Everyone knows King Arthur's name.

But who really knows this name that is spread in books and stories? Even though everyone has heard her story since childhood, the closer something is, the easier it is to lose its authenticity.

Many people have imagined that one day they can be like Arthur, pull out the sword in the stone, and transform from a poor boy to the heir of the kingdom.

Most people ignore that King Arthur's father is King Uther.

But now, someone plans to give this opportunity to change their destiny to all the people of England.

This kind and good man is Hwendelenge.

Hevin wields the "hammer" at his mansion.

Stickman said:

"Can you please leave me alone? I just want to sleep."

Hewen said:

"Sorry, we need an evil, crazy, and powerful villain, and you are the only one who is most suitable for it."

Stickman rolling in the air:

"I don't care, I don't care, and you are not willing to give me back my power. If you are willing to give me back my power, I would be very willing to plunge everyone in this country into despair, destroy the meaning of their lives, and tear everything into pieces.

Beautiful thing, listening to their screams and wailing to sleep."

Hewen refused:

"no."

Stickman said:

"If you're like this, even if you eat me completely, I won't do it anymore."

Hewen only answered two words:

"Odin."

The stickman sighed:

"Well, who made me hate him so hard? If I had met you instead of him, would everything have been different?"

Hewen showed him the dense fangs in his mouth:

"I will eat you in advance. I don't think this is a good thing for you. As for Odin and I, it probably won't make any difference."

The stick figure sat down in mid-air and swayed his little feet:

"Okay, okay, don't be so scary. I'm just complaining. You want me, a person who was originally going to come here for an outing and destroy your planet, but now you really want to do something like a wish spirit? Really?

It’s a bit silly.”

Hewen said:

"This is a necessary sacrifice, lazy people cannot kill gods."

The stickman snorted:

"Before I met Odin, I also met many races and groups that claim to be higher than other life classes. Other creatures also use words similar to 'god' to call them, and some races even use this to call their imaginary things.

, and worshiped him.

"But what's the result? Some of them became my efforts, some were transformed into deformed monsters by me, some entered my collection, and some were directly turned into ashes.

"I can't see their nobility, only the power itself is eternal."

Hewen said:

"This has nothing to do with nobility. What I mean is that you are too weak. Facing Odin is as difficult as a mortal challenging a god, so you have to work harder."

Stickman with hands on hips:

"I'm going to be angry."

Hewen said nonchalantly:

"Be angry."

The stickman sighed and made a gesture of supporting the wall:

"Don't use up all my collection in Ellen. It's just a sword. Do you need to be so serious about it? I already have one here. What do you think of this one?"

It refers to a huge flaming sword made from the spine and skull of some kind of humanoid creature. Black smoke is emitting from the sword, and countless resentful souls are entangled in it.

"This was given to me by the enthusiastic natives there when I was a guest in Hell. What do you think of using this? Anyone who sees it will think that this weapon is worthy of the king of England.

"Which hell monarch's weapon is this?"

The stickman touched his head and said.

Seeing that Hewen didn't want to pay attention to it, it continued to ask:

"By the way, I'm suddenly very curious about your relationship with King Arthur. How did you meet?"

The stickman floated to Hevin's shoulder and nudged him with his elbow:

"Tell me, tell me, what's going on with you?"

Hewen said:

"She and I are friends, very good friends."

The stickman asked:

"How did you become friends?"

Hewen asked:

"If you are a good person and will not do bad things, and there is a righteous and enthusiastic person who will take the initiative to help you deal with all evil enemies, will you become friends with her?"

The stickman touched his chin and narrowed his eyes:

"I can't imagine how such a person could exist."

Hewen asked:

"Didn't you just see her?"

The stickman replied:

"Ah, I'm talking about good people who don't do bad things. How do they live? If they don't do bad things, how can they feel happy and satisfied?"

The stickman couldn't figure out this problem even if he tried hard.

It shook its head and continued to ask:

"Are you just friends? There are no other interesting relationships, such as father and son, mother and daughter, lovers, brothers, etc."

Hewen asked with confusion on his face:

"Have you not read the Legend of King Arthur? It is written on it that King Arthur had a wife."

The stickman exclaimed:

"Wait! Is what it says true?"

Hevin replied:

"Part of it, some of it is fictitious."

The stickman scratched the back of his head in confusion:

"Where did Mordred come from?"
Chapter completed!