Chapter 631: The Unfilial Daughters Who Dig Up Their Mother's Grave (9k completed, please vote)
Southland, the Island of Avalon.
"...In any case, I'm afraid we'll have to take some coercive measures."
After Morgause finished speaking, he took the honey water on the table to moisten his throat and waited for a response.
However, after waiting for an unknown amount of time, there was still no response from either side.
She put the cup down and looked over.
I saw her two sisters, one was looking at the floor with her head down, her cheeks slightly flushed, obviously she was in love, and the other one was looking up at the roof at a 45-degree angle, studying the beam structure and architectural aesthetics out of boredom, as if these things were more interesting than the return of the Mother Goddess.
Mogaus's face darkened, and he slammed the table:
"What did I just say? Were you listening carefully?"
Morgan and Vivian were startled when they came to their senses. They lowered their heads guiltily under the stern scrutiny of their eldest sister.
Seeing this, Morgause suddenly felt tired.
After returning from Camelot, one of her two sisters was absent-minded the whole day, and would occasionally giggle at a torn notebook; the other one became more and more passive and lazy, and began to be insincere to her words.
And all these changes seem to be due to constant contact with a certain guy.
One has to admit that the God of Origin was really good at dealing with women, and he had unknowingly caused such a profound impact on her two sisters.
Since they can't be relied upon for the time being, I'm the only one left to take action.
Morgaus sighed and said in a deep voice:
"The return of the Mother Goddess has been blocked. I am going to activate the second plan."
Morgan was shocked when he heard this:
"Isn't this too radical? If this angers Merlin, we might end up at odds with Rome, Northern Europe, and Greece, and there's a good chance that a war will break out..."
"That can't be helped. The longer time goes on, the higher the growth of the [Container] will be, and the stronger its control over the [World] will be. If we let her do whatever she wants, she might turn the tables and use the divinity of the Mother Goddess as her own nourishment. I will never accept the result of mortals replacing gods and becoming the masters of the Celtics!"
Morgause answered coldly, with a firm attitude.
After saying this, without waiting for her two sisters to raise any objections, she waved her hand and turned the star disk above Avalon Island.
The light of thousands of stars reversed, the surface of the lake churned violently, revealing a stone staircase leading directly to the bottom of the lake.
Morgaus walked down the steps one by one and came to the crystal coffin at the bottom of the lake, which was surrounded by sixty-six Celtic star maps.
Taking a deep breath, the witch raised the golden cursed knife with both hands and stabbed it into the coffin lid.
The rich divine particles turned into liquid gold that was like real gold and poured madly into the coffin.
Along with the rhythm of the heartbeat, a pair of empty and cold golden eyes slowly opened.
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Time flies, and several years have passed since the Battle of Badon Hill.
Although the white dragon Vortigern, the embodiment of disaster, has fallen, the filth in the earth veins has not been completely eradicated, and abnormal events still occur from time to time in various parts of Britain.
Some are monsters causing chaos, some are the resurrection of the Wild Hunt, some are the corruption of the goblins, and some are strange creatures coming to challenge the Knights of the Round Table...
Although these frequent troubles failed to shake the authority of Camelot and the Knight King, they made the affairs of the palace extremely busy.
The indirect victim was Loen himself.
There was no way. Artoria's ability to balance and control her subordinates was not mature enough, otherwise the Knights of the Round Table would not have split in the future. In order to avoid this result as much as possible, he, as their teacher, had to come over from time to time to take over, handle some difficult government affairs, and teach Artoria his experience in governing based on specific examples.
Finally, after spending three days to resolve the troubles that had accumulated over the past three months, Lorne heaved a sigh of relief, slumped in his chair, and shouted to the door:
"Altria, come to class."
A figure walked in and brought snacks and meals prepared by the kitchen.
However, it was Bedivere.
"The king is not here."
"Where did you go?"
"In the Conway River, a magical beast called the Water Seeker appeared there. It occupied the upper reaches of the river and was causing floods and spreading plague. Many people died there, and since there was no way to deal with the monster, they reported the matter to Camelot, begging the Holy City to send the Knights of the Round Table to deal with it. The king had nothing else to do, so he led the team there himself."
After hearing the answer, Loen felt slightly relieved.
The water-seeking beast, also known as the Afank, is a huge monster with a snake's head, a leopard's belly, and a lion's buttocks, symbolizing chaos. It also has a pair of claws similar to those of a deer or a hare. When it runs fast, its abdomen emits the roar of more than forty hounds.
According to Celtic mythology, it mainly lives in the Avonc Pond in the Conwy River. It is very strong and huge, and runs very fast. It likes to live in water and can cause floods or spread plague. Any humans injured by the water beast will be infected with the plague and will surely die.
