Riding and slashing the stars of empire civilization

Arthur, who had eaten and drank enough, took a shower and changed into new clothes, sat in a very unaccustomed kneeling posture, and looked at Milin who was sitting in front of him in the same posture with an uneasy expression.

Although Milin previously showed that he did not know what happened between the assassin and Arthur's ancestor.

But it doesn't mean that the other party still doesn't know.

Also, do Cathayans usually sit like this? Don't you feel uncomfortable?

In fact, Milin is not suitable for such a classical posture. It is really powerful to meditate for several hours like Attila.

No matter how hard you pretend, you still have to hold on with tears in your eyes.

After being stared at by Milin with subtle eyes for a while, Arthur finally couldn't help but speak first:

"I'm being hunted by the Imperial Guard."

"Well, I know." Milin nodded and said with an expression of being in control: "I thought this would be in line with your plan."

"I didn't intend to reveal my identity so early." Arthur shook his head and denied.

"Then why did you come to me? To swear allegiance to me, or just to seek my asylum." Milin asked with a smile.

"..." Arthur, who didn't expect Milin to be so direct, hesitated and said, "I just want to stay for a few days and leave when the limelight passes."

"We're not friends yet." The smile on Milin's face became more subtle.

"I will repay you, in the name of the Breton bloodline." Arthur said to Milin in a very serious tone.

"Repay the favor of a meal?" Milin asked, and then immediately continued without waiting for Arthur to respond: "You should know very well that for me, this is not enough."

"It's a life-saving grace," Arthur said with an ugly expression.

Unfortunately, Milin didn't respond to Arthur's attitude. He just stared at Arthur with a playful smile.

"...What do you need me to do?" Arthur asked, trying to maintain his emotions and try not to be affected by the other party's special ability that seemed to be able to confuse people.

"Do you still remember what I asked you back then?"

Milin, who did not use the force to enchant, asked.

"What?" Arthur was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't remember what Milin asked him.

"I asked you then, what price are you willing to pay to become a king?"

Milin, who realized that Arthur was just subconsciously avoiding the topic, reminded him.

"..." Seeing Milin being so straightforward, Arthur fell into silence.

As Milin said, ambition that is ignited can never be extinguished.

Since meeting Milin before, Arthur has thought about this issue from time to time.

From the beginning, she kept rejecting her inner thoughts, but now she has been able to accept a little bit that maybe she really is, as she inadvertently revealed that day, a person who is not fundamentally different from the guy she hates.

But every time after thinking about it, Arthur would wonder if it was too early for him to think about these questions, and whether he was worthy of thinking about such questions now.

Her initial plan was just to obtain the Sword of the Chosen King, and then rely on the agreement of the Sword of the Chosen King, hoping that the temple guards would assist her in completing her revenge.

Even if revenge cannot be completed, Karadog's true face must be exposed.

She would only think of the position of the Supreme King when she was dreaming.

She knew very well that the current High King, her brother-in-law Karadog, was not in the right position at the beginning.

But relying on the honor brought by the battle that defeated the Empire, almost all Battanians accepted and recognized Karadog's rule.

In other words, even if her father comes back from the dead, it is estimated that few Battanians will support the former High King.

Milin, who noticed Arthur's inner fluctuations, smiled, stood up, freed his legs and said:

"It seems you are still hesitating, but that's okay."

Arthur, who was about to stand up with him, found that his legs were numb.

"Since you are talking about life-saving grace, then I think you should agree to my next request." Milin said with a smile as he looked at Arthur.

"What's the request?" Arthur asked after taking a moment to stand up from his kneeling position.

"Since Queen Gaia is looking for you, just take the initiative." Milin said to Arthur.

"? Why?" Arthur didn't understand why Milin suddenly wanted to give her to Queen Gaia again.

"I am not dedicating you to her, but you are taking the initiative to surrender to Her Majesty the Queen. It has nothing to do with me." Milin directly pointed out what Arthur was thinking.

"Take the initiative? Without exposing you." Arthur was slightly startled when he noticed that Milin had read his mind, and then suddenly remembered the identity of the assassin and said in surprise:

"Are you planning to let me assassinate Queen Gaia?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Arthur realized that he had overestimated it and quickly added:

"Or are you planning to let me be your spy?"

However, what shocked Arthur was that Milin did not deny her speculation about assassinating the queen, and still said with a smile:

"Then it depends on how you choose."

"Okay, if I'm just a spy, I can give it a try, but why do you think Queen Gaia will accept my surrender instead of treating me as a sacrifice." Arthur suppressed his doubts and asked.

This was also what Arthur worried about most after seeing the city-wide manhunt for her.

According to her original plan, she would take the initiative to reveal her identity after she achieved a certain status in the empire.

But given the animosity between the Imperials and the Battanians, her identity may also make her a valuable political tool.

For example, cutting down the sacrificial flag or something.

"Haha, she won't." When Milin said this, he did not look at Arthur, but looked around.

After Ella took care of it, this mansion, one of the best in the imperial capital, returned to its former glory.

And after modifying the decoration style of the entire mansion to a certain extent due to some obsessive-compulsive disorder, the mansion became more luxurious while still being luxurious.

"...I will give it a try." Arthur said, understanding why Milin made such a gesture.

"By the way," Milin asked Arthur as if he suddenly remembered, "What happened between your ancestors and the assassins?"

"..." Arthur's expression froze.

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't answer. I have nothing to do with those assassins you know."

Milin said with a smile, sensing that Arthur was very resistant to this question.

As if wanting to avoid the topic, Arthur left the mansion without staying any longer.

Although he delayed his meal and took a bath, this King Arthur from another world still came in and out from the same place.

At least she remembered what Milin said not to be exposed.

"So, will she do what you asked, Admiral?" After Arthur left, Ella, who had just finished reorganizing the team and arranged followers for each armored cavalry, asked Milin.

"She has begun to understand what she needs to do." Milin said with satisfaction.

Thinking of assassinating the Queen of Gaia without prompting yourself is already very Black Knight style.

"Then what do we need to do next?" Ella asked.

"After what?" Milin asked knowingly.

"The Imperial Guard will inherit the law." Aila sighed and continued: "Even if our current strength is several times greater, it will not be enough to suppress the entire imperial capital in a short time."

"Then how many soldiers do you think are needed?" Milin asked.

"At least a thousand people." Judging from the speed of the answer, Ella has already calculated this number.

"A thousand people?" Milin did not immediately agree to Ella's suggestion.

"You don't need to call all the armored cavalry, just some ordinary soldiers." Aila, who knew better than Milin how expensive the armored cavalry was, said.

After all, seriously speaking, armored cavalry is a strategic unit with a limited range of use.