I'm a druid in Type Moon

"Your Excellency the Archdruid, please hurry to where the king is!"

Lynn continued to move forward. The traces of the horse's galloping were clearly exposed to the eyes of the Archdruid. Lynn whispered in the ear of the horse under him, asking it to speed up.

Lin En placed his hand on the horse's neck, and the gentle healing light penetrated its body, allowing it to run wildly without regard for its limits. Finally, Lin En saw light penetrating the jungle in the distance, could smell moist water vapor, and could hear the sound of flowing water.

The warhorse stopped by the stream, Lynn dismounted and walked towards the figure with his back to him.

"Ah! You're here! Lin Enqing!"

The man turned around and seemed relieved when he saw that it was Lin En, and his originally pale face became a little rosy.

"What's wrong? Altria, where is King Berlino?"

Altria smiled weakly and pointed at the body on the ground, saying, "Don't worry, King Berlino has been killed by my sword."

Lin En looked in the direction of her finger, where there was a corpse dressed in gorgeous clothes. Although Lin En had never seen the other person, the one who could wear such brightly colored clothes in the army should be the opponent's commander, King Berlino.

But Lin En just glanced at the corpse, and then his focus froze on the broken sword next to the corpse.

The sword blade shines like gold, proving that it is the symbol of the king.

"Altria, that's..."

Lin En was speechless. The golden sword that King Arthur had pulled out just a few months ago,

"Ah! Did you see that? Sorry, Lin En, the sword of the king choice has been broken. I am no longer qualified to be the king."

The half sword in Altria's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound. She closed her eyes, no tears fell, but a silent whine echoed in Lin En's ears.

Lynn took two steps forward and took the weak Altria into his arms. The latter struggled a little, then buried her cheek in his arms and sobbed silently.

Sword of the Kingchosen, Sword of Gold, Sword in the Stone.

Whoever can pull the sword from the stone platform will be the destined king of Britain.

Rather than a weapon, it is more of a symbol of the king, and only a perfect king is qualified to hold it.

It is the symbol of King Arthur and the supervisor of Altria.

And now, the golden sword was broken, the false King Arthur disappeared, and only Artoria was left, who had only been king for a few months.

Altria fell asleep in Lynn's arms. Lynn sat on the ground, recalling the story in his mind.

The golden sword was indeed broken in the battle between King Arthur and his opponent, and Merlin, who was accompanying him, would then lead King Arthur to Avalon to take away the Sword of Promised Victory and its scabbard.

Then the question is, where is Merlin? If Lynn is not here, then during the period when Altria just became king, the one who was responsible for escorting food and dividing the nobles is undoubtedly the ruthless Merlin, that is to say.

"I stole Merlin's chance to appear, didn't I?"

Lynn let out a long sigh. If Merlin hadn't suddenly appeared in front of him, it would mean that Merlin had tricked him, and the task of taking Altria to Avalon would fall on him.

However, Lynn looked at Altria who was sleeping in his arms. Although he had seen her countless times during his journey, he still missed her a little.

"Let's take a few days' rest first! Finding Avalon is not an easy task."

Lynn found a rock to lean against. Above his head was the sun that was just beginning to set, in front of him was a sparkling stream, and two war horses were eating tender grass beside him.

Lin En felt the fatigue brought by the rapid march in the past few days coming up in one breath, and he closed his eyes.

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 36: In a Dream

Lynn had a dream, he could clearly realize that he was dreaming, but he could not wake up. He wandered aimlessly in the forest, surrounded by golden oaks, surrounded by golden mistletoe, and light came from an unknown place, shining all around.

Lin En seemed to hear a voice calling him. The voice was so familiar that it made people want to beat up its owner. So Lin En walked towards the direction of the voice without hesitation. The leaves above his head made a rustling sound, as if bidding farewell.

Lin En's pace quickened unconsciously, the sounds in his ears became clearer and clearer, and it seemed as if a fire was burning in his heart again.

At a certain moment, as if breaking through some kind of obstacle, Lynn rushed out of the oak forest, saw the figure shouting at the edge of the forest, and subconsciously punched him.

"Greeting with fists is not a good habit, Lynn!"

Merlin took Lynn's fist and showed his iconic smile.

"It's you, Merlin!"

Lin En also calmed down from his emotions at this time, and looked at the nightmare demon whom he had just separated from for a few days, and felt a little relieved.

"Since you are here, then hurry up and take Altria to get the Sword of Promised Victory. Ivan is still waiting for me."

"Well! Don't be so anxious!"

Merlin smiled and put down Lin En's fist, then spread his hands and said helplessly: "Although I also want to rush to you, I am still in the capital, and it will take at least three days to get there."

Lynn's expression was stiff as he asked, "Where's your teleportation magic? Where's your transformation spell? Where's your best horse in all of Britain?"

