The War King's Wild Consort

She was Artoria, hailed as the greatest war god in the Empire's history. With a holy sword, she had vanquished countless formidable foes. The Britannian Empire had bestowed upon her the name Arthur, and she was its king! And she was Huangpu Yanxi, an outcast in the Xuan Kong Continent, regarded as a freak and scorned by the noble Huangpu family. She had a face resembling Artoria's, yet she could not even qualify as the lowest-ranked knight. She was mocked and bullied every day before being banished to a border town. When a soul of dazzling brilliance entered her body, those green eyes slowly opened. From then on, the path of a king began anew, and with a flick of her fingers, all were annihilated! The imperial clansmen hated her to the bone. “Green eyes, golden hair. Are you the child of Satan!?” The leader of the Church of Light drew his sword against her. “She is the source of calamity in our world. Kill her!” The King of the Demon Realm eyed her hungrily, licking his lips. “Such powerful magic. A good-for-nothing like you doesn't deserve it. Why not let me eat you?” In a world where the strong preyed on the weak, where even the mighty stood in her way, she remained calm, her green eyes untroubled. Though branded a “good-for-nothing,” she became the first person on the Xuan Kong Continent with an SSS-ranked magical potential. Wielding a space-time ring, she killed and healed with consummate skill under the name “Asura Divine Physician.” A holy sword hung at her waist, and at her side was the mightiest holy beast, the Spirit of Ten Thousand Tigers, along with the strongest defense, Avalon. She turned around, and her cool, commanding voice rang across the world. “Do you know? The truly strong speak with their swords!” Magic reigns supreme, and strength is everything! In her previous life, she had lived as a king for her country and to become the hope of the people. In this life, she would travel the world singing, live for her own ideals for once, and create a utopia of her own! For the adoptive father who took her in, for the companions she cherished, and for the mentor who gave her life anew. Claim holy beasts, seek holy swords, conquer the continent, and set her sights on the heavens. At that moment, she looked down upon all creation as Artoria. Her armor gleamed gold beneath the sun, its brilliance reflected in the holy sword. Who could stand beside her, survey the world, and laugh beneath the vault of heaven?!