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

Morgan nodded and recorded the data.

——Originally, Morgan planned to use living materials for the third test, but Yanain firmly disagreed, so it was finally changed to this method.

Next, they tested the results of the quasi-loop at different power levels, and recorded all the data.

It was not until two hours later that this round of experiments was finally completed.

Yanain looked at the experimental data in Morgan's hand, and frowned slightly:

"It's still not working. The side effects of this quasi-circuit are still too exaggerated. At 200% power, the acuity has increased by fifteen times, and the mental burden has also increased by ten times. Even if it is Lanmaloch, in this state I'm afraid I can only hold on for 30 seconds."

"But the efficiency of magic power generation has also increased to five times that of the normal magic circuit. Based on this alone, I think it is already very good." Morgan said flatly, "Equivalent exchange is the basic law of magic. If you want to get powerful Naturally, you will have to pay the corresponding price.”

Yanain rubbed between his brows: "I just think the price is a bit too high."

Morgan was speechless, and sighed: "You are really the most greedy man I have ever seen."

Even she thought it was unbelievable to be able to transform the simulation circuit into what it is now in just half a month, but this guy is still not satisfied?

Yanain pondered for a while, then thoughtfully said: "Maybe we can consider not directly connecting the simulated circuit with the host's spirit, but setting up a buffer zone in the middle, so as to reduce the burden of the simulated circuit on the host. psychic impact."

Morgan Dai frowned slightly: "But in this case, the quasi-circuit will not be able to receive the host's instructions in time, and the timeliness will be greatly delayed."

"Then let's change the command receiving method of the quasi-loop!" As if thinking of something, Yanain's eyes suddenly lit up, "Before we set the output power of the quasi-loop to be controlled by the host itself, but now we It is completely possible to set the power in advance, and when it comes to actual combat, the host only needs a simple command, and the quasi-circuit can adjust to the corresponding power by itself, so that there is no need to worry about the time limit at all!"

"This..." Morgan thought carefully for a long time, and finally found to his surprise that this seems to be really feasible!

It's just a simple power setting. With the functionality of runes, this kind of thing can be done!

"You can even think of such a way. How did your head grow?" She sighed helplessly.

In the past half a month, Yanain has put forward so many unconstrained ideas. Although each of them sounds incredible, most of them have achieved quite good results in practice.

Including the use of runes to construct quasi-circuits, he was also the first to propose.

This made Morgan quite frustrated. He was clearly the pioneer of this technology, but in the end he was surpassed by others in terms of understanding.

Obviously his talent in magic is not bad, but why is he always the one who suffers the blow in front of Yanain?

Is this the difference between a genius and a monster?

Damn, so angry!

Of course, Yanain didn't know what Morgan was thinking at this time. After seeing the dawn of victory again, his mind was full of experiments, and he couldn't wait to do it.

"Wait." Morgan interrupted him suddenly, "let's stop here, we have no time."

Yanain looked at Morgan suspiciously.

"In half a month, it will be the ceremony of conferring the king, and it is almost time for us to return to Lucammons and prepare for the return journey." Morgan said lightly.

"Feng Wang Dianyi..." Yanain was slightly taken aback, smiled wryly, and patted his forehead, "Fortunately, you reminded me, otherwise I almost forgot."

"Let's wait until we get back to Camelot to do the experiment. Anyway, we already have an idea, and we just need to complete it step by step," Morgan said.

Yanain nodded, looked around the laboratory, and suddenly sighed: "After staying here for more than half a month, I suddenly feel a little reluctant to go back."

Morgan pouted: "You can give me the throne, so that you can stay here forever."

"It's clear that you just said that you will enshrine me as king, but now you want to seek power and usurp the throne. You have changed your face too quickly." Yanain teased.

"I did say that I will regard you as king." Morgan said in a low tone, "but the premise is that you will have a child with me."

"......"

Chapter 111 Chapter 57 The Sad Knight Tristan

After collecting and sorting out the experimental data, Yanain and Morgan returned to Lucammons together.

Arturia and the others breathed a sigh of relief. They almost thought that the two of them had forgotten about the ceremony of conferring the king, and were almost ready to rush into the manor to call someone.

In the past half a month, they have completed all the preparations. After a day's rest in Yanain, the next morning, all the teams were ready to go and set foot on the road to Camelot.

The residents of Lucammons have been waiting on both sides of the road since early in the morning. When they saw this team coming out of the city lord's mansion, they immediately cheered loudly.

"Arthur! Arthur!"

"The Chosen King! The Chosen King!"

Yanain rode a majestic and majestic horse at the front of the team, with a gentle smile on his face, and waved to the crowd, which immediately attracted even more frenzied cheers.

Seeing this scene, he was inexplicably moved with emotion.

I remember that when he first came to Lucammons, there were only four people around him, Kai, Lancelot, Arturia and Merlin. He couldn't see the slightest appearance of the king, and he was even blocked by the guards guarding the city. outside.

And when he left, not only a 300-member knight order escorted him, but even the residents of the entire city made a special trip to see him off.

Although he had anticipated this scene in advance, this change made him feel a little bit embarrassed.

Arturia followed behind Yanaen, with a little envy in her blue eyes. This scene reminded her of the scene when she left Taylor Bill, and compared to that time, the current teacher is obviously more mature. Has the demeanor of a king.

This made her more determined in her inner thoughts. Sure enough, the teacher is the king who is really suitable for Camelot.

