Chapter 6

"Your fingertips... Cough, cough! Where the King's sword points! We are invincible!"

My King! Who who has watched Fate doesn't know My King! One of the four great hostesses of Type-Moon, the most popular character in Type-Moon, someone who could fight a Holy Grail War all by herself, and it even came with a referee and a villain boss! Simulating such a My King, wouldn't he win big?

A target character could be simulated once a day. Lin Ye checked the time and hurriedly said to the system:

"What are you waiting for? Start the simulation!"

【Yes, Master. Simulation starting... Life loading...】

【Location: Great Britain - Ancient London

Identity: Foreign Wanderer

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"What!"

Looking at the information in front of him, Lin Ye was stunned for a moment!

"Why is it Great Britain! Damn!"

Lin Ye had originally thought he was simulating the My King from Fate/Zero; he had even already made a plan in his mind. As a result? Wasn't this setting him up?

Great Britain—seeing this name, Lin Ye understood that he was simulating King Arthur during the Great Britain period. Lin Ye naturally knew the story of King Arthur, but the problem was, he only knew a general idea; he really wasn't clear on the specific story.

What's more, this was the Type-Moon World. There was a big gap between Type-Moon history and the legends, which made it even more difficult for Lin Ye.

"What's there to be afraid of? Anyway, it's just a simulation, treat it like playing a game."

Lin Ye comforted himself. Anyway, he wouldn't die if he died in the simulation, so what was he afraid of?

"Then! Start the simulation!"

And at the same time, Great Britain, Ancient London...

Today, the city of London was exceptionally lively because the annual Knight Conferment Assembly was about to be held here.

The snow on the competition field had already been cleared away, and the lawn was trimmed very short, looking green and lovely against the backdrop of white snow. However, none of the knights present were in the mood to appreciate such beautiful scenery; their minds were all intoxicated by the fantasies of what was to come.

Amidst the sea of flowers flying in the sky, amidst the sound of brass horns blown by the masters of ceremonies, they would wear bright armor and hold their longswords high to welcome everyone's cheers!

Just when all these people were intoxicated by their fantasies, a young voice broke their fantasy!

"Oh my god! Oh no! I forgot to bring my sword!" a young knight shouted.

"What!" Beside him, the knight's father, Sir Ector, also exclaimed, "You still have time! Hurry back and get it!"

A knight going to the battlefield without a sword—how was this any different from a chef going to cook without a kitchen knife!

Looking at his nervous father, the young Kay also said embarrassedly, "This... it's okay, Father. Isn't Lia still here? Lia, I'm sorry to trouble you, but please help me go get the sword. Otherwise, your dear brother will only be able to go up empty-handed."

Listening to Kay's words, an incomparably delicate "boy" wearing men's clothing looked at him helplessly. This brother of hers was really a headache; he was always so unreliable at critical moments. However, she still said respectfully, "Understood, Brother." Subsequently, she turned and ran toward the inn, facing the crowd.

My King, Artoria, online!

(Ancient London is taken from the Arthurian legend "The Once and Future King," where the site of King Arthur's sword-pulling is located in reality. As for Camelot, it did not exist in real history. However, it was said in the Garden of Avalon in Type-Moon that Camelot was a fortress city that King Arthur recaptured, and then he turned it into Camelot. Simply put, Camelot hasn't been built yet, so the location I used here refers to reality.)