Hellish Affairs

"Huh?" Joyas smiled brightly, "Merlin, do you think I will do things that are not good for Britain? Or do you think I can do things that will affect Britain?"

"You really couldn't do it before." Merlin held his staff and said lightly, "But a few months ago, I couldn't see your future..."

How many months?A trace of doubt flashed in Joyas' eyes. Merlin can see the present, and the so-called present can be understood as a historical stage, but he absolutely cannot see the future. He can't see a person's future. Because this person's influence means that the future has extended to the world that Merlin can't even detect.

Of course, in my body, it may also be the cause of the time traveler.

"In the world you see, what is my future?" Joyas smiled and diverted Merlin's attention, then spun the dagger, cutting his own wrist while spinning. Merlin was about to answer, but Joe Yas didn't give him a chance, but whispered again.

"Blood of the White Dragon—Strengthen."

As soon as he finished speaking, two opposing lions were engraved on the silver-white dagger, and when it touched Joyas' blood, it instantly turned into two opposing dragons. The dragon devoured the blood and shimmered like countless ravines. The magic pattern wraps the dagger——

"Did you...reform this dagger when you were in the hall?" Merlin said in surprise.

Joyas Pendragon threw the dagger in an instant, and the prison gate made of magic collided with the red dagger, making an ear-shattering sound, and a blue magic circuit burst out from the prison gate, and did not hold on for a second The clock crashed.

Only then did Merlin realize that if he didn't come during the trial, would Joyas Pendragon rely on this dagger to rush out under the defense of many Knights of the Round Table?

Dragon blood?Mysterious creatures living in the age of gods need ether to maintain their magic power, this guy Joyas...

Merlin frowned, and the surrounding prison knights began to panic——

As the white dragon of Britain, the name of King Bei is always deeply engraved in the minds of the British people.

"Joyas Pendragon?" Merlin thought to himself, "This guy is supposed to have only half blood of a human and half of a white dragon..."

Breaking through the prison gate formed by the magic circuit, the blasting sound attracted many guarding knights, and at the same time, flames were ignited.

"Thank you, Merlin." Joyas lightly patted the flame off his body.

Merlin shook his head, "What are you going to do next?"

"Find a horse, or how will you get to Avalon in your mouth?"

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Chapter 005 Blood of the White Dragon King

"Hey." Merlin shouted behind Joyas Pendragon, "It's not so easy to think of getting the sword of the oath of victory..."

Merlin idly watched as Joaspendragon knocked out the two knights.

"Do you want me to go with you?" Merlin said loudly.

"The knights lying on the ground heard what you said. It seems that you are going to be treated as an undercover agent with me?"

"It's okay." Merlin said, "Didn't you say that many people want to beat me up?"

Joyas Pendragon felt very strange, and turned his head to look at this flower-loving magician——

"Why help me?"

"I still have unique experience in cultivating heroes." Merlin answered irrelevantly.

"Merlin, this is the place you hate the most."

Joyas said, at the same time a knight rushed towards him, Joyas Pendragon raised his wrist without hesitation, the short dagger completely blocked the damage of the giant sword, raised his leg, it was a kick The kick, as fleeting as a toad's tongue, made him bump into another knight behind him like a stack of cubes.

"You guys are always light and fluffy."

"Ah?" Merlin couldn't help being a little strange when he heard others use the word light and fluttering to describe himself. These three words made people feel that the meaning of the phrase was unbelievable.

Joyas grabbed a certain knight by the neck and asked, "Where is the horse farm?"

After getting his own answer, he knocked the last knight unconscious with his shield, ignored Merlin again, and walked towards the horse farm that the knight mentioned.

Although Joyas was indeed an office worker who lived a peaceful life and didn't like women's hands before the time travel, but the body after time travel has quite a strong explosive power. After he adapted to the body, he quickly learned The martial art of the previous life.

Originally, Joyas' physique was far beyond that of ordinary people. He is the son of a dragon, and the dragon blood on his body has the ability to strengthen, release, and explode. An extraordinary physique and magic talent.

But Joyas Pendoragon hates fighting, which is why he chose to become a magician.

He had already made up his mind that it was meaningless to stay in Britain. If possible, he wanted to go home, so he went to Merlin not long after crossing, hoping that Merlin could give him a solution.

It's a pity that this flimsy magician can't be seen through at all.

If you trust Merlin again, I, Joas Pendragon, will jump off the tower of Avalon.

Merlin looked at Joyas's back, smiled, leaned on his wand, and said to himself:

"Go to the land of hope, the road ahead is still long, let's take it easy and move forward... No, it should be regarded as a long and difficult road ahead, the last Master, I really want to see your future again..."

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Victory, love, and courage.

The king often talked about these, and at the same time it was deeply engraved in the mind of every knight.All the knights loved the king sitting on the high platform in front of them from the bottom of their hearts. It would not be an exaggeration to describe it with clothes and meals.

The team cultivated in this way is the team that Artoria really wants——

but!

"King, horse!"

A cry woke up Artoria, who was buried in the bowl, and she quickly raised her head. A ridiculous farce appeared in Artoria's team. in place.

But as if encountering something frightening, the usually docile horses seemed to have liberated their instincts, and rushed towards the square where Artoria had dinner with the knights and soldiers with purpose and direction—

"My lord!" cried Bedivere, "someone has set these horses free, and has driven them into a frenzy."

