Type Moon World, this moon is really wild

In just one day, he transformed from a cell into a baby, opening his black eyes in a daze and seeing the back of a figure closing the door.

……

With nothing to do, Yinglin naturally decided to visit the church.

Legend has it that there is a sword stuck there that, if pulled out, will make one the King of Britain.

Yinglin knew its name—the invincible golden sword.

I'm not very interested in that.

If I had to describe it, it was a really fun activity.

Morgan would probably be very happy if I pulled the sword out of the stone.

Just as Yinglin was heading towards the National Church Cemetery, a familiar white-haired magician stopped him and said, feigning grievance.

"That's absolutely unacceptable. If you were to pull the sword from the stone on behalf of Morgan, Britain would be thrown into chaos!"

A blue and white staff, a white robe concealing black pantyhose underneath, and delicate feet encased in footed socks resting on openwork high heels that were clearly not fit for human use.

Her attire revealed her identity to Ying Lin, causing his expression to become somewhat strained, and he said speechlessly.

"Someone like you, would you care about the course of history? Not to mention the whole story, which you already know well and have little interest in at all."

"Huh?" Mary was very surprised. How could this boy know so much? He had figured out her personality completely.

Even King Uther, Vortigern, Morgan, and her disciple Artoria were unaware of her hidden side.

"That's strange, but your words did touch me. But can you come up with something that will make me happy?"

Yinglin didn't speak, but just looked at Meili calmly, his extremely distrustful gaze making her feel awkward.

"Okay, I'm fine with that."

"That's pretty much it."

To deal with someone like Meryl, you shouldn't follow her train of thought.

You should just stare at her silently; sooner or later, Mary will lose her temper and start talking to you again.

"this is for you."

Yinglin stretched out his hand, and a small, exquisite fruit cake flew out of his palm and landed in front of Meili, whose face lit up with joy.

"That's right, this is the first time I've seen this style."

Mary has always been very open to new things. After tasting it, her calm pink-haired, star-like eyes suddenly lit up, and she exclaimed in surprise.

"It's so delicious! I can't let Liya see this, or I'll have lost out just now."

Perhaps because her true nature had been revealed, Mary was now too lazy to even pretend anymore. She grabbed Yinglin's arm and shook it.

"Well, do you think it's fair that I've made such a big concession and only received this little reward?"

"Of course." Yinglin tossed her a few more.

To be honest, this was because he knew what kind of taste "Merry" liked from her before he came to Britain, which allowed him to make the right choice.

"Eat more, until you're so full you won't even care about me anymore."

"I'm not that fragile~"

Yinglin himself was a little overwhelmed by how easily he had succeeded in bribing the enemy.

As expected of you, Mary.

"I believe it."

After finishing the cake, Mary, who seemed indifferent to everything, suddenly asked a question.

"Are you from the future, possessing technology that even this era cannot match?"

"In this day and age, development is still too slow, and we don't have this kind of manufacturing method."

Yinglin wasn't easily intimidated. Long ago, Tamamo-no-Mae and the others had questioned his identity as a human, so he was even less concerned about the future and replied calmly.

"You can take a guess."

"Oh~"

Mary didn't reply, but just gave him a meaningful look.

If I want something like that, I can get it.

Or, the kind of story you told me yourself.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Hurry up and take me to church. I want Morgan to regain his right to inherit the throne."

"Do you wish for the world to become even more chaotic?"

In theory, Mary should have stopped him, but instead she smiled and agreed.

"Okay, go now."

Chapter 98 Meryl: I'm scouting the enemy's situation.

Church Cemetery

This is where the golden sword of certain victory that Melie threw down is kept.

Whoever can pull it out will become the new king of Britain, lead the people out of suffering, drive away foreign enemies, and kill Vortigern.

Countless knights tried, but none succeeded.

Yinglin watched from afar as the sword in the stone remained motionless. Remembering an amusing incident from before his transmigration, he curiously patted Meryl on the shoulder and asked...

"Is it only Artoria who can pull this thing out?"

"Huh?" Meryl asked, puzzled.

"Have you overestimated the power of these knights, or underestimated my little Lia?"

In conclusion, Artoria may not be as skilled as these experienced knights.

