Chapter 382：

Fortunately, he gave up the formation of cavalry, and all the horses he traded in were pulled over and farmed.

Although it cannot be intensively farmed like a cow, it is fast and efficient.

Shirou didn't know how many times the production efficiency had increased from the original.

He has not calculated carefully, but since the first year of harvest, he has never been hungry or worried about food.

In addition, the most important thing is that he pays great attention to the preservation of grain. Those old grains are distributed to grain merchants at a low price, and they are exchanged for materials in poor places.

Therefore, he is really not afraid of granting grain to the kings at a discount.

He can even provide full supplies.

There is no way, the fertility of the land of Western Europe is really too great.

However, in order to control the kings after the war, Shirou still decided to sell.

"King Arthur is so good!"

"Quick! Recruit and buy horses!"

"Go grab land, grab people! No one wants to take this king's land!"

...

While thanking Shi Lang, the kings recruited troops from the kingdom and quickly plundered the land northward.

Lundinium has been taken down, and the Saxons have also been controlled. How can we not seize the land at such a good time?

At this time, some poets' rumors reached the ears of the kings.

"What...? Arthur is fake?"

"Is that king really Arthur?"

"King Guan Ben!"

"The sky is big, it is not important to expand the territory!"

"It doesn't matter whether the king is Arthur or not, only a fool will care about the true identity of that king at this moment!"

"Kill Futikeng before talking!"

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Although I don't know where the rumors came from, all the kings sneered at such rumors.

If it were two years ago, they would still care, there are some stupid kings who deliberately rushed to Camelot to drive King Arthur off, but now seeing that Vortign is about to fall, everyone is busy robbing the ground. Who has time to manage? This thing?

Even if you want to make sense and want to write an article, you have to kill Fu Tigeng and take down the site.

All kings have this attitude, and Shi Lang's people don't need to mention it.

This rumor was almost the first day it reached Shilang. The poets who spread the rumors were spontaneously taken down by the angry Cornish **** to Shilang.

The knights were very angry and wanted to tear these poets apart, and Morgan's expression was a bit subtle, but she was the most ferocious.

Morgan knew Shi Lang's true identity, so her inner feelings were very subtle, but she could see that this was Votigeng's trick. She was not fooled, and even wanted to help Shi Lang's identity.

After all...

Yeah.

After all, that guy said that he will return the throne to the Pendragon family later, right?

And she also has inheritance rights, right?

Yeah.

That's it.

The knights wanted to tear away the poets who had defiled the king's identity, but Shirou kept them, and even gave them delicious, dreamlike lives before letting them go back.

Afterwards, he found Arge rule and asked him to send poets to follow these people and return to Camelot to promote the beauty of Cornwall among the Saxons of Camelot.

Age Zhiwen's eyes lit up, he understood the king's meaning, and retired with repeated promises.

There was a stalemate for several days.

Shiro saw that the situation had stabilized, so he took Merlin back to Cornwall.

When he arrived in the palace, Merlin looked at El Quette on the bed, shaking his body subconsciously, and cried out in horror: "The King of Moon?"

"She is not the King of the Moon, but a friend of mine, true ancestor." Shi Lang said.

"Is she your friend? Is she from the future too?" Merlin asked.

"Yes," Shilang nodded, and said, "She is still alive and there are still signs of life, but she just can't wake up. Is there any way you can wake her up?"

"I can't wake up... It should be that the soul consciousness is still sinking, and she needs to go into a dream to bring her soul consciousness out." Merlin said.

"Can you do this?" Shi Lang asked.

Merlin nodded, somewhat dissatisfied with the king's questioning, and said: "Wang...Don't underestimate me!"

Shilang ignored him and said, "Then you can dream."

"This..." Merlin hesitated.

"What's the matter?" Shi Lang asked.

Merlin said: "My characteristics are not too close to the true ancestor. Once I imitate the true ancestor, accidents are easy to happen."

"Can't you control this characteristic?" Shirou asked.

"This..." Merlin said with an awkward expression: "Because of the relationship that I often imitate... it's already instinct."

"You, control yourself more," Shi Lang said.

Turning his head, looking at Alquette who was sleeping, Shiro said, "Let me go in."

"This...Is this not so good?" Mei Lin hesitated for a moment, and said: "She is the true ancestor after all, and the dream of true ancestor is sometimes powerful and dangerous."

"Stop talking nonsense, listen to me." Shi Lang said.

"Yes!"

Merlin nodded helplessly and performed the nightmare magic, leading Shi Lang into El Quette's dream.