Unlimited Ambition

I cursed secretly, then hugged Mugino Shenli's waist, made a dimensional jump, and then appeared in front of Mikoto. I raised my hand and used an accelerated decomposition technique to dissolve the waveform high-speed cannon of the particle machine. Immediately afterwards, each of them struck the two girls with a knife.

The two girls cried out in pain and stopped. However, the looks they gave each other were still very unfriendly. There was nothing I could do about it. I could only let them be.

In the days that followed, I had even more tasks to complete.

Teach Himegami Akisa interpersonal skills, visit Fukiyori Seiri in the hospital who is being treated for amnesia (of course, it is basically impossible to cure her), stop Kuroko from sexually harassing her sisters (unless she is willing to let me join), accompany Mikoto on a stroll around, treat Takitsubo Riko's body after the treatment (it will take about half a year), scare Frenda, tease Kinuhata Saiai, and have coffee with Mugino Shizuri every morning, noon and night.

After that, I have to satisfy the desires of more than thirty girls every night. (That's not the right number, you bastard!) Every morning when I wake up, my back feels like it's going to break. Sometimes I tell myself: You bastard, can't you control yourself once in a while? You'll definitely die if you keep going like this! You'll die before you're thirty.

But the next moment.

"Are you done yet?! Hurry up!" This was Mugino Shizuri, who was standing outside the bathroom urging me to go get some tea.

"It'll only take five minutes!" After hearing that, I rubbed my face vigorously, almost rubbing off a layer of skin.

Fortunately, these painful yet joyful days lasted less than a week before being interrupted by the sudden outbreak of war.

When I saw the declaration of war jointly submitted by the alliance of eighteen European nations (the Balkans belonging to Jerusalem), I was immediately moved to tears, and almost wanted to rush up and hug each of the eighteen ambassadors.

Thus began World War III. The Nth war between the Church of Jerusalem and the Roman Orthodox Church officially commenced.

Everything is under my control—except for Britain's attitude.

Britain, once the British Empire, had pursued a balance of power policy on the continent for centuries. Add to that my special relationship with Laura Stuart, and the alliance between the Anglican Church and Academy City. I originally believed that after the outbreak of this war, even if the Anglican Church didn't side with us, they would remain neutral.

However, the situation was slightly beyond my expectations—or rather, Laura, that woman, was beyond my expectations.

She rejected him.

Rewind three days. It was 2 a.m. in Jerusalem, the dead of night, but exactly 11 p.m. in London. I had a long-awaited phone call with Laura—no, to be precise, it wasn't a high-tech phone. It was something much older, something more legendary, through a crystal ball.

"...The English Puritans are really...couldn't they just be a little bit different? Well, whatever, a bunch of people who don't even know the structure of a brain, it would be a mistake to have too high expectations of them."

While internally grumbling to himself, I smiled at Laura. Although I had just gotten out of bed and hadn't even washed my face, I looked as utterly颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of utter dejection, listlessness, and apathy) as possible, with dark circles under my eyes.

"How have you been lately?" I looked at her, speechless for a long time, until Laura finally broke the silence: "Take good care of yourself."

I gave a wry smile, speechless. The reason was something I couldn't articulate. At least, I couldn't say it to Laura.

"So, what do you think of my proposal?" After a moment, I handed over the pie-in-the-sky promise I had prepared beforehand: "France, the Low Countries, Switzerland, and Iberia. This is Britain's reward after the war. How about it? Are you willing to help me?"

"I refuse." Laura indeed rejected my offer without even thinking.

"Why?" Gu asked, slightly puzzled. "Is Jerusalem not strong enough? Or are the conditions I offered not good enough?"

“I don’t trust you,” Laura said to me, her head bowed.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" I asked, slightly puzzled.

Laura's smile was utterly desolate: "Do you remember what you said before?"

"Of course I remember!" Gu said, slightly agitated. "I said I would marry you! That promise still stands!"

