I'm a druid in Type Moon

"You should have seen the round table in Camelot Palace. Uther built it based on this round table. Although I know this, I have never seen the round table in person."

"The round table still remains in the royal palace of Camelot, used by King Arthur and the twelve Knights of the Round Table."

Lynn sat down right opposite the old man and reached out to touch the ancient round table. Compared with the one in the Camelot Palace, the material of this round table was more peculiar. Even with Lynn's knowledge, he could not tell what material it was made of.

The old man raised his head, looked at the person opposite him, and said:

"You should already know where we are, right?"

Lynn nodded

"The entrance to the inner sea of ​​stars."

"Yes, but also not right."

The old man nodded and then shook his head.

"This is not the real entrance, but an entrance that was forcibly opened by the Albion Dragon on the barrier of the Star Inner Sea. His huge body prevented the hole from healing, but also blocked our possibility of entering the Star Inner Sea."

"But the barrier of the inner sea of ​​stars can repair itself. As time goes by, the holes on the barrier will gradually disappear. When the holes are completely repaired, the Age of Gods will end."

"In order to prevent the hole from being repaired, we sacrificed ourselves, with the branches of the World Tree as the core, and the Archdruid and the twelve elders as the auxiliary. We reproduced the power of the World Tree that penetrates the world, penetrated the body of the Albion Dragon, and propped up the hole in the barrier again."

"And this is the interior of the World Tree, the space-time where the loophole is, and the connection between the inner sea of ​​the star and the outside world."

Even though this was the second time he heard the news, Lin En still found it difficult to conceal his shock, but he quickly recovered and asked the question that concerned him most.

"Then why am I here? I remember I just fainted. I shouldn't have died right there."

Lynn said a little nervously.

The old man saw Lin En's suspicion and shook his head to explain:

"Vortigern is also my student. He won't harm you."

"Your current body is undoubtedly your real body. It is not a body condensed from spiritual power like ours. Only in this special space can our souls condense into entities, just like the heroic spirits in Norse mythology."

Lin En thought of a lot at this moment, but said nothing. Instead, he signaled the old man to continue with his eyes.

The old man cleared his throat, took out a teapot and two teacups from somewhere, waved his hand to light the fire, and waved again to summon the clear spring. No container was needed. The flame made the water boil and flow into the teapot.

The old man put the teapot aside and continued telling the story here.

"Your body is a little special. Originally, we wanted to pull only your soul into this world, leaving your body outside for Vortigern to keep. But we didn't expect that once your body touched the World Tree, it naturally merged into it. We tried every possible way, but we couldn't find any abnormality in you."

Lin En nodded silently. He also realized that something was wrong with his body. Not to mention anything else, Lin En couldn't remember how he had memorized all the knowledge passed down by the Druid Order for thousands of years.

The old man waved his hand, and the tea in the teapot automatically poured into the teacups, one of which floated in front of Lin En. Lin En took a sip and it tasted familiar again.

"Since you went to great lengths to bring me here, there must be something you need me to do, right? Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Lynn inquired.

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 80: Great Deeds Only Humans Can Achieve

"Help, no, we don't need your help. Enough people have died. We can't let the children die anymore!"

The old man's tone became a little agitated as he spoke, as if he was thinking of some bad memories. But before Lin En could speak to comfort him, the old man had already calmed down, took a sip of tea, and said gently:

"The reason we brought you here is to train you. The thirteen of us can only sustain our lives in this strange space. Once we leave here, our souls will begin to collapse."

"We also watched your fight with Vortigern. Your swordsmanship was good, but only good. As a great druid, even if your swordsmanship cannot dominate an era, it should at least be at the top level."

"There is also Wild Transformation. The object you chose to transform into is excellent. It is one of the highest-level mythical beasts, the Golden Lion, which represents courage and faith. Although it is still in its growth stage, it is also an extremely powerful existence. We will teach you how to use this power."

"As for the magic that druids must learn, I noticed that you only learned to manipulate plants and animals. You have a high affinity for nature, but you haven't learned much about the magic of the four elements and the more dangerous magic. Although druids are kind to others, they still need to have the strength to protect themselves."

The old man seemed to have misunderstood something, but Lynn had no intention of explaining.

"Finally, it is the ancient knowledge. Before the sacrifice ceremony, we don't have time to return to Avalon to record our knowledge, so we will engrave our life experiences into a book and you will take it back to the oak forest. At the same time, we will also teach you literature, astrology, calendar, divination, herbology and most importantly, sacrifice."

“Many things cannot be understood by just having knowledge. Knowledge without practice is sometimes more terrible than ignorance.”

Thus, a twelve-year learning journey began.

This is different from the learning that Lin En imagined. The learning that Lin En imagined was sitting in a spacious classroom or in a bright study, and the teacher picked up the textbook and told Lin En the meaning of knowledge.

But druids advocate travel, and the old man took Lin En deep into the forest, letting him feel the heaviness of the earth, the turbulence of the water, the warmth of the fire, and the freedom of the wind. He did not teach Lin En any knowledge, but just let Lin En feel it all.

