I'm a druid in Type Moon

Merlin meant that this time the Knights Templar would go out in the name of Camelot instead of Lynn. Camelot would be responsible for the logistics of the entire Knights Templar and give corresponding rewards.

Lin En nodded, not at all surprised. When the Knights of the Round Table had not yet assembled and the Kingdom Knights needed to protect the capital, the only thing the entire Camelot could do was Lin En's Knights of the Church.

After all, Camelot has just begun to recover, and is far from its later heyday. The most elite Knights of the Round Table are not even half complete yet, and the original main force, the Kingdom Knights, has also seriously declined in combat effectiveness due to years of laxity. One of the main tasks of Gawain and Kai is to reorganize the Kingdom Knights.

"The border defenses are also handed over to you. All the knights and soldiers stationed there must obey your orders."

The border between Camelot and the King of Bie is not an invisible line, but consists of two castles not far from each other. Both sides stationed soldiers in the castles and would test each other on weekdays. If one side launched a large-scale attack, the other side would defend the castle and send people to notify the nearby nobles and the capital, and finally it would turn into a war.

However, since King Uther fell seriously ill, King Ben has not appeared on the battlefield for a long time. Although he is still hostile, he has not taken the initiative to attack.

"As for the soldiers, I can only give you rations for a thousand men at most. For more, you have to figure it out on your own!"

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 60: The First Battle

The next morning, Lynn led the Knights of the Church and a thousand soldiers armed only with weapons and headed towards the border.

"Merlin, this guy, urged me to leave early in the morning. He even didn't stay at any noble lady's house yesterday! Something is wrong, there must be something wrong! Could it be that something happened to the humble king that I don't know about?"

Lin En couldn't figure it out. After all, Mushroom didn't describe in detail the war between King Arthur and the Beast King, and it was unknown how many discrepancies there were in Type-Moon's history. Therefore, Lin En could be said to be completely unaware of his opponent.

At this time, at the top of the tall tower in the palace, Morgan, wearing a wizard robe, was looking in the direction of Lynn, and his sight seemed to be able to see Lynn's figure across the long distance.

"Leaving at this time? Lynn, then I won't have to worry about you! Agguiwen, my child, I want you to assassinate King Arthur. You can decide the time and place, but it's better to do it before the Archdruid comes back, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

"Yes, Mother!"

In the shadows behind her, the armored knight answered crisply, but there was no trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

"King Arthur? Let me see if you are the right person!"

In the palace, Merlin, who was teaching King Arthur and Kay how to handle government affairs, suddenly raised his head and saw a large number of knights rushing towards Camelot in the distance. The smile on his face became more obvious.

"It's almost there! It's almost there! Soon the entire Knights of the Round Table will be assembled! Then I can find a way to retire!"

The only variable was away from the center of the times, and the trajectory of fate returned to the right track at this moment.

.................

Seven days passed in a flash. Because there were a large number of soldiers on temporary duty to escort supplies, the Knights of the Church needed to match their speed, so it took Lin En a whole week to get from the capital to the border. Fortunately, it did not exceed the expected time.

The lord of the border castle simply handed over all the power in his hands, and he arranged to send his family to the capital, which was much safer than the castle. He served under Lin En and introduced him to the inside and outside of the castle.

At night, Lin En moved into the room of the former lord. The precious decorations in the room were sent to the lord's current residence by Lin En, but the furniture that the lord had carefully crafted remained in the room. If these furniture were sent over, the lord would probably not be able to sleep tonight.

Lin En had a good rest. When he woke up the next day, he felt refreshed and even more comfortable than in Camelot.

"That's strange. I feel like the concentration of True Aether here is even denser than around Camelot City?"

Lin En was a little puzzled. The last time he came here, he was only responsible for escaping, and he didn't know much about the situation here.

However, if Lin En guessed correctly, these true ethers should have come from the territory of the humble king. After all, as the white dragon of Britain and a fool who wants to reverse his fate, the concentration of true ether in the territory of the humble king is indeed higher than that in Camelot.