"I don't care!!!" Laura roared, "Go live with your bunch of little devils for the rest of your lives! Don't even think about me forgiving you!!!"

...That's pretty much why I lost an ally in a European country.

But it's okay, I still have a backup plan.

After rolling his eyes, Gu answered the Dark Knights' call: "The first battle plan has failed. Execute the backup plan—transfer me to Princess Kiarissa, the Second Princess of England."

"Yes, Your Highness, please wait a moment," Dark Knight Commander Leonard replied respectfully.

Fifteen minutes later, I heard an even more unfamiliar, imperious voice.

"Let me make it clear beforehand, my time is extremely precious, so let's get straight to the point," the voice said to me.

"Still the same as when we first met, with a terrible temper." I chuckled softly.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud crash from the other end of the phone, as if the phone had fallen to the ground.

A dozen seconds later, a voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding slightly puzzled: "Are you... that madman from Jerusalem?"

"More or less, of course, I'd prefer you to call me Prince Wright," I replied. "You should have a magic crystal ball with you, right? Use that to tell me the frequency..."

Five minutes later, the face of Princess Chiaris, the second princess of England, appeared on the crystal ball.

"You can tell me what's on your mind."

"Do you want to be the Queen of England?" Gu Qing chuckled as she uttered a shocking statement.

"I don't have time to waste on a madman's nonsense." She hesitated for a second, but quickly regained her composure and answered him in this way.

But I wasn't angry: "I can make you the Queen of England."

"Are you mocking me?!" Kiarissa finally got angry, stood up abruptly from her seat, pointed at my image in the crystal ball, and said this.

"Take a look at this first, then you can decide later." Gu's smile remained unchanged as he pulled a long, narrow sword case from beside the chair and snapped open the spring lock with a "snap."

"..." Kiaris was dumbfounded, then couldn't help but exclaim, "The Sword in the Stone?!"

Chapter Two: Pulling and Hitting

"Your Highness has a good eye. This is indeed the sword in the stone that says, 'He who wields this sword will be the King of Britain.' It is effective against all the inhabitants of the British Isles." Gu nodded with a light smile.

Upon seeing this treasure, Kiarissa was so captivated that she was speechless, unable to utter a single word: "This, this... how did it end up in your hands?!"

"The spoils of our ancestors." Gu smiled contentedly.

On the other side, Chiari nodded weakly, knowing the rumors were true: during the Crusades, even with this treasure in his possession, King Richard the Lionheart of England was no match for Baldwin IV. Not only did he suffer a crushing defeat and humiliation, but this sword in the stone, arguably England's greatest treasure, was also stolen and became a spoil of war for Jerusalem.

The British monarchy never recovered, and centuries later, it was taken advantage of and lost its kingdom. In the end, it was his son-in-law, William III, who benefited.

With this thought in mind, Kiara's face immediately lit up with greed. Staring at the sword in the stone in her hand, she unconsciously reached out. But how could she possibly grasp the illusory image within the crystal ball, separated by thousands of miles? It was like trying to catch the moon's reflection in water—visible but unattainable.

"...What do you want?" The Second Princess reached out and grabbed at empty air, then calmed herself down. She knew she had to take this seriously.

“I have already said it. I hope you will become the King of Britain—no, the King of ‘Great Britain’.” I chuckled and ran out of the bait.

"I don't need it!" The second princess was practically drooling. But she stubbornly insisted, "With my own efforts, I could certainly become queen!"

"Huh?!" I revealed an extremely mocking expression: "You mean the kind of king who is politically sidelined by parliament, religiously controlled, and practically just an empty shell?! Are you kidding me? Can I take that as a joke? Then I won't hold back my laughter... Ahahahahahaha..."

Gu laughed so hard he almost fell over, while Kiaris's expression grew increasingly grim. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and roared, "Stop laughing!!!!"

Of course, I have no obligation to listen to her.

"I told you, stop laughing!!!!" Kiarissa drew her sword and with a single strike, cleaved the wall beside her in two.

