To be king and magician

"Hope this thing works."

While thinking, Xia Chuanhu took out a string of silver necklaces from under his collar.

This is a magic dress for camouflage, as long as it is worn, it can hide the part of him that belongs to King Arthur - after Xia Chuanhu told Mei Li about his concerns, Mei Li worked overtime to help him make it.

As long as it has nothing to do with King Arthur, the Blackmoya Mausoleum is just a special place that is exclusive to outsiders. Although it is weird, it is not too dangerous.

"dududu~~~~~~"

The sound of the bus came, and an old bus drove up to the side of the field of vision.

Lifting the suitcase and putting away the map, Xia Chuanhu sighed slightly: "I sincerely hope that I don't make any fools of myself this time, just simply investigate and complete the commission."

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It takes five hours to take a long-distance bus from Cardiff, the capital of Wales, to the location of the Blackmoyer Cemetery. After getting off the bus, you have to walk a section of mountain road with your feet.

Xia Chuanhu is not a person who likes to go out. If possible, he prefers to stay in his room, lying on the bed and checking his mobile phone all day, or playing games at the computer desk all day.

But unfortunately, not to mention that the entertainment he likes has not yet developed at the end of the [-]th century, but his current situation does not allow him to stay at home.Part-time jobs, classes, special training... All kinds of things forced him to continuously improve his physical strength.

Thanks to this, even on the rugged mountain road under his feet, Xia Chuanhu was only a little out of breath when walking, but if it were Weber, he would probably be out of breath.

"Aha......."

Leaning on a tree by the side of the road, Xia Chuanhu took a few breaths, looked up at the sky: "It's almost dark, can I get there before dark? Such a remote place... I kind of understand why Blackmoya Cemetery is rated that way in the industry."

Although not much is known in the superficial world, in the world of magic, Blackmoya Cemetery is actually quite a famous place. It is not only one of the most famous cemeteries in the world, but also one of the oldest cemeteries in the world. One, I don't know how many spiritual masters and necromancers want to go there to find out.

But in fact, the location of the Blackmoya Mausoleum has always been a mystery. Although it is very famous, the specific location is not very clear. Although I have heard about its location occasionally, most of them are false.Over time, Blackmoya Mausoleum became an actual legend.

The reason why Xia Chuanhu knew the location of the Blackmoya Cemetery was actually because a map and the actual address were attached to the letter of entrustment. Find the location of Blackmoya's Tomb here.

"I don't know how they live in such a remote place. Don't they trade things?"

Thinking so, Xia Chuanhu took out the water bottle, took a sip of water to moisten his lips, and then just wanted to move forward——

"Clap-clack-"

Suddenly there was the sound of flapping wings in the forest not far away, and then dozens of crows flew out of the forest.

"The crow... that's right. When it comes to the cemetery, the crow seems to be bound. It is something that will definitely exist."

"Because crows transport souls."

As if responding to Xia Chuanhu, a deep voice sounded, and then from the place where the crow flew out, a black shadow appeared there at some point.

It was a man in black.It should be around five or sixty years old.Although he has already entered the old age, he can still see his strong figure through his coat, and a travel cap is on top of his unruly hair.

A crow landed on the man's shoulder and looked in Xia Chuanhu's direction.Even though it was covered by a large travel cap, Xia Chuanhu could feel that the man in front of him was also looking at him.

"What is the magician from the Clock Tower doing here?"

the man asked.

Taking out the document from the backpack behind him, Xia Chuanhu said, "Are you someone related to the Blackmoya Cemetery? Earlier, the Blackmoya Cemetery sent a commission to the Clock Tower, and I came to deal with it." magician."

"It's here to deal with that matter. The clock tower is really slow."

That's what he said, but the man still turned around.

"I'm the cemetery keeper, Belsac Blackmoya. It's getting dark, come with me to the cemetery first."

14. Quickly, wash your mouth with muddy water

Led by Belsac, Xia Chuanhu came to a small village close to a steep mountain.