Merlin's body froze for a moment, then he said helplessly: "Well, to be honest, the plan is about to start. I have already locked on to the nobles who are against Altria, and I am just waiting for them to take the first step and then catch them all in one fell swoop. The king can't do without me at this time."

Lin En also thought of this. After a few seconds of silence, she said, "Can't we let Morgan handle this matter? She should be happy to do so."

This was a great opportunity to establish his own authority, and if it weren't for Merlin being there, Morgan definitely wouldn't mind doing it himself.

"I don't mind giving this opportunity to Morgan." Merlin said softly, "But if Morgan takes action, these nobles and their families may not survive. Morgan has received a complete aristocratic education, and killing everyone is an excellent quality of a noble."

Lin En was silent again. If Morgan took action, then no matter what she had been taught since childhood or because of her dissatisfaction with the traitors, Morgan would definitely not mind showing off his tough measures and uprooting the entire family. Then Morgan's reputation, which had become a bit weird because of his seclusion, would immediately become a bad reputation.

But if Merlin did it, Merlin's reputation in the aristocratic circle was not good, but his reputation among the common people was very good. Even if someone wanted to use this incident to discredit Merlin, Merlin would not care.

As for Morgan, he probably pretended to be indifferent and ate a few more bowls of rice in the evening.

After figuring it out, Lin En sighed and said resignedly, "So, I have to be the only one to take Altria to Avalon, right?"

"It's great that you think so!"

Merlin smiled brightly.

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 37: Don't Be Polite to Him

Lin En vaguely felt something warm licking him, so he woke up from his sleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw his warhorse, which was licking Lin En's face with its tongue.

Lin En raised his upper body and used his hands to push away the approaching warhorse. The afterglow of the setting sun passed through his fingers and shone on his face, telling him that it was time to get up.

So she lowered her head. Altria was still sleeping in her arms. The annoying sunset was shining on her face. Her short golden hair did not block it at all, so she buried her head deeper.

The natural consciousness also awakened at this time and told Lin En the current time.

"Has it been so long?"

Lin En muttered to himself and pushed the girl in his arms, only to find that she had no intention of waking up.

"It's my first time on the battlefield, and my first time commanding a war. Even the future Knight King will feel tired."

Lynn pushed again, but still couldn't wake the other person up, so Lynn held Altria in his arms and stood up. The warhorse consciously bent down, allowing Lynn to easily ride on its back.

Lynn looked at another warhorse of Altria, hesitated for a moment, and told it to rest nearby. Then he squeezed the horse's belly and the warhorse under his crotch headed towards the camp at a moderate speed.

Bedivere brought his captives back to the camp. Kai, Gawain and others were already waiting in the camp. When they saw Bedivere, they immediately stepped forward and asked:

"Sir Bedivere, where is the king?"

Bedivere handed the prisoner to the soldier beside him, and then said to the two of them:

"I was ordered to engage the remaining knights, and the king pursued King Borinor."

Kai and Gawain both nodded. They also left the team after fighting with the remaining knights.

"Has the king not come back yet?"

Bedivere showed a puzzled expression and said, "I remember that the Archdruid went to look for the king. With the ability of that lord, the king should have returned long ago."

"I think so."

Gawain looked at Kai, who also said, "I saw Lynn as well. With his keen senses in the forest, it would be easy for him to find the king's trace."

"Maybe there was some delay!"

After fruitless thinking, Kai could only come to this conclusion.

"Given the strength of the king and His Excellency the Archdruid, is there anyone else who can stop them except me, the king?"

Gawain raised his own doubts. He still remembered vividly the power of King Arthur in the tourney. He was able to defeat himself who was blessed at noon. With such a powerful king and the assistance of the world-famous Archdruid, what kind of problem could stop the two of them?

So the three of them fell into silence.

At this time, Lin En was still slowly rushing back in the forest. Several days of traveling had made him very tired. After all, Lin En's body was only slightly stronger than that of ordinary knights. Not to mention being comparable to the Knights of the Round Table, even Morgan's physical strength was stronger than Lin En.

"The animal-mimicking magic in druid spells seems to be able to strengthen physical fitness in a short period of time. I must try it when I have time."

Lin En moved his stiff body carefully, trying not to wake the girl in his arms with too big movements.

But perhaps the sun has lost its warmth, or perhaps the night breeze has begun to march.

Altria woke up from her sleep and realized that she was not in the familiar tent. She subconsciously exerted force and reached for her waist, but found nothing.

When Artoria opened her eyes, she naturally saw Lin En who was nearby. After realizing her situation, she immediately struggled to get up, looked around, and found that the two had not returned to the tent, so she looked at Lin En and said:

"Mr. Archdruid, where are we now? And where is my horse?"

