Chapter 197：

He has a passionate heart and is willing to help others, sharing the flames he got from Spartacus.

However, there is a prerequisite for this...

-Do your best!

Becoming a king, this kind of thing is definitely not something mortal like him can do.

The king has to deal with too many things. It is not as simple as fighting. It needs to reconcile domestic contradictions, assign tasks, and have knowledge of people... The comprehensive ability needed is too strong!

And this— already far beyond the scope of his ability!

Just like being involved in the Fourth Holy Grail War, you can feel your own insignificance and unbearableness. Just thinking about it will give you a breathless sense of depression.

The most important thing is that this sword should belong to Altria.

If he pulls it out, he gets the sword in the stone, he accepts Altria's knight allegiance as a king...

Then—

Isn't it all messed up?

Singularity?

Anomaly?

What is it?

His mind was in chaos, Shilang ran away under the eyes of everyone incomprehensible.

As long as he escapes, everything will be back to normal, right?

Altria has drawn the sword in the stone.

She will be declared king, and Kay will be her first knight of the round table.

Then follow the destined path to become the knight king step by step.

In the Fourth Holy Grail War, the stubborn knight king girl she met.

—I admit my fault, I am punished by me!

Thinking of the tough and solemn words of the girl who was fighting in the warehouse, Shi Lang's mind was in confusion, and he shook his head quickly to get these distracting thoughts out of his mind.

As long as he leaves, everything will return to normal, right?

However—

Not really.

In fact, after Shirou left, the scene went out of control.

"Someone drew the sword in the stone!"

"There is a second one who drew the sword in the stone."

"How to calculate?"

"Why is the first person running? He wants to be crowned king!"

"I don't know."

"But neither the first person nor the second person seems to be a well-known person. Are we going to swear allegiance? Will our glory be tainted by this?"

"I don't know..."

…

The knights talked a lot.

People are also talking about it.

On the stone mountain, Altria held the sword in the stone with a blank face.

She wondered why Shilang didn't accept the sword in the stone, why didn't he become king, and why didn't he accept her allegiance?

By her side, Kay also had a complicated face and a mess in his mind.

There was an accident.

The sword in the stone was actually pulled out by Shi Lang, how should he deal with it?

The most important thing is that he originally wanted Shirou to be Altria's knight, but now Altria wants to be Shirou's knight...

This...how should this be dealt with?

What will happen to it?

Kay's face was dazed. He didn't want Altria to be king, because he couldn't see the life and death of Britain on her sister's petite shoulders.

However, after someone really drew the sword in the stone, he found that he couldn't accept it again.

Brain...

A mess!

Morgan, who was in the crowd, was also in a mess.

She looked at Gao Wen next to him, and asked with a tangled face: "Gao Wen, do you think I have a younger sister or a younger brother?"

"I don't know!" Gawain showed a dazed expression.

Morgan looked at his left hand and then at his right hand, his expression tangled. There is no doubt that the "ideal king" plan formulated by Youser will not fail. Only the children of Youser who carry the red dragon factor can draw the sword in the stone.

"So, do I have a younger brother or younger sister?... Or is it a sibling?"

Morgan looked at Altria, who was holding the sword in the stone, with a blank face.

"Wait! Could it be Merlin's trash, knowing that I'm here, so come to fool me?"

Morgan thought.

At this moment, the Archbishop of Cantrebe, who presided over this selection ceremony, couldn't help but approached Merlin, who was on the sidelines, and asked, "Is this also in your calculations, Merlin?"

Merlin glanced at the Archbishop of Cantreber with a dull gaze, then immediately put away the black question mark on his face, put on a mysterious smile, and then said: "Guess~!"

"Less long-winded! Tell me the answer quickly!" The Archbishop of Cantrebe didn't take him at all, and asked a little embarrassedly.

"Oh, oh. You are really, after getting old, has your temper become so big?" Merlin sighed with a helpless expression.