Dragon of the Root

In a forest, a slightly neutral young (female) trains his thin body in the forest.

"Artoria-chan~" The young (girl) staggered and almost fell.

"Please don't call me that Vero." Said the youth (female) with a red face.

"Ohhh~ After all, Artoria has grown up. When she was little, she grew up like a little girl calling me big brother~". Wu Ming appeared from behind Artoria jokingly.

Artoria looked at Wu Ming angrily.

"Okay, okay, it's been a long time since I asked you to play, today I specifically asked for leave to accompany you." Wu Ming said with a smile.

"—" Artoria didn't speak, she looked into Wu Ming eyes, and stopped talking.

"What's the matter, Artoria, my Artoria isn't the type to hesitate."

Artoria face turned red again at the words "mine".

"I want to continue today practice, so... Let's postpone the playtime." Artoria said nervously.

"See, come back early tonight, Merlin and I have something to say to you." Wu Ming touched Artoria head again, honestly, he loved Artoria blonde hair.

"I see, and don't touch my head," Artoria said blushing.

Since Artoria was found by "British Silver Dragon Vero", Artoria moved from her original home and lived in Vero house.

Of course, this was Wu Ming request, with reason. "To be a good knight."

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After bidding farewell to Artoria, Wu Ming started walking northwest of Camelot.

Finally, he walked to the mountain wall.

Wu Ming raised his hand to draw several runes in the air, and the mountain wall in front of him fluctuated, revealing the cave entrance.

Wu Ming entered without hesitation.

"I don't know how the sword was forged, is Merlin reliable or not?" Wu Ming said while walking.

"I'm sad to hear that you don't believe me, Vero~". There was a charming male voice, because the cave was dark, so one could not see his face.

"My fists are hungry and thirsty." Wu Ming raised the arm that was covered in armor.

"Wait… Wait, don't hit me in the face for no reason." The male voice was slightly frustrated and panicked.

"Just kidding. What are you nervous about, Merlin," Wu Ming said with a smile, lowering his fists.

"You bastard, believe it or not, I will tell Artoria who you really are." A young man walked out of the shadows, in a white robe and a wooden staff. This man was called Magus Merlin, there was no aging on his face even though 10 years had passed.

"Artoria trusts me more than trusts you, Merlin~" Wu Ming feet continued to walk towards the cave.

"Forget it, you go and see the sword first, it's a critical moment"

Wu Ming and Meilin walked to the end of the cave, and what looked like eyes was a tall stove.

There is a circular furnace mouth in the center of the furnace, and the inside of the furnace can be seen from the outside.

A golden flame lit up on the stove, and a bright silver sword floated above the fire. As it burned, this bright silver sword was still moving, like a sword-shaped metallic liquid ball.

Wu Ming bit his middle finger, and immediately put his hand into the stove and put his finger on the sword. The golden blood flows on the sword like water, and the sword that absorbs his blood shines brighter, the excess blood flows from the sword into the fire, and the flame becomes stronger, making Merlin in the distance feel pain.

"I don't know what you're thinking. Why use using so much blood? Merlin shivered.

"You are shameless to say that blood is a rare treasure. Every time you cook for Artoria, you add some to her food. After all, it was for Artoria so it didn't matter. You still want to use my blood to grow vegetables, do you know how much blood is lost. What a flower player bastard." Wu Ming looked at Merlin viciously.

Merlin didn't care, and said with a grin: "Oh~, isn't this all for Britain? Hahahaha~"

"Humph~ I'm too lazy to care about you." Wu Ming concentrated on draining the blood.

After a while, Wu Ming face turned pale, and his middle finger stopped bleeding. He withdrew his hand and silently looked at the sword on the stove.

Merlin did the same, silently looking at the sword on the stove.

Suddenly, the fire in the furnace began to burn violently, and the sword in the furnace began to frantically absorb the flames.

*Huh~~~* The flames are blazing.

After a while, the flames were completely absorbed by the sword in the furnace.

The originally bright silver sword became even more dazzling.

The corner of Wu Ming mouth lifted, and his hand stretched out, and the sword flew into his hand by itself.

Wu Ming looked at this sword that was connected to his blood, and couldn't help but admire: "It is indeed the Meteor Sacred Sword."

"Congratulations, Wu Ming." Merlin said from the side, and this time he used the real name Wu Ming.

"Thanks for the trouble, Merlin. I'm here to thank you." Wu Ming bowed to Merlin.

"Hahaha~ I didn't expect you to bow your head to me one day~ Hahaha~" Merlin laughed as if he saw something extraordinary.

"By the way, I will be entering seclusion for a period of time. During this time, Britannia and Artoria will be handed over to you." Wu Ming did not pay attention to Merlin laughter, and said calmly. He decided to start turning this sword into his own Noble Phantasm now.

"It's fine with me, but Artoria can't explain it." Merlin also stopped laughing, now it's time to talk business.

"I told Artoria today to let her go home early. Then you will tell her that I am out to fight against the Demon Beasts, and it is time to tell Artoria about her life."

"Hahhh~ I will do bad things. Good things are on your side. Impossible. Who would call me a Magus?" Merlin smirked.

"Others may not know your other name is British Sword Saint, but I do." Wu Ming sneered.

Although Wu Ming practiced spear skills every day, he basically didn't use spears in the past ten years, and used mass-produced knight swords.

Although Wu Ming took the spear as his main weapon like Scáthach, Scáthach was also an expert in other weapons.

Once when Merlin saw Wu Ming practice his sword, he gave directions. After a while, Wu Ming suddenly slashed Merlin sword, scaring Meilin into using her wand to fight back.

Wu Ming found the truth about the Merlin Swordsmanship to be very powerful. After that, Wu Ming half-seriously and half-jokingly referred to Merlin as the "British Sword Saint".

"Ohhhhh~ Don't talk nonsense, I can't bear the responsibility of the British Sword Saint title~" Merlin said that he couldn't stand it, but there was still a satisfied smile on his face.

"It's okay, your mouth is very eloquent, go quickly, remember to close the hole when you get to the cave entrance." Wu Ming waved his hand, indicating that he was going into seclusion here.

"Get out quickly, King Uther won't last long. I will tell Artoria her life experience tonight." After that, Merlin turned his head and left.

"Hu~" Wu Ming took a deep breath and sat in front of the stove with his back against the stove. Even though the flame in the stove had disappeared, the residual temperature was still there. The residual temperature of the flame that ignited with his blood could last for a long time.

At this point, Wu Ming began to sublimate this Noble Phantasm.

Wu Ming had a hunch that this time this Noble Phantasm had to be sublimated very quickly.