West's Summer [Comprehensive English and American]

When I woke up, the morning light was twilight, and the sky was just breaking.

The brilliance belonging to the night under the sky has just faded, and the dawn is gradually rising.A ray of gray and white lay flat on the distant horizon, like a traveler who just woke up from sleep, quietly opened his eyes, and soon there will be another cycle of rising and falling.

By the window sill, a thin figure was sitting quietly.Night and day blended in his light gray eyes, reflecting a trace of indifference and solemnity that had never been shown in front of people.

"Merlin."

Called so softly.Wester Xavier moved his stiff fingers, trying to stand up, but accidentally touched the wound on his shoulder, his eyelashes trembling slightly because of the pain.

"If I were you, I wouldn't move the injured shoulder casually now."

His eyes were still scattered in every inch of the gray and white void.Merlin turned his head from the window, and said so lightly, but Fourth Gu didn't intend to reach out to help the young man on the bed who didn't seem to move very freely:

"Although the wound healed quickly, and Gaius gave you enough effective potions, you lost too much blood... If you don't want to suffer any more, I suggest you lie down obediently."

"..."

Of course he knew that the mage was telling the truth - in fact, even Merlin couldn't understand it better than himself.West opened his mouth, but didn't know what to refute, so he could only sigh silently, and kept 'watching' his slightly cold back in silence.

"Merlin."

An unbearable silence filled the air for a while.Under the brighter and brighter sky, the young man suddenly called out, but lowered his eyes when the mage turned his head, unwilling to let him meet his empty and loose pupils:

"You're mad at me, Merlin."

These words were clearly supposed to be questions, but they were abruptly turned into a statement by the broken ending, and the object of the question obviously kept acquiescing.West's eyes hidden in the shadows flickered, thinking of a certain possibility, his expression was thoughtful:

"Is it because I used my ability outside the palace, and Arthur already knew about it?"

"..."

The black-haired mage suddenly raised his head, a trace of deep disbelief flashed across his face, but was soon buried by a deeper and stronger powerlessness.He frowned without warning, his expression was between anger and sadness, like a stone thrown into the water, after stirring up the surface layer of ripples, but after all, only the heaviness of falling all the way was left.

——How could he think that I would value hiding from Arthur more than his life?

——Obviously...I obviously...

Thinking of this, a small pain began to appear in his chest.Merlin looked at West for a long time, until the young man began to curl up his fingers on the quilt uneasy, he finally sighed softly, as if giving up something, got up and sat next to his cohabitant.

"The person who injured you was the high priest of the Druids. He turned into an animal and escaped before the king and the knights arrived...I only said that you were attacked by a wizard, and they didn't know about other things."

It seemed that he had turned back to the gentle and reliable Merlin.He gently embraced West's shoulders that were trembling slightly due to weakness, and let him lean on himself, a self-deprecating wry smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth:

"Nothing is more important than your life, Serena. So... so, no matter at any time and under any circumstances, never have the thought of 'I can't use my ability to protect myself because it will hurt Merlin' ..."

Otherwise, if this happens a few more times, he will be completely driven crazy.

The warm temperature of the human body was transmitted through the thin clothes, which was in stark contrast to the coolness of his body after losing blood.Sensing keenly the pain in the mage's chest that could not be concealed in his tone, West closed his eyes gently, remained silent for a while, and finally just nodded.

"You must not lie to me, and do not hide anything dangerous from me."

He pulled the quilt up to their chins.Merlin sighed, looking at the boy's messy hair under the tip of his nose, the melancholy in his light gray eyes still persisted:

"Mojana is probably after you now, even in Camelot, she can't guarantee safety anytime and anywhere... After all, it's not like before, even if you don't care about it, you still think about Gaius and me. Think about it, huh?"

"I know. But because of this, I have what I have to do." West sighed silently, pursing his lips together, "Since I can't guarantee safety in Camelot, I can no longer rely on other people's Protect... Merlin, I must get my power back."

It's not just for people in this time to be free from the mercy of fate.In this world where he will eventually return, he still has things to do and revenge to avenge.

Since being named the 'hermit', Wester Xavier has no right to stop.

"...So, do you have to go to that dangerous elf country?"

Frowning in disapproval, Merlin glanced at the doubtful expression of the young man, and almost squeezed out a few words: "Avalon, the Floating World Forest... This is not what you read from the druid consciousness back then. Come out, do you want me to remember it for you?"

"As long as there is a slight possibility, I must go and see."

Nodding, of course we can know from the history books of later generations that this is the holy place where King Arthur was finally rested.West touched his shoulder, which was tightly wrapped in bandages, and replied softly.

"Even if I tell you it's dangerous there? You insist on doing it?"

"Yes."

"Then I can't persuade you to give up this dangerous idea at all?"

"No."

"……I see"

He was speechless by the boy's stubbornness.The black-haired mage's expression twisted slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.Although he didn't want West to go to the lake where the dead rested, even for a moment, he even considered the urge to lock him at home with magic.But he also knew that as long as it was something West was determined to do, he never had the ability or position to stop it... As long as the young man opened his mouth, even if he didn't use psychic powers, he couldn't refuse him anything.

"I want to be with you."

Lightly pressed the boy's head that was raised suddenly.Merlin sighed silently, his light gray eyes seemed to be filled with the rays of light gradually rising outside the window, they were obviously so bright and gentle, but when he spoke, there was a hint of irreversible toughness unexpectedly:

"This is my lowest bottom line. If you insist on going, then I will definitely follow you."

