Demon King Priest

Chapter 111: Arcelia's Memories

On the other side of the island, in the sea of pink flowers, Arcelia was holding the pink rabbit sitting among the flowers. Some beautiful butterflies were flying around her head, and occasionally a few would stop on her beautiful blonde hair. A breeze blew by, several pink petals fell on her cold steel armor.

Arcelia put the petals that fell on her armor in her little white hands, sighed, and said with some nostalgia, "It's really beautiful petals. How long hasn't I been resting in the flowers like I do now? It seems that after I pulled out this Phantasm holy sword Excalibur from that stone, I never had a chance to rest again! "

In the trance, she went back to the moment when she pulled out the holy sword...

"Arcelia? You have to understand that from the moment you pull out this sword, you are no longer an ordinary girl. You will no longer have everything that an ordinary girl has. From now on, you can only be a 'king'." An old man in a black mage robe in front of her said to her earnestly.

The person who said this was the most respected mage and wise man in the country, and his words had never been wrong.

"Really? When I pull out this sword, will I lose everything that an ordinary girl has?" She sighed slightly, but there was no hesitation in the movement in her hand. She already tightly grasped the hilt of the golden sword in front of her.

The sky was high, clouds were flowing fast, and the ubiquitous wind blew her long golden hair. In front of her was the golden knight sword inserted in the stone, with a gold inscription on the hilt, "He who pulls this sword out of the rock should become the King of Englandthe one who possesses the supreme title of the knight of the holy sword." Before her, many brave knights had tried to pull this sword out of the stone, but they all failed. Among them, there was no shortage of masters who had reached the top of level six, and she was just a knight who had just stepped into the realm of level six.

However, as a member of royal blood, she had taken being a king who could give the people happiness as her greatest ideal in life from the beginning. It was not for any power or money, but simply wanting to be a good king.

Originally, according to the general procedure, although she had royal blood, because her succession rank was further behind other people, there was no hope of becoming a king. But the domestic rebellion gave her a chance. The original king, her father, died in the battle with the rebel army. In order to suppress the rebel army with many 7th-level masters, the royal family decided to use the legendary Phantasm, the holy sword Excalibur, which could choose the master by itself, to decide the new king.

Now, in front of her, a dozen knights who also had royal blood had tried to pull this holy sword out of the stone, but they had all failed, and she was the last sixth-level knight with royal blood. If she didn't have the strength of the sixth level and the blood of the royal family, she would not even be qualified to draw this holy sword.

O' the legendary holy sword, if you could hear the voice in my heart, please respond to me! In order to protect the land and innocent people of this country, in order to make their faces full of smiles again, I, Arcelia, would like to exchange everything I have for your strength.' She prayed in her heart, and then began to draw the sword.

The sword seemed to be easily pulled up by her, and at the same time her whole body was protected by the golden light, and she faintly felt that something had entered her body. Then a set of icy steel armor appeared on her body. This was a set of armor with beautiful magic runes engraved on the surface. Even surrounded by golden light, it still exuded a cold air like moonlight.

From that moment on, the knight girl named Arcelia disappeared, and everyone except one person began to look at her with respect, calling her the supreme king.

Then, the era that people called the King of the Holy Sword began. Under the power of the holy sword, the powerful people of the rebel army lost the fight one after another. In the war that the king participated in, no enemy could resist the attack of the army led by the king. In just a short year, the rebel army was completely wiped out.

The God of War, the Knight of the Holy Sword, the King of England, countless honors had been added to her. She was praised as the Incarnation of the Dragon and became synonymous with invincibility. The surrounding countries all began to pledge allegiance to England. Now that she thought about it, it was a time of concentration and galloping as a king! That was also her happiest period of time. Seeing the grateful glances from the people when they looked at her, she would forget all sorrows.

At the same time, she was not alone in the battle. By her side, there were the Twelve Knights of the Round Table who swore allegiance to her, as well as her favorite and most precious girl with the same face as her, her twin sister- Arnalia.

But...

"Uh! Good wine! After so many days, I finally tasted the taste of wine again! Ulysses is really an idiot. Why didn't he tell me that he has wine? He made me live in pain for so many days! Uh!" At that moment, the voice of a hiccuping girl suddenly interrupted Arcelia's memory.

Oh no! !' The familiar spirit called Aya said that she should not be seen by anyone other than Helen and her on this desert island. The moment he heard the girl's voice, Arcelia immediately hid in the flowers, trying to escape the girl's sight.

But her worries seemed unnecessary, because she soon discovered that the girl who made the noise seemed to be drunk and was lying in the corner of the sea of flowers sleeping! The words just now seemed to be just sleep-talks.

She approached the girl carefully. This was a very beautiful girl, with a delicate and charming beautiful face, and an alluring curvy figure, but the black cloak she was wearing seemed to be somewhat inconsistent with her identity as a girl. Generally speaking, this kind of cloak was worn by mercenaries who traveled around on the continent frequently. Girls shouldn't wear this kind of horrible black cloak.

However, she didn't seem to have any qualifications to talk about others. Arcelia looked at the armor engraved with beautiful magic runes on her body, and smiled bitterly. When she became a king, she wore this weightless armor with extremely high physical and magical defenses almost every day. Because it was part of the holy sword, everyone would show respect when they saw this armor. Only in front of her sister, the only person who still treated her as a relative rather than a king, would she take off this armor and put on the clothes of an ordinary girl.

What should I do? Is it to let her wake up by herself? Or should I ask Aya or Helen to come and take her away, or take her to the cave?' Looking at the blushing girl lying on the ground, Arcelia felt very troubled.

"Uh! Ulysses! Bring some more wine!" The girl lying on the ground began to talk in sleep again.

Mhm! It's better to find the familiar spirit called Aya to solve this problem.' After thinking for a while, Arcelia made the decision. Then she hugged the pink rabbit in her arms and ran back in the direction she had just come.

When Arcelia ran to the place where she just cut the tree, it was easy to find Aya who was carving something on the wood.

"You mean, Rasputin is lying drunk in the sea of pink flowers? On this desert island, where did she get the wine! Ah! Master must have given it to her! Master is really soft to girls!" Hearing Arcelia's report, Aya had a headache. Now she didn't have the free time to deal with such trivial matters!

"Mhm! I can't walk away now, but..." Aya took out a small bell, "You go to the beach in that direction. Helen should be with the master at this time. You ring this bell when you get near them. Helen should come over immediately, you tell her about this, let her and the master handle it. But remember, never get too close to them, you can never let the master know about your existence for now."

"Got it." Arcelia took the bell in Aya's hand and walked in the direction she was pointing.

...

"So, the village where I was born was a poor but peaceful village..." When Ulysses was telling Helen about his village, Helen, who was sitting in front of him, suddenly stood up with a strange expression on her face. She seemed to suddenly think of something.

"Helen? What's wrong? Is there something wrong in the class I taught?" Seeing Helen stood up suddenly, Ulysses was a little confused, and he began to carefully recall what he had just said.

"Um! Nothing like that! Sorry, Daddy, I have something that I need to do. Can you wait for me?" Helen shook her head and ran away quickly.

"Helen?!" Ulysses shouted to Helen's back. He was really worried. It was the first time that Helen left during his class like this.

"It's a girl's business! Please don't come here, Daddy!" Helen turned around, smiled at him, and said.

"Uh! Girl's business? Could it be..." Hearing Helen's answer, Ulysses's face flushed suddenly, and he stopped immediately.