A series of hurried footsteps came from the corridor outside the room. It belonged to a tall man who was wearing chainmail that he had just taken from the castle guards. A cheap axe was hanging at his waist, and he held a finely crafted, ornate longsword that he had taken from the knight.
Normally, such sophisticated weaponry would be completely out of reach for a Saxon like him.
This was all thanks to the two men who suddenly stormed into their camp. Although they killed half the camp without saying a word, they gave the other half a chance, allowing them, the Saxons rejected by Britain, to join them in storming into the nobleman's castle and wantonly killing, burning, and looting.
Although the noble lords usually treated them well and often hired them to plunder the territories of other nobles.
But the nobleman was too greedy, always insisting on a 30/70 split – they got 30%, and the nobleman got 70%.
Now it's different. All I have to do is follow behind and pick up the loot, and all the loot I get belongs to them!
Although the cost was that half the population was killed, what does that matter?
It's better that those people are dead; their deaths allow the living to get more spoils!
The man stopped at the doorway, his gaze lingering on the jewelry worn by the elegant nobleman, a greedy look of delight on his face.
"Sir, may I..."
The girl, who had been enjoying herself with her eyes half-closed, opened them. Her drooping eyelashes could not hide the coldness in her golden eyes.
The man's body trembled slightly, and he instinctively took a step back out of fear.
But he soon stopped trembling, for his chest had been pierced by a sharp blade.
In his final moments, he heard the innocent, clear voice of a young girl and the cold reply of a man:
"Brother, can I kill them?"
"Kill them, it's pointless anyway."
In just a few hours, the once-impregnable castle was easily breached.
When knights from all over received the news, donned their armor, summoned their territories' soldiers, and rode to their aid, they found only corpses strewn across the ground—guards, knights, nobles, and disheveled Saxon barbarians. Without exception, almost all of them were stripped naked; their armor, weapons, and even their clothes had been stripped away, leaving them with nothing.
The horrific scene was heartbreaking for everyone. They were puzzled as to why the soldiers guarding the castle had not closed the gate properly, and astonished that these barbarians dared to attack a nobleman's castle.
Ultimately, they could only attribute everything to a Saxon traitor among their soldiers; it was this inside-outside collaboration that led to the easy breach of the castle. Although the castle's defenders fought valiantly, killing hundreds of Saxons...
However, despite the overwhelming numerical superiority of the Saxon barbarians, the castle could not be defended, and even the count perished. The Saxon barbarians also looted most of the valuables in the castle, leaving behind only corpses scattered everywhere.
Naturally, such a tragedy instilled fear in the knights in addition to their grief.
If Saxon barbarians could breach even a fortified castle protected by hundreds of soldiers and knights, wouldn't their manors be even less secure?
What will happen to the individual knightly lords if the Saxon barbarians attack their manor directly next time?
Driven by fear, the knights almost immediately thought of the only solution—
To avoid being killed by the Saxon barbarians, one must kill the Saxon barbarians first.
With the entire Earl's family perished, the remaining knights lacked both the strength to wipe out the Saxons and the prestige to command.
Trust and a sufficiently high social status are needed to lead others.
The remaining options are self-evident.
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"Requesting help?"
Artoria was somewhat surprised.
"Although it sounds like a prank, it is indeed true. Count Isaac's castle was attacked by the Saxons. Not only was the castle breached, but Count Isaac and his family also perished in the attack. The remaining knights still occupy the castle, but they are constantly worried that the Saxons will attack again, so they sent someone to ask us for help."
"The other earls also sent messengers overnight to ask for help, each claiming that the Saxons were attacking their castles. But I think they were just terrified and hoped we could prioritize rescuing them."
Kai's expression was somewhat strange; it wasn't exactly gloating, after all, it was a tragedy nonetheless. But just thinking about the reasons behind the nobles' initial arrogance followed by obsequiousness was truly heartwarming.
"Send Gao Wenqing to rescue Count Isaac and wipe out the Saxons in Isaac's territory."
"What about the others?"
"Reply to them that our forces are limited and tell them to hold out for a while longer."
Upon hearing Artoria's reply, Kai couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Although he quickly realized that this was somewhat impolite, he suppressed his smile and adopted a serious expression.
But Artoria didn't take his rudeness to heart, and didn't even notice when Kai left.
"What are you worried about?" Merlin asked.
Artoria glanced at the nightmare that had appeared out of nowhere, but didn't answer him. She simply said calmly:
“I’m not worried about anything.”