This also means that the amount of grain that can be produced in the Bie King's territory is much more than that in Camelot, enough to support the Bie King in launching a war.

The question is whether the True Aether has increased during this period of time, or has it always been like this. Unfortunately, the knight stationed in this castle cannot sense the True Aether in the atmosphere, and even because of his old age, he has slacked off in his daily training. Otherwise, based on the time he has practiced and the benefits he has gained, he can roughly calculate the time when this change occurred.

But soon, Lin En had no time to think about the problem of magic. On the distant horizon, a vanguard of 20 to 30 people rushed towards the castle, led by two knights, but they were shrouded in shadows.

Lin En had no intention of attacking them, but instead told his men to capture a few alive for interrogation. He then gave them the platform and left quietly.

The sound of weapons clashing could be heard outside the castle. Two knights were riding on their horses and fighting each other, their sharp spears stabbing at each other's vital points.

At this time, Lin En had already arrived at the half-open castle gate, observing the other party's every move, but soon showed a look of doubt.

The two knights fighting were of similar strength, and both wanted to die together. The difference was that the knight on Lin En's side was the original lord of the castle. With rich combat experience, although he could not defeat the opponent quickly, he could still kill the opponent slowly over time.

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 61: Results of Research

Lin En stood on the tower of the castle, squinting his eyes and looking into the distance. His originally extremely strong eyesight had completely surpassed the limits of human beings after being blessed by magic. Even standing here, he could clearly see the battlefield in the distance.

"Is that a dragon scale soldier? It doesn't look like one!"

In Lynn's vision, two knights were dueling surrounded by soldiers.

The knights belonging to King Arthur were the confidants of the former King Uther. Although they were not as good as the future Knights of the Round Table, they were not comparable to ordinary knights. Logically speaking, with his ability, it would not take so long to deal with an enemy reconnaissance team.

But his opponent was no ordinary knight. After finding out that he was no match for him, the captain of the reconnaissance team decisively used his trump card: a white scale hanging on his chest. Then the dark magic began to surge through his body, transforming his body into a weapon specialized in killing. Spikes grew out of his limbs, and the armor on his chest was stained with black flames, but that was all. Although his strength was greatly improved, he was not as good as the one that Lin En and Altria had encountered when they traveled.

"The technology has been improved? Who is it? I don't have this ability. Is it some hidden magician who can't hold back anymore?"

Lin En's eyes flickered. In the age of King Arthur, all magicians were overshadowed by the glory of Merlin and Morgan. Even in the legends, their opponents were each other, and there was no room for others to interfere.

But in fact, as the only place on the planet where the True Aether still remains, this is the last place for many magicians to stay. After all, when the True Aether completely disappears, most of these magicians' magic will be useless.

All the magicians are now gathering together to study magic suitable for the next era, instead of getting involved in this war and getting into trouble with the two monsters Merlin and Morgan.

You should know that Morgan is also Merlin's disciple. Although Morgan and Merlin don't get along well now, their attitude towards other magicians is the same, that is, they are absolutely not allowed to interfere in the world.

In addition, the leader of the magicians, the Marshal of Magic, and the second magician Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg. As one of King Solomon's disciples, he inherited his master's mission, turning the miracles in the hands of the gods into a power that humans can touch, and created the mineral department, one of the twelve departments of magic in later generations.

Under his mandatory order, all the magicians under his command stayed in the imaginary space opened up by him personally, waiting for the end of this Age of Gods.

Due to many factors, there was no other magician in the entire British continent except Merlin and Morgan. As for Lynn, it was an accident. Lynn was a druid and was not very old. He was only proficient in life magic for the time being.

Lin En carefully observed the blackened knight and could see that the power brought to him by the scales was not weak. He went from being in danger to being able to suppress his opponent. Although it would be difficult to determine the winner for the time being, it was only a matter of time.

Lin En frowned. This was his first stop after coming to the border. Although there was only a knight leading a small group of soldiers and the opponent was only a small group of scouts, their victory or defeat would not affect the subsequent war, but Lin En still felt a little unhappy and hesitated whether to give two buffs to the knight on his side.

