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

The holy sword trembled slightly, and the brilliance of the stars wrapped around it burst into bloom. The dazzling light instantly drowned Arturia's figure, and then spread to every corner of Avalon.

Countless goblins looking this way curiously hid behind the tree and closed their eyes tightly.

Merlin held two pink petals in front of her eyes, Yanain's eyes lost their highlight in an instant, and at the same time covered Guinevere's eyes with [shading] magic to prevent her from being burned by the dazzling light.

Only Vivienne sat peacefully on the vines suspended in the void, peacefully watching the brilliance of the stars that very people can look directly at.

After an unknown period of time, the light gradually disappeared, and everyone's sight gradually returned to normal. They saw that the holy sword standing on the hill and the lily-like pure knight had disappeared.

"Where's Al?" Guinevere looked around in a panic.

"She is currently accepting the trial of the Holy Sword." Vivienne said indifferently, "Unless she succeeds or fails, she will not be able to come back for the time being."

"How long will it take?" Yanain looked at the original elf.

"Who knows." Vivienne's tone remained unchanged, "The holy sword has its own will, and this is the first time someone has tried to pull it out after it was made. I can't even predict what will happen. .”

Guinevere suddenly rushed forward, clutching Vivienne's shoulders tightly with both hands, the rage of a leopard flashed in her pale golden eyes: "I don't care about the trial of the holy sword! Give me back Al! She It's my sister!"

Seeing the two arms grabbing her shoulders, Vivienne tilted her head: "You know, I can't even remember how many years I haven't let anyone touch me."

"So what! Don't think you're the oldest elf and I just..."

boom!

Vivienne suddenly hit Guinevere's head with a hammer, and Guinevere fell to the ground with two rounds of mosquito coils in his eyes.

Supporting the slightly crooked pointed soft hat on her head, Vivienne looked at Guinevere who was lying on the ground, and snorted coldly with disdain: "This is the end of offending the original elf."

Anain:  …

He clearly remembered that elves should be the most elegant creatures of the age of gods in the world. Why did he come to this old ancestor, and the style of painting suddenly became so big.

He glanced at Merlin next to him, and suddenly realized something.

No wonder the flower magician is so fond of slashing people with his sword...

"Take her down. Merlin will take you to the resting place. Before the end of the holy sword trial, you are temporarily allowed to rest in Avalon." Vivienne said calmly.

"Okay, Your Majesty Vivian."

Yanain bowed slightly, then picked up Guinevere, followed Merlin, and walked towards the distance.

Vivienne sat on a vine suspended in mid-air, and did not focus her gaze on the empty hill until Yanann and the others walked away.

"Artoria, I hope you can pull out the holy sword."

With a sigh, the figure of the original elf gradually disappeared into the void.

......

......

"Um........"

Thick and brush-like slender eyelashes trembled slightly, Guinevere frowned slightly, her eyelids slowly lifted up, and there was still a little confusion in the pale golden eyes.

"You're awake." A familiar and gentle voice came from the side, and Guinevere turned her head subconsciously, and saw the black-haired and black-eyed boy sitting on the chair next to him smiling at her.

"Ann?"

Gently calling the name of the person in front of him, the previous memories flooded into his mind.

Guinevere's eyes widened in an instant, and she sat up like a bounce, staring at Yanaen with horror in her eyes: "I...was I...was I... ..."

"Yes." Yanain smiled warmly and warmly, giving people incomparable sincerity, "Congratulations, Guinevere, you have done something that even the gods have never done. Threatening the oldest elf in the world , This miraculous glory is enough to make your name go down in history."

Guinevere, who was already on the verge of mental fragility, rolled her eyes when she heard this, and fainted again.

"Eh..." Yanain scratched his face in embarrassment. He just wanted to tease Guinevere, but he didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so strong.

He could only be thankful that Merlin wasn't here at this time, otherwise this guy would have said excitedly, "Great, my king! Have you finally realized the true meaning of pleasure like me?"

About half an hour later, Guinevere finally woke up again, looking at the other person's eyes covered in panic again, Yanaen said quickly: "Don't get excited, Vivienne is not angry with you, nor is she punished. did you mean!"

After two full hours of comforting, Guinevere finally believed Yanaen's words, and her emotions gradually stabilized.

"I'm sorry, I was a little too excited at the time." She was extremely ashamed, and her little hand was tightly clutching the corner of the quilt, "I just thought that they didn't want to take away Al's holy sword, so they made up Make excuses like that."

Yanain smiled helplessly, and gently stroked Guinevere's hair:

"I can understand your feelings, but in fact, they want the sword of vowed victory to be taken away more than you."

Chapter 63 Chapter 10 The Branches of the World Tree

"Do you know why Vivian chose to dock Avalon in the current Britain?" Yanain asked.

Guinevere shook her head blankly.

"Because, she has to wait until the sword of the vowed victory is taken away, and then she can let Avalon transcend time and space." Yanain smiled.

"Why is that?" Guinevere tilted her head in doubt.

