Chapter 110: The Sword of the King is the Sword of Desire

Chapter 110: The Sword of the King is the Sword of Desire

“No need for that, Ailia. I trust you.”

Axi shook his head in response.

His answer surprised Airael a bit.

But then she felt happy.

Axi’s willingness to trust her meant he considered her one of his own.

This also showed he wasn’t a heartless ingrate, forgetting people after a good night’s sleep.

“Axi, what are you planning to do with this sword next?”

Although Airael was pleased with Axi’s trust, she didn’t forget the main issue.

This magic sword was no trivial item.

Though its existence might have benefited her breakthrough, that was a separate matter.

This magic sword was dangerous.

It could manipulate human desires, and who knows when they might fall under its spell again?

And as for desires… well, they were already entangled with this magic sword.

Not to mention, since she and Axi had feelings for each other, it wasn’t too serious yet, but what about later?

Desires come in many forms.

Excess of any desire could lead to someone’s doom.

“I need it, Ailia.”

Axi looked at Airael with a serious demeanor, not joking around.

Still, Airael hoped he was just joking.

“What did you just say, Axi?”

“I need it because a king needs desire!”

Axi responded, giving his reasoning.

But Airael found his explanation incomprehensible. “King! You’re not a king. I can understand that a king needs desire; it’s something each of us has. But our desires mustn’t inflate uncontrollably; we must keep them in check, or we risk losing everything. This sword will lead you to lose yourself.”

“You don’t understand.”

Axi shook his head.

“What don’t I understand?!”

Airael slammed her fist on the table, glaring at Axi.

The atmosphere in the room became tense due to her outburst.

“The Sword of the King is the Sword of Desire!”

Axi replied calmly.

Such an ambiguous answer only made Airael angrier.

“Can you clarify? Stop with the nonsense!”

“This sword is the Sword of the King!”

Axi pointed to the great sword before them.

Airael was stunned.

Axi appeared lost in thought, staring at the Sword of the King.

After Airael’s previous explanation, he finally understood how to wield this sword.

Desire!

Without desire, the sword couldn’t be used.

Earlier, due to certain reasons, he lacked desire and had no wish to become a king, so he’d been unable to wield this sword.

But now, things were different.

He’d come to some realizations that sparked a flicker of desire within him.

Though that desire was weak, he had been confused, believing it impossible to achieve, but now was different.

He should be able to wield the Sword of the King.

With that thought, Axi decided to test whether he could truly use the Sword of the King.

He reached out to untie the cloth covering the sword, revealing its splendid sheath and hilt, which emanated a sacred aura, making it hard to connect with the concept of desire.

As Axi was about to place his hand on the sword—

“Don’t touch it!”

But Airael blocked him with her hand.

She grasped Axi’s hand firmly.

Axi halted his motion, looking up at Airael.

“Axi, listen to me; this sword is truly dangerous. If you want to use it, you must first understand it thoroughly.”

Airael earnestly begged.

At her words, Axi hesitated, then nodded, “Then I’ll wait.”

Airael breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Having chosen to be with Axi, and even deepening their relationship, she didn’t want to see him go down the wrong path.

Desires, though natural, could lead to peril.

Afterward, she watched Axi wrap the sword back up before finally easing her concerns.

The atmosphere in the room relaxed as well.

“Axi, do you want to become a king?”

Airael asked, looking at Axi.

At that moment, she had lost all appetite.

She needed to clarify a few things.

Axi seemed to have reached some understanding.

But she still felt lost.

Questions raced through her mind: Why was the Sword of the King the Sword of Desire? What did the Sword of the King represent? Did possessing it mean one could become a king? And how did he come to possess it?

Airael had no clear answers.

“Yeah!”

Axi nodded lightly.

Then he looked at Airael and asked, “Ailia, will you support me?”

“Why the sudden desire to become a king? Isn’t it nice being a free-spirited mercenary? Besides, didn’t you dislike dealing with royalty before?”

Airael chuckled nervously, avoiding answering Axi’s question.

“I used to think just wandering as a mercenary would be enough, but now it’s different. I must fulfill my mission.”

Airael pondered Axi’s words.

He said things were different now.

So what had changed?

Rapidly, Airael linked it to recent events.

“Was it after discovering the truth about Victor’s exile?”

Airael asked, scrutinizing Axi.

Axi nodded, “Yes.”

“And what’s your relationship with Victor?”

Airael asked again, tension apparent.

“He’s my ancestor, and my name shouldn’t be Axi, but Arthur! Axi is just my alias.”

Axi’s revelation sent Airael reeling.

Though his heartfelt sharing helped her understand him more, the gravity of the truth left her speechless.

Had she trapped herself?

She had originally been thinking of ways to dodge a marriage!

Now, it seemed she didn’t need to plot her escape since she had willingly put herself in this situation.

Axi continued, seemingly oblivious to Airael’s emotional shifts.

“My mission is to restore a king to Machia and lead it to rise again, to become the King of Kings!”

“The King of Kings~”

Upon hearing this, Airael whispered.

That title was indeed alluring.

Someone had once promised her that her child could hold this title.

But given the current situation, achieving such an aim would surely come at a heavy cost, with endless wars and countless lives lost in the process.