"What is this place?"
"My god…"
Under Hugh's guidance, the Giant Tribe officially moved into the grassland island located southwest of Britannia Island.
Originally, the settlement on the grassland island was barely acceptable—functional but crude.
But the moment they were about to move in, they discovered that the entire city had undergone a complete transformation.
Its architecture, scale, and layout now perfectly matched the aesthetics and proportions of Giants.
Even stranger…
The island's area hadn't grown at all.
Yet the interior space expanded to accommodate Giants perfectly.
That was undeniably the power of space-altering mythic architecture.
Clearly…
Just like Britannia Island itself, the cities related were mythical constructs, each capable of manifesting supernatural abilities.
—
"Alright!"
"Brothers!"
Hugh crossed his arms and barked loudly, "Get everything settled! Oh—Third, Fifth, Seventh!"
"Yeah, big bro!"
Three Giants approached at once.
Hugh took a serious breath. "Originally, we wanted to follow His Majesty on his voyage. But now that we've settled in the Britannia Empire… the three of you will return to Elbaf and bring our wives and children here!"
"No problem, big bro!"
"Of course!"
The three answered without hesitation.
If they were roaming the seas as pirates, bringing family was impossible.
But things were different now—they had a homeland.
And with a homeland, the first thing they must do was bring their families home.
Swoosh!
Arthur leapt from the main island to the grassland island, landing lightly beside Hugh.
"How does it feel?" Arthur asked with a smile.
Hugh laughed boldly. "Your Majesty! These buildings are incredible. You can rest assured—everything's perfect."
"That's good."
Arthur nodded. Hugh and the forty-seven Giants were the first citizens of the Britannia Empire. It was only right that he prepare their new lives properly.
After seven to eight hours of nonstop work, every Giant was settled into their new homes.
Hugh followed Arthur back to Britannia Island.
The moment he saw the city, his jaw dropped.
"Oh my god… humans can build something like this?"
Bullet folded his arms with pride.
"Mr. Hugh, this isn't something humans can build. Only His Majesty can create a city like this."
Hugh slapped his own forehead in excitement.
"Unbelievable! Absolutely unbelievable!"
Then—
Hugh suddenly thought of something.
"Your Majesty," he said solemnly, "I've sent my people to gather their families. But… more Giants may follow us here."
Arthur smiled.
"That's fine. No matter how many come, the city will adjust itself. As for money—well, I've never run short."
He tapped his chin.
"However, Hugh, you should send people to purchase supplies. With just our small group it was fine, but now that we have Giants, our stockpiles won't be enough."
Smack!
Hugh pounded his chest.
"Leave it to me, Your Majesty! Supplies won't be a problem."
Arthur nodded in satisfaction.
"Oh, right, Hugh—what's your relationship with Blue Ogre and Red Ogre?"
Arthur had always been curious.
Blue Ogre and Red Ogre were famous figures from the Giant Warrior Pirates—a monstrous pirate crew from the past.
"Hahahahaha!"
Hugh rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed but proud.
"Your Majesty, you mean my big brother and second brother?
Back then, the three of us set sail together and formed the Giant Warrior Pirates."
He let out a long sigh.
"Because of… certain events, I was captured and enslaved by the Celestial Dragons. Big Brother and Second Brother disappeared after that."
"So my epithet is White Ogre."
"Just as I guessed."
Arthur nodded.
The connection among Blue Ogre, Red Ogre, and White Ogre made perfect sense.
Arthur's expression suddenly became serious.
"Hugh, I appoint you as Lord of Giant City, and as a candidate Knight of the Round Table."
"Huh…?!"
Hugh froze, then immediately dropped to one knee.
"Your Majesty, I accept your decree! I may only be a candidate knight for now, but someday—I will earn a true seat at the Round Table!"
Arthur nodded.
In the legends of the original Britannia, many Knights of the Round Table were kings or princes from other nations. They joined not for status, but to help uphold the rule of the "King of Knights."
This world was no different.
Since Hugh and the Giants had pledged themselves to the Britannia Empire, granting him this honor was appropriate.
Whether Hugh earned full knighthood in the future—that would depend on his own merit.
"Hahaha!"
Hugh grinned.
"Your Majesty! Rest assured, I will manage Giant City perfectly!"
"I believe you."
Arthur truly did.
Britannia Island had acknowledged Hugh—there was no higher proof of worth.