The problem was that Lin En was not sure whether this violated the knight's chivalry. In this era when chivalry was prevalent, knights really disobeyed the king's orders for the sake of morality. The more aggressive ones would even stop fighting directly or contradict their superiors, and a duel could easily break out.

In the minds of many knights in Camelot, relying on the strength of others in a duel is an act that goes against the spirit of chivalry.

Lin En hesitated for a long time, until he saw that his knights were about to be defeated and the soldiers were vaguely planning to escape. Then Lin En reached out his hand, raised the oak stick and shook it heavily, and the end of the stick sank directly into the bricks and stones under his feet.

The knights accompanying him thought that Lin En was angry, and they all asked for orders to lead the troops to chase and kill. In their eyes, they were doomed to fail and the enemy would soon escape, so leading the troops to chase now might still allow them to catch up.

But Lin En's shock was actually using the oak staff to transfer magic power into the earth, and then with the help of the earth, he transferred this magic power to the battlefield in the distance.

On the battlefield, the knight who was originally being beaten suddenly felt a weak force surging from the soles of his feet into his whole body. At first he thought he was hallucinating. After all, this force was too weak and was of almost no help to him.

But then the true ether in the atmosphere began to flow into his body under the attraction of this force, rushing violently into his limbs and bones, replenishing his physical strength while strengthening his muscles.

With the help of this force, the knight slowly pushed the sword back, and his legs, which were about to kneel down, straightened up.

The dragon-scale soldier, who was shrouded in black air, began to lose some of his strength, and the violent magic power on his body began to slowly decline. The black mist that enveloped his entire body also began to dissipate, revealing his covered body.

Lin En narrowed his eyes. Without the obstruction of the black fog, Lin En could see more clearly. The things growing on the knight's body were more like thorns on vines than dragon claws. They were just stained with a layer of dark magic, making them look metallic.

"So they are not Longling soldiers, but rattan armor soldiers?"

Lin En was even more confused. The dragon scale soldiers could be said to be something that the humble king had comprehended after possessing the body of a white dragon, but the vine armor soldiers had nothing to do with dragon species. They were more like the methods of a druid.

But the last druid in this world is Lin En. Except for him, all the druids died in the war between King Uther and King Bhir decades ago. Who else has such ability?

"It can't be possible that the humble king figured it out himself!"

Such a thought popped up in Lin En's mind, but then he put it behind him. Before he fell into the path of evil, the King was a genuine knight, a first-rate fighter but a brainless and stubborn person. Otherwise, how could he do such a thing as going against human nature alone?

At this time, the situation on the battlefield had completely reversed. The knight with the help of Lin En suppressed his opponent. At the same time, the black mist on the opposite knight was about to disappear, and the armor condensed on his body began to fall off piece by piece.

Finally, the knight stabbed his opponent to death with one sword and cut off his head. The soldiers who saw this scene began to cheer and rushed towards the soldiers on the opposite side who had lost their command.

Lynn used the breeze to carry his voice to the knight's ears and asked him to bring back the opponent's body.

After the first battle, the knights surrounding Lynn retreated one after another, leaving Lynn alone to think about the next move.

In the end, Lin En decided to take things one step at a time. He was not a military genius, and even if he had acquired the knowledge accumulated by the Druid Order, he would not be able to immediately master it. The knowledge he had acquired was only knowledge after all, and only after practice could he know the truth.

At night, Lin En stood in the basement of the castle. The bodies of the rattan armor soldiers who died on the battlefield today lay on the stone slab in front of him.

Lin En drew out his sword and easily separated the armor on his body. The touch did not feel like metal, but more like a tough plant.

As the armor was cut open, the body hidden inside was revealed, like the remains of a dead plant, which was of no use except to be burned.

Lin En's face was calm as he pulled out his knife and cut open his wrinkled skin. The lifeless skin still retained its former willfulness. Lin En's knife was made by an ordinary blacksmith. Although it used the hundred-tempered steel forged under Lin En's guidance, it was still just an ordinary object. Even cutting this skin was a bit difficult.