It was the only way I could feel at ease, the only way the anxiety and self-blame would stop.I don't want to lose Arthur, but I'm also afraid of losing you... Such a desperate and painful search, four months of depression and inextricable annoyance, only one experience in this life is enough.

and so--

"I won't allow you to refuse, West. Nothing."

No matter what, I must see you by my side.

……

Celtic mythology has always had the theory of "the next world".There lived gods, elves and fairies, as well as ugly and terrifying giants and monsters. It was a paradise where souls lived temporarily before reincarnation.They are usually located on sacred lakes, islands, forests and high mountains, and are the paradise where souls live temporarily before reincarnation.Some of these places are resplendent and resplendent like heaven, while others are gloomy and depressing like hell.

Obviously, Avalon's Floating World Forest does not belong to either of the two.

According to Gaius, it was the outer part of Avalon, born by the power of the forest goddess Artio, and it was the place where the ancestors of the Druids once lived and prayed.Many, many years ago, when magic first flourished in Britain, the Ukiyo Forest was known as the "sacred land of magicians", and it was the divine domain that all practitioners pursued all their lives, but at the same time, countless wizards died here.The purity belonging to the gods and the resentment of the undead have been entangled in the forest all year round. If you are not careful, you may get lost in it and never return to the world.Over time, even the most powerful mages were silent, unwilling to mention this place again.

The floating world is an ideal land, and it is the way of Shura.It has stood in the world for thousands of years, resisting the visits of ordinary people with enchantments, and guarding the secrets of magic; but for wizards who also visit with pious hearts, in fact, this forest is not necessarily friendly to them Where to go.

And the evidence is that when they approached the edge of the forest, Merlin gradually felt that his magic power seemed to be suppressed by something.

"The Unnamed Dao Monument, this should be the entrance that Gaius mentioned."

He got off his horse and carefully examined the moss-covered stele hidden in the grass.The black-haired mage frowned slightly, and a cluster of flames suddenly rose from his palm, but it was like a sprout that had just broken through the ground, so slender that it seemed that it would break if touched.

But in terms of the amount of mana he infused, it would have been enough to burn down a house in Camelot.

"What's the matter, Merlin?"

Stepping on the land covered with yellow and fallen leaves, he was keenly aware of the scorching heat floating in the air, and West turned his head in doubt.

"……nothing."

Put away the magic, and don't want to add any worries to the young man.Merlin straightened up and replied.Anyway, it’s just a little more effort, and it’s not impossible to use it. Just pay attention to adding more magic power when it’s time to need it—if West feels that this forest is too dangerous for magicians, he won’t brainwash himself in the forest. It's strange to wait outside.

But he still seemed to have underestimated the boy's sensitivity.Pursing his lips and glanced at Merlin silently, West pushed the weird black earring on his right ear and pulled up the corner of the mage's clothes, just like children who are afraid of losing each other in the dark. Only then can we move forward with peace of mind.

"If the magic continues to weaken, you must tell me, and we will withdraw immediately."

If the chance of healing is lost, then look for it, but if Merlin suffers any harm, he will probably regret it for the rest of his life.

——And his life is too long, he can't afford to gamble.

In the forest, the wind from ancient times roared past, spreading countless seas of green trees.The transparent and complicated enchantment stood quietly in front of them, like a silent invitation. In this land that no one has set foot in for many years, I wonder if it is an illusion that the environment is too ethereal. West always seems to feel that the depths of the forest are Something is calling me.

Calling, the 'hermit' who can break free from the wheel of fortune.

"Let's go."

He tugged on the mage's sleeve, but in the next second, someone grabbed his left hand instead.West turned his head a little surprised, but couldn't see the faint smile on the corner of the mage's mouth, so he had to be pulled forward together like this.

Although he is a mutant who is beyond his understanding, since he got to know Merlin and witnessed the existence of magic, he often feels that this world is so mysterious that it cannot be understood by common sense.

Therefore, when he passed the Unnamed Monument and approached the Floating World Forest, West thought that he was ready to face any situation—including Avalon’s preparation to reject him because he did not recognize him as a magician .

He kept walking, stepping on the soft soil as if it had just rained.The crisp sound of penetrating the barrier spread in the air like ripples, little by little, blurring the light and shadow, and breaking up the darkness.

The old light poured down from the lush canopy, leaving mottled silhouettes on the branches.Countless luminous white catkins flutter in the windless vast expanse of trees, and occasionally, beautiful spirit beasts that can never be seen in the outside world slide silently on the fallen leaves. Wherever they go, flowers bloom, attracting countless black butterflies. Follow, the beauty is like a dream.

Eyes wide open, strands of light refracted into colorful colors were reflected in the pupils, and West froze in place in disbelief.

——I... can see it?

He closed his eyes and opened them again, but the scenery in front of him was still vividly imprinted in his pupils, like a wonderful illusion.He closed his right eye in disbelief. It seemed that the moment he stepped into the forest, all the wounds he had suffered in this body healed. It was as if he had returned to his peak strength all of a sudden.

How is this going?magic?

"Merlin..."

I opened my mouth subconsciously, wanting to ask the opinions of professionals.West turned his head, and the light-colored wisteria flowers of Kazuki and Kazuki were hanging down from the orange-yellow light, dazzling people's eyes, but there was no black-haired boy who he thought was standing beside him all the time.

He didn't even know when they would let go of their handshake.

—Merlin is gone.