Chapter 315

"You mean the Xuanyuan Sword will appear sooner or later?" Otto asked after thinking for a moment.

"You can think of it that way," MEI nodded.

"Evidence?" Otto asked again.

Evidence? This is really a tricky situation for MEI. This happened in a game. If it matches the game's plot, then this was bound to happen sooner or later. But this can't be used as evidence.

"Because of me," MEI said, pointing to himself, "I am the gear that turns destiny, or propels destiny forward."

"You can't stop me."

Of course, even without evidence, MEI could say that; in any case, she'd definitely do it. For the sake of the Xuanyuan Sword and her own Pipi Ma, she needs to make the trip! Whether Otto likes it or not.

"Sigh..." Otto sighed and said, "Alright then."

It seems there's no way I can stop her.

"But if we're going," Otto added, "We need to discuss some things beforehand."

"What is it?" Mei breathed a sigh of relief. Otto had agreed, so she could leave openly. That was better than anything else.

"First, I will not organize anyone to go with you to find SU," Otto said. "Similarly, I will not organize anyone to explore the Mysterious Realm with you. At least not now! Schicksal will not invest its limited energy and manpower in things that offer no return."

"Although I love you Kallen very much, I also need to be responsible for my current Schicksal."

"You need to understand me."

"I understand." MEI nodded, as long as Otto didn't openly oppose it.

"Secondly, you can no longer appear as Li Pu," Otto added. "You know your current situation; you are Herrscher. Although you yourself feel that you won't harm others, they don't think so."

"If you appear as Li Pu, it will definitely cause problems."

And it's a significant problem.

"Hmm." MEI didn't object. Humanity's fear of Herrscher was impossible to ignore. The upper echelons could accept his existence, but the lower echelons couldn't. She didn't want to create trouble for herself. Therefore, Li Pu's identity definitely couldn't be revealed.

"I will process a separate identity for you," Otto said. "Of course, it's best not to appear as Artoria Pendragon."

"Why?" MEI really intended to take Britain under this identity.

After all, the Saber is European, and he doesn't look particularly striking.

"Because of Charles the Great," Otto said, shrugging. "His Majesty King Arthur finally made it to the throne, so let him enjoy a good old age. The Britain still approve of King Arthur and his sword."

"Ah~" MEI said nonchalantly, "I've been there before as Artoria Pendragon."

"Besides, there were no Britain in King Arthur's time, and no paintings depicting King Arthur's appearance have survived," MEI said. "You know, when Wendy first met me, she said, ' King Arthur couldn't have been a girl.'"

"So your worries are completely unnecessary. Besides, I used the Holy Sword in London and nothing happened to me."

"Besides, do the Britain of today even recognize the Holy Sword?" MEI waved his hand and said, "King Arthur's identity is a good cover."

"As for Charles the Great, he should just stay on his throne. There's no need for him to overthink things. I didn't go to Britain here for his worthless position."

"If it's really for that position..."

"We would have taken his bird spot long ago, why would we need to do it now?"

Chapter 352 Hello Britain

"This green toy is really good."

Saber finally arrived in the capital of Britain as she had wished.

London.

Saber had been here once before, with World Serpent's group. Their initial goal was also to find Susanoo, and to find the Holy Sword through Susanoo. Then a great battle took place here.

From then on, she, the Saber, became the most unwelcome person in the Britain.

Yes, it wasn't just because she wielded the Holy Sword and threatened Charles the Great, but also because of that battle. For Britain, this was practically a direct assault! Fighting in someone else's capital, how could Britain, who wasn't Dai Qing, possibly declare neutrality?

The outcome of this battle meant that Britain's already impoverished family was now facing even greater hardship.

The economy was already deteriorating, and all sorts of efforts had failed to improve the situation. Then this incident happened, and Britain really couldn't hold on any longer! This time, if Otto hadn't been so well-connected and hadn't given Britain's staff at all levels a lot of bribes...

She, the Saber, shouldn't even think about getting in.

So...

"You..." Saber stood at the airport entrance, dragging his luggage, and then felt awkward.

What should she say? Britain, you're really something.

Although the Britain agreed to let her enter London, Britain pulled another stunt: a heavy police escort! Yes, the moment Saber off the plane, she was surrounded by Britain police. This level of treatment is something even foreign heads of state don't receive!

