Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1490: The Brave New Century 1st
Chapter 1490 Brave New World (8)
"So it is. That old man is really interesting." After listening to Arthur's analysis, Merlin whispered: "So he arranged all this, and quietly gave you this sword... ... lightsabers?"
The shadow of the crow rests next to Arthur's sword, as if scrutinizing the sword. It has now become a bladeless iron sword. Although the workmanship is as fine as a work of art, it has almost no lethal power. At most, it is used as an iron rod to knock people. However, its real blade is hidden inside the bladeless iron sword - when its metal "casing" is disassembled, the truly lethal lightsaber part will be exposed.
"I really wish I could study this peculiar weapon, but unfortunately I can't interfere with the world you are in now." Merlin sighed with a bit of pity: "And when everything is over, this precious sword You can't take us back to the world we are in, Your Majesty."
"Never mind. As long as I have a decent weapon available now, I'm satisfied." Arthur pulled the sword's metal casing (scabbard) and glanced at the lightsaber inside. The milky white light leaked from the seam between the scabbard and the solid blade, spreading throughout the cave.
"And you see, Mysterious Man J even brought us supplies." Arthur glanced at the donkey parked at the entrance of the cave. That's right, the mysterious old man disappeared instantly, but the donkey he brought was still here. The pile of goods on the donkey's back seemed to be reserved for Arthur.
"Food. It's great." Arthur didn't spend much effort to find some dry food from the cargo pile. At this time, he was almost hungry, so he took a few bites of the dry food desperately: "Look, the **** of this world brought us supper in the wilderness!"
"Or maybe it's food with poison or sex, and the old man will come back right away, and he will kill you while your majesty is unconscious."
"You think too much, Merlin." Arthur didn't care at all: "In this world, I'm just a penniless kid. Even if he wants to harm me, he can get it from me. What's the benefit?"
Then he ate more dry food, took out a leather bag with water from the cargo, and poured the sweet nectar into his mouth.
Seeing King Arthur so inattentive, Merlin was speechless.
"Your Majesty, I went out to ask again just now, you will never guess what kind of era we are in." The crow's shadow then said.
"What? You want to tell me that we not only traveled to the world two hundred years later, but to the world more than nine hundred years later?" Arthur sarcastically said.
Merlin was quite surprised: "How did you guess, Your Majesty? The time traveled is indeed quite different from what I estimated. We are indeed in the world of AD 1422."
"Well, isn't it a good guess?" Arthur analyzed calmly: "According to the mysterious man J, the king of England in this world is Henry VI. It's called Henry, and the throne has changed at least six times. In addition to my own tenure, it is easy to understand that the time difference is seven or eight hundred years. If there are some vacancies in the throne during the period, you say This is the world in a thousand years, and I will believe it."
"However, there is one thing Your Majesty is completely ignorant of." Merlin said: "The legend of King Arthur does not exist in this world. Your Majesty, the fact that you became King of Great Britain seems to have never existed in the history of this parallel world. passed."
"Oh, this sentence sounds quite hurtful." Arthur was still chewing dry food with a calm face: "So there is no King Arthur in this world, or the legend of King Arthur? I have never done it. After such a great undertaking, the future generations will never remember me?"
"That's right, Your Majesty."
"That's good too. Since no one knows me as King Arthur, there is no need to worry about my identity being revealed." Arthur smiled disapprovingly: "I can justifiably use my own in this world. I am not afraid of being recognized by my real name."
"No no no no no, this matter is definitely strange, Your Majesty, you can't act hastily like this!" Merlin was still suspicious: "Please, when you are in contact with people in this world, at least use fake Name!"
"Okay." Arthur said with a displeased look on his face: "Now, let's start with the basics. How about teaching me the purest and most authentic French in this world? Can you do it, Merlin?"
"I can try this." The phantom of the crow fell on King Arthur's head: "I will try to use the information I just collected, convert it into language data, and transmit it to your majesty's mind. Let your French sound a little more authentic, Your Majesty. However, please note that I can only interfere with the world in the form of interfering gravitational waves through Harry now, so the transmission method of data is also ... rough. This may be for Your Majesty brings a brief headache------"
"Just do it," Arthur interrupted immediately, too lazy to listen to Merlin's explanation.
