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In the Celtic mythology world, the Kingdom of Camelot.

After the king selection ceremony, Arthur Pendragon went to talk with the other eleven kings in the Celtic territory and successfully returned to the Kingdom of Camelot.

During this period, there were rumors that the sword in the stone, which symbolized the kingship of Camelot, was broken in Arthur's hand.

But when Arthur returned to the Royal City of Camelot, the people who lined the streets to welcome him found that the sword in the stone was intact and worn around Arthur's waist.

So, the rumors were broken.

After Arthur officially returned and became the king of the Kingdom of Camelot, the ministers of the Kingdom of Camelot also recognized Arthur's throne.

Since then, the Kingdom of Camelot has ushered in the rule of King Arthur and has gradually begun to show its edge.

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In the suburbs of Carrion Castle, not far from the Royal City of Camelot, there are few people around, but it has a long-standing reputation.

Because the most legendary holy lake in Celtic mythology is near this suburb.

Because of the fairy in the lake, the existence of the Holy Lake is also called a wonder by the people of the Kingdom of Camelot.

However, some rumors have been circulating about the Holy Lake recently, which seems to say that the Holy Lake has dried up.

But in fact, this is not a rumor, the Holy Lake has really dried up.

"This is the territory of the fairy in the lake... What's going on?"

On the dry lakeshore, a tall and strong elk stepped to the edge and looked at the Holy Lake, which had been dry for an unknown period of time. Its smart eyes were full of disbelief.

The Holy Lake, which was once like a fairyland in the lake, is now only left with pits at the bottom of the lake that have dried up and begun to crack.

The mist lingering around the lake has also dissipated, and the fairy in the lake who is rumored to live at the bottom of the lake has also disappeared.

And all this has gradually begun to spread in the legends of the bard.

But no one knows what the reason for the drying up of the Holy Lake is.

"I got the news that King Arthur from Camelot seemed to have been here before the Holy Lake dried up. It must be what he did that caused the Holy Lake to dry up."

Next to the tall elk, stood a blond young man in a robe holding a collection of poems in his hands.

He looked at the noble, sapphire-like eyes, lingering with unimaginable wisdom, like a high monk who had attained enlightenment.

This blond young man was the legendary bard in the Celtic mythology world.

But in fact, the so-called bard was just the messenger of the gods walking in the world, compiling and spreading their deeds for the gods, and attracting more believers.

"King Arthur?"

The tall elk spoke human language, and the sentences were extremely clear, just like a human. He said curiously: "I heard that he was followed by the great wizard Merlin, a believer of the fairy in the lake. If it is really related to King Arthur... then could there be something wrong with the fairy in the lake?"

The gods have their own believers and temples, and even their own sects.

Merlin is the only believer of the fairy in the lake.

Therefore, Merlin's status is often regarded as equivalent to that of the bishop of the Gods Sect.

"I don't know, but it's worth exploring. The remaining breath here is very strong, as if it was left by the sun god." The blond young man touched the dried-up holy lake and said thoughtfully.

The remaining sun breath in this holy lake is extremely strong, just like the sun in the sky, which once fell into this holy lake and caused it to dry up.

"Sun God Luger... If it is his coming, it will be a disaster. It should not only dry up the holy lake, but also destroy the nearby Carien Castle." The tall and strong elk shook his head and disagreed with this view.

"In fact, I heard some rumors while traveling that King Arthur's sword in the stone was really broken!"

"The reason is that he had a knight duel with King Pellinor, which violated the spirit of duel and aroused the anger of the gods, so the sword in the stone broke!"

"He and Merlin came to this holy lake to seek the holy sword held by the fairy in the lake."

"But for some reason, King Arthur did not bring back the holy sword, but returned to the royal city of Camelot with the intact sword in the stone..."

The blond young man's eyes flashed with a strange color. He heard some rumors, so he came to the holy lake outside the castle of Carrion to investigate.

This also let him know the truth of some things... For example, King Arthur once came here with Merlin to seek the holy sword held by the fairy in the lake, but the result was unknown.

But now it seems that King Arthur failed to obtain it, and it also caused the drying up of the holy lake, and the fairy in the lake disappeared.

"Do you suspect that there is something wrong with King Arthur?" The tall and strong elk asked doubtfully.

"That's the people of Camelot's own problem. It's not my turn as a bard to worry about it."

"I'm just curious. Before I came here, I didn't expect the Holy Lake to be really dry, and there was still the remnant of the sun god Luger..."

The blond youth grabbed a handful of soil, rolled it in his hands, squinted his eyes slightly, and murmured: "It seems that there are other gods present... It's really curious!"

The bards are the most curious group of people in the Celtic mythology world. Otherwise, they would not become the messengers of the gods, spreading and compiling their deeds for the gods.

"Do you want to go to the Temple of the Sun to ask?" asked the tall and strong elk.

"Forget it, I'm afraid that the bishop of the Temple of the Sun will call the spear of the sun god and stab me to death directly!"

The blond young man shrugged, looked at the elk, and smiled: "I am not like you. I am just a messenger of the gods, and you are a saint of the Druid religion. Even the sun god Luger would not be willing to offend the elder on the lonely mountain."

"After all, that elder is the most knowledgeable and profound among the gods, and also one of the oldest gods."

Hearing this, the tall and strong elk glanced at the blond young man, and under his gaze, his body began to change.

The pair of slender antlers softened and turned into long hair like a waterfall, and the soft fur turned into a long skirt, covering his body, covering his extremely moving figure.

A beautiful woman who could make the stars in the night lose their luster, landed barefoot on the edge of the dried-up holy lake, and looked at the blond young man from afar.

Yes, this elk is a druid, an existence with incomparable mysterious power in Celtic mythology.

At the same time, it is also affiliated with the Celtic mythology, which is extremely powerful among the gods and is also the most mysterious Druid religion.

And this woman is none other than Samantha, the contemporary saint of the Druids.

"Samantha, long time no see, you are still so elegant and beautiful."

The blond young man looked at the beautiful woman who appeared beside him, without the slightest surprise, and saluted with a gentle smile on his face.

"I am not happy at all, after all, seeing you here, I know that the news of the drying up of the holy lake will eventually spread... Edward the bard, right?" Samantha shook her head and couldn't help sighing.