The City is in Flames.

Lucius stood in his place and self-proclaimed himself the king of Britannia, the soldiers in front of him were just confused not knowing how to act.

"Hey what are you doing, won't you kneel to your new king."

"Lucius, what the hell have you done, you have killed the king, and now you are declaring your king."

"I am the king who will bring this country, stability and glory, old people like them did not understand what is the world today."

"I am ....."

The tension in the courthouse increased as the second soldier clutched his sword, seeing this Luicus held his head high, threw his sword on the ground and removed his crown.

"Kill me if you want but do you have anybody who can save this country, do you, perhaps the two of you can rule until you find a worthy heir to rule."

the soldier had nothing to respond to his question but the two of them clutched their swords harder, clearly saying

"We can't rule but we also won't let someone like you rule."

Lucius's look got sharp as he seemed to be scheming something but...

"We have got medical attention, sir."

Doctors came running into the room and checked on Foal and all multiple people checking for any survivors. The two soldiers stood there and said nothing.

The doctors checked on every one of the members, everyone was found to be dead after dead, the soldier's faces were getting frustrated with each confirmation, they were clinging to the slight hope that even if one of the members survived they could rebel against Lucius.

But none did.

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"There is a fire broken out in the city."

As if things could not get worst for the army, the city was burning in flames at the moment.

"I will see over the distribution of men, ring the alert siren and take all the people to a safe place, I am coming with you. You two -"

Lucius pointed at the two soldiers who were filled with surprise and doubt.

"- one of you stays here and one comes with me, we need all the help we can."

The soldier looked at each other, completing and thinking about all the scenarios that could occur. Sudden one just moved ahead and dropped his sword and another one just could look at him.

"Let's move."

"Yes."

Lucius knew he had won at that very moment, he was now the only one-eyed man in the world of the Blind.

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The city's reason for burning was unknown, but the soldiers made their highest effort to reduce the damage with Lucius making a major effort in the rescue.

He entered burning houses and rescued people, sympathised with people who lost their loved ones, coordinated soldiers and gave motivational speeches to the people who were losing hope but, the biggest tragedy was yet to be declared.

"I am sorry to inform you all that in a secret attack by Saxony, we have lost our entire council of ministers, including many important people to our nation but most of all our -"

Lucius brought out the golden crown of the king.

"We have lost our king, Foal Zestus in this attack. It was my failure that I could not defend the king."

The people were now scared that they lost their king on only a single attack could they survive another.

"I ask you the people of the city, what should we do?"

The people of the city were scared and weak but they did not know defeat, they'll sell their everything before they would surrender to anyone.

"Sir Lucius Artrius should be crowned the king!" the voice began from the unknown side of the crowd but soon so it became the chant of the crowd.

Slowly, each person including the soldiers started Chanting Luicus's name in support, there was no visible opposition.

Seeing the chanting Lucius moved ahead and crowned himself in front of the crowd...

Surprisingly the chant continued, with not a single opposition.

Lucius was now sure that there were none who could oppose his rule.

"I am Lucius Artorius and Being the new King of Britannia. I shall bring my country true GLORY!!"

The crowd bowed down in respect of the new king. in their bow, none of the people saw the

'MALICIOUS SMIRK' ON Lucius's Face.

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Refer to Vol. 0 for an Alternate Scearnio of this scene. Both are cannon and open to interpretation.