I'm a druid in Type Moon

I am a druid in Type Moon, living by the river.

Summary:

"Oh my! Did I forget to introduce myself?"

Lynn smiled and performed an ancient greeting to Gilgamesh in front of him.

"I am a priest of nature, an agent of the world, a young beast, a candidate for UO, and the Archdruid of Britain."

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 1: The Last Druid

Avalon, Britain.

Led by Vivian, Merlin walked towards the edge of the island, where there was an oak forest, but their footsteps startled the guardian there.

A giant bear crawled out of its den and stood in front of them, staring at Merlin with unfriendly eyes. Several black panthers also quietly blocked their way behind them, revealing their sharp claws and fangs. The screams of eagles could be heard in the sky, and even the howling of wolves could be heard in the distance.

"Oh!" Feeling the unfriendly gazes of the beasts, Merlin scratched his head in distress: "It seems that they don't welcome me. Have I offended them in any way?"

Vivian snorted coldly, then looked at the beasts and said, "He's here to look for the little guy."

As soon as these words came out, the already vigilant beasts began to become irritable. The giant bear stood up, stretched out its claws, and roared at them. As if responding to their call, the animals in the forest also revealed their figures.

A group of giant wolves, led by a silver-haired wolf king, walked out of the forest, with a faint light emanating from their eyes; several giant eagles with a wingspan of more than ten meters circled in the sky, casting large shadows on the ground.

Under the gaze of the beasts, Merlin felt his connection with the surrounding magic being violently severed, and his connection with the source was cut off in an instant. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Natural hostility. I've heard of it before, but I didn't expect it to be so exaggerated!"

Vivian watched coldly from the sidelines until Merlin looked at her for help. Then she stepped forward and said to the beasts, "This is his last wish. Are you going to disobey his last order?"

The giant bear let out a howl, and there was a commotion among the wolves. Several eagles landed on the top of the oak tree, and the herd of animals was instantly in chaos.

At this moment, a rough voice came from the forest: "Vivian, we can agree that you can take the little guy away from here, but it can't be Merlin."

A giant beast appeared in front of Vivian. It was a lion that seemed to be made of gold, and every hair of it was shining with a light beyond reality.

"Kane!"

Vivian called out the beast's name without changing her expression: "I know you don't like Merlin, but he is the best choice. After all, he is the head of the court magician."

The lion Kane frowned and looked at the surrounding beasts. The oldest eagle let out a cry, and the silver wolf also let out a low roar.

The giant bear was somewhat unhappy and let out a roar, but under the gaze of the rest of the beasts, it could only shut its mouth and crawl back to its lair.

"follow me!"

After reaching an agreement, Jinshi said to Vivian and the others, and then led the way. Vivian and Merlin hurriedly followed.

As soon as they entered the forest, the concentration of true ether in the air immediately increased a lot, but Merlin still couldn't contact Dayuan. Feeling the unfriendly eyes of the surrounding beasts, Merlin could only follow Vivian closely. Without Dayuan's support, even Merlin didn't want to be besieged by so many fantasy species.

After walking for half an hour, an open space appeared in front of them. It was not quite right to call it an open space, because in front of them was an oak tree that stretched from the sky to the ground, with branches so straight that one could not see the end when looking up.

Next to his tree roots, there is a small tombstone. A six-year-old child stands there and carves a line of words on the tombstone with his hands:

"The last druid in the world is buried here!"

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 2: Meeting

Lin En opened his eyes and looked at the tombstone in front of him. It was called a tombstone, but it was actually just a piece of irregular stone that fell off the only tall tower on the island.

Lynn looked at the tombstone and thought back to six years ago.

When he woke up from his sleep, he found himself in a primeval forest. Looking up, he could only see the oak forest that blocked out the sun, and there were a group of wolves, snakes, lions, and leopards around him.

Lin En was so frightened that he subconsciously wanted to call for help, but he only cried. The surrounding beasts were also awakened by the crying and roared in various ways. The whole forest seemed to be responding to their voices. Countless beasts rushed here and stared at the human cub who had passed through countless barriers and came to this forest.

The last person to appear was an old man with long gray hair. He was wearing clothes woven from grass and wood, and holding a long oak stick in his hand, like a dying tree.

The old man looked at Lin En, and his long-dead eyes seemed to be burning with flames. The flames ignited his body and his soul, burning for six years.

For six years, the old man taught Lynn literature, calendar, medicine and astrology, told him the origin of civilization, the evolution of writing, and most importantly: magic.

The old man was a druid, the only one left among the Celts.

Decades ago, King Uther, with the help of the great sage Merlin, defeated his brother, the humble king Vortigern. At the last moment, the humble king transformed into a white dragon, and at the cost of imprisoning himself, he repelled King Uther's army and drove them out of the royal city.

As a price, the power of the entire Druid sect was almost exhausted, and almost all the druids transformed into oak trees, becoming the connection between Britain and the planet's inland sea, delaying the time for the mystery to fade away by decades.