Merlin seemed to sigh, but Arthur couldn't hear it clearly. It should be said that he almost entered a state of unconsciousness for a short period of time, and a large amount of information flooded into his mind in an instant, making the young man a little at a loss. Most of them are images and sounds, records of seeing the world with the vision of a crow. However, this crow seems to have flown a lot of places and set foot in an extremely wide range, and what it has seen and heard is a huge amount of information that is almost overwhelming.
"Woo...wow...!" Arthur came to his senses and found himself bleeding from his nose. He wiped his nose, tried to organize his thoughts, and immediately found that he was able to speak in relatively fluent French: "Yes. I really didn't know that Merlin, your familiar could detect so many people in such a short period of time. Where is it?"
"Oh, Your Majesty, have you forgotten? Now Harry is just a phantom composed of gravitational waves. It is not limited by most of the physical conditions of this world and can move at close to the speed of light." When Merlin said this Seems a little proud: "You'll never know how far I've let Harry fly, and how many interesting things I've seen. These things are too burdensome for your majesty's teenage brain to instill in your mind all at once. , it will definitely explode."
"Whatever, you have the final say." Arthur dug out a coarse cloth sleeping bag from the pile of supplies, hugged his sword, and lay down comfortably by the campfire: "You should Don't you need to sleep? Then let the wind go, I want to sleep well and go to the city tomorrow."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The crow's shadow flew out of the cave.
The next day, a handsome blond teenager who claimed to be a refugee entered the city of Blois. The soldiers guarding the city didn't believe the boy at first, because the boy's clothes were too neat and his face was too clean, and he didn't look like a refugee from the occupied area of France.
However, this is just a frail boy after all, and he does not carry a particularly dangerous weapon. The only guy who can be called a "weapon" on his back is only made of ordinary iron. , A long sword that has not been opened. Thinking that the boy was not very dangerous, the soldiers guarding the city gate relaxed their vigilance and let the boy enter the city.
At first, people in the city were suspicious, thinking that the boy was a spy sent by England or Bryant. However, the boy speaks fluent French, is well-informed and helpful. He will also sell some valuable silver cutlery in the city market, so that within a week, the people in the city will have a crush on the boy. Favorable, many people even secretly guessed that the young man should be a nobleman who escaped from the occupied area. A month later, the boy had settled down in Blois City successfully and won the trust of most of the citizens in the city.
"Humph..." Arthur stared at the ceiling of the hotel room with a little dejection: "We've been in town for a month and still can't find any news about Greenville. Don't you? Speaking of Greenville, now even the news of Bedivere can't be inquired at all..."
"Your Majesty, be patient." The phantom of the crow rested on the beam of the wooden house, in a dark corner that almost no one could detect, using telepathy to talk to Arthur: "In the vast sea of people Finding two people in the middle of nowhere is really not easy. However, the Karma (destiny) between you will guide you, even if you don't have to do anything~IndoMTL.com~ Let things go their way, you will both eventually We will meet again."
"I hope so." Arthur picked up the knife and gestured on the table: "I'm afraid that this young man's body will not be able to meet Greenville before he dies of old age."
"That kind of thing will never happen, I assure you, Your Majesty." Merlin said without emotion: "On the bright side, you have been here for a full month, and our original world Time is still completely still, even when we go back, it will only be less than a second. Everything you are doing now, Your Majesty, is adding life experience to your life. In this month, you have also learned not to There are few new things, and the right is only spiritual cultivation, so why not do it?"
"Yeah, like I really like to pretend to be another person and deal with a bunch of Frenchies." Arthur couldn't help but feel even more depressed. Apart from doing business easily and occasionally practicing swordsmanship, this month, he was just looking for information everywhere, and loading up some boring chores together was not even meaningful, let alone cultivation.
When will we find Greenville------
"Hey, boy, what are you doing?" The door to the room was suddenly pushed open, and a burly man came in.