24 years old, alien god, raising the era of humanity

Mordred murmured, feeling something in his heart that he wanted to grasp, but it was fleeting.

After all, being summoned by a heroic spirit means that she has a wish that she wants to realize. So what exactly is her wish and in what form should it be realized?

As a knight who destroyed his motherland, completely dismantled the Knights of the Round Table, and gave his father the final blow...

How can she be recognized again?

"The establishment of Camelot did not happen overnight, and the destruction of Camelot did not happen without warning."

"People's wishes are always changing, and people's cognition needs to keep up with the times."

"Sir Mordred, the path you want to take has already appeared, hasn't it?"

After saying this, Merlin turned around, his figure was covered by scattered pink petals, and disappeared into the Queen's Palace in an instant.

Mordred paused for a moment, then walked out.

Looking down from the heights of the Queen's Palace, you can see many unevenly constructed buildings in the foggy city.

Concrete and glass cover the land, and thick yellow-green haze obscures the sky.

Here we can’t see the green mountains and beautiful lands of Britain, nor the beautiful and bright stars in the sky, nor the familiar Knights of the Round Table.

"What am I longing for in my heart..."

"That glory was destroyed by my own hands, but now I yearn for it so much."

"Holy Grail, if you are really the all-powerful wishing machine, can you help me...restore Camelot and awaken the Knights of the Round Table?"

"If it can really be done..."

She didn't say the last words.

Wanting to get someone's approval is so urgent as never before.

72. As we all know, Mordred is a fool

"What? Mordred is going to Blackgate, Enfield District tomorrow?"

Time turned to later, and the old queen who was enjoying afternoon tea suddenly got a piece of information from the waiter.

"Yes, our agents heard her chatting with the clerk at the fast food restaurant about this while following Lord Mordred."

The waiter bent down and answered respectfully.

"Are you sure you're not joking...?"

The old queen frowned, her expression uncertain.

You must know that the Holy Grail is hidden in the Black Gate. People have been trying to enter the Black Gate since it was made public. However, even if well-equipped, well-trained, and physically strong special operations forces are sent in on a large scale, they will not be able to see it. To one who can come out alive.

They were like stones sinking into the sea, disappearing without a ripple.

"The Land Retrieval Committee immediately sent someone to inquire, and Mordred gave an accurate answer."

The waiter took out an audio file, which contained Mordred's announcement.

She waited until her magic power was fully restored before preparing to enter the Black Gate to explore, and the exact time was probably between tomorrow morning and noon.

"Is there any way to stop her?"

Sighing deeply, the old queen was very confused.

If Mordred dies in the Black Gate, Dayang's current stable status quo will be broken instantly.

Nowadays, other countries are suffering from the threat of the Black Gate monsters roaming around. Only Dayan, relying on the advantage of first-hand combat readiness, and Daying, relying on the power of heroic spirits to clean up everywhere, have prevented the society from being too turbulent.

But now Mordred actually wants to put himself in danger, which really makes people worry that this peaceful life will be in vain.

"Psychologists believe that the success rate of convincing Mordred not to enter the Black Gate using existing conditions is only about 3%."

The waiter lowered his head and replied that the Land Search Committee had reached conclusions on these matters that might be asked long before he came.

"Understood, you go down."

Nodding, the old queen waved the waiter to go down.

After the young man in the tuxedo walked away, she took out a petal from a hidden place and stroked it for a while.

"What do you call me for, Your Majesty?"

Merlin stepped out from the shadow of the building, with a smile as warm as the spring breeze on his face.

"Hey...can you go through the main entrance?"

Closing her eyes, the old queen sighed deeply.

A big living person suddenly appears from behind, which is really not good for the heart.

"Magicians always have to maintain a sense of mystery, and walking through the main entrance will be photographed by a bunch of surveillance cameras, which makes me very uncomfortable."

Merlin shrugged and moved to sit in front of the old queen.

"Do you mind if I drink tea with you?"

Smelling the aroma of black tea and refreshments on the table, Merlin narrowed his charming eyes.

"Of course, with pleasure."

How could the queen not agree to the request of such a beautiful man?

