I, the sword in the stone, want to take the knight king

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Xia Ya, who successfully gained control of his body, did not stay in this cramped room for too long.

“With Artoria’s strength, it’s impossible for that little alcohol to trap her for too long—you have to hurry up.”

Excited, Shaar forcefully propped up his weightless body due to drunkenness, and climbed up from the hard wooden bed.

“These clothes…well, so complicated.”

Clothes of various styles were piled up in front of Char, among which there were many Celtic national costumes that Char could not name.

Shaar, who didn’t want to waste time on this, just casually put on a long gown that looked cool. Then he opened the bedroom door and walked outside.

The light in the room was a little dim, but it wasn’t a big problem for Xia.

Bright golden light radiated from the sword in the stone, helping him find the way to the outside of the house.

——To be honest, this kind of behavior of manipulating other people’s bodies is still a very novel experience for Shaar.

And after a while.

When Xia, who was using the light of the sword in the stone, finally left the dark room, even the sleeping village:

“Aha!”

“Grandpa is finally liberated——!!!”

After a long wait of ten years, Char has regained his precious freedom. Can’t wait to jump up from the ground, then let the body snatched from Artoria fall heavily on the ground, and directly hugged Mother Earth intimately.

The smell of fresh soil penetrated into his nostrils.

There is no doubt that this is the taste of life.

And after ten minutes.

When a shimmering river appeared in Shaar’s sight——

“Plop!”

Char, who was attracted by the sound of gurgling water, didn’t hesitate at all.

It was a fierce boy who plunged headlong into the river which was only two meters deep.

“What a beautiful girl.”

Under the bright moonlight, Xia lowered his head, looking at the handsome face reflected in the water.

“However, I still feel weird…”

The question from this evening came to Shaar’s mind again.

He, Char, a real pure man.

Do you really want to lose such a beautiful girl?

“How does it feel? If you really took away her body… it’s almost like a pervert, right?”

“But if I don’t seize the house, what can I do?”

“Could it be that you really want to be a sword spirit for the rest of your life by Arturia’s side?”

Shaar, who fell into distress again, temporarily lost his interest in playing with the water, and only released a little magic power, so that the body could float on the water surface and sway up and down with the waves.

However, at this moment, Xiaya doesn’t know yet.

Just when he was immersed in his own thoughts and couldn’t extricate himself.

In the woods not far away, there was a pair of malicious eyes that kept falling on him.

“Shame, shame!”

A certain queen of Camelot, who was invited by a magician to come outside this village, intending to have a good talk with the newborn King of Britain, took her sister’s “ugliness” into consideration.

“Rolling in the grass; taking a wild bath in the river; even using the river water as a bed…”

“This kind of wild girl who doesn’t know where she came from, who doesn’t know what shame is, is also worthy of inheriting the throne of my father?”

The more she thought about it, the more unhappy the princess gritted her teeth.

Because the throne was robbed, she was very upset with Artoria.

And now, after seeing “Artoria” show such a disrespectful appearance, her favorability for this illegitimate daughter has dropped to a negative value.

“You have to teach her a lesson!”

Camelot’s princess gritted her teeth.

In the next moment, a black crow soared into the sky in the woods.

The raven mingled with infinite resentment, waved its pitch-black wings, and ruthlessly pounced on “Artoria” who was lying in the river.

The sharp piercing sound resounded instantly. Under the insistence of the magic power, the already sharp claws have become more dangerous than ordinary swords.

Steady, accurate and ruthless!

This is the blow she is bound to get.

However, what Morgan never expected was that.

“Crack——”

Just when she was about to rush in front of that stupid illegitimate daughter, when she was about to touch that hateful face.

In the nearby river, a jet of water the thickness of an arm suddenly spewed out.

The transparent water column rushed to the crow’s body, and turned into a blue-white icicle in an instant.

Morgan, who turned into a crow, was frozen together by this icicle. It’s like a bird caught in a trap, no matter how hard you try, you can’t break free from the shackles of the icicle.

Even, under that terrifying power that seems to be able to freeze even magic power. Morgan was horrified to find that she couldn’t even undo the transformation.

“How could this illegitimate daughter have such a strong power?”

“Could it be that she discovered my existence from the very beginning, designed a trap in advance, and just waited for me to take the bait?”

“It’s too vicious, how can the Pandoragon family have such a vicious woman.”

“Not vicious enough… Is this why I can’t compete with her for the throne?”

In just a split second, Morgan had many messy things in his mind.And it was during this period of time that Shaar, who had been immersed in troubles, came back to his senses in the gradually cooling river.

“Hey, when did I turn on the death icicle form?”

He looked at the ice floes beside him, followed the blue-white icicle, and saw the crow trapped in the solid ice.

According to the information feedback obtained from the ice, Shaar can feel that this guy with exuberant vitality is definitely not an ordinary crow.

At the same time, according to the resonance between the blood vessels coming from this body. Shaar, who is not stupid, discovered the true identity of this crow in the first place.

On this island, the only one who could resonate with Artoria’s blood was her half-sister, except for her old enemy Vortigern.

And if it’s Vortigern… Sorry, he’s not that good, he can’t be caught by the automatic counterattack of the death icicle.

So, there is only one truth:

“Hey, I thought who it was.”

“It turned out to be the magic aunt who said she hated my sister but secretly gave birth to half of the Knights of the Round Table!”

“Say, you are actually the head chef who hides the deepest, right?”

PS: For the current readers, don’t you even vote for fresh flowers (pat the table)?.