"Go, Bedwell.

"Walk through this forest, over the blood-stained hills, and throw this sword into the lake. "

Go, Bedwell—"

The king's last command echoed in his mind, and Bedwell hesitated by the lake.

Eventually, he decided to obey the king's orders and threw the holy sword into the lake.

As the holy sword slowly sank into the water, a white hand caught the holy sword.

Just as Bedwell turned to reply to the king, a voice caught his attention.

"What would you do if there was a way to save King Arthur?"

"Who is it?!"

The voice was so seductive that Bedwell had to look back, trying to find the source of the sound.

"What will you do?"

the voice came again, and

Bedwell followed the voice to see only the calm surface of the lake.

"Who the hell are you? Hiding like a mouse. "

I'm not a mouse, I'm the maid of the Elven King, Venay of the Lake. With Venay's words, the calm waters of the lake began to ripple, and a young girl floated out of the lake, her pointed ears revealing her identity, an elf.

The sword she was holding in her arms was clearly the Holy Sword that had just been thrown into the lake by Bedwell.

"Elves, what do you mean?" asked Bedwell, looking at the girl standing on the surface of the lake.

"Naturally, it's an equivalent exchange, I have a way for you to save King Arthur, and what are you going to do?" Venai approached Bedwell step by step, and her deep, pure eyes made Bedwell begin to think about her question.

"What do you want?" Bedwell looked up, he had already thought about what he could do if he could save the king.

"It seems that you are ready to come to your senses, so come with me. Venai waved her hand, and a blue light enveloped Bedwell.

Bedwell was stunned for a moment, and then hurried to catch up with Vena, who was gradually sinking into the lake, he was ready to give his life, so he did not hesitate in his steps.

As Bedwell went deeper, the lake began to avoid him, much to Bedwell's magic.

"This is—" As she approached the bottom of the lake, an ornate palace appeared before Bedwell's eyes.

"Elves live extremely long, but with them a very low birth rate, so our race is scarce. Venay led the way as she briefed Bedwell on the situation.

"With the passing of the previous elven king, the sacred tree began to wither, and our elven race has not given birth to a newborn for hundreds of years, and the absence of a newborn means that our race will eventually disappear in the long river of time. "

The king once predicted that the next elven king would lead the elven race to rebirth, and the sacred tree would bloom again. As she spoke, Venay stopped at a lake in the palace.

"That's my condition, stepping into this lake and becoming the new king of the elves, and I'll show you the way to save King Arthur. Venai gestured to the lake in front of her.

"Why me—" Bedwell wondered, he was obviously just a human, "

because the Divine Tree chose you." Vinay said something very mysterious, but she didn't explain anything.

Bedwell looked at the clear lake in front of her, which contained only her own reflection.

Then he resolutely stepped in...

As the lake went over Bedwell's head, something magical happened

, the lake began to ripple, and as the light in the lake gradually submerged into Bedwell's body, his body began to change.

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