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"Another handsome young man has arrived? Since you're here, why don't you stay too!"
As soon as Azina finished speaking, countless magical chains shot towards the three of you. However, Lin Ye simply waved his hand, and all these chains turned into flowers and vanished.
Soon, these flowers coalesced into chains once more, but this time the chains were aimed at Azina!
After being trapped, Azina begged for mercy, but Lin Ye remained unmoved. Azina offered to give him the eagle, and Lin Ye said he would consider it.
Astolfo...
Lin Ye...so realistic...
However, Astolfo also understood that these magical beasts possessed sentience, and if Azina didn't give them to them, the eagle would rather die than follow them.
After securing the eagle, Lin Ye led Astolfo and Bradamante to the moon.
"This place is so big, where are we supposed to find the Bottle of Reason?"
Afu stared blankly at the desolate moon before him. This moon was several times larger than Frank's; finding a small bottle here was simply too difficult.
However, Lin Ye's eyes lit up instantly!
Clairvoyance EX!
At a glance, Lin Ye immediately noticed the location of a bottle, and he also saw that 400 years later, a being named Zhu Yue would be born on this moon.
"Zhu Yue..." Lin Ye couldn't help but sigh.
Type-Moon's three signature series are Fate, Kara no Kyoukai, and Tsukihime. It can be said that Crimson Moon is the origin of Tsukihime, except that in the other two worlds, Crimson Moon was completely destroyed by the Jewel King.
Zhu Yue, a lunar consciousness, was born around 1100-1200 AD. It is currently around 800 AD, so Lin Ye naturally cannot see her.
"But it doesn't matter. If Gemstone can defeat her, there's no reason why I can't. We'll talk about it later."
So, having found the Bottle of Reason, Lin Ye returned to Frankish with Astolfo and Bradamante. He then used the Bottle of Reason to cure Roland's madness.
Roland immediately declared that he would be at Lin Ye's beck and call from now on, but Lin Ye didn't care at all.
In March of the 6th year: Charlemagne, under the pretext of helping Pope Hadrian quell a rebellion, destroyed the Lombard Kingdom, and the Carolingian Empire expanded to Italy.
In gratitude for Charlemagne's assistance, Hadrian personally knighted the twelve most outstanding warriors of the war, who were:
First Holy Knight: Wielding Durandal, the perfect knight, Roland!
Second Holy Knight: The renowned Barbarian Grand Knight, Linadu
The Third Holy Knight: Known as the magician second only to Merlin (547), Archbishop Tobin
The Fourth Holy Knight: The Magician and the Demon Malajiji
The Fifth Paladin: Prince Augir of Denmark
The Sixth Holy Knight: The swordsman wielding the Demon Sword, Fusbetta
The Seventh Holy Knight: Prince Astolfo of England
Eighth Paladin: Bradamante
The Ninth Holy Knight: Philanthropas, the Outstanding Knight of Saxony
The Tenth Paladin: Lord of the Forest Tower, Floresmat
The Eleventh Paladin: Oliver, Roland's childhood friend
The Twelfth Holy Knight: Ganilon, the Great Knight of Gondor
Historically known as the Twelve Warriors of Charlemagne!
"Twelve warriors!" Charlemagne exclaimed excitedly as he watched this scene unfold. Just as King Arthur's twelve Knights of the Round Table swept across Great Britain, now he, the twelve holy knights, were sweeping across Europe! From this day forward, Charlemagne's name would surely be etched in history!
However, Lin Ye noticed a name on the other side.
Ganilon!
And he has another name! The Traitor!!!
(P.S.: Regarding the Twelve Charlemagne, I found several versions in various sources, and to be honest, none of them actually include Bradamante. But since Type-Moon has stated that she's included, we'll go with it for now. I'll correct any issues later. After all, the Twelve Charlemagne aren't as popular as the Round Table, and who knows when all of them will be officially released.)
Chapter 424 I'm here, so not one can be missing!
May of the eighth year: Spain
Standing at the forefront of the army, Charlemagne looked at the twelve warriors behind him with a confident smile. He then spoke to Lin Ye beside him.
