Chapter 53: The Chapter of Gaia (The Beginning) Decision and Return (Part 1)
Leon Dickens, the celestial knight, continued to taste fine wine in his office. The whole room was very dark, with only the firelight of the heater giving a vague outline to the dark room. In addition to the celestial knight drinking whiskey comfortably, there were also
The figure of a knight is waiting.
"In this way, you successfully solved the issue of forming an alliance with the mermaids, and you didn't waste a single soldier. What an old fox." Black-armored knight Zack said in the shadows.
"I didn't expect that things would go so smoothly." Grand Duke Lyon Dickens shook his wine glass to stir the ice cubes and spirits in the glass more evenly.
In the firelight, the whiskey reflected the golden light. Lyon Dickens took a sip of the wine with pity: "That boy did things so neatly that you couldn't imagine. Thanks to him, all the troubles here and in Europe have been eliminated."
A preliminary agreement has been reached in the capital, and only Rome is left."
"Rome? That's a tough nut to crack." Zach said, "Don't you want to ------"
"I have my own plan." Grand Duke Lyon Dickens sneered.
15th Machinery Warehouse.
"Okay, this is the last lesson. There's only so much I can teach you. From now on, you can only practice on your own." Lancelot said.
"Wha, what?" Bediwell, who was lying on the ground covered in sweat and oil, quickly got up, "But..."
"The time I spent teaching Arthur was less than the time I spent teaching you. His swordsmanship was slowly honed by myself later on." Lancelot said, "Originally, all I could teach you was a central idea, a method that suits you."
A combat strategy formulated based on your physical constitution. As long as you continue to practice according to this strategy in the future, you will one day become your own style. If I step in and teach you more messy things, it will make you stick to certain specific ones.
In the end, the moves turned into rigid and fixed routines. At that time, it was impossible for you to learn your real swordsmanship again."
"But, for a stupid person like me..."
"No, you're not stupid. Arthur is a genius. He mastered the essence of all the swordsmanship I want to teach him in three days. And you are also a genius, but you mastered all the essence in less than a month. You and Arthur are similar.
The difference is just a matter of combat experience. As long as you live long enough, it will be entirely possible to catch up with or get infinitely close to Arthur's achievements."
"But I always forget..."
"About that," Lancelot handed Bediwell a small iron plate, "Take this. When you lose your way on the swordsmanship road in the future, just take out this plate and look at it. As long as you stay calm.
If you come down and take a good look at your own mistakes, you will be able to find the right path again."
"Okay, okay. Thank you." Bediwell took the iron plate. It was really just a small piece of iron like an ornament. Can such a small piece of iron really guide him on his future path? Bediwell
Doubtful.
"Then, if we are destined to meet again, we will meet again in the future." Lancelot said sincerely.
"Goodbye...?" Bedivere said in confusion, but still said goodbye to Lancelot and returned to the dormitory.
In Sir Kay's room, the knight was reading a certain magazine with great interest.
"What are you reading?" Tristan poked his head out from behind the book and asked.
"Wow!!" Kai was startled and put the magazine in his hand away like a reflex.
"Why didn't you knock on the door when you came in?!" Kai shouted dissatisfied, "Get out of here, you impolite brat!"
"Hey, unlike some lecherous knight, I'm here for business." Tristan smiled slyly, showing the cunning unique to a boy of his age. "If it's inconvenient, I can wait for you to finish."
Come later?"
"No need!" Kai blushed and pulled up his pants, "You brat...what do you want from me?"
"This." Tristan took out an object wrapped in silk from his backpack. After opening the package, it turned out to be a trident broken in two.
"I came to Pantorakon as a diplomat. In addition to handling the affairs of the alliance, I also have this additional task: repairing the Holy Spear------The Golden Trident."
Kai deliberately made a hammer-like job, sarcastically asking Tristan: "What makes you think I can fix it? I look like a blacksmith?"
Tristan was stunned for a moment. To be honest, at that moment, he felt that the scene of Kai holding a hammer and striking iron was completely inappropriate. Maybe this muscular man was really a natural blacksmith...
Tristan shook his head violently and put away these ridiculous thoughts: "You don't have to pretend to be stupid. It was Arthur who asked me to come. He said that there is only one person in the world who can repair this weapon, and you know that this person is now
Where."
"Oh, Arthur's big mouth." The knight muttered helplessly, "Okay, since it was Arthur who told you, I don't have to hide it. That man is the greatest genius scientist of this century and a researcher.
The authority of photonics. However, I can't guarantee anything whether she can repair this kind of weapon left by ancient people, and whether she is willing to help you repair it."
[She]? A woman? A female genius scientist?
The fishman prince was suddenly curious about what this female genius scientist looked like, so he said readily: "Okay, take me there."
"Now that I think about it..." Kai suddenly had a deliberately troublesome idea. He was very proud of himself for coming up with this genius idea, so he smiled evilly and said: "You know, boy, in fact, if you can persuade me,
If someone goes with you, the success rate will be very high."
"Who?" asked the fishman prince.
"Arthur." Kay said, "The name of the person you are going to meet is Vivian Cornwell. She is Arthur's sister."