The note Merlin found was left more than 300 years ago.Judging from the time, the berserker's cane and the note should be the "saint" written by the French priest, who left the mountain village of Lyon and lived in the Spanish city of Seville for more than ten years before being placed under the ruins of the church in a crypt full of medieval bones.And judging by the meaning of the note, the information about the Berserker's cane may indeed have been released by the mysterious Asgardian himself, as if it were a test to select someone with certain qualities, such as "wisdom" or "courage".Indeed, the journey from Norway to France, from France to Spain, in the days of more than 300 years ago, was by no means an easy journey.It may not be as good as the epic odyssey of Greek legends, but it is definitely not something that ordinary people can accomplish.Merlin packed the parts of the three canes into a black canvas bag, and without hesitation, he rented a car in the city and followed the signs to the address left on the note.More than 300 years is enough time for a place to be turned upside down.When Merlin arrives at his destination, he finds that there is nothing but a forest in front of him.This disappointed him slightly.It seems that even the Asgardians from the Divine Realm could not have predicted the changes in time and the world.He parked the car outside the forest, carried the canvas bag and stepped into the forest, and in the perception of the vision, it took Merlin ten minutes to finally find the traces of the house in a clearing deep in the forest.He placed the parts of his three canes on the ground, leaned against the trunk of a tree next to him, and closed his eyes and recuperated.Nearly four hours later, as the sun was setting, Merlin suddenly opened his eyes.Victor, the spirit raven who had been flying in the air, shared his vision of the ground, and on the road from Sevier to the forest, a speeding car was approaching.It barely bounced, and rushed straight to where the forest was.Nearly 30 minutes later, the car pulled up at the edge of the forest, and a man in a black suit, a felt hat, and a handbag, dressed like a polite, bookish old man with round-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, was walking slowly towards where Merlin was, with a cane."
Sorry to keep you waiting."
This old man, to be precise, hides the Asgardians of the earth, Elliott.
Randolph, who placed his handbag on a rock, with a hint of apology, said to Merlin, who was leaning against the trunk of a tree, "I have a lecture this afternoon, and although I know of your coming, I must finish it."300 students are eager to gain valuable knowledge from me, and I can't let them down. ”"It seems that you are still a respected teacher, well, a noble profession."
Merlin straightened up, he looked at the Asgardians in front of him, who were no different from the other old men, and he asked softly, "But I'm curious, what class do you teach?"
Asgardian historiography?
”"Well, you know a lot."
The old man slowly removed his glasses from the bridge of his nose, and he blinked, a glimmer of scrutiny in his blue eyes.He looked Merlin up and down, and after a moment, he said, "You're still a demonic wizard, no wonder you're interested in what I've left behind."
Oh, I almost forgot, let's introduce myself first, my name is Elliott.
Randolph is Professor Emeritus of History at the University of Seville, specializing in medieval beliefs and civilizations, and is also an occultist.This name is not only my identity on Earth, but also the name I had when I was in Asgard.What about you?
Adventurer. ”"My name is Merlin."
Merlin replied, "As you said, an adventurer who is interested in aliens. ”"I mean, your profession...
You don't look like a normal wizard. ”Standing five meters away from Merlin with his cane, Randolph said, "I beg your pardon for my curiosity, but I must make sure that you are capable of fulfilling my request."
I can't just send a man to die, it's not in your morals and mine. ”"You ask me about my occupation, and you should at least tell me your occupation."
Merlin asked rhetorically, "I mean, your occupation in Asgard, not your current disguise...
But let me guess first, you're supposed to be a soldier?
Maybe a commander or something. ”"When I was in Asgard, I was a stonemason.""
As a stonemason living in Alfheim, I am so famous for my craft that even Father Odin has heard of my work. ”"Later, I felt that it would not be more difficult to smash the enemy's skull with a war hammer than it was for me to do stone carving, so I joined Odin's army, when there was a serious rebellion in the nine kingdoms under the command of the God King, and the Frost Giants invaded the Atrium World Midgard, which is the Earth, with the help of their artifacts, and I followed the legion into the Earth to quell the rebellion.""
That must have happened around 500 A.D., when we fought against the Frost Giants on the Norse Plains, and the battle was so brutal that my Berserker army was wiped out...
By the time I woke up from the battlefield, the God-King had already led his legions in pursuit of the defeated Frost Giants, and they had left this world...
And I stayed. ”"That's all for my story.""500 A.D.," Merlin repeated the time, and after a moment he looked up at Randolph, and said, "You arrived in the small mountain village of Lyon in 1540, that is to say, you spent 1,000 years on the Nordic side before you began your journey on the continent.I'm curious, what exactly have you been doing in the past 1,000 years?
”"You're sharp-minded, Merlin, I thought you'd pay more attention to the story of my hometown of Asgard."
Dr.
Randolph looked left and right, he pointed to the stone next to him, and made a "please" gesture to Merlin, he said, "It's a boring and long story, if you want to hear it, we'd better sit down first...
You see, I'm old, and standing for a long time is not friendly to the old man's body. ”Merlin did not refuse, he stepped forward, sat down beside the old man, took a bottle of vodka from his pocket, and handed it to Dr.
Randolph.As we all know, when telling a story, you need a spice of wine, and that's tradition!"
Hmm, good taste."
Dr.
Randolph did not refuse Merlin's kindness, he took the bottle, twisted it easily, and poured it into his mouth, and while breathing relief, he said to Merlin, "Do you know the origin of the Vikings?
”"It's not very clear, but they are supposed to be a raiding civilization that arose around 800 AD, and their earliest, truly large settlements should have been born earlier, around 600 AD...
Wait, you mean, you spent 1,000 years in the tribes and kingdoms of the Vikings?
