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Moreover, this little magic requires very little magic power. Lin En can maintain it just by relying on the magic power extracted from breathing.

In order to avoid being caught by the patrol, Lin En kept the horse running at full speed and cast a healing spell on it every ten minutes. In this way, he passed through the buffer zone.

Lynn didn't stop to rest until he saw the first village.

"Merlin probably can't catch up!"

Lin En muttered suspiciously. For Lin En, the first obstacle to this plan was not the border patrol, but the elusive Merlin. Even if he was at the border, as long as Merlin was willing, Lin En believed that he would know his every move. Lin En was not confident that he could block Merlin's EX clairvoyance.

Merlin has not yet been imprisoned in the Tower of the End. He cannot see the past and the future and can only focus on the present. Therefore, all changes of this era cannot escape his eyes.

The only one who could possibly block Merlin's sight, besides Morgan, might be the White Dragon of Britain. And Merlin's cautious character would not risk an early war by entering the territory of the humble king.

Of course, Lin En was not confident in his speculation, so he hurried into the territory of the humble king.

After waiting for a long time, Merlin did not suddenly appear, so Lin En breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Merlin was not staring at him.

He took off his heavy armor and stuck the oak stick into the soil to form a small barrier. He took off the sword from his waist and put it on the ground. Lin En loosened the reins of the warhorse and let it move freely while he sat under the shade of the tree to rest.

It was already dusk, and the village in the distance was shrouded in the setting sun. The afterglow cast a shadow like a layer of old filter, with the white houses and black tiles clearly distinguished in layers.

The returning farmers greeted each other at the entrance of the village. Smoke was already rising from the roof of a house not far away, like a nimble black snake flying into the distance.

"Isn't this no different from Camelot?"

Lin En lay against a big tree, the orange light scattered on his face, as if the nagging of an elder was falling on him.

“Is it true that the blessing of nature is lost here?”

Lin En stretched out his hand, closed his eyes, and sank into the unknown. It was the pulse of the earth, the traces left by time on matter, and the aggregation of history.

The spirit veins of Britain roared at this moment, and the silhouette of a giant dragon was split in two in the light. The dragon's might that surpassed the mythical beast species attacked Lin En's mind without reservation.

The empty world suddenly became substantial. The earth condensed into shape, rain gathered into streams, plants grew wildly, and a breeze blew by my ears. The world took shape at this moment.

Then came the fire, the all-consuming fire. Fire sprang from nowhere, scorching the earth, vaporizing streams, burning forests. Using the entire world as fuel, the flames rushed toward the roaring dragon.

Lynn sat up abruptly and looked around.

Everything was shrouded in darkness, even the stars were covered by dark clouds, and only the sound of slight breathing could be heard from the side.

Lynn let his eyes adjust to the darkness, then looked towards where the sound came from.

That was his warhorse! Lin En's warhorse was lying on its side beside Lin En, with its eyes closed and breathing evenly, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.

"You slept soundly!"

Lin En complained and stroked the warhorse's head with his hand. The warm breath hit his hand, and Lin En felt his hands and feet were cold, even a little stiff. He couldn't help but tighten his clothes.

It is late autumn and winter is about to come. The small animals are preparing food for the winter, and the predators are also trying to make themselves fatter so that they can store more nutrients.

Lin En could hear footsteps coming from all around him, but he was in no mood to study. After the tension disappeared, sleepiness came over him. Although he had just woken up, Lin En still felt groggy, as if he was going to fall asleep in the next moment.

The natural consciousness wandered around the barrier and then wrapped around Lin's neck. An invisible aura was formed at this moment, and all the animals that came around subconsciously lightened their steps. An indescribable sense of intimacy arose in their little hearts.

Lin En did not make a fire, but simply reinforced the surrounding barrier to prevent the heat from escaping. Then he hugged the belly of the warhorse and fell asleep.

Lin En's perfunctory barrier was completely unable to stop the animals. After Lin En fell asleep, the squirrel on the tree first climbed out of its tree hole and built a temporary nest in Lin En's arms. Then a wild cat wandering in the forest stretched out its black claws, pushed the squirrel aside, and fell asleep in Lin En's arms.

Finally, a stray deer broke into Lynn's barrier in a panic. A warm feeling enveloped its whole body, calming its panic. The deer took a few steps forward, looked at the strange combination on the ground, and found a place close to Lynn to sleep.

When the sun appeared on the distant horizon, the blessing of the sun god woke Lin En from his sleep and put a warm coat on him.

The gradually rising body temperature awakened the wild cat in his arms. It put down the little squirrel in its hands, stretched its body, and patted the back of Lin En's hand with its tail. After saying hello, the black cat continued its journey.

The little squirrel rubbed his sleepy eyes, climbed back to his tree hole in a daze, dropped a wild fruit, and returned to his sweet dream.

