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She stroked the walls of the corridor, passed her mother's room, then touched the handrail with her fingers as she walked down the stairs step by step.

Finally, she leaned against the kitchen door frame, quietly watching the people still busy inside.

My mother is an idiot. She has wasted too much time on herself in her life, she has been, she is, and she probably will be in the future.

She worked so hard, but never received any reward, only a slow-witted daughter who couldn't learn no matter how she tried.

I finally got what I wanted...

Why can't you think more about yourself? If I go after them, what will you do? I haven't even thanked you properly yet, and there are still so many places I haven't taken you to see.

Without us, how will you live? Where else can you find a place to live your life?

Why say those things? Why not just leave it as it is? Wouldn't it be better to just stay here?

Eriri Sawamura took a deep breath, smiled, and patted the wall: "Mom, I'm going out."

The woman with black hair in pigtails paused, put down her kitchen knife, glanced at her daughter, and then at the beef stew still simmering in the pot.

Eriri Sawamura said in a relaxed tone, "Let's eat it when we get back."

No, she was just afraid that eating familiar food would make her not want to go out again.

Sawamura Sayuri relaxed slightly, turned around to wash her hands, flicking the water droplets off her face, and asked naturally, "Have you thought it through?"

"Yes, I've made up my mind." Eriri Sawamura took two steps back and returned to the living room.

She looked at the person who had followed her out, her expression one of dependence, her voice filled with undisguised coquetry: "Mommy, hug me."

Sawamura Sayuri stared at her for a long time, then shook her head helplessly, stepped forward to hug her, and whispered, "You're so old, how can you not be ashamed?"

Eriri Sawamura said smugly, "Even when I'm thirty, I'll still be shameless."

"Mom, please tell the airport to arrange the next available flight to London."

After saying that, she took the initiative to break free from the embrace, backed away, and finally opened the door, smiling brightly: "Mom, I'm going out."

Sayuri Sawamura looked tenderly at her grown-up daughter and said softly, "Eriri, may you rest in peace."

"Yes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was no one left at the door.

Sayuri Sawamura glanced at the doorway, reached for her phone, and sent a message to someone at the airport.

She then stood in the empty living room for a while.

Just now, Eriri didn't seem to have tied her hair in pigtails. Also, was I too harsh in my words earlier? I feel like I should have been gentler.

Turning around, she went into the kitchen. Too lazy to cook anything else, she simply served the potato and beef stew and put it on the table.

She subconsciously placed an empty bowl in its usual spot, then froze.

quite a while.

"Damn it, Nomi Yamazaki Kazehaya..."

......

Eriri Sawamura knew she couldn't keep up with them, or to put it another way, she could keep up, but only for a short time.

Yukino is very talented, and she should be even faster now. So, if you want to keep up with her, and keep up with her for a long time, or even catch up with her, you need to become stronger.

Eriri Sawamura doesn't know much about her bloodline, only that the more she eats, the stronger her body becomes, just like him, but she must have some kind of limit, and she's almost at that limit.

In a sense, she was also a genius, just not as exaggerated as the other two.

Since we cannot become stronger ourselves, we can only rely on external forces.

During her last visit to London, Eriri Sawamura consulted some materials about the Spencer family and specifically looked up some past legends.

The Sword in the Stone

Or: Cliburn

The legendary sword of King Arthur, the sword in the stone.

She actually wanted the other one more, the broken steel sword, the Lake Nymph's sword Exclibur.

The legend of the sword in the lake requires finding the fairy in the lake, but the sword in the stone does not.

According to the Spencer family records, after King Arthur died, the sword in the stone returned to the world, inside a stone, on a mountain not far from London.

The legend says that whoever pulls the sword from the stone will become the king of the entire realm.

Eriri Sawamura went to see the sword and felt that it could be pulled out.

If she couldn't pull it out by brute force, she smashed the rock.

Ignoring the Spencer family members who were crowding around her, Eriri Sawamura glanced at the airport, calculated the direction, and then transformed into a beam of light, flying towards the location of the sword.

After she left, the blond man gazed thoughtfully in that direction: "What's the little princess doing?"

Another blond man lit a cigarette and said dejectedly, "I don't know. We're not close. The last time I met her, she kicked me so hard I vomited blood."

The third person in the room stroked his chin: "Do you think she might have gone to draw her sword in that direction?"

"..."

"You mean, Eriri Sawamura Spencer wants to be queen?"

......

Eriri Sawamura landed on the mountaintop, ignoring the armed guards, and walked straight towards the square stone.

The sword stood upright on the four stones, exposed to the wind and rain.

He reached out and unleashed a dozen beams of light, knocking down the guards who were about to fire.

Eriri Sawamura walked to the stone platform and stepped onto it.

Then she looked down at the sword.

Inscription on the sword: ONLY THE KING CAN TAKE THE SWORD FROM THE STONE

Only the king can pull this sword from the solid stone.

Oh.

Reaching out, Eriri Sawamura gripped the hilt of the sword and pulled it out sharply.

Then he staggered backward.

She paused, looked at the sword in the stone that she had so easily obtained, and then laughed.

The dark sky was opened, and light pierced through the clouds, falling on the girl, making her golden hair shine brightly.

The scene resembled a miracle, yet all that could be heard were a dozen or so guards lying on the ground and the piercing sound of an alarm.

