I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

Isabel suddenly smiled with relief. She did not try to dissuade him anymore, but continued.

"What's your plan?"

Arthur frowned and thought, "Since the most elite troops in the imperial capital are the Royal Celtic Cavalry, we must try to avoid street fighting and block the West French troops on the plains outside the imperial capital.

I think the cavalry should think so too, so I plan to support them. "

Isabel nodded, "Go, child, I will find a way for you regarding follow-up support."

Arthur nodded, and then he was about to draw his sword from behind, but suddenly, his expression froze.

He panicked and grabbed the hilt of the sword that didn't exist behind him.

"What's wrong?" Isabel said.

"I didn't bring my sword." Arthur said with an ugly expression.

Isabel didn't give Arthur any time to prepare. She took a boat directly to the imperial capital while she was in Hart's yard, and had no time to bring her luggage.

As a swordsman, the sword is your own hands, which is very deadly.

"Is that so?" Isabel's eyes flashed, "I do know that there is a place with a sword suitable for you to use."

"Where?" Arthur asked.

"Baal Cathedral," Isabel said, "There is a sword stuck on the high platform there."

Arthur didn't ask why there was a sword stuck there. He trusted Isabel very much.

He didn't waste time. After bidding farewell to Isabel, he rushed straight to the Baal Cathedral.

"The sword stuck in the Cathedral of Baal." Dan on one side couldn't help but said, "Isn't that the sword in the stone that chooses destiny?"

"Why do you think he got his name?"

Watching Arthur leave, Isabel murmured softly.

"Be prepared to welcome the new emperor."

Because of the arrival of the West French army, the interior of the imperial capital became extremely chaotic. People fled in panic. The sight of more than a million people surging up was very shocking.

Some noble carriages inside the imperial capital were pulling astonishing wealth, blocking the main roads.

There were constant shouts and quarrels, and in the business district, some hooligans even took the opportunity to smash, smash, and loot in various stores. Although the secret police worked hard to maintain order, it was still to no avail.

Chaos and fear fill the city, but this is just the beginning.

This place is different from Eagle Point Town, where there are dozens of people but less than ten thousand people.

The population here is in the millions.

But the people here are different from the unity of the Sassilian people, and it is basically impossible to unite and riot like them.

When the West French invaders enter the city, these people will be piglets waiting to be slaughtered one after another. Blood and death will be everywhere in this place.

Although Arthur was deeply saddened by those nobles, the vast majority of the people in this city were innocent.

They abandoned their fields and came to this city, just to give their families a chance to survive.

They have already suffered enough and cannot suffer like this anymore.

Arthur jumped between the cities and soon came to the Cathedral of Baal.

Because of the existence of the Sword in the Stone, the number of people in Baal Cathedral has increased tenfold compared to three years ago.

Although it is currently at war, the tourism economy of the imperial capital has been revitalized.

Perhaps, all Brittanians are extremely eager for this powerful new emperor to appear and break their current status quo.

However, because of the West French Empire's army, almost all the people here have escaped, but there are still some clergymen walking around in panic.

There are many cultural heritages from the Britannia Empire in the Baal Cathedral, and these clergy are urgently transferring these heritages to the basement.

Arthur ignored these people and entered the church directly. He soon saw the sword in the stone inserted on the high platform of the church.

The sword was half submerged, and the cold light emitted from the part of the sword that was still outside was enough to prove that it was a good sword.

The decoration of gold and gems on it is also just right, without any sense of vulgarity.

Arthur fell in love almost at first sight.

He walked slowly to the sword platform.

But at this moment, a voice came from one side.

"Who are you and why are you still here?"

Arthur turned his head, and a cleric wearing a white robe and holding a picture in his hand was looking at him with a frown.

He looks to be in his thirties, with a Chinese character face, unshaven beard, and deep eyes.

He was beside Victor during the appointment and dismissal ceremony. He was Puni's subordinate and one of the elders of the Presbyterian Church, Hayden.

"I came here to borrow something," Arthur said.

Hayden frowned slightly, "There's nothing valuable here."

"What's the matter, elder?"

A group of clergymen also walked over from the corridor on one side, each holding some information in their hands.

"There's a kid here who wants to borrow something," Hayden said.

"They are probably some hooligans who came from nowhere, looking for valuable things." One of the priests said.

Another cleric looked at Arthur and shouted to him, "Hey! Get out of here quickly, or I will call the secret police!"

"Sorry, but I'm not a thief."

Arthur said apologetically.

"I'm really here to borrow something, and I'll return it when I'm done with it."

Hayden seemed to want to say something, but Arthur couldn't wait any longer. He turned around, stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword.

Seeing his target, the priests around him felt helpless for a moment.

I was thinking where did this stupid Qing come from? He didn’t even know the origin of this sword?

There were hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of people who came to the church and tried to draw the sword, and none of them could move the sword even one bit.

They shook their heads helplessly, and then prepared to quickly transfer the things in their hands.

Hayden's brows gradually relaxed, and he felt helpless.

"You can't pull that thing out, kid, that's it"

At this point, his voice stopped for a moment.

The priests who were about to leave seemed to have noticed something and looked at Hayden.

His eyes were open, his mouth was slightly open, and his face was full of shock.

The priests looked at the high platform inside the church with suspicion and confusion, and their pupils shrank slightly.

Although there was some resistance, the holy sword that nearly a million people had not pulled out began to slowly move outward at this moment, gradually revealing its full appearance when the divine envoy brought it.

Their breathing was slightly stagnant.

But when Arthur was about to pull out the sword completely, he couldn't pull it out anymore.

The priests behind them who were watching all this kept their mouths open and their eyes staring. .

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

And at this moment, a familiar voice came to his ears.

"Are you really ready to accept this fate?"