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Chapter 5 - Chapter 5: British Ghoul

"Ah! Huh... I'm not good enough to be a king."

A knight tried his best to draw his sword, his expression turned ferocious for a moment, but in the end the sword didn't budge at all.

He can clearly smash larger boulders with ease, but now it is helpless with a sword whose tip pierces into the stone.

The people watching also showed disappointed expressions invariably.

Most of the knights here have already tried it. The knight just now was also a quite famous knight. I haven't tried it yet, they are all weak people who came just to watch the ceremony.

They are witnesses, not participants.

Even the strongest knights couldn't succeed, so we certainly can't either.

With this thought, most knights gave up.

Just as Kay said, many nobles and knights were already preparing to hold a competition nearby to determine the succession to the throne.

"Give up, this is a warning." Kay said with a sigh, sincerely hoping that Artoria would turn around and go home immediately.

However, that is impossible.

"Perhaps it's just because the person who can draw the sword hasn't appeared yet. Merlin's prophecy will not be wrong, just like the White Dragon was prophesied back then."

This was Artoria's answer.

"You-" Kay was a little angry.

"Yes, it's just that the person who can pull out the holy sword has not yet appeared. It would be too hasty to give up in such a hurry. Although I don't want to admit it, the ability of the great magician cannot be underestimated, so everyone, even if you are impatient, How about we wait until the ceremony is over."

The loud voice attracted people's attention, and those who wanted to leave stopped.

Kay frowned and looked behind Artoria dissatisfied: "Are you the one who has been following Artorias? What is your purpose?!"

The one who spoke was a blond boy who looked even thinner and younger than Arturia.

The appearance of the two is quite similar, but the boy is more masculine, better looking, and has no dull hair on his head.

Wearing a light breastplate on his chest, and a large cloak with golden patterns on the outside, he is not dressed like a knight, but like a noble prince. The young man has a charm far beyond that of Merlin, and the air around him seems to have become sweet and strange, attracting the girls and women present to reveal their eyes of unconcealable admiration.

Tsk, here comes another troublesome guy.

Kay's expression turned fierce, as if he recognized Arthur as someone like Merlin's accomplice.

"There is no need to show such hostile eyes to me, Sir Kay. Like everyone else, I just came to participate in the sword-drawing ceremony." Arthur smiled kindly and looked at the people who came to watch the ceremony.

In fact, he could understand that instead of relying on prophecies and the sword in the stone, a king whose character and character were unknown to everyone and had never been in contact with, people wanted a king who had the same interests as everyone else.

Because of this, people's interests will not be harmed too much after the new king takes the throne.

At least for the nobles, that's the case.

The strange king is, in a sense, too scary.

Then, the problem is simple.

As long as you show an attitude that is in line with the interests of the nobles, you can get the support of the noble class.

As long as he can pull out the Sword of Choice, he can gain the support of the people based on the accumulation of Merlin's reputation and prophecies.

As for the knights?

After picking the only fruit, if you still want to get their support, you can only rely on unreliable personal charm.

"This is normal, so don't look at me like this. I'm not a suspicious person." Arthur spread his hands.

He does seem to be that kind of harmless guy.

But if it is too harmless, it will be questioned.

"Haha, don't laugh so hard. Do you think you are a knight when you put on armor? A young master like you who can't even hold his horse steady should just go home and enjoy being taken care of." Kay was in a bad mood, turn on taunt mode immediately.

"..."

For a moment, not to mention Arthur, even the people watching were speechless.

Not just women, but men as well. People looked at Kay like they were looking at monsters.

To actually communicate with such a cute, friendly, and super cute boy in such a vicious manner?!

People actually welcomed Arthur's appearance.

After all, no one can resist such cute and adorable creatures. Even Arthur's unfriendly attitude and venomous tongue at the beginning will only awaken some strange attributes in some people. Not to mention that Arthur was quite easy-going. Most people were kind to him, and a small number of people, even if they knew rationally that they shouldn't, couldn't be hostile in their hearts.

At this moment, only Kay, the ultimate tsundere, could not tolerate anyone else except Artoria.

Well, it's like a husky appears in a pack of wolves. Even if it is within the acceptable range, the sense of violation is very strong.

Therefore, not only people, but Arturia also subconsciously took a step back.

"...These guys." Kay raised his eyebrows, patiently, and softened his tone: "It's just because you don't really look like a knight, so I'm just a little suspicious, don't mind."

"Ah, there is nothing worth apologizing for, Sir Kay, you don't need to feel guilty." Arthur smiled and expressed his forgiveness.

It's you, Super Briton!

After seeing Kay's appearance clearly, he almost couldn't control his calves from trembling.

He clearly remembered that on the way here, he saw with his own eyes Kay bit the throat of a giant. The scene was so bloody and brutal that it gave Arthur nightmares for two nights in a row.

This guy is a real dog.

"You...just treat it like that." Kay clenched his fists and looked away in frustration.

I didn't apologize. Don't misinterpret my meaning, you bastard noble brat!

But after looking at Arthur a few more times, Kay's anger mostly calmed down.

What? If you look closely, it looks like he's just a clingy kid. If only Artoria was like him and wouldn't always show off.

"Ugh, in the final analysis, it's my own problem. Don't you look like a knight? In the final analysis, there is no stipulation in the prophecy that the person who pulls out the sword must be a knight." Arthur glanced meaningfully at the nobles, "Knights, it's almost the same. We've all tried it, so why don't the remaining nobles give it a try. Opportunities are equal, right?"

The nobles' eyes lit up and they stepped forward one after another.

Even the knights who had given up before and had little reputation were somewhat interested.

Yes, he who draws his sword is king. But there is no rule that only strong knights can draw the sword.

At first, it was all too taken for granted. What is needed to draw a sword is not brute force, but qualifications. This qualification is above blood, talent, and strength. Everyone has it, so why not give it a try?

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