"Lin Ye, I just received news that my third son was born. How about you name him when I get back?"
Astolfo exclaimed, "Oh! The Third Prince is here already?! Me! Me! Me! Can I be his godfather when we get back?!"
Roland: "I feel you would be more suitable to be his godmother."
Astolfo…
"Roland!! You heartless bastard, go to hell!"
Astolfo looked at his stockings and then started cursing at Roland.
Watching Astolfo and Roland playfully bickering, Lin Ye said helplessly, "I really don't have any talent for naming things. The last time I named my friend's child, it was quite a failure."
Bradamante: "Hmm? Lord Lin Ye has named other people before? Who is it that is so lucky!"
Looking at Bradamante beside him, Lin Ye said helplessly, "My friend's name is Peleus, and the name I gave his son is... Achilles."
Bradamante...
Forsbetta...
The two descendants of Hector were stunned on the spot. Good heavens, so their ancestor was killed by their nephew!
"Ahem." Charlemagne glanced at the two of them, then said awkwardly, "Alright, that's ancient history, don't worry about it. But speaking of which, Lin Ye, how long have you actually lived?"
It must have lived from the Golden Age of ancient Greece to the present day, meaning it must be at least two thousand years old.
However, Lin Ye smiled and said, "Don't ask, the answer is eighteen."
everyone...
I believe you as a ghost!
Roland, standing to the side, quickly changed the subject, pointing to the dense crowd in front of him and shouting...
"Look, the Saracens are coming!"
The Saracens were one of the most powerful and stubborn races in Europe.
Historically, Charlemagne fought this group from 772 to 804, and it wasn't until he grew old that he truly conquered them.
The reason for all of this is this Spanish war!
The 20,000-strong Frankish army was ambushed and annihilated by 100,000 Saracens, leaving only Roland and Tobin as the eleven warriors.
Despite this, they still achieved victory, but unfortunately, the victory did not last long, as another 50,000 Saracen troops returned.
In dire straits, Roland and Tóibín covered Charlemagne's retreat. Tóibín prayed for his fallen comrades until his death, and Roland sounded the war horn three times, but the reinforcements that should have appeared never did.
Finally, Roland wielded Durandal until the very last moment. In his final moments, he threw the sword into the lake, returning it to the spirit that had forged it. Finally, he stood proudly before all the Saracens, facing death with magnanimity!
The reason for all of this is the last of the twelve warriors, the traitor Ganyron!
Lin Ye glanced at the eleven warriors beside Charlemagne, then frowned and asked...
"Where's Ganilon?"
Hearing Lin Ye's words, Charlemagne smiled and said, "Ganilon will lead 2 troops. When we charge, he will ambush and kill these people from behind!"
In Charlemagne's eyes, he had four elite soldiers and was enough to defeat this Saracen army of 4 men!
And that is indeed the case; that's how it should be...
"Ah~"
Lin Ye sighed and said nothing.
Charlemagne's life had two sides: one was the spirited young man he is today, and the other was the ruthless Karl the Great who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals!
Both are great, but Lin Ye still prefers the sunny and cheerful boy in front of him.
The reason why Charlemagne became Karl the Great is quite simple.
In this battle, Charlemagne's eleven most trusted warriors were all killed, and his entire army of 2 was wiped out.
Frank lost his friend and his entire fortune!
2! What a concept that was in Europe at that time! If it weren't for the heavy losses in this war, how could it have taken him 32 years to conquer the Saracens!
Lin Ye: "Charlemagne."
"Ok?"
"If one day you find that you have been betrayed by someone you trust, don't be sad or doubtful. At least you should believe that there are always people standing behind you."
Hearing Lin Ye's words, Charlemagne laughed and said, "What am I afraid of, Lin Ye? With you and everyone else around, what do I have to be afraid of?"
"Haha, that's true. With me here, what reason do you have to lose?"
Lin Ye smiled.
Charlemagne and King Arthur are actually quite similar.