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

Yulina: "..."

Infant: "....Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…

"Can't this work?" Artoria was a little frustrated, "Obviously this trick worked well when I was young."

That's because it works for you!Kai growled inwardly.

"Let me do it." Yanain sighed, and took the baby from Artoria's arms.

Miraculously, as soon as it arrived in Yanaen's arms, the baby stopped crying immediately, and stared at him unblinkingly with big piercing eyes.

"Huh? Why doesn't the child of the foster brother stop crying when he is in the arms of the teacher?" Arturia tilted her head in doubt.

Kai's head was full of black lines: "I told you that this is not my child, this is the child of a peasant woman. It's just that her mother fell asleep because she was too tired, so I just hold it temporarily."

"But I remember that lady didn't look like she was pregnant for a long time." Arturia was puzzled. She clearly remembered that the peasant woman's belly was only a little ups and downs, far from being pregnant in October.

"That's because your teacher matured this child." Merlin said with a smile, "At that time, this child was very dangerous. Even I felt that this child would not be able to survive after being kicked. But you The teacher still refused to give up, and in the end he was actually rescued, which really surprised me too.”

"Can you even do this kind of thing?" Kai's eyes widened in shock.

Yulina looked at Yanann with more and more awe, even a dying baby could be saved, which almost touched the realm of the gods!

Artoria's eyes dimmed, and remorse and self-blame once again flooded her heart.

Yanain gently touched the baby's soft cheek with his fingers, and the latter opened his small hand, hugged his fingers, and smiled happily.

There was also a slight smile on his face.

Yulina stepped forward, stared at the baby curiously for a while, shrugged her nose, with a little doubt on her face: "How do I feel, this child has a smell very similar to your master."

Yanain didn't answer, of course he knew what the similar taste in Yulina's mouth was referring to.

Black abyss and white flowers.

This child was born by him with the black abyss and white flowers, so of course he has the same aura as him.

What the black abyss and white flowers contain is the purest source of life force. If it is placed in the age of gods, it can even be compared to such gods as the golden apple and the fountain of youth.

Almost half of this child was constructed by the power of the black abyss and white flowers. If the standard of the age of gods is used, it is a standard demigod.

This can be seen from his appearance, although he has just been born, but his skin is not wrinkled like ordinary babies, but smooth and tender like the best rough jade, his eyes are also wide open, and he looks radiant.

What's more exaggerated is that Yanain can clearly feel that in this thin and small body, there is a vitality as strong as the vast ocean.

It is foreseeable that as long as this child can grow up normally, he will surely become a hero not inferior to Achilles in the future.

And there is no divinity in him, that is to say, even if the age of gods recedes in the future, it will not affect him in any way.

Even Yanain himself did not expect that he would create such an existence.

A true, mortal hero.

Sensing that someone was approaching, Yanain raised his head instantly, and met a face with a smile that didn't deserve to be punched.

"What do you want?" He frowned slightly.

Merlin smiled and pointed to the child in his arms: "You should have realized that this child has the potential to become a hero."

"So what?" A bit of vigilance appeared in Yanain's eyes, and he turned sideways, blocking Merlin's sight.

"Since it is a hero, of course it needs a wise sage to guide it. This is a standard feature in legends, just like the great hero Hercules and the centaur Chiron." Merlin said proudly, "Just right, The greatest sage in the history of Britain, he accepted the entrustment of the previous king at a time of crisis, and took on the responsibility of cultivating the king. He is deeply loved by all people, knowledgeable, virtuous, and amiable brother Merlin is standing here now. Except for me , is there anyone else who can take on the important task of showing the way forward for heroes?"

"It's not enough to harm one, plan to buy one and get one free?" Yanain said lightly.

Merlin's complexion suddenly fell, and he argued: "Can the matter of a sage be considered a disaster?" Then there were some difficult words like "I have no experience for the first time", "I'm not a human being, blame me".

"Anyway, it's useless to say anything, I can't give this child to you." Yanain gave Merlin a knowing blow without mercy.

Merlin lowered his head and said, "Then what are you going to do? You won't be able to cultivate it yourself."

"I do have a suitable candidate on my side, but I don't dare to meet her now." Yanain coughed lightly, "But it doesn't matter, I have already figured out who should train this child."

Chapter 28 Chapter 28 Hidden

Yanann and others waited until the peasant woman woke up, and then told her everything about the child.

Qiao Na, a peasant woman, was a little confused. The child who was supposed to be born in six months was born early, but now someone told her that this child would definitely become a hero in the future.

As if the experience just now is still vivid in her mind, she must suspect that she is dreaming.

"In short, the thing is like this, the dragon's blood has been destroyed by me, and that thing is completely useless to this child now, and it will bring you unwarranted disasters, and keeping it is only a disaster. Of course, I will give you the money that should be given Yes." Anain said.

Jona shook her head slightly: "Please don't say that, Mr. Yanain, if it weren't for you, this child and I wouldn't be able to survive at all. I should be the one to express my gratitude to you."

"I'm sorry, Ms. Jona, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have encountered such a dangerous situation." Artoria stepped forward and apologized to Jona with a face full of shame.

"You are...Little Al?" Jona was taken aback for a moment. When Artoria sent her home, she thought the blond knight looked familiar, and now she finally recognized it.

"Little Al, in fact, you don't need to apologize to me. If you hadn't helped me at that time, my ending would not have changed, so you don't have to feel guilty about it at all. You have a kind heart just like your teacher. A heart is a person worthy of respect from others." Jona smiled and comforted Artoria.