"Hmm?"
Arthur suddenly frowned.
"Someone's coming."
"Oh?!"
Hugh cracked his knuckles excitedly.
"Your Majesty! If it's enemies, let them witness Giant strength!"
Arthur nodded, and he, Hugh, Galahad, and Bullet left White Chalk City.
Before long, they reached the island of high mountains.
For strong fighters, traveling between islands in the Britannia Sea was easy.
But for ordinary people? The distance was a real obstacle.
Arthur mentally added "bridge construction" to his list of priorities.
After all, once a bridge was built, Britannia Island's mythic power would reinforce it permanently.
Splash… splash…
A ship slowly approached from the distance.
Arthur narrowed his eyes.
"Longarm Tribe…?"
A strange intuition stirred in his heart.
Hugh scratched his head.
"Your Majesty, they're not here to fight.
I know these people—they were slaves of the Celestial Dragons too.
Chances are…"
Arthur instantly understood.
Just like the Giants…
The Longarm Tribe were here to follow the king who freed them.
Sure enough—
Hugh welcomed the Longarm Tribe.
As expected, just like the Giants he once led, they too were slaves liberated at God Valley, and had come to join Arthur.
Arthur had not expected this.
His actions at God Valley…
Had unintentionally built the foundation of a new nation.
He had planted seeds without meaning to—
and they were sprouting everywhere.
The Longarm Tribe was assigned to the forest island.
But reality continued to deviate from Arthur's expectations.
He didn't receive pirate attacks.
Instead…
He received more and more races seeking allegiance:
Giant Tribe
Longarm Tribe
Longleg Tribe
Snakeneck Tribe
Three-Eye Tribe
Fish-Men
And even a few Merfolk.
Only the Skypiean Winged People, the Minks, the Tontatta, and nearly extinct races like Lunarians were missing.
Seven races had joined the Britannia Empire.
Even Arthur was stunned.
Races who generally despised humans were voluntarily joining him.
Especially the Merfolk—who rarely left the deep sea—yet more than twenty had sought refuge under Arthur.
All of them shared the same background:
Former slaves of the Celestial Dragons, freed by Arthur at God Valley.
And naturally, slaves chosen by Celestial Dragons were rarely "ordinary."
They brought families, survivors, elites…
Total numbers: not quite 2,000, but still astonishing.
Even if Longarm, Longleg, and Fish-Men made up the majority, the seven tribes together were overwhelming proof of Arthur's influence.
Assignments:
Giants —> Grassland Island
Longarm Tribe —> Forest Island
Longleg Tribe —> Desert Island
Fish-Men —> *Glacier Island
(Ps: Iceberg Island will be changed to Glacier Island.)
Three-Eye Tribe, Merfolk, Snakeneck Tribe —> Cities on Britannia Island
Arthur could only stare in disbelief.
In seven days—
He hadn't faced a single enemy attack.
Instead, he received wave after wave of new citizens.
Not weaklings either—each tribe sent their strongest elites.
They all planned to return to their homelands, gather their families, and migrate to Britannia permanently.
Arthur exhaled slowly.
"Haaah… I really didn't expect this. Without even realizing it… I think I've built another Totto Land.
If Linlin finds out, that crazy woman will lose her mind."
He laughed.
He had unintentionally created a nation of races—seven non-human tribes, all gathered under the Britannia banner.
"Your Majesty."
Galahad approached with a respectful bow.
"Their Haki training is progressing smoothly. As expected from seasoned warriors, they learn quickly."
Arthur smiled.
"I knew they would. But Galahad… this rapid change in Britannia is beyond anything I foresaw."
Galahad nodded.
"Your Majesty, it is understandable. Mythology is diluted into the world through these races.
In essence… aren't they all fragments of ancient myths themselves?
And Britannia Island is the final gathering place of myths."
He paused.
"Your benevolence attracts them…
but the island's mythic aura draws them in as well."
Arthur nodded quietly.
"That might be the real reason…"
Not only Arthur—
No one could have predicted that Britannia would evolve this rapidly.
Yet it was a welcome development.
Without even realizing—Britannia was becoming home to nearly all non-human tribes.
But Arthur also knew:
This prosperity was temporary.
The coming storms had yet to arrive.
Still…
For the first time, he felt genuinely at ease.
In this world, recruiting citizens was typically easy—but building a nation of races… was something far more profound.
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