Isabel suddenly smiled with relief. She did not try to dissuade him anymore, but continued.
"What's your plan?"
Arthur frowned and thought, "Since the most elite troops in the imperial capital are the Royal Celtic Cavalry, we must try to avoid street fighting and block the West French troops on the plains outside the imperial capital.
I think the cavalry should think so too, so I plan to support them. "
Isabel nodded, "Go, child, I will find a way for you regarding follow-up support."
Arthur nodded, and then he was about to draw his sword from behind, but suddenly, his expression froze.
He panicked and grabbed the hilt of the sword that didn't exist behind him.
"What's wrong?" Isabel said.
"I didn't bring my sword." Arthur said with an ugly expression.
Isabel didn't give Arthur any time to prepare. She took a boat directly to the imperial capital while she was in Hart's yard, and had no time to bring her luggage.
As a swordsman, the sword is your own hands, which is very deadly.
"Is that so?" Isabel's eyes flashed, "I do know that there is a place with a sword suitable for you to use."
"Where?" Arthur asked.
"Baal Cathedral," Isabel said, "There is a sword stuck on the high platform there."
Arthur didn't ask why there was a sword stuck there. He trusted Isabel very much.
He didn't waste time. After bidding farewell to Isabel, he rushed straight to the Baal Cathedral.
"The sword stuck in the Cathedral of Baal." Dan on one side couldn't help but said, "Isn't that the sword in the stone that chooses destiny?"
"Why do you think he got his name?"
Watching Arthur leave, Isabel murmured softly.
"Be prepared to welcome the new emperor."
Because of the arrival of the West French army, the interior of the imperial capital became extremely chaotic. People fled in panic. The sight of more than a million people surging up was very shocking.
Some noble carriages inside the imperial capital were pulling astonishing wealth, blocking the main roads.
There were constant shouts and quarrels, and in the business district, some hooligans even took the opportunity to smash, smash, and loot in various stores. Although the secret police worked hard to maintain order, it was still to no avail.
Chaos and fear fill the city, but this is just the beginning.
This place is different from Eagle Point Town, where there are dozens of people but less than ten thousand people.
The population here is in the millions.
But the people here are different from the unity of the Sassilian people, and it is basically impossible to unite and riot like them.
When the West French invaders enter the city, these people will be piglets waiting to be slaughtered one after another. Blood and death will be everywhere in this place.
Although Arthur was deeply saddened by those nobles, the vast majority of the people in this city were innocent.
They abandoned their fields and came to this city, just to give their families a chance to survive.
They have already suffered enough and cannot suffer like this anymore.
Arthur jumped between the cities and soon came to the Cathedral of Baal.
Because of the existence of the Sword in the Stone, the number of people in Baal Cathedral has increased tenfold compared to three years ago.
Although it is currently at war, the tourism economy of the imperial capital has been revitalized.
Perhaps, all Brittanians are extremely eager for this powerful new emperor to appear and break their current status quo.
However, because of the West French Empire's army, almost all the people here have escaped, but there are still some clergymen walking around in panic.
There are many cultural heritages from the Britannian Empire in the Baal Cathedral, and these clergy are urgently transferring these heritages to the basement.
Arthur ignored these people and entered the church directly. He soon saw the sword in the stone inserted on the high platform of the church.
The sword was half submerged, and the cold light emitted from the part of the sword that was still outside was enough to prove that it was a good sword.
The decoration of gold and gems on it is also just right, without any sense of vulgarity.
Arthur fell in love almost at first sight.
He walked slowly to the sword platform.
But at this moment, a voice came from one side.
"Who are you and why are you still here?"
Arthur turned his head, and a cleric wearing a white robe and holding a picture in his hand was looking at him with a frown.
He looks to be in his thirties, with a Chinese character face, unshaven beard, and deep eyes.
He was beside Victor during the appointment and dismissal ceremony. He was Puni's subordinate and one of the elders of the Presbyterian Church, Hayden.
"I came here to borrow something," Arthur said.
Hayden frowned slightly, "There's nothing valuable here."
"What's the matter, elder?"
A group of clergymen also walked over from the corridor on one side, each holding some information in their hands.
"There's a kid here who wants to borrow something," Hayden said.
"They are probably some hooligans who came from nowhere, looking for valuable things." One of the priests said.