The old man was the chosen successor, the next leader of the Druids, but no one expected that because of the forced continuation of Britain's destiny, the humans of this land were deprived of the right to communicate with nature, and no child would be able to receive nature's favor anymore.

The old man, who was still a young man, traveled throughout Britain and saw Britain in mysterious decline: the land became barren, and food could not meet the basic living needs of civilians; foreign enemies invaded, and the Saxons and Angles summoned by the humble king launched massacres again and again; there was internal discord, and after King Uther's death, the lords began to attack each other, hoping that they could become the next king.

Finally, the old man became desperate. He came to the only pure land in the world and waited for his death until Lin En appeared.

In six years, Lynn memorized all the history of the British from the tribal era to the present, learned the effects and contraindications of thousands of herbs, was able to glimpse the trajectory of the future from the changes in the stars, and even forcibly comprehended all the magic passed down by the druids for thousands of years, but was unable to use it because he was too young.

The old man was not surprised, but just looked at him calmly, looking at his only disciple, watching him grow up day by day, from a baby to a child, watching him learn all his knowledge.

The old man knew that the time to leave had come.

Lin En picked up the oak staff beside him. This oak staff was even taller than him. In his hand, it looked more like a long stick. It was emerald green with obvious tree veins and nine buds on the top. The old man poured all his magic power into the staff, handed it to his disciple, and then closed his eyes.

Lin En had heard the footsteps behind him. He turned around, looked at the beautiful young man who seemed to not belong to this world, and said, "The Grand Mage of the Palace, Merlin."

Merlin showed a rare serious look on his face and saluted to Lin En: "Greetings, His Majesty the Archdruid."

Lynn's expression remained unchanged. He looked at Merlin and said, "I already know why you are here. Take me to see the Chosen King of England."

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 3: Mysterious Disappearance

“So this is what the world outside is like!”

Merlin took Lin En out of Avalon, rode on the horses that had been prepared long ago, and headed towards the city. Lin En, who had no expression at all, seemed to come alive after leaving Avalon, and was curious about everything.

Lin En was indeed very curious. Ever since he appeared in this world, he had been floating in the ocean of knowledge for six years, and he was still a newborn baby!

Merlin watched Lin's every move, watched him pick leaves from the roadside, watched butterflies fluttering around him, and the horse under him did not resist at all.

"Communicating with animals or being close to nature? No matter what method he used, at least nature favored him. It is a miracle that such a human being can appear on this rebellious island."

Merlin's mind was full of thoughts, but he kept smiling. After Lin En's excitement had passed, he slowly said, "We need to speed up. We are still a long way from the town. If we don't want to sleep outdoors, we'd better speed up."

Lin En also woke up from the excitement of escaping the cage. He looked at Merlin, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Merlin, why don't you just use teleportation. You can do it."

Although he was not very clear about Merlin's strength, Lin En still remembered that Merlin was the candidate for the Grand Caster. He also said that for a magician of this level, teleportation should be a basic operation.

Merlin was not surprised that Lynn knew about teleportation. Although the druid tradition only included natural magic, there must have been an introduction to other magics as well.

Merlin began, "Magic has become a mystery that needs to be hidden from the world. In Britain today, due to the gradual fading of the True Aether, the magic of the Age of Gods has become unusable. Coupled with the long years of war, the magician families who have lost the ability to protect themselves have begun to hide their identities. At the same time, in order to ensure that the power of magic does not continue to weaken, magicians have disappeared from the eyes of the world, and even many nobles have been forced to forget the existence of magic."

Lin En nodded in understanding. It seemed that this was the reason why there were so few magicians in the legend of King Arthur. Now was the end of the Age of Gods. The magic of the Age of Gods had begun to become unusable, and the magic system created by King Solomon was just getting started.

Moreover, this is Britain, and the mystery of the entire island is almost concentrated on the white dragon and the red dragon, with the exception of Merlin and Morgan. One of them is the son of a nightmare and a human, and the other is the "Lord of the Island" who inherited the mysterious power of King Uther. Only such a being can perform magic in this special period.

But now, there is another Lynn.

"So, in other words, try not to use magic in your daily life, right?"

Lin En felt helpless. It was not a good thing to have power but not be able to use it to its full potential.

"No, you're special, Lynn."

Merlin said in an emotionless voice: "In Britain, Druids do not need to hide their magic from anyone. On the contrary, as long as you show your power, the common people who grew up listening to the legends of Druids will kneel down to you and ask you to grant them a good harvest."

"This is my duty." Lynn said without hesitation. The first magic trick the old man taught him was to make the crops harvest good.

"That was decades ago, Lynn." Merlin chuckled, his laughter devoid of any emotion.

"Druids have disappeared from this world for decades, and the power of the Druid sect has been divided up by the nobles. If there were still people who could become druids, then even if the nobles coveted power, they would not dare to stop the reconstruction of the Druid sect. But there is no one in this world who can become a druid. You are a miracle, and there will never be another one."

