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Chapter 38 Believers of the Gods, Teachings of the Druids, Praises of the Bards, Legend of the Holy Lake!
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The Celtic mythical world, the Kingdom of Camelot.

After the king selection ceremony, Arthur Pendragon went to negotiate with the other eleven kings throughout the Celtic land and successfully returned to the Kingdom of Camelot.

During this period, there were rumors that the Sword in the Stone, a symbol of the kingship of Camelot, broke in Arthur's hand.

But when Arthur returned to Camelot, the people who lined the streets to welcome him found that the Sword in the Stone was still intact and worn around Arthur's waist.

Thus, the rumor was proven false.

After Arthur officially returned and became the king of Camelot, the ministers of Camelot also recognized Arthur's throne.

From then on, the Kingdom of Camelot ushered in the rule of King Arthur and began to gradually emerge.

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On the outskirts of Carrion Castle, not far from the royal city of Camelot, there are few people around, but it is famous.

Because the most legendary holy lake in Celtic mythology is near this suburb.

Because of the fairy in the lake, the existence of the Holy Lake is also called a great wonder by the people of the Kingdom of Camelot.

However, there have been some rumors circulating about the holy lake recently, which seems to indicate that the holy lake has dried up.

But in fact, this is not a rumor, the holy lake has really dried up.

"This is the territory of the Fairy of the Lake... What's going on?"

On the dry lakeshore, a tall and strong elk walked to the edge and looked at the holy lake that had been dry for who knows how long, with disbelief in its smart eyes.

The holy lake that was once like a fairyland in the lake is now reduced to pits at the bottom of the lake that have dried up and started to crack.

The mist that lingered around the lake had also dissipated, and the fairy who was rumored to live at the bottom of the lake had also disappeared.

All of this gradually began to spread through the recitation of bards.

But no one knows until now what caused the holy lake to dry up.

"I got news that King Arthur from Camelot seemed to have been here before the Holy Lake dried up. It must be him who did something that caused the Holy Lake to dry up."

Next to the tall and strong elk stood a blond young man in a robe holding a collection of poems in his hands.

He looked at the man of noble birth, with a pair of sapphire eyes filled with unimaginable wisdom, like a high monk who had attained enlightenment.

This blond young man is none other than the bard with countless legends in the world of Celtic mythology.

But in fact, the so-called bards are just messengers of the gods walking on earth, compiling and spreading the deeds of the gods to attract more believers.

"King Arthur?"

The tall elk spoke in human language, and his sentences were extremely clear, just like a human. He said curiously, "I heard that he is followed by the great wizard Merlin, a follower of the Lady of the Lake. If he is really related to King Arthur... then could it be that something has happened to the Lady of the Lake?"

Each god has his own believers and temples, and even his own sects.

Merlin is the follower of the Lady of the Lake, and the only one.

Therefore, Merlin's status is often regarded as equivalent to that of a bishop of the Cult of the Gods.

"I don't know, but it's worth exploring. The remaining breath here is very strong, as if it was left by the sun god." The blond young man touched the dried-up holy lake and said thoughtfully. The remaining sun breath in this holy lake is extremely strong, as if the sun in the sky had fallen into this holy lake and caused it to dry up.

"The sun god Luger? If it is his coming, it will be a disaster. It will not only dry up the holy lake, but also destroy the nearby Carien Castle." The tall and strong elk shook his head and disagreed with this view.

"In fact, during my travels, I heard some rumors that King Arthur's sword in the stone was really broken!"

"The reason is that he had a knight's duel with King Pellinor, but he violated the spirit of the duel, which aroused the wrath of the gods, and the Sword in the Stone broke!"

"He and Merlin came to this holy lake to seek the holy sword held by the fairy in the lake."

"But for some reason, King Arthur did not bring back the Holy Sword. Instead, he returned to Camelot with the Sword in the Stone intact..."

The blond young man's eyes flashed with a strange color. He had heard some rumors, so he came all the way to the Holy Lake outside Carien Castle to investigate.

This also let him know the truth about some things... For example, King Arthur and Merlin once came here to ask for the holy sword held by the Lady of the Lake, but the result is unknown.

But now it seems that King Arthur failed in his quest, which led to the drying up of the holy lake and the disappearance of the fairies in the lake.

"Do you suspect there's something wrong with King Arthur?" the tall and strong elk asked doubtfully.

"That's the people of Camelot's own problem. It's not my turn as a bard to worry about it."

"I'm just curious. Before I came here, I didn't expect that the Holy Lake had really dried up, and there was still the remnant of the aura of the Sun God Luger..."

The blond youth grabbed a handful of soil, crushed it in his hands, narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured, "It seems that there are other gods present... How curious!"

Bards are the most curious group of people in the Celtic mythology world, otherwise they would not have become messengers of the gods, spreading and compiling their deeds for the gods.

"Do you want to go to the Temple of the Sun to ask?" asked the tall and strong elk.

"Forget it, I'm afraid the bishop of the Temple of the Sun will summon the Sun God's spear and stab me to death!"

The blond young man shrugged, looked at the elk, and smiled, "I'm not like you. I'm just a messenger of the gods, and you're a saint of the Druid religion. Even the sun god Luger would not be willing to offend the elder on the lonely mountain."

"After all, that elder is the most knowledgeable and experienced among all the gods, and he is also one of the oldest gods."

Hearing this, the tall and strong elk glanced at the blond young man, and under his gaze, its body shape began to change.

The pair of slender antlers softened and turned into long hair that fell like a waterfall. The soft fur turned into a long skirt that covered the body, concealing its incredibly moving figure.

A woman whose beauty could make the stars in the night dim their brilliance, landed barefoot on the edge of the dried-up holy lake, and looked at the blond young man from afar.

That’s right, this elk is a druid, a being with immense mysterious powers in Celtic mythology.

At the same time, Druidism also belongs to Celtic mythology. It is extremely powerful among all gods and is also the most mysterious.

And this woman is none other than Samantha, the contemporary saint of Druidism.

"Samantha, long time no see. You are still so elegant and beautiful."

The blond young man looked at the beautiful woman who appeared beside him without any surprise. He touched his chest and bowed very gentlemanly with a faint smile on his face.

"I don't feel happy at all. After all, seeing you here, I know that the news of the drying up of the Holy Lake will eventually spread... Edward the Bard, right?" Samantha shook her head and couldn't help sighing.

(End of this chapter)