"King Arthur was a bloodline remnant of the ......"

"Nonsense. ”

Bai Xi glared at him: "Otherwise, would the current royal family be picked up and raised by him?"

"I'm not talking about the inheritance of human blood, it's about things that are more dangerous—things that are more dangerous and deformed than the blood of heaven and man in the East. ”

Hermes looked back at her: "You don't think that the bloodline inheritance is only available to oriental musicians, right?"

What Western musicians are looking for is not illusory experience, inspiration, and talent, but something more direct, a more direct force...... Including our King Arthur. ”

Bai Xi was stunned for a moment and asked, "Isn't he a legendary demigod?"

"'Demigods'? Well, that's right. ”

Hermes nodded, "Back then, in order to ascend to the position of a god as a human body, he forcibly integrated the power beyond the limit into his body, and finally made himself a ...... A 'demigod' who is neither human nor ghostly.

The Anglo said that he was born with the blood of a red dragon, because his blood was scorching, boiling, mad, and indistinguishable from humans.

It was the gift of the fairy of the lake, the almighty wishing grail! He wanted power, and the blood gave him power. He wanted more, and the blood gave him more, and at the same time, it gave him a curse that would keep him in the hands of madness for the rest of his life.

In his old age, he intensified his thirst by drinking doves, constantly wanting to have more power, but more power brought more curses, and curses needed more and more power to suppress......

It's a vicious circle that comes from greed. The result was a collapse of his sanity and a frenzied begin. ”

He chewed on the sweetness that remained in his mouth, and narrowed his eyes wistfully:

"In just ten years, the heyday is gone, the blood of Avalon has gathered into rivers, the severed heads have been piled up into towers, and the dead have gathered their resentment into the ether. The aether is wrapped around the Mad King's scepter.

The whole of Avalon has become a demon city.

Ten years ago, everything was so beautiful that it was like the kingdom of heaven had come to earth, and ten years later, this kingdom of heaven fell into hell...... This is where the Shadow of Avalon comes from.

The consequences of greed thousands of years ago are endless. ”

"But King Arthur is dead"

"I hope so. But will not his children and grandchildren continue to prosper?"

Hermes glanced out the window at the night, where the Elizabeth Tower beneath the palace towered and pointed to the sky like a palm reaching out to the sky.

"This is the blood of the damned. ”

He lowered his eyes: "Strength and curse are in blood, passed down from generation to generation...... This is their original sin, destined for eternity.

There is no liberation. ”――

Late at night, at the highest point in Avalon.

Outside the palace, a horse-drawn carriage with no signs quietly approached. Driven by a knight shrouded in armor, he led the way, and the carriage passed through the guard's checkpoint in stealthily and silently, without alarming anyone.

The guard's level is followed by a weather-beaten lift, the brass lift has become round and smooth after a long period of friction, refracting a soft copper light.

The carriage stopped on it, and the elevator quietly started, lifting the carriage up. This is the only way to the top of Avalon.

When the carriage stopped in the square in front of the palace, the knight stepped out of the carriage. The door was opened, and the old monk stepped out of it.

"Master Mephistopheles, please come with me. ”

The knight took off his helmet, revealing the girl's anxious face: "Our time is running out. ”

Mephistopheles bowed his head and followed behind her, "How is the situation with Her Royal Highness the Princess?" Are you sure it's the curse of the Hundred Eyes?"

“...... That's right. ”

Christine lowered her head: "It was a dereliction of duty to not realize that Her Royal Highness the princess was actually cursed." ”

"Dragon's blood is in a frenzy out of control. It's not your fault that you can't get close. ”

Mephistopheles sighed lightly, "If the Dragon's Blood Disease and the Curse of the Hundred Eyes attack together...... I'm afraid Your Highness is already suffering. It's a pity that St. George's gun was lost many years ago, otherwise it wouldn't have been so. ”

Christine's eyes were painful, silently leading the way.

But soon. A pale-faced maid hurriedly walked up: "Lord Galahad, Your Highness she, Your Highness she ......"

She was halfway stunned, leaned into Christine's ear, and whispered a few words. Christine's face changed drastically: "Why don't you stop her!"

