Chapter 352 Blessing of Avalon, King of the Wild Hunt: Are you a gigolo even better than me? (7K)

Theresa pushed the door open and walked out of the bedroom.

Yeats clearly saw that there were traces of tears on her face.

Noticing everyone's concerned looks, Theresa smiled with a hint of deep sorrow and said softly:

"Your Excellency the Duke, please rest in the Lion Palace for one night. Tomorrow morning, I will meet my father with you again."

King Lionheart mentioned that he would personally lead Yeats and Theresa to the most mysterious holy place in the entire Golden Lion Kingdom, [Avalon].

Yeats was worried that King Lionheart could no longer sustain the long journey given his current physical condition.

Or perhaps, the method to reach [Avalon] will be related to the means of teleportation.

Ye Zhi nodded slightly and said, "Your Highness, please go to bed early."

Theresa's eyes were slightly red. She wore a pearl crown and a snow-white dress, but still had an elegant smile on her face. She nodded and said, "Your Excellency the Duke, too. By the way, my father likes the poems you wrote very much."

"He also said..."

Theresa's voice trembled a little. She remembered that King Lionheart had asked to carve the last two lines of the poem on his tombstone. She stopped writing and shook her head gently.

"Excuse me, I need to be alone for a while, Knight Colin, Your Excellency the Duke, please go back first."

Yeats expressed his understanding and, under the guidance of the maid, came to the room in the Lion Palace.

The interior decoration is luxurious and filled with musky scent.

Outside the window, the sun is setting.

At dusk, the golden afterglow falls.

Yeats was in a heavy mood. He shook his head and began to meditate with his eyes closed.

No matter what, the end of one era means the beginning of another.

All I can do is to constantly improve myself, and in the coming era of the Holy Domain, I will make a breakthrough towards the realm above the Master...

When the meditation ended, it was already dawn.

Ye Zhi opened his deep eyes, exhaled slowly, stood up, washed, and prepared to go to meet King Lionheart.

When they entered the bedroom, the blonde princess in a white dress standing next to the Lionheart King folded her hands in front of her and greeted:

"Hello, Your Excellency the Duke."

"Your Highness, your Highness."

"You are here, Yeats."

The old white-haired man was wearing a slightly loose golden royal robe, with a piece of dry arm exposed from the sleeves.

King Lionheart stood in front of the floor-length mirror, asking his maid to adjust his collar. He caught a glimpse of Yeats pushing the door open in the mirror and called out softly.

Ye Zhi's eyes were filled with surprise.

The Lionheart King, who was barely breathing on the hospital bed last night, is standing in front of the mirror today, healthy and even energetic!

Turning around and noticing Theresa's sad expression, Yeats suddenly realized that perhaps the Lionheart King had used some irreversible secret method, which led to his last burst of vitality.

But... this may be the last light released by the candle.

Ye Zhi sighed inwardly and bowed his head to greet: "Your Majesty."

The tall and handsome young knight was reflected in the eyes of the Lionheart King. A look of satisfaction and favor flashed across his face. He then calmly ordered: "Theresa, bring me my sword."

"Yes, Father."

Theresa took down the scabbard hanging on the wall with both hands.

The golden scabbard inlaid with gems exudes a unique royal aura.

Theresa's eyes moved slightly, and it was obvious that she knew the meaning of the sword. She solemnly handed the sword to the Lionheart King.

The Sword in the Stone, one of the three greatest treasures of the Golden Lion Kingdom, is a symbol of the king.

At the moment he put the hilt of the sword on his waist, the old man, who was already old and in his twilight years, seemed to show his former kingly demeanor once again.

But it was only for a moment, and the fire in the Lionheart's eyes soon dimmed, turning into an old man's nostalgia for the glorious years.

His dry palm gently stroked the hilt of the sword, with reluctance, attachment and emotion, and a gleam in his eyes.

In the end, King Lionheart returned the sword to Theresa.

"You take it."

Lionheart was brief and to the point.

"Yeats, Theresa, follow me!"

