At the same time, in a deep alley in the city of Edinburgh.
"May the sweet death appease everything. May death come to everyone equally." The voice murmured, as if reciting some secret code.
A ray of light slowly came out from the stone cracks in the alley, a light that was so weak that it was almost impossible to see.
"Are you here? You're not being followed, are you?" A voice floated out from the cracks in the rocks, echoing in the darkness.
"No." Westad tidied up his armor and flicked the dust off: "Although there was a little disturbance on the road, everything is normal."
"Okay. Come on ---" another voice replied. In the darkness of the alley, a secret door gradually opened. Knight of the Round Table Westad carefully got into the secret door, and together with the person who responded,
Disappeared into the night.
Light and darkness were originally a pair of existences.
They are both opposite and interdependent. When the light shines brighter, the darkness underneath becomes more gloomy. And this gloominess also exists in the Knights of the Round Table organization.
---A shocking conspiracy is quietly brewing underground in the Kingdom of Great Britain.
At the same time, London, King Arthur's palace.
"Hahahaha! Come again!" The laughter of a group of children came, and the King of Knights heard it from a distance.
Arthur walked up the steps quickly and looked at Greenville, who was playing with the children in the palace, and the children in the palace.
I say [they] because there are three children there.
One is Lianyin’s son, Dogman Husky:
The other is Little Hal, the leopard man, the son of Vivian and Palamedes;
There is also a little girl who is Laura, Kai and Fleur's daughter.
"Why did it suddenly become lively?" King Arthur walked into the hall.
"Hello, Uncle Arthur!" Little Laura and Little Hal both shouted in unison.
"Uncle!" Little Husky said half a beat slower, which sounded very funny.
"Arthur, are you back?" Greenwell smiled. Next to her were Fleur and Vivian, who were guests. The other two children were brought here by these two ladies.
Fleur was still wearing the same armor she usually wore, although she also wore an extra red cloak. Under the thin cloak, her graceful figure was vaguely visible.
Vivian wore all black, and the lady's dress tightened the lines of her body, making the woman look mysterious and noble. The lifespan of a succubus is longer than that of the giants, and Vivian has completely lost her temper over the years.
After getting a little older, I even look younger.
King Arthur immediately understood that this was some kind of tea party for the ladies. Bringing the children over to play together and keeping them busy, the ladies could take some time to rest and drink tea and reminisce about old times. It really killed two birds with one stone.
"Well, I'm back." Arthur nodded towards the ladies and looked at the children at the same time: "It's great. Children of the same age are all together and have playmates."
Vivian smiled calmly: "Little Hal just arrived. This naughty little naughty boy refused to stay alone in the Turks. Taking advantage of the [Round Table Trial], he just followed his brothers and took a boat to Tabulite."
"Oh, really. Have Sifer and Seglade arrived safely?" Arthur asked casually.
"It's safe. I'm resting at home now." Vivian took a sip of black tea, "They seem to have encountered some interesting things along the way. Let them report to you personally later. --- The world may not be peaceful again.
"
Arthur murmured in his mind. He has also encountered a lot of "interesting" things recently.
No. This world is not peaceful to begin with. It’s just that there are a little more things ready to move in the darkness recently.
He sat down on the chair, keeping a certain distance from the ladies. As he sat down, the servants came forward and brought the king a cup of hot tea.
"Arthur, I heard that you met a strange crab man today. Is everything okay?" Greenville asked casually.
"Fortunately. That guy claims to be from the Eastern Dark Continent, and his crab shell... is actually armor used to isolate dark particles."
"Do Orientals have this kind of technology?" Vivian took another sip of tea and asked with concern: "And the biggest question is, how did he cross the wall of the world and come to Europe?"
Even though the World Wall turned into a huge transparent wall seven years ago, it still exists, it does exist. There should be no creature on the Dark Continent that can break through the World Wall and run over. At least not yet.
"You don't want to know how he got here." Arthur pretended to smile mysteriously and took another sip of tea: "He didn't take the land route or the sea route, he took the [Molten Rock Road]."
Giantess Frey was already suspicious at the beginning of the conversation. When King Arthur said this, she was even more sure that her idea was correct. She exclaimed: "That crab man can really move in molten rock?!"
"
"That's right. And he moves in the molten rock layer with high temperature and pressure underground." The King of Knights looked at the surprised expressions of the ladies expectantly: "He swam along a certain volcanic vein underground, and finally emerged from the volcano in Iceland.
.What an amazing move!"
The ladies exclaimed in low voices again.