Hmm, I doubt it. They have bands, red carpets, and reporters.

He has reporters, police officers, and civil servants.

"Um... I..." Saber said to the middle-aged man who was supposed to be greeting him, "My English isn't very good..."

"Oh? Really?" The middle-aged man wore a fake, very professional smile, speaking slowly but clearly. He recited as if reading poetry, "The legendary King Arthur actually said his English wasn't good? Is this an American lame joke? Or Chinese modesty?"

"Ah~ no." Saber said speechlessly, "What I mean is, there's no need for such a grand ceremony. I pose no threat whatsoever."

"For me, this trip to London is just to meet someone. I don't plan to stay here for long."

"Regarding this matter, I'd like to first extend my welcome to His Majesty Arthur." Whether misunderstanding or intentional, the man maintained his professional smile and continued, "We are here simply due to government regulations. The Prime Minister is paying close attention to this matter and has issued a special order for his reception, while also requesting the full cooperation of other departments, such as the Social Security Administration, regarding His Majesty Arthur's return..."

"Stop!" The Saber was immediately confused by the long string of words that sounded like a tongue twister.

Although she has MEI, the Soul of the Underworld, and the support of Artoria Pendragon, her poor English is no joke. While others are practically mute in English, her Saber English is more like half-mute.

They can speak without problems in everyday conversations, but they completely fail when faced with unfamiliar words or tongue twisters.

She didn't understand a single word of what the man said, yet it seemed like she did. Basically, it all boiled down to just two words.

'Nonsense!'

"Can we get straight to the point?" said the Saber. "Like what you just said, could you put it simply? I mean the core issue."

The middle-aged man straightened his clothes, as if he were a general who had won a battle, and said, "Prime Minister Harker has asked me to accompany you on this trip to London."

"Hack?" Saber seemed to have some recollection of the name.

"Jim Hack." The middle-aged man uttered the name with a hint of disdain in his eyes and a slightly disrespectful tone.

"Jim Hack?" Saber felt a surge of familiarity, even towards the middle-aged man who had just tried to confuse her with a long, complicated sentence. Saber tentatively asked, "You're Cabinet Secretary, Humphrey ..."

"Sir Humphrey Appleby," the man said proudly. "It seems His Majesty knows my name."

"This is truly an honor to have a former king know your name."

"Oh~" Saber suddenly realized, she knew this uncle looked familiar. This guy was none other than Sir Humphrey Appleby, the Britain civil servant and typical representative of the Britain system from the "Yes, Minister!" and "Yes, Prime Minister!" series, the former permanent administrative secretary and current cabinet secretary known as the Han Concubine by Chinese audiences, who had a history of Humphrey with Russia.

This person's specialty is long and complex sentences, which, to put it bluntly, are just a kind of official jargon. What can be expressed in four words is expressed with a whole bunch of official vocabulary and complicated sentence structures.

He liked to use this way of speaking to confuse Jim Hack when he didn't want to work but couldn't directly refute him.

This guy was planning to use long and complicated sentences to confuse me on our first meeting.

"Sir Humphrey," the Saber said politely, "May I offer a suggestion?"

Although he was given a somewhat intimidating, if not exactly, welcome gesture right from the start, the Saber still had to show respect. After all, the other person was a cabinet secretary, practically the pinnacle of their field.

"Please speak, Your Majesty," Humphrey said politely.

"I'm just here to ask someone something," said the Saber. "This isn't an official setting, and I won't be giving you any tasks or doing anything to make things difficult for you. So if you can, please express yourself directly when you talk to me, and don't use long, complicated sentences."

"Of course, you can express your opinion directly if you are unwilling to say it or for official reasons."

"You are not my secretary," Saber emphasized. "I am not your prime minister, and certainly not your king."

"You are not the king," Humphrey said with a professional smile. "You are Her Majesty the Queen."

"No~" the Saber immediately explained, "What I mean is that I am neither the king nor the queen of this country."

"Yes, I know," Humphrey said with certainty. "Artoria Pendragon, in the fifth century AD, when Rome was in decline, Britain was fragmented and on the verge of Honkai, she drew the Sword of Kings, a symbol of glory and victory, and led the people out of suffering and led Britain to glory and splendor."

"..." The corner of the Saber's mouth twitched slightly.

She...

I don't want to say anything.