In the Lion Palace, there is a magnificent stone pavilion with an octagonal dome, surrounded by cypress trees. As the sun sets quietly, the purple night sky rises with stars, which illuminate the pavilion. This white stone building actually emits a soft halo, as if it is made of white jade.

Royal Observatory.

It is an important place where court scholars and astrologers of the Golden Lion Kingdom have studied magic and astrology.

The Observatory is surrounded by a protective barrier, and the pavilion houses precious books from past dynasties.

Ye Zhi has the magical weapon [Tower of Darkness] and can sense that the Royal Observatory in front of him has similarities with the Tower of Darkness, and that they are both [Mage Towers] in essence.

Since it is a wizard's tower, there must be an extraordinary person presiding over the wizard's tower.

Ye Zhi thought that he had underestimated the Golden Lion Kingdom's heritage over the past few hundred years. It seemed that in addition to the Fiery Sun Fighting Lion, this observatory and the astrologer in the pavilion could also be regarded as a six-ring combat force! "I didn't mention it to you before because the necessary time hadn't come yet, but now, Theresa, you need to know the secret of this observatory..."

The Lionheart King looked at the pavilion shrouded in starlight and spoke slowly:

"Harper has served two generations of Golden Lion kings. He usually lives in this observatory. He is a master who is good at protective magic and has extensive knowledge."

"From now on, if the Golden Lion Kingdom needs help, you can also seek help from Harper..."

The Lionheart King paused for a moment and said, "But it's better not to do that, because Harper is not loyal to an individual, but to the royal family... Do you understand?"

Theresa's eyes, as blue as the sea, shone with determination. She nodded and said, "I understand, Father."

This six-ring wizard in the Observatory nominally works for the Golden Lion Kingdom, but in fact it makes no difference to him who becomes the king.

If she seeks Harper's help, she may be controlled by him. From Theresa's point of view, she can only use him as a trump card and cannot rely on Harper.

As for the one who is truly worthy of reliance... Theresa subconsciously glanced at the silver-haired knight beside her and thought to herself:

"The Duke of Honeysuckle... a noble and dazzling Knight of the Sun like Gawain... worthy of your trust!"

Ye Zhi's eyes moved slightly.

The team that King Lionheart left for Theresa was very powerful.

The Fiery Sun Fighting Lion, the guardian beast of the nation, should have recognized Theresa a long time ago.

Colin and I both have six-ring combat power, and the court wizard Harper and Admiral Nelson are both six-ring masters. Although they are old, they are still capable of fighting.

What Theresa needs to do is to inherit the political legacy left by King Lionheart, balance the conflicts between different beliefs, nobles and civilians in the country, and grow into an independent queen as soon as possible.

In the original plot, what Theresa did was to promote mercantilism, ceding part of the interests that originally belonged to the nobles to the businessmen, thereby driving the economic development of the entire Golden Lion Kingdom.

As long as the economy is booming, most contradictions can be covered up.

And it is precisely because of mercantilism that new sea routes were opened up, the navy was developed, and trade was promoted... the Age of Exploration was bound to come.

"The age of knights will eventually end, and the age of great ships and cannons will begin."

Ye Zhi thought to himself, "I have to find a way to get a sailing battleship equipped with naval guns and rune arrays, just like the Wavebreaker of the Sea God Temple... As long as there are enough magic crystals, the sailing battleship will be able to catch up with the Six-Ring Master!"

"In fact, you can consider the Death God's [Nail Ship]."

Daisy's illusion reappeared, with her hand on her chin, and she introduced with a smile: "Najilfar, a large ship sailing in the underworld, made entirely of nails. It is a major artifact that can rival the Ark, and its power is more powerful than any vehicle in the world!"

"Then where can we find it?" asked Zuanya.

"Hey! As long as you go to the underworld and hold the thigh of the goddess of death, there is a great possibility..."

Before Daisy could finish her words, Yeats cast an illusion on herself, directly blocking Daisy's interference.

