An hour later, Arthur returned to his farmhouse outside London.
"Oh, it's quite dirty." Pasiva looked around. Arthur and the others had only left for a few days, and the place was already full of dust. "Cousin Arthur, what are we doing in a place like this?"
"Get a change of clothes, and -------" Arthur searched in the cabinet in the bedroom. He found a stack of manuscripts, which were the deciphered documents of the "Secret Records of the Holy Sword War". (His main purpose was to
Retrieve this manuscript)
"Holy Sword... Secret Record of War?" Pasiva accidentally saw the stack of documents in Arthur's hand and asked curiously.
"Hah..." Arthur sneezed as he still had a cold, "Well, we are looking for a way to crack the secret of the King's Sword."
Those two ancient books are still being deciphered by Greenville, and there has been no news. Arthur knew that the deciphering work must not be going smoothly, and Greenville did not dare to mention it to Arthur.
Merlin also said that 10% of the mysterious information cannot be deciphered from the Sword of the King. This is really an ancient sword full of mysteries.
"Everything is packed." Ivan packed up some of Arthur and others' clothes and walked out of the living room.
"Thank God, I finally have underwear to change." Arthur said casually.
"Cousin Arthur...are you still wearing ------"
Arthur gave Percival a subtle expression: "Don't ask about this kind of thing."
Ten minutes later, they returned to Elsenburg's villa.
"Look, you didn't go very far, did you?" Arthur jumped off the dragon ride and looked at Palinlor who was restless.
"Well... whatever you want." Palinloer frowned and put down his crossed arms, "There are guests coming to see you."
guest?
Returning to the living room of the other courtyard, Arthur had just opened the door when the smell of alcohol hit his face.
An old man was drinking whiskey alone by the fire. That was Sir Actor, Arthur's adoptive father.
"Uncle." Arthur walked up and said, "What kind of wind brought you here? Did you--"
"I just finished teaching the boys of the Western Heaven Knights how to learn [Holy], and now I'm turning to the Eastern Heaven Knights to start classes." The old man stirred the ice in the wine glass. The firelight in the stove reflected in the old man's wine glass, making it sparkle.
of gold.
"Really?" Arthur also sat down by the fire. He hadn't sat next to his adoptive father and chatted with him like this for many years.
"Thank you for my mother's business." Arthur whispered, leaning as close to the stove as possible to get more heat. "I didn't expect you to suddenly appear in that place, specifically to vindicate my mother."
"
Although what Acto told were all lies, he saved a lot of face for Arthur's mother Igraine. At least, the Parliament could no longer hold on to the fact that Igraine was a succubus to continue to smear the story.
She and Arthur.
"Rehabilitate your mother? No." Acto muttered half drunkenly, "I owe Orlando 600,000 gold coins, Arthur. I just hope you can use this money to help
I paid it back. After that we got married.
Of course, some extra compensation is necessary. ------800,000, it shouldn't be expensive as a hush fee, right?"
"Okay." Arthur looked at this old drunkard with disappointment. It turned out that he was here for money.
"One more thing--" the old man said, "that boy Lancelot should be here soon."
"Lance------" Before Arthur could finish speaking, the door to the living room was knocked open, "Lot?"
Wearing black clothes, it could not hide his blond hair as golden as gold. The handsome Lancelot, Arthur's old friend, hurried in: "Arthur!"
"Lancelot, why are you in a place like this------Your Excellency Justinian?"
Arthur still remembered that Lancelot should be acting as a close guard for the Roman envoy Justinian as [Knight X].
"Your Excellency, accompanied by General Besarius, returned to Rome. The Roman battle line has been formed, and they have begun to fight some small balance-of-power battles with the Huns. This is not the time to talk about this-----
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Lancelot glanced at Sir Acto next to him.
"Arthur, you have a good relationship with Miss Greenville, right?---Please, you have to help me. As long as Miss Greenville can save my sister."
"Your sister?" Arthur remembered what Lancelot said before. Isn't his sister in Rome now, under the threat of the terminal stage of petrification, with less than a year left to live?
"That's right. I got a call from the hospital in Rome two days ago, saying that Charlotte's condition has deteriorated. She has less than a week left to live!" Lancelot's face turned red with anxiety, "My uncle came to tell me yesterday.
, Miss Greenville has a way to save Charlotte? Is it true? Arthur, please accompany me to find Miss Greenville immediately! Please!"
"Okay, okay." Arthur comforted Lancelot, "Calm down first, okay? ------Uncle, is your language really reliable?"
"Not necessarily?" Acto turned around and said ambiguously, "What my [stargazing eyes] can see is only the [mainstream of history], the [most likely] events in history. But, this
The world is originally made of chaos, and sometimes some unpredictable changes will occur, changing the original history."
Arthur didn't answer. He didn't have time to digest these difficult to understand things, so he had to leave the old man aside: "Okay, Lancelot. Let's talk as we walk."
He has to go to the Knights of the North to find Greenville. He made the girl angry before and she refused to answer the phone no matter how hard he called. This time he went to Edinburgh Castle and there was a possibility of being rejected.
However, for Lancelot, Arthur had no choice but to go there.
"Are you going out again?" Palinloer was guarding the machinery warehouse, as if to prevent Arthur from running out on a dragon ride when he wasn't paying attention.
"I'm just going to the Knights of the North. I'll be back soon." Arthur jumped on the back of the dragon knight and motioned for Lancelot to sit on it too.
"The journey is quite long." Of course, Palinlor would not simply let Arthur go. "At least bring a small team as a guard."
Palin Lore treated Arthur like a protected animal, which made Arthur very annoyed. He said angrily: "At most, bring one accompanying cavalry. --- Just don't follow me, okay?!"
"...There's really nothing we can do against you. I'll call Pasiva over." Palinloer picked up the phone.
He was not completely stupid. If he had turned around and called someone instead of making a phone call, Arthur would have flown out in the dragonrider.
An hour later, the dragon cavalry and iron cavalry landed in the machinery warehouse of the Northern Knights. Since Palinloer had already notified them in advance, Cameron, the chief of staff of the Northern Knights, came to meet them.
"Sneeze!" Arthur sneezed as soon as he jumped off the dragon ride.
"Please take care of yourself, Sir Arthur." Cameron said.
"I...uh,...my friend Lancelot needs to talk to Miss Greenville about something urgent. Can you introduce me to him?" Arthur hesitated.
"Greenville is in the infirmary. You can go find her yourself." A funny smile appeared on Cameron's face for a moment, "It doesn't matter, the leader is out for a meeting today."
Arthur did not understand the hidden meaning of Cameron's words. With a confused look on his face, he motioned for Lancelot and others to follow him.