Chapter 569: A promise is a promise, double happiness!

"It's because of this child."

The gentle and cute voice echoed in everyone's mind, and the beast god Cornunnos, who looked like a white plush toy, waved forward.

Upon seeing this, Casey Palug immediately paddled his four short legs, jumped onto Cornunnos's shoulders, and rubbed the other's head affectionately with his equally furry little face.

"Do you know each other?" Lorne was a little surprised.

"It and its mother are both my dependents."

Cornunnos sat down and explained to everyone what had happened.

The white pig Heniwen was originally just an ordinary livestock. According to the fate of most pigs, it should have eaten and slept in the pigsty, slept well and ate, then grew fat, bred, aged, was slaughtered, and finally became a dish of food on the human table.

However, after accidentally discovering the truth that humans were raising them, Heniven gained wisdom out of fear and kept praying to Cernunnos, hoping that the patron saint of animals, nature and fertility could save it and free it from suffering.

Cornunus could not bear it any longer and bestowed his blessing.

Thus, Heniwen the White Pig managed to escape his cage and his fate as a domestic animal, and along the way gave birth to various powerful offspring with the divinity of the beast gods, becoming one of the famous Three Plagues of Wales.

Among them, the three-eyed weird cat Casey Palug is the most perfect one.

It possesses the beast god power called [Principle of Comparison], and feeds on the competition and growth, jealousy and regret between different species. It makes itself stronger through repeated [challenges] and [comparisons] until it grows to a level that no opponent can defeat.

Originally, Caseypalug, which had not had much contact with other species, was still very weak, and even a few Pixies could set traps and capture it easily.

However, while being held captive in the fairy city of Orkney, the Fang Clan massacred all of the Rain Clan in the city.

The killing generated a large amount of competition, anger, regret, unwillingness and other divine powers related to [comparison]. As a result, Casey Palug completed his transformation and successfully broke through the loose seal and escaped shortly after the tragedy.

Therefore, the beast god Cernunnos was attracted to Orkney by this familiar divine fluctuation.

And what follows is the story of what everyone experienced.

After listening to Cornunnos' story, Loen suddenly understood.

I see!

No wonder a mere sow became one of the three plagues of Wales;

No wonder a sow gave birth to a strange cat. This is against common sense in reproduction.

No wonder Kathy Palug was able to easily kill more than 180 knights who came to attack him in the future. Legend has it that he even defeated the Knight of the Round Table Kai and the Knight King Arthur...

After much investigation, it was found that this little white-haired guy was the masterpiece of the beast god Cernunnos.

If I remember correctly, Cernunnos was originally of high status, one of the gods of creation in Celtic legend, and was originally revered by the Celts as the god of kindness. However, due to the decline of the natural gods during the development of civilization and the Christianization of the Celts, he was gradually stigmatized as one of the prototypes of the devil Satan, his status was constantly lowered, and his faith gradually disappeared. Now it seems that he can only sit at the same table with several Tuatha de Danaan gods.

The "evil beast (Cathyparug)" born by "Satan (Cornunnos)" rebelled against the Knights of the Round Table, who symbolized Christ, and killed "King Arthur", who was a symbol of Christianity?

——Perhaps, this is another interpretation of Celtic mythology and civilization changes.

While Lorne was thinking secretly, Morgan beside him murmured:

"Now that the misunderstandings have been cleared up, let's solve another matter first."

What?

Everyone looked up in confusion, following Morgan's line of sight, and suddenly saw layers of black smoke gathering in the dense forest at some point.

One by one, the [Moss], which were formed from the resentment of the dead fairies, rushed forward with their bodies that were both real and unreal.

Everyone looked at each other, understood what he meant, and immediately took out their own methods to purify these filthy things that were about to become a disaster.

The flames of the black dog, the blood mist of the vampire, the breath of the Albion dragon, and the cursed bullets containing runes and ogham symbols plowed across the ground, blasting the dark human figures into pieces;

The raised Vanguard Spear opened the door to the temple, and a huge golden-blue vortex sucked the black death energy and strong resentment into the towering tower, completing the sealing and suppression;

The emerald green divinity of nature ripples and spreads like water waves, and the lifeless earth and withered forests are revitalized...