After the Plymouth night ended, Yeats went to the shadow world to practice for more than three months, and Daisy's illusion followed him all the time.

Yeats also asked when her illusion would dissipate.

She said, since you have been promoted to the sixth ring, you can leave after the promotion ceremony of the sixth ring trickster is over!

The promotion ceremony of the Six-ring Trickster involves becoming the Chosen of the Moonlight again after being the Chosen of the Dark Night.

This actually coincides with Yeats's plan.

But God knows what tricks Daisy will come up with next, so we can only deal with them as they come.

It is worth mentioning that the blessing obtained by the five-ring trickster is called [Domination], which is an upgraded version of "Suggestion".

The domination technique can control the body and mind of the dominated target and is a powerful illusion.

However, the positioning of illusions has always been awkward. When fighting against an enemy stronger than oneself, illusions can be easily broken by strong willpower. When fighting against an enemy weaker than oneself, illusions are of no use at all.

Fortunately, the power of the trickster lies not only in his illusions, but also in his proficiency in sneaking into houses, picking locks, and launching sneak attacks. He is a combination of an illusionist and an assassin.

Ye Zhi remembered that in the original work, once one was promoted to a six-ring trickster, there was hope of obtaining a powerful blessing from the Shadow Prince called the [Hand of Spell Thief].

The Hand of Spell Thief can steal spells cast by others. If one masters the spell, one can also steal the other party's experience and knowledge of the spell.

After stealing the opponent's spell, he turned around and asked Snow Owl to use [Magical Blessing·Spell Seal] to seal the opponent's spellcasting ability. Ye Zhi couldn't imagine how inhumane it would be to face a wizard.

However, it was Daisy who was in charge of the art of the sorcerer, after all, and Yeats was not sure whether he could still obtain the [Blessing of the Thief of Magic].

"Anyway, I should find an opportunity to go to the Moonlight Sect and complete the promotion ceremony to the Six-Ring Trickster..." Ye Zhi thought to himself.

soon.

Yeats followed the Lionheart King and met Harper, the Six-Ring Master who was guarding the Royal Observatory.

Harper was an old wizard over 70 years old, with a thin and upright figure, like an old tree that had experienced the frost and weather. His long silver hair was like a waterfall, his white beard was neatly trimmed, he was wearing a dark blue robe, holding an oak staff, and wearing a pointed hat. He nodded to the Lionheart King solemnly and silently.

Harper exudes a carefree temperament that is detached from the world, yet carries with him the authority of a great wizard. Yeats could not help but take a second look at this monk-like figure.

"Sir Harper." The Lionheart said, "I am here to lead them to Avalon."

There was a touch of emotion on Harper's ancient tree-like face, and he let out a barely perceptible sigh. His eyes fell on Theresa, and without saying much, he just leaned on his staff and turned around and said:

"Come with me."

Candles flickered in the observatory, and the dome was a huge octagonal glazed window. Starlight poured in through the dome, like a magnificent star map.

The room was filled with copper astrological instruments and ancient parchment scrolls. Yeats glanced at the desk, where tools such as a triangle ruler and a compass were placed on the drawing, and complex numbers were written on the paper.

The scientific principles of this world are different from those of the previous life, but there are still wizards who are dedicated to studying the true meaning of science.

Yeats stopped for a moment, then quickly caught up with the Lionheart, going up the spiral stone steps with him to a study on the top floor.

The study was quiet, with old bookshelves on the walls, displaying yellowed manuscripts and thick books. Harper casually pulled out a book, and the bookshelves opened to both sides, revealing an ancient secret room in front of everyone.

Ye Zhi was surprised, and then thought to himself, it seems that I guessed right, the way to go to Avalon is to use the teleportation array!

There are three stone doors in front of the secret room.

There is a groove in the center of the stone door where the runes are drawn.

King Lionheart placed the Great Seal and the Black Prince's Ruby into the grooves one by one, then came to the last stone door, took the Sword in the Stone from Theresa, and inserted the Sword in the Stone together with the scabbard into the groove.