Horses of different colors with bare eyes rushed towards Artoria, she frowned, and the air was filled with a familiar smell.

"Joyas Pendragon..."

The knights have nothing to do with the horses. It seems that some kind of magic has been performed on them. From the usual docile and loyal to the berserkers, they are bound to crush everything they see...

Artoria flicked her big head, frowning——

"The blood of the white dragon...these horses are like this because they smelled the blood of the white dragon." Arturia whispered.

The white dragon symbolizes mania, cold-bloodedness, and violence in Britain...he is synonymous with the tyrant's Vortigern.

It took the knights more than two hours to appease the horses in this uneasy frenzy. It has to be said that it was an insult to King Arthur, and it should be said that the horses calmed down by themselves. After smelling the blood of the white dragon , being attracted by this magic power led to madness.

It's like a kid with a second-degree illness who thinks he is a real dragon, and wants to flatten what he sees. At the same time, in his room, he is chanting magic spells and being watched by his mother who suddenly opened the door. He is loyal to Artorie Ya's horses are socially dead in shame.

Bailong has such magic power.

Joyas Pendragon, who inherited the blood of the white dragon, was stronger than Artoria imagined.

"...Damn it." Mordred clenched his fist, "That Camelot traitor, did he escape? He should have been executed in the hall!"

"Execution?" The golden hair on the head of Sun Knight Gawain dazzled, showing a little smile, with his hands on his hips, and looked down at Mordred with a slight sarcasm, "Modred, you are too young, Joyas is comparable I have been with the king for too long..."

Mordred couldn't see his expression under the mask. He recalled his mother's words in his ear, and looked up at Artoria again, who was standing on the high platform.

In Mordred's view, the king did not smile, the king did not cry, but the king frowned when he mentioned Joyas Pendragon.

"What if it's early?" Mordred responded unceremoniously to Gawain. Gawain's blue and black thick cloak fluttered in the wind, and he didn't care about Mordred.

"I am willing to share my worries for the king." Mordred said loudly. She had just stepped into the field of the round table and was eager to express herself in front of King Arthur.

Artoria stood above the city gate, her cloak dancing in the wind, like a flag flying high, she looked at the chaotic horses under the tower, and finally said: "You can't beat him."

"Ah?" Mordred said incredulously: "... But then again, I haven't shown myself in front of the king, what does the king say about me..."

"Tristan."

"king."

"You take the knight to chase him, at least find out where he's going... If it's in the direction of King Bei, forget it."

Can we defeat the King of Bei?Arturia asked in her heart.

The coat rattled in the wind. With a wave of her hand, she passed all the round tables and walked towards the tower, leaving Mordred alone with his mouth half open.

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Chapter 006 Mordred's Blade

"Joyas, the so-called hero is someone who knows what he can't do."

Joyas Pendragon opened his eyes wide and watched, the old white-haired old man in front of him said to the still young Joyas——

"Our era is about to disappear... What we have left is all the magic and the fact that the Age of Gods continues to collapse."

No one came to tell Joyas Pendragon who the old man in front of him was, but it was as if he knew how to write this kind of ancient British characters as soon as he traveled through time. He immediately understood that this tall but old man The old man is none other than the father of his body, Vortigern.

Joyas didn't answer him, but Vortigern's body quickly mutated, Joyas opened his eyes wide, and took a few steps back, Vortigern's old face wrinkled into a ball, I don't know if it was pain or because of dragon transformation——

In a blink of an eye, Vortigern's original old body turned into a giant white dragon. On the rugged cliff, the giant white dragon flapped its wings. Joyas grabbed the black stone covered with moss, and did not Blown away by the storm—

With a dragon chant, the earth trembled, like a storm, and the violent wind in the British Storm Valley under the cliff was like a sea god, violently hitting the high cliff——

In a blink of an eye, King Bei flapped his wings and left towards the other side of the coast.

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Joyas woke up suddenly, and his hands felt numb. He opened his hands and found that in his dream, because he clenched his fists too hard, a bloodstain was carved on his nails.The memory of this body is constantly telling him the story of his childhood in the form of dreams.

Speaking of dreams, I always feel that Merlin is playing tricks.

Joyas didn't like Merlin very much, although Merlin did help him, and he didn't know the purpose at all.

However, it seems inappropriate to put the purpose on Merlin, because Merlin is a person who only does earth-shattering things for reasons such as 'curiosity' and 'interesting'.

Merlin told him to go to Avalon to obtain the sword of the oath of victory, and to engrave the map of the holy sword on the apple, isn't this hinting at himself?

Not long after he traveled, he asked Merlin, how to become a hero?Because he hopes that after many years, he can go to Chaldea or participate in the Holy Grail War to realize his wish to return home.

Merlin didn't answer him at that time, but came to him after he had revealed his identity as an undercover agent, and told him that he could go to the ideal land, where the elves lived, and get a holy sword from Avalon , and he told him what to do next?

Isn't that sword the curry stick of King Dumao?Artoria's Sword in the Stone had just been broken, and he didn't tell Artoria about Avalon's holy sword, but told him.

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to go on the road. Although I like Artoria very much, but now that my own interests are involved, there is no need to give way. Of course, it is first come first served.