Chapter 561 I, Merlin, never lie!

The next morning, wisps of green smoke rose from the city.

Duke of Cornwall, Groas, stood on the edge of the deep pit, looking at the ruins of the city lord's mansion in front of him, which looked like it had been hit by a meteorite shower, and he felt like crying but had no tears.

He just expanded his house!

In order to make the house look more magnificent, he even borrowed a loan from the neighboring lord, using Cornwall's tax revenue for the next year as collateral.

How come the loan hasn’t been paid off yet, but when I woke up, my home was gone?

The Duke, filled with grief and anger, clenched his fists, widened his bloodshot eyes, and looked at the legendary wizard who had saved the day last night:

"Master Merlin, what's going on?"

"It seems to be related to these bugs. They suddenly appeared last night, a black mass, and there was a strange smell attached to them."

Loen explained it with certainty and took out several charred and twisted insect corpses as evidence and showed them to everyone.

Well, it’s the smell of death, very strong!

As for where the breath comes from, don't ask.

Even if asked, Loen wasn't going to tell.

At this moment, the Duchess beside her seemed to have seen through the truth of the matter. She took a deep breath and murmured in fear:

"Could it be the Oberon worm?"

"What?"

"This is a legendary demon worm. I seem to have read about it in the secret book of the fairy tribe. They come from underground, born from the filth of death. Once they gather in groups and cause disasters, they can kill people and animals, pollute water sources, and even hollow out cities protected by the gods..."

Hearing his wife's description, the Duke couldn't help swallowing and nodded firmly:

“Absolutely!”

Only this kind of legendary monster could avoid the perception of the gods and appear above the City Lord's Mansion.

Moreover, Cornwall had just experienced the Wild Hunt, in which many people died. The strong smell of death undoubtedly created an environment suitable for the breeding of the [Oberon Worm].

At the same time, the servants who had survived the disaster began to chatter:

"No wonder I vaguely heard strange vibrations when I was sleeping."

"Me too, that sound is scary!"

"Not only did I hear it, I also saw it. A lot! A huge black mass!"

As the Duke and Duchess heard the insiders continue to add details, they became more and more frightened.

Fortunately, the great wizard and the two goddesses were there to kill the demon insects that suddenly appeared and protect them with magic. Otherwise, they would have become a pile of gnat-eaten residue this morning.

As for the losses of the City Lord's Mansion...

These external possessions are naturally not comparable to their lives.

but……

The Duke of Cornwall looked around, a puzzled look on his face:

"Where are Master Morgan and the two fairy knight ladies who accompanied him?"

"Although the bugs that broke into the city lord's mansion have been eliminated, the source has not been found. My second sister suspected that this might be the precursor of another disaster, so she took the two fairy knights with her and went out of the city to investigate."

Lorne answered half-truthfully, and then sighed,

"In order to nip the cause of the disaster in the bud, she left the city overnight."

Everyone was moved when they heard this.

What a kind and benevolent goddess! It is an honor for Cornwall to have such a patron saint of the city.

Vivian, who was standing by, felt the power of faith above the city. Under Loen's operation, the power did not decrease but increased. She could not help but admire this cheap teacher.

Compared to his spells, his deceptions are truly more sophisticated.

It seems that everything is true, but the result leads to something completely different from the truth.

The Cornish people, as the victims, were guided by an old liar and imagined an epic story in which the goddess Morgan fought against the demon worm Oberon and once again saved Cornwall.

Moreover, since all the clues are provided based on the actual facts and all the deductions are done by the parties themselves, they will hardly doubt the authenticity of the matter.

Even if suspicion arises in the future, it cannot be traced back to the master and disciple.

As the parties left one after another, Vivian turned to look at Lorne and asked quietly:

"Teacher, they've all left, shall we run too?"

"Why rush? Let's purify the dead air here first."

Luo En rolled his eyes at Vivian and pushed this cheap apprentice into the ruins of the City Lord's Mansion.

"You have a part in this matter, and you will do the rest."

As he spoke, he drank some mead and sat in the shade of a tree, acting as an overseer.

Last night, after Morgan cast a forbidden spell to kill the insects, he realized that he almost caused a disaster.

