I must draw my sword immediately!

Chapter 82 Questions During the Banquet
The moment the Conqueror King finished speaking,
The surrounding air suddenly trembled.

The beautiful sea of ​​flowers that appeared before everyone's eyes was like a burning canvas, raging wildfire and burning out a dark void in the field of vision.

Immediately afterwards, the cavity expanded.

Revealing the true picture of this land standing tall on the earth—

This is a battlefield littered with countless corpses.
The sea of ​​golden pheasants blooming across the fields transformed into an anvil-like army of charred corpses, and the petals drifting in the air became trails of gunpowder smoke that spread across the battlefield.

Alexia stood in the center of this battlefield.

Her Greek tulle dress transformed into a suit of armor at that moment. The upper body was a black and gold patterned half-breastplate that exposed her arms, while the lower body was a crimson skirt armor with gold trim. A crimson cloak with a white velvet collar was draped over her shoulders, fluttering and rustling in the wind.

She patted the wine barrel placed on the wheel of the divine might, laughed loudly at Suya, and made a crisp, resonant sound like metal clashing.
"What, King Knight, are you not good at drinking?"

She cleaved open the lid of the wine barrel with a single blow, scooped up a spoonful of blood-red wine with the golden ladle, and raised the ladle towards Suya.

"Or do you not even have the courage to drink this spoonful of wine with me?"

Suya slowly raised her head.

In their crimson eyes, they could see that the imaginary barrier that had enveloped the area in front of them, creating a false sea of ​​flowers, had quietly vanished.

If he had accepted Alexia's marriage proposal earlier, he should now be walking into that sea of ​​flowers as the 'Queen,' accepting the Conqueror King's favor amidst the illusion of beauty.

And now, entering as a king,

It can only belong to the king's courtyard and battlefield.

Sua wouldn't mind having sex with Alexia.
But if the price is the loss of his 'treasure', then neither his pride as a transmigrator nor his pride as a 'non-human' would allow him to do so.

One thought comes to this,
Suya took a deep breath, put on her armored feet, and stepped toward the royal banquet.

Then, the wind carried the Conqueror's hearty laughter:

"Before you drink this spoonful of 'blood,' King Knight, this is the first question of this banquet—"

Fifteen years ago, the Feast of the Seven Kings shaped the world's structure. In order to build the Tower of Godhood and ascend to godhood, the Magic King made a deal with the seven kings. Although the seven kings knew that it was just a conspiracy of the Magic King, they all made the deal with the Magic King for their own selfish desires. As a result, the kings were no longer kings, the people were no longer people, and the world was twisted into the ugly shape it is today.

now,

I am about to overturn all the old rules and constraints of this world and conquer everything I see!

"That includes the tower as well."

"So--"

"I have a question for you,"

"In the ensuing great war, only one of the seven kings could survive, and only one of the seven kingdoms could remain."

"If you, as the King of Knights, led Britain to survive to the end, what wish would you make to that omnipotent miracle that surpasses even the gods?"

Hearing the immense information revealed in Alexia's words,

Suya frowned slightly, her expression hardening. She thought to herself, "What kind of outrageous ultimate Holy Grail War is this?"

"Of the seven kings, only one can survive?"

Alexia smiled at him and said, "Not bad."

Suya calmly began to speak:

"Then I'll kill you all."

Alexia raised an eyebrow, watching Suya approach with interest, and asked:

"Why?"

Suya's blood-red eyes lit up as she strode forward, linking 1440 magic circuits to her heart and gently awakening the 'monster' slumbering deep within her soul.

His tone gradually shifted towards an inhuman authority.
His fingernails quietly became hard and sharp.
His answer could no longer be disguised by that self-faked 'fake personality'.
He raised his head straight up, his gaze becoming greedy and burning, staring directly at the woman before him, and shouted:

"Because I want to live."

"If this world can only allow people from one country to live, then it must be my country. If this world can only allow one person to live, then that person must be me!"

Alexia watched as Suya approached, her aura beginning to change. A more greedy and satisfied smile curved her red lips as she continued to ask:

"So, what wish do you want to make?"