In addition, as a product of ancient magic, it was bred from the earth by powerful magic and is invulnerable to swords and guns.
Therefore, even if the local people organized a team and wanted to destroy this monster, it would be difficult to kill it with ordinary human weapons and strength, so they could only ask for help from the holy city of Camelot.
After eating a snack, Lorne continued to ask:
"When will she be back?"
"The king didn't say, but it shouldn't take too long. Lord Lancelot is traveling with her. Together, they can easily take out a water-seeking beast."
Bedivere answered casually with a relaxed tone, but he didn't notice that Lorne's expression changed slightly.
"Besides Lancelot and Altria, who else is on the team?"
"Bos, Galahad, Percival, and several upright knights who accompanied them."
After listening to this, Luo En had a bad feeling in his heart.
These four Knights of the Round Table were either raised by fairies or received favors from fairies, but they were all people with close relations with the fairy clan, or the three sisters of the lake.
Moreover, to deal with a water-seeking beast, it actually required the four members of the Round Table and King Arthur himself to step in. Isn't that a bit too grand?
Luo En narrowed his eyes, frowned and asked:
"How long have they been gone?"
"It's urgent. We set out three days ago and should have reached our destination by now."
"Which direction?"
"southeast!"
After getting the answer he wanted, Loen stood up immediately.
However, before he could step out of the door, a brilliant golden light band shot up into the sky from the southeast, then broke apart and turned into stardust that floated all over the sky.
Something happened!
Luo En's eyelids twitched, and without thinking too much, he immediately turned into a stream of light and headed straight for his destination.
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Half an hour later, a golden meteorite streaked across the sky at lightning speed and fell into a dense forest.
Faced with the rolling smoke and shock waves, the figure behind the bushes subconsciously tensed up and took a defensive posture.
"Don't be nervous, it's me!"
"Teacher, why are you here?"
Altria looked at the familiar figure walking out of the smoke and dust, breathed a sigh of relief, and her strong body staggered as she fell forward.
Loen rushed forward and helped him sit down to the side.
Seeing that his beloved disciple looked pale, his breathing was disordered, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't seem to be in danger of life, he was both relieved and confused:
"How did it become like this? Was it that water-seeking beast?"
"No, it was... Perry... King Pellinore..."
Altria told the whole story in a halting manner.
Three days ago, at the invitation of Lancelot, she personally led a team to the Conway River area to kill the water-seeking beast that was causing trouble.
Things are going very well.
But on the way back, they met a mysterious man who was also looking for the water beast.
He calls himself King Pellinore and is the master of the water-seeking beast.
Upon learning that his beloved pet was killed by a group of people, he demanded a duel with everyone to seek justice for his beloved pet.
Artoria was so angry at the other party's disrespect for human life that she agreed to the duel.
King Pellinore refused to challenge Artoria with swords and demanded that both parties fight with spears and swear an oath in public.
Altria agreed.
The duel lasted three times. The two were evenly matched in the first two rounds, and in the third round, Altria was defeated with one move.
The price is that one person in the team must sacrifice his life for King Pellinore's favorite.
Artoria refused to agree and pulled out the Sword in the Stone to resist. However, she did not expect that the artifact she was so proud of would be cut off by the spear in King Pellinore's hand.
After saying that, Artoria groped in the grass beside her and took out the dimly lit hilt, her face full of frustration and guilt:
"Teacher, I'm sorry. Because of my willfulness, I destroyed the things you gave me."
"It's just a weapon. It's not as important as your life. If it's broken, it's broken. And if it hadn't attracted my attention due to the magic tide caused by the collapse of this thing, I'm afraid I wouldn't have known that you were in danger."
While Loen was comforting his beloved disciple in a gentle voice, he frowned in thought.
King Arthur and King Pellinore dueled, which resulted in the breaking of the Sword in the Stone. This is indeed the story recorded in the Arthurian legend, and there seems to be nothing wrong with it.
But when he finished listening to the story told by Altria, he found some doubts that could not be explained.
A duel is a duel, why do we need to stipulate in advance that both sides must use guns to decide the winner? And why do we need to swear an oath in public?
You know, the knights' spears are mostly used for fighting on horseback and are not suitable for competitions on the field.
Unless, that is, King Pellinore is sure that his spearmanship is unmatched.
Or maybe he was sure that Altria was weak in spearmanship.
If it is the second reason, the duel and the breaking of the Sword in the Stone are very intriguing.
While thinking, Loen thought of a possibility that was closest to the truth.
The so-called King Pellinor deliberately set a trap for Artoria in order to take the opportunity to destroy the Sword in the Stone in Artoria's hand.
Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to cut off the sacred objects of the Vanir with external force.