"The oldest elf foresaw the end of the world and knew that this land would eventually be destroyed. In order to avoid such an ending, she decided to create an utopia away from the world." Yanain's voice was as soft as a breeze, "But the will of this planet is impossible to allow her to do such a thing so easily.

"So the original elf made an agreement with the will of the world, and she would assist the other party to create a planetary defense mechanism against foreign enemies - the holy sword Excalibur, and then find a suitable owner for the holy sword, so that the will of the planet will allow it. Avalon breaks away from this world."

"Then what about the remaining creatures?" Guinevere asked.

"Avalon is an ideal land." Yanain smiled with a sense of helplessness, "Nature is like an ideal, beautiful and unattainable."

"They are deserters!" Guinevere clenched her fists tightly and said through gritted teeth.

"Maybe so." Yanain looked out at the endless blue sky outside through the window, "But this paradise, for them, isn't it another kind of doomsday?"

After a long silence, Guinevere said softly: "Al, can she really pull out the holy sword?"

"Of course." Yanain smiled, "In this world, there is no one more suitable than her to pull out the holy sword, because this is what she was destined to do."

Although the time has moved a little earlier, the ending of Artoria getting the holy sword will not change.

It can even be said that she, who has not taken on the burden of the ideal king, is more suitable for the "Holy Swordsman of the Stars" that [Gaia] needs.

Anain had no doubts about this.

"In short, until Lily pulls out the holy sword, we can only stay here for the time being."

......

......

Yanain gently closed the door, walked to the edge of the guardrail, and looked down. It was an unimaginably thick trunk covered with ancient tree patterns.

This is a giant tree so tall that it seems to be able to support the sky, and each leaf is almost as wide as a small boat.

——This reminded Yanain of a fairy tale about peas in his previous life.

The residence Vivienne arranged for them was a wooden house built on the trunk of this giant tree. The winding branches were the road, which was stronger than the concrete floor.

He put his hands on the railing, looking at this dreamlike paradise.

"Utopia?" The corners of the mouth curled up in a slight disdainful arc, "All the beautiful appearances are just to cover up the filth underneath."

"Oh, I seem to feel a familiar breath."

A familiar voice echoed in my mind.

"Aren't you afraid of being discovered by Vivian?" Yanain said flatly.

"It's okay, as long as you don't communicate in front of her, she won't be able to find me."

"Do you remember who she is?"

"I haven't seen it, but I smell Frey and Freya. I'm afraid her relationship with the elves is indeed unusual."

Frey is the ruler of the elves in Norse mythology, and Freya is his twin sister, a main god of the Vanir Gods who is in charge of love, beauty and the earth.

Being able to connect with the two main Nordic gods who have a close relationship with the elves basically proves that Vivienne was indeed active in the Nordic kingdom.

Yanain was thinking to himself, and suddenly frowned slightly: "You said a familiar breath just now? What does that mean?"

"It's this tree." Nid Hogg's voice carried a hint of excitement, "This tree smells like a world tree, and it should be transformed from branches."

world Tree?

Yanain raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked up at the lush tree crown above his head.

It turned out to be like this, no wonder the tree is so big.

The world tree in its complete state can support the entire Nordic kingdom of God. Although it is only a branch, it does not seem so incredible that it can grow to such a large size.

The legendary Odin's weapon, "Once it is thrown, it will definitely hit the target", and the "Declaration of the Great God" - Gungnir, is made of a branch of the World Tree.

Unexpectedly, Vivienne could even take this kind of thing away from the Nordic protoss.

"Gudong~"

"...Did you swallow your saliva just now?"

"No, no!" Ned Hogg denied his behavior of throwing a dragon without hesitation, but he seemed to feel that it was not convincing, so he pretended to be arrogant, "Hmph! It's just a mere branch transformed It’s just an imitation, I just devoured the roots that gathered the essence of the World Tree back then, so how could I fall in love with such a low-level thing.”

Although she said it swearingly, but after getting along for so long, Yanaen couldn't understand the duplicity of this guy, so he shook his head helplessly.

"Don't think about it, this tree is the source of life that supports the entire Avalon. If you gnaw it, Vivienne will go completely crazy."

"Hmph, I've already told you that even if this kind of third-rate stuff is delivered to me, I don't even bother to look at it." Ned Hogg said disdainfully, but he could not stop whining from the bottom of his heart.

Can see but can't eat, how can you do such a cruel thing to me!

"It's best like this." Yanain said noncommittally.

In fact, he wasn't very afraid of offending Vivienne. Although he was no match for the opponent here, Vivian's strength would drop severely if he went outside, and there was even a very high possibility that he would be directly thrown into the Sea of ​​Stars.

But he didn't need to do such a thing at all. Leaving aside the relationship between Vivienne and Scathach, it was Ned Hogg who wanted the branches of the World Tree, so what did he have to do with Yanain?

Holding the three keys of God, the branches of the world tree are not very attractive to him.

If it's the roots, he might think about it.

After all, the most original life force of World Tree is gathered in Nesuna, and he was resurrected because of that power.

But it's a pity that the roots of the world tree have been eaten away by Ned Hogg.

"Are you the outsider that Thetis said?"