Chapter 625 Merlin's Idol
"—Sir Helechin?!"
“It’s actually…”
"No wonder he's wearing the Theocracy's guard armor..."
As Arthur finished speaking, the knights' whispers filled his ears.
When Aiwas heard the discussion, his heart gradually calmed down.
Without a doubt.
Whether it is these Knights of the Round Table or Merlin...if they are really played by the same person in history, then they must know Aiwass.
But their rather immature reactions now told Aiwass that these people were all from the simulation of the Lord of Scales and Feathers, and there was no "real thing" who suddenly came in like Arthur.
...How strange.
The path to power doesn't rely on solitary struggle, just as Arthur's victory was based on the power of unity. Since Arthur didn't bring the Knights of the Round Table with him, it means that he didn't think this matter was that important.
Then why did Arthur suddenly join the Scale-Feathered Lord's fishing activities...
Aiwass couldn't understand it for a moment.
But he knew one other thing—it was much better to interact with these young men than to meet the apostles.
Arthur alone was tricky enough, and Aiwass had no idea whether he should continue to play the role of Heleqin or remain respectful and polite to the Silver Crown Dragon and keep his distance.
This situation is like when you are playing a role-playing board game and suddenly find that your boss is at the same table with you... This makes Iverson feel a little confused.
But it's actually easier to deal with the Silver Crown Dragon alone, after all, he's quite taciturn. If Aiwass said or did something he shouldn't have, at least it wouldn't be easy to get out. But if there were other apostles present...
Based on the "Law of Conservation of Awkwardness", when Aiwass was no longer embarrassed, Merlin, who had seemed mysterious before, became embarrassed at this moment.
Merlin scratched the back of his head and subconsciously glanced at Arthur, who had an expressionless face. Finally, he gritted his teeth and walked forward.
He respectfully and politely took off his wizard's hat, bowed deeply to Aiwass, and said in very standard Elvish:
"…Excuse me, Sir Helechin. I didn't know it was you."
Obviously, Sir Helechin is absolutely worthy of respect for these young knights from the Helasar Empire who intend to fight against the giants.
"It doesn't matter."
Aiwass nodded slightly and replied in a gentle voice: "I actually don't know...why I came here.
"By the way, Mr. Mage. What should I call you?"
"I'm Merlin."
The young blue-robed wizard first announced his name, but soon added with a serious expression, "Although I am indeed a wizard... I would prefer you to call me a knight."
"——Can you be considered a knight?"
Just then, another sneering voice was heard.
He did not speak in Elvish, but in a language similar to Astronomican.
...It seems that Star Antimony was the official language of the former Helasar Empire.
Aiwass, recalling the contents of history class, turned around and found that it was a knight he didn't know.
He had a very handsome face, long gray hair tied into a braid, and silver-gray eyes that were identical to Arthur's.
He looked at Aiwass carefully, then turned his head and continued to tease, "I've never heard that someone who doesn't even like to wear armor on the battlefield can become a knight - don't you think so?"
"——Okay, you bastard!"
Merlin was immediately enraged and began speaking in his Elvish-accented Hrasil dialect.
He drew a slender and exquisite short sword from his waist and said, "Mordred, if you don't agree, let's have a fight!"
...Mordred?
Aihua was immediately attracted by the name and looked up.
In theory, Mordred is the ancestor of Moriarty's family line.
Although there is no blood relationship between them, and Mordred's own bloodline has been completely cut off... but there is no doubt that the first generation Moriarty, as Mordred's adopted son, is inheriting Mordred's divine will.
But in a sense, he can also be regarded as the ancestor of Aiwass...
"Okay."
Mordred was not afraid of Merlin's provocation. He quickly glanced at Aiwass, then puffed out his chest and said in a louder voice: "But don't use magic - you call yourself a knight, right? Knights can't cast spells."
He drew his strange longsword from his waist.
It was a rather large sword.
It has a round, thick, blunt, and heavy tip, and a blade that's narrower than the tip. While broad overall, it's surprisingly thin. This odd shape doesn't resemble a sword at all... more like a skateboard or an extremely elongated drop of water.
But compared to Mordred's sword, the sword in Merlin's hand seemed too small. If a normal two-handed sword is a cigar, then Merlin's sword is like a very thin lady's cigarette.
