I must draw my sword immediately!

Chapter 140 The Prince Who Offered His Head
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Upon hearing the name "Arthur" instead of "Suya" uttered by this man, who should be the eldest prince "Edwin,"
This suggests that the other party may be acquainted with Arthur Pendragon, whom Sua is currently impersonating.

Suya instinctively became cautious, but did not say anything immediately.

"Still won't admit it?" Edwin grinned, looking at Sua.
“Arthur Artorius, I understand your concerns and I fully comprehend that you are using Gawain’s name to conceal your identity in order to reveal this trump card at the last moment and reclaim the throne that is rightfully yours.”

"So, it was you I had Leopold invite!"

Wait, what are you imagining, Your Highness?!
Suya's lips twitched slightly as she looked at Edwin, who was talking to himself, and felt like she was digging her toes into the ground to create a three-bedroom apartment.

Edwin observed Sua's completely unmoved expression, and his opinion of Sua rose even higher.
Then, he said in a deep voice:
“Although we have never met before, Arthur, I believe we should be able to understand each other.”

"It's like the fate that you and I were meant to bear—"

Suya looked at the other person, vaguely sensing that something was amiss, and immediately asked in a deep voice:

"What fate are you referring to?"

Edwin turned to look at the deserted street in front of him, but did not answer directly. Instead, he slowly began by asking:

“Arthur Pendragon, looking at this street, don’t you feel angry?”

"Garden Street, in my memory it was so bustling."

“On the eve of Easter, people bring flowers to this square and hold a grand prayer ceremony there.”

My father, King Raines, held a grand banquet at the manor that day, entertaining his guests and outlining plans for the coming year for his people.

Yes, just a few months ago, everything here was full of hope and thriving.

"This street was packed with residents of the capital who came to pray."

"But,"

At this point, Edwin's tone turned somber. He glanced around at the desolate streets and said coldly:

"Now, can you see anyone here besides us?"

"Why did all of this happen?"

Upon hearing this, Suya narrowed her eyes slightly.
He could certainly see people other than them, and many more—in the fleeting vision of the Red Dragon's Eye, he saw no fewer than a hundred figures possessing magical power.

So, at this moment,

Edwin wasn't telling him those lies.

According to Bedwell, Garden Street was abolished and became desolate due to the conflict between King Uther and King Raines, rather than the issue Edwin was questioning.

But Sua didn't expose him; instead, she nodded, affirming Edwin's words.
"Yes, Edwin, it's all because of that gun."

"It was that holy lance that led to the current desolation of the capital."

Edwin immediately raised his voice:

"Not bad!"

"But next, I'm going to tell you the truth!"

Edwin paused, staring intently at Sua, but his gaze traveled past Sua's face to the 'audience' behind him, and he shouted:

"In order to protect our country in the chaotic times to come, and to elect a knight-king who can truly protect Britain,"

"High-ranking officials from the various British states held discussions in the capital, launching a holy selection process under the guise of a royal election!"

"Hundreds of princes gathered in the royal capital, Winchester,"

"The purpose is to select a king who can pull out the Holy Lance!"

"However, I think you, and I think all the princes who have come to participate in this royal selection, should know that becoming king means simultaneously shouldering the hopes and faith of three million people."

"To protect Britain, more than ten powerful kings, including King Rains, King Loth, King Calados, King Mark, and King Northumberland, sent their heirs here,"

"At the cost of the prince's life, and anchored by the faith of three million people, let this spear that once rejected the king be used by Britain once more." "To draw the holy spear means to offer one's head, to offer one's will!"

"Those of us who come around this gun are princes, but also knights, knights who bear the duty to protect the people of Britain!"

"We were already aware of this!"

At this point, Edwin looked at Sua and said in a deep voice:

"Arthur!"

"The one who wields this holy lance will, according to the original plan, become the uncrowned king who protects Britain, carrying the hopes of countless people as he fights against Macedonia, Mesopotamia, and Romania!"

"And the one chosen by the kings to wield the spear is none other than King Perinoa!"

"but,"

"The events that occurred in the capital last night: Morgan le Fay's defeat, the behemoth swallowing the Golden Iron Curtain, the expulsion of the Church Army from the capital, and the sealing off of the capital by King Perinoa in the early hours of the morning."

"These events, one by one, have allowed us to see the truth—"

"King Perinoa, this man has betrayed the code of chivalry and will stop at nothing to pursue power. He wants to sacrifice us, all three million people!"

"Arthur!"

At this point, Edwin's eyes gradually reddened, and he looked at Sua with an expression so earnest it was almost tearful. Suddenly, he shouted loudly again.
"Now, Perinoa is no longer worthy to wield a gun!"

"I have already made up my mind to offer my head and become the one who anchors the Holy Lance!"

"And among us princes, the one most qualified to wield this gun, the one who carries my dreams and walks the path forward, is none other than—"

Upon hearing this, Suya's pupils contracted slightly.

Once the princes learn the truth about their struggle for the throne, all the conflicts will inevitably focus on the one who ultimately wields the spear.
Then it becomes very important to decide who should be the one to hold the gun.

Sua could easily see that Edwin was using her to expose his identity, make him a target for the princes, and at the same time win over the princes and build a knightly alliance to win their hearts.

Upon realizing this, Suya immediately interrupted in a deep voice:
"Edwin!"

He looked deeply moved, his gaze burning as he looked at Edwin and began to speak:

"That's right, I've concealed my true identity—"

"I am King Uther's son, entrusted to the household of Sir Hector, the brother of Morgan le Fay, and the most legitimate heir to Britain!"

"but,"

"The reason I concealed my identity is because I already have the same awareness as you!"

"No one is more deserving of this responsibility, this duty to protect the island of Britain, than I am, not even you, Edwin!"

Suya grabbed Edwin's shoulder, unleashing a burst of strength nearing D-level, and forcefully twisted him around, turning herself towards the 'audience'.
He spoke solemnly:

"Now is not the time to worry about who will be the one to wield the gun in the future!"

"Perinoa has already revealed his ambition!"

"Then we must retaliate and thwart his plot!"

Edwin,

"In the name of the King of Britain, the King of Knights, I promise you—"

Sua addressed the audience and princes, who were hidden among a row of abandoned houses and had been invited by Edwin, in a loud voice:

"After I grasp the Holy Lance and become king, whoever can stop Perinoa and save the three million people of the capital will be my lord."

"Then he will be the next King of Britain!"

(End of this chapter)