I Built the Ancient Organization of Salvation

　　Tang You pushed away her five fingers, put the triangular amulet into her palm, and then withdrew her hand: "This amulet stores a set of armor, which is not very good, but it is very suitable for you now."

　　In Erna's clear eyes, the triangular pendant shone brightly.

　　"Sword and armor, they should be considered gifts... Little girl, maybe you should have another name, a name that is more suitable for you-"

　　Hearing this, she raised her head subconsciously, and happened to meet the gaze of Saint Merlin. Those eyes were so deep and vast that they even covered the arc of night adorned with bright stars.

　　"Arthur." Tang You spit the name lightly.

　　Arthur?

　　There seemed to be an electric light flashing across Aina's mind, and the deep reasons for her strange brute force seemed to be completely revealed at this moment.

　　In the ancient Celtic language, the words "Arthur" and "Bear God" are very close etymologically.

　　Although the worship of the bear god exists more among the Celts of Western Europa, and the relationship with the British Isles is not very big, as the daughter of the bard, Erna obviously knows the bear god.

　　Seeing Ena's stunned and shocked, Tang You didn't explain too much about this thought-provoking language, which would not be beautiful, but just said:

　 　"This sword is called 'Broken Steel'. I entrust it to the Avalon secret here to build it. It can exert a power equal to the user's will."

　　"In other words, the tougher your will, the stronger your power."

　　The so-called Broken Steel is the real name of the Sword of Kings and the Sword of the Lake.

　　In the later Arthurian stories, the Sword in the Stone and the Sword of the King were separated, but in the original version, the two were actually the same sword, forged in Avalon, the home of the elves.

　　"Why me." Ena seemed a little cold, her body shrank, and her petite body looked even more pitiful: "I'm just a coward."

　　Due to lack of nutrition, people in this era are generally not tall.

　　Tang You looked up at the Mantian Xinghe and said calmly, "What do you think is courage? When aroused by certain words or situations, the blood surges up and loses reason, roaring like a wild wolf and rushing to splatter with blood for five steps, Is that what you call courage?"

　　Depressed, Ena turned her head to look at the famous saint, a strand of blond hair hanging down from her forehead, and her typical Celtic green eyes were like two pure gems.

　　"You have heard the stories of so many heroes, their courage has been sung so far, and their chapters are dazzling, but which one is because blood obscures the achievements of reason."

　　Tang You stood up and took two steps slowly: "The courage of blood is not real courage."

　　"Even if such people have super strength, they are still mediocre people. If they have a little evil thoughts, they are even more robbers on the wrong side."

　　Aina's eyes followed him, and she saw his tall and straight figure, standing under the shocking starry sky, like a towering mountain that has experienced wind and rain.

　　"True courage comes from inner conviction."

　　"It's so good to be alive, but to die and have nothing, even the self-consciousness is dissipated, and it is normal to be panicked about death."

　　"However, when you find that there are more important things in this world than living, when you find that living is more difficult than dying, but you still have to roll in the mud even if you grit your teeth for that..."

　　"You find your faith."

　　"At that time, even if there is a mountain of knives in front of you, you will go for it; if there is a sea of ​​fire in front of you, you will also go."

　　"Even if you are alone, even if you know it is a mortal battle, as long as you can get one step closer to your faith, you will draw your sword without hesitation and shout 'Come on!' in the gust of wind."

　　Tang You turned around and stared at the girl whose mouth was slightly open: "It was the deep-sea giant Fumor who killed your relative. If you rushed over at that time, the only difference would be an extra corpse."

　　"Then, no one can avenge the innocent dead family, friends, and acquaintances. The corpses are turned into ashes and tragically merged into the earth, and no one can remember."

　　"You are blaming yourself and remorse, but as the Fermors raged, there are countless people who have experienced the same thing as you, and the number is increasing every day. At the same time, disasters also make people less like people."

　　"Now, you may have the opportunity to change and contain everything, and even return all the displaced people. The price may be the suffering of grinding yourself, maybe the only life."

　　Tang You saw that there was something faint but real in Aina's eyes, like a dam was about to collapse.

　　"It's up to you to choose. But, no matter what, remember the pain of these days, they will make you stronger."

　　His figure gradually faded with the words, and finally disappeared completely under the night.

　　Ena seemed to have turned into a solidified stone statue, motionless in the night wind, but her hand was holding the triangle amulet tighter and tighter, as if she wanted to embed it in her flesh.

　　I don't know how long it took, she picked up the sword, the blade was smooth like a mirror, reflecting her muddy cheeks and the raging flames in those pair of eyes.

　　……

　　The next day.

　　The refugees woke up in the mist and birdsong to find that the fire had been crushed by stones, but the warmth remained.

　　Someone rubbed their eyes, thankful that no one was taken away by the beasts, and was about to get up to go to the lake for a drink, but was stunned to see a soldier in bright silver armor sitting in front of him.

　　He swears that even the lord does not have such a set of exquisite and thick armor, as for the person wearing the armor... wait, this is...

　　"Ena?"

　　He took a cautious step back and tried.

　　This man in armor but without a helmet had long golden hair tied up by a thick hemp rope and coiled behind his head, only a few strands of hair on his sides and forehead stubbornly popped out.

　　Her face was washed exceptionally clean with water, revealing her straight facial features and fair skin. If she returned to women's clothing, she would definitely be a lovable girl.

　　But in this dress, she looks more like a handsome man, with a bit of a heroic and heroic spirit.

　　Hearing the words of temptation, she raised her head a little: "From now on, I am Arthur."

　　……

　　Everyone followed the traces left by their predecessors and headed north.

