Artoria the Big Liar

It's much bigger than the Dog Demon I remember, and it's as big as a two-story Japanese-style apartment.The pupils are completely scarlet, shining with light, looking very fierce, but it is like the red light on my armor before, not as powerful as the cheapest red light bulb.It roared in a low voice, obviously my body was nothing compared to it, but it felt threatened and took a defensive posture.

"Ha, it seems that you have already sensed it, Bagster—yes, I am not a goblin, I am a dragon, the purest dragon. My blood is from Albion, and the head is the same as this one. The Weilong who is the same age as the planet." With a smile on his face, his voice was full of contempt, I was the same as before, as possessed by the Purple God, so arrogant that anyone would be bored. "Bagster, I advise you to run away quickly. Otherwise, your head will be chopped off, sprinkled with salt and lime, and become a decoration in your mother's palace. You should understand? Once you are treated like this, You will have to live forever in pain that cannot die."

Barghast is a monster, but also a goblin, similar to the Necked Dragon summoned by his mother during the Holy Grail War.

It does die, but as long as there is an environment suitable for its existence, it will be reborn over and over again until the soul is exhausted.

However, even so, goblins also have a defect - they are afraid of pain, even more afraid of pain than humans, and they will yell and burst into tears even for a small wound.Therefore, for the barghest, the death of the severed head is not important, what is important is the pain in the neck after being severed, and the despair of never being able to truly die.

So it retreated.Although it was only a small step, it really retreated in the face of an existence hundreds of times smaller than itself.

This made me look at it even more contemptuously - after all, it is just a monster, far from the dragon species.

"Do you want to escape? Then run away. If you escape, you will not die, and if you escape, you will not experience pain. The reason why life exists is to survive. And in order to survive, facing an invincible enemy, of course I want to run away. Otherwise, what else can I do? What else do I want to do?" I stimulated the dog demon with words, ignited its anger, and fanned out its madness. "Bagster, can you really escape—or do you not realize that dragons are impatient beings?"

The barghest backed away again, it was really afraid, afraid of beings much smaller than itself, afraid of beings higher than itself.

This is the suppression of the bloodline, an instinct acquired by the goblin from the environment.Just like an ordinary person who is stared at by a tiger, his legs will immediately become weak, he will not be able to breathe, and he will not even be able to escape.Like a mouse that has been played with by a cat for 10 minutes, its body is completely dead - it is possible to survive by pretending to be dead, but it will definitely die if it escapes. This is the cruel law of nature.

As a result, panic is pervasive. The slower the strong walk, the more unable the weak will be able to move.

Now, not to mention the enhanced version of the barghest, even a disaster that can wipe out the Lost Belt is nothing in my eyes.

"In the end, it's only to this extent..."

Smiling, I turned my head, still with a slow pace, still with a disdainful voice.

After the end of three seconds, I felt a tremor from the ground, and a quick gasp.

Feeling these voices going away, I chuckled, took the dragon sword and dragon armor back into my body, ignored the fairy Altria who was completely frozen at the door, walked into the cabin, and casually searched for Things to eat.

I found a piece of grilled mushroom, put it into my mouth casually, chewed it a few times, and then quickly swallowed it into my stomach—it was very unpalatable, completely tasteless, and part of the surface of the mushroom was burnt.You can't even find salt in this shitty place, let alone oil and spices.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Let go of the staff, and it fell to the ground. The fairy Artoria crouched on the ground with her head in her arms, terrified.

Then, I sat on the hammock formed by the vines and looked at the fairy Arturia with a smile.

In the past, I couldn't imagine what my father would look like when he was weak.Now, with this superficial goblin in front of me as a case, I can barely think of some—unfortunately, as long as I meet my father again, these impressions will immediately dissipate.

"Stop barking, the dog demon Bagster has already run away, didn't you see it?" After a pause, I decided to continue teasing this village girl who had never seen the world, "Or, Artoria , do you want me to call that dog demon back? Or does it lie down in front of you and whimper a few times like a domestic dog, so that you can feel at ease?"

"No, no, no, no! Me, me, oh, me..."

"Don't be nervous, calm down first. Anyway, with me here, that dog demon dare not come again."

Tried to take a deep breath, the fairy Artoria quickly grabbed the staff, hugged it in her arms, and then sat down on the wooden bench.

She was still in a daze, like a frightened rabbit who seemed to be scared to death at any moment.

Feeling a little thirsty, I stood up again, and looked around the earthen pots to see if there was anything to drink.

