Chapter 1490: Brave New World (8)

"I see. That old man is so funny. After listening to Arthur's analysis, Merlin complained in a low voice: "So he arranged all this, and quietly gave you this sword lightsaber?"

The shadow of the raven landed beside Arthur's sword, as if carefully examining it. It was now a bladeless iron sword, and although it was finely crafted like a work of art, it had little lethality, and was at best used as an iron rod to knock people. However, its true blade is hidden inside the bladeless iron sword - when its metal "shell" is dismantled, the truly lethal part of the lightsaber is revealed.

"I wish I could have studied this strange weapon, but unfortunately I can't interfere with your world right now. Merlin then sighed with some pity: "And when everything is over, you will not be able to bring this sword back to the world we are in, Your Majesty." ＂

"Whatever. As long as I have a weapon to use now, I'm satisfied. Arthur pulled the sword's metal casing (scabbard) out and glanced at the lightsaber inside. The milky white light leaked through the seam between the scabbard and the blade body, spreading throughout the cave.

"And you see, Mystic J even brought us supplies. Arthur glanced at the donkey that had stopped at the mouth of the cave. Yes, the mysterious old man disappeared in an instant, but the donkey he brought with him was still here. The pile of goods on the donkey's back seemed to be all reserved for Arthur.

"Food. That's great. Arthur didn't have much effort to find some dry food from the cargo pile, and when he was almost hungry, he desperately picked up the dry food and nibbled on a few bites: "Look, the god of this world is bringing us dinner in the wilderness!"

"Or maybe it's poisoned or a** food, and that old man will immediately turn back and poison you while Your Majesty is unconscious by **. ＂

"You're thinking too much, Merlin. Arthur didn't care at all: "In this world, my identity is just a penniless imp. Even if he wants to harm me, what benefit can he get from me?"

Then he ate more dry food, took out a leather bag of water from the goods, and poured the sweet nectar into his mouth in large gulps.

Seeing King Arthur's lack of vigilance, Merlin had nothing more to say.

"Your Majesty, I just went out to inquire again, and you will not guess what kind of era we are in. The shadow of the raven said.

"What? You want to tell me that we're not just traveling to the world two hundred years from now, but to the world more than nine hundred years from now?" Arthur said casually.

Merlin was surprised: "Your Majesty, how did you guess it? The time traveled is indeed very different from my estimate, and we are indeed in the world of 1422 A.D. now. ＂

"Well, isn't that a good guess?" Arthur analyzed calmly: "According to the mysterious man J, the king of England in this world is Henry VI. Even if my next king is called Henry, the throne has changed at least six times, and with my own term of office, it is easy to understand that the time difference is seven or eight hundred years. If there are some vacancies in the throne during the period, you say that this is the world in a thousand years, and I will believe it. ＂

"However, there is one thing that your Majesty is completely unaware of. Merlin said: "There is no legend of King Arthur in this world. Your Majesty, your becoming King of Great Britain, seems to have never existed in the history of this parallel world. ＂

"Oh, that sounds hurtful. Arthur still chewed the dry food calmly: "So there is no King Arthur or King Arthur legend in this world?

"Exactly, Your Majesty. ＂

"That's good, isn't it? Since no one knows me as King Arthur, there is no need to worry about my identity being revealed. Arthur smiled disapprovingly, "I can rightfully use my real name in this world, and I am not afraid of being recognized." ＂

"No, no, no, no, this matter is definitely strange, Your Majesty, you can't act rashly like this!" Merlin was still suspicious: "Please, when you contact people in this world, at least use a fake name!"

"Okay. Arthur looked displeased: "Now, let's start with the basics. How about teaching me the purest and most authentic French in the world? Can you, Merlin?"