The population should be only in the early [-]s. It is a village that may disappear at any time, but it has spent a long time in hiding and silence.Most of the buildings are made of stone and brick, which can be seen to be old even by an uninitiated person.The sparse passers-by wore what could be said to be modern clothes, but in Xia Chuanhu's view, that style was clearly out of date for a long time.

But considering the geographical location of this village, it is understandable. After all, cars can't drive in this kind of place, and there is no way to make it look backward.

When the two arrived at the village, the sky had already completely darkened. Naturally, there were no street lights in the village, and the road could only be seen clearly through the light from the windows of the houses.

"It's really a lifeless village."

Xia Chuanhu spoke to Belsack.

"After all, it's this kind of place, but we've lived here for generations, and we're used to it. Let's go to church first, and we'll talk when we get there. We need to keep quiet when we go out at night."

The rules in this place are quite strange——Xia Chuanhu thought so, and quickly followed Belsac.The old man looked old, but he walked really fast. When he was walking the mountain road, Xia Chuanhu barely followed his speed.

The church that Belsac said was the northernmost building in the village. It had a rather plain appearance, and the fish-scale walls were covered with ivy.

After walking into the church, the space inside is far more spacious than it looks from the outside, perhaps because the ceiling is set so high.

Although the interior decoration is not gorgeous, the benches and metal candlesticks are all spotless, obviously cleaned with great care.

But the most striking thing is the statue standing in the depths of the sanctuary.

Unlike normal churches, what appeared in Xia Chuanhu's eyes was a black statue of the Virgin.

"The Black Madonna..."

Although still holding the baby who is the savior, the statue of the Madonna is still tall and straight, looking full of majesty, with piercing eyes looking down. It is more like a female general than a loving mother.

Normal Madonna statues are all white, but in a few sporadic areas of Europe, these black Madonna statues are not absent. It is said that this situation is caused by the evolution of religion and different beliefs.

but--

"It's really similar."

Looking at the black Virgin, Xia Chuanhu couldn't help but whispered.Others couldn't see clearly, but Xia Chuanhu knew that the face of this statue of the Virgin was [-]% to [-]% similar to someone he saw in the Holy Grail War a year ago - that person was Morgan Le Fay.

(Hundreds of years ago, after the Battle of Camlan, Morgan Le Fay visited the Brakmoya Cemetery, delivered the gold of the magic dress to the villagers in the village near the cemetery, and gave them the order to revive King Arthur, and at the same time All kinds of items for resurrecting King Arthur were arranged inside and outside the village, and the villagers of the village called it the Black Madonna......?)

Recalling the things related to Morgan Le Fay and the Black Moya Cemetery in his mind, and looking at the statue of the Virgin Mary with a similar face to Morgan, Xia Chuanhu couldn't help but have an idea in his heart——

(Could it be that the places where the statues of the Virgin Mary stand are actually the same as the Black Moya Cemetery, and they all have the means of resurrecting King Arthur arranged by Morgan?)

Xia Chuanhu didn't know Morgan's attitude towards Arthur—Artoria—but he only knew that there must be jealousy and hatred in it, because she was deprived of her status as the king of Britain, but she was like this. Why set out to revive Arturia after the Battle of Kamran?

"Do you care about this Madonna statue? Magician."

Bellsack's voice came from ahead.

Xia Chuanhu nodded slightly: "After all, it's rare to see this type. In addition, one of mine... well, an old friend, looks somewhat similar to this statue of the Virgin Mary, so I paid more attention to it."

"So that's how it is... This is something that has been passed down from the village. I don't know the details. Maybe the priest here will know, but he doesn't seem to be there."

"If you have any questions about entrustment, please go to my house. It's just behind the church, but before you go to my house, can you pray to the Holy Mother first. Let's say that's the rule in the village."

After speaking, Belsac himself knelt down first, because of his strong figure, his prayer looked more like a knight swearing.

