Chapter 168 (1/2)
The night came as promised.
The moonlight is falling, and the lake shows white jade with bright scales.
The light wind rustled the leaves, and the insects chirped one after another. The qianmianyu Island shrouded in night was finally peaceful.
In the west of qianmianyu Island, the boy woke up slowly in the wooden house.
The fatigue of the body has dissipated, and there are more things in the brain. There is a strange feeling.
It seems that they have a closer relationship with nature, and can even release their consciousness to control animals!
What's going on?
by the way.
I remember when I was in a coma, it seemed that something crowded into my mind, and then attracted the holy light to passively absorb the fire element and burst out mixed energy to purify the things invading my mind.
The humble wooden bed is surrounded by noble girls.
The night was dark.
Arthur gathered the holy light at his fingertips and carefully pushed Guinevere away.
After her attitude of closing her eyes and waiting to die in the face of danger.
The boy kept her at arm's length.
Out of the cabin, he found Gao Wen sleeping against the wall with his sword in his arms.
When he noticed the movement around him, the young man immediately opened his eyes and woke up.
”Your Highness, are you awake?”
Arthur raised his finger, motioned him not to speak too loudly, nodded and asked, ”how long have I been in a coma?”
Gao Wen: ”not long, not a night.”
Arthur asked unkindly, ”where's the old coach?”
”Fred died,” Gawain said gloomily.
”Sorry, I'm too nervous to escape. I didn't even ask the old coach's name carefully. It's also strange that I didn't save him.” the young man looked guilty and apologized to the knight.
Gao Wen shook his head: ”Your Highness, I know you should always use your mental strength to find out that the enemy has no time to talk to us. As for Fred, he won't regret that he can fight for his highness.”
After a moment of silence, he didn't know what to do. Arthur patted the young man on the shoulder: ”you look very tired. Have a good rest.”
Gawain nodded.
Ambrosius slept next to the heart tree.
Arthur looked and didn't bother.
But the young man next to him stood up with a sword: ”Your Highness, I am Lancelot Hean.”
”Lancelot?” Arthur sniffed, but politely shook hands with him. ”Hello, nice to meet you. I'm Arthur.”
”By the way, your highness, my mother asked me to give this to you.”
Lancelot took out an animal skin book and handed it to the boy in front of him.
”What's this?” Arthur asked as he looked at the book suspiciously.
Lancelot said, ”a magic book that records the spells of the son of the forest and the shapeshifter.”
”Really?”
The boy eager for magic suddenly brightened his eyes.
”Mother said you would need it.”
”Thank you very much.” Arthur quickly thanked him for his impulse to jump into the ocean of knowledge. ”By the way, I don't know who your mother is?”
Lancelot: ”I don't know who my mother is. I was adopted by the son of the forest. My adoptive mother is a son of the forest.”
Combined with the son of Shenyan lake and forest, Arthur who heard the speech could conclude that he was the round table knight. After pondering for a while, he shook his head and said with a bitter smile: ”your experience is very legendary.”
”No, I'm nothing compared to your Highness's experience.”
Lancelot's adoptive mother knew Ambrosius would come and knew the prophecy and future destiny. Although the green prophet could not see the past, he also had special extraordinary power.
”...” Arthur was embarrassed. He didn't know what he had experienced. ”This book is very precious to me. How can I thank your adoptive mother?”