"He's lying!" cried out Pittman, "Your Majesty, you don't really believe the childish words of a seven-year-old child, let alone the son of a demon. ”

Merlin ignored Pittman's accusations, and continued to say to the king: "Your Majesty can send someone to investigate under the pedestal of the tower now, and if I am wrong, it will not be too late to kill me when the time comes." ”

"You.." Pittman wanted to say something more, but King Wotigan had clearly made up his mind.

"Somebody, tell my guards to dig up the base of the tower and see what's down there?"

"Your Majesty.."

"Okay Pittman. The king interrupted the magician and comforted him softly, "Sit down and have a cup of tea, and soon we will know the answer." ”

Pittman felt an inexplicable sadness, for a quarter of an hour before the king's expectations had been placed on him, and now he was more willing to believe the words of a seven-year-old boy.

Pitman looked at the handsome-looking little Merlin, but there was deep disgust in his eyes.

Merlin stood quietly the whole time, and the king seemed to appreciate his courage, and rewarded him with a biscuit, which he politely thanked him.

The king's wait did not last long, and the guards soon returned with news.

"Your Majesty, I think we've finally found the cause of the Tower's collapse. The captain of the guard looked surprised and excited, "Under the pedestal, there is an underground lake, the water vapor makes the soil soft, and it can't support the weight of the tower at all, we just need..."

"Drain them. The king spoke without hesitation.

"What?" the guard was stunned for a moment.

"I said drain the groundwater that was in the way. ”

"However, it may be better to change places."

"Do as I say. ”

"Well, I understand Your Majesty. ”

The captain of the guard hurried away with the king's new orders, and by now the king had chosen to believe the prophecy of Merlin.

"You say, there will be two sleeping dragons in the water, one for Wales and one for the Roman Empire.."

"Yes. Merlin calmly spoke: "From the moment they open their eyes, they will fight, and the result of the struggle will represent the future fate of the two nations." ”

The king's mind began to stir.

In the name of the Light, the Roman Empire was extremely prosperous, covering the entire European continent, and even Great Britain was only one of its nominal provinces. Although the empire is now bloated, and the Pope and the Great are gradually losing control of many of their kingdoms, it is by no means a small Welsh that can be subverted.

The metaphorical inspiration and Merlin's prophecy gave Votigan a glimpse of an incredible possibility.

Perhaps, anything can happen.

"Are you saying that if you kill the dragon that represents Rome, Wales will take Rome's place?" said King Wottigan, staring at Merlin with burning eyes.

"Your Majesty can understand it that way. ”

"Good. Wotigan got up and couldn't wait to instruct the chamberlain: "Send the order to go down, gather my most heroic and powerful soldiers, and when the groundwater is drained, go underground to slay the dragon!"

"Your Majesty, please don't be bewitched by the devil.." Pittman's face changed dramatically, and he thought the king was crazy.

"Shut up!" Vottigan strode back and forth in the hall, his waist straight, feeling like he had never been so young and energetic.

"The Welsh Empire.." Votigan's eyes burned with a flame, and the name of the flame was "Ambition".

...

It took the craftsmen seven full days to drain the entire underground lake, and a huge underground palace appeared in front of everyone.

When Votigan heard the news, he was thrilled and hurriedly summoned his guards and court magicians to find out.

Of course, Merlin was also brought along, and if he saw the two dragons in the prophecy, Merlin would be chopped into meat sauce by the angry king.

"You despicable son of the devil, when your lies are exposed, I will be the first to kill you. Pitman followed Merlin's side, with undisguised resentment and murderous intent in his eyes.

Merlin only glanced at him indifferently, and he was more like a wise old man than Pittman.

The underground palace in the underground lake is unexpectedly large and tortuous, with countless forks in the road, like a labyrinth.

But each time Merlin was able to point out exactly where to go and unknown dangers, which made Votigan even more convinced of his language.

At the second dawn of entering the dungeon, the team of the Kingdom of Wales finally reached the center of the dungeon.

A splendid and spacious hall with precious jewels and gold casually sprinkled on the ground, and everyone was ecstatic.

"With this wealth, Wales will quickly become stronger. Wotigan's eyes flashed with excitement, and he couldn't wait to ask Merlin, "Tell me, where are those two dragons?"

"Your Majesty, don't dragons sleep there?" Merlin pointed ahead.

It was clearly in front of him, but Votigan only noticed it now.

In the crystal walls of the ornate hall, two gigantic legendary creatures slumber.

One was red, like a solidified flame, and the other was snow-white, like a dazzling holy light.

The size of the two dragons was quite different, and the white dragon was three or four times the size of the red dragon.

Everyone was stunned by the spectacle, with Votigan's eyes ecstatic and Pittman in disbelief-shock.

"Is this the red dragon that represents Wales?" Votigan stroked the transparent crystal wall, feeling the throbbing of the blood connection between himself and the red dragon, and suddenly he roared: "Come on, help me break the crystal wall and kill this damn white dragon." ”

The soldiers took orders one after another, and the knight brandished his sword, which was shrouded in a powerful fighting spirit, and slashed at the crystal wall, thinking that it would take a lot of effort, but the seemingly hard crystal wall was extremely fragile.

At the first blow, countless cracks spread out.

The crack expanded rapidly, covering the entire crystal wall, and the next moment, the crystal wall shattered and turned into a brilliant crystal rain.

The full picture of the two legendary creatures is finally fully revealed to everyone, and although they are sleeping, the power they carry is terrifying.

It was the power of the dragon.

There was a faint hissing sound, the earth was shaking, stones and dust were constantly falling from the top of the dungeon, and huge eyes slowly opened, and there was a beating fire burning in them.

"The red dragon has woken up!" someone shouted in panic. The guards retreated in fear, and King Votigan trembled with fear, but he took a brave step forward.

"Your Majesty!" exclaimed Pittman worriedly.

"I'm fine. Stopping Pitman from coming up to stop him, Votigan boldly walked up to the Red Dragon, and shouted in a trembling tone, "I am the seventeenth generation of the Kingdom of Wales. ”

The red dragon brought his head to the trembling king, a hot snort spewing out of his face, and Votigan's hair showed signs of withered curls.

Some people couldn't help but close their eyes, and the next moment, their king would turn into a ball of fire in the mouth of the evil dragon.

However, something unexpected happened.

The fire dragon did not kill the king, but sniffed his scent, nodded slightly, and had a look of intimacy in his eyes.

The king was overjoyed, Merlin's prophecy was indeed correct, and the red dragon was the symbol of Wales and the totem of Wales.

The soldiers were also photographed by the magic in front of them and couldn't help but shout "Long live the King, long live Wales!"

The cheers lasted only a few moments before they were interrupted by a wail, the wail of the red dragon.

A creature stronger than it bit its neck.

The white dragon also woke up.