The three parties worked together for two days and one night and finally eliminated the rampant Moss in Orkney.

A disaster that was brewing was also eliminated invisibly.

At night, everyone stood in the square, lit dry firewood, and burned the mountain of goblin corpses.

As he watched the familiar faces disappear in the flames, Morgan's expression became increasingly gloomy.

"What are your plans next?"

Lorne stepped forward and asked, holding two cups of warm mead in his hands.

Morgan took one of the cups and drank it, then he said thoughtfully:

"I plan to set off back to the Misty Forest tomorrow, taking Bavanshi, Bagster and the others with me."

In the process of clearing and suppressing these Moses, the warning bells in the holy city have increased from five to six.

In other words, the [Great Cataclysm] predicted by fate is already imminent, and for the survival of the Celtic Age of Gods, she must prepare in advance.

It is imperative to return to the Misty Forest, integrate the six fairy clans, and urge them to forge the King's Sword as soon as possible to fight against the [Cataclysm].

"What about you? Are you sure you don't want to go back with me?" Morgan turned around and asked.

"I'm used to being lazy."

Luo En declined at first, then changed the subject.

"However, if you need help, I can recommend two people to you."

"who?"

Morgan, who had seemed a little lost, suddenly became spirited.

Lorne pointed at the beast god Cornunnos, who was being hugged like a stuffed toy by three fairy knights in front of the fire, and Casey Palug, who was chewing on a meat stick bone, and said with a smile:

"A Sky Island throne and a follower of the Beast God. These are ready-made helpers. Even if the six major fairy clans riot collectively, you will be able to suppress them."

"Are they willing to help?"

Although Morgan was tempted, he was a little hesitant.

Luo En nodded and said:

"Don't worry, I have already communicated with them in advance. As long as you promise to punish those Pixies and the Fang Clan thugs, Cornunnos and Caseparug will agree to go back to the Misty Forest with you."

"Of course! Even without their request, I would never let those bastards go!"

Morgan clenched his wand tightly, cold murderous intent gushing from his eyes.

She has always regarded the Rain Clan as her half-mother clan and Orkney as her second home.

Now that her "relatives" have been slaughtered and her "hometown" has been destroyed, how can she not seek revenge?

After so many years, those fairies may have forgotten:

She is the goddess of death who takes lives on the battlefield, not some weak and vulnerable fairy queen in name only!

"Since you have no disagreement on this issue, I feel relieved. Here, this is your covenant of mutual assistance, take a look at it yourself. Cornunus has already signed it, and if you think there is no problem with the content, sign it too." Lorne said, taking out a parchment scroll with wet ink and handing it to Morgan.

Morgan took the scroll and looked at Lorne in surprise:

"When did you do it?"

“Just now.”

Loen shook the wine glass in his hand with a calm expression.

The beast god has a simple and honest personality and is not wary of outsiders.

In addition, Loen was the person who rescued Casey Palug from the Pik Elite Merchant Group, so Cornunnos trusted and was close to him.

Not long ago, he brought a jar of wine and drank a few cups with Cernunnos. The effect of words and the catalysis of alcohol immediately made Cernunnos fall. He agreed to sign an alliance with Morgan and follow him to the Misty Forest to help Morgan integrate the six fairy clans.

After all, in a sense, the destruction of the Rain Clan was partly the responsibility of Casey Palug, but also partly its responsibility.

As a rare Celtic god who is regarded as having "conscience", Cernunnos is naturally willing to take some actions to make up for it.

With the assistance of this beast god, the six major fairy clans could only lie down and be beaten.

At this time, Morgan carefully read the contract in his hand, which was carefully worded and perfectly written, and looked at Lorn with some complex expressions:

"This must have taken a lot of thought on your part, right?"

"Since you call me 'teacher', I should at least take on some of the responsibilities of a teacher and think more about my students."

Luo En replied with a faint smile, and then took out two notebooks from the magic circle diagram.

"It contains some tips on management and trade-offs, as well as some basic magic applications. With your intelligence, you should be able to understand it. If you have any questions in the future, read more and think more about it. Maybe you will figure out the answers."