This is the author's secondary setting. After all, the original work does not mention any magicians other than Merlin and Morgan. But in such a big country like Britain, it is impossible that there are no other magicians. It is only possible that the magicians disappeared for some reason.

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 4: Meeting

Merlin and Lynn spent three days traveling across most of Britain, passing through many farms and towns along the way.

Merlin even deliberately took a detour just to let Lynn see the current situation in Britain.

On the evening of the third day, Lynn arrived at a farm. From the outside, it looked no different from other farms along the way. Many knights who were not nobles would get such a farm after swearing allegiance to the lord.

It was summer, and the evening sunset was still a bit scorching. Lynn was standing on horseback, looking into the distance at a young man who was training beside a wheat field. He was about twelve or thirteen years old, with blond hair, green eyes, and a determined look.

Even though he was still quite far away from the other party, he could still hear the sound of his sword breaking through the air. In Lin En's eyes, the other party's existence was like the cub of a fantasy beast in Avalon. Unlike the initial sense of closeness, the natural consciousness that had been surrounding Lin En was frantically warning: "Stay away from him, stay away from him, don't get close to him, or you will become unfortunate!"

"But who else can I go to in this day and age but him?"

Lynn chuckled and said to Merlin beside him, "Is that the king you chose?"

"Hmm!" Merlin looked at Lynn, "This is the king I chose! So, what do the druids think?"

This sentence was not said to Lynn, but to the leader of the druids.

"Let's wait and see! We still have plenty of time, don't we?"

Ignoring nature's complaints, Lynn followed Merlin towards the big house on the farm.

The young man who was training saw two people in the distance and quickly ran towards this side.

"Merlin, you're here like this?"

The young man looked at the nightmare demon in front of him with some confusion. Although the other party was his teacher, he never liked to appear in front of his father.

"Altoria, I need to talk to Sir Ector about something. Is he home?"

"Father is resting at home."

Altria did not hide it. Even though her father seemed to dislike her teacher, she would not refuse to meet him.

Following behind Altria, Merlin and Lynn continued to move forward. Lynn patted the horse's back, and the horse obediently followed him and walked a few steps quickly to the side of the young man.

"Hello, my name is Lynn."

"Hello, my name is Altria."

Altria looked at the boy on the horse. He should be a boy! He was about 1.2 meters tall, with black hair and black eyes. He was wearing a robe of unknown material and holding a long oak staff in his hand.

Lynn looked up and down at Altria. Although his memory was a little fuzzy, he still knew the difference between Arthur and Altria. The old sword's name was Arthur Pendragon, and the King of Silence's name was Altria Pendragon.

"Merlin's magic?"

Lynn tried hard to recall. If he remembered correctly, in order to conceal the fact that Altria was a woman, Merlin cast a lifelike illusion on her. Only a few people knew Altria's real gender.

Lin En was a little hesitant. He wanted to perform magic to find out, but he was not sure he could hide it from Merlin who was so close to him, or even from Altria. But he thought of the huge difference in the timeline between the Old Sword and King Saber.

Lynn held the staff, mobilized the magic power in it, adjusted his breathing, and resonated with nature.

The consciousness of nature was cheering. This was the first time that Lin En had cast a spell since leaving Avalon. Due to the decrease in the concentration of true ether, casting the spell was much more difficult than imagined. Lin En had to mobilize more magic power in the staff.

The escaped magic power spread in all directions. With Lin En as the center, green sprouts began to emerge from the ground dozens of meters away. The wheat that was about to mature also matured rapidly under the nourishment of magic power, and even the surrounding wind became cool.

"This movement is really amazing."

Merlin looked at the scene in front of him. The long-lost miracle reappeared in this land. But unfortunately, this was only a small remnant of the miracle.

Lin En opened his eyes, and his originally dark eyes were now stained with a deep green. Ignoring the noise he had made, Lin En looked at Altria.

He saw it,

A red dragon.

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 5: The Red Dragon of Britain, the Last King

The Red Dragon of Britain.

Legend has it that in order to defeat Britain's white dragon, King Arthur, Merlin implanted the concept of the red dragon into King Arthur's body.

Due to the excessive force caused by the first spell cast in the outside world, Lynn's eyes were completely enveloped by natural magic, and the natural consciousness surrounding his body was also involved in it. He instantly penetrated the illusion that Merlin cast on Altria and directly saw the essence of her soul.

It was a sleeping red dragon. Even in its sleep, it still exuded the intimidation of the top mythical beast species. As if it had sensed Lin En's gaze, the red dragon opened its eyes and roared.

Lynn groaned and covered his eyes with his hands.

"Oh my! It's not a good habit to look at other people casually!"

Merlin said slowly.

Altria was still surprised by the changes in the plants around her, and when she heard Merlin's voice she realized that something was wrong with Lynn.

"What happened?"

"Nothing, I just got a little carried away."

Lin En opened his eyes, which had returned to their original black color. The slight pride he had in his druid heritage had also disappeared.