Rejoice, Merlin. I order you to rejoice.
In the holy city of Camelot, the girl on the throne turned to a certain flower mage.
Faced with the king's command, the flower mage could only obey. He raised his staff and forced an excited expression onto his face.
"Rejoice! She is the ruler who embodies the power of every Artoria, transcends time and space, and knows both past and future, the greatest and most benevolent Lion King... Artoria Pendragon!!"