"I bet it's still three rounds."
"Four rounds! I'm sure I can last four rounds this time!"
"Merlin, keep going! The more you fight, the braver you become. Don't give up, and keep fighting!"
The other knights were obviously not optimistic about Merlin's chances of winning, so they all made a lot of noise.
And Aiwass looked at Arthur in surprise.
Seeing that Arthur turned a blind eye to this and even folded his arms in admiration, Aiwass realized that this was a normal situation that did not need to be paid attention to.
Merlin's face flushed red. He pushed his monocle and challenged Mordred to a duel with a stern face.
But after only four rounds, Merlin was lightly slapped in the face by Mordred's skateboard sword, and then the rapier in his hand was easily knocked away by Mordred. The entire process, Mordred only used one hand and did not resonate with the Tao.
Just as the sword was spinning out, a hand picked it up from the air.
Given its delicate and slender nature, if it had just flown out and stuck in the ground, the blade would have most likely been broken. Fortunately, it was caught mid-air, which made Merlin breathe a sigh of relief.
"Don't bully Master Merlin, Sir Mordred."
A steady voice called out, "Are you proud of defeating a wizard with the swordsmanship I taught you? Have you finished reading the book I gave you?"
The bright and shining golden hair and the calm and serious face immediately reminded Aiwas of the Great Guardian.
"I am a knight..."
Merlin argued quietly, taking his sword from Gawain.
"...I know, Brother Gao Wen."
Mordred also whispered, nudging Merlin with his elbow, and was nudged in return by Merlin.
"Mordred!"
Gawain suddenly shouted.
Although Gawain only scolded Mordred, Merlin also became obedient along with him. It was like two children who had a fight and were called into the teacher's office for a lecture.
Only then did Aiwas realize... these knights might be even younger than he thought.
"Don't call me brother. Under the king's command, you should call me Gao Wenqing."
Gao Wen taught him a serious and solemn lecture: "Don't bring shame to the king and mother."
"……king?"
Aiwass was a little confused.
When he heard Merlin say "My King" before, he thought he had misheard or misunderstood.
Now it seems...it really is King Arthur?
Did Arthur ultimately pass the throne to Lancelot? No wonder the founders of nations and the royal family were initially on equal footing...
When Aiwass spoke the somewhat imprecise Imperial language, the knights who had been making such a fuss suddenly jumped up in panic. They had obviously not expected that this elven hero summoned by King Arthur could actually speak human language.
"What are you surprised about?"
Merlin pushed his glasses up with a mixture of pride and admiration, looking up as he spoke, "Before embarking on his final expedition, Sir Helechin was the legendary 'White Knight'! He traveled across human nations, eradicating countless injustices and mediating numerous wars! The most famous of these was the Parthian War of Reconciliation following the Second Water War!"
"After the Second Water War, the rebellious slaves were suppressed once again. The Good Lords planned a premeditated massacre to wipe out the rebels and slaves. To avoid humanitarian intervention from the Theocracy, the Good Lords planned to pretend to fight a war with each other, then recruit the rebels who failed in the Second Water War and the slaves who had helped them, sending them to the front lines under this pretext, thereby forcing these former comrades to fight each other until everyone died in the war.
"Sir Heleqin discerned the truth from the details. He believed this was a hypocritical and unjust war, so he led his followers directly into several oases, directly breaking through the enemy's slave army's obstruction and beheading several of the good leaders who orchestrated this massacre. This intimidated other good leaders and put an end to this meaningless and bloody war!
"Until now, the ancient Parthian Empire has softened its stance towards slaves. This isn't due to their defeat in the Second Water War, but rather the intimidation of Sir Helechin and the Theocracy!
"Today, there are still many people whose names contain 'Ibn Heleqin', which means 'Son of Heleqin'. It is used to express gratitude and commemorate Sir Heleqin who stopped this war!"
Merlin praised Heleqin without reservation.
Aiwass looked at him, his face flushed with excitement, and couldn't help but feel that this was so different from the Merlin he knew...
...So Sir Helechin was Merlin's idol when he was young?
Aiwass suddenly realized.
(End of this chapter)
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