"I see. That old man is really interesting." After listening to Arthur's analysis, Merlin complained in a low voice: "So he arranged all this, and he secretly gave you this sword...
Lightsaber?"
The shadow of the crow fell next to Arthur's sword, as if he was carefully studying the sword. It has now become an iron sword without an edge. Although the workmanship is as fine as a work of art, it has almost no lethality, at most
It is used like an iron rod to knock people. However, its real edge is hidden inside the edgeless iron sword--when its metal "shell" is disassembled, it is truly lethal.
The lightsaber part will be exposed.
"I really wish I could study this strange weapon, but it's a pity that I can't interfere with the world you live in now." Merlin sighed with a pity: "And when everything is over, you will also take this sword with you.
We will not go back to the world we are in, Your Majesty."
"Never mind it. As long as I have a handy weapon available now, I'm satisfied." Arthur pulled out the metal shell (scabbard) of the sword and glanced at the lightsaber inside. The milky white light.
It leaked out from the seam between the scabbard and the solid blade and spread throughout the cave.
"And you see, the mysterious man J even brought us supplies." Arthur turned his eyes and glanced at the donkey parked at the entrance of the cave. Yes, the mysterious old man disappeared instantly, but what he brought
But the donkey is still here. The pile of goods carried on the donkey's back seems to be all left to Arthur.
"Food. It's so good." Arthur found some dry food from the cargo pile without much effort. At this time, he was almost hungry, so he picked up the dry food and took a few bites desperately: "Look,
The god of this world brought us dinner in the wilderness!"
"Or maybe it's poisonous or poisonous food, and the old man will come back soon and attack you while your majesty is unconscious from the poison."
"You think too much, Merlin." Arthur didn't care at all: "In this world, my identity is just a penniless kid. Even if he wants to harm me, what benefit can he get from me?
Woolen cloth?"
Then he ate more dry food, took out a water bottle from the goods, and poured the sweet nectar into his mouth.
Seeing King Arthur's lack of vigilance, Merlin was speechless.
"Your Majesty, I just went out to inquire again. You will never guess what kind of era we are in." The shadow of the crow said.
"What? You want to tell me that we have not only traveled to the world two hundred years later, but to the world more than nine hundred years later?" Arthur then said sarcastically.
Merlin was quite surprised: "Your Majesty, how did you guess it? The time traveled is indeed very different from what I estimated. We are indeed in the world of 1422 AD now."
"Well, isn't it easy to guess?" Arthur analyzed calmly: "According to the mysterious man J, the King of England in this world is Henry VI. Even if my next king is named Henry,
The throne has gone through at least six changes. Adding in my own term, it is easy to understand that the time difference is seven or eight hundred years. If there are some vacancies in the throne during this period, you say this is a period of time.
I will believe it in the world a thousand years from now."
"However, there is one thing that your Majesty does not know at all." Merlin said: "The legend of King Arthur does not exist in this world. The fact that your Majesty became the King of Great Britain seems to have never existed at all in the history of this parallel world."
"Oh, this sentence sounds quite hurtful." Arthur still chewed dry food calmly: "So there is no King Arthur or the legend of King Arthur in this world? I have never done anything.
With my great deeds, future generations will never remember me?"
"That's right, Your Majesty."
"That's good. Since no one knows me as King Arthur, there's no need to worry about my identity being leaked." Arthur smiled disapprovingly and said, "I can legitimately use my real name in this world without fear."
Be recognized."
"No, no, no, no, there is definitely something fishy about this matter. Your Majesty, you can't act hastily like this!" Merlin was still suspicious: "Please, when you contact people in this world, at least use a fake name!"
"
"Okay." Arthur said with a look of displeasure: "Now, let's start with the basics. How about teaching me the purest and most authentic French in the world? Can you do it, Merlin?"
"I can try this." The shadow of the crow fell on King Arthur's head: "I will try to use the intelligence I just collected, convert it into language data, and transmit it to your Majesty's mind. That will make your Majesty
The French sounds more authentic. However, please note that I can only interfere with this world through Harry in the form of interference with gravitational waves, so the data transmission method is also relatively... rough. This may bring great benefits to Your Majesty.
