At the heart of the dragon golem is a cabin. It is just big enough to accommodate one person.
"That's it." Arthur rolled into the cabin, sat on the seat, and looked at the dashboard. Although he couldn't understand how these complicated machines operated, he knew the only solution:
"Stop!!!!" Arthur punched the dashboard hard!
---[Violence can solve all problems].
Sizzsssssssssssssssssssssssssssss------
The various lights on the dashboard gradually disappeared, and the movements of the dragon golem became slower and slower.
This guy was released from automatic control mode and finally willing to be honest.
------Arthur has no idea that the dragon demon is actually voice-controlled. He doesn't need to smash the dashboard at all, he just needs to sit back and give orders. However, this is a matter for the future.
"I hope you are the last dragon I meet. Fighting with dragons is really tiring. I really don't want to meet again!" Arthur sat down and sighed (gasp).
The people at the feet of the dragon demon statue were still frightened when they looked at the motionless dragon.
"A...Arthur? Are you okay up there?! What's going on?" Bedivere shouted from below.
"I'm fine, I'll be down soon." Arthur said. He looked at the cabin full of dashboards and various button handles, and vaguely felt that this dragon golem could be controlled by human hands.
If he could really tame this huge mechanical monster, wouldn't Pantora become invincible?...Of course, that's a question for the future.
"Is it really okay?" Ivan looked at the mechanical dragon standing behind him tremblingly. It seemed that it would move again at any time and attack everyone's back. Ivan couldn't help but feel a cold feeling on his back.
"I turned it off, it shouldn't move." Arthur tidied up the tattered armor on his body.
It's really heartbreaking to be like this. The black dragon armor can absorb free photons in the environment and regenerate automatically, but it takes a long time. Arthur will probably have to wear this rag for a while. Fortunately, all the places that should be covered are well covered...
"Don't worry about the dragon, let's leave quickly." Kai urged. He believed that the only way to escape from the fear of the dragon was to ignore it.
Bedivere said nothing and pulled Lianyin to run forward, fearing that the giant dragon would attack them.
In this dark and vast space, everyone is moving towards a place with light. Their destination... is in the center of this vast battlefield, illuminated by a faint light.
It is not commensurate with the huge and majestic battlefield, and it is even less commensurate with the terrifying and powerful guardian of the dragon golem. This is just a small place. It is simple... It can even be said to be a shabby little place.
Two dragon statues and an uninscribed stone tablet set off this place. Everything has experienced the baptism of time and has become tattered.
The dust particles shone in a ray of sunlight. This light shone down from an opening in the sky, which was probably a vent connected to the ground.
Ancient and sacred. But…
Right in front of this semicircular arched stone tablet, a black, broken, ugly iron sword was inserted into a small, equally broken anvil.
So rustic, so inconspicuous, so unremarkable.
Although I can feel the ancient and sacred aura in it, this sword is too... ordinary.
This is the so-called sword of kings---Caliburn?
(Why?!)
"Kai, this is the result you want." Arthur finally couldn't bear it anymore, and his anger broke out in an instant: "Look! This piece of rotten iron is what everyone risked their lives to come with you to get it!"
You would rather abandon your companions to get something! Are you satisfied now?!"
(No! It shouldn’t be like this.)
"It's just a rotten exterior. It's certainly a bit dilapidated after thousands of years." Kai said, "But it must be a powerful artifact!"
(Originally, what I hoped for was a heroic adventure, a shocking treasure, and a legendary story from generation to generation!)
"Do you really think that a piece of rotten iron can make you a king? Haha, let alone this piece of rubbish, no matter how powerful it is, it is impossible for the magic weapon to cut iron like mud to balance you and the heavenly knights.
There is a gap in strength!" Arthur scolded sternly, "Kay, it's time to wake up!"
(What kind of bad ending is this!?)
"You------what do you know!!!" Kai looked at Arthur. At this moment, he finally couldn't help crying.
The feelings he had held in his heart for many years exploded at this moment.
"Arthur, you are so strong! Of course you don't have to care about anything!" Kai cried, "Can't you think about the feelings of those who are weaker than you?!
------No matter how hard you try, you will easily be surpassed!
------No matter how much I practice, I will never be as good as a genius like you!
Stop getting stronger, damn bastard!!!" he shouted, "What do you want me to do?! What do you want me to do as a brother?!!!!
----------------------------It's obviously up to me to protect you!!!!"
Seeing Kai kneeling on the ground crying, Arthur was silent for a while.
(No, that's not the case.)
"You don't need to protect me." Arthur said, "I'm no longer a child, and I don't need you to protect me everywhere."
Kai doesn't need to be stronger than me. You just need to be strong enough to protect yourself without me worrying, that's enough.
No matter what we become in the future, you will always be my most beloved brother." Arthur cried.
(So that’s it. That’s all.)
"Arthur." Kai hugged his unrelated brother, "I'm sorry, I'm really an idiot. I'm sorry."
He felt relieved.
Bedivere just looked at Kai and Arthur quietly. He put away the weapon in his hand, feeling ashamed that he had doubted Kai.
This world is not just filled with malice. Human hearts are filled with good intentions.
Then, one day, kindness will change everything and sweep away the original darkness.
In fact, Arthur has a good brother. As long as you know this, it is enough.
Ivan finally couldn't help it any longer. He pointed to the ancient sword beside him and asked, "But what about that one?"
Kai wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and showed a funny expression, "Well... let's try to pull it out and have a look?"
"Don't pull it out, it will break if you pull it out." Arthur also wiped away tears and said, "Do you want to damage the valuable cultural relics?"
Kai looked at the rusty sword and hesitated for a moment, "No. The legend has made it very clear that it needs to be pulled out."
"It will break, it will definitely break." Bedivere shook his head vigorously.
"Hey, so what if it breaks? At least we can take the hilt back for cross-examination! It's a holy sword even if it's broken, right? There's no evidence that we broke it, so what can archaeologists do to us?" Kai said
.
"You are a shameless vandal of cultural relics," Arthur said.
"It's so noisy!...Then, I'm going to draw my sword!" Kai blushed and said embarrassedly.
Arthur looked at Kai's back, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart.