Fate:Trained By God Slayer and Witch

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Asher had thought of many possibilities when he pulled the sword.

For example, he might not be able to budge the Caliburn at all and would leave dejectedly.

Or he could pull it out a little, but in the next moment, the Caliburn might slip back into the giant rock.

But he had never imagined something so bizarre.

It was really light. Why hadn't so many others been able to pull out something with this level of weight?

Asher raised his head to look at Merlin, but the man who usually wore a frivolous smile was suddenly not smiling anymore.

Morgan le Fay's face showed approval, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with unusual light as they looked at Asher.

He had actually pulled it out.

Originally, she hadn't held much hope and had even prepared other plans to restrict King Arthur after failure, but now all that was unnecessary.

Sure enough, Scáthach had always had a good eye for choosing people.

The smile on Morgan's face grew even brighter, but then she saw Merlin walking toward Asher.

What was this guy up to now?

A hint of doubt flashed in Morgan's eyes.

This man always seemed to see through everything. Because he possessed eyes that could see the present, he could deduce the future by combining current information. Had he already foreseen this?

No, if he had, he wouldn't have looked so surprised just now.

Morgan's gaze stayed fixed on Asher's direction.

If anything unusual happened, she would act immediately.

"This is quite something—you actually pulled out the Caliburn," Merlin said, admiring the sword in Asher's hand.

"Was this within your expectations?" Asher asked.

"No. To be honest, you're a very strange person, not belonging to this world, and I can't even see your future," Merlin circled Asher. "I always thought only the true king could pull out the Caliburn, and you actually did it."

"So?"

"Pull it out again," Merlin said.

"You want me to put it back and pull it out again?" Asher frowned.

"That's right, pull it out again," Merlin shrugged. "Since you are the true king, you should be able to do it."

Asher was silent for a moment.

He really still didn't believe him?

That was understandable. After all, the Red Dragon's body Merlin and King Uther had discussed cultivating was Artoria's. She had been training since she was five years old for this very day, yet an outsider like him pulled out the Caliburn.

Anyone would find that hard to accept.

"If I do this, will you acknowledge me?" Asher asked.

"Ah, if you pull it out again, I believe everyone will acknowledge you," Merlin said, glancing at the surrounding knights.

"Since you don't believe me, then I'll pull it out again for you to see," Asher inserted the Caliburn back into the giant rock.

Then, lowering his voice, he said, "Before I start, I want to ask you something."

"Go ahead, as long as I can answer," Merlin spread his hands. "Though I might not tell you even if I can."

"You probably don't want Lily to become king, right? Why would you stop someone from pulling out the Caliburn?" Asher whispered.

"I won't stop predetermined fate," Merlin said. "But you pulled out that sword, and the trajectory deviated from that line. The unseen future will be very dangerous."

"All right, please pull out that sword again in a way that everyone can see clearly," Merlin said, then turned and walked back into the crowd without giving Asher time to reply.

Under the gaze of the knights, Asher took a breath and slowly exhaled.

Staring at the Caliburn embedded in the giant rock, he reached out and grabbed the hilt.

He tried hard to pull it out.

The Caliburn didn't budge.

Strange… the sword that had felt so light before now seemed firmly embedded in the rock.

Asher frowned and looked toward Merlin.

Was that guy playing tricks?

The knights noticed Asher's struggle and began whispering among themselves.

"He can't pull it out."

"Surely, something was off just now."

"I told you, how could a squire possibly pull out the Caliburn..."

"Thankfully Merlin noticed in time. Otherwise, the consequences would've been unimaginable. He's just a squire, and I've never even heard his name. If it were famous knights like Gawain or Kay, we could accept him leading everyone."

Asher tried again, but the sword didn't respond.

"Don't waste your time! You can't pull out the Caliburn! Step down and let someone else try!" some knights jeered.

"You can't become King Arthur by relying on luck!"

"Come down!"

Artoria remained silent, watching Merlin approach her, biting her lip.

"What did you do?" she asked quietly.

"Just played a little trick," Merlin smiled. "Go on, gain everyone's approval."

"You will be the true King Arthur."

"But he clearly pulled out the Caliburn," Artoria frowned.

"The current fact is that he failed," Merlin shook his head. "Whether he succeeded before or not, he has failed now."

"Merlin, how dare you play such tricks in front of me?!" Morgan suddenly appeared behind Merlin, glaring coldly.

"I didn't do anything. It's just that he's not suitable to pull out that sword... A person who cannot see fate should not pull out the Caliburn," Merlin said, glancing at Morgan. "You know only the Red Dragon's body can pull it out. Though I don't want Lily to become King Arthur either, this is all destined fate, so…"

"You used illusion magic?" Morgan interrupted.

"Indeed, I did a little something," Merlin smiled, not denying it.

"Then what's the point of this day of selection? Wouldn't it have been better to just have Lily come and pull the sword?" Morgan asked coldly.

"If we didn't do this, how would others believe she is the true King Arthur?" Merlin said. "Only by pulling out the Caliburn in front of everyone can she gain recognition — recognition that she is the King Arthur who can lead everyone to drive away the foreign races."

"That person doesn't belong to this world, so he shouldn't have pulled out the Caliburn. Even if you tampered with him and made him the White Dragon's body, he still wouldn't be able to pull it out," Merlin continued.

Morgan said nothing, but her eyes burned with anger.

All her efforts over the years had been in vain because Asher wasn't from this world, because of this damned fate.

No matter how hard he trained, it was useless.

Because Artoria had been designated as the new king by Merlin and King Uther long ago, she had to become king according to the trajectory of fate.

"All right, all right, hurry up, Lily," Merlin said, looking at Artoria beside him. "The sun is quite strong. To be honest, I'm a bit thirsty and want to go back for a drink sooner."

Artoria remained silent, staring in that direction, gently biting her lip.

"Lily?" Merlin called again, "Don't keep everyone waiting too long. Hurry up…"

Merlin's voice suddenly stopped as he turned to look toward Asher.

A roar of anger erupted from there, and the knights' whispers abruptly ceased.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the squire.

No, his current form could hardly be called human anymore.

Battle Power Overload!

Having completely merged with the White Dragon's body, Asher's skin turned translucent white, with several dragon-like markings covering him.

His arms looked slender as before, but they shook the giant rock.

"What does he want to do…?" Kay asked, surprised.

"Asher…" Morgan stared intently.

Tampered with by Merlin and unable to pull out the Caliburn, what else could he want to do?

"He wants to lift the entire giant rock?!" someone shouted.

"How is that possible? No one can lift that giant rock…"

The voice stopped as everyone stared in disbelief.

Slowly, the giant rock floated up from the ground, lifted by Asher's power.

Little by little, then finally completely lifted.

The huge shadow of the giant rock cast over the scene, with blinding light behind him.

And that slender figure standing in the light and shadow.

If he couldn't pull out the Caliburn, then he would lift the Stone Hammer!

Asher raised the Caliburn embedded in the giant rock, his arm bones creaking as if breaking, but in Battle Power Overload, he seemed to forget the pain.

He slammed the giant rock hard onto the ground.

Boom!

It felt as if the entire island shook.

The ground cracked, everyone lost their balance, and the surroundings trembled like an earthquake.

Fragments of the giant rock flew out into the sunlight, shimmering with enchanting colors in the dazzling light.

A sharp fragment grazed Merlin's face, drawing crimson blood.

Asher lifted the Caliburn, still holding some fragments, and slammed it hard into the ground, fixing his gaze on Merlin.

"Like this, does it count as me pulling it out?"

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