the Lake or the Sword of the Fairy, but in the future, it will enter FZ, so it will be called according to Old Xu's naming convention) from the Lady of the Lake, which could rival King Arthur's Sword of Victory, the emotion named jealousy took root and sprouted in Lancelot's heart.
As for his affair with Nygever, later generations called it a 'spiritual romance,' which is pure nonsense. Could you tolerate your wife, lying beside you, still yearning for someone else?
Not to mention Lancelot's numerous misdeeds in France; he exploited the lord's "privilege" to an utterly extreme level, as evidenced by the fact that Lancelot still yearned for Nygever, who had become a nun, even after the poem "The Death of King Arthur."
Lancelot was the destabilizing factor in the entire Britain Knight Order! Because he was not a Camelotian!
Kailar immediately saw the instability of the Knights of the Round Table system, especially when calculating from consequences to causes, which gave Kailar even greater confidence. Although he was well acquainted with Lancelot, public affairs were public, and private affairs were private. This was Camelot's feast, and Lancelot, a Frenchman, would absolutely not be allowed to disrupt it!
Kailar's determination was incredibly firm.
"Kailar, these are your three uncles!" Kailar looked at the three Grand Dukes, like four great mountains before him, and suddenly felt a bit exasperated. It was clear that these three men had all been close guards to the King. Not only did they hold noble titles, but even before that, they were more like Knights, possessing even larger and more robust physiques than Grand Duke Andre.
If one had to describe these three, it would be: a stag, a black bear, and a humpback whale.
Unlike his father's fierce, tiger-descending-the-mountain Domineering, these three Grand Dukes, just by their sheer size, were already imposing enough. Grand Dukes who could exert pressure without any action, simply by standing there... A fierce tiger, a stag, a black bear, a humpback whale... Kailar laughed heartily.