"…."
Looking at the immense castle before them, Dorry and Brogy were utterly stunned.
It was simply too enormous.
Camelot looked as though it had been built specifically for Giants.
After all—
an ordinary adult Giant usually stood around 12 meters tall.
But Dorry and Brogy?
These two stood at nearly 20 meters, close to 23 meters in height.
What kind of concept was that?
The answer was self-evident.
They were truly colossal—beings worthy of the title of Giant.
And it was precisely because of their extraordinary gifts that they had once led the Giant Warrior Pirates and risen step by step to such heights.
To put it bluntly—
if not for the remarkable talents of Dorry, Brogy, and Hugh, the Giant Warrior Pirates would never have become world-renowned, much less the strongest pirate crew of their era.
"Come on."
Hugh greeted them calmly—he was already used to this.
In truth—
what no one knew was that Britannia had once been the last gathering place of myth.
Why say that?
Because the races of legend—
Giants, yokai, magical beasts, divine beasts, and more—
had all gradually converged in Britannia.
They came there for one last chance at survival.
Or rather—
they came there to await death.
Britannia had been their final refuge, where they merely lingered in their last days.
Of course—
that no longer mattered.
But because of that history, Britannia had once been the last sanctuary of myth, and Camelot had originally been a fortress-city capable of accommodating every race imaginable.
Naturally, its construction had never been anything like an ordinary castle.
Tap. Tap.
A knight approached respectfully.
"Lord Hugh. His Majesty requests your presence."
"Let's go."
The three brothers followed the knight into Camelot.
Even the inner halls were large enough to accommodate Giants.
Before long, they arrived in the grand hall.
Arthur sat upon the throne, smiling as he watched the three of them enter.
Hugh dropped to one knee and said respectfully,
"My King. I have returned."
Arthur replied warmly,
"Hugh, this trip has taken you half a year."
Hugh gave a helpless smile.
"My King, please forgive me. My eldest and second brothers are simply too stubborn. In the end, it took me half a year to bring them back."
"Hmph!"
Dorry and Brogy both snorted unhappily.
What did he mean, they were too stubborn?
For Giants, settling a contest and deciding honor was an extremely important matter!
Still—
neither of them said much more. That was all in the past now, and there was no need to keep dwelling on it.
Arthur smiled and asked gently,
"Then these two must be the captains of the Giant Warrior Pirates—Blue Ogre Dorry and Red Ogre Brogy?"
"That's right!"
"Hahahaha~~~!"
The two brothers laughed boldly, showing no fear whatsoever.
After all, both were Giants over a hundred years old.
As former captains of the Giant Warrior Pirates, they were monstrous fighters in their own right.
Did anyone really think they would feel fear?
Impossible.
These two didn't even know how to write the word.
Arthur didn't mind at all. Instead, he smiled and asked,
"So then—what impression do the two of you have of Britannia?"
"Hahahaha~~~!"
Dorry stroked his beard and laughed heartily.
"It's incredible! I have to admit it—Britannia is truly wonderful! So beautiful! All these races living together, and without any trouble at all… it's absolutely astonishing!"
"Exactly!"
"Exactly!"
Brogy sighed with emotion.
"It's truly unbelievable! In all my years, I've never seen anything like this. No—more than that, I never even imagined something like this could exist!"
Both Dorry and Brogy were filled with genuine amazement.
After all—
as former captains of the Giant Warrior Pirates, they had sailed all across the world.
They understood perfectly well what this world was like toward the non-human races.
Forget equal respect.
In the eyes of humanity, the non-human races were little better than heretics.
To put it bluntly—
the madness of the Fish-Men, their hatred of humanity, their desire to overturn the world and place themselves above mankind—
that kind of extremity didn't come from nowhere.
It had been forced out of them by humanity itself.
Perhaps some would find it hard to believe.
Perhaps some would refuse to imagine it.
But no matter what—
that was the truth.
A painful truth laid bare before both humans and the non-human races alike.
For ages, the world had been this way.
Humanity, as the dominant race, naturally rejected the others.
That had always been the underlying reality.
It could not be denied.
"Sigh…"
Dorry let out a long breath and said quietly,
"I once sailed around the whole world. I've seen nearly every race there is. They all endured suffering—and even I have to admit, that suffering was truly terrible."
He shook his head in silence.
The things he had witnessed in the past could hardly be described with words.
And when he glanced at his third brother—
he knew it even more clearly.
Hugh had once been taken by the Celestial Dragons and made a slave.
A life like that. A torment like that.
No one who hadn't lived through it could ever truly understand.
That was why Hugh had submitted to Arthur so quickly.
And it wasn't just Hugh—
so many others had followed Arthur just as readily.
Not because they were weak.
But because they had endured horrors at the hands of the Celestial Dragons that ordinary people could never begin to comprehend.
You could never fully understand it.
You could never truly grasp what it felt like.
