1:149 Chapter of the Western Heaven (beginning) Exploring the secrets of the ancient capital (Part 1)
The next day, Arthur woke up and found that it was already noon.
"Why didn't you call me?!" Arthur ran out of the bedroom in a hurry.
The sun was shining outside, and it was a beautiful day. Arthur saw Bedivere and Tristan practicing swordsmanship outside the house, and the teenagers were sweating profusely.
"But, Arthur was so tired yesterday, so he planned to let you rest a little longer." Bediwell stopped and said. (Then Tristan's wooden sword hit Bedi on the head.)
"Assholes! Didn't I tell you to leave early for the ruins of Camelot today?!" Arthur said angrily, "What if we delay our departure and end up at night?"
"Then... why don't you go? Have a good rest for a day, and then come back tomorrow -----"
Before Bedivere could finish speaking, he received a heavy fist from Arthur on the top of his head.
"Ouch. Don't knock. If you knock so much, you will become stupid." The werewolf boy protested.
"You are already a fool, maybe you will become smarter if you knock a few more times." Arthur said sarcastically, "I changed my clothes, had lunch and set off immediately."
"Arthur, you haven't eaten anything yet------"
"My portion has been eaten long ago." Arthur pointed at the lunch (breakfast) table that had been swept away in the room.
"By the way," Bedivere asked while chewing the bread very hard, "Arthur, you drank dragon's blood again, aren't you afraid of causing problems again?" He thought of Arthur who turned into a stone statue, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
"I have already asked Greenvale for her opinion. She also said that I will only drink it if my body can withstand a moderate amount of dragon blood." Arthur said, and then he suddenly remembered his engagement with Greenvale.
Something happened, a subtle look flashed across his face.
"Huh?" Tristan caught the expression on Arthur's face at this moment. He suddenly thought he understood something, so he smiled strangely.
"Okay, it's done." Bedivere devoured his lunch, then picked up his equipment and stood up.
"Don't waste food, eat the carrots in your bowl." Arthur said coldly.
"Aren't you in a hurry?!" Bedivere couldn't laugh or cry.
"That's why I need you to hurry up." Arthur said.
"Betty, it's not good to be picky about food all the time. You will never grow taller like this." Tristan said with a sneer.
"Why are you pretending to teach me a lesson, but you keep putting green beans in my bowl?!" the werewolf boy said angrily.
"It's so noisy. I'm allergic to green beans. There's nothing I can do about it." said the fishman prince.
"Only one would believe such a lame lie!" Bedivere said angrily.
Then Arthur gave each of the two teenagers a punch.
"If you don't eat quickly, I'll shove these radishes and green beans through your noses!" he said angrily, making a 'wipe your neck' gesture.
2 p.m.
"Oh, we're finally here." Patrick, the platinum griffon, was waiting at the entrance of the library. "You brat, you bit me yesterday and my arm still hurts. I will settle this debt with you in the future."
"Let's talk about it later. Can I go in now?" Arthur said indifferently.
"Go in. Leon Dickens is waiting for you." The platinum griffon made way.
When Arthur and his group walked over, Arthur suddenly opened his mouth mischievously towards the platinum griffin and made a "bite" gesture. The griffin was frightened and jumped back. Bei, who was following Arthur,
Dee and Tristan couldn't help laughing.
After walking a long way in the damp and musty passage, everyone went deep into the ground, and the surrounding space became dry and comfortable. The Grand Duke of Lyon Dickens was waiting in front of a huge door.
The celestial knight looked in good condition. Except for the fact that his right hand was bandaged and temporarily unable to be used, he did not look like he had experienced a life-and-death battle just yesterday.
"Grand Duke of Lyon Dickens, have you received your hand?" Arthur asked.
"It's done. Greenville said it will heal after a month of rest, so don't worry about it." Celestial Knight Leon Dickens laughed and said, "Now, come in."
Just like inviting guests into his home, Lyon Dickens gently pushed open the ancient door with his left hand, and what greeted everyone was the ancient smell of books and wood.
This huge underground building seems to have a very long history. The destruction of the first imperial capital Camelot accelerated its decline. But the library is protected by some kind of magic. Although it is dilapidated, it is not damp or moldy.
.
"There...are there no monsters living here?" Tristan huddled behind Bedivere and asked in a low voice.
"The library is protected by a barrier, so monsters can't get in." Celestial Knight said.
"So... Grand Duke, you turned out to be the manager of the Black History Library of the First Royal Capital?" Arthur asked tentatively.
"Black History Library? No!" Leon Dickens laughed immediately as if he had heard some funny joke. His laughter echoed in the silent and empty library.