　　Their target, if described in later geographical terms, was the Scottish Highlands in the north of the United Kingdom.

　　The British island is more than [-] kilometers long from north to south, and it is a sparsely populated and undeveloped wilderness. Ordinary people can't walk very far in one day.

　　They climbed mountains, crossed valleys, walked in sunshine, wind, and rain, encountering hungry beasts and ferocious birds.

　　As time passed, the transformation of Arthur by the Sword in the Stone became more and more obvious.

　　In addition to the rapid increase in her physique, she can use more and more spiritual power, and even the skills honed in the illusion of reincarnation are gradually lifted.

　　Along the way, the pedestrian also encountered other refugees.

　　In this era, being able to hold a fine sword is already great, let alone wearing a set of delicate and thick armor, which is a guarantee of powerful force.

　　Arthur, just by virtue of her good appearance, attracted the refugees she encountered into the team. The number of people from the initial ten people quickly reached more than [-] people.

　　The legendary experience of her pulling out the sword in the stone was also passed down through the mouths of the original members and spread among the latecomers. Coupled with the powerful force she showed when hunting beasts with ease, the rest were convinced.

　　The intersection of people also brought more information.

　　Some people say that they saw a group of druids with strange signs rushing out of the forest, chasing Fermor who came ashore, and chased them all the way to the sea. During the battle, the water splashed as high as a low mountain...

　　Others said that more monsters appeared in the wilderness, and they would grab people, horses, and cattle back to eat them. If it wasn't for the help of Druids, it was impossible for them to get here.

　　In short, the entire South has become a mess of porridge.

　　Mysterious druids intercepted the mighty Fermor near the coast, but had no time for the more feeble giants that raged south of the British Isles.

　　People can only choose to communicate the guidance of Saint Merlin to each other, help each other to escape to the northern highlands, and countless displaced people migrate like ants.

　　After the twelfth day after getting the Sword in the Stone, the team finally came to the middle of the island.The terrain changed abruptly here, rising rapidly, only a narrow path with dense forests could pass through, but...

　　Arthur looked around and saw that there were hundreds of people stationed three or four miles in front of the narrow path in the dense forest, so she asked someone to ask what happened.

　　The person being asked was originally impatient, but seeing her gorgeous outfit, even though she was surprised that she was a woman, she hurriedly replied:

　　"We are all people who have learned the guidance of the saints, so we are ready to go to the land surrounded by eagles."

　　"This road was originally the best choice. The rest are either walking through the cliffs or crossing the vast ancient forest. I am afraid that only half of the people will be left after walking."

　　"But not long ago, two ogres appeared in this narrow passage. They were seven or eight meters high, and they were strong enough to use tree trunks as weapons. Of all those who tried to pass, only the treasure holder could escape alive."

　　"We couldn't continue to move forward, and the follow-up people came here one after another, so more and more people stopped here."

　　Those who followed Arthur could not help but become sad.

　　Originally found a good thigh, and saw that he could lie down to the northern highlands, but now he has killed two ogres to block his way, and his strength is still so terrible, what can we do?

　　Arthur took off his helmet, exposing his blond hair to the air.

　　She looked around and saw that the grass on the ground had been trampled into mud, and people built rudimentary temporary shelters with leaves, sticks and hay, leaning against tree trunks or against rock walls.

　　Obviously, this group of people has been here for a long time.

　　The person who answered looked at his clean and beautiful face, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment 4.3.

　　Arthur was originally good-looking, had equipment bonuses, and was cleaned up very cleanly. In stark contrast to the rest of the stained refugees, he naturally stood out like a fairy.

　　However, the people who can or get here are the ones with superior brains and physical strength, otherwise they would have died in the Fermor attack and the difficult road.

　　Judging from the look of this team, it was obvious that the road was not bad, and the force was obviously guaranteed, and although this was a woman, it was obviously not easy to make the rest of the people obey.

　　After looking at it, Arthur's eyes darkened slightly.

　　This is the only way to the northern highlands, where people accumulate, and if the deep sea giants spread here, the consequences will be unimaginable.

　　In any case, we must find a way to get rid of this road.

　　So, she pulled out the triangular amulet from the breastplate and shook it in front of the person who answered: "Please take me to find other treasure holders, I have something to discuss with them."

　　……

　　ps: To be honest, everyone, I like Arturia very much, otherwise I would not choose to write the female version of Arthur.

　　But in the case of guaranteeing logic, it is obvious that ancient times can't call her this name, at most one click, otherwise history will not end, but when she reaches modern times, she can't control what the young members of the Holy Shield call her, right... 【squinting】【bad smile】

　　Don't worry, everyone, I will maintain a suitable degree so that everyone is fine. .

Chapter 316

　　Arthur's mind was very simple. She was going to join other people and try to get through the narrow passage in the dense forest to move on, otherwise she would become a trapped beast waiting to be slaughtered.

　　After revealing her identity, she quickly got her wish.

　　Fortunately, among the hundreds of people in this area, there are actually two treasure holders.

　　One is a bold uncle with a full beard, called Auston, who used to be the lord of a certain village.

　　The other is a short and thin young man named Danny. It is said that his grandfather was a Druid of the settlement, but nothing has been passed down, and now he is just a commoner.

　　"...Therefore, I have to find a way to kill the two ogres. I'm afraid my strength alone is not enough. I need your help." Arthur looked at the two people in the shelter of the dilapidated house.

　　Auston was a little dignified: "To be honest, I tried with Danny, but in the end, we could only escape back in despair."

　　"Those ogres are too big! Even if the Amulet of the Holy One gives us more power, my spear can't hurt their internal organs, and the size gap is there."