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"Not perfect enough" is not very far from London, the capital of England, and Merlin looks at Joan of Arc and says that if she wants to be perfect, a certain sign is the most important.

"Ghostwind, is that your thing?" Pointing to the sword in Joan of Arc's hand, Merlin asked.

Originally, she wanted to do it herself, and no one was more familiar with that sword than her, but before she did it, she found out that the power surrounding it was more than just an ordinary weapon, which made Merlin subconsciously think of the ghostly wind.

I care enough about Joan of Arc that I even put my treasure there.

"It's mine" swept over the [Purple Moon Funeral Song] that had been placed with Joan of Arc, and the dark wind was revealed.

"I don't need to say what it looks like."

"If you don't say I'll almost forget," he pointed his finger, and the crimson sword suddenly changed in shape.

Originally, the form used for Joan of Arc was more inclined to a thin sword, but the blade became wider under the change, and the jewel-like blue hilt made people feel the cold air of the sword.

The most impressive thing is the text engraved on the bottom of the blade, which is not a common script on the mainland, but is more similar to the previous text around the French military camp.

"This is the ......" changed sword, Jeanne d'Arc asked suspiciously, used to that form, and the sudden change still made her a little unaccustomed.

"The sword in the stone is also known as the sword of the king. Of course, it's just a form," he said. Youfeng said with a smile. Although I don't know how many people still remember the appearance of the sword in the stone, it is always right under the change.

The historic Celtic family should remember the sword in the stone, and maybe even a painting of Leah.

As for the ordinary people, it is estimated that they still remember the legend of King Arthur, and the real history has been erased by the Normans, not to mention the appearance of Leah and the sword in the stone.

"It's almost there, you have to stand firm" Looking from afar, a city looms. London, the capital of England, was close at hand, and Merlin said with the corners of her mouth raised, and it was about to be her time to show it.

In London, all the people looked at the behemoth flying slowly in the sky, and the heat wave caused by it made people unconsciously wipe the sweat that flowed.

Not only the common people, but also some of the magicians hidden in London also looked solemnly at the sky, and unlike the ordinary people, they could see that this was a product of magic.

But...... There are only a handful of magicians in the world who can do this, and whether they can break through the single digits is the question of who came to London in this way.

A huge shadow hung over the ground. Unconsciously attracted everyone's attention, and the shadow of the red dragon became more and more blurred in the line of sight. It was as if it had turned into a burning flame.

Not only in front of London, but also in front of the city, red dragons that turned into flames seemed to appear in various parts of the country, and if you looked up, you could see the flames burning in the sky.

In the midst of the flames, a blurred image is introduced into the eye.

A square stone, with a sharp sword with mysterious words written on it, a blue hilt, and a brilliant golden gauntlet, plain and luxurious.

On the perimeter of the stone, it is written in gold letters, "Whoever can pull this sword out of the stone platform and is born in England, he is the king of all England"

Ten respected knights guarded the sword and did not allow anyone to come near it, until one day, a large number of knights gathered and tried to draw the sword one by one.

None of them were able to pull out the sword, and the knights who tried it were disappointed, and even the ten knights who had originally guarded it were about to leave the sword, because none of them were able to pull it out.

Just as everyone was about to give up, a blonde teenager stepped up to the rock and easily pulled his sword out of the stone, causing a loud shock.

The boy in the image does not move, but unconsciously, more and more people gather around him.

Dressed in black robes, Merlin, a great magician who does not know what she looks like, looks like a fairy, the purple-haired 'Gnevere', a famous knight, Lancelot, Gawain, Bedwell, Gareth, Galahad...... Countless knights who don't know their names, but leave traces.

Slowly, the shadows of all the knights blurred again, turning into burning flames again, and only the images of the three people in the front in the flames became more and more solid.

Dressed in a black robe, Mei Lin can't see clearly, the purple hair fluttering in the wind, and Joan of Arc holding a sword in the stone.

The flames floating in the sky fell suddenly, and the flames seen throughout England disappeared in an instant, and in front of the city of London, there was no living space, and thousands of high armies appeared.

"That way, all of England, and even Great Britain, will know," said the wind slowly, landing on the ground.

"Of course, nodes can be deliberately set up in those places a few days ago, and this scene will be seen all over England, and after a few days of spreading, it will naturally become more and more widespread," Merlin said confidently, putting away her wand

"Hehe......"

The strange laughter of "......" made Mei Lin tremble, and no matter how she looked at Youfeng, she didn't look happy.

"Who told you to print my image too! My reputation is ruined! His forehead was covered with black lines, and the wind said in a tangled voice.

History didn't know that there was such a person, and all of England knew about it...... I just hope they won't be left to guess.

Otherwise, his reputation in the world would be completely over, and he didn't want to hear people talk about it when he came back in the future.

[Behold, that is the ancestor of Western magic, and at the same time a fellow who married King Arthur. Sex. Love. Change. Status】

"Qi, you still have a reputation" twisted her head, Mei Lin said disdainfully, this is what she wants.

“…… I don't care about you this time" forcibly suppressed the resentment in his heart, how to say that this time it was also Mei Lin's help.

"Then comes the last battle, and if we win, true peace will come!" After landing for a short time, the commanders of the various parts also shouted loudly.

The soldiers who had given the hint earlier also recovered quickly, and the roar suddenly resounded through the sky, and even the distant city of London could be heard clearly.

"Let me help you break through the last barrier"

The pure white double-layered butterfly wings opened, and bows and arrows of the same color also appeared in the hands of the wind, looking at the city gate in the distance and saying, Let you relieve those grievances.

As soon as the finger was released, the pure white arrow came out of the string, leaving a white mark in the air and hitting the city gate accurately.

With a bang, the solid gates built for the capital were shattered in an instant, and even the soldiers who were guarding behind them lost their lives.

"There's nothing left to hold us back" (To be continued.) )