So Lynn had to use magic to strengthen the material of the knife, and then cut a big hole.

As Lin En expected, the muscles under the skin had been almost sucked dry, leaving only a thin layer of old skin covering the pale bones. Even when Lin En cut it open, not a drop of blood flowed out.

Lin En put down the knife and picked up the armor that was placed aside. Compared to the knight who was sucked dry, the armor was not damaged much, but the place where the metal should have been was occupied by dense roots.

Plants in nature can only absorb nutrients from the soil, but plants in the mysterious world are different. Even metals can be turned into nutrients for them.

Lin En picked up the knife and tried it. Even the blade that Lin En had strengthened could not cut through the armor. Lin En picked up a knight's standard long sword from the side and stabbed it with the same force as an ordinary knight. The tip of the sword hit the armor, but only left a shallow white mark.

Lin En's expression became more solemn. You know, the owner of this armor is gone, and the inactive plants have become more fragile, but even so, ordinary knights still cannot break his defense.

This also means that the humble king has a great advantage over ordinary knights. You know, even now when the glory of the Age of Gods has not completely dissipated, there are only a few knights who can practice and use magic to strengthen themselves. Most knights become stronger little by little by constantly swinging their swords.

Only knights from noble families can use magic in a systematic and complete way, and can absorb the true ether in the atmosphere to strengthen their bodies. And only knights with amazing talents and good luck can strengthen their bodies and practice magic at the same time, and can even use ordinary weapons to cut out sword energy and reach the realm of great knights.

Only those who have reached the level of Grand Knight can ignore this strange armor. The sharp blade wrapped in sword energy can easily cut through the armor made of refined steel. This crudely made armor cannot stop them.

That's right, it's shoddy! According to Lin En's further research, the principle of this kind of vine armor is actually to plant seeds refined by magic into the human body, use the flesh as nutrients to supply the seeds to grow, use branches to replace the flesh, and roots to replace nerves. Then, with amazing willpower, it has this power far beyond that of ordinary people.

According to Lynn's calculations, this power can not only enable a well-trained knight to have the physical strength comparable to that of a great knight in a short period of time, but also allow ordinary people to compete with knights who have been training since childhood.

"The question now is how many of these things the humble king has!"

Lin En carefully took out a seed that still had some vitality from the dead branches. Leaving offspring is the instinct of living things, even for this obviously contaminated plant. The burnt trunk left the last protective shell for the seed. If the body is buried in the soil, green sprouts will probably grow tomorrow spring!

Lynn did what he thought. He buried the remaining body in an open space in the castle, planted the seeds, applied enough fertilizer, and asked Ivan to water it regularly and watch over it personally before returning to his bedroom.

After a dreamless night, Lin En joined the knights' morning exercise with great energy. After Lin En defeated all the knights with his exquisite sword skills and powerful strength, the knights who were originally a little dissatisfied with him as the lord who came from the sky were all convinced and willing to obey Lin En's orders.

The knights of this era were so innocent that as long as you were strong enough and did not violate the principles of chivalry, the knights would be willing to obey your command. It would be even better if you had a prominent status or noble bloodline.

Although Lin En did not have noble blood, he was a great druid, and even King Arthur was half a head lower than him in terms of status. It was more than enough for him to lead these knights who were only border barons at most.

As Lin En began to issue orders, countless soldiers mounted their horses and marched in all directions under the leadership of the knights. Lin En wanted to know all the situations within hundreds of kilometers nearby, and he also needed a more detailed map. The map in the castle could only show the general terrain and direction, and the specific distance could only be determined by the oral description of the locals.

Then Lin En summoned all the officials in the territory and began to inquire about the situation of the territory in the past ten years. Although the previous lord was King Uther's confidant, he was not of noble birth, but a rare knight of commoner birth in this era. He was lucky enough to be appreciated by King Uther and was knighted by King Uther after several battles.

Among the last few orders issued by King Uther before he fell seriously ill, there was an order for him to guard the border, and he was also promoted to baron, which meant he entered the class of nobility.

But the disadvantages of being born in a poor family also emerged. The previous lord was a good leader in battle and never cowardly in single combat, but it was too difficult for him to govern the territory or deal with those cunning nobles. If it weren't for the support of his colleagues in the Kingdom Knights, Merlin and Morgan also paid more attention to him, and he was also needed to guard the border. Those greedy lords had long wanted to take away this territory.

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 62: A Great Change of Territory

Therefore, Lin En’s first step when he came here was not to train soldiers or adjust the defense, but to take back everything that originally belonged to this territory.

Lin En was holding the account books handed over by the officials. Although he didn't know what system Britain used in this era, the account books in Lin En's hand were all recorded in Arabic numerals.

Lin En flipped through the account book in his hand and asked the tax collector in front of him from time to time. This tax collector was brought from the capital by the previous lord when he took office. He was originally a traveling merchant near the capital.

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At this time, the tax collector was sitting in front of Lin En, trembling with fear, and dared to sit on only half of the chair. After all, no one knew what the temperament of the new lord was. If he was the kind of noble who could not tolerate any sand in his eyes, then his life would be over here today.

"Peng!"

Lin En went to the account book and rubbed his temples to rest his tired eyes. This tax collector was obviously a commoner. Although he had learned words and numbers during his years of traveling business, his handwriting was too ugly, which made Lin En, who was in charge of the cursive handwriting of the nobles, feel very uncomfortable.

"Your name is Mel, right?"

Lynn asked first.

"Yes, my lord!"

The tax officer who heard the voice immediately stood up and performed a not very standard etiquette, saying:

"My name is Mel."

Lin En nodded. There were many civilians who only had a first name but no last name. Lin En waved the account book in his hand and continued:

"You taught yourself writing and math, didn't you? You didn't learn very well, and you made many mistakes in many places, but you also wrote some of them down intentionally. Fortunately, there aren't many discrepancies overall, and the money you took was returned after a period of time, and there was even more. Tell me, what's going on?"

After hearing this, the tax officer knelt down with a plop and said with a big head, "I, I, I did a little business outside..."

Lin En listened patiently. Before he became a tax collector, he was a small businessman traveling around various cities. After hearing that a tax collector was needed at the border, he spent most of his property to obtain this position. After all, the status of merchants in this era was not high.

After becoming a tax officer, Mel settled down on the border. Relying on the communication skills developed from many years of business, Mel successfully completed the work of a tax officer. He even took advantage of his own advantages to marry a nice girl, who even gave birth to a son.

But after his son was born, Mel discovered a problem. The tax collector's salary was enough for him and his family to live on, but it was still out of reach to cross the class. In this era, there were only two classes, commoners and nobles. The tax collector was essentially just a servant of the nobles and still belonged to the common people.

Mel knew that he could no longer climb up the social ladder, but he hoped that his son could become a knight, or at least a knight's squire. But it was almost impossible for a commoner's child to become a knight, unless he was gifted and could naturally absorb the magic power of the Great Source to strengthen himself, otherwise his physical fitness could never be compared with that of a well-nourished noble child.

Mel's son was not a gifted person, so Mel could only find ways to ensure that he had adequate nutrition, and the first thing was enough meat and milk.

For this reason, Meier specially raised a few dairy cows, chickens and ducks at home, and usually bought some fish and vegetables at the market to supplement nutrition. This was the recipe he asked the lord's steward, which was a simplified version of the recipes of those noble children.

But even this simplified diet put a lot of pressure on Mel, and it was difficult to maintain even if he and his wife lived frugally, so Mel turned his attention to the taxes collected.

Of course, Mel didn't have the guts to embezzle the lord's property, so he went back to his old profession as a peddler. But now he was the tax collector in the territory, so he couldn't leave the territory at will, so he found a few trustworthy people to help with the transportation, and he kept in touch with his connections through letters.

Naturally, traveling merchants would occasionally suffer losses, and Mel used most of his property to train his son. So when he had no principal in hand, Mel would embezzle part of the public funds and put it back after the next profit arrived.