The Saxons were indeed a considerable threat to the Kingdom of Camelot, but it would be quite difficult for them to breach a noble's castle on their own, at least...
Such things have rarely happened so far.
The last time a nobleman was killed in his own castle was before...
She killed him with her own hands.
Coincidentally, just a few days ago, Yoshikage Kira disappeared for a period of time with Melyu Shina.
Therefore, the answer is almost obvious.
But Artoria didn't intend to confront Yoshikage Kira or get to the bottom of things.
Artoria decided to keep this a secret and just assume it was the Saxons who did it!
Chapter 252 My Holy Sword!
Artoria's conquest and expulsion of the Saxons brought the once fragmented Kingdom of Camelot back together under the same banner.
Whether commoners or nobles, or knights fighting under the king's banner, everyone believed that King Arthur was a perfect and wise king, and everyone believed that Camelot would surely usher in a bright future under the king's leadership!
But what no one knew was that...
The perfect king in their eyes was now sitting upright in a chair, just like a child who felt guilty for accidentally breaking a vase, accepting the questioning from Merlin and Yoshikage Kira.
"So, what's going on here?"
Merlin frowned and questioned the longsword that Artoria had placed on the table, now broken in two.
That was undoubtedly the Sword in the Stone; the magician who had touched it with his own hands didn't think he could be mistaken. But even Merlin couldn't reconcile this dull, broken sword with the gleaming golden holy sword he remembered!
"It broke."
Artoria's words were concise and to the point.
"I'm not blind!"
Merlin was furious and loudly questioned the girl before him:
"I'm asking how it broke! Please don't tell me it's a quality issue!"
Artoria did not answer her directly, but chose to remain silent.
obviously.
She knew why the sword in the stone broke, but she didn't want to say.
"This is really troublesome!"
Merlin looked troubled, as if even she didn't know how to handle the situation.
The sword in the stone may not be anything special in itself, but its symbolic meaning is very important because it is the sword of the king!
"The selection of a king is the mystery embodied in the sword in the stone, and also the meaning of its existence."
It was by drawing this sword that Artoria was able to quickly gain the people's recognition and rightfully become the Queen of Camelot. Only by becoming queen could Artoria lead her knights to maintain the unity of the Kingdom of Camelot and restore the royal family's rule!
In other words.
All of this is based on drawing the holy sword!
Only by wielding this sword that will choose the king can Artoria gather countless knights under her command.
Conversely, if the sword breaks in her hands, it will undoubtedly become proof of the king's dereliction of duty!
On the other hand, without the Holy Sword, Artoria would be unable to complete her mission at all—if Artoria did not have the Holy Sword, she would surely be defeated when her fateful duel with Vortigern came!
As the sword that selects kings, the sword in the stone itself has absolutely no defects in quality.
In other words.
It will never break in battle with any other sword; this is not an ordinary sword, but a sacred sword imbued with mystery.
Many people may think that the so-called Sword of Kings is a huge scam, and indeed it is.
However, the Sword of Kings itself is not a fake, otherwise the other knights would not have been able to believe it.
Whoever pulled it out must possess the noblest character.
Because its standard for judging a king is not just a king, but a knight king—
One must be both a knight and a king.
Artoria is such a queen.
Because that's how she was raised from a young age.
Hector taught her how to be a proper knight, while Merlin taught her how to become a king.
In other words, the ritual of drawing the Sword of Kings is not about making the conditions for drawing the Sword of Kings serve Artoria as much as possible, but about making Artoria meet the conditions for drawing the Sword of Kings as much as possible!
It's not about making the Sword of the Chosen King tailor-made for Artoria, but rather making Artoria tailor-made for the Sword of the Chosen King.
It wasn't the sword in the stone that made Artoria the perfect knight king, but rather that Artoria herself was perfect enough to pull out the sword from the stone!
Undoubtedly, their training was successful.
Hector was an excellent knight, and his training shaped Artoria into a noble knight.
Merlin's training was also successful. With her rich experience in raising kings, she constantly instilled in Artoria the experience of being a king.
No matter how successfully you nurture him, there's no way to prevent him from going astray!
The fact that the sword in the stone broke in two is the best proof that Artoria must have made a decision that violated her identity as the "Knight King," and that she herself would feel ashamed and uneasy because of it.
Because of its owner's self-doubt, the mystery surrounding the sword in the stone became ephemeral. Just like the noble virtues its owner once possessed, they vanished completely.
"Can it be fixed?"
"Artoria asked."
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