Taking the notebook and feeling the remaining warmth on it, Morgan did not feel much joy in his heart. Instead, he felt a sense of inexplicable loss.

The witch sighed and looked at the man who was both her teacher and friend:

"You really don't want to go back with me?"

"I have taught everything I should teach, and given everything I should give. How can a student stick to his teacher all the time?" Loen made a helpless expression.

"What about her?" Morgan pointed at Vivian who was drinking mead in the distance, and said in an indignant tone.

"I was just about to say, take her away tomorrow too!"

Loen simply went with the flow and was almost overjoyed.

He was worrying about how to get rid of the trouble of Vivian, but he didn't expect that someone would bring him a pillow when he felt sleepy. Morgan took the initiative to bring up the matter.

What a double happiness!

"Okay, it's a deal! She's been hanging around outside for so long, it's time for her to come back with me and do some serious work!"

Morgan had no doubts and agreed immediately.

In order to maintain the continuation of the Celtic Age of Gods, she was so busy that she almost turned into a spinning top. Her eldest sister Morgause even died once because of this. But Vivian was so lazy all day long, slacking off, not suffering at all, not doing any serious work, and living a more comfortable life than anyone else. What's the reason for this?

With the bad mentality of "If I don't have a good life, you can't have an idle life either", Morgan unceremoniously decided to end Vivian's vacation early and use his sister to help.

And anticipating Vivian's expression when she learned the news tomorrow, her originally depressed mood instantly became much better.

Sure enough, one's own happiness is built on the suffering of others.

After finishing his enlightenment, Morgan looked at his teacher, hesitated for a moment, and asked:

"When will we meet again?"

"It shouldn't take too long."

Lorne answered softly, then pointed to the notebook in Morgan's hand and reminded him,

"Remember to take a good look at it and study hard. Next time we meet, I might want to assess your learning outcomes."

"must!"

Morgan waved his notebook and watched his teacher walk away into the night.

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A few days later, the place where the holy dragon Albion fell.

Lorne stood on the shore, looking down at the sparkling lake in front of him.

Although Albion's remains were destroyed by a blow after the last battle and not even a bone was left, as a super-dimensional dragon, even after its fall, the remaining dragon power in the air still did not completely disappear.

Therefore, the surroundings were quiet and silent like a grave.

That's good, it saves me the effort of hiding my tracks.

Loen said this in his heart, and then recalled the spell taught to him by the Queen of Gods Frigga. He chanted the divine words and synchronized the magic power to a unique frequency.

Sensing the magical factors around him creating ripples like water waves, he no longer hesitated and jumped into the lake.

After a brief obstruction, the entire underwater world underwent earth-shaking changes.

As Loen looked around, he saw dragon bones that looked like giant pillars supporting the sky. In the dim environment, they shone like jade and emitted a soft halo, clearly illuminating the interior, separating the water flow on the outside, and forming a unique passage leading directly underground.

As we went deeper and deeper, the light around us became dimmer. Ancient gold and silver wares, rotten god-made weapons, and human corpses were scattered in the corridor, which seemed to be the remnants of a fierce battle.

It seems that the retreat of the Vanir was not easy.

Loen shook his head and secretly quickened his pace.

After passing through the defensive spells constructed by the nine-layer crystal wall, the vibrant green replaced the sparkling water and became the background color in his eyes.

The sky is azure blue, and several rainbow waterfalls pour down from the inverted floating islands, washing the prismatic roots of the crystal forest. Rattan boats carry luminous mosses and float in amber rivers. When translucent deer step over liquid rainbows, their golden hooves precipitate stardust-like time residues, which are respun into the warp and weft of fate by the ballad threads entangled with stalactites before they fall.

A spiral staircase built with cloud whale bones spreads upward from the entrance. The spiral palace complex at the end grows on top of cloud corals. Bricks made of star sand ooze honey wine dew, and liquid dusk flows in the vine pipes.

Looking at the dreamlike fairyland before him, Loen took a deep breath, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

Finally found it, the real Tomb of Albion!

Just as Luo En's heart was surging, a sudden and teasing voice came from behind:

"So this is what you are looking for? Teacher..."

(End of this chapter)