I must draw my sword immediately!

Chapter 36 My King, Become a Swordsman!

What does it feel like to know that you are about to overthrow the Pharaoh?
Suya felt like Benboerba, who was killed by the Nine-Headed Insect and his disciples.

The sky has fallen!
Suya considered herself exceptionally talented in this world, and soon after transmigrating, with the help of Meili, she directly killed a professional assassin.

But no matter how talented you are, you can't treat your buddy like Sasuke, can you?

Go wherever you can get beaten up.
Are you... are you even human?!
Sua looked at Meryl, Lucan, and Dagonet with a look of horror. Seeing that the three of them all seemed to agree with the suggestion, her heart skipped a beat.

Half-hero,
Even if you're only at the half level, you're still better than a master. I'd probably be dead in one hit against a master, so why aren't you guys objecting at all?
Seeing Suya's terrified expression, Melly reached out and patted his belly, giving him a "You can do it, young man" look, and encouraged him:

"Don't be afraid, King Su Wu, you can do it, and right now, you're the only one here who can do it."

Lukan nodded: "We need a swordsman!"

"A master swordsman. As long as we have a master swordsman who is skilled in riding to accompany our lineup, we have a 'paper' possibility of fighting this semi-hero head-on."

Suya was immediately surprised upon hearing this: "A swordsman? A master swordsman?"

By this time, he had learned from Meryl and Dagonet the general hierarchy of professions in this world.

Attendants, professions, masters, heroes, and legends—have you ever witnessed just how terrifying they are? And beyond the legends, there are gods who possess the power to fill mountains and create seas at will, alter the positions of continental plates, and even summon continents to descend.

Of the six levels, Master ranks third.
But in any case, the practical problem is—

Suya wasn't even a servant.

His attributes were improved entirely through the methods provided by the cheat program. Moreover, he only knows that such a method exists, but he doesn't even know how to become a professional or how to become stronger.

Ignoring Meryl's enhancement magic, Sua's true combat strength is only enough to go toe-to-toe with the grunts that can be found everywhere on this battlefield, let alone opponents of master level or above.

Thinking of this, Suya couldn't help but shift her gaze to Dagonet beside her.
"Wait, Dagonet, aren't you a knight?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, I am a knight, and also a spearman."

"But I am not a swordsman."

Suya was already somewhat used to Dagonet's detailed explanations, and immediately said, "Then please explain it to me properly."

“My lord, I am deeply honored by this, but I am neither a swordsman nor a leader; I cannot take your place.”

Dagonet instinctively shrank his neck, pretending to be a coward.

Suya felt that Dagonet had suddenly become extremely difficult to communicate with, and could only helplessly explain:

"I'm not asking you to replace me, I'm asking you to..."

Lucan glanced at Dagonet, his eyes filled with disdain, and said contemptuously:

“My king, let me explain. I’ve said it before, this guy is a coward. When it comes to fighting, his brain is like a pill bug crawling on the ground. He can only understand commands like finding a place to hide.”

"What nonsense are you talking about? I...I...just..."

Lucan completely ignored Dagonet's rebuttal and explained:
“We need a master swordsman, or rather, we need you to pretend to be a master swordsman.”

"Swordsman, spearman, knight, archer, berserker, magician, assassin."

"Among the seven major job types,"

"The Swordsman class has the highest strength and endurance bonuses. We already have enough agile assassins and spearmen, so we need a front-line fighter who can directly restrain the fantasy creature [Lion-faced Man] ridden by Ptolemy, and a master-level swordsman who can withstand Ptolemy's close-range attacks as both a swordsman and a knight."

"But this is not to let you actually fight that half-hero, but just to show that we have the ability to fight him, just like I did when I faced Seleucus."

"You possess, um..." At this point, Lukan seemed to recall some unpleasant memory, subconsciously glancing at the innocent-looking Meryl standing beside him. He quickly replaced the word 'fraudster' that was about to slip out with another word, vaguely but with a confident expression, he acknowledged to Suya:

"You have that professional aura; if it were you, you could definitely do this perfectly!"

Upon hearing this, Suya remained expressionless.

If you want to call me a fraudster, just say so. If you want me to get beaten up, just say so too!
Would I ask you for money like Meryl did for this?
You underestimate the king's magnanimity!

but,

At this point, he also understood Lucan's plan.
They intend to deceive, launch surprise attacks, and use their wits to bully the Pharaoh comrades they might encounter.

The only thing that can't be a real fight is...

"In fact, the rumors circulating in our circle about Sir Hector's second son are that he is a master swordsman, a rising star of the kingdom with talent no less than that of Knight Kay."

"The enemy also knows the same information."

"Although I don't know why, the real you has never even had any professional experience, and moreover, compared to becoming a swordsman, you actually possess top-tier talent for another profession."

"but--"

sieve!
Suddenly speaking, Lukan knelt down before Suya, seemingly bowing his head, but his gaze subtly rose, his golden pupils calmly observing Suya's expression.
But with his head down, his voice conveyed a different attitude.
He spoke in a tone that was both extremely apologetic and extremely sincere:

"I'm sorry, my king, even if this temporarily buries your talent!"

"In order to defeat the future Pharaoh, reach the city of Sol, and return to the capital—"

"My king, please become a swordsman!"

Although the words that reached my ears were very impassioned and without any flaws,

But Suya instinctively felt like she was being watched.
The moment Lucan mentioned the name 'Sir Hector's second son,' he immediately realized that...
Lucan still harbored doubts, doubting his identity as king and the authenticity of his status as the son of Sir Hector!
In a reaction time of less than one-tenth of a second
Suya immediately responded—

He showed a hint of embarrassment, clenched his fist slightly, and then said somewhat dejectedly:

"At the manor, unlike Kai, I can't even call Hector 'Father.' Oh well."

Suya first helped Lukan up, then raised his head and looked at the three people around the one-legged round table in turn. He gritted his teeth and said loudly:

"I want to become a professional!"

"My knights—"

"This is not only for you, but also for myself. It doesn't matter what the best or most suitable profession is; what matters is,"

"As king, I want to fight alongside you!"

"please tell me!"

How can I become a swordsman?

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