Chapter 4: The Kingdom of Amiló

"Do you need our help, sir?" The knight in the lead swept around, and when he saw that there was no one else, he probed with a hint of vigilance on his face.

Seeing Charles's thin body, the knight didn't care much in his heart, but this place was already very close to the royal city, and King Uther's health has been getting weaker and weaker in recent years, and there has been a bad undercurrent in the kingdom, but at this time, the Saxon tribe that was like maggots on tarsal bones invaded when the Roman Empire was withdrawing from Great Britain and the kingdom was at its weakest, so he couldn't help but be careful of a stranger who suddenly appeared near the royal city.

"Dear Mr. Knight, below is just a wandering poet Charles, who has recently set foot on this beautiful land." Charles bowed slightly, casually pulling a fake identity for himself, but when he lowered his head, he always paid attention to the expressions of the knights in front of him.

Wandering poets? When the knights heard this term, they looked at each other suspiciously, and found that everyone showed a blank look, and the leading knight could only look back at Charles in embarrassment.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Charles was silent on his face, but he was slightly stunned in his heart, seeing the powerful aura shown by several knights, he also thought that this was a Western fantasy world similar to his own world, but it seemed a little different, it was very common to be a poet in his own world, and they all had a good strength.

"Ah, it's just a showman who travels the world and sings about heroic historical sites." Charlie had no choice but to explain.

"Ah, that's right." The leading knight nodded with an expression of understanding, but Charles clearly noticed that the knight still had a blank look in his eyes.

"Your Excellency Charles, there will be some injustice in the nearby area recently, I wonder if you have a place to go?" Without knowing what the wandering poet was, the leading knight thought that instead of letting a stranger wander around in such a tense situation, it would be better to invite him to the royal city, where at least there was the powerful magician Master Merlin, and many knights.

"It's the first time I've set foot on this land, and I haven't decided where I'm going."

"Then if you don't mind, why don't you stay in our city for a while, we also want to hear the story of the hero."

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey." Charles bowed down and thanked him, this was exactly what he wanted, and in the absence of any knowledge of this world, it was better to find a local force to find out about the situation first.

The leading knight waved his hand behind him, and the knights quickly turned around, ready to end their day's patrol.

The leading knight suddenly thought of Charles's mount, which had no substitute for him except for the sword that looked like an ornament at his waist, and he couldn't help scratching his head in annoyance, turned his head to look at Charles, and was just about to ask one of his subordinates to take him with him, but was interrupted by Charles with a slight wave of his hand.

"Mr. Knight, don't care, just lead the way, I won't be left behind."

Hearing Charles's words, the knights who were about to set off couldn't help but look at Charles's not thin but slightly thin body in surprise, and began to wonder how this wandering poet who had never heard of it caught up with him.

The leading knight also showed a trace of curiosity on his face, but after all, he was able to become the captain of the knight squad and still knew some evasions, so he didn't ask anything more, and with a wave of his right hand, all the knights immediately urged the horses under their crotches to start galloping towards the royal city.

Charles squinted his eyes at the knights who had rushed out a long distance, and his feet moved slightly, but the whole person appeared in the distance in an instant, close behind the knights.

It's not that Charles is deliberately showing off, it's just that when he is new to the world, he is not familiar with the world at all, and in order to avoid some unnecessary trouble, it is best to show some strength. Although this may cause local forces to be vigilant, it is also necessary.

As for the behavior of the protagonists in the novels of the previous life, who deliberately hide their strength, and then attract some people to bully themselves, so as to pretend to slap each other in the face, Charles has no interest in doing it. That's just asking for trouble, and the protagonist of the previous novel seems to be funny if he is being looked down upon and then slapped in the face, and Charles feels that it is completely idle, as if there is no joy in being a human being if he does not do it.

However, it is definitely necessary to hide a certain amount of strength, Charles does not know what kind of position his golden strength will be in here, but it is not wrong to keep some hole cards, not to mention that the spatial ability he uses now is as simple as eating and drinking for devils and demons, and it is not an important ability.

After noticing that Charles behind him had really followed his team, and seeing Charles's indifferent and unstrained expression, he was shocked in his heart and hurriedly signaled to one of his subordinates, who saw his captain's order and immediately urged his crotch mount to quickly run towards the royal city.

After casually glancing at the knight in the distance, Charles used his spatial ability to follow the leading knight while asking for information about this world. As for the knight who went first, it was obvious that he had gone to report his existence to the people in the city, and he didn't care about anything, and if Farr didn't do anything, he would have to think about how this unwary force survived.

In this way, Charles followed the group of knights to a city built on a hillside that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and along the way, in addition to being often watched by the team of knights with surprised and curious eyes, Charles also inquired about some information about the world he was in.

The kingdom of Amiló, which is the country of the land on which he now treads, is located on an island called the island of Great Britain. When he first heard the name from the leading knight, Charles was slightly stunned, and he didn't know if it was a coincidence or what, but after hearing about the Roman Empire, Saxon and France, Charles also probably knew that he seemed to have come to Europe in the Middle Ages or earlier.

As for more accurate information, it depends on whether he can obtain it in the city in front of him, Charles looked at the city in front of him. The whole city was built on the hillside, the majestic and towering walls were made entirely of huge ashlars, and the outermost wall circled the whole city at the foot of the hill, and on the hillside, in the distance, you could see a strong and beautiful castle with a distinctly European style, and that was the royal palace, Charles thought to himself.

"Lord Charles, please come here." After a few words of conversation with the knight guarding the gate at the gate, the leading knight came up to Charles to invite him, and it was obvious that the knight who had just arrived had brought his news, and the leading knight had received his next order from the knight guarding the gate.

Charles followed the captain of the knights unconcernedly, constantly surveying the city all the way. However, to Charles's surprise, the walls of the city were so tall and strong, and as far as Charles saw at the gate of the city, in addition to the group of knights who obviously had the black iron and bronze stages in his eyes, there were also a considerable number of ordinary troops, why did the citizens of this city have panicked and anxious expressions on their faces.

"Your Excellency Charles, I will bring you here, and then this guard will take you into the palace." Before Charles could figure it out, the knight captain had already led him to the castle at the top of the hill, bowed to him slightly, and then left.

Charles thanked him and followed the royal guards into the castle, but he had just walked through the castle to the palace gate, when he could inform a white-haired old man in a robe who had suddenly walked out of the palace.

"Master Merlin." The guards who were leading the way in front of him immediately bowed respectfully and saluted when they saw the old man.

However, Charles didn't pay attention to the guard's movements at all at this time, and his whole eyes were completely focused on the old man who suddenly walked out. The strong magical aura on the old man's body is the only one that Charles has perceived in the royal city of hundreds of thousands of people, and that powerful aura Charles is estimated to be a powerful legendary magician in his own world, far exceeding his current strength that is only gold.

Charles, who was originally stunned by the old man's strong strength, suddenly heard the name of the guard to the other party, and the whole person was shocked, it could be Merlin, so is he now in the kingdom of Emillot in the period before and after King Arthur, no wonder he always has a sense of familiarity.

Just as Charles was stunned by the old man's name and the era he was in, he suddenly noticed a gaze on him.

As soon as Charles raised his head, he saw Merlin, who was standing in front of the palace, looking at him with the eyes that had been deepened by endless time, and Charles didn't know why he suddenly felt a sense of restraint and a shudder from the depths of his soul at this time.

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