I must draw my sword immediately!

Chapter 103 A King Arrives to Defeat the Knight

Royal Capital, Second Ring Road
Winchester Casino.

Under the pitch-black night sky, dappled moonlight reflected on the Gothic flying arches and spires above the casino, adding a touch of sanctity to this bustling, sleepless city.

Unlike the chaotic scenes in the various districts of the capital, outside this casino, the monsters attempting to break free of the earth were killed by heroes lurking in the shadows before they even showed themselves.

This is only natural.
Everyone in the capital knew that this casino had close ties with the royal family and the church, and that the casino's owner was none other than the daughter of the former Duke of Cornwall, Cador.

Gerry Freyt.

After the Duke of Cornwall, Cador, died in battle fifteen years earlier, King Uther married Cador's wife, Iglene, as his queen. Cador, who was not Iglene's daughter, was unable to inherit the title and chose to become a lowly traveling merchant.

With the help of his father's remaining power, Queen Igraine's covert assistance, and the backdrop of the deal between King Uther and King Solomon,

Gerry Freyt did not follow the historical path—becoming one of the royal stewards to serve King Arthur as a descendant of an obscure knight named 'Kador'.

She quickly distinguished herself, becoming a powerful businesswoman who navigated between the church, the royal family, and Jerusalem, and monopolized the vast majority of industries in the royal capital, Winchester.

now,

Gerry Freyt, the heiress to the wealthiest woman behind the scenes in the capital, surveys her territory like a lioness—

Although no one could recognize her.

Since her business grew, only her legend has remained in the world. Apart from the British royal family and a few close ministers, few people have seen her true face.

She wore a dark red long dress, like a blooming rose, with a fitted princess-lined corset and an elegant "V" collar. The long dress flared out naturally from the waist, leaving an alluring curve at her hips.

Those unaware of her true identity would only assume she was a young lady from a noble family who had suddenly decided to gamble, and would never recognize that she was the wealthy heiress behind the entire capital.

And then,
With an elegant smile on her face and wearing round-toed 'Rose Dewdrop' high heels, Gerry Freyt was stopped by a bizarrely styled trio.

The leader was a blonde woman dressed in a drab gray shirt and trousers, with a dark complexion, looking like a knight just carried off the front lines of a battlefield. However, even so, one could still discern from the contours of her face that she was an absolute beauty.

Yes,

Even by Gerry Freyt's unparalleled standards, this blond boy, once he washed his face, would undoubtedly be the most dazzling jewel in the kingdom.

The remaining two are even more interesting.

One is Gawain, a semi-hero knight in the capital who is dressed in exaggerated heavy armor, has long, wavy blond hair, a delicate face, and a perfect blend of gentleness and fierceness. He is the only one in the capital who has not chosen to serve any prince.

another,
Hahaha, isn't this Miss Meryl, the kingdom's biggest fat sheep, who calls herself the 'God of Gamblers'?
Before Gerry Freyt could even burst out laughing at the prospect of making a fortune that night...
At this moment, the blond knight suddenly spoke up and asked:
"Excuse me, are you a hostess here?"

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Gerry Freyt was slightly taken aback.

Gawain frowned and retorted, "You must be mistaken, Sir Suya. This lady looks like a young lady from a wealthy family."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I noticed you've been standing here without going in, and you're all dressed so beautifully, so I got a little curious—hey, Mary, don't look at people like that, it's even worse than me!"

As Sua spoke, she pulled back Mary, who suddenly seemed to have caught a whiff of something of her own and began to bristle and stare cautiously at Gerry Freyt.

Mary stared at Gerry Freyt with suspicion and said, "Suya, be careful, she's definitely a master, a master gambler!"

Upon hearing their assessment of her, Gerry Freyt couldn't help but raise her folding fan, cover her mouth, and giggle.
"Since you've come here, you must be confident in your gambling skills or luck, and that's not wrong."

"Then I thank you for your compliments."

Her beautiful eyes flickered to Suya's face, then she smiled and asked, "So, Sir Suya, why are you stopping me?" Suya nodded, his expression serious as he replied:

"That's right, you must have heard about the upcoming royal selection ceremony in the capital, right?"

Gerry Freyte nodded, a more intriguing curve forming at the corner of her mouth hidden behind her folding fan, and retorted:

"But hasn't the result already been reached? Just now, Morgan le Fay has become king."

Suya shook her head and insisted:

"No, she hasn't pulled the sword out of the stone, so she can't be considered the queen of all Britain."

"So—I think I still have a chance!"

Suya paused, then spoke seriously:

"I heard that the owner of this casino is one of the richest people in the kingdom, extremely wealthy."

"so,"

“I have come to invite him to become my knight and help me ascend the throne.”

"Oh? Hehehehe~"

Upon hearing this, Gerry Freyt couldn't help but burst into laughter. Although seeing such a beauty, unparalleled in the kingdom, she wouldn't mind having a one-night stand with her, where neither would owe the other anything,

but,

This boy, with his pure, lion-like gaze, was even more outrageous than she had imagined—

He actually wants to completely win me over?

Gerry Freyt was quite certain that the other party had not recognized her as the knight he wanted, but had simply regarded her as a stranger. In other words, what he said was what he truly meant.
Is there really a king in this world who is so adorably stupid?

Thinking about this, Gerry Freyt even felt a little reluctant to take away the few remaining gold pounds in her opponent's empty purse.
She shook her head at Suya, tapped her folding fan against Suya's chest, and asked with a smile:

“Sir Suya, you’ve come to the right place. As far as I know, that boss will indeed be here tonight.”

"However, with your resources, it's impossible for you to get an audience with Lady Gerry Freyt."

"That boss handles tens of thousands of gold pounds every minute, and she doesn't like to see outsiders except for business."

Suya chuckled, patted the wallet containing 2000 gold pounds, and said confidently:
"Since I'm here today, I'm naturally prepared to meet with the other party."

"Miss, could you please show me the way?"

"Tonight, I will win this casino and force her to show up. If that's not enough, I'll take all her assets and make her my knight."

Upon hearing this, and the word "reception" rather than "meeting," Gerry Freyt's eyes widened slightly. Even she felt that the blond young knight in front of her was excessively arrogant!

However, thinking of the boastful words of the gamblers who always approached this casino,

Gerry Freyt smiled slightly, snapped her folding fan shut, and looked at Suya with a smile:
"Well, good luck to you."

"Wish me good luck?"

"If you can win three million pounds and break the record set by Princess Morgan le Fay in this casino, then you will be eligible to gamble with her."

(End of this chapter)