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Chapter 59 Pull out the sword from the stone and you will be king

"Uther, you selfish old bastard!"

When Tiberius learned that King Uther's dying prophecy was that the sword in the stone would choose the king, he became furious. This was different from what they had agreed on!

King Uther had no sons, and his only daughter was the Elf Queen of Avalon, which meant that King Uther had no heir at all. Therefore, as early as before the Samhain festival the year before, Tiberius had already discussed the issue of succession to the Kingdom of Camelot with King Uther.

This is also the reason why Tiberius, as the Roman consul in Britannia, would spare no effort to support King Uther.

After all, King Uther had no descendants, so the matter of the next King of Camelot would be very interesting, and this kind of benefit was enough to drive the Roman consul to help.

Firstly, there was no doubt that the successor would be a Celtic lord.

However, Tiberius first pretended to let King Uther nominate candidates, and then crossed out these people in his mind.

Tiberius had guessed that King Uther had deliberately made him misunderstand, but in this kind of situation, it was better to kill the innocent than to let him go. It was not in the interest of Rome to have another king like Uther.

During the reign of King Uther, the Roman Empire could not gain any benefit from Britannia. King Uther often used the excuse of being an inferior king to prevaricate. Tiberius did not dare to press too hard, otherwise he might not be able to maintain even this little bit of friendship.

Tiberius was very clear-headed. What he wanted was not just superficial respect, but tangible benefits to give back to the Roman Empire, such as food and weapons from Britain.

Don't even think about taxes. It's good enough to get food and weapons, even if you have to buy them with money.

Tiberius felt that the weapons of Britain were outrageous, because the forging level of weapons produced by Maple Ridge was obviously much stronger than that of Rome. He didn't know what kind of cheats these barbarians had used to make the technology tree so distorted.

After some intrigue with King Uther, Tiberius returned to his residence with satisfaction with the second version of the list and began to secretly contact those restless grand dukes.

These high-ranking lords with vast territories and powerful armies are only one step away from becoming the King of Camelot. It is impossible for them to ignore King Uther's throne. In addition, most of these great nobles are related to King Uther by blood, so it is barely reasonable for them to inherit the throne.

The most satisfying idea in Tiberius' mind was to allow Camelot to actually split, with the major lords being leaderless and everyone wanting to be king. These Celts would fight with each other, but in the end they could only rely on the Romans.

As a result, King Uther played such a trick before his death, and Tiberius could not handle it. Your sword of the king was recognized by almost all Celts. Do others have any other choice except drawing the sword?
"No...there is still a chance."

Tiberius took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and regained his calmness: "Human greed is endless. How many people's ambitions can be suppressed by King Uther's prophecy?"

Tiberius bent over his desk and began to write a letter rapidly.
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As King Uther's court steward and brother, Hector also has strong authority in the Kingdom of Camelot.

However, facing almost all Celtic lords, he was not the legitimate King of Camelot after all, so Hector called back his brother Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake, who had fled back to Gaul in isolation, to support him.

Lancelot's martial power was the best in an entire era. If it weren't for Kelar, even King Arthur would not be able to defeat Lancelot. This guy was that strong.

This man has the blood of a fairy, and is a half-brother of Hector. As a human, he possesses strength comparable to that of a dragon.

With the support of Lancelot's military force, and Hector's deep understanding of the Celtic people's nature and logic, he easily suppressed the inappropriate thoughts in these people's minds.

In King Uther's palace, Hector sat under the throne wearing armor, looking coldly at the lords gathered in the royal city. Next to him stood Lancelot, a handsome uncle with a melancholy and autistic look on his face.

Although this man looks depressed and like a victim, he is really strong. Even King Arthur's army cannot stop Lancelot. He is also a strong man who can form an army alone.

Almost all the more rebellious lords had been taught a lesson by Lancelot, and now they were as obedient as cats. Hector's words finally worked. "Hector, my brother, why didn't your son Kelar come?"

Lancelot held the holy sword that the fairies had repaired with great effort, and said, "With Kelar here, what's there to worry about with these people?"

Hector shook his head and said, "Lancelot, you know that Kelar doesn't listen to me again. I can't call him!"

So you can call me by your name, right?

If you think about it carefully, Lancelot left his own territory and came all the way here after Hector asked for help. It seems that he can really be called...

The Celts were called Gauls in Europe. The two ethnic groups had the same origin, but they separated thousands of years ago, which is somewhat similar to the Qin and Zhao kingdoms in China.

Lancelot has a territory in Gaul. Although the situation in Europe is a mess now, with Lancelot's strength, it is no problem for him to keep his territory.

"When he comes, I will definitely compete with him again!" Lancelot was in high spirits and said, "Last time I lost to Kelar, my mother told me that Kelar could cut off all weapons in the world, so she told me not to compete with him in weapons."

Lancelot said as he picked up the railing from the side and broke it. Suddenly a stick appeared in his hand. The stick was quickly stained with a layer of dark magic. He actually transformed the ordinary stick into a treasure on the spot.

"This is the magic my mother taught me, so I don't have to feel bad about the loss of my weapon."

So the holy sword forged by the fairies on your waist and the indestructible lake light are just decorations, right?
No wonder Lancelot never drew the sword from his waist in Camelot, and when educating those lords, he used whatever was at hand.

So you are doing special training in advance!

Hector said, "It's getting late, Lancelot. Go and inform those lords to come to the palace to discuss the matter of choosing the sword of the king!"

"Hey, if it weren't for your son, I would really want to swim back to Gaul!"

Lancelot sighed, but finally went out obediently to call for help.

There is no other way but to ask for help. Lancelot is now thinking about having another fight with Kelar to see who is stronger!

After everyone arrived, Hector stood up and said, "I know that some of you have contacted the Romans, hoping to become the new king of Camelot with their help."

Hector didn't know how to beat around the bush, and the Celtic style was reckless, rough and direct, so these lords not only did not feel ashamed of being exposed, but some of them even nodded frankly.

One lord said: "The so-called sword of the king is just a stopgap measure. The nobles present have tried it, and no one can pull out the sword in the stone."

"Camelot cannot remain without a king forever. What if the humble king Vortigern takes the opportunity to attack?"

"Haha~" Hector sneered: "Not pulling out the sword in the stone means none of you are the king!"

"The prophecy between the king and the archmage is very clear. Only by pulling out the sword in the stone can you become king."

(End of this chapter)