When the year was over, another old man took over his task. The old man took him to climb the mountains and look up at the starry sky from the nearest place. Every twinkling of the star had its meaning, and every sunrise and moonset was different.

At the end of a year, another old man took over his task. The old man took him to the wilderness, where they fought with unknown beasts, searched for water in the endless wilderness, and slept with a black panther on a lonely big tree.

This world evolved from a branch of a world tree is almost identical to the outside world. The stars are moving, the plants are growing, the animals are running, and humans are thinking.

When the month was over, another old man took over his task. The old man was very knowledgeable. He was a recognized great writer in Camelot decades ago and a wandering bard. The old man took him to see the forest under the sun, the mountains in the rainstorm, the butterflies in the spring and the fallen leaves in the autumn, the cicadas in the summer and the snow in the winter. The old man took him to appreciate the scenery in his eyes, which was the language in his pen and the beauty in his heart.

Spring goes and autumn comes, time passes, one old man after another takes Lin En through the four seasons again and again, to see the snow on the mountain, to see the birds in the forest, to see the world in the lake. Twelve years of time, the lives of twelve old men, twelve different lives, all appear before Lin En's eyes.

When the twelfth old man took Lin En to see his life, the first old man, the great druid Del, appeared in front of Lin En. He took Lin En back to the original hut.

The girl Linda had already prepared dinner, and the thirteen druids sat at the round table under the oak tree and finished their last meal with Lynn.

When the moon came out, everyone changed their clothes. The Archdruid wore a white robe, a crown made of leaves, and held a branch of the World Tree in his hand.

Witnessed by the twelve elders, the Archdruid pinned the golden mistletoe on Lynn's chest.

This is an ancient druid etiquette, symbolizing that Lynn has officially ended his apprenticeship and become a true druid.

Although the old man who adopted Lin En taught him knowledge, he was still a druid apprentice because he had not yet started traveling. As for the status of the Great Druid, it was automatically inherited because Lin En was the only druid left in the material world.

Today, Lin En ended his journey. He left Avalon at the age of six, entered the capital at the age of twelve, fought for one year, and traveled for twelve years, a total of nineteen years. Although the apprenticeship time of druids in this era was generally long, nineteen years was almost enough.

However, the ceremony was not over yet. Under the gaze of the twelve druid elders and witnessed by the moon and stars, Archdruid Del handed the World Tree Staff in his hand to Lynn, officially appointing him as the new generation of Archdruid.

Lin En took the staff and felt the vast power in it. The World Tree Staff that existed here was just a projection. The real World Tree Staff was the center of this world. Only at the end of the Age of Gods, when the giant tree turned into nothingness, the real World Tree Staff would appear.

"As of today, all your studies are over!"

The old man looked at Lin En standing there, with a nostalgic smile in his eyes.

"It's almost time. You should return to your own world."

As they spoke, the thirteen druids released their magic power at the same time. Light shone in the void, forming a huge magic circle that enveloped the sky and the earth, and also enveloped Lin En.

"I have one last question for you!"

In the white light, the new Archdruid asked his final question.

"Is this world real? Is everything I see false?"

In these twelve years, Lin En saw not only the scenery of Britain, but also polar day and polar night, the snow on the world's highest peak and the tranquility of the deepest ocean. If this is all true

“No, that’s the scenery in our hearts.”

The old man replied that their souls were here, and their lifelong memories were also here. The World Tree just reproduced their memories. In fact, Lin En had always been there.

This is the great magic of replacing the world with the scene in one's mind, the power of depicting the world with human hands, a feat that can only happen in the human world.

Inherent enchantment.

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 81: Return

When Lin En opened his eyes again, he saw a huge tree that connected the sky and the earth. A leaf fell from a great height and, after a long journey, landed in Lin En's hands. That was the life of the Archdruid and the twelve elders.

"Long time no see, Lynn!"

An old voice sounded behind Lin En. Lin En still remembered this voice, old and powerful, like a flame burning to the end.

"It's been twelve years, Uncle Vortigern."

Lynn turned around and looked at the figure on the throne.

On the throne carved from a whole piece of stone, the White Dragon of Britain was sitting there. His hair was pale and his face was haggard, as if he had not had a good sleep for a long time.

"As far as I'm concerned, you've only been gone for a year."

Vortigern replied.

Lin En was not surprised at all. The World Tree was the treasure of the Norse pantheon. A complete World Tree had the power to create the world. Although there was only a branch of the World Tree here, it was not impossible to accelerate the power within the World Tree after paying a certain price.

“That was a really long year!”

Lynn sighed, then opened his magic eye. In the eyes of nature, Vortigern was now like a volcano about to erupt. Without the help of the druids, all the resentment of the Albion dragon had to be borne by him alone, and he probably wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.

"Teacher, it will probably take some time for them to wake up."

Lynn spoke again, his eyes piercing through Vortigern's body, staring into his soul.