With a dull sound, the last stone door opened, revealing an empty room with starlight falling from the dome. Rune patterns were painted on the ground, emitting the arcane glow of a teleportation array.

Teleportation magic is a field that only six-ring masters are qualified to access. The top-level teleportation array can even span thousands of kilometers, but it requires huge amounts of materials and energy.

The magic circle in front of him was obviously driven by starlight, and the six-ring master Harper was the maintainer of the teleportation magic circle.

"Don't be afraid."

King Lionheart held Yeats and Theresa's hands in his left and right hands respectively.

Immediately, the old man nodded slightly towards Harper and said:

"Let's get started."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Harper held the staff in his hand, closed his eyes and chanted a spell.

The patterns on the magic circle suddenly became dazzling, and the magic power that filled the creative field became surging.

Ye Zhi had once crossed the door of the plane, and at this moment, the feeling was very similar to that time.

A tide of white light enveloped my entire body, and when I came to my senses, an apple grove filled with the sound of birdsong and the fragrance of flowers appeared before my eyes.

At the end of the apple orchard, there is a lake as clear as a mirror, shimmering in the sunlight.

Yeats took a deep breath.

In the realm of creation, the magic power becomes thin, and even the magic net cannot cover it. There is only a domain-like force covering the surroundings.

"Avalon, in its essence, is a concrete realm."

The Lionheart King placed his hands on the hilt of his sword, his golden robe fluttering in the breeze. He gazed at the lake in the distance and said slowly:

"In this realm, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be restored to its original state."

Hearing this, Theresa's eyes lit up with hope: "Then father, you..."

The Lionheart shook his head slightly and said, "This ability, after all, has a limit. I no longer need the water of Lake Avalon."

"And the reason why I brought you here is because Avalon's blessing will be of great help to your future improvement..."

"Come on." The Lionheart looked at Theresa with a smile, then glanced at Yeats, "Come with me to see the Lady of the Lake."

The Lady of the Lake is a fairy with magical powers and the noblest among the fairies.

According to the legend of the Middle Garden Continent, the Fairy of the Lake once gave the Sword of the Lake to King Lorraine, along with a magical scabbard. According to legend, the scabbard is ten times more valuable than the Sword of the Lake, and the owner of the scabbard can escape unscathed even if he is seriously injured.

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

The lake fairy located in the center of Lake Avalon has gone through thousands of years, and her strength is likely to be above the sixth ring!

With a hint of curiosity, Yeats, Theresa and King Lionheart came to the front of the lake.

"The Lady of the Lake of Avalon, Vivian, conceived in the water..."

King Lionheart drew out the broken sword "The Sword in the Stone" which symbolized the throne of the Golden Lion, stood in front of the lake, offered a prayer, and whispered: "I will lead my descendants and the knights who protect her to visit this place."

"I hope you can bless them and protect the Golden Lion Kingdom, so that its glory will last forever..."

The lake surface is like a mirror, quiet and waveless.

As the Lionheart prayed, ripples appeared in the center of the lake, water splashed, and a figure in gauze clothes slowly rose from the lake.

Ye Zhi was stunned and amazed by the figure of the fairy in the lake.

The figure in the lake is as graceful as a startled swan, like a water lily blooming in the water, with long silver-white hair floating like water waves, with wet mist, clear eyes, and water droplets dripping down her snow-white skin.

In this domain, intelligent creatures are often born.

Vivian, the fairy of the lake, is the guardian spirit of the realm 'Avalon'.

With a pair of lively eyes, she gazed at the figure of the old king. The fairy in the lake, Vivian, spoke softly, her voice as misty and hazy as fog.

"The Golden Lion Kings of all generations have three chances to obtain the power of Avalon."

"You have already used it twice, Richard Plantagenet. Are you sure you want to use this last chance to bless these two people?"

The old man's eyes were firm, and he nodded, "Sure."

"Wait a minute, father." Theresa advised with a trembling voice, "You can use this last chance to recover your health, but why..."

The Lionheart shook his head slightly and said, "It's useless, Theresa. The water of Lake Avalon is no longer of any help to me."