Lin En relaxed his aching arm, then raised his finger and pointed forward, saying:

"The camp is not far ahead, we will be there soon. As for your warhorse, I will let it rest by the stream for one night."

"Why?" Altria frowned and said:

"You can command my horse to follow you even without my order."7

Lynn looked at Altria and asked an irrelevant question: "Altria, where is your sword?"

Altria then remembered a problem that she had subconsciously overlooked: King Arthur became the king of Camelot because he pulled out the Sword of the King. Now that she had not established her prestige, if people knew that King Arthur had lost the Sword of the King, even if he would not be immediately driven off the throne, there would be doubts from the nobles, and it might even lead to rebellion.

Lynn had the same idea. Without mentioning other people, if Morgan knew that the Sword of the Kingchooser was broken, he would definitely use this as an excuse to attack King Arthur. Even if he couldn't force King Arthur to abdicate, Morgan would be happy if he could make things difficult for Altria and Merlin.

Altria looked back at the camp not far away and suddenly didn't want to go back. She didn't know how to face the knights who were loyal to her. The knights were loyal to Arthur, the chosen king of Britain, not Altria.

"Is it too late to escape now?"

Lynn saw what Altria was thinking, raised his eyebrows, and said with some gloating:

"At this distance, Bedivere and Gawain should be able to see us. You may not be able to see clearly now with your back to them, but as long as you get off your horse, you will be recognized immediately without the illusion blocking you!"

Altria stopped and said angrily, "Lin! It's already this time and you're still laughing! Have you learned bad things from Merlin?"

Lin En smiled even brighter: "You're not going to call me Grand Druid anymore?"

Altria's tone stagnated, her eyes wandering as she said, "You are not my subordinate. You cannot address people of the same level by name. It is best to use honorifics. Merlin told me so."

"Merlin!" Lynn's mouth twitched. He didn't know why Merlin would teach Altria such a thing. Although social etiquette was indeed useful, it would be counterproductive when used among acquaintances.

"That's not right!" Lin En suddenly thought of something, looked at Altria, and said, "Don't you always call Merlin by his name?"

"That was Merlin's own request." Altria looked into the distance and said, "Merlin said he was the king's subject but also my teacher, and asked me to call him Teacher Merlin. I felt embarrassed so I just called him by his name."

Lynn thought about the image of Altria calling Merlin "Merlin teacher" and felt insulted by the word teacher.

"You should just call him Merlin! No need to be polite to him."

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 38: Find a Better Reason

Lin En walked into the tent. Altria was staring blankly at the candle flame on the table. When she heard the voice, she immediately looked at Lin En and said:

"Did you fool them?"

Lin En sat down on the chair, looking as if he couldn't bear to think back on the past:

"Don't mention it. They don't believe me at all that I didn't find you. They think you might have been seriously injured and I hid you away. They all said they were King Arthur's most loyal knights and were willing to go through fire and water for you. I don't know what they imagined!"

Altria understood it easily and said:

"After the war, the king suddenly disappeared while chasing the enemy. The only druid who could find the king said he got lost in the forest. You really should have found a better reason!"

"So I said King Arthur was invited by the Lady of the Lake to be her guest!"

Lin En slumped in the chair. When he saw Kay, Gawain and Bedivere waiting in front of the camp, Lin En knew that he must not let Artoria meet them. Not to mention Kay, Gawain and Bedivere probably don't know that King Arthur is a girl, but as long as they see her in person, Artoria without any illusion will be recognized immediately.

You know, although Merlin's illusion skills are superb, they cannot hide from the intuition of the Knights of the Round Table, not to mention that Altria is the Red Dragon of Britain. Anyone with a little ability can sense the surging and violent magic power in her body.

So Lin En rushed into the camp before they could see the figure on the horse clearly. Fortunately, the war was over and the barricades outside the camp were removed. So Lin En asked Altria to bury her face in his arms and rushed all the way to his tent. After hiding Altria inside, he turned around to explain to the few people.

"But I think Kai should have recognized you."

Lynn arrived at this time. Gawain and Bedivere both pledged allegiance to King Arthur after he became king. They had been together for less than half a year, so it was difficult for them to equate Altria's aura with King Arthur. But Kai was different. He was Altria's sworn brother and was very familiar with her aura. He probably recognized her the moment they passed by.

"My brother probably won't tell you."

Artoria was not worried at all. Unlike the unreliable Merlin, Kay was a very reliable brother. He should have realized something when he found out that King Arthur had turned back into Artoria. Now he should be trying to help fool Gawain and Bedivere.

"But this is not a long-term solution. Lord Gawain and Lord Bedivere may have regarded me as your prisoner. Even if they don't come tonight, they will come tomorrow to ask about my true identity. And I'm afraid that as soon as we meet, they will recognize me as King Arthur."

Altria turned her head and looked at the flickering candlelight, as if it contained a way to restore the Sword in the Stone.