"Is there anything wrong with mocking an arrogant, self-important idiot?" Gu snorted lightly. Then he looked at her with a knowing smile.

"What...what exactly do you want to do?!" Kiarissa asked weakly, her aura completely overwhelmed by Gu.

I did not answer her question, but continued speaking to myself: "A true king should be one whose head is above the sky and whose feet are on the earth. He is above all, controls all, and has the power to decide life, death, wealth, and honor with a single word—that is what a king is—within my country, the King of Jerusalem is the true king! He is the supreme head of state in politics, the supreme leader in religion, and the supreme commander of the army!!"

Immediately afterwards, Gu moved closer to the crystal ball and said in an extremely seductive voice, "Then, Your Highness Princess Kiarissa, the Second Princess of the British Royal Family, do you wish to become such a king?"

Kiarissa swallowed hard, opened her mouth, and finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "I agree to your request. Tell me your plan and your conditions."

Gu Qing smiled and nodded: "Very good, I believe we will have a pleasant cooperation, Second Princess—no, Her Highness the Queen of Great Britain."

"First, I will send my best men to help you seize the throne of Queen of Britain. And this sword in the stone is the best weapon. After the victory in the war against the European continent, Western Europe, Northern Europe, and the Iberian Peninsula are yours to take."

Kiarissa knew that if she received the help of the Church of Jerusalem and obtained the Sword in the Stone, coupled with her own power, seizing the British throne would be almost a certainty.

only……

"Then, what price will I have to pay?" Kiarissa sighed softly before speaking.

"A secret alliance with Jerusalem."

"A secret alliance?" Kialisa asked, slightly puzzled.

"Britain's location is truly excellent. It's perfectly positioned behind the European nations—I want you to stab them in the back while the European nations are locked in the fiercest battle with Jerusalem!"

Kialisa's heart skipped a beat: "This is not in line with the spirit of chivalry!"

"Chivalry?! I don't care about that kind of nonsense that fools! I only care about victory!!"

Next, Kialisa was completely overwhelmed by my aura. Under the combined influence of fear and greed, she agreed to my terms. In exchange, I promised her that my support personnel, along with the sword in the stone, would arrive at her side no later than three days later.

"One last condition," I said to Kiarissa as the call was about to end, "Lola Stuart. I want her to appear by my side."

“Capturing Laura Stuart will come at a great cost,” Kialisa said with slight dissatisfaction.

"It doesn't matter how many people die, as long as she appears before me unharmed."

A flash of jealousy flickered in Kialisa's eyes: "I understand."

"Very good." Gu nodded. Since they weren't face to face, and the lighting was dim at midnight, Gu didn't notice anything unusual about her.

The call ended.

Kiarissa stood frozen, an unprecedented jealousy gnawing at her soul. That arrogant, exceptionally talented boy, who was perfectly suited to be her husband, had mentioned another woman in front of her.

She couldn't accept it.

She was destined not to accept my proposal.

At the same time, Gu yawned and then snapped his fingers. From a nearby corner, the sound of the food truck moving could be heard.

Sakuya Izayoi, the new head maid appeared in the Jerusalem court, pushing a cart laden with fragrant coffee.

"Your Highness." She curtsied to the emperor.

"Hmm, same as always," Gu said, then closed his eyes.

Sakuya obediently poured me a cup of coffee, then stood behind me and massaged my shoulders.

I picked up my coffee and took a small sip.

It tastes really good.

Although I don't know anything about drinks, I can still taste them.

Speaking of which, this girl is the only one among the girls I brought back who didn't cause me any trouble; on the contrary, she made my life a little easier.

That alone makes it all the more precious.

Gu sighed softly, then suddenly remembered a question: "Where did you hide that girl?"

"Is the young lady the one you're referring to, my lord?" Sakuya replied calmly, "I hid her in a fantasy land far removed from the world."

I couldn't help but laugh: "Does such a place really exist in this world?"

“It doesn’t exist in this world,” Sakuya replied.