But if Altria took the initiative to break her oath, the Sword in the Stone, which carried the knight's code, would most likely suffer a backlash and be destroyed.
After answering the above two questions, Luo En still has a doubt in his mind:
"Didn't he want to kill you? How did you escape?"
"It was Sir Lancelot. She, Percival, Bors, and Galahad worked together to stop that guy."
At this point, Artoria woke up from her trance, quickly grabbed Lorne's arm, and pleaded urgently,
"Teacher, go save them!"
Loen nodded, immediately picked up Altria and rushed to the scene.
However, when the two arrived at their destination, they only saw deep pits and pools of blood on the ground, and there was no one around.
Seeing this scene, Altria's face was filled with deep guilt and regret:
"I harmed them. It's all my fault."
"Don't worry, he's not dead yet."
Lorne interrupted his beloved disciple's wailing and asked unhappily,
"Remember what King Pellinore looked like?"
"He was wearing a silver full body armor, and his helmet was cast with a magic that blocked detection, so his face couldn't be seen clearly."
"How's his gun skills?"
"It's very strong, and strangely familiar, as if it can predict my next move."
"Where's the gun?"
"The whole gun is glowing with platinum, the gun body is covered with spiral thorn patterns, and the handle is inlaid with thirteen ogham trees. It seems that one strike can pierce the world..."
"What else do you know about King Pellinore?"
"He also had a daughter traveling with him. She had a very pretty smile. When he wanted to kill us, the girl tried to dissuade him and bought us some time."
"What's her name?"
"It seems to be...Elaine?"
"Let me guess, it was her idea to swear before the duel, right?"
"How do you know?"
Altria looked at her teacher in surprise and admired his foresight.
However, Luo En's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he snorted coldly:
"Idiot, that's because you've been fooled!"
Elaine, the real name of his good apprentice Vivian, is one of the three lake fairy sisters and is best at fairy spells.
This naturally includes the traditional Celtic secret technique - Geis.
If his guess was correct, the oath "forbidding the use of swords in combat" was most likely a Geis.
Once violated, the weapon will suffer backlash and break.
And this Elaine claimed to be the daughter of King Pellinore...
Combined with the fact that King Pellinor is good at using guns, he can not only easily suppress Altria and the four Knights of the Round Table, but also easily cut off the Sword in the Stone, which is the secret treasure of the Vanir. Her identity has long been revealed.
Luo En rubbed his sore temples and complained:
"It seems that your three sisters have dug out your mother's true form again. How unfilial of you."
Upon hearing this, Altria felt a tightness in her heart:
"What about Lord Lancelot and the others?"
"Instead of caring about them, you should care about yourself. Lancelot, Percival, Galahad, and Bors were all raised by fairies or were favored by fairies. They naturally tend to be on the side of fairies. They just joined the round table on behalf of the fairies, not wholeheartedly loyal to you. Don't you think that the water beast, the duel, the breaking of the sword in the stone... these things happened one after another, which seems a bit too coincidental?"
"You mean, they were deceiving me the whole time?"
"Half. The four of them did intend to lead you here, but they didn't really want to kill you. Otherwise, they wouldn't have stayed to cover your retreat and stop Danu from chasing you."
Lorne pointed to the pools of blood on the ground and continued,
"The smell of blood is very strong. It's theirs. They must have held back in the fight just now."
"Will they be okay?"
Altria couldn't help but start to worry about her four subordinates again.
Luo En rolled his eyes and snorted coldly:
"Don't worry, the Lake Fairy won't bear to kill them."
Although Lancelot and the Three Knights of the Holy Grail were not complete traitors, the fact that they were able to deceive Artoria here was enough to prove which side they were leaning towards.
He tried his best to hold Danu back for Altria, and basically used up all the affection he had accumulated before.
Danu and the three sisters of the lake seemed to choose to fulfill their loyalty and give up the pursuit.
Therefore, when they meet again, Lancelot and the Three Knights of the Holy Grail will most likely stand on the side of the goblins and become enemies of Camelot.
Tsk tsk, Lancelot defected, the Round Table split, the Sword in the Stone broke, and the three sisters of the lake took action...
Everything seemed to have returned to the origin of fate.
Loen sighed and was thinking about how to deal with the situation when his hair suddenly stood on end.
Buzz!
At the same time, the lead-gray clouds were rendered in a layer of brilliant dark gold, and the brewing storm and thunder intertwined and entangled, forming a spiral column of light that penetrated the sky and the earth. This powerful edge was like a meteorite that broke through the sky, rapidly expanding in his and Altria's vision, instantly filling their eyes.
Luo En's face suddenly changed and he cursed in his heart.
Damn it, this is serious!
(End of this chapter)
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