[Comprehensive] Enkidu

"Then, it's agreed to meet here next time."

The shaggy, shaggy-haired dwarf bid Enkidu a reluctant farewell, a pair of long rabbit ears hanging down his shoulders.

The goblin with transparent wings waved her hand, her palm-sized body shyly hid in the tree house, turning her head to look in Enkidu's direction from time to time.

After saying goodbye to these elves, Enkidu's day's work came to an end. He stood up and smiled at the long-awaited Master.

The two of them didn't need to say anything. They walked in the city-state named Camelot and waited quietly for the sunset. Since they were both wearing hooded robes that concealed their breath, they were not recognized by the passing crowd.

Ever since a large number of goblins symbolizing mystery left their hometowns and came to this city of chalk guarded by red dragons, Enkidu vaguely realized that for the mysterious species, the fading of "mystery" had become irreparable. .

I don't know how long Camelot can last. After the last piece of pure land disappears, the goblins may have to hide in the back of the world to avoid the fate of annihilation.

Enkidu set his sights on the king.

The impact of the mysterious extinction has also been severe in Britain, as the gift of the forest dwindles and the once fertile land slowly begins to dry up.

The products of the island country are not very rich, and now even the daily food needs are imported from Lancelot. Fortunately, Queen Guinevere is willing to sign an agreement to export some food crops, so Britain has not reached the point of embarrassment.

Also as the victims of the incident, the solution that the Saxons and Rome thought of was to increase the intensity of invasion to seize land and labor. The war lasted for several years after Arthur succeeded to the throne, and it was still unable to completely solve these invaders.

Under such enormous pressure, the king always showed an inhuman calmness on his face, which was why the king was not like a normal human being attacked by those rebellious knights.

But Enkidu could understand him, not as a king, but as a young man named Arthur Pendragon.

He is such a person who tries hard to criticize himself because he is afraid of others worrying, and forgets to give himself a smile because he guards the smiles of others.

"Is there something on my face?"

His sinking thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice, and the upright and handsome face under the hood looked in the direction of Enkidu.

After discovering that a strand of bright green long hair was missing, Arthur skillfully arranged the strands of hair into the robe for Enkidu.

"No, there isn't. I just remembered something."

Arthur nodded slightly, not paying attention to his friend's sudden distraction, his mind was all on the extra wreath in Enkidu's hand.

"Is the flower in your hand given to you by a fairy?"

"This is to thank me for the gift they arranged for me, but what I am a little concerned about is..." Enkidu's expression was slightly complicated, "This is a courtship gift from Merlin to them."

"Cough cough."

Arthur was caught off guard by the words.

Thinking of the teacher who lingered in the beauty and claimed to have loved every woman vigorously, he felt awkward no matter how he looked at the wreath.

After the conversation between Merlin and Enkidu in his dream last time, he intentionally or unintentionally kept a distance from Enkidu.Enkidu was still surprised when he heard the goblin tell the source of the gift, but he couldn't refuse a child's request, so he accepted it after thinking about it.

"I only accepted the wreath from the young goblin, and I didn't agree to the others."

Enkidu also never thought that Merlin would confess to a child frantically and say that he must be a beauty when he grows up in the future. He still couldn't figure out how as a descendant of a nightmare without emotion, he could evolve the character trait of lusting for beauty.

In the long future, even a new era of online fraud will develop.

"It's better not to accept the gifts from those adult goblins. They won't understand anything, and they will think that you accepted their courtship."

"Courtship?"

"Well, I received a gift from a goblin when I was adventuring with Gawain, and I was almost going to marry one of them."

It was Arthur who got away from the goblins by exchanging conditions, and paid many goblins' favorite shiny gems - from Gao Wenqing's private coffers.Arthur's life was so simple that he couldn't scrape together a single jewel.

Although these goblins kept their own place in Camelot, it can be said that they helped a lot, but King Arthur still had some psychological shadows.He admired the teacher who unscrupulously provoked goblins.

"I'll pay attention."

Except for Shamhart, Enki has never liked any other women, and he will not fall in love with that person because of others' coercion.Even though he has a very talkative face on the outside, he is still active and strong inside. It can be said that Arthur is completely overwhelmed.

"However, the elf town outside the planet should have disappeared. I still want to pass by and take you to see it. Its scenery is beautiful."

