I must draw my sword immediately!

Chapter 92 The Plan to Deceive the World

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As the convoy moved forward, the talks held around the people sitting in the covered wagons were soon interrupted.

A soldier at the city gate of the capital lifted the curtain of a covered wagon, looked inside, scanned the area, and finally fixed his gaze on the distinguished-looking Suya, saying:

"Sir, according to Article Thirteen of the Kingdom's Security Passage Order, a passage fee is now required to enter the Kingdom. Please pay it."

"It's 4 silver coins in total."

Upon hearing this, Suya instinctively reached for his phone to scan the QR code, but quickly remembered—

I not only don't have a cell phone, but I also have no money.

He immediately turned his head to look at Lukan, who seemed to have just proposed an extraordinary plan, his eyes conveying the message, 'Lord Lukan, how about you resolve this?'

Upon receiving this gaze, Lucan's expression froze, and he turned to look at Dagonit, who was sitting at the front of the covered wagon.
Dagonet's beard twitched, and he quickly returned a helpless look, shrugging his shoulders.

Although the plan they had just discussed sounded impressive...

But the reality is,
The three of them couldn't even scrape together 4 silver coins.

Left with no other choice, Lucan could only look at Merry, who was deliberately playing dead and even shrinking into the back of the carriage to minimize her presence.

Even before entering the capital, this woman had already emptied Lukan's wallet. Although she seemed to be the most indebted of the group, she was also strangely the richest.

At this moment, poverty diminishes one's will, and Lukan's voice dropped three octaves:
"Miss Meryl."

Mary reacted quite strongly, immediately clutching her wallet:

"No, you're even asking me for 4 silver coins?"

"Renting this carriage has already cost me 3 silver taels!"

Mei Li clutched her purse tightly at her waist and shook her head vigorously. "Impossible! I still have loans to pay off. If I give this money, I won't even be able to pay the lowest installment. Lukan, you know what terrible things can happen if you can't pay your money back!"

Lukan sighed deeply and said helplessly:

"I know, I know. I'll pay you back as soon as I get the money in the city! I'll pay you back double."

After much persuasion, they finally managed to scrape together the entrance fee. After paying the fee and passing through the city gates, they were finally considered to have truly entered the capital.

Unlike the Holy City of the Sixth Singularity, Winchester, the capital city also built upon the Holy Lance, is undoubtedly much larger as it does not face the crisis of human incineration or the need to compress space by turning people into specimens.
Suya lifted the curtain from the covered wagon.

Then the sounds of bustling crowds came from all directions.

Laughter, shouts, conversations, bargaining, and the rumbling of horse-drawn carriage wheels rolling on the ground filled the air.

Looking up,

A wide road, wide enough for more than ten carriages to travel side by side, paved entirely with yellowish-brown stone bricks, stretches from the western gate of the capital city all the way to the horizon, vaguely resembling the towering Silver Fortress, which resembles a series of mountain peaks.

The buildings lining both sides of the road were not the Norman-style structures Suya had seen before, belonging to this era. Instead, they were rows upon rows of Gothic houses, with red tiles, pointed roofs, and pointed arches and flying buttresses forming a continuous expanse, much like the Shiganshina district beneath Wall Maria in Attack on Titan.
Looking at the continuous expanse of red-tiled roofs and flying arches, Suya couldn't help but think, "If only this place had a 3D maneuvering system for mobility..."

That would be absolutely awesome.

And then,
With a straight face, Lucan coughed twice, ignoring the awkward scene just now, and instructed Dagonet to continue driving to the location he had designated, so that he could continue to explain the team's upcoming itinerary and plans to Sua and Meryl:

"I had thought about it before I came. Although the plan is bold, it is actually feasible."

There are three difficulties:

"First, how do we stage a deception that covers the entire capital?" "Second, choose the right time and method to guide and gather [faith] at the moment we want—that is, to demonstrate it."

"Third, the aftermath. The capital is full of semi-heroes, heroes, and even legends. We need to gain the support of at least some people to stabilize the situation and allow us to guide that sudden surge of faith toward our king, forcibly anchoring the connection between the sword in the stone and him."

"Finally, the rules of the world are deceived to make them a 'established fact'!"

Even from just this short excerpt, Su Ya could imagine how massive and complex this project must be.

Moreover, this plan sounds far too vague.

Ignoring the connections and manpower required for the second and third points, just the first point alone—how to deceive three million people—left Suya completely clueless.

Mary rolled her eyes and said speechlessly:

Do you know how much money your plan will cost?

"Just to produce a magic show that can be seen by three million people at the same time would cost at least seven figures in pounds."

"Do you have any money, you conman who just borrowed 8 silver taels from me?"

Lukan nodded, his eyes crinkling into a smile as he said:

"Of course not that many, but right now there just happens to be an opportunity for us to borrow—"

"Forty days later, it will be the coming-of-age ceremony for the eldest prince, Chelos."

"He planned to use this ceremony to rally the faith, and after the ceremony, he would try to go to St. Stephen's Church to pull the sword out of the stone."

Hearing this, Suya couldn't help but feel strange.
Although the Arthurian legend is fictional, mainstream texts and original records indicate that King Uther had only one son, Arthur.

But who is this Chelos?

He couldn't help but look at Lukan and asked, "Who is this?"

"It is said that he was King Uther's illegitimate son. Edward II, the Duke of Cornwall, made it public after Uther went to war. He claimed that eighteen years ago, Uther took a fancy to his wife Gwendolyn and had a secret rendezvous with her while he was away. His wife dared not make a fuss, so she gave birth to the child under the pretext of recuperating at the manor."

Lucan shrugged and smiled speechlessly:
"It was this news that made King Uther fall ill with anger while leading his army into battle. But before King Uther could refute the rumor, he was chopped in half and hung on the banner of the Conqueror King."

"With no one to testify since he was dead, and given Edward II's close relationship with the church, the matter was settled."

Meryl frowned and asked:

"So, you want to plagiarize this 'eldest prince's' coming-of-age ceremony? Are you out of your mind?"

Lucan shook his head.

"It's just a rough idea for now. If the Duke of Cornwall could forge a crown prince, so can we."

"but,"

Lukan then looked intently at Suya and said in a deep voice:

Ultimately, it depends on your perspective.

"Are you ready to become king?"

(End of this chapter)