[Zhongyingmei] Goblin Detective

After the "chocolate incident", the relationship between the three of them became inexplicably much closer - this was based on the unilateral passion of the two humans.

In this regard, Lindell himself held an onlooker attitude of neither supporting nor opposing. The main reason was that Aziraphale was too enthusiastic to encourage, and he pulled out two feathers as bait, so it didn't take long for the three of them to It's gotten to the point where they play truancy like "Steve pretends to be sick and asks the other two to accompany him to the hospital".

Steve himself thought it was quite unfair-"Obviously Lindell can also be allowed to pretend to be sick, at least to be fair, they should come in turn."

"But no one will believe his acting skills."

James shrugged: "Can you imagine him pretending to be sick?"

Steve: "..."

The only reliable student sighed deeply: "So in the first place, you shouldn't skip class."

As usual, Lindell does not attend physical education class.On the playground, a group of half-grown children were sweating and playing basketball under the sun. The concrete floor was full of dust, and the blond goblin boy was visibly disgusted by the naked eye. Whether it was too strong sunlight or dust, he couldn't avoid it.

Steve sat next to him. Asthmatics avoid strenuous activity as much as possible, and he never participated in such an event.

It's just that the moods of the two are quite different.

The strength of goblins is much stronger than that of ordinary humans, even Lindell, who is "poor in physical fitness" among goblins, so when you can't control the power stably, try to avoid hitting these "fragile humans" casually. fracture.In addition, rolling in the dust with a group of humans is obviously not in line with his personal preferences, so it is a pleasure to be quiet without gym class.

As for Steve... Lindell's gaze didn't move, but the field of vision wider than that of humans was enough for him to take in all the regret and longing.

As if for the magic that Aziraphale provided...

"Have you finished reading the book you borrowed last time?"

he asked proactively.

Aziraphale ended up loaning out the Arthurian legend.This is a deleted version of the fairy tale. The plot between Guinevere and Lancelot has been downplayed, but a lot of descriptions of the court magician Merlin have been added. It is a fantasy story that minors love to hear.

In this story, Morgan Le Fay, who wants to frame King Arthur, has goblin blood. King Arthur's vowed victory sword is provided by the fairies in Fairy Lake, and King Arthur's son Mordred is given by Morgan Le Fay with special magic. Created by human means, the court magician Merlin is a half-succubus rather than a human being.

"Before seeing the crucial battle of Kamlan[1], the battle between King Arthur and Mordred will probably happen next."

Steve took out the "Legend of King Arthur" from his schoolbag: "As expected of Mr. Aziraphale's collection, there are quite a few differences between the story and the commercially available version..."

"He said that this is the version closest to the truth, so it is more valuable for collection."

Lindell Road.

close to the truth?Steve couldn't help but want to laugh, it turns out that Mr. Bookstore Owner still has such a childlike moment - the adventure stories in this novel are full of magic, curses, goblins and a lot of surreal elements, if such a story is closer to Truth, it's better to believe that this is Mr. Aziraphale's form of humor.

"I think the story is very interesting, but there are also some parts that I don't quite understand."

Steve asked: "Since the future after King Arthur became king can be foreseen from the beginning, why did Merlin single-handedly promote such a story?"

"what?"

Lindell turned his head and asked.

"This book says that the end of King Arthur was doomed from the moment he was born—"

Steve was silent for a moment, and then he emphasized his tone: "But, it was also caused by Merlin, right? Judging from the story alone, a powerful succubi like him must be able to predict Agguiwen's strategy in advance, and Mordred's betrayal."

Merlin is more like an indifferent observer - watching all tragedies happen; and like a researcher, carefully cultivating ornamental plants that he is proud of.

As the servant of two kings, Uther and Arthur, and the most famous court magician in Britain, Merlin finally disappeared in the Fairy Lake and went to the Court of Avalon, which humans cannot reach.

"Probably because he is a succubus. Although he has intelligence, he is essentially a completely different creature from humans."

Lindell said: "After all, human stories and dreams are just bait for succubi."

What kind of explanation is this?Steve frowned, but Lindell's thinking was always out of the way, and he would occasionally say something weird, so he didn't think too much.

"... Anyway, I don't like Merlin very much."

He held his chin and said that Mark Twain didn't like Merlin anyway, and he wrote a rather ironic "Connecticut Yankee in Arthur's Dynasty" because of this: "If all succubi are like this, then I also I don't like succubi."

"... Where are the other fairies?"

Lindell asked suddenly.

"What? You mean the Lady of the Lake... or Morgan Le Fay?"

Steve blinked his eyes. These images are basically flat in the novel, which really doesn’t make people feel special—after all, when people of their age discuss the types of goblins, it’s like adults looking forward to Santa Claus. strangeness.

"—no, nothing."

The blond boy in front of him slowly looked away: "I want to eat the food you gave me last time, do you still have it?"

"Hmm...chocolate? Here, don't overburden yourself by eating too much."

He put a gold coin chocolate in Lindell's palm.

When James came back sweating with the basketball in his arms, the "Legend of King Arthur" had been turned to the last page.In Steve's sketchbook, there was a simple sketch of an elderly man in a long robe with a gray beard. He was standing in the middle of a bush of roses, holding a thin stick in his hand, presumably it was a magic wand.

"You drew this?"

James stretched his neck and looked at it: "It looks like that!"

As a result of avoiding strenuous exercise as much as possible, Steve has more time than other peers. Even if no one teaches systematically, he can follow the instructions of teaching books such as "Zero-Basic Quick Writing Beginner" to draw effectively. Even with a few pencil sketches, the relationship between light and shadow is well outlined.

Lindell also looked over: "Who are you drawing?"

"The Magician of Flowers."

Steve scratched his head in embarrassment: "Although I don't like what the other party did, I still drew a fantasy image... I always feel that he must have a way to cure diseases like asthma easily."

This time, Lindell recognized the expression of the other party more seriously, and then he took the pencil in Steve's hand: "Your drawing is a bit different."

"what?"

They stared wide-eyed, watching their little friend grab the pencil and continue to delete and modify on the original drawing paper.

"First of all, without these extra beards."

Lindell picked up the eraser: "But it has long, long hair—it also looks younger, and it is difficult for elves to age when they have enough magic power."

"The wand is also longer, with redundant and cumbersome ribbon decorations."

"There's also a frivolous expression that tells a lie as soon as you open your mouth."

"There are always extra petals under my feet, but not roses."

His drawing skills were much worse than Steve's. It didn't take long for the image of the white-bearded old man to be messed up. In the end, Lindell gave up and returned the sketchbook: "Anyway, Merlin is not what you want. The way he looks—but I kinda hate him."

"...I have fully felt it from your description just now."

James sighed: "It's the first time I've seen you use so many adjectives."

"Also, it's not Merlin's prerogative to be able to treat diseases of this degree. Many elves can do it."

The blond boy lowered his head emphatically.

—but unfortunately, he can't.

Lindell, a young elf boy with defective magic power and incomplete growth, is unable to perform any surreal miracles.

The author has something to say:

Steve: I don't like Merlin.

Lindell: I don't like it either, consensus.