"So, my estimate is not wrong. The wall of the world did not completely seal the earth. It loses its effectiveness at a certain depth underground." Vivian thought: "This is a bit bad. If dark creatures know this secret
,they---"
"They can't do anything." The King of Knights interrupted his sister: "Under the high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees underground, dark creatures cannot survive at all. Dark particles only need a few thousand degrees to decompose, remember
?"
Vivian thought about it for a moment, and it seemed to be right. She frowned and stopped thinking about it.
"But he is such a smart man." Greenville couldn't help but speak, "He actually used the passage of molten rock to come to Europe. That man must be a great scientist, right?"
"To be precise, it's a geologist." Arthur whispered: "If I have time, I will try to get more information from him. Before that... Vivian, I can trouble you to go there
Can you help Merlin?"
"Assist?" The lady smiled doubtfully: "What can I help you with?"
"I want to copy that guy's armor."
Although he knew that he would be opposed by everyone if he spoke out, the King of Knights still plucked up the courage to speak out: "I also want a set of [dissolvable armor].---In order to explore deeply into the Eastern Dark Continent."
Everyone present was frightened by the bold idea of the King of Knights.
"Huh?" Little Husky looked at the adults' surprised behavior stupidly, turned his head disapprovingly, and continued to play with his building blocks.
At the same time, outside Edinburgh.
The werewolf carried his friend all the way here.
In front of him was a simple, two-story private house made of white marble. This was a small B&B-style hotel (Bed and Breakfast) often seen in rural areas of Great Britain.
breakfast the next day).
Looking at the dilapidated courtyard of the stone house and the peeling exterior walls that had been in disrepair for a long time, Bediwell was confused again. Sure enough, Captain Senezel's old friend was not a good thing. The quality of this hotel was not as good as the old captain's shabby ship.
Cargo ships are quite similar.
Can people really live in this dirty and messy environment?
Al's health was not very good and he should have found a cleaner place to rest.
There was no other way. They had already arrived in front of the hotel door. Being unable to get off, Bediwell had no choice but to step forward and gently knock on the hotel door knocker a few times.
Knock, knock. The heavy metal door knocker collided with the door panel, making a deep and deep sound.
Then came the sound of human footsteps. The sound mixed with the creaking of the hotel floor, getting closer and closer.
Why is the atmosphere so scary? Could it be a ghost coming to open the door? The werewolf took a breath and shrank in the cold night wind.
Squeak------The door opened with a long squeak.
An old man, carrying a candlestick, appeared in front of Bedivere, making the werewolf's hair stand on end with fright.
The skin as rough as dead wood, full of cracks, and the hooked nose that seemed full of unfriendliness were enough to scare away many people in the world. The old man's deep-set gray eyes, on top of a pair of thick eye bags,
The faint light reflected under the candlelight made it look even more terrifying.
If it weren't for the fact that the old man's appearance was somewhat similar to Captain Senezel, the werewolf would have thought he saw a ghost and ran away immediately.
And...what's going on with this old man?! What era is it in and he still comes out with a candlestick? Doesn't he know how to hold a lantern or use a flashlight?
"Oh, are you here?" Bedivere was surprised, but the other party was not particularly surprised to see the werewolf. Captain Senezel seemed to have informed the old man.
"You are Bedivere and...Albert, right?" The old man illuminated the werewolf's face with a candlestick, and then illuminated the sleeping tiger.
When he saw the tiger's appearance as a sick cat with bumps and rashes all over its body, he immediately became unhappy: "What's going on with this tiger? Is it infected with some strange disease? It's not contagious, right?"
"No, no!" The werewolf quickly explained, fearing that he would be driven away, "Al is just poisoned, and the hair loss is a reaction to the poisoning. Give him some time and he will recover."
Now that he thought about it carefully, the werewolf suddenly realized: No wonder every hotel frowned when they saw them, fearing to avoid them--it turned out to be because Albert, the sick cat, was in the way!
Indeed, who would want to take in a sick cat? If it was some kind of plague, or a highly contagious skin disease, the hotel would be in big trouble!
In the eyes of humans, what is more annoying than an orc? The answer is, an orc infected with an unknown disease!
After listening to Bedivere's explanation, the old man was still doubtful. But after all, Bedivere and the others were introduced by the old man's friends, and the old man was too embarrassed to refuse directly. He hesitated for a moment before fully opening the door: "It's cold outside, so come in first."
Bar."
"Thank you. Thank you so much." The werewolf said gratefully, and quickly got into the house through the door.
He just hoped that the old man wouldn't change his mind midway and kick him and Al out.