I must draw my sword immediately!

Chapter 144 The Countdown to the Finale

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the other side,
At 5:22 PM,

As evening approached, the sun gradually sank in the west.
However, Winchester, the capital city, remained as bright as day, bathed in the radiance of the Holy Lance Rungomminiad.

The Winchester Casino, located on the second ring road of the capital.

The hustle and bustle of the outside world became topics of conversation among the nobles, as if no matter the situation, nothing could shake their daily lives.

All matters were handled by Perinoa, and all the revenue from the territory came in normally. The idle yet well-dressed gentlemen and ladies indulged in revelry in the casino.

But on the fourth floor of this Gothic building, there is a completely different atmosphere.

Rows of knights from the Royal Guard moved through the covered bridges, constantly compiling and reporting intelligence reports to the building at the top of the tower.

In the simple room,

Having shed her gothic gown and donned a suit of silver-white armor, Greifred looked solemnly at the documents Sir Miles handed her.
"The alchemical cannon is deployed and the Knights are ready to mobilize. Miles, I need you to double-check the weapons, armor, warhorses, magical costumes, horns, anti-magic facilities, and the deployment of the mobile magic fortress."

Sir Miles, who was standing by the desk, nodded and immediately replied solemnly:

“No problem. I’ll go check it again under the pretext of patrolling in three hours.”

Greiflet picked up another document and continued, "Where are Sir Euphias, Knight Gawain, and Knight Brescias located now?"

"Sir Euphias is at the garrison camp in the sixth ring of the capital, Knight Brex is at the Silver Crown Court, and Knight Gawain is in the fourth ring of the capital. They are currently following Knight Sua."

"Suya?"

Upon hearing this, Greifred frowned slightly and asked, "What is he doing now?"

"He joined the Knights' League formed by Edwin."

"The Knights' Alliance? Ha. Well, it's not bad if it can be of some use."

Upon hearing the term, Greifred shook her head, pulled out a surveillance report on the princes from under a pile of documents, and quickly scanned it.
The formation and objectives of the Knights' Alliance were orchestrated by her behind the scenes, with the aim of drawing the Knights' fire while they seized the opportunity to assassinate Perinoa.

After seeing that they had chosen to disrupt the séance ritual set up by Perinoa, Greavet nodded slightly.
“They’re not entirely stupid, but Miles, how long do you expect them to be able to hold off the Lanmarok Knights?”

Miles frowned, thought for a moment, and gave a relatively conservative figure:

"ten minutes."

“In just ten minutes, all the princes will be slaughtered by Lanmarok, including Sua Pendragon.”

"If Knight Gawain can be persuaded to participate in the defense, the Royal Guard led by Lanmarok may be delayed by half an hour to an hour."

"However, she alone would find it difficult to fight against a true knightly order."

A true knightly order, not the chaotic and defeated troops that Sua once led.

With a complete warband structure, equipment, warhorses, and even knights who are all master-level, and whose magic power can be stacked up to A-level, coupled with military strategy, military momentum, field magic, horn costume, mobile war fortress, and a knight leader who is at least half-hero level, such a knight order is the true main force on the battlefield, capable of confronting or even defeating hero-level combat power, and can even go toe-to-toe with peak heroes.

Greifred had half of such a knightly order under her command.
The remaining half-knightly order in the capital was divided: one part was in the hands of King Perinoa, and the other half was in the hands of the Knights of Brexes, who guarded the Church of St. Stephen.

At this moment, Miles suddenly thought of Sua's predicament and asked:

"Miss, now that His Highness Suya has joined the princes' knightly alliance, should we send someone to support him?"

Greta Fleur was momentarily at a loss for words to comment on Sua's behavior.

She had assumed that after being rejected by her, Suya, having no leverage, would be unable to participate in the impending war.

We can only wait for the final result.

If she succeeds, she can naturally support Suya to take the throne and then select another Holy Gun King.