Lin En took a bite of the breakfast that fell from the sky and ordered it. It was very sweet. After eating it in two or three bites, he handed the core to the mouth of the fawn that had just stood up, watched it chew experimentally, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

Zhanma stood up and nudged Lin En's arm with his head, indicating where his breakfast was.

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 68: The First City

Lin En took out a small bag of fine grain to feed the warhorse, and took out a small portion of it to feed the fawn beside him.

Stroking the fawn's soft fur, Lynn began to think about what happened yesterday.

What on earth was that? Lin En thought, if the barrier had not been reinforced, Lin En might have thought it was an illusion.

The sound of roosters crowing came from afar. Farmers who got up early greeted each other and walked towards the farmland not far away. They could plant some cold-resistant vegetables before winter came.

Even though he was far away, Lin En could still see everyone's movements in the village. It was a very ordinary morning, with farmers heading to the fields, hunters heading to the forest, and women starting to do housework.

"It seems that it is certain that the battle did not happen last night!"

If that war had happened last night, all of Britain would have been awakened from their sleep, and powerful magical fluctuations would have spread to several nearby countries. Even ignorant civilians would have felt that a disaster was imminent.

"That is to say, the memory of that battle is preserved in the veins of Britain, and I accidentally touched this memory last night!"

Lin En frowned. If this was the case, then it meant that one of the two sides in the battle was related to him. Similar magic or mental fluctuations attracted Lin En into this memory.

"Who is that dragon? The white dragon of Britain? The red dragon of Britain? Or is it Britain itself?"

Lin En did not see the figure of the dragon in the illusion clearly, only the pressure over the mythical beast species was venting wantonly.

"The red dragon of Britain has never possessed divinity, which means that it is the white dragon of Britain, the humble king Vortigern? Then who is his opponent? In the simulation of Genesis, is it the manifestation of some ancient god?"

"Earth, water, wind, and finally fire."

"The ancient god of fire, Shutikutri from Azik mythology? No, no, no, how could an American god end up in Britain? There must be some mistake."

Lin En finally gave up thinking, as he could not correctly judge the identities of both parties based on just a brief glimpse of the illusion.

"Let's ask Merlin when we get back!"

Lynn put the question behind him and began to think about his next trip.

Although he came to investigate, Lin En didn't even know the basic situation here. Only Merlin's few words described it.

As King Uther's elder brother, King Vortigern should have been the legitimate heir to Camelot, but for unknown reasons, the position of king eventually fell to his younger brother, Uther, and Vortigern went to war with King Uther.

Because he was a rebel, there were not many knights and nobles who supported Vortigern. After King Uther defeated him several times with his military superiority, Vortigern hired the Saxons who came from across the sea.

In order to resist the invaders, Camelot united with other surrounding countries, formed a coalition army with Camelot as the core, and fought many battles with the army under the command of the King of Beasts.

In the final battle, Vortigern transformed into a white dragon and defeated King Uther, who was protected by Britain, while the coalition forces of Camelot defeated the Saxon army. Then the king imprisoned himself in the capital for some reason, and King Uther returned to Camelot, and soon fell ill.

"It's been almost ten years now!"

Merlin stood on the high tower, looking at the distant horizon, where his final enemy lay.

"White Dragon of Britain, the incarnation of Britain, Vortigern, I never thought you would go this far! But the ending has already been determined. Wait a moment, wait until Altria is strong enough, wait until all the Knights of the Round Table are assembled. At that time, it will be the time for our decisive battle!"

Merlin looked outside Camelot, where King Arthur was leading his army to prepare for battle, with Bedivere and Gawain by his side, and Kay in charge of escorting food and fodder. The pace of war was accelerating!

After answering Lin En's question and sending the fawn back to the herd, Lin En mounted his warhorse and headed towards the royal capital.

Because Lin En was dressed as a wandering knight, there were no blind bandits or robbers to trouble him along the way, and Lin En successfully entered the first big city he encountered.

The name of the city is Olney, named after the surname of the city lord, who is also the largest noble family here. The moment Lin En entered the city gate, a guard left, apparently to inform someone.

Lin En walked into a tavern. It was still early and there were few people in the tavern. Lin En walked straight to the counter, waved his hand and took out a purse, and at the same time showed the sword at his waist.

The few people who were peeking immediately looked away, and the boss also forced a smile and said flatteringly:

"My Lord Knight, what would you like to order? We have beef that we just received this morning, as well as this year's Welsh beer. What do you think?"

Lin En took out a gold coin from his purse and said to the boss:

"First, open the best room for me! Then take out the best feed and clean my horse! Then make me a steak and a glass of milk and send them to my room!"

The boss took the gold coin, scratched it with his fingernail, and then showed a sincere smile.

