Fate: I Will Eventually Become the Hero of Justice

Chapter 171

"King Arthur? The king of Britain? I've heard of King Uther, but who exactly is King Arthur?" King Ban asked.

"He is the successor to King Uther," Lancelot replied. "Haven't you heard the recent rumors about King Arthur? He pulled the sword from the stone, traveled throughout Britain, and is renowned as the Red Dragon of Britain!"

"When did King Uther have a successor? Isn't he still at odds with the Saxons?"

"Father, that's old news. According to rumors from the returning merchants, King Uther passed away ten years ago, and Vortigern has already marched south to attack Camelot."

"Oh! So, what brings King Arthur here then? Is he here to borrow troops? If that's the case, let him know that Benoic has no troops to lend! And if he has any ideas about Benoic, inform him that our cavalry is unmatched!"

"Father, it doesn't seem like he's here to borrow troops or to invade Benoic. He merely mentioned that he has a big deal to offer you!"

"A big deal? Hmmm... What kind of person is he?"

"He's very composed, and he has been sitting in the palace for a while now, without changing his posture. He took only a sip of the wine I offered him at the beginning, which I assume was out of politeness, but he never drank any more of it... In fact, he merely touched his lips with the first sip, not in a reserved manner, but rather with caution and thoughtfulness, as though he was guarding himself against us."

"That's understandable. After all, who isn't aware of Benoic's reputation? By the way, do you know how old King Arthur is?"

"I'm not entirely sure, but he seems to be around thirteen years old."

"Only five years older than my grandson Galahad? Hahaha! A little child proclaiming himself as a king? Camelot is bound to fall apart eventually! Go on, Lancelot, throw that kid out of the palace for me!"

"Um... Father, I would recommend that you meet with King Arthur."

"Why?"

"He brought fifty guards with him, and each one of them appears to be a skilled and elite warrior! He seems like a king with considerable strength!"

"What can a child's soldiers accomplish? Are they more powerful than my own warriors?"

"Father..."

"That's enough, Lancelot! You show me the way! I'll bring the army over there and demonstrate to you what true Benoic warriors, not those British warriors, are made of!"

With a disdainful chuckle, King Ban led his soldiers back to Benoic, with Lancelot in tow towards the palace.

The streets were bustling with people going back and forth, and the marketplace was thriving, with vendors selling all sorts of fruits and exquisite bronze vessels. It was a vibrant and prosperous scene.

The Benoic palace was a castle with dappled shadows in the courtyard and over ten large trees that required multiple people to encircle them. There were no servants visible along the stone path, and in the distance, many people could be seen kneeling. The atmosphere was silent, but there was a sense of foreboding, much like the tall trees reaching towards the sky or the cold weapons displayed in the flower hall.

During the early fifth century, the Burgundians launched an invasion of the west bank of the Rhine, sparking the struggle for Gaul. The Visigoths and the Franks, a Germanic tribe residing downstream of the Rhine, banded together to invade Gaul, resulting in the region breaking away from Roman control and gaining independence.

King Ban was a Frankish man. The Bagaudae Movement in Gaul and the Agonistic Movement in North Africa had weakened the political power of the Western Roman Empire, and King Ban took advantage of this opportunity to raise an army and attack Gaul. He ultimately established the vast kingdom of Benoic.