"But for you and Yeats, this final blessing can provide valuable assistance."

The Lionheart King reached out and stroked Theresa's head, his eyes flashing with a turbid and loving light, and he said softly:

"Let me help you one last time."

Theresa's shoulders shook as she leaned into the Lionheart's arms, tears welling up in her eyes.

Yeats was somewhat moved, and immediately looked towards the noble and mysterious Lady of the Lake, meeting her calm gaze.

"Knight, please come forward."

The Fairy of the Lake said in a soft voice: "Let me baptize you with the water of Lake Avalon and bless you."

"Hurry up, Yeats, the water of the Lake of Avalon is no worse than the Fountain of Minerva!"

Daisy urged, "And the first baptism has the most significant effect. Even if you are a six-ring master, it can enhance your vitality!"

[Avalon] This realm is related to healing, healing, and life.

The Queen of Shadow Realm, Skah, once mentioned that because Ye Zhi relied on the divinity of Dark Night to forcibly advance to the sixth ring, he still had some weaknesses in his physique.

Receiving the blessing of Avalon will be of great help in performing combat skills in the future.

Yeats looked at King Lionheart inquiringly, and saw him nod slowly, take a deep breath, and come to the front of the fairy in the lake.

At the instruction of the Lady of the Lake, Yeats knelt on one knee and saluted like a knight. Then he saw Vivian scoop up a handful of water from the Lake of Avalon, dip a little with her fingertips, and sprinkle it on her forehead and shoulders.

A strange divinity surged toward Yeats from the realm of creation.

Ye Zhi clearly felt that his chivalry had been improved, and his physical fitness and blood had also been strengthened! "By the way, isn't the water of Lake Avalon the bathing water of the lake fairies?"

A strange sound came from the tooth drill: "This also works? Then do you want to try Daisy's next time?"

Daisy smiled and said, "I don't mind."

Ye Zhi: “…”

Drill teeth, I will turn you into a squirrel mandarin fish sooner or later! You really have the kind of squirrel! "Go, Theresa." The Lionheart King stroked Theresa's head and said gently, "To become a king, you must have the power of a king."

Theresa nodded firmly and walked to the front of the fairy in the lake.

The Lady of the Lake also blessed Theresa.

The effect is the same as the blessing applied to Yeats.

But Theresa's ring number was lower. Under the encouragement of this blessing, she made a qualitative leap and stepped into the third environment realm! Ye Zhi suddenly felt a little envious.

In order to be promoted to the third ring, I went through a lot of hardships.

As a descendant of the royal family, Theresa was promoted overnight.

But the stronger Theresa's own strength is, the more it is in her long-term interests. Yeats quickly adjusted his mindset and thought to himself:

"Actually, I am not qualified to receive this blessing. In the original plot, only Theresa received Avalon's blessing and achieved tremendous growth overnight."

"The fact that I was able to receive the blessing is actually because I shared Teresa's opportunity..."

Yeats has always been grateful for favors, and his desire to help Theresa ascend the throne became stronger.

“I have bestowed my blessing upon them.”

The Lady of the Lake said calmly, "Now, leave Avalon... When the new king is crowned and comes with the Sword in the Stone, I will come as promised."

The mist on the lake surface dissipated, and in the haze, the figure of the lake fairy Vivian disappeared, leaving only the bubbles rippling in the center of the lake.

"Yeats, how do you feel?" King Lionheart asked Yeats.

"I can clearly feel my physical strength improving." Ye Zhi smiled, "The power of my combat skills will be greatly enhanced!"

A smile of relief appeared on the weathered face of the Lionheart King.

Everyone left the lake and walked towards the lush apple orchard. The Lionheart King said slowly:

"Actually... there is one thing... I haven't mentioned it to you before. Actually, this matter requires your participation..."

"Your Majesty, please speak. I will never refuse." Yeats said.

"The Kingdom of Roland and the Holy See recently organized a knight conference, which was only open to six-ring knights."

