Avalon is a holy land in Celtic mythology and an nickname for the Wales Paradise.

In addition, it is also called "Fukulele Island" or "Blessed Island". Geoffrey of Monmos County called Avalon "Apple Island" in the document "Vita Merlin".

If you talk about Avalon simply, many people may not be familiar with it.

But in King Arthur's story, Avalon plays an extremely important role. This is not only the final burial place for King Arthur, but also a holy place with a very important position in ancient British mythology.

In the fifth century AD, Avalon, ancient England.

Avalon has extremely vast land resources and extremely rich mineral resources.

There are ancient civilizations that are more prosperous than Europe and vast territory far exceeding the Eurasian continent. However, compared with Europe, there are only extremely rare humans here, and more indigenous creatures, such as elves, dwarves, and even demons.

Avalon is a holy land and a peaceful place.

War has been a very, very long time for the indigenous people of Avalon.

At least for the residents who live in Avalon now, peace is the main theme.

But all the residents living in Avalon would not have thought that war would come so suddenly and killing would come so terrible.

One day not long ago, a strange divine light fell from the sky and fell into the dwarf's mine cave.

A brand new race was born without everyone's knowledge.

The stone giant is made up of ores in the mine cave and rare magical gems.

They have incredibly tall bodies and unrivaled powers.

The smallest stone giants are all over ten meters high, and the most powerful stone giants are like towering hills. What is most terrifying is that the special physique of the stone giants allows them to be immune to most of the middle and low-level magic and most physical attacks.

If it is just like this, it is naturally not enough to make people shocked.

The real source of chaos in Avalon is the terrible desire for killing. They seem to be born for killing and hating all living things.

In the fifth century AD, the suburbs of ancient London.

A tall carriage slowly drove into London, with a special badge engraved on it, which was a symbol of the noble status of the nobles.

The badge is very special, like the zodiac signs, and like an abstract big clock.

The coachman parked his car at the ancient manor not far from downtown London and said respectfully: "Sir Baron, we have arrived at the place."

A young man with long black hair and golden eyes walked out of the carriage.

He looked at the manor that covered an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters in front of him, which was not luxurious but also quite grand, and nodded slightly without saying a word.

This person is Li Hao.

But now, his identity is the baron conferred by King Yuser, the only direct bloodline of the Stran family, and the inheritor of ancient magic.

Although Li Hao was a little surprised when he traveled to the ancient England era, he was not particularly surprised.

When Li Hao walked into the manor, someone immediately came up to him.

"Hello Baron, welcome back."

A beautiful Western girl with golden blond hair and azure blue eyes trotted out of the manor villa. She was dressed in silver-white and exquisite knight armor with blue embellishment, and her graceful figure was outlined by the special armor.

When Li Hao saw the visitor, a faint strangeness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to peace.

The girl is called Artoria Pandragorn, a very ordinary name.

But if this name is placed in a relatively special era, it has extraordinary significance.

For example, ancient England in the fifth century.

This is the girl who is destined to become the king!

Of course, there is no difference between this so-called destiny and whether it is recognized by Li Hao or history.

Li Hao smiled and said, "Artolia, have you practiced well recently?"

Artoria wrinkled slightly, her face showed a faint look of disappointment, and she felt a little dissatisfied with the questions raised by Li Hao. But as a strong girl, she quickly sorted out her emotions that she shouldn't have and said firmly: "Arthoria is the Baron's guardian knight, so she will naturally not disappoint the Baron."

"Okay, keep practicing hard, it's time for you to take action in half a month." Li Hao nodded slightly and said with satisfaction.

Artoria was stunned and said, "Take it?"

Li Hao said: "Since King Yuser's death, the nobles have expanded their territory and power frantically, and the war has made this country almost out of control.

In order to save this chaotic empire and to better resolve the conflicts among the nobles, Mage Merlin made an agreement with the bishop of Canterbrey's diocese. On Christmas Eve, whoever can pull out the sword in the stone in the church will ascend the throne as king."

After hearing this, Artoria understood what was going on.

She held the sword in both hands and said seriously: "I, Artoria Pandragorn, will defend the glory of Baron Strand with her own life."

Li Hao smiled and said nothing, not saying much about this matter.

Li Hao had no interest in becoming the king of ancient England. He would never forget the lessons he taught in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Once he left, the huge empire he built himself suffered.

Of course, although he was not interested in becoming the king, Li Hao was still quite interested in training a girl king.

He held the girl's waist, ignored the girl's pretty red face, and smiled, "Let me see if you have made progress recently. If the progress is good, the kind and tolerant Baron Strand will reluctantly invite his guardian knight to dinner and enjoy a wonderful shared bath."

Li Hao said this without waiting for Artoria to answer, and said domineeringly: "This is the order of Lord Baron and cannot be refused."

Artoria heard the wonderful bathing together, and the blush on her pretty face suddenly deepened, as seductive as a ripe apple.

She pouted her cherry lips and whispered like a mosquito and flies: "The overbearing bad baron."

Even though he said this, Artoria did not resist, followed Li Hao in an extremely gentle manner and walked towards the martial arts venue behind the manor.

At the same time, on a distance from London, two young knights were fully armed and galloping.

Not far behind them, there were several knight attendants.

One of them had short golden hair and blue eyes, which were 70% similar to Artoria. However, compared to Artoria's gentleness, he was more masculine.

Another teenager complained dissatisfiedly: "Arthur, you are such a waste. If you hadn't delayed your trip on the road, we would have arrived in London to enjoy delicious food."

Arthur smiled foolishly, not daring to refute.
Chapter completed!