Eriri Sawamura gripped the sword tightly, knowing everything about it.

Finally, the sword in the stone began to dissipate into particles of light, which gradually adhered to her body before disappearing.

She used herself as a scabbard and ate the sword in the stone.

Looking at the Spencer family members around her who were shouting "My King!", Eriri Sawamura pouted and transformed back into light, heading towards London.

What a shameless old man! He's already so old.

I don't yell 'Excalibur!!' anymore when I watch anime.

With her blonde hair flowing freely, she slowly concealed the radiance emanating from her and sat quietly in front of Buckingham Palace in the heart of London, next to the Queen Victoria Memorial.

She silently felt the power within her body, certain that she now had the confidence for a long-distance march, and all she had to do was wait for them to enter London.

Although I really want to go to Yukino's address in London, I really don't know if Yukino will actually go there. She might just want to stay somewhere in London for a while and then leave. It would be bad if I didn't sense her presence. But if I'm sitting in the center of London now, at least I can sense the whole of London and at least I won't miss anything.

She sat quietly, taking in the whole of London, one day, two days, three days.

Finally, she turned her head and looked at the elderly men and women who were enthusiastically surrounding her.

Forget about using phrases like "King, King, King" and "Is Your Majesty planning to seize Buckingham Palace?" "I am willing to be Your Majesty's henchman." "I am the first to betray the country." "It is time for us to become a true royal family." "Rest assured, Your Majesty, I have already turned the current King Charles III against His Majesty."

What does it mean to turn the current king against his will?

A bunch of crazy old men...

Eriri Sawamura uttered her first words since arriving in England, in fluent English: "Is there food to eat?"

The old man leading the group was slightly taken aback, then slapped his forehead: "Look at me, I'm so old, I've completely forgotten that Wang hasn't eaten yet."

He smiled humbly, his wrinkles puffing up: "Your Majesty, what kind of meal would you like?"

Eriri Sawamura thought for a moment, then said, "Ramen."

The old man quickly turned around and shouted, "Wang wants to eat ramen!"

Then he paused, wondering what ramen was.

Eriri Sawamura added, "Thirty bowls, please."

The old man immediately shouted, "The king wants to eat thirty bowls!"

He was stunned. What did he mean by thirty bowls?

......

Eriri Sawamura began to settle down near that statue.

The Spencer family was very powerful, even to an exaggerated degree. They forcefully defied the royal family and the government to erect a rain shelter for Queen Victoria next to the monument.

If Eriri Sawamura hadn't been unwilling, she would have even suspected that this group wanted to demolish and level the place, and then rebuild a palace across the street from Buckingham Palace.

This group is now fanatical to the point of madness; they seem to truly regard her as queen, certain that she will lead the family to its highest glory.

What a nutcase! Everyone has relationships, why are you acting like a king? What good is being a king? To order around a bunch of old men?

Thinking of this, Eriri Sawamura sat on the sofa and stretched out her hand to the side: "John, give me the foie gras."

The old man sat in a chair much lower than hers and quickly took a plate of sliced ​​foie gras from the table next to him and handed it to her: "Wang, foie gras."

Eriri Sawamura held an exquisite plate in one hand and a silver fork in the other, feeding herself foie gras. She chewed and said, "I told you not to call me 'Queen'."

The old man named John pondered for a moment, then cautiously asked, "Eri-ri-wang?"

Eriri Sawamura's eyes flickered slightly, but she didn't say anything more.

John clearly understood something, and he spoke more cautiously: "King Inari, we have been stationed outside Buckingham Palace for two months. Shouldn't we storm in and take Buckingham Palace?"

"Rest assured, Charles III has been won over by us. He will be the first to open the palace gates for us and welcome the King to his residence."

Eriri Sawamura twitched her lips. She always felt that the person in charge in Britain now was not the government or the royal family, but the old man next to her.

With a serious expression and deep eyes, Eriri Sawamura said slowly, "It's not time yet. Calm down."

She then reached out and handed him a plate: "John, get a plate of steak."

John exchanged plates thoughtfully, pondering, "King Inari did it on purpose, deliberately sitting here, facing Buckingham Palace, using time to build momentum for herself."

"As expected of a king, his thoughts are far-reaching."

"But we don't need to do that, rest assured, our family..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Because there was only steak left on the sofa, his Eriri King ran away.

......

Eriri Sawamura stepped onto the banks of the Thames, her brow furrowed as she sensed the faint lingering presence of the two figures in the air.

A moment later, she transformed into light and sped off in their direction.

Eriri Sawamura stepped onto the Leaning Tower of Pisa and then, without stopping for a moment, headed to a certain train station.

She followed the trail of the two men, crossing war zones and no-man's-land, finally landing in an alleyway of a city.

She was always a step behind because she could never keep up with them. So she could never stop. If she stayed too long, she worried that the traces of the two would be blown away by the wind and rain, and then she would lose the chance to catch up.

Back to Japan, then across the ocean to America, and then around the whole world.

She followed the two as they darted around the world at a slower pace, never stopping for a moment.

Hunger appeared on the second lap, followed by exhaustion, but fortunately, my body was still full of energy.

This is the power of the sword in the stone.

During her fourth crossing of the Pacific Ocean, she thought about some things.