It's a pity that we can find a lot of liquids, but they are all weird colors and thick, which makes me sick to my stomach.Fortunately, there are boiling tools in the log cabin of Fairy Artoria, so I found an empty jar and prepared to use the existing tools to make clean water.

"That dog demon just ran away and won't come back in a short time. You stay here first and recover your spirits."

After a few casual instructions, I left the house with the pot on my shoulder.

But before he took a few steps, the fairy Artoria, a village girl who was frightened into a fool, followed her in a panic.

She was obviously afraid of me and didn't dare to approach me.I didn't intend to say anything, so I just picked up some swamp sewage, lit the fire with lightning, and used a larger clay pot to cover the small pot of sewage, so that the distilled water can be accumulated on the tray.

Only then did the fairy Artoria understand what I wanted to do.

"Uh, uh...uh, uh...sorry..."

"Mordred, that's my name."

"That... Mordred! I can purify the water! Don't worry about it!"

"How do I know that you are purifying the water, or are you trying to add some curse to it?"

"But, but fuel is very expensive! I finally got it in exchange! I want to use them to make potions!"

"It doesn't matter, anyway, we will go to Wangcheng soon. The fuel is still stored, why not use it now. If there is really a lack of fuel, I have a way to deal with it."

The fairy Artoria immediately puffed her cheeks and stared at me viciously, as if I were some kind of robber.

——No, my current behavior is indeed not much different from that of a robber.Although before the literacy rate improved, most of the patrols, government servants, guards, tax collectors, and landlords were basically the same as robbers. Anyway, they were all forced taxes and pockets.

My father loves chivalry.She made me a knight of the round table, I really shouldn't be a robber.

"As I said, the problem of fuel is easy to solve. I have a lot of strength, and the most important thing is to chop wood. It is not easy to dry wood in the swamp, but you can burn clay bricks and build a pottery furnace, and use the stove to convert wood into charcoal. In this way I have a stable source of fuel. In short, I can compensate you at any time, twice or three times. You can rest assured about this."

Fairy Artoria's eyes widened, her face was confused, as if she was trying to understand what I was saying.

But she didn't blink—it was originally a little habit of the father, and it was gradually learned by everyone, because it can indeed improve the efficiency of thinking, and it will not make the consciousness trapped in thinking and unable to come out.

This Fairy Artoria is really far behind!

"I heard my father tell me how to do it. I also made a smaller pottery stove when I was playing with mud when I was a child. It's just that my memory is a little fuzzy, and I may have to try it a few times. Generally speaking, it is still very simple. There is so much mud in the swamp. It will be done soon."

"Uh...you? Playing with mud?" Fairy Artoria looked me up and down with a disbelief.

"Or practice classes are more appropriate? After all, it is very important to maintain enough fuel during the march. Only in this way can there be enough cooked water and cooked rice. Otherwise, if you drink unboiled water or eat unclean things, you will be let If the soldiers' fighting power drops, the plague will break out. If there is a plague, this battle will not be fought. Not only must the troops be withdrawn immediately, but also find a way to stop the plague, which is very troublesome."

Fairy Artoria nodded.After I explained it, she understood.

Speaking of this, it's probably my habit, I couldn't help showing off the greatness of my father to her.

"War is not just fighting on the battlefield. It is very important to ensure logistics, maintain equipment, and maintain morale. I know all of these. Outside of war, administration, communication, construction, etc.【^

"In that case... Mordred's father must be very wise, right?"

"Didn't I say it all? My father is the evil dragon king. Do you think a king with this title will receive a wise evaluation?"

"But if that's the case, why..."

"It's very simple? Father wants to be a wise king, but he is not allowed." I sneered, mocking something I still hate now. "The times don't allow it, Britain doesn't allow it, and the subjects don't allow it. The father responded to their expectations and became a tyrant who ruled the people with fear and oppression. Anyway, no one cares about the father's feelings. Everyone waits until the father comes out." I regretted it after the incident. But it was too late at that time. How can there be any reason to look back when the arrow is pushed out by the bowstring?"

"Actually, if you enchant the bowstring... then..."

Under my icy gaze, the fairy Artoria lowered her head, snapped her fingers, did not dare to look at me, her voice became weaker and her momentum became weaker, and she did not dare to argue with me.

I snorted coldly, looked at the amount of water on the tray, looked at the flame again, and sighed.

"Artoria, you have been deceived."

"Tricked by...?" Fairy Artoria raised her head and stared at me with wide eyes.