The ever-blooming blue cornflowers adorn the earth, the quiet lake is like a mirror falling into the forest, lighting up the misty depths of the woods, and the fireflies at night are like stars in the night sky, reminding him of his relationship with Enki. The first meeting scene.

It's a pity that the mysterious disappearance took away such a beautiful scenery. Without the protection of the fairies, even the hidden Gensokyo would be destroyed by alien races.

"When the country really settles down in the future, when the country doesn't need you, let's go there and have a look."

These words caused a ripple in Arthur's already calm heart during the long years of transformation. Even though he knew that this day would not come, he still smiled expectantly and answered firmly.

"There will be a day, Enkidu."

When they returned to the castle, facing the visibly flustered Bedivere Knight, they got bad news.

"The king's scabbard is lost."

The scabbard, which Merlin warned Arthur to never lose, disappeared into the air under the watchful eyes of many people, and everyone was enveloped in panic and despair, thinking it was a bad omen.

But their king went out for some reason, and no one had the guts to tell the king about it. When the king and his friends came back, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at King Arthur's expression.

After hearing the news, Arthur didn't fly into a rage as they imagined. He was silent for a moment, and said to Bedivere, his valet.

"Take me to the lost place to see."

The box where the scabbard was placed disappeared at the scene, and everything was as usual without any change, obviously it was only possible artificially.

"I have no way of perceiving its location."

Facing the regretful expression shown by his friend, Arthur was very indifferent.

"The box that guards the scabbard has the ability to block the breath, and I think the opponent will immediately add a few more layers of protection after taking it away."

Only he can use the scabbard, and it is no different from ordinary scabbards in other people's hands, but the deep meaning in it makes him think deeply.

"It must be the good deeds of those nasty goblins. The king shouldn't have kept them in the first place!"

Only a goblin can steal the scabbard silently, and the outraged knight opened his mouth as a matter of course.

"It has nothing to do with them."

Enkidu and Arthur retorted in unison, and after looking at each other, Arthur continued.

"There is a magic barrier set up by Merlin, and the goblins can't get in at all. I think there is something wrong inside."

Only those who understand the function of the scabbard can steal it, and the loss of the scabbard that can heal damage and defense can be imagined for Arthur.

Thinking of negotiating an agreement with Rome in the near future, there will inevitably be a battle. That person wants to rely on this to end his life.

Arthur would let him see him come back victorious, and just losing his scabbard wouldn't make him lose his will and determination to fight.

"First send more people to find the scabbard and check the spies inside. Recently, Camelot needs to be strictly defended to avoid some sudden accidents."

"Yes, King."

Meanwhile, Camelot is holding a secret underground meeting.

The young man sitting on the high seat half-closed his eyes and looked at the nobles who expressed their heartfelt respect to him. His appearance was no different from that of King Arthur. Because of this, every time the nobles looked at him, their eyes became more fanatical.

Completely different from King Arthur, he did not wear the dark blue palace attire that symbolizes King Arthur's love. The red riding suit that burned like a fire set off those bright green eyes that seemed to be deep red, which precipitated frightening madness.

"You are our next great king, and we will dedicate all our loyalty. If you want, we can do it."

However, because they couldn't bear King Arthur's treatment of them as equals to commoners, these nobles immediately worshiped Mordred as their master when they saw his true face. They firmly believed that Mordred would give them the dignified status that nobles deserved after ascending to the throne. .

After all, Mordred was Arthur's legitimate son, the rightful orthodox heir, so there was something wrong with them electing the orthodox heir.

Nearly half of the nobles rebelled without King Arthur's knowledge.

"The country you love...but that's all."

Mordred turned his head sideways, looking mockingly at the scabbard that should have appeared beside the king. He could already imagine how helpless King Arthur was without the scabbard.

The more miserable King Arthur was, the happier Mordred was.

Rather than calling it happiness, it is better to tell that it is the pleasure mutated from pain, but Mordred indulges in it, walking towards the path he despised, the traitor.

Nothing is needed anymore...

At the moment he was not recognized, he voluntarily gave up embracing the glorious future, and with a cold attitude, he planned to obtain the throne that might not be happy.

A twisted smile bloomed on his face.

"As long as you show your loyalty, I will get you what you want in no time."

Amidst the flowers and cheering applause, he sank happily without looking at the hypocritical backsides of these people, and the emptiness monster in his body was miraculously satisfied for a moment.

The author has something to say: Mordred's blackening complete body get.