"Your Highness, she ...... She said that she was about to lose control again, and she was afraid that she would do something irreparable. ”

"Bastard!"

Christine glared at her angrily: "With Your Highness's current situation, how can you let her enter that kind of place! Besides, this time the situation is different from the past, you can't stop it, don't you know to inform me! When did Your Highness leave?"

"Your Highness knocked me unconscious as soon as you left......" The maid bowed her head and her shoulders trembled.

"Pardon me. ”

Christine didn't have time to salute and said goodbye to the old man, "Go and get the princess back immediately." ”

With that, she put on her helmet and rushed into the depths of the palace with the sword at her waist. But behind her, Mephistopheles suddenly stopped her.

"Lord Galahad. ”

He raised his cloudy and gloomy eyes, "Please don't be impatient, I can still feel Her Royal Highness's heart, she...... She's back. ”

"Coming back?"

Christine seemed to think of something, clenched her long sword, and her expression became solemn. Mephistopheles seemed to sense her thoughts, and shook her head slightly: "It's not as you imagined, Your Highness is not out of control...... According to the sense, His Highness's curse has been lifted. ”

"Lifted?" Christine was stunned.

Mephistopheles was silent, as if sensing something, and after a moment, she bowed slightly: "That's right, I can feel that His Highness is still very weak, but the curse of the Hundred Eyes has undoubtedly been removed, and even the manic dragon blood has fallen silent again."

It seems that His Highness is a child favored by the gods, and there is no need for me to do much trouble. ”

He smiled and motioned for Christine to relax.

Soon, Christine reacted, ignored the goodbye, and rushed to the palace where the princess was. The sound of footsteps broke the silence of the night.

Don't care about faux pas. She pushed open the door to her bedroom:

"Your Highness!"

The bedroom behind the door was not the mess she had imagined, it was still in order, and there was no place for it. Hearing her push the door in, the girl standing in front of the window turned around.

She was still wearing a long dress blackened by dust, and there were still some traces of dirt on her face, and she didn't look like a princess at all. Especially since she was still wearing a tattered leather coat. Covered in breaches and scorch marks, she looks like a little girl scavenging.

Only this time, she didn't lose her mind.

When she came in, the girl smiled.

"Christine. ”

Christine stared blankly at the smile on Mary's face before she came to her senses for a long time. Although it is not known what exactly happened, Her Royal Highness does not look like she is suffering from a curse.

Moreover, since the awakening of His Highness's bloodline, she had not seen such a relaxed smile for a long time.

"Your Highness...... Are you alright?" Christine pinched the hilt of her sword, feeling like she was dreaming.

"I'm fine. ”?

Mary wore the leather coat that was too strange and wide for her. But it seems to be wearing luxurious wings, and his expression is peaceful and quiet, and he does not see madness.

"I guess I had a good dream," she said, "and the whole thing is much lighter." ”

Christine looked at it for a long time, and finally put her mind at ease, "Has the curse been lifted?"

Mary nodded, and held out her palm to show her the wound in her palm. She had just made a cut, and warm blood was dripping from the wound. It's not hot, it's not crazy. There was nothing unusual.

"You see, even the dragon's blood has fallen asleep again. This time, maybe I'll be awake for a few more months. ”

Perceiving the bitterness in Mary's words, Christine lowered her head, unable to respond. Just skillfully pulled out bandages and wound medicine from the bedroom and bandaged her wounds.

It's on that slender and slender arm. There were already faint scars all over the place, which were the scars left over from her life when she had broken down in pain again and again, trying to end her life.

It's a pity, but I can't die.

How long will this cruel cycle continue?

She lowered her eyes. I didn't dare to look at it anymore, but bowed my head and prayed softly: "It's His Highness God Bless." ”

"No, God must hate me, right?"

She heard Mary's whisper, and looked up in astonishment to see the girl staring out the window at the moonlight.

"Isn't it?"

Mary whispered, "I was born with dragon blood, and I was controlled by that power, and I went mad and became a murderer. Every night I wake up from the blood of innocents, day after day, blackened by my own sins.

Christine, I was born sinful.