Morgan didn't expect Yanain's popularity to be so high now. Looking at the figure in the silver armor in front of her, her face was a little complicated, and at the same time she became more and more determined to have a child with Yanain. idea.

Such an excellent gene, if it cannot stay in the Pendragon family, it will be a great loss!

Lancelot had never seen such a huge scene. Hearing the cries like a tsunami in his ears, while a strong shock arose in his heart, he also felt some inexplicable feelings.

In fact, he is no stranger to this feeling. When Bedivere swore allegiance to Yanain, he had a similar feeling. At that time, he watched the golden sword knock on Bedivere's shoulder three times. , His heart also trembled three times.

But at this moment, this feeling has become more and more vivid and intense.

Recalling the teachings of his mothers and what he has seen and heard during this time, Lancelot found that this feeling can be described as... longing?

But what is he yearning for?

Lancelot's eyes unconsciously shifted to the figure in the front. The early morning sun poured on the silver armor, and the brilliance shone like stars.

——This moment.It seemed that even time had stopped flowing, leaving only the dazzling figure, deeply imprinted in the depths of the light purple eyes.

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After leaving Lucammons, Yanain led the team all the way to Camelot.

To everyone's surprise, whenever they enter a town, they will find that the local residents have spontaneously organized a team to welcome them on both sides of the road, as if they have been waiting here for a long time, what's more Local specialties were also presented to them, and some wealthy businessmen specially presented them with various valuable treasures.

Although Yanain had expected a similar situation to happen, even he did not expect that the victory of this war would make the people of Camelot so excited.

In addition to the ordinary people, those nobles who used to be high above also lowered their figures and came to greet Yanain in person, showing awe in their words and gestures.

Two months ago, they still had contempt for the new king, thinking that the other party was just a country bumpkin who pulled out the sword in the stone with a moment of good luck, but now, looking at the legendary [-]-year-old who defeated an army of [-] Knights, no one dared to show any contempt and disrespect in front of the new king.

Just like what Yanain said before, if you want to deter these arrogant nobles, you have to show strength strong enough to completely crush the opponent.

In fact, from the first day they left Lucammons, countless pairs of eyes hiding in the dark gathered on this team.

The victory of the Battle of the Great Plains has made everyone very clearly aware of the terror of the new king, and they are also very clear that the moment the opponent steps into Camelot, this country will surely usher in earth-shaking changes. At that time, their respective positions will determine their future in this country.

Some people are still watching in secret, while some people have already made their own choices.

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After marching for five days, Yanain's party came face to face with an army.

"That's... the Griffin flag of the Marko family." Bedivere said in surprise, and immediately recognized the origin of this army.

Looking at the griffin totem engraved on the flag fluttering in the wind, Yanain narrowed his eyes slightly.

"King, as long as you give an order, the Knights can charge at any time." Lan Maloch said seriously.

"Don't be so nervous, Ranmallock." Yanain shook his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a meaningful arc, "Sometimes, those who stand in front of you may not necessarily be enemies."

As if to confirm what he said, in the opposite army, a man with fiery red hair suddenly ran towards them on horseback. When the distance was about ten meters, the man got off his horse, walked up to Yanain, and knelt down on one knee , said in a respectful tone:

"Knight Tristan, by the order of the Duke of Cornwall, is waiting for Your Majesty here. Please allow me to escort you to Camelot."

Yanain tilted his head, looking at the legendary sad knight in front of him.

As depicted in the story, this knight who had suffered various misfortunes from birth did have a delicate face and a melancholy temperament. He didn't look like a knight at all, but a sentimental poet.

However, if someone underestimated him because of this, he would probably pay a heavy price.

Even in the round table, Tristan has one of the best strengths.

However, due to all the encounters, this guy always has an extremely negative view of everything, and only considers the worst side of everything.

And this attitude also invisibly affects other people around.

The phrase "the king doesn't understand people's heart" that once cast a shadow over Artoria's life came out of this sad knight.

Chapter 112 Tristan's Shock

"Tristan?" Bedivere was slightly taken aback, "I didn't expect Duke Marco to send him out."

"Is this person famous?" Kai wondered, and Arturia also cast a curious look.

"This...how should I put it, it's mainly because Tristan's experience is a bit bizarre." Bedivere scratched his head and sighed, "It is said that Tristan was just born, his His father was killed on the battlefield, and his mother died of dystocia after giving birth to him, and then he was handed over to his uncle, Duke Marco, to be raised."

"This is too miserable." Kai's mouth twitched slightly.

"However, Tristan is indeed a very powerful knight. He once defeated the knight Mahans from Ireland. It is said that this knight once fought against Lan Mallock." Bedivere looked at Lan Mallock next to him. malloc.

Lan Maloch nodded with an unchanged expression: "I did go to Ireland to challenge Ma Hansi, and I lost that battle."

A look of surprise appeared in Kai and Artoria's eyes. They were able to defeat the knight who had once defeated Lamallock. It seemed that this Tristan was really not a simple character.

"Then can you defeat that Mahans now?" Lancelot asked.

"If Ma Hansi still hasn't made any progress in these years, then within three shots, I will kill him." Lan Maloch said calmly.

There was a little envy in Bedivere's eyes. This kind of strong confidence in his own martial arts was exactly what he had longed for.

It's a pity that he, who lost an arm, is destined not to be able to go very far on this road.

[However, that is all in the past. 】