She took out a new cup from the dinner plate, poured the steaming tea in, and pushed it over with the snacks.

"It seems that you are troubled again. I am happy to be a listening ear."

"Speaking of which, you may not know that I, Merlin, am also a considerate and considerate person."

"Many people have come to me for information about important life events, and I have received unanimous praise on the Internet."

Merlin smiled and took the tea and snacks, showing off a little proudly.

He is not just fishing these days. He still found a channel to make his debut, and now he is a well-known virtual anchor.

"Haha, you are so funny. It would be great if Lord Mordred could communicate as well as you."

The old queen didn't take it too seriously to such words that didn't sound true at all.

"Actually, I came to you this time because I really have something to ask for your help..."

She recounted Mordred's desire to enter the Black Gate, omitting of course the exploratory actions this morning, saying only that it was Mordred's sudden idea.

"So... it's thanks to Lord Mordred that Dayang is so safe and stable now. If she leaves, I'm afraid something will happen. Can you think of a way to persuade her?"

After thinking about it, the old queen still felt that Mordred could not be allowed to go to the Black Gate.

One of them is naturally afraid that Mordred failed to get back the Holy Grail and disappeared into the black gate, and the first move advantage that Da Ling finally gained will be lost.

Secondly, if Mordred did bring the Holy Grail back, it would do her no good.

Now she has no means at all to influence Mordred's thoughts. Let this uncontrolled person obtain the Holy Grail that can grant wishes. This is a very bad thing no matter how you think about it.

"Let me... stop Mordred from searching for the Holy Grail?"

After hearing the old queen's request, Merlin pointed at himself in disbelief.

"Although I have a long lifespan, I will still die if I am hit by Mordred with that sword at close range!"

He said very aggrievedly, as if asking him to do this would mean sending him to death.

"Um...is it that dangerous?"

The old queen was also stunned. She felt that Merlin, as a court magician and King Arthur's most trusted strategist, must have the means to restrain the other Knights of the Round Table.

But based on what Merlin meant, was it really possible for Mordred to take action against him?

"If it's other Knights of the Round Table, I do have some ways to advise them to take action, but Sir Mordred is the only exception."

"This is not only because Lord Mordred has a bad character and is easily angered... but also..."

"She is a real fool! A fool who completely ignores the overall situation and only acts according to his own intuition. The whole round table knows that you cannot reason with a fool!"

Merlin shook his head and firmly refused to stop Mordred.

"Is there...is there no other way?"

Hearing Merlin's comments about Mordred, the old queen was also a little bit dumbfounded.

Does it turn out that Mordred plays such a role in the round table? No wonder she tried to find out the factors that could affect Mordred's judgment by making various insinuations, but all came to nothing.

Unexpectedly, he was just a fool who relied too much on his own intuition.

"There's no way, unless Morgan or Arthur is here, a hundred cows can't pull Mordred back."

Shrugging, Merlin looked like he had given up on struggling.

"Besides, heroic spirits themselves have the urge to pursue the Holy Grail. They were originally summoned to fulfill their unfinished wishes."

"I can only say that it is a stupid idea to prevent heroic spirits from obtaining the Holy Grail."

Picking up the teacup on the table, Merlin played with it with a deep look.

"This regret that cannot be let go even by death is an important part of a heroic spirit."

His expression seemed to be recalling some memorable past event, or reminiscing about the fine wine he had tasted.

73. Human aspirations and ambitions

Merlin's words made the old queen silent for a moment. Her understanding of heroic spirits was still superficial, and she had no way of knowing how many secrets these heroic spirits resurrected from ancient times held.

But since he is a person born of obsession, he will only follow the path he firmly believes in.

"Hey……"

Sighing, she gave up trying to stop Mordred.

"Do heroic spirits all have wishes that they want to come true no matter what..."

"Then what is Sir Mordred's wish? To become the king of Britain?"

"Hmm... maybe this is not bad. Then I will live in the country and take care of the flowers and plants in the manor."

There were no violent emotional fluctuations in the old queen's words, as if she were an old employee discussing life after retirement.

"Oh, by the way, since all heroic spirits have wishes they want to fulfill, then our respected court magician, Mr. Merlin."