A duel between Kings

In the medieval-like castle was a group of dwarfen knights walking straight to the audience hall together with their King while marveling at the structure of the said castle.

(I cannot believe that this castle was only created in just three months)

The King of the dwarfs though as he examines the castle itself together with his aide.

"My king, the strength of this knight."

"I know, Dorf."

The King of Dwarf whispers to his aide, whose name is Dorf.

(Just by the aura of this guy, I'm the only one in our group who could be this knight opponent)

The King of Dwarf looks at his escort, whose armor is lustrous dark slate blue or deep purple color, with veils and pieces of gold throughout.

(I feared that even if I went all out, I would not be sure it would be my victory)

The King of Dwarf thought as he looked at the robust man whose strength was unfathomable even for him.

"This way, please."

"Umu"

"..."

...

"I welcome you, Hero King of the Dwarves, Gazel Dwargo."

Artoria said with a cold and regal voice that echoed throughout the audience hall. At the same time, Gazel, Dorf, and the dwarfen knights could not help but become petrified not only because of her otherworldly beauty but also because of her unfathomable kingly aura she is releasing, making them suffocated just by nearing her presence.

(This Aura!!!!)

"My king!!!"

The Dwarfen knights tried to sheathe their weapons but could not, due to pressure they were receiving from the other Knights, almost equivalent to the women sitting on the throne.

(This power!!! I could not be mistaken for it; it was almost a saint-level aura!)

"How rude! Trying to sheathe your weapons in front of my King!"

--CLINGGGGGG

Swords with different origins and powers could be seen as sheathed out by the knights, while the whole audience hall is now loaded with a heavy atmosphere.

"It's okay, Sir Agravain; you guys stand back."

"As you command."

The knights surrounding Artoria stand back as they lessen the aura they release; even the escort of Gazel also stands back, making the Gazels and his group find a chance to breathe in relief.

"Sorry for the abrupt rudeness of our sudden visit; my name is Gazel Dwargon! The King of Armed Nation of Dwargon, I'm here to judge if you are a threat to my country."

"Ho, what a direct way to say, then how's your judgment?"

Artoria said as she narrowed her eyes, making Gazel feel more pressure as Artoria intensified the kingly aura.

(This Aura, no, this Haki was a Hero's Haki!!!)

"Then, how about we duel?"

Gazel said without difficulty as he unleashed his Hero's Haki, not knowing that all of his Dwarven Knights had already fainted aside from Dorf.

"My King, please reconsider. I feared that it may be dang-"

"It's okay, Dorf."

"I will know her nature by engaging with our swords."

"..."

"Ha, as you command."

Dorf, in the end, agreed to his King with a sigh.

"Alright, If that were your request, I would not mind engaging swords with you, Sir Bediviere please prepare the training hall."

"As you wish, your majesty."

The knight with an artificial arm said, complying with his liege request.

...

...

"Let me ask you something before we cross our sword."

"Then ask"

Gazel questioned Artoria as they prepared for their upcoming duel.

"Why did you create a country? No... why do you want to be a king?"

"King, huh... to create my ideal country, I guess, a utopia where everyone is happy."

"!!!"

"..."

"..."

Artoria answered Gazel without doubt; while everyone has many different reactions, particularly those knights on the side of Artoria, some are grateful, sad, happy, and reserved.

(I cannot answer that it was the task given to me by master)

Artoria thought as she readied the sword.

"Hahaha, how cheeky of you, just like that slime."

"..."

"But, I will only know the truth if we cross our sword."

"I see, Ophis-dono; please mediate our duel."

Artoria said while some young girl appeared out of nowhere with a whistleblower as she raised her hand.

"Start..."

Gazel is still puzzled about where the young girl appeared and how scary he feels about her, just like Veldora.

(No way, Right?)

"Then, En Garde"

Artoria beautifully raised her sword as she neared Gazel and swung the sword downward.

-CLINGGG

(Kuh, Heavy!!!)

Gazel thought as he deflected the sword of Artoria.

"Is this all you get, King of Dwarves?"

"Don't Underestimate me."

Gazel changed his stance as he brought his sword to his chest.

"Here I come, Haze of Rumbling Heavens!!!"

-CLINGGGG

-CLINGGGG

"Ho, not bad"

"To think you will even deflect my art, you must be a legendary swordmaster; I feel like I'm confronting my teacher just like in the past."

"Do you want to continue, King of Dwarves?"

"No, I already judge that you are not an Evil one; let me admit defeat."

"As expected of Majesty, your swordsmanship is like the shining light among the shining star."

"Please stop commenting like that, my friend Sir Bediviere. Are you not embarrassed with your wordings?"

Another Knight with red hair, while holding a bow, rebuked his fellow knight.

"..."

"..."

"Winner Artoria..."

Ophis said as she whistled the blower on her neck.

...

...

In a specific area of the Castle of Camelot were two figures, one in his bed and the other racking him on the other side of the bed.

"Why I am not allowed to watch my father's Duel, Master!!!"

"Because you will only cause trouble, Mordred."

"What!!! Do you not have trust in me???"

"No, I have trust in you!"

"Then!"

"I trust you would cause trouble, so I order you to stay with me for a moment."

"What did you say!!!!"

Mordred, dressed in a tube top that exposes her abdomen and a crimson leather jacket, mounted Dino as she racked his head up and down while he lay on his beloved bed.

"Oy, everyone will misunderstand this situation if they see us!!!!"

"I don't care. I'm going to kill you!"

"..."

(F*ck, why did I agree to summon them!!!)