There is a saying that goes like this: one day in heaven, one year on earth.

If this statement is recklessly applied to modern astronauts and ordinary people on the ground, it is obviously absolutely inapplicable. But if you apply it to two different shijie, two planes that are accidentally connected by wormholes...... This will be an absolute truth!

Therefore, when Miss Cai Rong, a part-time member of the Chrono Chengguan who realized it later, finally discovered the small wormhole on the ceiling of the women's toilet, and hurriedly contacted her boss and rushed to the detention center to find a way to bring Archmage Merlin, who had been charged with the shameful crime of "molesting a young girl", to bring him back to the station of an independent squad of the Chengguan Dogtooth International Column with the wormhole, the time on the other side of the wormhole had quietly passed for a week.

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In the autumn of 500 A.D., a week after Archmage Merlin disappeared.

A solemn and mournful funeral was being held outside the small church in Bath, surrounded by ruins and rubble.

“…… The path to God is unpredictable, because of his merciful nature, placed in his words, in his myths. Although God has given us the news, we are still obligated to interpret it. For, when we open our arms, the earth has taken up this empty unconscious body, but now, this noble soul has turned away and entered into eternal radiance, to the Lord.

It is because of the pain of life that we find the meaning of life, and the grace that we lost at birth. God, who is infinitely wise, puts the answer in our hands. Because he has no body, our souls can be reborn in his shijie......"

Accompanied by Father Paul's eulogy recited in Latin, the funeral procession, which stretched for hundreds of meters, slowly advanced in an icy atmosphere.

This mini-kingdom centered on Camelot. Almost all over the country. Whether it was the Celtic tenant farmers who were ruled or the former British crossers from the Antarctic research station, they all walked behind the four coffin bearers with solemn faces, and no one opened their mouths to make a sound.

Because, lying in the oak coffin in front of him, the man was the supreme leader of Carmellot, the former British Army Major Uther. Weasley.

-- No one could have thought of it. Just a skirmish to the beach in the lower reaches of the Avon River to drive out pirates, the hapless Mr. Uther will be first wounded by the ballista on the pirate warship, and then infected by the wound and drenched in the rain halfway through. In the end, Carmelott died before he could bring it back!

Walking at the front of the funeral procession, the person presiding over the funeral was a handsome young man with blond hair and green eyes and a slightly childish face.

There was no sadness or uneasiness on his face. Just indifferently carried out the scheduled actions according to the funeral procedures.

-- as the son of the deceased. And the possible future heir to this mini-kingdom, he deserves to withstand anything.

“…… O Merciful King Uther who rules Camelot and Bass, the great monarch of the rich land of the Red Dragon! May God forgive you as you forgive others, and men come from dust and return to dust, and may your soul rest in heaven, Amen. ”

With Uther. Major Weasley's coffin. It was filled in the crypt at the back of the chapel, and Father Paul had finished reciting the prayer of Zuihou. The mourners who followed them left one after another. And Arthur. Weasley was silent for a moment in front of his father's grave, but then turned and walked into the spa bath not far from the cemetery—he needed to soak in the bath to relax and think about the inevitable struggle for power that would erupt next.

The hot tub next door to the church in Bath City was filled with water and was full of people at this time—Arthur was obviously not the only traveler who wanted to relax with a bath—but when Arthur took off his clothes and stepped into the men's bath, he found that all the male compatriots in the bath were silent, except for the occasional exchange of glances with strange faces, and the harmonious scene of joking, talking and laughing with each other in the past was no longer the harmonious scene of joking, talking and laughing with each other in the past.

After all, after the death of the major in battle, the next step is to elect a new leader. A week earlier, Archmage Merlin, who had been regarded by all as a wise man and second-in-command, had inexplicably disappeared without a trace in the bathroom of Bath Spa, leaving the competition for the next supreme leader in suspense - if Merlin had not disappeared, he would have been in the spot. So the crowd in the same bath may quickly become rivals.

If this were a true medieval kingdom, then it would be accepted that the throne would be succeeded by the death of the father and the son. But at the Carmellot research station, which has crossed over from the 21st century, there is a great deal of suspense about this - many veteran guys are eyeing this position.

In this competition for the supreme command of the surviving traversers at the Carmellot Research Station, Arthur, who does not even have a military rank, obviously has a slim chance of winning. He knew very well that even if his name matched, he was not really King Arthur, and he did not have the prestige and prestige that could intimidate the crowd - although his father was revered by the local Celtic farmers as Lord Pendragon because of the ornate statue of the red dragon on the roof of the main building of the research station, and even made his son Arthur. Pendragon ...... But myth and reality are still different after all.

After all, there was no sword in the stone for him to pull out and show off, and there was no beautiful lake fairy to give him the Excalibur of the Oath of Victory...... Wait a minute! This thing...... Where the hell did it come from? My God! Could this be the sword in the stone?

-- Under the incredulous gaze of Arthur and his companions, from a long-blocked spout of the hot tub, suddenly and at an extremely slow pace, a plastic toy sword was stretched upside down: the hilt was out, the scabbard was inside...... On the flat hilt of this plastic toy sword, a miniature pink mobile phone in the shape of a Hello Kitty is tied with duct paper, and the camera on the back is glistening in the mist......

So, Arthur, who felt that his mind was messy, reached out and grabbed the hilt of the plastic sword without thinking, and immediately pulled it out violently!

The next moment, as the plastic toy sword was pulled out of the marble spout of the bath by Arthur, a modern urban woman wearing a dark blue OL costume was also "dragged" out and fell heavily into the hot spring bath, splashing a huge splash.

Then, when she struggled to get up from the pool and opened her eyes to see a group of naked men around her, Miss Ma Tong, who had unfortunately become a chicken in the soup, first turned from white to red, and then from red to purple...... zuihou, the young lady who fell into the men's bath in ignorance, finally couldn't hold it anymore, like the legendary flowery soprano, let out a sharp howl that shocked the earth: "...... Ahh

――Welcome to the men's bathroom of the European Middle Ages, Miss Ma Tong, an undisciplined from the 21st century...... (To be continued......)