Hearing his request, Xia Chuanhu drew a sign of the cross on his chest, but... Maybe it was an illusion, Xia Chuanhu always felt that the eyes of the black statue of the Virgin were always facing him.

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After offering prayers, the two left through the back door of the church.

Looking up behind the church, you can see a swamp near the top of the mountain.It was surrounded by layers of metal fences, and there were several stone tablets in the middle.It seems that there should be a cemetery.

"This way."

Belsac's voice drew Xia Chuanhu's attention away from the cemetery, and turned to look at a dilapidated house near the church.

However, it was more like a larger storage room than a house for people to live in, but judging from the necessary furniture inside, it seemed that he really lived here.

On a dirty oak table stood several brass cups of coffee.It's just that these coffees look like muddy water, and actually taste similar to muddy water. Even a man like Xia Chuanhu, who doesn't mind drinking plain water for a month, can't help frowning when facing this kind of coffee.

However, looking at the silent Belsack——

(I don't talk if I don't drink, do I?)

Gritting his teeth, Xia Chuanhu held his breath and took a sip as if drinking traditional Chinese medicine, then swallowed it quickly.

Well, the taste is really like muddy water, the unpalatable Xia Chuanhu almost retched.

After seeing Xia Chuanhu take a sip, Belsac got to the point: "Let's start talking about the entrustment. To be honest, I didn't expect that the Clock Tower would really send someone over. I only tried it because I was suggested. For a moment, even if you don't come, I think we can solve it by ourselves after a while."

"I don't want to make the trip in vain if I can."

"I think so. Since you are here, it means that you also know the specific content of the commission."

"Investigate the magical anomaly near the cemetery—isn't that right?"

Belsack nodded: "In the end, we are just gravekeepers. We only know about things related to spirit bodies. For other aspects, it is best to ask professionals."

"You think highly of me, I'm far from being a professional, I'm just a beginner." Xia Chuanhu spread his hands, "But since I'm here, I will solve your commission, whether I do it or not get."

"That's good."

Belsack nodded.

"But it's getting late now, and you must be tired from the long journey here. How about resting tonight and doing some research tomorrow? There is a hunting lodge outside the village, where you can stay during your stay. .”

"It's troublesome."

15. Four rules

First of all, I want to explain one thing—Xia Chuanhu is not a person who cares much about the living environment. Whether it is an old apartment or a narrow rental house, as long as it can accommodate people, he can sleep there.

But after Belsack led him to the so-called [hunting cabin], he stayed in Bengbu.

The degree of dilapidation is even higher than that of Belsac's room. The wooden bed boards are covered with mites and lice. The musty smell of dust rushes into Xia Chuanhu's nose the moment the door is opened. , so that he could hardly feel the existence of his nose.

(Although it is expected, it is too much...)

Looking at Xia Chuanhu whose expression and eyes were obviously not right, Belsac seemed helpless and said: "The environment is a little rough, please forgive me. There are few visitors in the village, so this is the only place that can be used for entertainment."

"It's okay, it's understandable."

"That's good. I'll bring the dinner later. Let's go first."

"Thank you."

After watching Belsac leave, Xia Chuanhu sighed a long time, and put his luggage on the floor of the hunting cabin. A pile of dust was immediately stirred up—how ​​long has this place not been cleaned?

"Hey, thanks to the fact that I have learned some magic tricks to make life easier, otherwise it would be troublesome to clean up."

Xia Chuanhu stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers while talking, a few sparks ignited in the lantern on the wooden table, and then a gust of stronger wind suddenly wrapped the blanket on the wooden bed, rolled up all the dust on it and flew away out the window.

This is the basis of elemental magic - the basic application of the elements of air and fire.Weber taught.

Xia Chuanhu's magic attributes are fire and wind, and his magic characteristics are transformation and release. From the perspective of compatibility, he is quite suitable for elemental magic, and because of this, Weber will give him priority in teaching him these.