"Our country, our city, Camelot—a city that bore the ideals of countless people."
"From the moment of her birth, she had faced countless threats."
"And that is precisely why we need knights like you—knights who truly understand the lives of the people, knights with a delicate heart."
King Arthur spoke those words, and they were what she expected of Bedivere.
She did not need martial strength, but a knight who could genuinely improve the lives of the people.
Many people in the real world remarked upon hearing this, "What you actually need is a civil official who specializes in public affairs."
Still, that was merely a joke. In the era depicted on the Light Screen, an age so ignorant it was despairing, with an illiteracy rate exceeding ninety-nine percent—and in a backwater like Britain—it was genuinely difficult to find suitable civil officials.
Holy Britannia might be incredibly powerful now, and the legends of King Arthur might wield immense influence, but in the fifth century AD, Britain had really only been slightly better than barbarian lands.
In a godforsaken place like that, where were they supposed to find qualified clerks?
What a joke!
Do not underestimate how rare it was for someone in Western Europe to be able to read and study back then!
That was an era when reading just a few books could qualify someone to become a kingdom's prime minister!
In the Light Screen's footage, Bedivere was slightly taken aback by King Arthur's words. Then, seemingly following her words, he recalled many things, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"I like Camelot too. I like the smiles on the people's faces in the city."
"Whenever I see the smiles on their faces, my heart fills with joy and satisfaction."
At those words, the camera shifted to