The boy held one in each hand and stared at it, and it was like a beautiful painting, recording a scene that had happened in reality on paper.

Night, corridor, moonlight, dark shadows.

This is a scene that the two men recorded in their minds with their eyes, and it is also the information that the teenager did not hesitate to use magic instruments to invade their brains, and also wanted to dig out.

"This is what the two guards saw before they fell unconscious, exactly as they had said when they were questioned three days earlier. It is impossible to distinguish the intruder's appearance, as the subject is obscured by an indescribable black fog. I tried to analyze it with a parser, but it didn't work, I'm afraid it's a quasi-mythical weapon-level item......"

"Quasi-mythological weapons...... Yes. The boy snorted self-deprecatingly.

As a seventh-order magician, let alone a quasi-mythical weapon, even a true mythical weapon could hardly pose any threat to the young man, but the nameless intruder actually used such an unseemly prop to tease the entire court, which made him feel angry and helpless.

"Well, if you care so much, or else...... Vivien asked cautiously, "why don't I bring Galahad ......here?" ”

"No, that woman is still useful for the time being." The boy glared at Vivien, "The damage to the brain from that device is unavoidable, and we don't lose our precious combat power because of this. Wait a moment for you to inform Nimmy and ask her to dispose of the body in the room and claim that she is transferred. ”

"Understood." Vivien nodded slightly, she stared at her boss's face for a few seconds, and slowly asked, "Forgive my subordinates for being ignorant, I don't understand why adults care so much about this?" ”，

In Vivien's opinion, although Lancelot's words in the morning were obviously in his favor, there was some truth in general, although the palace had never happened since it was built, but the current court lacked talents, and the defense system was old, even if there was an accident, it was not impossible.

However, in response to his subordinates' questions, the young man did not intend to explain, he just said, "You don't need to know. And he sent her away.

In fact, the reason why the boy cared so much about this was because three days ago, he asked the two guards who had been attacked by the intruders if they remembered the answer of one of them when they had information about the intruders.

"The intruder asked us a strange question, and he asked, 'Do you remember a month and a half ago, when the palace was renovated? Then I felt a lot of pain in my brain......"

Hearing this information, the young man was surprised and puzzled, he didn't understand the meaning of the other party's question, although it involved something he had concealed two months ago, but for outsiders, even if he knew the answer to the matter, it would not be of any benefit.

The boy remembered the panic he had felt when he first came into this world two months ago, and he remembered that he had been killed by the demon's lackeys, and died in the luxurious and decaying palace that he had built and destroyed with his own hands.

Obviously, he should sleep forever in that place, but when he came back to his senses, he had life again, the ministers who should have betrayed him stood on both sides of the hall and looked up to him respectfully, and the soldiers who had died were also guarding him, he thought that the real gods had given him another chance to come again, but ...... He discovers that things are not so simple.

Time is rewinded, but this world is not the world he knows, because this world does not exist without him.

After the death of King Uther, the British dragons were leaderless.

Merlin didn't carry out that plan.

Therefore, Arthur, the Red Dragon King, was not born either.

So, who is he?

He looked at his hands tremblingly.

A pair of withered hands came into view.

It's the hand of Merlin, the old magician who once tried to use himself as a puppet, but was stupidly killed by design!

He was in a complete panic, and he couldn't understand why he had become that hateful old man. However, reality did not leave him time to think, and he immediately found that the palace he was in was not the impregnable, luxurious paradise on earth in the past, but a hell that was heading for destruction, collapse and burning!

The people up and down the palace seemed to have woken up from a dream, and they all discovered the strangeness of the court.

Fear and screams enveloped the palace, the ministers fled in a hurry, and the guards, believing it to be an enemy attack, drew their swords and looked around.

It was as if he had seen the previous world again, the scene of power flowing through his hands.

"No!"

Although he inherited only a small part of Merlin's memories, only the knowledge of magic was still engraved in his body.

As a result, he immediately launched a forbidden spell that controlled the spirit on a large scale.

Everyone's memories were tampered with, and no one doubted what was in front of them, and they followed his instructions as they were told.

He first ordered the people to extinguish the fire, then used Tsukiji magic to restore the palace to its original appearance, and finally even hired craftsmen to come and renovate the castle of Carmellot, citing disrepair.

After two months, most of the places were not much different from the original, except for a few small places that were not easily noticed.

During these two months, he used Merlin's status to take charge of court affairs, including taking over Merlin's ridiculous plans such as the election of the king......

Although he is no longer a king, he has not forgotten the past.

In order to regain the royal power, but also to adapt to this world, he checked a lot of information, and after learning about the differences between this world and the past world, it didn't take long for him to find that this is not only the history of the world is completely different from the past, but even the nameless shackles tied to him have disappeared!

In this world, there are no high gods, no system to control others with evil magic that is difficult to resist, and there is no savior named savior, who are actually demonic subordinates and claim to be the group of players.

Is this a paradise?

He thought about it countless times, and he realized that he might be able to accomplish that goal, so he tried to bring to this world the new magic technology that Merlin had researched in the past world, and the unmanned sailboat was the result of this. Now, his dream has just taken its first step, and he will never allow the slightest mistake to ruin what he has now.

"Well, Lord Merlin, should you ......?" Vivien reminded in a whisper.

"I remember I used to say, don't call it that when there are no outsiders, do you?" He came back to his senses and glared at his subordinates.

Vivien is the only person he has ever told her true identity, as well as his disciple and experimental assistant.

Although it was only a whim for him to get involved with this woman, he knew that proper cooperation was necessary if he wanted to get the most out of himself.

It's just that it has to be in your own hands.

"I'm sorry, Master Arthur." Vivien lowered her head palely, "But the Holy Sword System ......"

"It's time, I know." Arthur scratched the stone wall a few times, and the sound of the iron door opening was heard not far away, "Let's go and see how our third-generation holy sword system [Avalon] is completed......"

"Yes."

When the Holy Sword is completed, it's time to get rid of this damn body, right? At that time, I didn't need to use this crappy transfiguration technique anymore.

Arthur thought through gritted teeth as he touched the fake face that had been conjured up with Transfiguration. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. )