Another cleric looked at Arthur and shouted to him, "Hey! Get out of here quickly, or I will call the secret police!"
"Sorry, but I'm not a thief."
Arthur said apologetically.
"I'm really here to borrow something, and I'll return it when I'm done with it."
Hayden seemed to want to say something, but Arthur couldn't wait any longer. He turned around, stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword.
Seeing his target, the priests around him felt helpless for a moment.
I was thinking where did this stupid Qing come from? He didn’t even know the origin of this sword?
There were hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of people who came to the church and tried to draw the sword, and none of them could move the sword even one bit.
They shook their heads helplessly, and then prepared to quickly transfer the things in their hands.
Hayden's brows gradually relaxed, and he felt helpless.
"You can't pull that thing out, kid, that's it"
At this point, his voice stopped for a moment.
The priests who were about to leave seemed to have noticed something and looked at Hayden.
His eyes were open, his mouth was slightly open, and his face was full of shock.
The priests looked at the high platform inside the church with suspicion and confusion, and their pupils shrank slightly.
Although there was some resistance, the holy sword that had not been pulled out by nearly a million people began to slowly move outward at this moment, gradually revealing its full appearance when the divine envoy brought it.
Their breathing was slightly stagnant.
But when Arthur was about to pull out the sword completely, he couldn't pull it out anymore.
The priests behind them who were watching all this kept their mouths open and their eyes staring. .
Time seems to have stopped at this moment.
And at this moment, a familiar voice came to his ears.
"Are you really ready to accept this fate?"
In front of Arthur, Char's figure slowly appeared, still wearing the white, spotless magic robe, with medium-long white hair, and quiet and deep eyes.
Beside him, the figure of a huge army slowly appeared.
"Teacher! Sonny!" Arthur said in surprise.
But suddenly, he seemed to realize something and looked at the Sword in the Stone in his hand.
At this moment, he finally noticed the words written on it.
"Whoever draws this sword will be the emperor of all Britannia."
Arthur remembered what Char said when he said goodbye to him last time.
He said that as long as he came to Baal Cathedral, he would know the answer to everything.
Isabel said something similar.
He thought of Xia Ya's teaching and guidance to him in the past few years.
Everything seemed to be gradually connected in his mind.
He looked at Xia at a loss.
"If you want to change this country, pulling out this sword will give you the capital to change this country."
Char looked at Arthur.
"Your name is Arthur Britannia.
And your father is the late Emperor Moria Britannia.
Your sister is the current emperor, Isabel Brittania.
You have the most orthodox inheritance rights in all of Britannia.
And this sword can also give you the recognition of divine authority. "
"Isabel and Alicia are my sisters." Arthur whispered absentmindedly, "You told me when you picked me up from the orphanage that I have three sisters who are still alive."
Char's words continued.
“You have all the legal principles to become the supreme ruler of this country.
As long as you want, you can be more than ten thousand people at any time.
but"
There was a pause in his words.
"Fate is always cruel.
Just like Hart taught you.
When you gain something, you actually lose something.
In the future, your ending may not be happy. "
Xia Ya stared at Arthur, with an unknown depth in his dark eyes.
"You still have a chance now.
Do you really decide to accept this fate? "
Arthur looked at the hilt of the sword in his hand. He did not let go, but fell silent.
he asked after a moment.
"In the future, will I succeed in changing this country?"
Xia Ya smiled and nodded, "Yes."
After a pause, he continued to ask.
“Are the ghettos gone?
Have those people at the bottom received the dignity they deserve? "
"These cannot be changed overnight, but..."
Xia Ya's words paused and his eyes flashed.
“You’ll have a solid foundation for all of this.”
"In that case, that's enough."
This young man with short flaming red hair and green eyes as clear and gentle as the sky showed a firm smile to his mentor.
This smile is so sincere and gentle.
His answer was also so simple and serious.
Since the people will get the dignity they deserve from him in the future.
Then the unhappy ending may only be for him.
That being the case.
that's enough.
The gaze in Xia Ya's eyes was flowing, and time also started to flow at this moment.
The eyes of the priests behind him gradually became clear, under their horrified eyes.
The young man drew the holy sword without any hesitation!
The ruler of Britannia was born at this moment!
(End of chapter)
