"Kano, what are you thinking?"

The child who was stopped held his chin and turned his face to look at his teacher, Merlin.

"I... Seems to be remembering something? His eyes gradually ceased to be confused, but he stood up sharply and groped around with his small body.

"Finally awake?"

The old druid, with a large beard and a diagonal striped robe, looked at his little apprentice with interest, and his wrinkled hands supported his chin as he learned his apprentice's movements.

"Where is this? How could I be here, I'm Chisato ... I'm Canopus... Who am I? ”

Canopers grabbed his black curls and ran to the quiet stream to look down.

A handsome and slightly pale little face appeared in the water, and anyone who saw it would say that he was really a handsome young man.

But he was sure that he was a mediocre-looking Chinese young man, and he didn't look like this at all.

His last memory is of a righteous and courageous act. There was a little girl who cried out for help in the water, and he jumped down to save people, but finally sank underwater due to physical exhaustion.

I wonder if the little girl was rescued in the end?

Memories from the previous life had been slowly reviving until today, when I was eleven years old, and finally fully unraveled. Today it's called Canopus. Blake's teenager washed his face and slowly calmed down.

"Merlin... Teacher, are you the Merlin in my impression? ”

The wrinkles on the old druid's face bloomed, and he touched his beard and shook his head.

"I am indeed Merlin, but unlike the legends in your head, I am not a child of the devil and man, and I did not die at the hands of the girl I admired." He reached out and patted Kano on the head, "I'm just an old druid with great mana. ”

Canopus looked around, the sky was a clear blue and surrounded by birds and flowers, and they were standing in a vast field.

"And this is Avalon?"

"No, this is the Fairy Township, the afterlife, the so-called 'paradise' far from the world. Avalon is just an island in the Elven Country. ”

A melodious female voice rang out from the stream behind him, and Kano turned his head to see a noblewoman in a gown walking slowly over the water.

She has a beautiful face, a graceful demeanor, and a kind of nobility exudes between her gestures, like a young queen from nowhere.

However, her expression was full of girlish mischievousness, and she stared at Canopus with beautiful eyes.

Kano smiled a little overwhelmed and greeted her, "Morgan... Sister. ”

"Why, when your memory is restored, you're not going to call your sister? Didn't I take you with you when you were young? ”

Self-proclaimed Morgan. Strangle. The woman walked onto the land and rubbed Kano's face until he begged for mercy.

In the story of King Arthur, Morgan is King Arthur's half-sister, but she is cruel by nature and has repeatedly designed to frame King Arthur.

For example, King Arthur's sword of choosing the king was broken under Morgan's strategy because he participated in a duel that did not conform to chivalry.

When King Arthur got the Exalty Sword, Morgan also cast a spell to exchange the Exal Sword for his mistress, allowing him to fight with the replica King Arthur with the real sword, which almost made King Arthur hate on the spot.

Even King Arthur dropped the scabbard at the end, and it was Morgan who was also playing tricks behind his back. This eventually led to King Arthur being mortally wounded in the battle with Mordred.

And the beautiful lady in front of her, who is full of the girl's brutal atmosphere, can't be connected with the ruthless poisonous woman in the story.

Kano was deeply caught in the conflict between the legend and his actual feelings, and he unconsciously made a bitter face.

Morgan unceremoniously slapped Kano on the back of the head, waking him up.

"Don't think about those who don't, I'm also a druid with high mana, and I have a higher status in the Order than Merlin. We can see what you're thinking! ”

"What about my privacy?" Kano touched the back of his head in disgruntled protest.

"Let's talk about privacy when you're a real druid."

Morgan pinched Kano's face again, took his hand, and walked with Merlin to the glade where they usually taught Kano his lessons.

The three of them sat cross-legged in a circle, the sun shining overhead, and the familiar surroundings calmed Kano's chaotic mind a little.

The memories of before he was born came back to him, and he could only vaguely remember the words of his mother reciting the ballad and the names of his enemies.

"Bellatrix, and the Death Eaters?"

Kano couldn't help but think of the Harry Potter books and movies he had seen in his previous life, and his heart was full of disbelief.

"I said," Merlin said with a victorious glance at Morgan, "he'll remember this, for he's a born druid who has crossed death." ”

"That story in your head, I prefer to call it a prophecy." Morgan nodded Kano's forehead, "It's so precious, and it's bound to be accurate." As for the price, I think you've figured it out. ”

Kano covered his face silently.

The druids were priests, judges, and advisors to the king. Prophecy is one of the abilities they must have.

Relying on the reincarnated underworld talents, Kano learned the druid language, the Ogan rune, and the concoction of various potions from Morgan and Merlin. But prophecy, the most talented, ability, he can't learn anything.

Sacrificing a white bull? Eat bread made from mistletoe seeds? Or come to the valley to bathe on the night of the Sahain festival?

No matter how much he tossed, he never got a word of prophecy, and now it seems that this is the price he paid for keeping his memory.

He had cried several times about it, but now that his memory was restored, it was a shame to think about it.

"Actually, I'd rather not remember that."

Morgan sighed, his slender eyebrows furrowed.

"You're already in the elf country, and your mortal husk remains in your mother's torso transformed into an oak tree. If you continue to live here, wait until your shell dies naturally, you will belong here completely. ”

"This is a paradise that countless people can't ask for, and you have reached the end that they can't reach by chance."

Kano grinned and looked up at Morgan.

"You know what I'm going to do when I regain my memory, right?"

Morgan nodded helplessly.

"You will help your parents avenge their deaths, and by the way, completely destroy the Voldemort who caused all the tragedy."

"That's right, other than that... I also want to see that beautiful, magical world with my own eyes. ”

"The people I know and don't know, the magical Hogwarts and Diagon Alley." Kano's words were full of anticipation, "What is my hometown like, and where is the world going?" ”

There is no hunger in the fairy country, and everything goes smoothly. It's a place for weather-beaten old people, but it's not enough for young people who are full of vigor.

Kano stood up, his eyes sparkling, and his gaze seemed to have pierced the sky high and far away, seeing the complex and real world.

Even if this young man has matured, even in his previous life, the blood surging in his heart has never cooled.

Merlin smiled and stood up, and Morgan, who was a little unhappy, could only get up.

Merlin pulled out a long, crutch wand and touched the ground slightly with the tip of the wand. A circle of water rippled under the feet of the three of them, and their figures instantly dissipated into the quiet woods.