"These fuels can make a fire, but haven't you noticed that the temperature is not up to standard? Good firewood comes from good tree species, and it has to be dried and stored in a dry place. The firewood you exchanged is too solid, and it's okay to use to build a house , but it is not suitable for fuel at all, and it is obviously not properly dried in the sun, just left to dry in the corner, the temperature and size of the flame are not at all, it takes a long time to boil the water, and it is difficult to maintain the water temperature ——It’s no wonder that the potions you made are all mushy, you didn’t boil them on a high fire, but evaporated the water with a low fire!”

"Huh? But I think it's very easy to use? At least there are really few smokes, and Bagster can't be found! And the other party is very nice, and all the potions I made were accepted and not thrown away. He is really a kind person!"

This silly girl, who was cheated by someone and still said good things for the other party, is so naive that I am speechless.

Especially those crystal clear emerald green eyes, which are completely different from Saber's. They are too clean. It makes me have a kind of harsh words to criticize her. It is a very bad thing. Same.

"... Forget it. There's no need, I won't drink this water for now. Go out with me first, at least build a pottery stove. Even if you fall into the swamp later, you can still get good fuel. It’s not enough to make the potion look like that.”

"...Alas? Alas?!" The goblin was startled again, as if he had heard something outrageous. "That... Mordred, do you mean that you plan to live here?"

"Remember what I said at the beginning? I got lost and entered this swamp. The sense of loss in my heart has not disappeared, and I am still far away from leaving! Originally, I thought you were some powerful witch, I am the owner of this swamp, as long as you point out the direction, I can leave. Now it seems that you are a complete rookie and don't understand anything."

"I'm not a rookie! I'm very good!" Fairy Artoria was full of anger, making people want to play tricks on her.

"Yes, yes, you are very powerful. You are so powerful that you can't even move after seeing Bagster. You are much more powerful than me, the dragon Mordred who scared Bagster away! It's just heaven! The most powerful magician out there!"

"Woo..." Sure enough, the silly girl whimpered like a small animal.

As a result, the naive she seemed to have misunderstood it, and she was quite resistant and tried to break free—is it worthy of the name Artoria?Even though he is a weak magician, his strength is not weak.It's a pity that she can't release magic power, no matter how strong she is, it's only relative to her appearance.Not to mention comparing with me, even compared with ordinary Wild Hunt soldiers, they are far inferior.

"You, what are you going to do? Let me go!" Her eyes flickered with horror.

"You have lived in the swamp for a long time. You should know that it is safer to walk in the swamp, or to take it together? This is Bagster's territory, and that guy feeds on magic power. Are you a fairy or a magician? , I was restrained by it by nature. It will take a long time to go out this time, if it wants to come over to check the situation and finds that you are the only one in the wooden house, what will happen, don’t I need to say more?”

"But if this is the case, isn't my home very dangerous!"

"Don't worry. If both of us leave, Bagster will not raid the cabin. It's very simple psychology, whether it's a goblin or a human, as long as you have doubts in your heart, you will not act recklessly. When facing me , Bagster chose to escape, which shows that it is not a pure beast, at least it has its own judgment. Your wooden house and those pots and jars will not be in danger."

After a pause, I suddenly realized that this silly girl had forgotten what I just said, and that was the reason for this reaction.

"And, didn't I say that? I'm going to teach you how to build a pottery stove. You are a magician. Although your level is very poor, you are still a magician. Aren't you very good at making vines grow? When the time comes The job is for you."

"But, but... don't you want to drink water? Are you really not thirsty?"

"Oh? You actually care about me?"

"me……"

This girl has indeed never seen anything in the world, and when I squinted my eyes slightly to watch her, her face immediately turned red.

It can only be said that I am indeed the child of my father, and I have inherited her temperament.It's a pity that I have already identified that person in my heart. Even if I am identified as wrong and distorted in the future, if I want to change my mind, I must at least be a good woman of Jeanne's level.

Although the village girl in front of her with an ugly fur hat had the same face as that person, she was too far behind.

Sighing softly in my heart, I shook my head to calm myself down.

"I'm not thirsty. Even if I'm really thirsty, I have my own solution, and you don't need to worry about it." At this point, I raised my chin and reminded the village girl in front of me: "Don't forget, I am Lien Bagh People who can frighten away even Ster. You don’t really think I’m useless, do you? I’m the child of the evil dragon king Vortigern!”

"Woo...Okay, okay..."

