Chapter 48: Inheritance

Gawain once thought that there was nothing more bizarre in the world than being carried by a centaur with a spear in the dark forest in the middle of the night, walking into a magical tent that looked strange enough from the outside, and meeting the centaur elders.

Until he found out.

The elder seemed to be dead.

In the dark, unlit tent, there was only one huge platform.

As soon as the "stall" horse man knelt on the platform.

It looked scrawny, almost like a skeleton, with a strange dark green glow, four horse legs folded, a half-seated body, and a large opening in its heart.

Noticing Gawain walking in, two ghostly fires suddenly lit up in its hollow eyes.

Gawain had never seen a flame like that.

Deep blue, constantly dancing flames.

"Not dead complete? That's a novel statement. Do you call it living? You can't move forward, you can't go back, you don't even have a place to stay.

Godric's successor. ”

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and there was a heavy echo in the tent, which obviously didn't look too big outside.

"But you?"

Gawain only felt a chill down his spine, as if he had no clothes on his body, and he was unobstructed.

It was true that he had just been thinking, "The Elder doesn't seem to be completely dead," but that was just a thought.

"Mind reading? No, no, no, certainly not mind reading. The stars guided me so that I could see our conversation a little earlier. ”

The voice laughed.

"I see, you'll ask about Godric Gryffindor's legacy, and I'll tell you the secrets that the Big Four entrusted to me.

In the end, you will help me.

Relieve this nightmare and let me go. ”

It said to itself, and every word it said made Gawain's face solemn.

"That was when I was able to run, and the world wasn't as chaotic as it is now, when a reckless red-haired man stumbled into the village.

He claimed to be a wizard, but he used his swordsmanship to defeat me, who was considered the strongest warrior in two hundred years.

As is tradition, we were generous with him, and he warmly invited us to settle in the forest and introduced three of his friends. ”

The Centaur Elder's voice sounded nostalgic.

"Centaurs are creatures favored by the stars, and every few hundred years, a stargazer appears.

The stargazer is a true prophet, not as vague as the future is judged by the direction of the stars, but because only once in his life can he speak directly to the stars.

I used to be a stargazer of that generation. At Godric's behest, I asked him about what he wanted to know.

This, he claimed, was said to be related to the wizarding world.

and even the future fate of this world. ”

The elder paused and waited for Gawain.

Two points of the ghost fire danced.

"Well, I wanted to show you, but you're like the human named Salazar, suspicious and cautious.

Godric's question was – what happens at the intersection – I saw a lot of incredible images.

There is the hoarfrost that swept everything and turned civilization into ruins, there are huge iron ships as big as mountains, which shoot dazzling light against a black background, and there are huge dark cities rising from the bottom of the sea, and the dark gates of darkness without light are open, four knights blow their horns, and endless demons fall from the sky..."

The Centaur Elder's voice was hoarse, eerie, and echoed heavily.

It's ridiculous.

But Gawain was unreasonably convinced.

- He didn't lie.

At least not at all.

"I told Godric all about it, and he just shook his head. The next day, he and the human named Salazar returned, and asked me to hold on until their chosen inheritor reappeared.

Since the current headmaster thinks you are that person, and you have passed the test of courage, I would like to recognize you as the heir. Now, are you ready to accept the legacy of the Wizard's Big Four?"

As his words fell, a small silver box suddenly flew out of the gap in his chest and flew straight in front of Gawain.

The box was locked, but Gawain was able to "see" that there was a sign of enchanted presence on a small protrusion on the back of the lock.

On the lock, there is a small snake that is alive.

"Touch it, and everything is yours. ”

The Centaur Elder's voice sounded solemn and seductive. The precious legacy left by the Big Four is priceless and easy to obtain.

"Did they say anything else?"

Gawain said, his eyes foggy. He reached for the silver box, but his hand froze in the air.

“... Godric mentioned a somewhat inexplicable remark, 'The Split had been made before his arrival, we were us, but Merlin was not Merlin, at least not that Merlin.'

Hurry up, I've been in pain for too long. ”

The centaur elder hesitated for a moment before speaking, the flames in his eyes beating violently.

"Of course, of course. By the way, if you're going to disappear, then wouldn't I be able to find the flesh-strengthening spell that Gryffindor left behind?

Could you please tell me first?"

Gawain moved a little closer to the box.

"That spell is in the brazier outside the tent, but it must pass the test of courage and be approved from the hearts of a hundred centaurs to drip blood inside.

What the hell are you waiting for?!"

The centaur elder became even more impatient, and Gawain even felt a faint black air flow brewing in the tent.

"I'll do it. What is your name? I think I should know the name of my benefactor.

And do you have to be honest with my question?What does Merlin mean by not Merlin?What is the legacy of the Big Four?What do you want to do to me if I open the box?!"

Gawain asked cautiously at first.

Suddenly, the speed of speech increased dramatically, without pause.

It wasn't until the heavy air currents suddenly turned into a tornado and choked Gawain's throat, making him feel suffocated to the point that he couldn't speak, that he was forced to stop.

"Cunning foal, you're disgusting like the human named Salazar. ”

The centaur elder said angrily, the ghostly fire in his eyes was great, and the black air turned into a tornado, lifting Gawain in front of him.

"My name used to be Ronan, and that's a special name that belongs to every generation of stargazers.

My pact with the cunning serpent stipulates that the question of their chosen successor must be answered honestly and cannot be concealed. ”

He snorted disdainfully.

"I don't know what Merlin means by Merlin. All I know is that Godric had one friend in addition to his three friends.

He initially called himself Merlin, but after meeting Godric in the wilderness, he suddenly changed his name to Arthur.

But one day he suddenly said goodbye without saying goodbye. ”

After a moment's pause, the centaur continued.

"As for the legacy, how could the arrogant wizard tell me about their treasures!

The woman in blue lost the key, Salazar gave up his mission, Godric went to die like a fool!

This was true thousands of years ago, and it will continue to be true thousands of years later.

A cunning, mean, bastard wizard!"

Ronan's voice suddenly became much louder, mingled with the sound of the wind, as if he was roaring.

But Gawain just watched it add drama to himself.

This is not worthy of sympathy.

Indeed, when he first entered the tent, Gawain was frightened by the words of the Centaur Elder.

But it didn't take him long to realize that it wasn't prophecy at all, but rather a trick like Professor Dumbledore's previous one, being able to read his subconscious thoughts.

It's not that difficult.

Especially when this idiot starts making up stories that are self-righteous and telling them all specious.

"Do you know how long I've been stuck here?

You can't go back, but you can't move forward.

There is not even a person who can communicate, just a ghost. It was only when my veins called with blood that I could barely squeeze a gap.

This is not the eternal life promised by wizards!

So I compromised with Him, and He promised me that as long as I had a body, a body of a wizard who volunteered to give, He would give me strength and life.

I'm waiting, waiting.

It's been a thousand years before anyone can walk here. ”

With success imminent, Ronan was particularly excited.

"As for what to do?!"

As the words fell, the chains that had been tightly wrapped around the box were suddenly broken!

The silver lid popped open, revealing a slowly beating heart covered in black hair, shriveled and horribly shriveled, but still disgusting, and blood pumped from the heart.

Even though it had shrunk for a long time, Gawain could still see that it was supposed to be extremely powerful and powerful.

After seeing the outside world, the one actually floated into the air and slowly rotated, and dense tiny granulations grew on the surface.

Gawain even had a feeling.

- Those granulations are alive.