"Sir, please come this way! The best room is on the third floor. The food will be delivered to you right away!"

Then he turned around and shouted to the waiter in the tavern:

"Hurry up and bring in the knight's horse. There's hot water in the kitchen and the feed is in the warehouse. Hurry!"

Then he took a few quick steps to Lin En and led the way.

Lin En followed the boss up to the third floor, where there were only two rooms separated by a corridor, and the two doors were not facing each other. The boss took Lin En to the front door at the back, took out the key and pushed the door open.

What comes into view is a spacious living room, fully equipped with tables and chairs, good ventilation, and sunlight shining in from the window, making the room look bright.

There was another door on the right. Lin En grasped the brass handle and pushed it open, revealing a bedroom of medium size with a large bed nearly two meters wide, a dressing table, a small mirror, and a shelf for armor.

Lin En nodded and was very satisfied with the room. He didn't care about the decoration, the most important thing was cleanliness.

Lin En took off his hood, revealing his overly handsome face, and said to the stunned boss:

"Get me a bucket of hot water. I want to take a bath!"

The boss nodded hurriedly, handed the key to Lin En, then turned and went out to prepare the hot water that Lin En had ordered.

"I'm really lucky today. Two knights are here to visit us!"

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 69: The Gap between the Two Sides

After taking a nice hot bath, Lin En changed into clean clothes and walked out of the hotel disguised as a civilian.

The first impression of this city is that it has few people. As one of the border cities, civilians from all the nearby villages come here to trade, and it should be a prosperous scene.

But what Lynn saw were empty streets, empty shops and patrolling guards.

"Is it because the war just ended?"

Lin En guessed that if the owner of this city was a cautious person, then it was understandable that the management was strict now that the border war had just stopped.

So Lin En pulled up his hood to cover his overly conspicuous face. It wasn't that Lin En was so handsome, but that his skin was too white. Such fair skin was rare among common people, and was usually only possessed by pampered nobles or big businessmen.

To be on the safe side, Lin En did not use the illusion that he was not familiar with. A knight with a profound family background could detect the traces of illusion, and Lin En would not gamble his luck.

There were still a few shops open near the street, but there was no usual hawking, and everyone subconsciously avoided making any noise in order not to attract the attention of the trainees.

Lin En walked into a fruit shop, picked up some fresh fruits at random and put them in front of the owner.

The boss was startled at first and subconsciously gave a flattering smile, only regaining his composure after seeing what Lin En was wearing.

"Sixty coppers, sir!"

Although fruit is considered a luxury, it is now the fruit harvest season and the price is not too expensive. It is something that an ordinary family can afford to buy and try.

Lin En handed the boss a silver coin, held down his outstretched hand, and said in a low voice:

"What's going on in the city? Is there something big happening?"

The boss lowered his head slightly and caught a glimpse of the smooth chin under the hood. He had an idea in mind. So he lowered his voice and said:

"Guest, you are from out of town, right? Everyone around here knows that a group of Saxons have recently arrived in the city!"

"Saxon?"

Lin En raised his eyebrows, thought of a possibility, and continued:

"What's wrong with the Saxons? Aren't they everywhere?"

This time the boss hesitated, withdrew his hand, and gestured a number.

Lin En understood and handed over a purse.

The boss took it, weighed it, nodded with satisfaction, and whispered in Lin En's ear:

"Originally I shouldn't have said this, but I'm leaving soon and nothing can happen to me."

"You are from there, right? In our area, Saxons usually gather near the capital. Saxon knights only come to this city during wars."

"The lord here is a Celt, and he doesn't like the Saxons very much. A few days ago, a group of Saxon knights wanted to enter the city, but they were stopped at the city gate. The guards of the lord's mansion drove them to a nearby manor."

"After this incident, the city lord increased patrols. The guards at the city gates also doubled. More and more Saxon knights gathered in the manors outside the city, and some even wanted to rob farmers, but were stopped by passing knights."

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"This incident was widely spread. Some wandering knights heard about it and came to help. They clashed with the Saxon knights outside the city. Not long after, several injured knights were carried into the lord's palace."

When Lin En heard this, he felt something was not right. This boss knew too much.

The boss noticed Lin En's retreating steps, smiled, and pointed to the plaque at the door, which had a shield-shaped emblem engraved on it.

"This is the emblem of the City Lord's Mansion. Sir, you are probably also a knight who has come to help!"

Only then did Lin En notice the emblem on the plaque. There was no common lion symbol on the emblem. Instead, there was a red right hand standing upright in the middle of the emblem, and a white dragon was embroidered on the top.

"The British nobles who followed Vortigern?"

Lin En searched his memory, but could not find the family represented by this emblem. It seemed that it was not an ancient family.

Seeing that Lin En had no intention of speaking, the boss continued to talk on his own.