I rely on myself

Chapter 272 Guinevere
Just as all magic-related people around the world were paying attention to the existence of Lin Yuan, on an unknown coast, a small figure was standing on a rock and looking into the distance, as if looking at something.

She was a girl who looked very young, probably only twelve or thirteen years old. Her golden curly hair formed an elegant curve and set off her very pretty face. She was wearing a white summer dress and looked very cute, like the most delicate doll.

At the same time, there is a supernatural atmosphere about it, giving people an unreal feeling, like a fairy from another world.

She maintained this posture for a long time until a voice suddenly sounded.

"My dear daughter, did you see anything?"

It was a masculine voice, from which one could hear a sense of integrity and fortitude. As soon as one heard this voice, the image of a pure warrior would naturally emerge in one's mind.

But apart from this voice, the imagined figure did not appear. Was it hiding itself?

The girl was not surprised at all, because she had heard this voice hundreds of times. Instead of being surprised, she felt a sense of security from the bottom of her heart.

"No uncle, I was just recalling things about the king."

The girl's voice is as sweet as her appearance, but with a kind of elegance that a normal child shouldn't have, giving people the feeling of a little adult.

"So do you remember anything?" The upright voice of a warrior sounded again, but his figure still did not appear.

"Wow, it's a pity, but Gwenya still can't remember anything. It turns out that the memory loss caused by multiple reincarnations is very troublesome."

Guinevere, the most famous person with this name is undoubtedly the wife of King Arthur in British legend. She is well known for her affair with Lancelot, the chief of the Knights of the Round Table, who was known as the "Knight of the Lake", which led to a series of events that led to the death of King Arthur.

"Is that so? That's fine. Although awakening our Lord is extremely important, there is nothing we can do about it since we don't have a solution for now."

Unlike Guinevere's regret, an unknown, warrior-like voice sounded again. The attitude revealed in his words was very open-minded, and he didn't care too much.

After hearing this, Guinevere said with a bit of dissatisfaction: "Really, uncle, do you really have no memory of the king at all?"

"No." The unknown voice answered very quickly, almost instantly. Perhaps noticing the girl's resentment, the voice continued to explain.

"I am steel, and I only need to pursue battle. As for other unnecessary things, they will only make my blade dull and weak, so of course I will not record them. I just need to gallop on the battlefield, wield my spear, and cherish women."

Listening to these words that are incomprehensible to ordinary people, although Guinevere also agrees with such values, she is not surprised, because the existence called steel is such a pure existence.

"Is that really the case?" The disappointed Guinevere was only lost for a moment before quickly cheering up. After all, she knew her uncle very well and was just asking out of a try. So after getting such an answer, although she was a little disappointed, she quickly recovered.

"That's enough. There's no point in saying this now. But one day, I will find the king and wake him up. This is my duty."

When saying this, Guinevere's eyes showed a firmness that would never waver, which showed how firm her determination was.

After hearing this, the unknown voice also exclaimed: "That's it, my beloved daughter, one day we will find our Lord." Hearing this affirmation and admiration, Guinevere smiled sweetly, and then as if she thought of something, she raised her hands in front of her, as if holding something.

The space fluctuated slightly, and a ball of tough, cold white light appeared in Guinevere's hand, surrounded by complicated characters.

Looking at the ball of light, Guinevere said in an exclamatory tone: "Speaking of which, it is really incredible. Since humans have created new steel, at first I thought that the magician named Lin Yuan had stolen the power of steel from mythology by some means."

The power in Guinevere's hands is none other than the power of steel created by Lin Yuan and given to magicians all over the world.

It took Guinevere a lot of effort to obtain this power of steel. Although the power of steel can be transmitted or spread very easily, the prerequisite is that the recipient must be human.

Guinevere used magic to manipulate a magician who possessed the power of steel, and made him give himself a seed of the power of steel. What happened next was simple: failure.

Lin Yuan had anticipated this situation and set limits on the power of steel, so that this power could only be transmitted between people.

Although this level of difficulty was a bit troublesome for Guinevere, there was still a way out. Through special techniques, she obtained the power of steel from the body of the manipulated magician.

However, this is all we can do. We can only observe, and we must maintain this complicated sealing ritual, otherwise the power of steel will dissipate, and this power will not be usable by Guinevere.

To be honest, Guinevere had not expected such a scene, because in her opinion, it was just the power created by a mere magician. Even though she was indeed amazed by it, there was always a way to deal with it.

But the fact was that she had no way to deal with this power of steel and could only observe it.

"It's incredible and frustrating at the same time, but I really don't know how to unlock this power."

Guinevere smiled a wry smile, and the unknown voice spoke again to comfort her.

"Don't worry, my dear daughter. There is nothing I can do if I fail. But speaking of this steel power, I always feel like there is something wrong. There must be some secret in it."

The unknown voice was as open-minded as ever, but then suddenly put forward his own opinion, which sounded unsubstantiated, but he was unusually certain.

Hearing this, Guinevere couldn't help but frown and said, "Uncle, you actually have such a feeling, then there must be some secret hidden in the power of this steel. Unfortunately, I have no way to reveal it now."

"Don't worry, my beloved daughter. Although this power does have some secrets, we only have one mission."

Hearing this, Guinevere's expression instantly relaxed and she smiled sweetly again.

"You are right, uncle. We only have one mission, which is to find our king and wake him up. There is no need to worry too much about anything else... Ah! King, where are you now..."

(End of this chapter)