"Understood." The Holy Lake Goddess suppressed her excitement and held the gleaming Divine Striking Whip in both hands.
The Original Gods' eyes were bloodshot. The Divine Striking Whip was no mere Lower God Artifact—it unquestionably contained Suye's power. Once Suye became a god, even if the British King were an ordinary person, one lash could kill a Demigod.
"From this point onward, the Magic World, the Original Gods, and the mortal king will stand side by side in coexistence."
Suye swept his gaze over the Original Gods before turning to Arthur.
Arthur threw the Sword in the Stone and the Lake Sword onto the ground. Pouting, he nearly burst into tears as he said, "I want to be a mage, not the British King!"
"Become the British King first, then become a mage."
"No! I only want to be a mage!" Arthur's resolve was firm.
Suye looked at the young boy.
There was not a trace of fear in the youth's eyes.
"You're still young, and it's difficult for you to make the right choice. However, I can't deprive you of the right to choose. If you become a Silver Mage within three years, you may make your final choice. For those three years, you'll be known as the British King, but you won't need to concern yourself with state affairs. You can focus on learning magic, with Ekte and Kai assisting you. How does that sound?"
"Good!" Arthur nodded vigorously.
The Holy Lake Goddess wore a helpless expression. The British Continent had been doing perfectly well—how had everything changed the moment Suye arrived? Even the designated British King had run away.
Suye glanced at the Holy Lake Goddess.
The Holy Lake Goddess helplessly said, "We'll conduct a new round of divinations and select a suitable candidate."
"Good. The British