"This so-called black history library is just superficial. The really important things are buried deeper here. I don't manage any library, I only manage [that place]. This is my family
Responsibilities and missions passed down from generation to generation."
Arthur seemed to have heard of this rumor. It was precisely because of a certain "mission" that the Lyon Dickens family was able to be so prosperous.
"Really?" Arthur remained calm and just replied lightly. From the serious tone of the other person's words, he could tell that it might be a very important [mission], so he decided not to delve into it further and pretended to be indifferent.
Just say it and forget it.
"Hmm? Don't you want to know what that is?" Grand Duke Lyon Dickens asked when he saw that Arthur did not take the bait.
"Don't tell me. I don't want to know." Arthur said, "I just came here to find a book. Once I find it, I'll leave. As for what else is buried deep in the ground of this place, I'll leave it to those who play around with government affairs every day.
Let the big shots worry. Small citizens like me who have nothing to do with politics don’t want to touch the darkness of this country.”
"Hmph, do you think that is some kind of secret weapon?" Celestial Knight Leon Dickens sneered, "You guessed wrong. That is not some dirty and ugly murder weapon. That was left by the ancients.
Give us humanity the greatest legacy. Borrowing that power can even change the world in an instant------"
"As I said just now, I don't want to know." Seeing that the situation was wrong, Arthur hurriedly interrupted.
"Humph, you will know it when you should know it." Leon Dickens saw that the fish did not bite the hook, and threw out a new fact: "When you finally defeat Palinloer, come back here to find it."
Let me. I will tell you everything then. About the secrets of this place and what your father Uther Pantorakon has been guarding."
"Is it my father again?" Arthur said absentmindedly. He felt that it was really despicable for Leon Dickens to use his own father to appease him. "You make it sound like he used nuclear fusion to blow up the entire imperial capital, no?"
In order to protect the fleeing people, it seems to be to protect the 'thing' buried deep underground here."
Knight of Heaven Leon Dickens sighed and said mysteriously, "Arthur, Arthur, do you really think that Uther blew himself up to cover the fleeing people? If you think so...
.Your idea is too stupid and naive!"
Arthur seemed to have been stabbed hard by a dagger, staring at Lyon Dickens in surprise and disbelief.
(This is not true.)
"My father used the nuclear fusion technique to protect the people who were fleeing from the city at that time. My father used the nuclear fusion technique to protect me, who was running away from the crowd at that time." Arthur insisted.
(No! Don’t speak ill of my father!)
"Uther is not as great as you think. He just fulfilled his mission as a heavenly knight. The only reason why he blew up Camelot was to prevent [the one] underground here from falling into the hands of the enemy."
On your hands." Grand Duke Lyon Dickens sneered,
"He only plans to fight to the last moment before activating the nuclear fusion. The timing of activating the nuclear fusion has nothing to do with the people who are escaping. ------I know what kind of person Uther is, so he doesn't care about escaping.
The life and death of the people!"
"If you didn't have time to escape, I'm afraid you would have just been caught in the explosion of nuclear fusion. At that time, I'm afraid there wouldn't be a son like you who admires his father like a hero.
Please, this is not a novel. Do you think this kind of vulgar plot will appear in reality? "Leon Dickens said coldly, "Although it is cruel, it is the fact. This is the ruins of the imperial capital.
[Black History]."
Arthur stopped talking. He couldn't refute, and he was powerless to refute. Something in his heart was slowly collapsing, and he felt an indescribable sadness.
(The person my father is protecting with his life is not me, but some stupid thing buried deep in the ground here.)
(Did he really love me?)
(Or, just like you abandoned your mother, you actually abandoned me a long time ago?)
(Am I just a burden to him?)
"Arthur, Arthur?" Bedivere shook the stunned Arthur.
"...Uh, uh? What's wrong?" Arthur came back to his senses and asked.
"Found it! There is a very old book hidden in the darkroom. I think that is the second volume of "Secret Records of the Holy Sword War" you are looking for." Bedivere said.
"I got it, come on now." Arthur said, following Bedivere.
Knight of Heaven, Leon Dickens, looked at Arthur's retreating back.
(Yes, abandon your kindness and become ruthless, King. Only in this way, Pantoraken... no, can mankind be saved.)
Leon Dickens looked at the back of the orc boy again.
(You kid is the main culprit who makes the king weak. You will have to be eliminated one day, and it will be the king himself who will eliminate you.)
Only by abandoning the last trace of kindness can the king become a real king. This is what Lyon Dickens believed at the time.