My Knights of the Round Table

Tamamo was so frightened that she leaned back, but Meili held tightly her two little hands around Arthur's back.

The fox girl could only tilt her head back slightly, looking in horror at Mei Li who was only a few centimeters away.

Meili's expression, which was still smiling just now, suddenly turned into a smile.

"Woooooooo..."

Mei Li's mournful cry came from behind, and the soft touch on her waist was not too lethal to Arthur.

Arthur raised his head and looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, silently feeling the soft touch of the front and back.

Tamamo looked panicked at Mei Li who was crying like herself, and set her eyes on Arthur for help.

"Lord, master!"

"Lord, master!"

Mellie imitated her in a similar tone.

The pitiful expression and the little face crying like a cat looked sad to anyone, but the unscrupulous teasing in the eyes formed a strong contrast.

Tamamoto turned his head immediately and stared at her angrily.

"Don't learn from me!"

"Woooooooo..."

Arthur still looked up at the scenery outside the window.

The rare white clouds floated slowly in the blue sky, like the occasional bubbles in Nuo's bathtub.

Beautiful and unreal.

Gradually, his head was emptied, and his soul was separated from that physical touch, and he experienced other tastes.

"You, you let go of my hand."

"Oh, little fox, no, don't you want to play?"

Mei Li still used a crying voice, her tone was more tender and pitiful.

When speaking of the word "little fox", he deliberately increased the volume.

The golden pupils in front of Yuzao tightened, subconsciously thinking of what happened before.

Gritting his teeth tightly, he stared at her angrily.

Mellie looked at her with a pitiful expression.

The faces of the two are getting closer and closer, Yuzao can even see the narrow smile in the other's eyes.

"Owner."

Yuzao no longer looked at that nasty woman, but turned to look at Arthur's face with a coquettish and pitiful tone.

Arthur didn't lower his head, but still looked at the not-so-beautiful scenery outside the window.

Chapter 141 Chapter 44 Holy Grail, Heroic Spirits and Restraining Power

"What should I do next?"

Arthur leaned against the railing of the balcony and looked at the scenery in the city.

A few years are like a dream. The people of Camelot have changed from the famine at the beginning to the present without worrying about food and drink. Although the food they eat is still rough, it is much better than when they were not able to eat enough.

Mei Li stood beside him and looked at the scenery below with him.

"What should I do? Arthur, you are the king, and I am just your national teacher."

"Merry, I just don't quite understand what he means. I don't know how to arrange the front of the Saxons in the east of Camelot."

Originally, he had already planned to take Lancelot and the army west and north to fight the kings of Wales, and let Gawain go east to intercept Vortigern's army.

In that case, even if Vutigeng came in person, with the pride of Vutigeng's white dragon incarnation, he would only fight her during the day, and Gao Wen would have difficulty coping with it even if he was in the daytime.

But Vortigern showed up in person that day and taught him swordsmanship, which made him feel lost, and the more he thought about it, the more disturbed he became.

At that time, he was not like a demon who destroyed the Celtics for his own selfish desire, but more like a helpless old man who had to do it.

"Have you heard the story of Arjuna and Karna, Raji and Moses?"

"I understand. But is there any way?"

Arthur smiled wryly.

"Well, there is a way, but there is a way. But that is something that should be told to you later, and now Arthur wants to know?"

"Ok?"

The white-haired woman's frivolous smile gradually disappeared, and she looked at him seriously.

Arthur saw her slightly dazed expression.

In the past, even if she showed this expression, she always wore a slightly indifferent and hypocritical smile, but this time there was no other decoration at all, and some only had an expression that was too serious.

"Have you heard of the Hall of Valor?"

"Hall of Valor?"

Arthur was even more confused when he heard this.

The only Hall of Valor he had heard of was the one in Norse mythology where Odin received the spirits of the dead.Inside is Valkyrie, Odin's handmaiden, and in the Hall of Valor are brave and skilled warriors selected on the battlefield of the world.

