Dingdingding......

Dingdingding......

Ike stepped onto the island in the middle of the lake and looked at the scenery with great interest. Without the corruption of swamps, nor the twisting and weirdness of dense forests, the island in the middle of the lake magically retains quite a beautiful scenery. Although there are still some traces of the battle faintly, more of it is still a comfortable enjoyment, and it is worthy of the name of "Gensokyo far away from the world".

Of course, it would be better if that green guy didn't keep slashing his magic shield with his sword.

The sword is a good sword, and it is even more different from the weapons forged by those goblins. The style is ancient and seems to be a product of the pre-Middle Ages. It's just that it's not perfect right now.

Ike admits that he was still a little apprehensive when the sword slashed into his magic shield. Although he is confident in the strength of his magic shield, it is not an ordinary weapon. However, after actually withstanding the attack, there was no apprehension at all.

The green guy is a person, he must have been at the bottom of the lake for too long, and his whole body is covered with green algae. He didn't have an inch, but the hair on his body was still intact. The movements are agile and the strength is sufficient, but there is no awareness at all.

Yes, this guy has been dead for I don't know how many years, and he only behaves like this by relying on the magic and obsession in his body.

If it was as expected, before he completely lost consciousness, his heart should be on his mind: kill everyone who is near the island in the middle of the lake.

So, it all comes back to the question: what really happened to Avalon?

The answer is obvious, whether it was under attack, or if it was far more than Avalon's own defenses.

When the Big Four came a thousand years ago, the reason why they didn't see the Green Knights and the fairies in the lake may be because they were out on the expedition at that time, but because of the difference in strength between the two sides, Avalon was losing one after another.

Finally, one day, Avalon was breached.

The green knights all died, and the fairies in the lake were also defeated, but I don't know whether they are alive or dead, but in Ike's mind, it should be more than lucky.

Not many buildings have been preserved on the island in the middle of the lake, except for a half-collapsed treehouse. And Ike also found some broken records here.

It is supposed to be the Avalonian Documentation Room, and in addition to these records, there are many records of prehistory, especially the Arthurian period. It's just that the vast majority of them are damaged, and there are not many left.

Thankfully, the text is written in Anglo-Saxon, which is Old English. Although it seems a bit difficult, I can still understand it anyway.

“…… Darkness is reincarnated, reappearing on the earth. The great king and the great wizard were helpless and turned to Avalon for help......"

“…… Obey the contract...... The sword was borrowed by the great king...... Entering into a contract ......"

“…… Darkness has eroded ...... The king has fallen, and the sword has returned to Avalon......"

“…… Anger on the wizard, imprisoned in the ......"

“…… The darkness is unstoppable...... Threat of death......"

“…… The Behemoth broke through the defenses, and the First Knights ...... Extinguish ......"

“…… Sorcerer...... Suggest...... The power of the taboo...... Seal Avalon ......"

“…… Doomsday, come ......"

After looking through the remaining records, Ike could roughly guess what was going on in Avalon. However, more doubts followed, such as what "darkness" was and where the power to break Avalon came from.

Of course, doubts aside, Ike didn't have the idea of figuring out the truth of the matter, and instead focused on the guy who was still tirelessly slashing himself with his sword.

"Merlin?"

Ike muttered, he really couldn't connect the walking dead in front of him with only instinct and the greatest wizard in the wizarding world, but those mutilated records made Ike have to make such associations.

Shaking his head, Ike walked out of the treehouse in the face of Merlin's attack. Walking to the edge of the lake, with a finger of the wand in his hand, a cloud of lake water flew up, and then hovered in front of him.

"Ordinary lake ......"

I tested the lake with magic, and it was the magic that distinguishes the potion material, but nothing was found. Of course, this may be because the sample came from the surface of the lake. But Ike didn't have the idea of going into the depths of the lake yet.

He hadn't forgotten where Merlin came from, and there must be a secret at the bottom of the lake.

After thinking about it, the wand in his hand was waved lightly, and golden silk threads came out of thin air, tying the green Merlin tightly, and imprisoning it in place in large characters.

"There are so many secrets...... So, I'll give you a hand......"

Ike looked at Merlin, who was still struggling even though he was tied up, his eyes slightly closed, and when he opened them again, his pale blue eyes were a little more golden. The robes on his body were windless, and even the surrounding plants and trees were pressed around.

The hand holding the wand trembled slightly, and Merlin trembled even more violently. The golden thread on his body slowly faded, melting towards his body little by little.

Threads, wisps, until they penetrate the skin completely.

At this moment, Merlin has completely changed his appearance, no longer the messy and sloppy appearance, but has regained a bit of the momentum of the greatest wizard in the wizarding world.

The pale golden robe wrapped around the body, the skin turned white, and the hair was naturally draped behind the back. The sword in his hand flashed and shone brightly, and the long stick he held in the other hand also shone with a little soft light.

"Imprisoned!"

The wand streaked through the air, and the golden circle flashed beneath Merlin. After confirming that he really didn't move, Ike let out a long sigh of relief.

Wiping a little sweat from his forehead, Ike nodded with satisfaction, he was very satisfied with the results of his magical research during this time.

He didn't want to explore the truth behind Avalon, and he didn't want to know what Merlin was doing hiding at the bottom of the lake, but since Merlin left the bottom of the lake because of his appearance, and he still looked like he was dead, no matter what, as a junior wizard, he always had to help out where he could.

Therefore, Ike used magic to make Merlin's body a little angry, relying on the magic array engraved on his body, absorbing the vitality of those plants on the island in the middle of the lake little by little.

This magic was the product of Slytherin's research, mixed with some ideas for the cultivation of magical plants, and then improved by Ike. The effect is okay, in the previous experiment, Ike successfully made a withered grass perfectly absorb the life of a blooming rose, making it rejuvenate.

Of course, at the cost of the rose becoming a place of fly ash.

What is engraved on Merlin's body is adjusted, Ike strictly restricts the absorption of life force, so that it can flow for a long time, and only needs to let Merlin's body slowly regain its vitality, so that the next time he slashes someone, it will be faster and more powerful.

The weapon in his hand was also repaired a little by Ike, and many inscriptions such as "strong" and "sharp" were engraved on it to increase its power. This is true both for swords and sticks.

After all, with Merlin's current appearance, he has no ability to cast spells at all, and he can only make him more powerful when he slashes and smashes people.

After resting in place for a while, looking at Merlin, who was still quietly fixed in place in large letters, Ike sighed suddenly.

He bowed slightly, then turned around, his wand moved slightly, and his body floated towards the other side of the lake.

It's time to leave......

(End of chapter)