"Thank you for your understanding of Lily." Yanain smiled, looking at the baby in the peasant woman's arms, "Actually, I have an idea, would you like to hear it?"

Jona nodded: "Please tell me."

Yanain coughed lightly: "I want to find a good teacher for this child, so that he can use this power correctly and become a real hero. Of course, if you don't want him to go on this path, then I will I will also respect your choice and let him be a carefree ordinary person for the rest of his life."

Jona gently stroked the baby's sleeping face, and there was a softness in her eyes: "How could I refuse. The father of this child has always hoped that he can become a respected knight. His birth, and This strength comes from your kindness, Mr. Yanain. I also hope that he can inherit his father's behest and this kindness, continue to help more people, and pass on this belief."

"Please believe me, I will definitely not disappoint you and your husband's expectations." Yanain said solemnly.

Jona smiled, and then a bit of worry suddenly appeared in her brows and eyes, and she asked a little uneasily: "Mr. Yanain, if you want to take this child away, can I go with you?"

Yanain was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, ma'am, of course you can go together. You are his mother, and this will never change."

Jona breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Yanain."

"You're welcome, Ms. Jona. Choose a name for this child. This is the most important thing for a newborn child," Yanain said.

Jona thought for a long time, with a troubled look on her face.

To be honest, she never expected that the child would be born so early, so for a while, she didn't know what name she should give the child.

"Why don't we just call him Cu Chulainn?" Kai suggested enthusiastically, "This is the son of the sun god in Celtic mythology. He is a great hero who can defeat ten thousand. It is very symbolic."

Yanain's face darkened suddenly: "No!"

"Why?" Kai looked at him suspiciously.

"Cú Chulainn is a fool with muscles but no brains. Do you want this child to become like that in the future?" Yanain snorted coldly.

"I think he's quite powerful." Kai whispered.

"I think it's good to be called Caesar, this is the founder of the Roman Empire." Yulina suggested.

"I hope this child can go out of his own way and not become a substitute for others." Jona shook her head.

"Then why not just call him Hidden?" Merlin appeared out of nowhere, "These words represent 'a hero who upholds justice' in the ancient elf language."

Yanain narrowed his eyes: "Are you sure?"

"You question my knowledge?" Merlin said dissatisfied.

"I believe you can speak ancient Elven language." Yanain said lightly, "I'm just not sure whether these words really mean the same as what you said."

"Hey, you are going too far than questioning my knowledge, and you have directly risen to the level of character!" Merlin said angrily, "I am the most famous great sage in Britain, an amiable flower magician, don't you think Would I really do such a thing?"

Everyone except Jona nodded.

Merlin's face darkened immediately, and he said to Yulina, "You're not from Camelot, what are you doing here?"

"But..." Yulina tilted her head, "The whole of Britain knows that the great sage Merlin is unreliable."

"You said... what..." Merlin clutched his heart, as if he had suffered a major trauma, "Is my reputation... so bad?"

He sighed: "It seems that when I lie to others in the future, I can't let others know my real name."

Crowd: ...

In the end, under Merlin's repeated assurances, the child's name was determined to be Hidden.

Later, at the invitation of Artoria and others, Jona agreed to take the child to move to Sir Hector's manor, where the child will grow up in the future, and when the time is right, Yanann will bring him to the manor of Sir Hector. Its chosen teacher that.

……

……

The deep night shrouded the earth, and Yanain lay on the roof, watching the bright moon in the distant sky.

"Congratulations, you have finally achieved your goal."

A familiar voice came from the side, and Yanain turned his head slightly, looking at Merlin who came out of the flowers flying in the sky, with that iconic smile on his face.

"Has anyone ever told you that you laugh like a punch?"

"Eh? Really? But according to my observation, shouldn't a smile represent friendliness in human understanding?" Merlin rubbed his chin.

"That can only prove that you haven't done your homework well. In human society, no emotion can be suitable for all occasions." Yanain said lightly.

"So that's the case. It seems that human beings are indeed the most complicated creatures in the world." Merlin sighed, "What about you? I can clearly feel that you are not interested in the throne, but I don't know why you Promise Al to draw the sword in the stone."

Yanain fell silent. If at the beginning he was only thinking about pulling out the sword in the stone for the sake of the system task, then now...

"Probably because I don't want to see this heavy country resting on that thin shoulder."

Chapter 29 Chapter 29 Two Thousand Seals

"So that's the case. This is indeed something only you can do." Merlin sighed, "But, do you really know what kind of challenges you will face when you sit on that throne?"

"The humble king Vortigern." Yanain said lightly.

"It's just one aspect of it." Merlin sat down next to Yanain, "Vortigern inherited the last power of the Age of Gods and became the white dragon that symbolizes disaster. He is [the final god]. If he occupies Britain, the Age of Gods will revive again , human beings will once again be reduced to the slaves of the gods. Of course, this kind of thing has nothing to do with me, but for you, the humble king is a mountain that is difficult to climb."

A wicked smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth: "How is it? Do you feel flustered in your heart, like a deer jumping up and down?"

Yanain glanced at him: "Just fart, don't say useless nonsense."

"You are so boring." Merlin pouted, "I just want to tell you that I suspect that Vortigern may be plotting something. He hasn't launched a fierce attack on Camelot these years, and he may be preparing for something like that. .But I don’t know what, my [clairvoyance] has been unable to see him since ten years ago.”

"I really hope I can hear some good news from you someday." Yanain sighed.