No need to get up?
“Of course not.”
The Butler and the others said as if it were only natural.
Wood was suddenly overwhelmed by the sudden favor, asking in a low voice, ".. Boss.. where is the Boss?"
Master is receiving an important visitor in the study.
The visitor.. who is the visitor?
Wood asked curiously.
Master believes your top priority right now is to get some good rest.
—Alright.
Wood feigned calmness as he took up his knife and fork to enjoy his French Cuisine, but his mind was actually racing with thoughts of—
(That dream.. what on earth did it mean? And who was the Boss's visitor? Why does the Boss.. seem.. seem to.. to me..)
..
After finishing the meal, Wood entered the bathroom to wash his body.
Clean water, free of any odor and at just the right temperature, flowed from the showerhead, washing away the lingering fatigue within his body. Faintly, it even felt—
(Comfortable?)
(Cozy?)
A strange word suddenly flashed through his mind. Wood turned his head and saw himself in the glass mirror behind him—his entire body soaked in thick, crimson blood!
(Blood?)
Wood was astonished and rubbed his eyes vigorously, but—the water spraying from the showerhead in the mirror was still blood, his reflection was already covered in blood from head to toe!
The Gods.. the Gods have fallen! You! You brought destruction! You destroyed the Gods!
You are calamity, misfortune, evil, flame! You must die! We must kill you!
Kill you! Kill him! Kill him! Kill—
A deafening sound rang in his mind, instantly filling every cell of Wood's body and triggering a weird resonance.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The bathroom light went out!
The glass mirror in the bathroom shattered!
The showerhead in the bathroom sprayed out a massive amount of bone-chillingly cold liquid, as if it had lost all control!
Wood's sanity attempted to stop the chaos, but his body felt as if it were sealed by an invisible force; his mouth could not produce a sound, his legs could not move, he instinctively hid in a corner of the bathtub, curling up like an unborn infant, his hands clutching his knees and his soaked hair covering his ears, his mouth opening and closing incessantly as he let out murmurs that only he could hear.
No.. it's not like this.. I didn't.. I.. I never.. It wasn't my fault.. All of this, all of this, all of this..
However, would these wails truly be heard at this moment?
Wood did not know, nor did he want to know.
His body gradually sank into the freezing cold, getting colder and colder, colder and—
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Author's Note: Get ready to read "Silver Legend."
This Japanese-style fantasy novel was written in 1991, even now, it remains full of imagination. The protagonist is Yamata no Orochi, a descendant of Nuwa, who wandered into the mortal realm out of boredom. After witnessing the sufferings of humanity, he possessed Oda Nobunaga, known as the Owari Fool, used Oda Nobunaga's name to conquer the world and end the chaotic era.. PS: In this novel, Nobunaga's true love is Ranmaru, he has a cooperative relationship with Nōhime, who is a messenger of Cthulhu; Akechi Mitsuhide is a Fish Monster Innsmouthian, Hashiba Hideyoshi is the incarnation of the Demon Ape (he actually becomes a monkey).
Chapter 41: The Real and Fake King Arthur (11) Thank you to readers Gu De Mao Nai, A Bai, Qing Yun, Qian Duo, kiki, Ye Yuan, Yun Shen Jian Qiu, Yi Zhi Miao De Sui Nian, Yuan Zhong Ren De Yi Yu Zhong Li, Half City of Sand, Yue Xia Yin Cha, Er Jiao, Meng Li Jian, Lan Wu, Gu Lu Gu Lu, Riyue Taosan Huan, Lan Mei Xiao Yang, Min, Yi Tuo Da Yan, moonlit, Xing Ye for the Irrigation Nutrient Solution
Chapter 41 True and False Arthur (11)
—Wake up! Everything happening right now has nothing to do with you!
A deafening roar, like all the bells in the city ringing at once, shattered the dream of cold and darkness.
Wood, on the verge of drowning, snapped his eyes open and looked at the Boss in disbelief—the man who was always as calm and composed as a God was now filled with tension, his hands plunging into the water to grab him firmly!
And himself in the water—perhaps a hallucination caused by oxygen deprivation to the brain, or perhaps an illusion caused by the refraction of light waves—he felt that on the surface of Boss's arm submerged in the water, there was a shimmering luster between scales and metal.
(It must be.. an illusion..)
