Scientific Radish

Please always maintain patience, politeness, and grace.
And...
Do not speak ill of God.

Priest Marvin

"The Sword of the King…" Arthur smiled faintly, "Father, you hold me in high regard. In your eyes, am I that legendary king?"


"It's a story Emma concocted. I'm merely borrowing it, but Your Highness, you indeed possess the bearing of a king."


In New Ross City, Marvin observed Arthur for three years. Only after confirming he would make a good king did he lay his cards on the table.


Marvin trusted his own judgment; Arthur would become a good king.


"Am I the only one who can pull out that sword?"


"Of course, that is the Holy Sword prepared for you."


Arthur nodded and said, "But now the Sword in the Stone is sealed, by your own orders. How can I access the Holy Sword?"


"This requires Your Highness to judge for yourself," Marvin said. "I cannot incite Archbishop Fowler, but you can."


After a few more exchanges, Marvin stood to leave, but Arthur suddenly stopped him:
