I'm a druid in Type Moon

On the high tower at the top of the castle, Lynn opened his eyes, made a mark on the map, then closed his eyes and returned his perception to the birds in the sky.

The tower was built immediately after Lynn took office, and it took nearly a month to complete. Lynn supervised the entire process and ensured that it was exactly the same as the design.

After the construction was completed, Lin En spent several days turning the entire tower into his own position. The green vines wrapped around the entire castle, and the magic in the earth veins flowed into the tower along the vines. Then he used the formation to isolate the tower from the outside world, artificially creating a high-concentration magic area.

In this area, Lin En's magic can be amplified several times. Although it is impossible to transform the entire tower into a foreign land, it is enough for Lin En to use.

Lin En used the tower as a signal tower, the natural allies as the terminal, and his consciousness as the signal. Without Lin En's orders, the natural allies would move freely near the border. Once they found traces of humans, Lin En would descend with his consciousness, determine the other party's tracks, and then guide the nearest knight squad to intercept, and then move to the next position after the end.

Thanks to Lin En's efforts, no team of soldiers was able to break through the blockade on the border during these two days, and the autumn harvest in the territory was carried out in an orderly manner.

"Five more days!"

Lynn opened his eyes again, picked up the quill and wrote a few words on the map, then sat back weakly in the chair.

The autumn harvest takes about a week, and that's if everything goes well. If it rains or there's a typhoon, Lin En will need to mobilize troops to speed up the harvest, and then there will definitely be enemy troops breaking through the blockade. Those with a little conscience might set a fire and run away, while those without conscience might poison the water source. Lin En doesn't dare to bet on whether those knights believe in their chivalry.

Ivan, who had been waiting outside the door, heard the noise inside and walked in with a plate of freshly brewed green tea. This is a luxury product that has only become popular in Europe in recent years. Tea shipped through the Silk Road is more valuable than gold. Lin En only has a small jar in his hand, which was given to him by King Arthur.

"According to what you said, I didn't add any milk or sugar, I just used hot water to make it. I don't know if it suits your taste."

Ivan picked up the teapot, and the clear tea flowed down the spout, swirling in the small teacup. The fragrance came, and Lin En's tense nerves relaxed a lot.

This teapot was also a luxury product transported from the far east via the Silk Road. After being snapped up by various kings along the way, very few porcelains could reach Britain. Even with Lin En's eyes, he could see that the quality of this teapot was not good, and the glaze even had some flaws. But this was already a treasure that could be placed in the Camelot treasury.

"It's too far away after all!"

Lin En sighed and raised his hand to touch the teapot. There were mountains and rivers painted on it, but Lin En couldn't tell where it was.

After blowing on the hot tea, Lin En took a sip, feeling the fragrance of the tea spreading in his mouth, and couldn't help but sigh:

"I've never tasted such good tea in my entire life! And now I'm drinking it thousands of miles away!"

Since Lin En spoke these words in Chinese, Ivan did not understand what he was saying. He just thought it was the language between magicians and did not pay much attention to it.

Lin En held the teacup and sat back in his chair, taking a sip from time to time. He said to Ivan beside him:

"What's the situation in the territory these two days?"

In order to deal with this war, Lin En devoted all his energy to the border, and most of the affairs in the territory were left to Ivan.

Before becoming Lynn's butler, Ivan was a member of the Kingdom Knights and a close confidant of the late King Uther, so he had a high level of knowledge. He also accumulated experience in the process of managing the farm. Under the premise that nothing major happened, Ivan was even more adept at managing the territory than Lynn.

"Nothing serious happened! The civilians were busy harvesting, and the patrol team did not find any strangers coming to the territory. Mel's caravan left the territory a few days ago and headed towards the capital."

"All water sources are guarded 24 hours a day, and there are knights patrolling morning and night."

"There have been reports of wild animals appearing in the nearby forests recently, but no one was injured. I have sent someone to notify the nearby hunters."

“The only thing you need to pay attention to is the food!”

Lin En frowned when he heard this and asked in confusion:

"When we left the capital, we brought enough food to last until the autumn harvest. Together with the food stored in the original territory, there should be enough food even without the sacrifice. Moreover, the autumn harvest this time was several weeks earlier, and the newly harvested wheat can be eaten immediately. How could there be a food problem?"

Ivan hesitated for a moment, then spoke:

"Sir, it's not a problem of bread, but a lack of meat. Ordinary soldiers can eat black bread, but elite soldiers need white bread occasionally, and guards need meat, not to mention the knights. The frequency of battles in the past few days has been extremely high, and almost all of the day is spent on horseback. Without enough meat, the knights' combat effectiveness cannot be guaranteed."

In the time of King Arthur, meat was a luxury. Among the common people, only merchants and hunters could eat meat occasionally. The rest of the common people would only buy some meat to celebrate the grandest festival of the year, Samhain, and this was considered a wealthy family. Ordinary families could only buy a few loaves of white bread at most.

The root cause was that breeding technology had not yet developed at that time, and the supply of meat mainly came from the forest. The nobles' farms could only meet a small part of it, and most of it was purchased from hunters.

As the autumn harvest was approaching, the hunters put down their bows and arrows and picked up sickles to harvest. Naturally, there was no meat supply.

If there had not been this war, the knights would have gathered together in the past few days to go on an autumn hunt, obtaining large amounts of meat and preserving them to survive the coming cold winter.

Under the influence of these various factors, the meat reserves in Lin's territory were far from sufficient to supply all the knights. Although they did not slack off, complaints were inevitable.

Lin En had no way to deal with this matter. After all, as a druid, although he did not object to hunting for survival, it was impossible for him to kill animals in large numbers just for the knights to have meat to eat.

Lin En thought about it, hesitated for a long time, and then gritted his teeth and said:

"Go to the warehouse and take out my honey. Give each knight a small jar."

When Lin En said this, he felt his heart bleeding. If meat is a luxury, then sugar is a treasure that cannot be bought even with money. For people of this era, the only source of sugar is honey, and honey requires people to risk going to the forest and collecting it under the threat of bee swarms. Sometimes the price of a jar of honey may be a life.

The honey in Lin En's hand was brought when he left the capital. Honey was only sold in the capital where caravans gathered. In other places, honey was usually a tribute to the lord, and sometimes it could even exempt him from half a year's tax.

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 65: The Call

Honey solved the problem of insufficient meat. The knights praised the generosity of the lord. Even knights could hardly eat such luxury. The high sugar content of honey effectively replenished the knights' physical strength. After the battle, they could eat a little and rush to the next battle immediately.

This exploratory war was passed peacefully. After a week, the war on the border stopped immediately. It was obvious that the commander of the other side was a very rational person. Even after a week of useless work, he was not impatient at all. He decisively gave up after losing the opportunity to fight.

"He is a good commander, but unfortunately I don't know who he is. There is no detailed record about the humble king in the Arthurian legend. King Arthur has thirteen Knights of the Round Table, but what about the humble king? The humble king who was able to suppress King Uther and fight against King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table must have capable subordinates."

Lynn once asked Merlin this question, and this is how Merlin answered.

"For a humble king with a British body, he can easily train ordinary knights. Even the elite knights in the Kingdom's Knights are just bigger ants in his eyes. The only ones who can cause harm to him, apart from King Arthur, are probably Gawain, the Knight of the Sun in his heyday, and Lancelot, the future Knight of the Lake, in the Knights of the Round Table!"

Even Merlin does not know the true fighting power of the King. The King, known as the "incarnation of Britain", is equivalent to a living god as long as he does not leave Britain, and his territory is his kingdom of God.

"How did King Arthur defeat such an enemy?"

Lin En couldn't figure it out. However, King Arthur was called the White Dragon of Britain, and King Arthur was the Red Dragon of Britain. The two must have similarities in mysticism. Perhaps King Arthur could do the same thing as King Arthur (turning into a dragon).

That's right! According to Merlin, the humble king can turn into a dragon. That's the dragon body he shaped by absorbing the power of Britain over the past few decades! It's both a fantasy species and a god species!

Ivan pushed open the door to the study and saw his lord in a daze again. Since the war was declared over last night, Lin En often stayed in the study in a daze, sipping the hot tea in his hand from time to time.

According to Ivan's experience, this is a sequelae of being busy for a long time, commonly known as having nothing to do.

Indeed, after both sides tacitly ended the war, peace returned to the border. Except for the fixed patrol teams, the knights of both sides stayed in their respective manors to rest.

After the autumn harvest, there was nothing much to do in the territory. The civilians were busy grinding wheat into flour and storing food to survive the coming winter.

If there was nothing else, Ivan would also be willing to stay in the study with the master, make a pot of tea, and spend the afternoon. Unfortunately, this time he had something serious to ask.

"Sir! The Knights wish to hold an autumn hunt, and I have come to ask for your opinion."

Lynn woke up from his wild thoughts, blinked and looked at Ivan in confusion.

"Autumn hunting? If they want to go, then go! Why are you asking me?"

Ivan was silent for a moment. He knew that his lord was not a knight and did not understand the ins and outs of this, so he explained:

"According to custom, the autumn hunt is conducted by the lord leading the knights, and they also have to bring their relatives along. In addition to hunting, the main purpose is to build relationships."

"Usually the knights are in their respective manors, and they will not gather together unless there is something important. But the autumn hunt is a good opportunity for the knights to learn from each other and compare their archery skills. The families will also take this opportunity to exchange feelings. Some cooperation is decided during the autumn hunt."

"Most importantly, there was no banquet when you arrived at the territory, and this was your first autumn hunt since arriving in the territory. The knights all wanted to get acquainted with you."

In fact, Ivan didn't say one more thing. Will, the original lord of the territory, did not leave, and the knights who were loyal to him also stayed in the territory. After all, there was a layer of separation between these knights and the knights brought by Lin En.

According to the custom among nobles, the newly appointed lord needs to hold a banquet for the entire territory to demonstrate his authority. But when Lin En arrived at the territory, he was facing war and food shortages, so he had no intention of holding a banquet, so it was delayed until now.

Lin En also figured this out. Most druids were of noble origin, and these social customs were also written into the travel notes as experience. Lin En just didn't think of it for the time being.

But even though he understood, Lynn still shook his head and rejected the knights' invitation.

Although Lin En, as a druid, was a bit strange, with no organizational constraints or oaths to restrain him, he still subconsciously hated meaningless killing.

"I will hold a formal banquet after the autumn hunt. You will go to the autumn hunt in my place!"

Strictly speaking, a butler cannot attend a banquet on behalf of the host, but there are exceptions. Lin En is an orphan and has never been married. His close friends are all in the capital, so Ivan the butler is the closest person to Lin En in the territory.

Most importantly, Ivan is a knight and also a knight.

So the next day, Ivan led the Knights to hunt in the forest near the border, so that they could arrive quickly if any situation was discovered.

Lynn was left alone in the castle. He climbed to the top floor of the castle and entered the tower.

The magic circle awakened, and a faint light illuminated the surroundings. Lin En walked to the center of the magic circle and slowly closed his eyes.

He did not borrow the vision of his natural ally, but expanded his own perception as much as possible, sensing the rhythm of nature.

Since that great sacrifice, Lynn felt that some subtle changes had taken place in Britain. The power of nature began to revive in this land.

Although there were only tender buds, Lynn could already feel the rhythm of nature instead of the deadness as before.

Was it because of the sacrifice? Lin En was not sure. Even Ruger, the Celtic God King, was not qualified to negotiate with the restraining force. Unless Britain accepted the fate of the passing of the Gods, nature would never bless Britain.

Why? Lin En found a clue. When Lin En activated the magic circle for the first time, he felt something was calling him. After Lin En verified it many times, he found the source of the call.

In the capital of the humble king, there was a voice calling him. It was the voice of the druid!

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 66: The Long Journey

Druids have a unique way of communicating, similar to the chirping of birds and the traces of trees. Druids can record information on these things to ensure that secrets are not leaked.

The oak forest in Avalon is the record left by generations of druids. Except for the druids, other magicians cannot read the information contained therein.

The summons that Lin En received were similar to such a message. This message was contained in the blowing north wind and recorded in the seeds flying in the wind. Only druids could feel the meaning of it.

“They’re asking me for help!”

The information was intermittent and scattered in the wind. With Lin En's ability, it was impossible to collect complete information.

Lin En remembered that in the Druid's classics, there was a record of a power called Windtalker, which could send sound through the ubiquitous wind to distant places. The only drawback was that the receiver also needed to have extremely high Druid attainments, otherwise he would not be able to obtain the information contained in it.

Unfortunately, Lin En had no experience in this area. Druids worship nature and manipulate the four elements: earth, water, fire, and wind. Lin En specialized in the earth attribute and controlling plants and animals.

But due to the existence of natural consciousness, Lin En still received this information. So, a multiple-choice question was placed in front of Lin En.

A small-scale war has just taken place on the border, and it is winter again. A major war will not break out before the beginning of next spring.

After collecting the autumn grain, King Arthur continued his road to unification. More and more knights joined his army, and the Knights of the Round Table also had new members.

If Lin En wanted to spend the next few months in peace, then staying at the border would be the best option. But Merlin would not let him have it so easy and would definitely find ways to give him various tasks.

Instead of engaging in intrigues with those nobles, it might be a better choice to go to the King's territory alone to investigate.

The last time they went to the territory of the humble king was when they traveled with Altria and the others. If it weren't for Merlin's interference, they might have been able to stay there for a while and get more information. But under Merlin's design, they were almost chased back to Camelot by the army.

This time, only Lin En was there. Even if his identity was exposed, as a druid, he would not be executed immediately. After all, almost all the druids of the previous generation stood on the side of the humble king, and the knights and nobles who followed the humble king still believed in druids. Unlike Camelot, several countries have begun to spread the glory of God.

"It seems that I should be on the side of the humble king!"

Lin En frowned, feeling that he had discovered something incredible. If the old man who adopted him sent him to the humble king, then the title of this book should become "Adopted by the White Dragon at the Beginning, Directly Conferred the Title of Marquis and Prime Minister". Except for the risk of being killed by King Arthur's sword, there is no danger.

So why did the old man send him to Merlin? Although Lin En was very grateful to the old man for adopting him, he also knew that the old man did not have deep feelings for him and his only requirement for him was to pass on the Druid tradition.

Did the old man know the end of Britain more than a decade ago? Knowing that the humble king was doomed to fail, and not knowing who the chosen king would be, he could only entrust it to Merlin who made this prophecy.

Since the old man knew, did the other druids know? As druids who could communicate with nature, were there any who could communicate with the restraining force? Did they still choose to support the humble king even though they knew that the outcome was doomed to fail?

Lin En had more and more mysteries in his mind. According to the old man's description, all the druids except him had died, and he was the only one who escaped. Merlin also said that no new druids could be born in Britain.

Lynn also tried to guide others onto the druid path, but all failed.

“All the answers are there!”

Lin En looked up, his eyes piercing through the masonry to the king's territory. There was a druid who, like Lin En, had escaped fate.

After making up his mind, Lin En began to prepare the necessary gifts for the long journey.

Actually, there is nothing to prepare for. As a druid, surviving in the wild is almost a daily routine. Many druids spend more time in the wild than among people, and each druid will record this knowledge in his or her travel notes.

Although Lin En was not a qualified druid, with only six years of apprenticeship and not much time to travel, he became a lord after he became an adult. But Lin En had a trick! With the help of natural consciousness, there was always someone to remind him whether he was collecting food or keeping watch, and even malicious intent could not be hidden from him.

So Lynn only took a small jar of honey from Avalon, mounted his warhorse, put on a somewhat worn-out armor, took his oak staff and the sword given by Merlin, and headed for the border.

Lin En entrusted the affairs of the territory to Ivan, and the lord's badge and token were left in the study, and no one except Ivan could enter. Lin En also left a letter to Altria and Kai, in case they wanted to recall Lin En to the capital, Ivan would give the letter to them.

But Lin En, who was galloping on his horse, didn't know that there were some small flaws in his plan. The moment he left Camelot, Merlin sensed this. The next moment, he used teleportation to reach the border, and after a brief identification of the location, he arrived at the castle.

The castle guards didn't notice Merlin's entry at all. Merlin had a smooth journey and only stayed in front of the tower for a few seconds before entering Lynn's study.

The letters were placed on the desk, and Merlin first opened the one addressed to Ivan. After reading the contents of the letter, he hesitated for a moment, picked up the quill pen beside him, and began to write again, imitating Lin En's handwriting.

"You are still too young to be sensitive to the twists and turns of these nobles. I remember that the nearest noble territory belongs to the Agares family. Write a letter and ask them to help. Don't wait until Lin En comes back and the territory becomes a mess."

After writing in detail several policies that would be beneficial to the territory, Merlin sealed the letter again and then opened the letter addressed to Artoria and Kai.

After reading it, Merlin sighed and murmured:

"Is it still not avoided? I thought that with Leah's charm, he wouldn't want to go there, but I didn't expect that I was wrong! Is Leah's charm not enough?"

Merlin shook his head, put the letter in his arms, prepared to hand it directly to Altria, and disappeared in the magic tower in an instant.

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 67: It Seems Like a World Ago

After crossing the border, Lin En cast an illusion on himself, distorting the light around him to achieve the effect of invisibility. Since receiving the blessing of the God of Sun and Light, Lin En began to learn magic related to light attributes.

Unfortunately, druids were not good at this kind of magic, so Lin En could only find some magic from other factions in the classics to learn, and this magic of distorting light was his reward. Although he was not very skilled, he could only distort light but not cover up sound, and there was even a very obvious sense of distortion when looking at it from close up.

But on this green plain, this little flaw disappeared. Only a famous British archer could find this incongruity on this green land. As long as the warhorse ran fast enough, ordinary patrol soldiers would only realize that something flashed in their field of vision, but when they looked back, they could not see anything, so they would think that it was an illusion of their eyes.