Brogy, that bold and heroic warrior, likewise wore a solemn expression at the memory of what had once happened.
Although he had not personally suffered it, he had seen it all with his own eyes.
And because of that—
the two of them understood exactly what the non-human races had endured.
And that was why they had never imagined Britannia could be like this.
A place where humans and non-humans truly coexisted in harmony.
It was almost impossible to believe.
"Hehehe!"
Hearing their heartfelt admiration, Arthur smiled and asked,
"Then, would the two of you be willing to remain in Britannia?"
"…."
At Arthur's direct invitation, Dorry and Brogy exchanged a glance.
After a brief silence, their lips curled into broad grins.
"Hahahaha!"
"Hahahaha!"
The two brothers roared with laughter.
Dorry spoke first, openly and without hesitation.
"You're Arthur, aren't you? King Arthur. I've seen what the Giants have here, and I believe you'll lead Britannia toward an even greater future!"
Brogy also said frankly,
"I'm willing to join Britannia!"
"That's right!"
"That's right!"
Arthur smiled calmly.
Just like that, the three captains of the Giant Warrior Pirates all became Arthur's subordinates.
...
Dorry, Brogy, and Hugh all became candidate members of the Round Table.
In truth—
with the merits Hugh and Max had already earned, the two of them already qualified to become true Knights of the Round Table.
Arthur simply hadn't made that decision yet.
Because now was not the right time.
Only after the war was over would that be the proper moment.
If he moved too quickly now, it would only create problems.
Besides—
Dorry and Brogy were incredibly powerful.
And after changing weapons, the two of them displayed even more terrifying combat ability.
To put it bluntly, their strength was astounding.
That was precisely why Arthur had chosen to keep them hidden for the moment.
There was no need to rush.
"Hah!"
"Hah!"
Watching the knight corps train, Dorry couldn't help smacking his lips.
"What a terrifying knight corps! They're unbelievably elite! In terms of sheer discipline and refinement, they've already surpassed us Giants!"
"Exactly!"
"Exactly!"
Brogy nodded in agreement.
"If this continues, their individual standards will eventually surpass even those of the Giant race. It's hard to imagine—especially when they were all trained from ordinary humans!"
The two brothers were genuinely shocked.
After all, in terms of single-soldier combat ability, the Giant race was unquestionably among the strongest.
That was why Big Mom had once said that if she had the backing of the Giants, she would already have swept away the other Emperors—even Whitebeard.
That alone showed just how terrifying the Giants were once organized into a true army.
And yet—
even so, the Giants were not invincible.
Their natural physical advantage was overwhelming, yes, but it was not truly beyond all challenge.
Still—
for a corps trained from ordinary humans to someday surpass Giant-level individual strength?
That was almost impossible to imagine.
At that moment, Arthur approached from behind and asked,
"Well? What do you think, Dorry? Brogy?"
"My King!"
The two brothers immediately thumped a fist to their chests in salute.
Since they had chosen to join Britannia, then naturally they would observe the proper formalities.
Dorry said seriously,
"My King, to raise ordinary humans through training to a level where their physical prowess rivals that of Giants—that's truly hard to believe."
Brogy nodded in full agreement, equally shaken.
Arthur smiled.
"That's because Britannia is different."
Then he added,
"I have something I'd like to discuss with the three of you."
"Hm?"
The brothers exchanged puzzled glances, then followed Arthur.
Before long, the four of them had returned to the castle.
Arthur sat down and asked directly,
"Dorry, Brogy, Hugh—would the three of you be willing to form a knight corps composed entirely of Giants?"
"?!"
All three of them froze.
Hugh said in disbelief,
"My King… if I remember correctly, Britannia doesn't have that many Giants…"
Arthur nodded.
"That's true. Britannia itself doesn't have many Giants. But if the three of you agree, then I can entrust you with building such a corps."
"You may recruit any Giants you know."
"From then on, Britannia will provide for all of them."
In an instant—
the expressions of all three brothers turned grave.
Provide for them.
For Giants, that was no small matter.
Giants possessed tremendous size and tremendous power—
but that came with equally tremendous consumption.
And that led to an even larger problem:
resources.
Elbaf was known as the strongest nation in the world—
but that was mostly in name.
In theory, Elbaf possessed unmatched might.
But the problem was—
Elbaf was poor.
Desperately poor.
Many Giants barely reached adulthood before they had no choice but to leave Elbaf behind.
It wasn't really surprising.
They needed to find a way to survive in the outside world.
After all, the Giant population was huge.
And if they didn't leave to find food, then what?
Giants trained, drank, fought, and chased honor almost constantly.
Under those circumstances, what else were they supposed to do?
Live on air?
That was why—
for all their terrifying strength, Giants had never truly been organized on a massive scale.
There was simply no way to support them all.
But if Dorry, Brogy, and Hugh recruited under their own names and prestige—
then at the very least,
thirty to fifty thousand Giants might answer Britannia's call.
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