I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

Arthur did know some words because of her father, but the words on the sword were far beyond her understanding, so she had always been puzzled by the inner meaning.

Facing the girl's shining green eyes, Tang You said word by word: "The one who draws this sword is the king."

"King? Me?

The blond girl Arthur was extremely stunned, the engraving of the crown on the first seat of the round table flashed in his mind, and suddenly shook his head like a rattle, the hair hanging down on both sides of his cheeks tossing:

"How could I possibly be qualified to be a king."

Tang You smiled peacefully: "Now you are indeed not enough, but people will always grow. 35

“Wait until you lead the displaced people to build new homes, remove nearby threats, recover swathes of lost ground, and fight enough victorious battles. 35

"At that time, even if you don't say it, people will support you as king.

After speaking, he patted the blonde girl on the shoulder and encouraged: "And I will help you get a suitable surname, and I will brand you the same logo as me - if you want."

Arthur hurriedly said: "Saint, of course I would!"

When she saw the person in front of her with a gratified smile, she turned around and walked to the high platform where the cauldron was placed: "This item is what people often call 'Dageda's magic cauldron'""

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"As long as the supernatural substance obtained is put into it, it can refine the essence liquid, and after ordinary people take it, they will have power beyond the mortal body.

"We call it -- the knight's potion."

"Knight?" The blonde girl Arthur had never heard of this term. After all, according to normal history, this term would not be born until the eighth century AD.

Tang You looked directly at her, his eyes were like reality: "Yes, knight, you and your future subordinates are knights. Humility, honor, sacrifice, heroism, compassion... Only with this heart can you become a knight."

Arthur's hand 293 holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help but tighten, and the inexplicable throbbing went straight to her mind, and goose bumps appeared everywhere she went.

Her father told so many heroic legends, which made her yearn for it every time, but after the fierce battle, she lay on the bed and looked up at the starry sky through the cracks in the wood, thinking about those deeds seriously, but she always felt that something was missing.

Yes, the heroes who are sung do have extraordinary military power, proud records, and in the end there are wealth that people will never forget, but it seems that it is nothing more than that.

Until this moment, the words spoken by Saint Merlin directly smashed the layer of window paper, and the conversation under the starry sky that day was sublimated in it, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.

This is the real hero!

After a long while, the blond girl escaped from her own world. Looking at the peaceful saint, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and her head was buried a little.

"It is worth mentioning that the knight's potion is not perfect. To obtain such strength with the body of a mortal, there must be another potion to support, otherwise the power will disappear and return to ordinary people. 55

In this regard, Arthur was not surprised. It was unbelievable that she could gain strength just by drinking the potion without all kinds of tempering. It was only reasonable to have this restriction.

"I have entrusted the Avalon Secret House on the island to step up the manufacture of spiritual potions, and then have the giant eagle deliver it for you." Tang You said.

The blonde girl Arthur noticed that this was the second time the saint mentioned "Avalon". Judging from the meaning, it should be the staff of the Holy Shield organization, where they were stationed on this island.

"If it is described according to previous knowledge, it should be called the 'land of the gods'? Or the 'land of the elves'?

But soon, thinking diverged, she realized another key point:

"The way the saint speaks... he doesn't seem to belong to the Avalon Secret House, so is he a member of the Holy Shield from elsewhere, or a higher-level existence?"

Although she had doubts, Arthur was just thinking about it in her heart and didn't say it out loud.

Tang You stared at her and continued: "You are the leader here, and the distribution of the knight's medicine will also be decided by you. I hope you are careful enough, otherwise it will bring disaster to people. 99

The blond girl obviously understood what this meant, and said solemnly: "Saint, Arthur understands. 99

By the time Arthur came down from the top of the mountain, it was already evening.

The hunter team returned with a few wild deer, which were slaughtered and roasted with joy, even the internal organs were not spared.

Danny untied the bowstring and straightened the longbow slightly to maintain its strength. Auston suddenly came over and patted him on the shoulder, motioning him in a certain direction. The former looked up and saw the heroic girl just came down from the mountain.

The two looked at each other, and both saw the "sure" color in each other's eyes.

"The treasure holders in the future would never have imagined such a situation." Danny was quite emotional.

Auston smiled and said: "The king of the land surrounded by eagles is a little girl. Although it is indeed surprising, I am very convinced of her. Whether it is bravery or character, she is very good. No, just speaking of force, It's not good enough to describe."5

As soon as the blond girl Arthur came down, someone respectfully handed the roasted deer leg.

She thanked and took over the barbecue, and then saw Allston and Danny coming: "Arthur, what are you going to do next?"

The blonde girl sternly said: "I have already seen the saint.

"In the next step, I plan to let you continue to build new homes, and I will take people out to sweep the surroundings, remove possible wilderness monsters, and expand the scope of people's activities."

"Although it is very safe, it is not a good place to sow wheat. Hunting and picking fruit are just expedients and cannot feed more and more people for a long time, so we must create fertile land in the plains below the mountains.

