I must draw my sword immediately!

Chapter 91 The Sword in the Stone That No One Can Pull Out
According to Lucan, the royal capital Winchester is divided into six concentric rings.

They are,
The first ring at the very center of the royal capital, the Silver Crown Royal Court.

The second ring is the Ring of Ritual; the third ring is the Ring of Protection.
The fourth ring is the ring of order; the fifth ring is the ring of life.

as well as,

The sixth ring is known as the Ring of Abundance, an impregnable fortress.

But when Suya actually arrived, what he saw was not what he had imagined; the walls were even taller and larger than the 50-meter-high walls of the Golden Iron Curtain.

There is only a 10-meter-high chalk wall that stretches to the horizon.

This scale meets human needs for city walls, but it doesn't match the powerful combat capabilities that appear in the world view. Even a high-level swordsman like Suya could easily scale over a city wall of this size with climbing tools.

now,

Seeing Suya's puzzled expression, Melly immediately whispered a reminder:
"Don't even think about climbing over the wall. This city was built with magic and miracles. You should be able to see magic with your eyes, right? Look through the eyes of magic."

Upon hearing this, Su Ya immediately activated the meridians around his eyes, unleashing the Red Dragon Eye.

In a world stained crimson,

Above the seemingly ordinary city wall, a terrifying, golden, woven magical power was surging and connecting.
Countless strands of this golden magic, resembling silk threads, spiraled outwards, stretching all the way to the sky above the capital, where they formed a colossal golden tree that blotted out the sun.

"Is this the Holy Lance from The Lion King?"

Looking at this structure that looked so familiar, one that he had only seen in movies before his transmigration, Suya was stunned, and then felt a chill run down his spine.

The Holy Lance Lungominiad.

Its true form is a pillar of light that holds the surface of the world, and the only difference between this gun and the Holy Lance in FGO is that...
It's upside down.

The spearhead was positioned at the Silver Crown Royal Court, the tallest white spire in the first ring of the city, while the shaft plunged straight down into the city's underground to an unknown depth.
To put it more vividly, it's like some enormous creature trying to forcefully thrust the holy lance upwards from an unknown depth underground, only to eventually lose its strength and only manage to push out a tiny tip.

The entire royal capital, Winchester, was built upon this spearhead.

"In short, we are safe now."

At this moment, Lukan turned his head with a smile and said:
"The very existence of Winchester, the capital, is a miracle that could never be conquered by the Conqueror King using the concept of an 'army'!"

"And next, my king, what we must do is—"

"In this city, I will allow you to ascend to that silver-crowned royal court!"

Having come this far, Suya had no reason to refuse. He looked with a hint of helplessness at the group of people who were staring at him and insisting on draping the yellow robe over his shoulders.

"What to do?"

"Merlin is missing, King Uther is dead, and as you said before, no one will acknowledge my identity."

"and"

Although Sua knew that becoming the King of Britain would grant him immense power in this world where faith could transform power, he was quite envious of that power.

But becoming a king is itself a false proposition.

Besides, although he now looks more real than the real Arthur, possessing the Pendragon family's magical crest, having a small army to support him, and having a face that looks exactly like Arthur's, making him appear like a king,
But in reality, he is not the real Arthur. If proving his identity as the crown prince requires some kind of blood test, wouldn't that immediately expose his true identity?

At this moment, Lukan laughed without any concern:
"Previously, in order to escape danger, you needed the identity of King Uther's son."

"But now, all you need is to be yourself."

Suya was taken aback: "Be yourself?"

Lukan nodded and said:

"Last year, on Christmas Eve, a miraculous golden light descended from above the capital."

"After witnessing the miracle, countless people went into the church to repent, and just as they finished repenting and looked up, they saw a sword stuck in a square stone in front of St. Stephen's Church."

The sword had these words engraved on its blade in gold:

"Whoever can pull this sword from the stone platform will be the king of the whole land!"

Upon hearing this legend,

Suya nodded immediately.

Although the location is a bit off, it's not the Winchester Cathedral mentioned in history books, nor is it the London Cathedral, but rather a church in Winchester, the capital of Britain, that I've never even heard of.

But the sword in the stone did indeed arrive.

But soon, Suya sensed something amiss in those words. Christmas is December 25th, and according to the current season, it's already at least late August or early September.

This was a full eight months apart, and Arthur Pendragon was still living at Sir Hector's manor, not far from the capital.

He didn't even try to draw his sword?

Just as he thought of this, Lukan looked at Suya with a long, thoughtful expression and said:
"From Christmas until today, countless people have tried to pull out this sword, but none have succeeded."

"And Sir Hector's second son, King Euthy's son, that is, you, also tried to pull out this sword."

"but,"

"You also failed to pull this sword out!"

Upon hearing this, Suya's pupils contracted slightly.
His false identity as Arthur had already been exposed to Lucan and the others. In other words, Lucan and Dagonet had never stopped suspecting this from the beginning. Even after he revealed the royal magic mark, they still tested him several times. It wasn't until he showed some 'real' characteristics that they saw hope and chose to cooperate with him.

He was not at all surprised that Lukan and the others had seen through his disguise.

but,

Even Arthur Pendragon couldn't pull the sword out of the stone.

Upon hearing this news, Suya felt an overwhelming sense of absurdity.

Lukan looked at Suya and said in a deep voice:

"That's right, this is a sword that no one can draw."

"It was bestowed by God—"

But now,

Lukan spoke slowly and deliberately:

"We no longer have God."

Dagonet then picked up the conversation, speaking with a solemn expression:

"In order to establish a true king who can rule the whole of Britain, the Church has issued the most severe punishments for those who falsely claim to be kings throughout the British kingdoms since last Christmas."

"At the same time, King Solomon, who had already ascended to the throne, promised that whoever pulled out the sword would immediately gain the support of everyone in Britain, Scotland, Wales, Ireland, and the holy city of Jerusalem in the center of the continent, and would not only be able to inherit the throne of Britain, but also the throne left by Solomon."

"To become—"

"A world king who combines military, political, and divine powers!"

Sua frowned slightly, wondering why Solomon of Jerusalem was involved in the selection of a king for Britain.

He asked in surprise, "But isn't this sword something that no one can pull out?"

"Even if you receive such a solemn promise, if you can't actually withdraw it, isn't it just an empty promise?"

"No,"

Lucan seemed to understand the meaning behind the phrase "empty promise" that came out of Sua's mouth.
He immediately shook his head and continued:
"Theoretically, this sword can be pulled out."

"As long as enough [faith] can be gathered in an instant, it can offset and neutralize the [divine right of kings] characteristic attached to the Sword in the Stone."

"Following this logic, theoretically, anyone can become a king!"

"For this reason, hundreds of princes from the British kingdoms have now gathered in the capital, Winchester, all of whom have come to pull out this sword."

Suya was taken aback for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening.

"You mean, you want me to go and compete with those princes for [faith]?"

"No!"

"We have no money, how could we possibly out-rob them?"

Lucan gave a faint, exaggerated, and sinister laugh.

"but,"

“We can stage a hoax,”

"A hoax that made three million people in the entire capital witness you 'drawing' this sword!"

(End of this chapter)