On the night of the same day, the carriage stopped in the mountains and forests near Carsolli. In order not to expose their whereabouts, Arthur and the others did not even light a campfire. They only put on blankets and rested in the carriage.
Arthur, on the other hand, used the moonlight to tinker with the "gold powder" ten yards away from the carriage all night, hoping to create more explosives that would come in handy in tomorrow's battle.
"Is it really useful to build something like this?" A big white wolf quietly approached from behind and whispered. This was the rare time Bedivere spoke since he came to this world. There were usually too many people and he couldn't find the opportunity to speak.
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"Useful." Arthur responded calmly to Bedivere: "You should have noticed, right? The people in this world are different from the people in our world nine hundred years ago. They are not resistant to fighting."
"It seems so." The big white wolf crouched down next to the blond boy and took a nap: "Is it because the world's, um, photon civilization is too low?"
"I guess it's because of the [Absolute Domain]." Arthur carefully poured the prepared golden powder into the prepared glass bottle and filled it, then went to prepare another bottle: "In our original world, the mages were proficient in
In alchemy, it is just a piece of cake to make explosives of the level of [gold powder]. But no one is interested in doing it, and no one uses it in combat because it has no actual combat effect.
When the same [gold powder] is used in our world, it will probably cause skin trauma or minor injuries to people; but when used in this different world nine hundred years later, the same dose and the same detonation method can cause
Blast people to pieces.
The photon content in the atmosphere of this world is very low, and the [Absolute Realm] on the human body is also very weak. Probably because the [Absolute Realm] becomes weaker, the body becomes less resistant and will be shattered by a slight impact.
"
"To put it simply, the guys in this world are all spineless cowards." Bedivere replied with a yawn.
"This is a bit too much, Bedi." Arthur said with a smile, "Isn't that why you came to me in the middle of the night?"
"Hmm." The big white wolf shook his tail: "Arthur, you have seen [me] in this world, right? The whip you gave Johnny is obviously the tungsten turtle tongue whip I used before."
"Yes." The King of Knights did not deny it.
"So I have lived in this world for more than nine hundred years? As a human being? Can a human live such a long life?"
"It's not a human, it's still an orc." Arthur hummed: "You seem to be excluded from the fate of the world. I don't understand the details."
The big white wolf groaned softly.
"But you boy is quite amazing. The [Shadow Brotherhood] is an organization that secretly controls the entire Meyerson Brotherhood. [The Old Man of the Mountain] has the supreme status in the Brotherhood. The Meyerson Brotherhood has people all over the world.
Power, in other words, you almost control the entire world."
"[The me in this world] and I are not exactly the same individuals. This is just a parallel world." Bedivere replied.
"Perhaps." The King of Knights shrugged: "But for us, this is still a very likely future."
The big white wolf shook his ears to show his disapproval. He never believed in fate, and fate could be changed.
"You guys?" The big white wolf squinted his eyes and looked at the [Shadow Clan] people who were quietly lurking in the woods, serving as Arthur's guards but not intervening in the situation at all: "Old Zuster, it seems they are
Could it be that he is a descendant of [The Old Man of the Mountain]?
"[Your] descendants. Yes." Arthur replied: "They look like completely savages. You raise your descendants to look like that. I don't know what [you] in this world think."
"I won't let my descendants suffer like that. Huh? What is this smell? It smells so good-" The big white wolf was attracted by a certain smell and moved his nose.
"That guy" Arthur saw a young man coming in the woods. He was a boy from the Shadow Clan, and he was the youngest among the group of young people. He was probably only in his teens. Although he was strong, he was very tall.
Short, his wheat-colored skin looked much whiter under the moonlight. The child walked up to Bediwell holding a garland and presented the garland to the big white wolf. The garland seemed to be made of a genus of frangipani that can refresh and lull you to sleep.
Made from a plant, it looks like a mango flower.
"Tolvayug, Ulaluk, Gus, Sotness." The Shadow Clan boy didn't seem to be frightened by Bedivere who spoke. Instead, he said something that neither Bedivere nor Arthur could understand at all.
language.
"Soutness?" Bedivere understood one of the words. In the common language of the orcs, "Soutness" means "savior" and "rescuer".
"It seems that you are regarded as some kind of wolf god. After all, there are not many wolves who can speak." The King of Knights reminded.
"Hmm, thank you anyway." Bedivere nodded to the Shadow Clan boy.
The ShadowClan boy turned around and ran away after saluting, and within a few seconds he hid his figure among the trees in the forest.
"She's quite well-educated. Is it just a language barrier?" Arthur commented.
"If only that was the case." Bedivere squinted his eyes and looked at the group of Shadow Tribe people lurking in the darkness. His intuition told him that these Shadow Tribe people were not easy to mess with. Even for such a young boy, his fighting ability was so great.
