King Arthur's Sword? That's My Frostmourne!

He transmigrates as a sword and gets stuck in a rock, unable to get out!

Zhao Lan is freaking out.

Huh? It's the cursed sword Frostmourne? So whoever pulls me out is definitely going to be a good son, right?

But...

"Draw this sword, and you will become the King of Britain!"

"Mm, I understand."

"Huh? Britain? Did we get something mixed up?"

"King Arthur! You wouldn't want Britain to fall apart, would you? Let go of that sword!"

"Sorry, Merlin... there's no turning back now."

"Why all the talking? Kill him, my king! The only ones worth trusting are the dead!"

"Britain has now become a land of the dead, King Arthur... The Knights of the Round Table are preparing to unite against you."

"What should I do, Excalibur?"

"Oh, my king, don't worry. They will kneel before you once more, as the dead."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.