Fortunately, he and Vivian acted in time, one guiding everyone into dreams and the other resisting the attack, minimizing the losses and thus avoiding an unnecessary disaster in Cornwall.

Afterwards, without too much time to think about it, Morgan agreed to leave the aftermath work entirely to him and Vivian. He took two fairy knights and left the city overnight in the name of investigating the source of the insect plague.

As for why he didn't stay, he explained it to the believers in person.

First, Morgan is not good at lying;

Second, she couldn't afford to lose this person.

A dignified goddess of death, the protector of Cornwall, was afraid of insects, her hands trembled, and she almost used a forbidden spell to flatten her own holy land. It makes me blush just thinking about it.

Morgan really couldn't bring himself to cover up in public and save face.

So, after throwing the Holy Lance, Morgan left a mess behind and quickly fled the crime scene.

Judging from the time, she should be on her way to the Misty Forest to investigate the "source of the insect plague."

As the sun set, Vivian, who had been busy all day, breathed a sigh of relief as she looked at the City Lord's Mansion, where the deathly aura had been completely driven away and the terrain and buildings had returned to their general outlines.

After Lorne inspected the project, he took Vivian and the Duke and Duchess to say goodbye briefly.

The couple, grateful for the help they had given their master and disciple during the two crises of [Wild Hunt] and [Insect Plague], gave them a carriage and generous travel expenses before reluctantly letting them go.

The carriage traveled over the bumpy road and changed course to the north under the cover of night.

After avoiding Morgan's entanglement, the master and disciple can finally go to the northern part of Britain to find the legendary "Tomb of Albion".

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Ten days later, in the North.

The master and his disciple drove the carriage through the obstruction of fog and came to Orkney, a border city in the forest known as the "Land of End".

It is called a city, but in fact it is more like a large village, full of natural forest-like log style.

The builders and natives here are not humans, but a group of goblins living in the north.

They are called the Rain Clan, and have the talent to manipulate the weather and master some prophetic abilities.

But because they have a gentle personality, like a quiet environment, and do not want to compete with other fairies, they moved away from the Misty Forest in the south and came to the remote north, where they established this border city - Orkney.

Of course, this is just a superficial statement.

In fact, the Rain Clan used their prophetic abilities to sense that an unprecedented catastrophe would break out in the North.

At that time, the disaster bells of the Chalk City will ring six times, and the whole of Britain may face the end of its fate.

Therefore, they separated from the six major fairy clans in the south, formed their own faction, and came to the north to build a city to monitor the development of the [Catastrophe].

However, over the years, the witch Morgan has been suppressing disasters that have broken out in various places, making Britain increasingly stable. The prophecies about fate have never come true, and the fairies living here have almost forgotten their mission.

The above is the secret that Vivian told Lorne.

The reason why she knew all this was because this order came from the lake fairies of Avalon Island.

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously.

Based on what Vivian said, Lorne couldn't help but think of a possibility.

——The Tomb of Albion!

The backup plan left by the Vanir in the cemetery and the invasion plan of the Norse Age of Gods were not perfect. The gods of the Celtic Age of Gods had already sensed it vaguely through the revelation of fate.

However, because the Celtic Age of Gods had experienced many [Great Invasions], and disasters of varying degrees occurred in various places one after another, the Celtic gods were exhausted from dealing with them, and their perception of danger became increasingly dull, so they could not determine where the real danger came from.

After all, we can't be careless...

Luo En secretly reminded himself, and then pretended to be nonchalant and suggested:

"Since you have entrusted me with such an important task, I guess you three sisters must be very familiar with the fairies of the Rain Clan. Now that we are here, why don't we pay them a visit? There are a lot of local specialties from Cornwall in the car."

"That's fine. I haven't seen them for a long time."

Vivian readily agreed, and then took Lorne and drove the carriage to a wooden cottage by the lake.

Lush plants cover the outer fences and walls, forming a green waterfall. Intertwined vines outline question mark-like shapes, full of mystery and the unknown.

As soon as the carriage entered the gate, Lorne and Vivian were stunned when they got off:

"Aren't you guys going back to the Misty Forest?"

