Chapter 33: I am Britain!
[Please select a tag (choose one of three)]
[(Common) Murderer: You feel guilty for having killed someone]
[(Mythical) Will of Britain: I am Britain]
[(Rare) Medical Apprentice: You possess some medical knowledge, really just a little]
Holy shit.
Seeing these three tags, Noah didn't hesitate at all and directly chose the second one.
He still remembered the last mythical tag—it sacrificed his mind, rendered his martial arts useless, nullified his magic, leaving him to fight purely on physical prowess and instinct. Even with a broken weapon, he managed to take down Vortigern with his bare hands under those conditions.
Now that he saw another mythical tag, of course he had to choose the mythical one!
Especially since Noah was quite intrigued by the name and description of this tag.
"I am Britain"—how awesome is that?
Simulation, begin!
[(Will of Britain, activated)]
[You fell asleep shortly after lying down, and then you felt as if you could see everything on the entire island of Britain in your dreams. Whether it was the British side or Vortigern's side, nothing escaped your sight—you could even see the hidden realm where the Lady of the Lake resided]
[When you woke up in the morning, you sensed something different]
[Whether it was the wind around you or everything on the land, it all seemed to be under your control, as if the whole of Britain was flowing according to your will]
[You could perceive everything, and two presences stood out most prominently in your perception: one was Morgan, who was approaching Camelot and estimated to arrive in a few days. She carried a dense concentration of the island's power]
[The other was the Vile King, Vortigern, located at the northernmost part of Britain. In your perception, he seemed to be a unique existence]
[You felt as if you had become Britain itself]
[You could sense something continuously fading away from Britain. You knew this was proof that the Age of Gods was passing, but you were powerless to stop it]
[It was at this moment that you heard a voice]
["Great Island, have you finally awakened?"]
[The voice did not come from your surroundings, but you instantly knew who it belonged to]
[It was the Vile King, Vortigern, whose existence felt special in your perception]
["Mm"]
[You attempted to respond, and you could feel Vortigern's excitement]
[Vortigern had long been connected to the island, but he had never received a response from it. He deeply loved this island and remained loyal to it, so after receiving your reply, he revealed his entire plan to you]
[He said that the Age of Gods was fading, and Britain would be destroyed. Everything here would perish once, only to be occupied by beings of the new era]
[Thus, he planned to transform the island into something akin to a hidden realm before the Age of Gods completely faded, thereby evading its inevitable demise]
[Vortigern's plan aligned with what you already knew. In his view, compared to certain destruction, his approach would at least preserve the island, preventing it from being taken over by post-Age of Gods entities and transformed into something else]
[However, Vortigern also shared some things you were unaware of]
[It admitted knowing its plan was too extreme. When defeating Uther and Merlin, it had reflected upon Uther's words. It didn't fear dying from failure, but it feared that after its failure and the arrival of the inevitable doom, no one would be left to stop it.]
[So just as Uther and Merlin created successors, it too sought an heir]
Good heavens!
Although Noah had sensed Vortigern was hiding some undiscovered information, he never expected it to be not just information—Vortigern had actually hidden an heir!
Noah's current deductions spanned from Vortigern to Titan Altera, still before the complete arrival of the inevitable doom.
Thus, Noah didn't know who Vortigern's heir was or what their purpose might be.
At this moment, Noah's thoughts raced, but he continued reading.
[Vortigern stated that if its plan failed and it was killed by the successor created by Uther and Merlin, its heir would then receive its guidance, proceed to the legacy site it established, and use their unique talent to inherit its complete legacy. They would then hide, bide their time, and wait for an opportunity to execute the plan it couldn't accomplish.]
[Vortigern first explained its plan, then fell silent for a moment before sighing]
[It said its plan had already failed]
[It had underestimated Merlin. It never expected the heir it had hidden to be discovered by Merlin, and now its heir had been drawn into Merlin's schemes]
[Its previous preparations were rendered useless]
[And most likely, this would alert Merlin, making it far more difficult to make another heir]
[Vortigern lamented while you were astonished by its scheme. At the same time, you rarely found yourself acknowledging that Merlin could actually be useful for once]
[But seeing Vortigern pause mid-explanation, you proceeded to question it]
[Instead of directly asking about the heir's identity, you inquired about what unique talent this heir possessed. Vortigern seemed delighted that you'd engage in such extended conversation and continued speaking without any suspicion toward you]
[Because it would never doubt this Island]
[Vortigern said beings with such talent possess special ears—they can naturally hear and comprehend certain sounds, understanding the language of this land from birth]
[Although its understanding of such beings was incomplete, it had seen ancient stone tablets containing records dating back to before the dawn of the Age of Gods]
[Such beings initially only comprehend and understand certain sounds, but as they mature, the range of sounds they can hear and understand gradually expands]
[Whether it be human language, fairy tongue, dragon speech, magical beast calls, or even the planet's own voice]
[Such beings themselves are the most ancient translators, serving as mouthpieces and representatives for various species]
[In those ancient documents, they were originally given various titles, among which the most astonishing to Vortigern were designations like—Star's Emissary, Star's Spokesperson, Star's Beloved Child]
["But by the end of the document, its title had become fixed, known as..."]
["The Oldest Poet: Star Performer"]
Reading this, Noah paused.
Star Performer...
This wasn't the first time he had heard this term. The last time was during the simulation when facing the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad.
In other words.
—This is none other than myself!
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