Wood thought to himself that it must have been an illusion. Using his remaining strength, he grabbed Master's hand and struggled out of the bathtub—a bath that, under normal circumstances, would have made it impossible to drown—and collapsed, soaking wet, onto the smooth floor.
.. What.. what just happened? Why.. why.. *cough, cough*.. why did I almost.. *cough, cough*.. wah..
Mid-sentence, Wood couldn't help but choke and cough, spitting out foul-smelling seawater from his mouth!
What made Wood feel even more chilled to the bone was—
The bathtub that had nearly drowned him just moments ago was now continuously overflowing with bloody water, the liquid mixed with fragments of human limbs!
W-what is going on!
Wood was so startled that he scrambled to grab the Boss with both hands and feet: "He-help! I, I, I'm.."
Don't worry, put your clothes on first.
Huh?
Because of those words, Wood remembered that at this moment, he was still..
Of course, if you catch a cold because of this, I wouldn't mind using a special method that only applies to us to heal you..
This..
Wood felt a sudden, inexplicable surge of excitement.
But in the end, he suppressed his excitement.
After all, bloody water and fragments of human limbs were still constantly spilling out of the bath.
These body parts.. I feel both disgusted and pitying.. They, they..
The cleanup crew will arrive soon.
"I'll take you back to your room to rest," Master said indifferently, taking a bath towel from the calm-faced Butler and wrapping it around Wood.
I.. I want to stay..
Wood said obstinately, "I want to know what exactly happened during this time.. Why did I wake up to find myself in England? Why could I hear Papa's cries from within the water? Why did I.. what did I.. what on earth did I just experience? And what are these corpses? Who am I? Why am I.."
You want to know the whole truth?
Yes, at this moment, I long to know the truth about myself more than anything.
Wood said firmly, "Even if it means paying a terrible price."
Any cost at all?
Yes.
Wood nodded slightly.
Master reached out, caressing his face with affection, said softly, "Now, go back to your room immediately, change into clean clothes, return to the scene within half an hour to help me receive the person in charge of handling the corpse—as for the rest, I will tell you when I think of it."
Mhm.
..
..
The Investigation Department Staff of Avalon were always well-trained, but even they felt a deep sense of eeriness and nausea as they watched the blood and fragmented human remains continuously surging out of the bathtub.
These things..
Collect as much as possible first, then piece them together.
Ken spoke with forced composure, when he suddenly saw a tattoo on the surface of one of the human body fragments—
It's actually.. it's..
Director Ken, are there people you know here?
Yes, this tattoo.. this tattoo is Williams's tattoo..
He could not control the grief in his heart and said with a sob, "Williams was one of the divers who went missing during that.. that accident near the North Sea Alpha Oil Platform a few days ago.. He was the youngest lad in the team, I.. I.."
In other words, these corpses and this blood might come from the waters beneath the Alpha Oil Platform in the North Sea?
Wood was once again shocked.
Yes.
Ken sighed and said, "I don't know what they encountered underwater, or why they would.. but it is obvious.."
Obviously, they are all dead.
Master suddenly spoke, his cold and steady voice dispelling the sorrow and melancholy deep within everyone's hearts.
He walked over to Wood and Ken, glanced at the body fragments confirmed to belong to Williams, then turned to Merlin, who had remained silent since entering the scene: "Can you sense his soul?"
No.
Merlin said without a second thought, "His Soul has completely vanished."
Impossible!
Director Ken shouted, "According to our research, even for a useless person who was extremely lonely and had no friends or relatives during their lifetime, their Soul would not immediately vanish upon the death of the body simply because they were forgotten.. Not to mention that Williams had family and friends in the Mortal Realm, as Williams's colleagues, we have always missed him, remembering his appearance, his voice, his form.. Our remembrance is enough to allow his Soul to continue to exist.."
“But his Soul has indeed undergone complete Death.”
Merlin looked with pity at the group of Staff led by Aiken, who could not accept this conclusion: "He met the most absolute Death beneath the Alpha Oil Platform."
.. Why!
Ken said in pain, "Why did this happen! Why is the Monster slumbering in those waters so ferocious! Just what on earth is the Midgard Serpent Jormungand!"
“Are you certain the monster underwater is the Midgard Serpent, Jormungand?”
Merlin questioned Ken.
Ken: ".. Besides Jormungand, what other monster in mythology possesses such a massive size?"