I must draw my sword immediately!

Chapter 7 The Two Sides Deceiving Each Other

"It's a promise!"

The trench, surrounded by three corpses, lay in a pool of blood.
After Merry recited her final vow.

There seemed to be some invisible bond between her and Suya.

then,

She cast a malicious glance at Suya, who seemed completely unaware of the unequal treaty she had signed.

"Hmm, what should I do next? Oh right—"

A mischievous glint flashed in Merry's rose-red eyes.

Once the oath is made, she will be able to take whatever she wants from Suya, meaning she will no longer need to pretend and can treat Suya as a slave to be used.
A slave with the status of a king.

This will be a more powerful and elaborate magic than the spirit summoning magic that existed before the Age of Gods!
However, such behavior is undoubtedly inefficient and will make slaves feel angry and deceived, leading to rebellion.

For a magician who will stop at nothing to reach the source he seeks, the correct approach is—

“Then, my king.”

Mary politely lifted the hem of her skirt, took a step back, and curtsied slightly, like a lady.

"The most urgent task now is to leave here and return to the capital to inherit the throne."

"We ask for your decision!"

Before achieving her goal, Mary didn't hesitate to flatter the imposter in front of her who had just replaced the king, pretending not to know that he was an imposter.
However, in this process,

Her gaze toward Suya was calm, but scrutinizing.
If this person is the kind of idiot who can't see the situation clearly, and gets carried away by the excitement of getting the beautiful butler and tries to do something outrageous to Meryl, or is a fool who bosses her around.

Meryl will make him understand immediately who the real master is!

however,
To Meryl's surprise,

After Suya stood up, he said nothing, neither supporting nor opposing her suggestion, but simply gazing at her calmly with his emerald-green eyes.

"."

Then came a long silence.

This left Mary feeling somewhat lost.

Has this guy never seen a beautiful female magician before?

"Your Majesty, do you have any objections?"

now,

The girl's somewhat uneasy voice fell into Suya's ears, as if she were truly a loyal subject eagerly coming to flatter Suya!
But Suya could already read the genuine joy welling up from the other person's slightly raised eyebrows and the hint of smugness that flashed deep in their eyes!
The true face of this aloof and proud magician girl.

seem
It's completely different from the way she appears on the outside.

"There's no rush." ​​Suya nodded, indicating that she understood, and then continued to silently gaze at the girl in front of her.

"Not in a hurry?" Mary frowned immediately.
She remained outwardly calm, consistent with her persona as Tokiomi, but the smile on her lips had become stiff.
"My king, you may not fully understand the current situation."

"Then please allow me to translate for you—"

"The two Macedonian scouts you killed belonged to the Imperial Partner Cavalry Regiment. They were in direct contact with the cavalry and worked in groups of three."

"As far as I know, they meet every 10 minutes, and killing two scouts means that their captain could discover something amiss here every second."

"So--"

"You will be facing a professional assassin!"

"Professional level? Assassin?" Suya frowned slightly, finally hearing a term he was somewhat familiar with.
Is the assassin you're talking about the one I'm thinking of, the profession called Assassin?
Melly, patiently letting out a sigh, explained quickly:
“That’s right, with your current strength, there’s absolutely no way you could defeat such an enemy, so—” However, at this moment,

Suya shook her head, interrupting her with a wry smile.

"None of that matters."

"you"

Mary was speechless, feeling incredibly frustrated, and increasingly unable to understand what this guy in front of her was thinking.
If you can't beat them, why don't you run away? What are you trying to achieve?
"My king, it's still better now..." Melly wanted to continue persuading him.

“Listen to me, Meryl,” Sua interrupted her again, shaking her head, and said in a deep voice.
“I don’t know if I have a palace steward, or what the significance of my standing here is. In fact, when you said you would make me king, I almost laughed.”

Sua turned her head to look at Arthur Pendragon's corpse on the ground, remained silent for a moment, and then laughed self-deprecatingly:
"People expect a powerful and noble king who can lead them to victory over powerful enemies and prosperity and peace."

"Wouldn't it be better to let that guy become king?"

Upon hearing this, Meryl was slightly taken aback.
What do you mean?
Didn't you stab him to death? Why are you acting like this?
Suya continued her performance.

He glanced blankly around the battlefield, his gaze finally settling on the back of his right hand.
There, there was a scarlet dragon emblem.

Staring at the Pendragon royal insignia, Suya let out a heavy breath, as if she had been instantly isolated from the world, alone and dazed, muttering to herself:

"I clearly wanted to save him."

"But why did he give me this emblem?"

"Clearly, he's more suitable than me."

And at this moment,
Looking at Suya's face, one could see a mixture of three parts collapse, three parts confusion, three parts bitterness, and ninety-one parts pain.

It's like a broken-down king who sang "Mingmingjiu" nine hundred and ninety-nine times, then put on a mask of pain and shouted, "Looking around at the ruins, I have lost my love forever."

Mary's heart trembled violently!

At this moment, she couldn't see a single trace of falsehood in Suya's expression!
This image of Suya reminded her of a chilling possibility—

he,
Perhaps it's not the fake product she thinks it is.

He might be—

The true son of King Uther!

The New King of Britain!

She couldn't help but follow the direction of Suya's emerald green eyes, which were filled with sorrow and longing, as they stared blankly.
He looked at the dragon-shaped emblem imprinted on the back of Suya's hand!
then,

The strange scene that had just appeared in her mind overlapped with the boy in front of her!

It seems like...
This guy did indeed stab Arthur Pendragon first, then suddenly started dancing around, acting as if he regretted it, wanted to save him, and begged him not to die.
That guy almost attracted Seleucus's attention, giving her a real fright, so this scene left a particularly deep impression on Mary.

And the crest on the back of this guy's hand was indeed—Arthur Pendragon took his hand before he died, seemingly giving it to him willingly, and in the end they even intertwined their fingers and raised it high in a very affectionate manner.

In the world of magicians, the transfer of magic imprints passed down through generations is not done voluntarily. This kind of thing, like an 'organ,' is very difficult to 'take away.' Even if it is forcibly taken away, it will cause incomplete or incompatible magic circuits and the collapse of the imprint.

And now,
The magic mark that Meryl saw on the back of Sua's hand...

no doubt,

There is no sign of any damage or breakage.
What does this imply, and what complex relationships does it represent? Could it be that Arthur Pendragon is the imposter? A double bearing an insignia to conceal the truth of the royal bloodline's incompetence?

Thinking of this, Meryl couldn't help but gasp!
Her expression suddenly turned somewhat pained—

If Suya is the real deal, then making a transgressive oath with her is playing with fire. If the royal family or knights supporting the new king discover this, the forcibly signed oath could easily be amended or erased.

And she will face
It will be a nationwide manhunt across Britain and a campaign of knights from all walks of life who are not human!
(End of this chapter)