"It's too late. From the moment I chose to become the incarnation of Britain, the resentment of this land has been attacking me. The magicians who lost their power due to the decline of the Age of Gods, the civilians who starved to death due to the reduction of food production, the knights and soldiers who died in the war, and the resentment of this land itself."

"Even with the druids' help, the invasion is inevitable. Rather, it is only after I lost the druids' protection that I can clearly feel the world's rejection of me. I am the incarnation of Britain, but even Britain is rejecting me."

"Lin, the last druid, will the era that belongs to humans really come?"

Lin En stared at the soul in the darkness, looking at the will that had not yet dissipated, and spoke softly:

"Of course, the era of mankind will eventually come. I have seen that day!"

Vortigern closed his eyes and tried hard to resist the surging sleepiness.

"Then, just surpass me! The next time we meet, you will be facing the White Dragon of Britain, so don't show any mercy!"

A bright light lit up from behind Lin En, and endless vitality burst out from under his feet. The World Tree stretched out its branches and wrapped around the old man who was about to fall asleep.

"Let's go, I'm tired!"

So Lin En walked out of the hall and into the dim sunlight. The butler closed the door behind him and turned to bow to Lin En apologetically. He would guard here until the last moment came.

The darkness swallowed up the light, and the giant tree spread out its branches to block the dazzling sunlight behind it. For the magic dragon that devoured the light, the sun's light was too dazzling.

Vortigern leaned back on the throne, exhausted his last bit of strength, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Teacher, please let me have a good sleep at last!"

Flowers are blooming somewhere, and their subtle fragrance reaches the old man's heart, taking him into the world of dreams.

Lin En led the horse and walked towards the outside of the capital. Along the way, he saw many people packing their luggage to move. This was the king's order.

Lin En walked out of the city gate and took a last look back at the city. The city, which originally had some popularity, was slowly dying.

The rebellious king accepted his own end, and the druids who were unwilling to accept their fate also left their heritage, waiting for the final chapter of the story.

The Red Dragon of Britain, carrying the country's Knight King on his back, the city awaits his arrival.

Lin En headed towards Camelot, his journey was over. The originally scheduled time was a few months, but now a year had passed. He didn't know if the letter he left behind had any effect.

Oh, and remember to go to Avalon on the way back. He wants to record the life of the Archdruid and the twelve elders in the largest oak tree.

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Meanwhile, Camelot.

King Arthur, wearing armor and holding a holy sword, was sitting at the top of the round table. The twelve Knights of the Round Table sat around him, the great magician Merlin stood behind him, and even the eldest princess who had not appeared for a long time appeared in the shadows. However, people now prefer to call her the witch.

"This gathering is to discuss the attack on King Biao. What are your opinions?"

The expressionless king spoke first.

"My king! The country has been exhausted by the long war. The food in the warehouse is insufficient, and the weapons in the hands of the soldiers are broken due to fatigue. Now is the time to recuperate and make a decision after the country recovers."

Kai, who was in charge of internal affairs, was the first to object.

"That's right, King. Although the threat from the humble king is imminent and the unification of Britain cannot be delayed, you should still let the tired knights rest for a while! The horses are so skinny!"

The king's secretary, the secretary of the round table, the pain-free Iron Aguwen also spoke out in opposition.

The newly joined knight, the strongest knight who ranked second at the Round Table with his absolute martial arts, the Lake Knight Lancelot, spoke at this time:

"Don't worry about the food problem. I can transfer some food from home. But the fatigue of the knights and soldiers cannot be ignored. Perhaps we should first attack those nobles who are resisting stubbornly. With the power of the Knights of the Round Table, it will be easy to defeat them."

Gawain, the perfect Sun Knight, who lost to Lancelot in martial arts and gave up the title of "the first warrior", disagrees with this.

"King, those nobles have already recognized your status in their hearts, but they are unwilling to surrender to you for various reasons. If you give them some time, without the need for war, they will also recognize Camelot's rule."

Then the Knights of the Round Table began to put forward their opinions one after another. A year ago, King Arthur suddenly declared war on neighboring countries, kicking off the war of unification. With the support of the Knights of the Round Table, the war went very smoothly. In just one year, almost all the nearby kingdoms were prostrated at Camelot's feet.

However, the disappearance of Camelot's high priest, the Archdruid of Britain, had a certain impact on Camelot's status. Some nobles used this to question King Arthur's rule, claiming that he murdered the Archdruid for power.

Many nobles who were dissatisfied with Camelot united together to oppose Camelot's rule. Even though King Arthur won successive victories in direct wars, he still could not get the support of everyone.

The End of the Age of Gods: Chapter 82: The Power of Britain

Merlin watched the debate at the round table with a cold eye. In fact, since the Knights of the Round Table were assembled, Merlin had relieved himself of all his duties and became a true consultant. He would only give his own opinions when King Arthur asked him questions.

As for Morgan, if it weren't for this meeting to decide whether to attack the Blessed King, she would generally not be involved in Camelot's political affairs, even if she had the qualifications, both legally and in terms of ability.

Just as the knights were arguing, King Arthur stood up, ready to use his prestige to force the proposal through.