A brief headache------"
"Just do it." Arthur was too lazy to listen to Merlin's explanation and immediately interrupted.
Merlin seemed to sigh, but Arthur couldn't hear it clearly. It should be said that he almost entered a state of unconsciousness for a short time. In an instant, a large amount of information poured into his mind like a tide, which made the young man feel a little confused.
At a loss what to do. Most of them are images and sounds, records left by looking at the world from the perspective of a crow. However, this crow seems to have flown to many places and covered a very wide range.
What I saw and heard was a huge amount of information that was almost overwhelming.
"Woo... wow...!" Arthur came back to his senses and found that he had a nosebleed. He wiped his nose and tried to organize his thoughts, and immediately found that he could use comparison
He spoke in fluent French: "That's right. I really didn't know Merlin that your familiar could detect so many places in such a short period of time?"
"Oh, Your Majesty, have you forgotten? The current Harry is just a phantom made up of gravity waves. It is not restricted by most of the physical conditions of this world and can move at close to the speed of light." Merlin seemed a little proud when he said this
: "You will never know how far I have let Harry fly and how many interesting things I have seen. These things are too heavy a burden on your young body, Your Majesty. If they are instilled into your brain all at once, it will definitely
It will explode."
"Whatever, you have the final say." Arthur dug out a sleeping bag made of coarse cloth from the pile of supplies, hugged his sword, and lay down comfortably beside the campfire: "You shouldn't need to sleep.
Right? Then let go of the wind. I want to have a good sleep and go to the city tomorrow."
"As you command, Your Majesty." The shadow of the crow flew outside the cave.
The next day, a handsome blond boy who claimed to be a refugee entered the city of Blois. The soldiers guarding the city did not believe this boy at first because his clothes were too neat and his face was too clean.
They don't look like refugees from occupied France.
However, after all, this was just a young man with a weak physique, and he did not carry any particularly dangerous weapons. The only thing he carried on his back that could be called a "weapon" was made of ordinary iron and was not fired.
Thinking that the young man was not in much danger, the soldiers guarding the city gate relaxed their vigilance and allowed the young man to enter the city.
At first, people in the city were suspicious, thinking that the boy was a spy sent by England or Burgundy. However, the boy spoke fluent French, was well-informed and helpful, and he would also sell some valuable items in the market in the city.
Expensive silver tableware, within a week, the people in the city had developed a good impression of the boy. Many people even secretly guessed that the boy should be a nobleman who escaped from the occupied area. A month later, the boy had already
He successfully settled in the city of Blois and gained the trust of most of the citizens in the city.
"Humph..." Arthur stared at the ceiling of the hotel room with a slightly depressed look: "We have been in the city for a month, but we still can't find any news about Greenville. Don't talk about Greenville.
Come on, now I can’t even get the slightest bit of news about Bediville..."
"Your Majesty, be patient." The shadow of the crow stayed on the beam of the wooden house. In a dark corner where almost no one could detect it, it used telepathy to talk to Arthur: "Looking for two people in the vast sea of people."
It is indeed not easy for individuals. However, the Kama (destiny) between you will guide you. Even if you don’t have to do anything and let things develop naturally, you will eventually meet again."
"I hope so." Arthur picked up the knife and gestured on the table: "I'm afraid that this young man's body will not be able to meet Greenville before he dies of old age."
"That kind of thing will never happen, I assure you, Your Majesty." Merlin said without emotion: "Looking on the bright side, you have been here for a full month, and the time in our original world is still completely
Still, even when we went back, it was only less than a second. Your Majesty, everything you do now is equivalent to adding life experience to your life. You have also learned a lot of new things in this month.
Things are just spiritual cultivation, why not do it?"
"Yes, it's like I really like pretending to be another person and dealing with a bunch of French guys." Arthur couldn't help but feel even more depressed. Apart from some relaxed business and occasional sword practice, he had been doing almost all the research this month.
It's just information, loaded with boring chores, it's not even meaningful, let alone practice.
When can we find Greenville------
"Hey, young man, what are you doing?" The door to the room was suddenly pushed open, and a burly man came in.