Both of them stared blankly at the blonde girl.

And the latter stared at them too, and everything changed rapidly in his eyes:

The wooden houses built little by little, the open-pit iron ore discovered by accident, the new team rushing happily in hunger, the monsters who fell under the sword...

The cold light flashed, and the fire cow in the forest was headed by a sword, and the hot blood was sprayed, making the grass and leaves scorched yellow.

The girl in the bright silver armor just smiled when the man in black robe slowly walked over and said calmly: "It's too slow, if there is another monster like this, you are now seriously injured.

Her smile froze immediately...

(ccdf) On the vast grasslands, the refugees fled in panic, while several deep-sea giants carrying mace chased after them, and the two sides got closer and closer, and desperate cries for help came one after another.

The white horse and silver armor swept across like lightning, and the rolling wind caused the grass to fall in the same direction.

"Step aside!"

The roar resounded, and she drew her sword to reflect the sun.

"Roar...overwhelming..."

The deep-sea giant swept across with a mace, and a strong wind rushed in.

When the refugees turned around, they were shocked to see that several incomparable turquoise giants had been broken into two pieces together with the mace in their hands.

"Zheng!"

The blond girl put her sword into the sheath and looked at the mace on the ground: "The quality of the iron we forged is too poor, and the weapons forged from it are not good, but Fermor's weapons are of the highest quality."

"It's still too slow! The person who ran at the end just now was caught by the deep-sea giant just a minute away." The figure of Tang You emerged from the air.

In the face of repeated criticism, even if the speaker was a saint, Arthur couldn't help raising her eyebrows, her clean cheeks bulging:

"Saint, haven't you fought the Fermors recently?

Seeing her unconvinced appearance, Tang You shook his head, stepped forward and tapped on her head, followed by hugging her head and groaning, earnestly said: "Just like you, the Year of the Monkey and the Horse Moon can make Broken Steel the third floor. Unblock.

The blond girl's pain stopped...

Nearly forty days passed, and after another ogre fell, the area surrounded by eagles as the center, the area of ​​20 kilometers was finally completely cleared.

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Arthur, panting heavily, came to the stone, watching the saint sitting on the other side of the fire, the barbecue "converted" from his sleeves, and warmed up on the fire.

The unheard of aroma drifted to the nose, making the girl move closer, the tip of her nose wrinkled as she sniffed.

Even in later generations, Britain is famous for its dark cuisine, not to mention this era of extreme scarcity of supplies. In Arthur's sixteen years of life, no matter what ingredients, everyone used them to cook or bake them.

Like...baked apples...

Therefore, when the barbecue that Tang You and Tong Wei studied came out, how could she still sit still.

"Okay." Tang You said, took off the barbecue, tore off half of it and handed it to her.

The blonde girl hurriedly took it, not afraid of being hot, she opened her mouth to bite, and when the taste of the rich spices burst in her mouth, she stayed where she was.

Her emerald green eyes widened a little, and a strand of hair curled up on the top of her head.

Even if Tang You is already a demigod, seeing this familiar scene deep in his memory, he couldn't help but be stunned, and whispered the name quite related to King Arthur: "Artoria?

At this moment, he suddenly thought that in the Tang Dynasty, because of his own clear understanding of Wukong's "conceptual identity", the latter would rely more and more on legends, operas, and novels in all aspects in the future.

The conceptual identity, which is essentially determined by the ideas of all beings, involves the consciousness in the three levels of the world.

Regarding the literary and artistic works of King Arthur, there are not only primitive legends, medieval stories, but also modern works. Although the latter has a short time, if the truth affects the number of people, I am afraid it will not be much worse than the former two.

The King Arthur created by himself was originally a girl named Ena. So, does this make the image of King Arthur named "Artoria" occupy a higher proportion in the conceptual identity?

Tang You recalled that Wukong's ability and appearance were obviously closer to the image of the late great sage, and even the appearance of an old monk was mixed with a bit of dark westward journey.

The blond girl who was immersed in the delicious food was awakened by it, and while swallowing the meat in her stomach, she said in a puzzled manner: "Artoria? Saint, are you calling me? But that's not my name?

Tang You picked up a small wooden stick from the side and stirred the fire to stabilize the flickering firelight that reflected on his face: "You will know later.

"Oh." She buried her head to deal with the food in her hand, and after a while, she raised her head to reveal two eyes, looked at the black-robed saint carefully, and tried to shout, "Old... teacher?"

"What's wrong?" Tang You responded subconsciously.

The blond girl's green eyes were still, and after a long while, she buried her head again, only to feel that the barbecue was a little more delicious, and the evening breeze became gentle.

The red glow reflected by the afterglow dotted the dark blue sky, and on the dimming grassland, next to the deep forest, there were only two figures sitting against the fire...

ps: Well, I said 2,561 chapters, but I ended up writing down habitually. If I hadn’t braked early, I would have rushed for more than 4,000, hahaha…