”Merlin looked at the old professor beside him in surprise, and said: "And the Vikings sincerely believe in the legend of Father Odin and the Norse gods, and it is their raids on the European continent that spread the belief of the Norse gods to all parts of Europe...
If you think about it, it seems that the conversion of the Nordic countries to Catholicism in the 14th century coincided with the time you left there. ”"So, you spread Norse mythology, and for 1,000 years, you were a god in Scandinavia?""
Who taught you history?"
Dr.
Randolph said with some dissatisfaction, "There are mistakes everywhere...
The origin of Norse mythology has nothing to do with me, from BC until the 2nd century AD, the rainbow bridge passage between the nine kingdoms was still connected, Norse mythology was originally spread by the messengers sent to the nine kingdoms by the god king Odin, as for the collapse of that faith...
Well, I'll admit, I tried my best to fight the invading Catholic faith in the 14th century, but I failed, so I left the land. ”"As for what I was doing in those 1,000 years...
Believe me, I'm definitely not just a god. ”The old man seemed to recall his own prosperous years, and he took a sip of his wine and said to Merlin slowly: "I was the 'god' of those tribes and kingdoms, a god who really walked on the earth. ”"You?
God?
”Merlin looked suspiciously at the old man beside him, who looked like he could be blown down by a gust of wind, and said, "If this is true, then the chiefs of those tribes are too easy to fool." ”"You're underestimating me, earthling."
Dr.
Randolph stretched out his left hand and said to Merlin, "Don't look at the way I'm dressed now, that doesn't mean I won't beat you to the ground...
What do you think the Asgardians are?
”Merlin didn't answer, he reached out and shook it with Randolph's left hand, and the next moment, the two of them exerted force at the same time.Now that the dark magic is expanding more and more, and the power seeds are constantly sublimating, Merlin's pure strength has exceeded the strengthening limit of the super soldier, although it has not been specifically measured, but the power when the full force bursts out will definitely not be weaker than 1.5 tons.The problem was that at the moment when the fingers of the two people were working at the same time, Merlin immediately felt the pain coming from the hand bones.He was routed.Moment.This means that the sheer power of this dying old guy next to him is far above Merlin."
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Huh, now you know, right?"
Looking at Merlin's movement of shaking his left hand, Dr.
Randolph showed a proud smile, and he said: "The ordinary people of the God Domain, their physical strength is 3-5 times that of the earthlings, and their strength is far beyond you, not to mention, I am also the commander of the elite army under the command of the God King back then, and I am also a warrior of a hundred battles."
I've also learned some rune magic, and while I can't hold lightning like the legend says, it's okay to release a few electric sparks. ”"Merlin, the people of that era were very ignorant, and superhuman strength plus some seductive words were enough to make you a true 'god'.Moreover, I live on the top of the mountains of Sweden, and when the sun rises and sets, I have defeated the berserkers who have come to challenge me from all over the Nordics for 99 days in a row, and countless people have witnessed my 'miracles', and they are willing to follow me for the next hundreds of years. ”At this point, Dr.
Randolph became a little distracted, took a sip of his drink, and said to Merlin, "But the game of playing as a god is not really fun, especially after almost 1,000 years of this game, and I am very tired of it.I tried my best to fight against the Catholic faith, but I was unable to turn the tide, and on the day they announced my conversion, I left the snowy land. ”"You're right."
Randolph sighed, "I am indeed a god.In retrospect, it should have been 1,000 years I wasted, I could have completed my round-the-world trip 1,000 years earlier, but I wasted precious time on meaningless things. ”"Then why don't you go back to Asgard?"
Merlin asked, "Judging from your description, you should not be considered a deserter, and I don't think the god-king Odin will blame you." ”"There was a time when Merlin, Merlin, I really wanted to go back."
Dr.
Randolph looked up at the dusk sky, and he silently drank the wine in his hand, and said, "But I can't go back." ”"The Rainbow Bridge connecting the worlds was closed, and from the end of the war in the 5th century AD to the present, I have only seen it open a few times, but it only lasted for a short time before disappearing.""
There must have been something that caused the Divine Domain to relinquish control of Midgard, and that must be the real thing...
Can you understand?
Merlin, in the face of such a big event, Odin would not open the rainbow bridge and take me home because of a lost veteran. ”"You don't know what's going on?"
Merlin frowned and asked, "But the French priest said that you can use the Berserker's cane to show him the sights of the Divine Domain."
Are you lying to him?
”"No, I didn't deceive him."
Dr.
Randolph shook his head, and he said, "I'm just showing him my memories, and it's not fake.But the Berserker Staff is a warrior's weapon, not a witch's weapon, and it doesn't have that magical power...
Besides, in 1675, after I completed my voyage around the world, I saw all the scenery of Midgard and saw the different civilizations that had been born in this world, and I suddenly felt that it was not an unacceptable thing to live on earth. ”He said to Merlin: "When there was little hope of going home, I chose to go with the flow.Now I am also living a good life, with my own career, my own students, and my own life...
Especially in the new century, your technological development gives me a hint of the feeling that I am witnessing the rise of another Asgard, although it seems to me that you are still very primitive. ”"You mean, Asgard is actually a technological civilization?"
Merlin asked with interest.Dr.
Randolph nodded, and he said, "We are a civilization where technology and magic have developed and prospered together, and we are considered a very advanced civilization in the entire universe.Well, enough gossip, Merlin, I've made sure that you can do what I have to say. ”He looked at Merlin, and he said seriously, "If necessary, when the time is right, help me send a message." ”"To whom?"
Merlin asked."
To my son in Asgard."
Randolph said, "His name is Skorch...
Son of a stonemason. ”()