From Kanban girl of Xingyue to BOSS

"After a while, I will say that I want to kill them, and you agree to it. If they really feel remorse, then I will try to forgive them."

"Is that so? I see." Liya's voice was so small that only Gao Wen could hear it.

Looking at the soldiers begging for mercy, Liya said coldly.

"Don't look at their begging for mercy now, their hearts are already extremely cruel. Letting them go will undoubtedly cause serious consequences. Kill them all and leave no one behind!"

"Understood." Gawain pulled out his sword cooperatively and told the soldiers that he would not intercede for them, but would become an accomplice instead.

"Brothers, it seems that we can't surrender. The other party has no intention of letting us go. Let's kill them directly, so we may still have a chance!"

Sure enough, after Liya said that they would not let them go, their eyes immediately became fierce, without any sign of repentance at all. The begging for mercy just now was just to paralyze them.

After all, what they did was more serious than murder and arson. They were used to it, so how could they regret something so simple.

As expected of His Excellency Artorius, he had analyzed them thoroughly. Gawain sighed secretly, facing the soldiers rushing up, he followed Liya and rushed up.

The battle ended very quickly. Not a single soldier was left alive, and all of them were killed. In front of all the people, Liya killed all of them.

Seeing everyone watching like a devil, Liya has no regrets at all.

She understood the consequences of what she did, and opposed it intellectually, but when she thought of the tragic situation in those villages, the anger in her heart almost burned everything.

"I am the son of King Uther, Artorius. Everyone must think that I am cruel, but these people are even more cruel than me. They have committed even more unforgivable things, so I will deal with them like this. As for What did they do? I don’t want to go into details, but if you have time, you can go and see Furukawa Village.”

"Lord Artorius, I believe in you!" Suddenly a man in his thirties came out from the crowd.

"Oh?" Liya was a little surprised.

"I have encountered this kind of thing a lot. Almost every noble is like that. They say one thing on their lips, but they say another thing behind their backs. In our village, we civilians are like livestock. They not only Killed a lot of us, even my wife was given by them..."

The man's language became more and more agitated, as if he had been immersed in his own memories, until the last moment his face was full of tears.

"Barton, you don't want to die. I'm sorry my lord. It's just a slip of the tongue. Please don't blame him!" Another strong man who seemed to be in his 30s came out of the crowd and said to Liya.

"Brother...me."

Barton came back to his senses, only to realize that he even scolded Artorius just now, and hurriedly said: "Master Artorius, I'm sorry, I made a mistake just now, the nobles I mentioned did not include you. "

"It doesn't matter, if I am the person you say I should be scolded."

Liya shook her head, indicating that she was fine.

Is such a cruel thing so common in this era?Such blood, such cruelty... Although she had seen it in the textbook, it was just some words, and it was far less shocking than the crying on the spot.

Chapter 85 Drawing the Sword from the Stone

"Don't worry, Artorius Pendragon, the son of King Uther, will definitely seek justice for all of this." Liya almost yelled, and her voice almost resounded throughout the city.

It immediately scared everyone. When everyone came back to their senses, everyone's eyes met slightly, and almost all of them knelt on the ground and shouted in unison.

"Long live Lord Artorius"

"Master Artorius, if you don't dislike me, I will fight for you and become your soldier for the rest of my life." The big man had tears in his eyes, and so did the others.

"Lord Artorius, since you are the son of King Uther, please save us. You are the only one who sympathizes with us so much and we know you can do it. Please save us. Save us who are regarded as livestock civilians."

Everyone was almost crying, so they didn't know how many nobles oppressed them, and they wanted to vent all this for a long time.

"No problem, I'll pull out the sword in the stone and become the new owner of Camelot." Liya was also extremely excited about the final outcome of the girl named Artoria, and she would not easily compromise.

Looking at Liya in the distance, a young man in his 20s stood on the city wall and watched all this. He stood in the corner and no one noticed him. The current him seems to be thinking about something.

"Son of King Uther?" Sighed lightly, it seemed that all of this had already been decided, and he still had delusions of being able to pull out the sword in the stone. The young man shook his head.

Speaking of which, Dad would be very happy to know that the son of Uther King is still alive, after all, he is Sir Hector, an important friend of King Uther.

After entering the city, Liya immediately walked towards Camelot's cathedral and followed many people along the way.These people followed curiously after hearing people in the crowd say that Liya was the son of King Uther who was about to draw his sword.

When they came to the door of the church, several knights stopped Liya. They didn't know what happened and why so many people followed the young man.

"Master Knight, this is the son of King Uther, His Excellency Artorius, who came to draw his sword." Immediately, someone went up and revealed Liya's identity.

"King Uther's Son" knight was puzzled and let Liya in without the other party saying so.

"What proof do you have that you are King Uther's child? I can't just let you in with nothing."

"Prove" Liya really has no way to prove that she is the son of King Uther.

"I can prove that he is the son of King Uther." Suddenly, a loud voice came from behind the crowd. The crowd dispersed one after another, and a white figure came in.

"Ah, Master Merlin"

"It's Lord Merlin"

"Master Merlin's appearance has not changed at all from ten years ago."

"It's actually Lord Merlin."

After seeing the true face of the figure, the crowd suddenly became lively.

"Master Merlin" the knights immediately stepped forward to say hello when they saw Merlin's figure.

"I can prove that he is the son of King Uther. King Uther gave birth to a child with the queen for more than ten years, and that child has grown up now."

"Even so, Master Merlin, you once said that only the one who draws the sword in the stone can be the lord of Britain. Although he is the son of King Uther, it does not mean that anyone will agree that he is the successor of King Uther." Knight After thinking for a while, he said.

"Why not let him try it?" Merlin smiled.

"Since he is the son of King Uther, it's fine." The knight nodded to his companions and let Liya go in without any objection.

And after Liya went in, the knights did not embarrass the people, but walked in with them. They were also very curious whether the son of King Uther could pull out the sword.

Liya walked all the way to the courtyard and soon saw a square boulder standing majestically in the middle of the church garden opposite the altar, and in the center of the boulder stood an iron ingot about a foot high.

On the iron ingot was inserted a sword with the sword out of its sheath, and two lines of characters were engraved on the sword.

"He who draws the sword and leaves the stone is born King of England."

Under the eyes of everyone, Li Ya stretched out her hand and was about to grab the hilt of the sword and pull it out.

"Have you figured it out? Don't you think about it carefully?" Merlin's voice sounded in his mind.

Liya sneered at this, the old lady has come here and is about to hold the hilt of the sword, you just said that if I don't pull it out, everyone will think that I can't pull it out?

Crumb Merlin

"I won't harm you, but once you pick up that sword until the end, you will no longer be a human being, but will become the object of everyone's hatred to meet a tragic death." Merlin continued to say that it was not advice but a prophecy.