Tribute to the Demon King

Darius patted his head ahaha, and said with a smile.

In his smile, there was a faint feeling of Merlin's spring breeze.

"Okay. To be honest, Merlin, how many years can you seal my memory? I mean, it won't cause any harm to my body, and it won't be accidentally removed by me."

"Not much... about two thousand years." Merlin replied honestly.

"Okay," Darius nodded slowly, "Then I'll continue watching with you."

He was also curious... not because he was curious about Arturia who became the king of the undead, but if he was curious about the only mortal in the round table, what choice the knight Bedivere would make in the end.

Even if the limbs are broken, the muscles are worn away, the spirit is weakened, and the soul is rotten... won't he stop moving forward?Or, before that, he will be completely desperate, defeated, and give up his obsession that is destined to be fruitless?

So the two of them watched the whole world from the only window without getting bored.

——At this glance, a thousand years have passed.

Author's message:

Dee... Finn lili is (by mistake) cute.By the way, Xiaogang lili is unexpectedly not like the real Xiaogang...

Then there is still an update today... tomorrow's update is also pending, but next month I can try to be full-time (far eye)

So far, this book has almost [-] left to finish...

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Darius and Merlin looked at the whole world through that window together.

They watched the plague sweep across Europe, and witnessed the opening of the Age of Discovery.

Human beings replace manpower with mechanical power and liberate themselves from endless labor.Then came the war facing the whole world, and countless people's blood flowed into rivers.

Immediately afterwards, humans launched rockets, and their vision began to gradually leave the planet.After that, the unprecedented war involved almost the whole world, and after a few years, the world ushered in a long-lasting peace...

Before they knew it, the two of them had spent more than a thousand years in the ageless Avalon.

And Bedivere is also running around in the world.Limbs have long been broken, running around on the ground like burnt firewood, like living corpses.If it weren't for the power of the holy sword tied to him to keep him alive, Bedivere would have died more than a dozen times.

And then... At some point, a human-shaped rock appeared at the border of Avalon.

The goblins don't know when it got here.No idea where it came from or what it was.

Although it looks like a human being, it may have stood there without moving for a long time... But, when you take a closer look, it is a terrifying living creature.

Although alive, but already unable to move.The body has already exceeded the limit, and the soul is like a candle in the wind.

But to Darius and Merlin's surprise, there was still a certain spirit in it.

This stone seems to have a strong obsession, insisting not to let itself die.Even though it can't do anything, it still doesn't want to die.

That stone was none other than Bedivere.

He probably remembered that the king once said that he was going to Avalon...so he came here with his last strength, and was turned into a stone statue by the magic power in Avalon.

The concentration of magic power in Avalon is too high.If it is an ordinary person, just taking a breath of air will start to rupture from the inside.In this sense, this place is indeed a paradise that mortals should not live in.

But because of this, Bedivere, who had already exceeded the limit, was instead extended by this magic power and remained here.

"...Why did he persist to such an extent?"

Darius, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly asked in a hoarse voice.

He kept his eyes on the knight.Watch him on his doomed, fruitless, round-the-world journey from England.

Gradually become old, and then the body is thin.The bones of the whole body are covered with cracks, and the limbs are withered to the same extent as black sticks.As the fuel to support his progress, his soul has been completely burned out.

Darius didn't pay much attention to the only mortal in the round table at first, and looked away after he glanced at him for a while.

But in the third hundred years after King Arthur's death, he began to notice this man.

After a thousand years, Darius has begun to stare at him intently.Except for being able to slightly divert his attention when a big event happened, he was paying attention to the knight who had been looking for King Arthur for a thousand years at other times.

... He saw some kind of shadow of himself in his whole body.

Obviously just a human being.As a fickle short-lived species, even if they get a long life, it is impossible to concentrate on doing one thing and keep it unchanged for thousands of years... It should be like this.

And Bedivere was not given any special care by King Arthur.There is no reason to repay her.Even if it is guilt, it should have been exhausted in the past thousand years.Not marrying a wife and not having children, looking for a person's whereabouts day and night...

Even a magician cannot live a thousand years without change.Unless one transforms into a Dead Apostle and becomes a complete human... If one wants to maintain a human identity, it is impossible not to be harmed by time.

Needless to say, a thousand years.Darius had seen too many young warriors become timid, and counselors stubborn and foolish.The once cheerful young man has gradually become taciturn, and the quiet man in his youth has become more talkative in old age...

Even Darius himself...he felt his human feelings gradually fade.A dangerous emotion of treating himself as a god has appeared in his heart time and time again, and it has even become more serious as time goes by.

He himself couldn't remember why he stayed here at that time.Darius couldn't even feel the meaning of waking up from the dream - he had actually seen the history of [-] years, and he was really tired of going through another hundred years after waking up .

History is always strikingly similar.What has been done must be done again, what has been done must be done again, there is nothing new under the sun.He is even about to see his birth in this life soon, but he has no interest in it.

...So, what gave Bedivere such power, even able to overcome the decay of the human spirit?

Facing Darius' question, Merlin smiled happily.

"You're finally starting to feel alive, old man. If you want to know, why don't you just attune to that stone statue?"

"Alright."

Darius readily agreed, and walked out of the Black Iron Tower like a phantom.