Chapter 1967：

Shi Lang nodded: "The Eternal Empire... I am afraid that the birth of this connection point is really inseparable from us."

"Why is it so sure?" Mordred asked suspiciously.

"It's so similar to the dynasty... and there are my stories in this empire."

Shi Lang took out a book from his arms and handed it to Mordred's hand. It was "The Story of the Sacred Sword Hero" that he had handed over from Camland.

"Look at it."

After that, Shi Lang stood up and walked under the train. At this moment Mordred suddenly called Shi Lang: "Wait a minute, father!"

Shi Lang paused, turned his head, looked at Mordred, "What's the matter?"

"If this empire is really inextricably related to us. What are you going to do?" Mordred asked.

"I may get lost, but I have never lost my way."

Shi Lang turned his back and entered the train.

Mordred lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand.

After getting into the train, Shi Lang ran into Getia. Gaetia's face was cold, as if he hadn't seen him, Shirou would naturally not put a hot face on his cold ass.

He came to Abigail's side.

Compared to Gaetia, who regarded him as an enemy, Abigail had accepted him.

After talking with Abigail for a while, Shirou felt a little tired, so he walked to a seat by himself, slumped his head by the window, squinted, and wanted to take a short rest.

This body is the real body, not the body of the Servant of the True Ether, so take good care of it, otherwise the future will be taken back from the Lord of Relief, but the result will be the same as before the crossing, that’s too Not worth it.

However, Shirou just closed his eyes, and a soft but biting voice rang in his ears.

"—Don't sleep."

Shirou opened his eyes and saw Gamo sitting opposite him, staring at him with a serious and serious expression.

"What's the matter?"

"The dream will be stolen by a very bad personality." Gamo said with a serious face.

"Dreammon with a very bad personality...Are you talking about Merlin?"

"No, it's Master Meilin's father," Gamer paused while looking at Shilang's puzzled gaze, and asked suspiciously: "Haven't Master Meilin talked about his father with you?"

Hearing this, Shi Lang shook his head: "He never mentioned the Ambrosius matter to me."

The full historical name of Merlin is Merlin Ambrosius, and the name Ambrosius means "eternity".

In fact, Merlin's birth story is also quite interesting. He was born well before King Uther, when the British Isles were also under the jurisdiction of the Roman Empire. And Ambrosius came to the dream of the princess of Wales one night. He wanted to steal the dream of the princess, but he left the concept, which led to the birth of Merlin, the half-dreamer, half-human flower magician.

"Ambrosius is the guardian of Tirnano. He will eat the dreams of all those close to Tirnano. Once he eats the dreams, he will lose the dreams and cannot enter Tyr. Nano, so from ancient times to the present, there are very few legends of Tirna."

Gamo sat down, closed his eyes, and said, "Please pay attention to it to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Hearing this, Shirou smiled and nodded: "I see. Thank you for reminding, Gamo."

Gamo: "..."

"You're welcome, it's a grasshopper on a rope now."

With that, Gamo got up.

Soon after she left, Mordred walked in angrily, threw the "Holy Sword Hero Tan" on the table, and sat on the chair baffled.

"What's wrong, you?"

Shi Lang asked suspiciously.

"This book actually took me a fortune to the end!"

Mordred put his hands on his chest and felt unhappy: "The creator of this adventure story, does he have an opinion on me?"

"Just unhappy about this?"

Mordred nodded with a depressed face: "I'm just about to see how to write about me. It doesn't matter if I write it truthfully or verbally, but I didn't mention half a word. If I want to write it, I will write it all. , Too much!"

Shi Lang looked at her helplessly, this child was sometimes very childish.

"However, this is also certain. This empire is indeed related to the dynasty. By the way, who is the creator of this adventure story?" Mordred became serious and looked at Shirou.

Although she is not serious, but because of her growth experience, she is quite reliable.

"I heard it was the Morgan of this empire, but after I confirmed it, I found it was not." Shi Lang said.

"So..." Mordred played with the "Holy Sword Hero Tan" in his hand, and said: "This book depicts the epic of the dynasty in a very detailed manner, as if it was a personal experience. Maybe it was someone Written by a dynasty warrior summoned to the empire in advance?"

Hearing this, Shi Lang shook his head: "The time is not right. The heroic spirits will be summoned by the spirit veins because the emperor defeated the [Council] and invaded the pan-human history. Even if there is a time difference between the world lines, when the world lines start to intersect When the time comes, the time flow of the two interlaced world lines will be the same."

"So familiar? Have you ever played with the time between the world lines, father?" Mordred asked suspiciously.

"No, but I was played with by others."

Shirou smiled. The saint king of the giant-Surut once invaded one of his worlds that reset the cycle of reincarnation. Therefore, Shiro has quite a lot of experience in connecting points and pan-human history, as well as the turbulence of time on the world line and the world line.

"But, you are so sure, isn't this adventure story written by our acquaintances?"

"Of course, because no one I know would use this kind of narrative technique. And the writing techniques of the Knights of the Round Table, the Interior Officer, and their writing techniques on record are still vivid and remembered in my mind. So, I'm sure This adventure story was not written by anyone I know."

Mordred frowned: "Who wrote that? It's still written in such detail, without any processing or shrinkage... It's impossible to say it's not personal experience."

Shi Lang nodded. This is why he cares so much about this adventure story. It is impossible to write the story and experience of it in such detail if it is only based on imagination.

Who would write it?

"It was written by His Majesty the Emperor."

The sudden sound in the ear caused De Shilang and Mordred to raise their brows. When they looked around, they saw a snow-white girl in a snow-white dress, looking at them with a pair of faint red eyes with a smile. .

The girl is quite young and beautiful, but...

Shi Lang couldn't help but asked, "Merlin?"

Indeed... Whether it is said that Merlin is too beautiful, or that he is too suitable for women's clothing, the girl with white hair and red eyes like snowflakes in front of her is just like Merlin after women's clothing.

"Oh, just open your mouth to mention the child's name? You should be the king who allows the child to experience the wisdom of human emotions, right?"

Hearing this, Shi Lang shook his head: "The king of wisdom can't talk about it, it's just a little clever. However, if you ask who is Gnival Pendragon, it is indeed me. May I ask you? "