Humans Are in Britain, the Noble Phantasm God's Key

There is no curse in this world that even the original rune cannot detect.

The only explanation is that there is no curse on Harry's body at all.

"Then why would my family..." Harry was bewildered.

Yanain frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, his expression moved slightly.

"I know where your family's problem is." He tapped the handrail lightly with his finger, "Well, after the first batch of grain transactions are completed, I will help you solve this problem."

Harry hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

He is now completely cornered.

The chosen king is already his last straw.

Therefore, no matter whether the other party is lying to him or not, now he can only choose to believe it.

Watching Harry's back going away, Yanain sighed silently.

This is indeed a curse, but not the curse of the Harley family, but the curse of this land.

The name of this curse is "Age of Gods".

Now in the whole world, only Britain is still at the end of the Age of Gods, and the Age of Gods in other places has already ended.

The Britons who were infected by the breath of the age of gods would naturally be affected when they went to other places.

When the age of gods disappears completely in the future, the Britons will also disappear in the long river of history.

This is the inevitable end of Britain.

It was precisely because Vortigern could not accept this that he chose to become the [God of the End] and planned to revive the Age of Gods.

But Yanain knew that this kind of reversing behavior of history would not save Britain at all, but would make Britain's situation worse.

If the Age of Gods really revives, human beings will only be reduced to the beasts and slaves of the gods again, and there will be no turning back from then on.

"I will change the fate of Britain, but in my own way!" He clenched his fists tightly.

Within a few days, the first batch of grain was loaded.

But with so much food, of course Yanain couldn't just give it to Harry.

He had to send someone to go with him.

After much deliberation, he finally chose Lancelot.

"Are you really going to entrust this task to me?"

Lancelot was a little flattered. After all, such an important task, no matter how you look at it, Yanain should be handed over to his most trusted person.

"You are the person I trust the most." Yanain patted him on the shoulder and smiled.

Lancelot's heart trembled, and an inexplicable warmth emerged.

He took a deep breath and nodded solemnly: "In that case, leave it to me and bet on the name of Lancelot, I will never let you down!"

Yanain nodded: "Please."

He watched Harry's fleet go away at the port, and then turned back to Camelot.

The problem of money has been solved, and the next thing to focus on is people.

Before going north two years ago, he issued a conscription order, as long as anyone who can pass the trial road can join his knights unconditionally.

Now that two years have passed, according to Felius' statistics, a total of more than 500 knights have passed the trial road.

Yanain included them all in the knight order, and also found several familiar names in it.

"Percival, Geraint, even the two of them are here, so that, except for the unborn Gawain, Garhoris, Gareth, Aqiwen, Mordred and Galahah Except for Germany, the rest of the knights of the round table are almost all here. It's a pity that Tristan is Duke Marko's subordinate, so there's no way...huh?"

Looking at Tristan at the bottom of the list, Yanain blinked twice in confusion.

At first he thought it was the same name, but when he came to the barracks and saw the familiar long fiery red hair, he realized that it was really the sad knight.

He immediately found Felius and asked what was going on.

"Tristan has fallen out with Duke Marko, and it is said that it is because of a woman named Isolde in Ireland." Felius said.

Yanain felt a little bit of a sigh in his heart, but he didn't expect that in the end, the pair of uncles and nephews still did not escape their original fate.

Chapter 168 Chapter 42 Concubine Selection

After thinking about it, Yanain finally helped Tristan.

The sad knight's life experience is already bleak enough, and it would be too cruel to be deprived of even this little bit of hope.

He asked Yulina to invite Tristan to his study.

"My king."

Tristan bowed slightly, although his expression remained unchanged, but the melancholy and gloomy temperament on his body became stronger.

"Mr. Tristan, do you know what this is?" Yanain held a red post in his hand.

"I don't know." Tristan shook his head.

"It's an invitation letter from the Duke of Marco to the king." Yanain casually left the post on the desktop, with the names of Marco and Isolde printed on it, "In January, he will marry the princess of Ireland, Isolde. Thord."

Tristan buried his head deeply, his fists creaking.

"This king already knows about you and this princess." Yanain leaned on the high-back chair, "Now, this king wants you to answer truthfully, do you really love Isolde?"

"Of course I love her!" Tristan said without hesitation.

He will never be able to forget that woman who is like an angel. She has hair that is more dazzling than gold, eyes that are clearer than lake water, her smile is warmer than the sun, and her singing is more beautiful than a nightingale.

Most importantly, he heard the most beautiful [movement] that he had never heard in his life from the voice of the other party.

That is [happiness] that the sad knight never experienced.

"But you should also know that she is your uncle's fiancée. This is your unethical love. If it gets out, you will be reviled by thousands of people, and you will no longer be able to bear the title of knight." Yanain said darkly. Eyes fixed on Tristan, "Do you really have the courage to bear such a price?"