There was deep worry in King Lionheart's brow.

"This knights' meeting is open to all the kingdoms on the continent. It is a way to demonstrate the strength of a country, and the champion will be awarded Lorraine's sword [Giuvaius]..."

"Theresa needs a knight to attend this conference for her to enhance her reputation and consolidate her position. She needs victory to inspire the people and boost their morale..."

"Colin and Nelson, they have the mark of my era, not of Theresa's team."

"And you, Yeats, you are still young. You and Theresa will lead the next era. Your victory is her victory..."

"So, I ask you to compete for the prestige and glory of the Roland Knight Conference as a knight."

The old man's dry palm tightly grasped Ye Zhi's hand, and there was a turbid but determined light in his eyes.

"This is not only for Theresa...it's also...my request..."

Roland Knights Conference?

According to the description of the Lionheart King, this should be a duel between six-ring masters from all over the continent, the highest duel event in the continent.

As the organizer of this duel event, the Vatican has ulterior motives and there is no guarantee that there will be no other conspiracies.

but……

Yeats looked at the hope flashing in the old man's eyes, as if he saw the end of an era, and his nose felt sore.

"I promise you, Your Majesty."

Yeats held the Lionheart's hand and said solemnly and hoarsely: "I will participate in this conference and win the crown and glory for Theresa and the Kingdom of the Golden Lion!"

In the eyes of the old lion, emotion and relief flashed, his wrinkles smoothed, a smile appeared, and he said repeatedly: "Good, good, good!"

At the end of the apple orchard, a teleportation array was glowing. When everyone was heading there, something strange happened.

Above the realm, the clouds changed color, black fog rolled in, and thunder echoed! "Theresa, come behind me."

Standing in front of the strong wind, the old man had a stern look in his eyes. He tried his best to straighten his back and hold the scabbard in his hand.

Boom!

A dark red crack appeared above the sky.

A figure in black armor slowly emerged from the crack.

Yeats' eyelids twitched.

Isn’t this my godfather whom I haven’t seen for a long time!

The King of the Wild Hunt's cloak fluttered in the wind, and he rode a skeleton warhorse with blue flames burning in the horse's eye sockets.

"The King of the Wild Hunt?"

The Lionheart King looked up at the figure under the sky and said in disbelief, "How could you get in here?"

The King of the Wild Hunt glanced at the old man with a dignified look and said calmly:

“This was my territory.”

This sentence contained a huge amount of information, which made King Lionheart and Theresa stunned at the same time.

Clang! The King of the Wild Hunt raised the spear in his hand, and the black mist in the sky swallowed up the Lionheart King and Theresa, as well as Ye Zhi.

Yeats said in amazement:

"Why did you show up at this time, godfather?"

The Wild Hunt King's voice was slightly tired.

"I wanted to see you, but I couldn't find a suitable opportunity. It just so happens that I know the entrance and exit of Avalon very well..."

"As for this visit to you, it's because I have something to ask of you..."

"etc!"

The King of the Wild Hunt appeared in front of Yeats, riding a skeleton warhorse, his voice rising with some surprise.

"You have been promoted to the sixth ring?"

Ye Zhi summoned the magic spear Gayeberg, held it behind his back with his hands, and said calmly: "Thanks to the guidance of Mr. Skach, I was able to successfully advance."

"I see...wait...who? Skah? The Queen of Shadowland?"

The King of the Wild Hunt said in surprise:

"How did her Gayeborg end up in your hands?"

Ye Zhi said truthfully: "My teacher gave it to me as a gift to me as a teacher."

The King of the Wild Hunt was silent for a long time.

After not seeing him for a few months, he's already eating the queen's soft rice again? How come this guy is more skilled than me! I'm actually a little envious...

The King of the Wild Hunt coughed and said in a deep voice: "I'll be frank. There is one thing that only you can help me get back."

"What?"

"Golden Sword, [Giuvayus]!"

Ye Zhi was slightly startled.

The champion prize of the Roland Knights' Conference seems to be this sword? (End of this chapter)