The battered imperial capital is King Arthur's tears. Who is it that gently comforts her from behind, giving her the strength to rise again and embark on the road to revival? In the dark and treacherous Europe of the Middle Ages, five emperors vie for supremacy, war rages everywhere, and dragons from another world rampage through the skies. Who will cut a path through the brambles before her and protect her with their life? And who will weep in sorrow in their dreams, heartbroken? Yet a tender whisper can still be heard... Saber: Sigh... The book is readable enough, but the author is just too lazy!
This novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
I don't know why, I'm confused, I'm dazzled, I'm dazzled when I look at it, I don't know what's going on, I'm dizzy and my eyes are dizzy
I can't understand it. It's really illogical. It opens directly from the middle without explaining the reason in time. I didn't understand it at the beginning and I wasn't interested in watching it.