"I can try this. The phantom of the raven fell on King Arthur's head: "I will try to use the information I have just gathered, convert it into words, and transmit it to your majesty's brain." That will make your French sound a little more authentic, Your Majesty. Note, however, that I can only interfere with the world in the form of gravitational waves through Harry now, so the way the data is transmitted is also rough. This may cause you a brief headache, Your Majesty—"

"Just do it. Arthur didn't bother to listen to Merlin's explanation anymore and immediately interrupted.

Merlin seemed to sigh, and Arthur couldn't hear it. It should be said that he almost entered a state of temporary loss of consciousness in the next moment, and in an instant, a large amount of information poured into his mind like a tide, making the boy a little confused. Most of them are images and sounds, records of the world as a crow's vision. However, the crow seems to have flown over a wide range of places, and what it has seen and heard is a huge amount of information that is almost overwhelming.

"Whoaaaa He wiped his nose and tried to gather his thoughts, and immediately found that he was able to speak in relatively fluent French: "Not bad. I really didn't know that Merlin, your envoy was able to scout so many places in such a short period of time?"

"Oh, Your Majesty, have you forgotten? Harry is now just a phantom of gravitational waves, unconstrained by most of the physical conditions of this world, and can move at nearly the speed of light. Merlin seemed a little proud when he said this: "You'll never know how far I've let Harry fly and how many interesting things I've seen." These things are too much of a burden on the brain of your young body, Your Majesty, and if they are instilled into your brain at once, it will definitely explode. ＂

"Whatever, it's up to you. Arthur pulled out a sleeping bag made of coarse cloth from the pile of supplies, held his sword, and lay down comfortably by the campfire: "You don't need to sleep, do you? ＂

"Yes, Your Majesty. The shadow of the crow flew out of the cave.

The next day, a handsome blonde teenager who claimed to be a refugee entered the city of Blois. The soldiers defending the city did not believe the boy at first, because the boy was so neatly dressed and his face was too clean to look like a refugee who had fled from the occupied areas of France.

However, this was only a weak boy after all, and he did not carry any particularly dangerous weapons on his body, and the only thing he carried on his back that could be called a "weapon" was only a long sword made of mortal iron that had not been sharpened. Thinking that the boy was not much of a danger, the soldiers guarding the city gate relaxed their vigilance and let the boy enter the city.

At first, the people of the city were suspicious, thinking that the boy was a spy sent by England or Blyandi. However, the boy was fluent in French, well-informed and helpful, and he would sell some valuable silver tableware in the city market, so that within a week, the people of the city would have a good impression of him, and many even secretly speculated that the boy was a noble child who had escaped from the occupied area. A month later, the boy had settled in the city of Blois, gaining the trust of most of the city's citizens.

"Hmph" Arthur stared at the ceiling of the hotel room slightly depressed, "We've all been in town for a month, and we still haven't found any news about Greenway." Not to mention Greenway, even the news of Bediville is completely undetectable now"

"Your Majesty, be patient. The phantom of the crow rested on the beams of the wooden house, in a dark corner that almost no one could perceive, and spoke to Arthur with teleportation: "It is indeed not easy to find two people in the vast sea of people. However, karma between you will guide you, even if you don't have to do anything, let things go their course, and you will all meet again eventually. ＂

"I hope so. Arthur picked up the knife and gestured on the table, "I'm afraid that this young man's body won't be able to touch Greenway until he dies of old age." ＂

"That will never happen, I assure you, Your Majesty. Merlin said emotionlessly, "On the bright side, you've been here for a full month, and time in our original world is still completely still, and even when we go back, it's only about a second later." What you are doing now, Your Majesty, is tantamount to adding life experience to your life. You've also learned a lot of new things in this month, and it's just a spiritual practice, so why not do it?"

"yes, like I really like to pretend to be another guy and deal with a bunch of Frenchmen. Arthur couldn't help but be even more depressed. Aside from some easy business and occasional sword practice, he has been almost everywhere this month to search for information, loading up some boring chores together, which is not even meaningful, let alone cultivating.

When will we find Greenway?

"Hey, young man, what are you doing?" suddenly pushed the door of the room open, and a big man broke in.