The wind came in through the window, ruffling Tristan's long hair.

"Why do you feel sad when you have such beautiful hair?"

The girl's voice echoed in his ears.

He took a deep breath, with a firm look in his eyes: "For Isolde, I am willing to give up everything!"

Yanaen stared at him for a while, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and nodded slightly: "This king knows."

He let Tristan retreat, then opened the original rune, came to Cornwall, and found Duke Marco.

"My king!" Duke Marco was terrified. Camelot and Cornwall are thousands of kilometers away. How did this king appear here all of a sudden?

"Duke Marco, you seem a little nervous when you see this king?" Yanain looked at him with a half-smile.

"My lord, you're joking, I'm just a little surprised." Duke Marko pulled a stiff smile on his face and said hastily, "My lord, please wait here for a while, I'll send someone to arrange a banquet right away."

"No need, the king came here just to ask Duke Marco a few things." Yanain sat on the chief seat unceremoniously, "When I went north, my king recruited troops from the lords of Camelot. , Duke Marco obviously has [-] troops in his hands, but only [-] were sent in the end, why is that?"

Marko smiled bitterly and said, "King, as you know, Cornwall is a seaside area, and there are a lot of pirates on our side. For the safety of the people, I have to keep some soldiers."

"This king has indeed heard about it." Yanain nodded slightly, "But you haven't been to Camelot for two consecutive years, why is that?"

Marco's eyes drifted, and he hesitated: "This... this... There are a lot of things on weekdays, and when you get busy..."

"A lot of business? But how are you going to explain these things?"

Yanain waved his hand, and letters fell from the void, covering the entire table.

How is it possible, I don't have all these things... Looking at the name on the letter, Marco's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle eye, his face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat drenched his back.

Yanain's faint voice came to his ears: "Duke Marco, you should be very clear, this king has always been to those who seek rebellion——

"Kill everything!"

The cold words contained a biting killing intent.

"I was wrong! Your Majesty!" Duke Marco knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times, "It was because of my confusion that I made such a big mistake. Please, my lord, be generous and bypass me this time! "

"This king is not a ruthless person. Since you were the first to express your support for this king, this king will give you a chance." Yanain looked at Marco coldly, "From today onwards, all members of the Marco family Dominions moved from Cornwall to Tromont, titles dropped from dukes to earls."

Marco was stunned at once. Tromon was located in the north, far from Cornwall in the south, and it was covered with ice and snow all the year round, the environment was extremely poor, and there were no precious specialties. That kind of place is almost indistinguishable from exile!

His title was cut down by two ranks at once, which meant that unless a miracle happened in the future, it would be basically impossible for the Marko family to stand up again from now on!

But looking at Yanann's stern face, Marco could only swallow all the grief and anger in his stomach, lowered his head and said, "Thank you, my king!"

The incident of the Marco family quickly spread throughout Camelot. After the nobles got to know it a little bit, they immediately ordered their family members to never get close to the Marco family again.

The crime of treason, no matter which country or era it is placed in, is undoubtedly a serious crime.

The king just exiled Marco instead of exterminating the family. In the eyes of those nobles, this is already a rare kindness.

It is precisely because of this incident that many nobles who were wary of the king because of the capture of the army were relieved.

How could such a benevolent king be against them?

Some people even thought about it for a while, and felt that it was understandable for Wang to do so.

After all, if they saw that the nobles under them had more troops than themselves, they would definitely feel uneasy.

For a while, Yanain's reputation among the nobles once again reached a new peak.

Then the King of Ireland also stated that he would immediately dissolve his engagement with Duke Marko.

In fact, he didn't want to conclude this marriage contract with Marco, but because he heard that Marco had a close relationship with the legendary Chosen King, he had no choice but to agree to it.

Now that this incident happened, he no longer had the slightest scruples, and immediately kicked Marco out.

After hearing the news, Tristan rushed to Ireland immediately to propose marriage to the Irish king.

The King of Ireland has always been very satisfied with this sad knight, especially when he heard that the other party has successfully passed the trial of the chosen king and entered the legendary knight order, he was even more overjoyed, so he agreed on the spot at Tristan's request.

So far, this ill-fated sad knight finally got his own happiness.

"In this way, that guy will always be able to play some happy songs in the future, right?" Yanain shook the invitation letter in his hand, looking at the names of Tristan and Isolde on it, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth .

"It is indeed a joyful thing for lovers to get married." Morgan walked slowly and snatched the invitation letter from his younger brother. "But what about you, Yanaen?"

The Chosen King, who once killed the God King, forcibly entered the Kingdom of God, and did not change his face even in the face of the UO of the Moon, showed a rare look of panic at this moment, his eyes wandered and said: "Well, this should have nothing to do with me, right? Miss Wang..."