Sometimes I hate Jaime, I hate my brother, I hate him for being so ordinary, I hate him for not being able to bear the consequences that should have been inherited by him. When I was crazy, I felt that the whole world was defiled by unclean people, and it was filthy to the extreme. But when I woke up, I found that the dirtiest thing was myself......

Christine, you're my only friend, but sometimes when I look at you, I feel guilty.

How is it worth sacrificing your time for me for someone like me? You're eighteen years old, aren't you? Because I don't even have a playmate......"

"No matter who His Highness becomes, I will be by His Highness's side. If His Highness's destiny is to inherit the throne, then his mission in the next life is to be your sword and shield. ”

Christine looked solemn: "There are no men in the Lancelot family of this generation, and my father only has one child. Just like His Highness, from the time I was born, my future path has been predestined, I used to be unwilling, but now I feel that the person I met is His Highness, which is really good.

I became your chief of guard, not because of my family's mission, but out of my own will and desire. I am willingly willing to do this.

Therefore, please Your Highness do not blame yourself. ”

Mary was stunned.

After a long time, she squeezed Christine's palm, "Then, thank you." ”

Kristen Jaw Head-

It was late at night, and after Christine chatted with the sleepy Mary about some music and news that had been popular in Avalon recently, Mary leaned sleepily on top of her, drowsy.

Christine looked at the girl curled up on the sofa and her sleeping face that was no longer afraid, gently picked her up and put her on the bed.

It's just that in the drowsiness, Mary also seemed unwilling to take off the tattered leather coat, and clung to it. After two attempts, Christine reluctantly gave up.

I don't know where His Highness picked up this strange leather coat, but ...... What made Christine feel faintly uneasy was that this leather coat could be seen to be originally a man's style! Could it be that someone quietly approached Her Royal Highness when she was not paying attention?

Maybe it had something to do with the curse's contact, but if it was, then what was that man's plans!

Christine pondered, but for some reason there was a sour taste in her heart: His Highness looks so relaxed, it must have something to do with that man!

I have accompanied His Highness for so many years, but I can't stand up to a man who appeared out of thin air, and that man must have ulterior motives when he approached His Highness!

She clenched her sword tightly, and a chill flashed in her eyes: if she were to find that man with ill intentions, she would definitely let him understand the power of 'Galahad'!

"Christine. A murmuring voice came from behind her.

"Huh?" she paused, looking back at Mary on the bed, half-asleep. Her Royal Highness the Princess was holding the leather coat and looking at herself. She was subconsciously a little flustered, and there was a nervousness that her mind was being spied on.

"Your Highness, do you have any other orders?"

"After a while, teach me court dance. Mary looked at her and pleaded, "I want to learn the steps of a waltz." ”

"Uh...... Hasn't His Highness always been uninterested in these things?" Christine was getting nervous for some reason.

"Suddenly I want to learn, teach me, Christine. ”

Christine was stunned for a moment, and after hesitating for a long time, she lowered her head in shame: "This ...... From birth, he learned how to inherit the power left by Lord Galahad. A weak thing like court dancing is not a knight's fort after all, and he has never learned it. ”

"Oh?"

Mary looked faintly disappointed: "It turns out that Christine also has things that she can't do." ”

Christine was silent for a moment, made up her mind, gritted her teeth and said, "I'm going to study tomorrow!"

"Hey, hey. ”

When Mary saw her embarrassed appearance, she laughed triumphantly, and no longer dwelled on her, but half-buried her face in the pillow, and suddenly said:

"Christine, I just ...... I dreamed of His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

"Prince!?"

Christine lost her voice, and her eyes were dark, it was like a bolt from the blue: It seems that it is right, His Royal Highness has indeed met a bandit with ill intentions!

Soon she realized her gaffe and forced a smile:

"Ahem, is it......? Prince, do you look good?" she wanted to chop up that shitty prince and feed it to the dogs.

"I don't remember exactly, but I remember him holding my hand...... Well, I won't tell you the rest. Mary winked slyly:

"That dream is my secret, and His Royal Highness the Prince is also my secret......"

She smiled, closed her eyes sleepily, and fell into a peaceful sleep that she had not seen in a long time.

There seems to be moonlight in the dream. (To be continued.) )