"I have no malice towards you, you don't need to be so nervous." Smiling, I relaxed her hand, releasing my kindness to her. "If I really wanted to harm you, I would have done it from the very beginning. Unlike your self-righteous power, I am really powerful, and Bagster's attitude is the best proof-I can assure you that in This Britain, which is so distorted that I can't stand the insanity, except for the father, no one is stronger than me... That's right, even my mother is not stronger than me."

If you want to become the top combat force, you must not only have strength and technology, but also emphasize firepower, defense and battery life.

My sword can cause damage to the "anti-city" level. My dragon armor is the same as my father and king in the form of a scabbard. The heart and blood of the dragon have given me huge magic power.Although my skills are still far from that of my father, I am indeed my father's strongest knight.

Chapter 37: The Meaning of Growth

◆Mordred◆

The ironclad evidence is that the Barghest Bagster has indeed escaped, and the fairy Artoria has no possibility to refute it.

I just smiled, hummed the music I heard recently, looked for suitable soil near the swamp, and brought it back to the cabin. .

According to my father, the charcoal stove is actually a kind of kiln, but I prefer to call it a charcoal stove.You only need to build a conical column with mud, leave four air intake holes at the bottom and one at the top, put all the wood in, and wait until the wood starts to burn, put the top one and the bottom three into it. The air holes are plugged with soil, so that the wood inside cannot be fully burned, and it will be considered a success if it is stuffy for an hour or two.

Even freshly cut wood can produce fine charcoal when fired this way.Whether it is boiling water for cooking, or smelting iron and forging steel, these charcoals can be used to make them, which is far better than the wood that the fairy Altria had worked so hard to get.

Watching me build the stove with both hands, the fairy Arturia frowned and asked me: "Um... Mordred, the dirt is so dirty, can you really use your hands like this?"

"What's the matter? You live in a swamp, you should be used to this kind of thing, right?"

"No, it's not... After all, I'm also a magician? I can get clean water without distilling it. I can make the flame bigger without using the best fuel. I can also encounter powerful monsters. Let the residence be hidden. Even in the swamp, I can live well..."

When I heard her words, I was squatting and washing my hands with plant ashes.

But, thinking of the past in my mind, my body froze involuntarily.

The same dangerous swamp, the same similar ability, how did the father live here?

No matter how well the charcoal stove is built, there will eventually be smoke and dust overflowing, wriggling on the ground like a long white snake, like a heavenly palace above the clouds in an oriental story.If it is an era of mysterious decline, animals are afraid of fire and smoke, and dare not come to attack.But if the opponent is a monster with higher intelligence, this is tantamount to exposing his position.

So, the question changed—how did the father survive in this environment?

After thinking about it, I finally found out in despair that there was only one possibility left—the father just couldn't die.

"That... Mordred?" the fairy Artoria lowered her head, nervously snapping her fingers. "I should have told you sooner? Otherwise, I wouldn't have to worry about it... It doesn't make any difference to me whether it's low-quality firewood or high-quality charcoal."

Taking a deep breath, I skipped the topic and asked, "Artoria, do you know which mushrooms in the swamp are edible and which ones are not?"

"Ah... this one. Of course I recognize it."

"Really... Have you ever eaten hallucinogenic poisonous mushrooms before?"

"No? I know all the mushrooms and all the plants, so I won't eat them by mistake."

I sighed, realizing where the point was, and why Merlin was so mad. "Because Merlin taught you, right? It doesn't matter if you know it yourself, but as long as Merlin knows, she can tell you whether you can eat it and how to eat it... What a pity, if only it could be like this back then."

"No... Merlin didn't tell me these things."

"No?" All of a sudden, I was stunned. "Who told you that?"

"Well... I knew this by nature, not someone taught me..." Fairy Artoria became more and more nervous, as if I had begun to touch the secret deep in her heart. "It's like this...Merlin only taught me very little knowledge. Whether it's magic, distinguishing fungi and plants, or talking to the land, these are all my natural abilities."

"Is that so..." Thinking of a possibility, I laughed at myself. "I almost forgot, you are a fairy. The fairy of the wind is good at manipulating the wind, and the fairy of the beast is good at fighting. Are you the fairy of the earth? As long as it is related to the land, you can get the information you want from the land itself .”

Fairy Artoria hesitated to speak, it seems that the truth is not the case.

I don't care about these anymore.Because I realized that I was trying to transfer my feelings for that person onto her.However, after all, she is just another existence that looks similar in appearance, but is completely different in essence. She is just a fairy living in the Lost Belt.