Be King Arthur From Today

On a grassy grassland, a young man with black hair and black pupils stood here, looking at the sky with a dazed face, unable to return to his senses for a long time...

"Who will tell me that if I take a bath for Mao, I can cross?

When a slaughtering pig, the roar of the tragic death echoes on this grassy grassland...

The breeze blows...

The young man seemed to feel very cold and sighed.

"His...so cold..."

The young man looked at his equipment with only a bath towel, and couldn't help shedding tears of emotion...

However, the young man searched all over his body, but did not find any special equipment. Except for a white towel...

The so-called system flow, the young man gave up completely after trying to shout in his heart several times.

System flow? PASS.....

"Am I the legendary mortal?"

Laughing at himself, the young man didn't say much, and began to look around.

Don't say it, just looking at it, the young man really saw a small landslide.

Vaguely, the young man also saw the small soil wheel, and there seemed to be a person standing there.

'Anyone? Then go take a look...'

Although the young man also knows that it is a very unwise choice to casually contact the indigenous people after crossing the border. But he was naked now, and he had no other choice.

If he doesn't take advantage of this time to contact other humans, then he will probably freeze to death...

And as a modern man in the 21st world, he does not know how to survive in the wild. If he does not contact humans, he will starve to death if he does not freeze to death.

Therefore, there is no other choice...  

Running all the way, the young man who was blown by the breeze only felt the sadness of the balls, because the **** were about to freeze...

In a painful trot, the young man finally came to the front of the small landchuck.

Here, the young man saw a kind old man standing on a small soil.

There is also an ornate golden sword inserted on a small ground pick...

Standing under the small soil, the young man was hesitating how to speak. It felt like a breeze was blowing.

The young man shivered subconsciously.

Then...

It was incredible that the golden sword that was inserted into the small earthen wheel was blown directly from the small earthen wheel by the breeze and flew straight towards the young man's forehead.

This can frighten the young man...

Say it's late, it's fast, I saw the young man with a swiftness that could not cover his ears, with a 100% empty-handed hand-to-hand approach, his hands clasped together, he caught the handle and pointed it at his forehead Fallen golden sword.

Looking at the tip of the sword that was only 0.01 cm away from his forehead, a drop of cold sweat slowly fell from the young man's cheek.

'Mamma Mia, if it wasn't for my quick movement, I would just hang up soon after I crossed? I don't know if there is a resurrection or something...'

Just as the young man was thinking about comforting himself, he heard an elderly voice uploaded from the top-ranked small ground dial.

"Congratulations, young warrior. You are the 999999th person to draw the sword of the king. From today, you are King Arthur~!"

"...huh?"

The young man who was blown by the breeze was in pain, and he still hasn't recovered from the shock just now.

Although what the old man said at this moment was not in Chinese, it was amazing that the young man could understand it.

But the most annoying thing is what the old man said, the 999999th person who drew the sword of the king and became King Arthur.

Let's not complain about where are the 999998 people who drew this sword before, just talking about now.

"Hey, hey, did you misunderstand something? I didn't even draw the sword? Who was it that was blown down by the wind? I?"

Faced with the roar of the young man, the old man just looked down at him, then nodded slowly.

"Black hair and black eyes, so that's the case, a traveler from that mysterious country in the East? In your old sayings in the East, this is both a fate... The reason is determined by God, and the will of God cannot be Violation~!"

The corners of his mouth twitched as he listened to the old man saying a series of ancient oriental words. The young man was about to roar again when he saw the old man wave the wooden scepter in his hand. With an old voice, he spoke a series of words that made the young man almost collapse.

"Since the 999999th King Arthur has been selected, then, young king, please protect your territory, and protect your territory from the hands of powerful enemies, foreign enemies and evil dragons~ May Mother Earth bless you~!!”

Whoosh~!

A white light flashed, and the young man disappeared on this grassland...

However, before the young man disappeared, the roar really echoed on the grassland, and it did not disappear for a long time...

"Why don't you say that the Holy Light will fool you? You tribal pig!!"

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The old man completely ignored the last words left by the young man, and looked into the distance with bright eyes.

"Here...the 1,000,000th King..."

Speaking, the old man took out a sword of the king exactly like the one just now, and inserted it into the small **** beside him.

"The insertion was too shallow just now, this time a little deeper, or else it will be blown off by the wind again, it is estimated that the 1,000,000th King Arthur will die directly... "

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In a medieval castle, a flash of white light flashed, and the young man who just disappeared appeared in the negotiation hall of the castle with a white bath towel in a posture of 100% empty-handed and hand-to-hand. .

"...you tribal pig!!!! ah le?"

The young man who recovered his senses found that the deep place he was now had turned into a place that was clearly a conference hall, and finally stopped roaring.

Bang!

As the young man let go, the sword of king fell to the ground.

This sound made the young man speechlessly pick up the King's Sword from the ground.

I don't know if it's because this time I'm holding the hilt, the moment the young man holds the hilt.

A flash of white light flashed, and the white bath towel on the young man fell to the ground with a swoosh.

But these are not the point, the point is, the massive amount of information instilled in the young man's mind.

Long time...

The young man looked at the mysterious circular mark on the back of his hand, and the corner of his mouth twitched and muttered to himself...

"King Arthur? Knight Summoning System? Was that old man Merlin?"

Shaking his head speechlessly, the young man muttered with a face that didn't know how to complain.

"Forget it, so much to do."

Speaking, the young man took out a small rainbow-colored stone from his pocket and stared at it speechlessly,

"Holy spar? A stone with magical energy that can summon a random knight follower?"

"Well~! It's all good..."

Open the end of the hilt of the King's Sword and put the small stone in it. The young man held the sword in both hands, in a standard slashing posture, while chopping out the king's sword, he shouted.

"In my name, King Arthur, summon my knight!!"

"My knight, appear at this moment!!"

A golden sword qi flew out from the Sword of Kings and cut through the space directly, forming a golden vortex in the conference hall.

In this golden vortex, a figure emerged from it and gradually solidified, forming a beautiful shadow in front of the young man.

Sakura-colored short hair, dull hair with antennae generally standing in the sky, pink kimono...

"The captain of the first team of the Shinsengumi, Mr. Okita is here to visit~!"

"Are you my master?"

"...This is... a knight? Merlin, are you sure you're not kidding me????? Really TM Mother Earth is fooling me??? ???"