"Avalon", Fairy Lake.

The moonlight shone on the sparkling lake, and the stone towers in the lake looked even more lonely under the cold sky.

While the fairies were asleep, a male lion climbed and climbed on the stone tower with difficulty.

The stone tower is integrated, but the surface is full of rough stone thorns.

The lion's pads were barely able to hold out the sharp thorns, but the tower was too tall for him.

The stone tower towers into the sky, and it is intimidating.

However, he finally found this opportunity, how could he give up because of this setback.

Soon, blisters appeared on the lion's paws, and the blisters were filled with blood, hard and painful.

The blood bubbles were ground down by the sharp stone thorns, and the blood was poured on the stone tower, adding a touch of brilliant color to the lonely stone tower.

The night gradually thickened, and the bright moon shone brightly in his blue eyes.

The lion did not dare to look down, nor did he allow him to look down, and it was not permissible to delay for a second.

The stone tower is the forbidden belly of a certain fairy, and other fairies may not care, but if they are caught by that one, I am afraid that even he will have to be punished for a serious crime.

Here is one of the strongest men of the Boi Kingdom, the ancestor of magic, the wise man of the court, the master of Arthur, the king of the sky, the founder of the Druid Society, the great druid, the great sage, and the great prophet...... Merlin's residence.

It's not something that can be easily found.

The lion crawled with all his might, and even the clouds took pity on him.

He did not hesitate to descend from the sky, shielding him from the night wind, covering his figure and the breath of blood.

The stone tower was filled with magic that could not leave the filth, and because of this, not only bacteria and dust, but also the blood of a lion flowed down the stone tower into the earth without a trace.

Near, close, the lion finally climbed to the top of the tower, he has not neglected to exercise for a moment in the past thousand years, but he did not expect that this body strength has nowhere to go.

Finally, the top of the stone tower was imprinted with the paw prints of a lion.

He climbed to the top of the tower out of breath, but he was greeted by a stone prison that not even the birds in the air could see its true face.

But the lion knew that Merlin, who he was looking for, was inside.

"I'm still wondering why little Nissa came to have a tryst with me so late, how could it be you."

The other party's voice revealed a kind of laziness, and I don't know if I haven't fallen asleep yet.

But the lion heard an affirmation in his words, and the other party already knew that he was coming to him.

Sure enough, as soon as Merlin spoke, he went straight to the point.

"It's been a thousand years, and you're still feeling uncertain? Son of the King. ”

This lion is King Arthur's only bloodline, the Knight of the Round Table, Mordred.

"It's been a thousand years, and you still have doubts about her trial?"

"There's no actual punishment, just a confinement in Camelot City."

"So you've spent a thousand years searching for the entrance to Avalon. Did you come to me to ask for His Majesty's orders? ”

"Hmm."

The lion nodded, and there was not a glimmer of light in his blue pupils.

This thousand years have been too painful, and if he hadn't killed King Arthur, the country of Boi wouldn't have become what it is now.

There was a slight laugh coming from the stone prison, and although the visit was a bit abrupt at this point in time, Merlin could understand.

"It's very simple, as a descendant of the king, you only have the appearance of a king, the spirit of a king, but you do not have the character of a king."

"After the king leaves, the Boi Kingdom must immediately find a person to support the beam, and Your Majesty has taken the initiative to serve as this candidate."

"Although what you did is not wrong in your opinion, in front of the ministers and the Knights of the Round Table, it is natural that you should be more harsh."

"So she can't just treat you as a child."

"In addition, killing King Arthur has caused your reputation to drop rapidly, maybe keeping you in the royal capital is already her greatest maternal love."

"After all, there are a lot of monsters out there that want to kill you."

The lion widened his blue pupils and stared straight at the stone dungeon, as if he couldn't believe Merlin's words.

"Just kidding, don't stare at me with those clear blue eyes of yours."

"The world knows nothing about you, and naturally cannot tolerate your noble character."

Merlin's laughter was unabated, but there was more than one problem with the lion.

"The reason why I am like this, of course, is because of love."

"Well, for you, love is unreasonable, why am I so happy when I'm imprisoned?"

"No, no, no, no, it's just because Nissa's love is too clumsy."

"But I like it because it's 'real.'"

"It's very enjoyable to be surrounded by love."

"I'm sure you're not here to listen to my old fellow's love history, I know what questions you want to ask."

"Why don't I go to help Your Majesty, because even if I go, I won't be able to save the country of Boi."

"You need to care more about yourself than that."

"Your confusion comes from your sincerity to the land, your admiration for your father, and your attachment to your mother."

"Unlike Lancelot, you who only practice martial arts and magic are a little less human."

The lion's face was confused, and he still didn't understand.

Obviously they were all raised by the fairies of the lake, what difference can he have from Lancelot.

Merlin put away his laughter, he knew that ordinary words would not cure Mordred.

Because here, because he is not 'real'.

So no matter what you do, there's no point.

In the "virtual world built by reality", how can it be easy to find the "real"?

But the thousand years Mordred spent were 'real'.

The blood blisters that Mordred had ground up on her body were also 'real' to him.

Since this is the case, then you can't live up to this truth.

It just so happens that in this world, there are more suitable candidates than yourself.

It's not like I haven't done anything in the past thousand years.

"Mordred, do you remember the prophecy of the end of the world that I once recited?"

Merlin's eyes narrowed, it was his last prophecy left in the outside world.

I don't know if it's going to be the same, but since it's from my own mouth, it's definitely true.

"Could it be that the Son of the Destruction of the World is about to appear?"

"In a hurry, young children listen to the song of the East China Sea......"

Mordred muttered the prophecy of what had to do with the island of Poi, how could he forget.

Although the round table has been dispersed, the duty has not changed, and if the other party is really a child, then it is better to kill it yourself.

"But I am grounded by His Majesty, how can I look for her?"

Mordred frowned, there was no way he could disobey his mother's orders.

The corners of Merlin's mouth hooked a smile, although it was a bit immoral to do so, but since little Jennifer had told herself about the concept of equivalent exchange, it would be good for her to make up for it afterwards.

"Don't worry, little Mordred, since her purpose is His Majesty Morgan, then they will definitely come to Camelot City."

"And the knight of the city guard that day happens to be you."