In the Hall of Valor, those who died on the battlefield are called "einherjar" (fighters), they practice face to face every day, and at night they party and drink like uninjured people.

The myth of the Hall of Valor reflects the ideal life that the ancient Germanic barbarians yearned for—fighting during the day, drinking at night, and facing challenges without fear.

But he also knew that what Mei Li said would definitely not be such a simple thing.

"Have you heard of inhibitions?"

Mei Li looked at his puzzled expression, did not explain but continued to talk on her own.

Arthur looked at her quietly and said nothing.

These are beyond what he has to learn as a king. Whether it is restraint or the Hall of Valor, the only Hall of Valor is just something that exists in historical myths, and he can't even determine its authenticity.

"Restraining force a.k.a. fixer of direction. The main force that prevents the magician from reaching the vortex of the root."

"What is the root cause of the disaster?"

"All magicians, certainly not including me, are interested in the root. Once they get in touch with the root, they will actually get the magic they want, and everything in it."

"Becoming a god?"

"It can be said that the strength of the person who has obtained the root will be improved qualitatively. Even if the most ordinary magician is recognized by the root, it will be very troublesome for you and me to solve it."

"so what?"

"So of course it's..."

Just when Mei Li was about to continue speaking, she suddenly stopped talking and looked at him blankly.

The subject of oneself is inhibition, not the root cause, right?Why did he bring the topic to the source unconsciously?

However, his earnest expression on his face made her not know how to criticize him.

"If you interrupt me again, I won't tell you."

Merlin snorted angrily.

Arthur nodded helplessly, not knowing why she was so angry.

"The restraining power is further divided into the unconscious aggregate that the primate wants his own world to survive - Alaya consciousness, and the world's own instinct - Gaia."

"Gaia's restraining power is responsible for protecting the earth, and Alaya's restraining power is responsible for protecting human beings. Most of the time, the restraining power will reside on the person or thing as the medium, and it will be judged that the 'behavior is enough to threaten the existence of human beings or the world. The Enemy's enemy. If the individual cannot be destroyed by human hands, the restraining force will become a natural phenomenon, destroying the individual and everything around it. Continents have been sunk in ancient times..."

"Some people are affected by Alaya's restraining power 'like the heroic spirits and guardians of the contract' to relieve human crises. Such people were called heroes in ancient times. Like the Nero you know, and the one I just said The four of them signed a contract with Alaya and entered the Hall of Valor, once there is a crisis in the world, the spirits of the Hall of Valor will come out according to their mood."

"Feeling?"

"Well, that's it. Although you may hear Alaya's consciousness is powerful, it's actually very weak. The spirits of the Hall of Valor don't care about it."

Arthur's mouth twitched slightly.

Isn't this just trash?

"In summary, the former is trying to keep the human world alive even if it erodes the entire planet; the latter is that as long as the world is fine, human beings don't care."

"So does it matter?"

"Arthur, you also know that if you act according to your ideas, the history of the world will inevitably be distorted, and it is not a small distortion. If history does not follow the original route, the probability of the end of the world will also increase. So both of the inhibitions don't like it happening."

"Will they stop me?"

"Yes, so you need the Holy Grail at this time."

"Holy Grail?"

Arthur raised his eyebrows, even more puzzled.

The Holy Grail is a wine cup used by Jesus and 11 disciples after sending away Judas Iscariot at the Passover meal before Jesus' crucifixion.Jesus established the Memorial of the Passion by taking this cup and telling his disciples to drink the red wine symbolizing his blood.Later, some people believed that this cup had some kind of magical ability because of this special occasion. According to legend, the magic furnace of Bishi Anwen was the predecessor of the Holy Grail.

The Holy Grail, the Hall of Valor, and Restraint.

The three things that were irrelevant or even useless in his original impression were now connected by Meili and seemed to be quite effective.

"Yes, as long as we have the Holy Grail. We can easily gain power, and even summon the spirits of the Hall of Valor to deal with the suppression."

Chapter 142 Chapter 1 Gawain's Strangeness

"I know, I will send someone to find it."