Speaking of which, she looked through the legends of King Arthur in this world before she arrived; she had heard Otto mention them before. The story of King Arthur has had a very profound influence on Britain, and this is not simply due to religious reasons.

More importantly, it is because King Arthur was the one who Britain from hell to its first prosperity.

Although King Arthur's later downfall and tragedy occurred due to various reasons, the world King Arthur faced was far more brutal than any other. This included not only the retreat of Roman power but also internal strife.

More importantly, there's the external Honkai, which is indiscriminate and indiscriminate in its destruction, regardless of whether it's good or bad.

With no one to protect it, internal strife, and powerful external enemies, the Britain was on the verge of national extinction.

It would be a true extinction. If the Honkai completely destroyed Britain at that time, the British Isles would become a wasteland for a very long period of time! And both the native inhabitants of Britain and the immigrants from elsewhere would be completely wiped out.

It will disappear physically, and will also include most or even the whole of Europe.

Therefore, King Arthur, who led Britain from near-desperate circumstances to reunification and defeat the Honkai of the kingdom, deserves to be celebrated for generations. The story of the Sword in the Stone will inevitably influence every generation of English kings.

You could even say that this thing is an imprint of thought; the king's abilities are unimportant, what matters most is whether he can pull out the Sword in the Stone.

However, they were fortunate for the later kings, as King Arthur took the Sword in the Stone with him when he left, giving them the opportunity to act. Otherwise, how embarrassing would it have been to have the ability to be king but be unable to pull out the Sword in the Stone?

And now...

"Sigh..." Saber sighed and said, "Fine, you're right."

"However, if the one in the palace is worried, please pass on a message for me," said Saber. "I have no interest in his seat."

"It is my honor, Your Her Majesty the Queen." A hint of disappointment seemed to flicker in Humphrey's eyes, but he didn't show it much. With a professional smile, he said, "Regarding your formation..."

"I'm not here for tourism~" the Saber said seriously, "Of course, relaxing once in a while is a good thing. But! But! But oh~"

Saber then changed the subject, saying, "Finding someone is still very important. If you're willing to help me, I hope you can help me find someone."

"SU".

Humphrey didn't give him a direct answer; he seemed to be waiting for something.

After waiting for a while and seeing that nothing had come of it, he said with a slight surprise after confirming that the Saber had no further words, "Are you finished?"

"Yes." Saber nodded.

"It sounds like he's from China," Humphrey said. "And with only one name, it's really difficult to find him. I'm not sure if I can help you find him."

"No," said the Saber, shaking his head. "This is not a Chinese name."

"It's two letters, S~U~. I'm not entirely sure how to spell this name, but according to the Chinese pronunciation, it's su," Saber explained. "You can look it up if you want."

"It would be best to search for them openly and aggressively, as for the results..."

"He will come to me when he sees it."

"Are you sure?" Humphrey asked, seemingly even more incredulously. "So, this SU is one of ours?"

"Ah~" Saber mysteriously, with a look that said, "Of course not, but I think it's more appropriate to leave this matter to you. Just pretend to take it seriously, show it to the Prime Minister, and hold a meeting with high-ranking officials to discuss it in a pretentious manner."

That's it?

Humphrey seemed to understand but not quite; he neither answered nor denied it. Instead, he said, "Your Her Majesty the Queen, if it is convenient, please move to the palace we have prepared for you."

After saying that Humphrey personally opened the passenger door of the royal Bentley for the Saber.

"We believe you will love it there," Humphrey said mysteriously.

"I never expected to have the chance to sit here again." The Saber didn't refuse and plopped down inside, saying, "Is this the King of England's car? It really feels quite nice."

Saber did not expect Britain to greet him like this.

However, this is also a good thing, if it doesn't involve any political matters or palace power struggles. With official assistance, some things can be done very quickly.

It could even be said that it was faster than Saber could have imagined.

It must go through British secrecy measures...

That's practically nonexistent! Any document they need the Prime Minister to sign is reviewed by the KGB before the Prime Minister even gets it. Political officers might fare a little better. They only care about their own votes and must be anti-Russian, but those administrative staff, military officers, and intelligence officers are practically sieves infiltrated.

Basically, British spies, officers, and intelligence officers can be divided into three categories: spies of others, spies' underlings, and unsuspecting accomplices.