Pure brute force alone wouldn't be enough for her to fight even if they were tied together.

This is the power of the British Red Dragon.

Even the Knights of the Round Table who followed her could not defeat her.

Yinglin awkwardly covered his mouth, seemingly pondering this rather funny question.

"That's true. If they were stronger than Artoria, I think the White Dragon wouldn't even need her to fight them."

"That's right~"

In other words, Meryl didn't use any underhanded tactics at all.

Simply put, if you're good at cooking, practice more.

"Artoria, when is she coming?" Yinglin asked casually, stepping into the crowd.

"Meli skillfully uses illusion magic, sits on the boy's shoulders, and replies."

"Soon, but judging from your expression, are you trying to beat her to it?"

"Throughout history, the first place winner has always been well-known."

"Indeed, let's hurry up!"

A nightmare devoid of emotion, it eagerly anticipates witnessing a scene of rivers of blood.

"Root Cause", "Human Reason", "Quantum Recording Fixed Tape"

Mary ignored all of these things!

Even if the world is destroyed, she, who manifests alone, will never stop her journey, just as she enjoys seeing new stories.

As the two talked, an illusion enveloped their surroundings, making it impossible for others to see or hear them.

However, Merry played a trick on herself and deliberately let Artoria find out.

If she wanted to, no one could see through her.

Such a useful skill, capable of even deceiving time, to be honest, Yinglin is a little tempted.

I don't need it to be super useful, but at least I need to have this skill.

"Teach me illusion magic another day."

"Oh~"

Mary didn't answer, but instead gave a bright smile, as if she had thought of an even more fun idea.

Walking through the crowd, Ying Lin didn't ask the knights in front of him to give way, but the aura he exuded made countless people hold their breath, their bodies tremble involuntarily, and they took the initiative to clear a path for him.

"How terrifying, that aura."

“I seem to see the shadow of King Uther, but he is even more indifferent.”

"The evil white dragon is nothing more than this."

The deeply moved knights shared their opinions, looking expectantly at the black-haired boy who had walked up to the sword in the stone.

If he were to pull the sword out of the stone.

Wouldn't the Kingdom of Britain be in utter chaos?

"Victory is assured—the golden sword, but unfortunately, I don't like it."

Yinglin effortlessly solved the problem that had troubled countless knights. He easily lifted the King Sword from the stone, breaking through the fragile rock to reveal its golden form, which shone with holy radiance in the sunlight.

Even without the blessing of prophecy, this sword is clearly a fine sword.

The kind that needs no questioning.

"The king has been born?"

Artoria, still on her way, finally arrived at the cemetery. The moment she saw the familiar boy pull out the Golden Sword of Victory, she subconsciously felt a surge of joy for him.

Immediately afterwards, she frowned and saw the teacher waving at her.

Mary sat on the boy's shoulders, appearing very intimate and warmly welcoming her.

My fist is clenched!

This emotionless nightmare...

"No, I am not the king, I am the guardian knight of Her Highness Morgan, and I have come here on her behalf to tell you that she will become the eternal queen of Britain!"

Artoria, who was already in a bad mood, felt even worse after hearing this, and stared intently at Meryl.

Seemingly realizing that if they continued playing, Artoria would explode, Nightmare left with a grin, transforming into a flower and appearing before his disciple.

"I call this reconnaissance."

Artoria didn't speak, she just stared at her calmly.

On the other side, countless knights were shocked upon hearing Yinglin's words.

"Morgan, King Uther's daughter?"

"What right does a woman have to be our queen!"

"This prophecy about the sword in the stone is a complete waste of our youth!"

People have raised many questions.

Faced with these words, Yinglin's choice was simple.

Win people over with virtue!

“You who were driven out of Camelot like dogs by the White Dragon have no right to bargain with me.”

"I'm not discussing this, I'm giving an order."

"At the same time, I will prove that I will reclaim my former capital, Camelot, instead of letting it fall into the hands of the white dragon and foreign tribes!"

Camelot's status in Britain is not simply that of a royal capital; it possesses the most magic in the entire country and is an extremely important strategic city.

To become king, you must take it back from the white dragon.

Although these words sounded a bit childish, Yinglin found them inexplicably funny!