However, if she fails, nothing she does will be able to salvage the current situation.

With this thought in mind, Greta sighed softly and closed her eyes helplessly:
"Time is running out."

"Whether Perinoa finds the Holy Sword or not, his ritual will be performed no later than the day after tomorrow, which is the day of the royal selection."

"At that time, no one will be able to stop him from turning this place into hell."

"For the future of Britain—"

At this point, Gerry Freyt suddenly opened her bloodshot eyes and said in a cold voice, "We must kill him before that happens!"

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At the same time, on the other side,
Outside the royal capital sealed off by the Holy Lance

An army, like a torrent, surged from the direction of the burning Golden Iron Curtain to the west side of the royal capital, Winchester.

On the royal platform at the front of this army of 30,000 men,

Queen Alexia calmly gazed at the colossal city before her, which was wrapped in countless golden ribbons.

Beside her, Aristotle, draped in his academic robes and watching the truth being revealed further, couldn't help but smile. He turned to his student and slowly spoke:

“Niacus has crossed the Dover Strait, and his troops left in Southampton have captured Southampton.”

The Dover Strait connects the English Channel and the North Sea.

Southampton was, at this time, the last line of defense to the south of the British capital.
After this barrier was breached,

This means that the capital Winchester was effectively surrounded on three sides by the Conqueror King's army.

On the west side, there was an army of 30,000 men led by the conqueror king.

On the north side, Bestok was captured by General Craterus, a general under the Conqueror King.

On the south side, Southampton also fell.

Upon hearing this information, the Conqueror King was quite curious and immediately asked:
"Hmm? I remember there was the Royal Guard that was the first to escape from King Uther's command. Although they weren't led by a great hero, they were still a tough nut to crack."

Who captured Southampton?

Aristotle smiled and said, "It is your secretary, Eumenes."

Alexia immediately thought of her gloomy-faced, long-haired, black-haired secretary and felt a headache coming on. She immediately asked:

"Oh, it's him! How did he conquer Southampton?"

Aristotle took out the letter,
“Omenis, with the help of Niacus’s army, forced the Southampton garrison knights to surrender, and then personally killed all the officers of the middle and upper ranks during the night.”

"Now, he has personally led the surrendered knights and a small number of personal guard knights to Farnham, east of Winchester, to deliver a letter, saying that he will definitely help you complete the final link of the 'encirclement' strategy of the British capital."

"This kind of treatment of soldiers as if they were not human is indeed his style."

The Conqueror King frowned slightly and said:
"If you lead your troops like this, you will never gain the loyalty of your soldiers."

Aristotle shook his head, skipping the topic.

She then looked at the royal capital, which was firmly sealed off by the Holy Lance, and reported the current situation of the battle:
"Although the clock tower interrupted my magic, I have already collected half of the magic power."

However, the current situation is—

"It seems I don't need to undo the Holy Lance. Perinoa used my magic to complete his Trial of Heaven."

The Conqueror King raised an eyebrow slightly and asked, "The Trials of Heaven?"

Aristotle slowly began to explain:

"Regarding the Holy Grail, Solomon left behind a relic called the Blade of Destiny in the castle of the Grail's guardian. It was a sword from heaven that could summon three angels to descend to earth."

"The essay Tristan states that as long as one answers the questions of the three angels honestly and completes the trials, one can receive the Holy Grail from heaven."

Upon hearing this, the Conqueror King naturally wouldn't equate this Holy Grail with the ultimate thing Solomon sought, so he asked:

"Is it a sacred relic of the same level as the cup in that golden-haired guy's hand?"

Aristotle nodded, his expression slightly hardening.
"That's right,"

"Moreover, barring any unforeseen circumstances, once Perinoa completes the Heavenly Trial..."

"Then he will transcend the legendary realm and reach the [Calligraphy Knight] path of the demigods."

"To become the second King Indra!"

(End of this chapter)