"Aren't you going to Londinium and Camelot?"

The same question came from the opposite side, and Morgan in the yard also looked stunned.

After a moment, the three of them looked away in embarrassment.

After all this time, no one told the truth when they parted.

And what a coincidence, their destination was the same, and they met in Orkney.

Luo En coughed dryly and broke the silence first:

"What are you doing?"

"Come to the North to find the third Fairy Knight who is predicted to be born."

At this point, Morgan, who was not good at lying, had no choice but to confess.

The six major fairy clans in the Southern Misty Forest are stubborn and difficult to tame by nature, and follow the more ancient law of the jungle. They are only willing to obey the rule of the strong and have very strong xenophobic tendencies.

The Rain Clan, the Mirror Clan, and the docile Wing Clan, who originally possessed the ability to predict the future, were relatively close to the Island of Avalon and were willing to obey the command of the three goddesses.

However, due to the prophecy of the [Great Cataclysm], the Rain Clan was secretly sent to the North to build a city, and the original balance of the Misty Forest was broken.

Coupled with Vivian's long-term passive resistance, the fairies split into the [Clan of the King] and elected a new ruler - Queen Mab (the fairy queen mentioned in Shakespeare's play "Romeo and Juliet"), who gradually began to disobey the orders of the [Lake Fairies].

If the new Queen Mab was more sensible and willing to be obedient with her subordinates, Morgan would not necessarily have to step forward and compete for power with a little fairy queen.

She could have just hidden behind the scenes and carried out her plan with peace of mind.

However, given the goblins' evil nature of fearing power but not virtue.

Morgan felt that before taking action or threatening, he must seize absolute initiative.

Therefore, in order to integrate the six fairy clans and make them obedient, Morgan had to take up the mess left by Vivian, take office, and according to the prophecy he had received previously, secretly look for three fairy knights to help him seize power.

Among them, Bagster, the first fairy knight born from the black dog, belongs to the [Fang Clan], and Bavanshi, the second fairy knight born from the vampire banshee, belongs to the [Wind Clan]. If Morgan supports these two confidants to take the position, it will be equivalent to indirectly controlling the two major fairy clans of [Wind] and [Fang].

Together with the Mirror Clan and the Wing Clan, who were originally close to Avalon Island, Morgan now had absolute control over the fairy clans.

It doesn’t matter whether the newly appointed Fairy Queen Mab and her clan of kings are willing to obey or not, and it will not easily affect the overall situation.

Loen, who was listening, agreed with Morgan's plan.

Because, according to the descriptions of various legends in later generations, the fairies in Celtic culture are not only complex in types, but also very "pure" creatures.

They don't care about good or evil, right or wrong. They will help mortals on a whim, and they will also do evil because of their momentary hobbies.

For example, the famous flower fairy can choose to bless mortals, or lure children to lose themselves...

The Kelpies living in the lake can choose to protect and purify the waters, or they can transform themselves into black horses, white horses, or handsome men to attract travelers to ride on them, then quickly jump into the lake and drown the travelers to protect the place...

The black dog that brings death can purge evil undead spirits, or it can stab the living with its sharp claws...

In short, all the actions of the fairies are carried out directly under the impetus of emotions. They lack thinking and rationality. They are difficult to be regulated by order and cannot be reasoned with. Only force can make them surrender.

If Morgan tried to reason with the fairies and persuade them to cooperate with him out of kindness, the fairies would probably see him as weak and he would be stabbed in the back.

Only when you have absolute say will those legendary little things lie down and let yourself be stroked, showing their gentle and kind side.

Not to mention the distant past, the nightmare demon Vivian and the other two fairy knights who are now obediently entering the house to serve tea and water are an example.

Lorne took a sip of the tea handed to him by the "good student" Vivian and asked:

"So, the third fairy knight you're looking for is in the Rain Clan?"

"To be exact, it should be in the tomb of a spirit named Albion in the Rain Clan's residence."

Morgan also took the tea handed to him by the two "kind" fairy knights behind him and answered in a deep voice.

Hearing that familiar name, Luo En's heart sank.

Crashed again?

This is trouble...

(End of this chapter)