Suya shook her head and said, "I have no wishes."

"What I want, I will take it myself."

"hahahahahahahaha."

As if she had received the perfect answer, Alexia let out a hearty, thunderous laugh, "Sua Pendragon, it seems I was overthinking things. You are qualified to bear the most tragic fate of the Eternal King!"

Her eyes shone brightly as she stared at Suya, who was about to approach, and without a trace of worry, she handed him the wine spoon.

"Come, drink this spoonful of wine with me!"

"This is an unparalleled delicacy brewed by the Duke of Cornwall using the heart and tentacles of a Kraken! I chased him for three days before forcing him to hand over this treasure!"

pat.

Suya stopped and walked to the center of the battlefield, standing five meters away from Alexia. She frowned, looked coldly at the pitifully small 'spoon' in Alexia's hand, chuckled, and threw Alexia's question back at her:
"Conqueror King, are you not good at drinking?"

Listening to Suya's disdainful tone, it was as if she was saying, "Can you even drink? If you can't, go to the kids' table."

Alexia then realized what was happening, and she burst into laughter. She reached out and grabbed the mouth of the wine barrel on the Divine Wheel, throwing the entire barrel towards Suya.

"Hmm, oh? Hahahahahahahahahaha—that's right, it was my oversight, you can drink more than I imagined."

Boom!
A barrel filled with blood-red liquor fell in front of Suya.

The liquid above the wine rippled with folds that seemed to distort the air, and the faint outline of a ferocious beast's pupil appeared on its surface.

This phenomenon can only be formed by the convergence of a massive amount of magical power.

Suya nodded in satisfaction, about to reach for the enormous barrel, larger than himself, and drink deeply.
However, at this moment——

Suddenly, the entire barrel was pushed back three meters by a magical hand.

An untimely, effeminate voice suddenly rang in Suya's ears.

"and many more,"

A man with a hooked nose and thin lips, wearing a Greek scholar's robe, a monocle, long brown hair, and carrying a thick book, suddenly stepped out from behind the royal shelf.

He stared intently at Suya, a gentlemanly smile appearing on his face, and chuckled:

"Sua Pendragon, are you truly the son of King Uther?"

"Do you really consider yourself the king of Britain?"

Suya frowned slightly, ignoring the fly that appeared in front of her, took two steps forward, and continued to reach for the wine barrel.

However, one hand firmly gripped the other end of the barrel, preventing Suya from lifting it.

A long-haired man with black hair suddenly appeared, looking at Suya with a smile, and said:

“We had previously discovered the real body of Arthur Pendragon in the hills on the Cornish coast.”

"So,"

“Sua Pendragon,”

"I'm very curious, how can you be so shameless as to come here as if it's perfectly acceptable?"

Suya frowned, slowly raised her head, looked at the man in front of her who was practically saying, "You're not here to freeload, are you?", and asked:
"Who are you?"

“I am Callistini, the king’s historian, responsible for recording the king’s words and deeds.”

Callistini smiled slightly, then his gaze sharpened:

"My Noble Phantasm can record past history, but unfortunately, while recording Hector's foolish deeds, I came across your deeds."

"Out of curiosity, I did a brief investigation into your history."

"At this moment, I cannot tolerate yet another scam being born."

"Then I'll ask again,"

Callistini's face darkened, and he asked in a cold voice:

"Sua Pendragon—"

"Are you worthy to be king? Are you worthy to drink with the king? You utterly blatant imposter, why have you even appeared here?!"

"Everything about you is utterly ridiculous and laughable!"

Hearing this series of questions, Suya felt as if a swarm of flies were buzzing in her ears.

He slowly turned his head.

In those crimson eyes, the jet-black circular pupils shrank to a thin slit at that moment.
Suya couldn't help but laugh, but her eyes were as cold and sharp as a lava dragon that had just broken free from a bunch of shackles and crawled out of hell.

He looked at Callistini, his white teeth flashing slightly.
"You dare to ask me a question?"

(End of this chapter)