It may be very different from what it seems on the surface. He could see how ferocious and powerful these Shadow Tribe people were in their bones. In this world where "all humans are soft", there were actually dangerous creatures like the Shadow Tribe people. They were not Arthur's enemies.
What a blessing——
And why does he look so similar to Solar?
Speaking of which, Husky also looked a lot like Solar when he turned into a human. It seems that Solar used his own blood to provide Husky with human genetic factors. These have puppy ears and tails, but they have
Are the "Shadow Tribe people" with human faces really descendants of Husky?
Bedivere wondered for a while, and saw that Arthur had stopped tinkering with the gold powder and was busy inlaying some kind of crystal stone into a special silver bracelet, so he asked curiously: "What are you doing?"
"Studying the church's secret weapon." Arthur replied.
"Secret weapon?"
"I am very sure that the Pope Knights summoned evil spirits from this strange crystal. In the previous battle, I could clearly see the evil spirits pouring out of their arms, and the source was this crystal. But I confiscated it.
I have several crystals, but I can't summon evil spirits for my own use. It's very strange."
"You have never been able to summon your own Holy Spirit from before, Arthur." Bedivere reminded him.
Although King Arthur is the King of Great Britain and the leader of the Knights of the Round Table, burdened with great power and power, he has never had his own Holy Spirit. The Round Table system can clearly summon the Holy Spirit for everyone who is authorized to be a Knight of the Round Table.
, Arthur is the central figure in this system, but he can never summon his own Holy Spirit. Whether it is the Holy Spirit Griffin or the Holy Spirit Crown, these things are not Arthur's own Holy Spirit. At best, they are just attached to Arthur.
The equipment is used to exert its effect.
Although the King of Knights can summon the Phantom Crimson Dragon, the Phantom is not a product of the Round Table System at all, and there should be no conflict with the existence of the Holy Spirit.
So in the end, no one knew what was going on. Even Prime Minister Merlin, who was very knowledgeable about spiritual bodies, couldn't solve this huge mystery hidden in Arthur.
"Really? This may be the reason." Arthur said lightly: "Then, if this crystal stone is used by others - such as Verne, can he summon evil spirits for combat?"
"Don't give it to him, it's too dangerous." Bedivere shook his head and said, "Those evil spirits used by the church don't seem to be good things. My suggestion is not to borrow the power of those things. If the evil spirits summoned are reversed,
What should we do if they attack us?"
"You may be right." Arthur then hid the silver bracelet inlaid with crystals: "We can win without resorting to this evil way. No, we don't want to defeat the church. As long as we can find Greenville.
Enough is enough. The moment I see her, I will order Merlin to let us evacuate. If we evacuate successfully, everything that happens in this world will have nothing to do with us."
Bedivere wondered. If they evacuated this other world nine hundred years later, it would be equivalent to leaving Verne, Bayoletta, Zuster and his sons, and even the group of Shadow Tribe people in the Holy Land Vatican. Leave these behind.
People staying in the Vatican is equivalent to watching them die. Arthur sacrificed so many people just to achieve his goal, is there really no problem?
"Don't think too much." Arthur: "Don't you think so? This world is just a parallel world for us. Maybe after we leave here, we will never interact with it again. The life and death of people in this world
, it’s not something we can control. Just let everything happen (Kama).”
Well, God knows. The big white wolf lay down and took a nap thoughtfully, and did not talk to the King of Knights anymore.
The next morning.
"How about it?" Arthur urged.
"Well, there seems to be no movement?" Verne was carefully poking out the high-power telescope from the carriage compartment, looking at the Holy Land Vatican from a distance of several kilometers from the mountain. There should be some sights in the Vatican within today.
There is a large-scale war, but judging from the current situation, the Holy Land is very quiet, without any smoke or flames of war.
"No, this is the tranquility before the war." Arthur said: "We came from Carsoli, but we were almost not intercepted by sentries along the way. It can be seen that the church has no spare power to set up more sentries, but instead sent the army to
Concentrated inside the Vatican."
He took the telescope from Verne and tinkered with it, adding a set of high-power lenses refined through alchemy to the original high-power telescope: "Try this. Focus on observing the movements on the coast."
"Oh, I can see farther again!" Verne set up the telescope and exclaimed: "Let me see the coast -"
"Huh?!" he suddenly exclaimed.
Dozens of warships appeared in his field of vision, at the end of the horizon that could be seen through telescopes. More giant sea beasts gradually emerged from the sea, with scarlet eyes full of fierce light, staring covetously at the Holy Land Vatican.
One of the monsters raised its head out of the water, opened its bloody mouth, and sprayed out a huge crimson wave cannon, hitting the Vatican harbor directly!