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Chapter 539 It’s not Durandal, but [Yulandel]!
After the scenes in her mind gradually faded away, Bianca gradually realized that the Durandal seemed to be real. "I won't deny what you said, but I'm still very curious. How did you get this so-called Durandal, a magical weapon that may be comparable to the "Key of God"?"
"I picked it up." Shakespeare spread his hands, indicating that fate is so wonderful.
"……what?"
Seeing Bianca's incredulous look and Rita's serious expression, Shakespeare nodded and said, "I picked it up! When I met Leila in Tetuan, there happened to be an earthquake, and the sword just happened to roll down the mountain along with the rubble. I was lucky, so I was the first one to pick it up!"
"..."
Shakespeare's calm tone, just like the feeling of eating and drinking, made Bianca suddenly feel that the troupe leader in front of her might not be acting when performing a drama, but expressing his true feelings.
"Anyway, no matter what you think, the name Durandal was not chosen casually by me. When I first picked up this weapon with a rainbow ring, I saw the phantom of a young knight."
When talking about knights, Shakespeare and Bianca unconsciously glanced at a guy in the cabin.
But Shakespeare goes on to say, “She traveled the world under the Carolingian eagle, with a dozen close companions, fighting evil monsters and demons—even to the moon.”
"This..." If you ignore the picture sent by Durandal in your hand, Bianca is actually willing to listen to Shakespeare's words as they are.
"All of these things fit a historical name, the legendary knight, the most powerful general under Charlemagne - Roland. But there is a problem... In the history I know, Roland is undoubtedly a man. He is strong and powerful, with muscles that seem to overflow his brain. Now..." Shakespeare's mouth twitched.
How could the suppressed Li Ming be suppressed forever? He grew red hair in his later years and rushed out of the cabin, with a former boatswain hanging behind him. "This must be your hallucination. It may be because of you. Since Shakespeare can have someone like you, I don't think it's strange to see a Roland now, and even King Arthur! EX: Curry stick!"
Li Ming's sudden appearance left Bianca with no time to react. With a quick move, she followed the will of the holy sword and stabbed Li Ming with the sword.
"...Man!?" Bianca was slightly panicked, but she slowly drew back the holy sword in her hand, which made Li Ming begin to doubt whether the guy in front of him was black or white.
How come he didn't show any apology even though he stabbed me directly?
"Yeah, what's so strange about that—" Shakespeare was a little surprised by Bianca's surprise, "Oh, I see. In the history you know, Roland is indeed a woman, right?"
"...Yes, she is a famous hero in history who fought against Honkai. Although she is not a Valkyrie, there is no Valkyrie who doesn't know her." Bianca explained.
At this time, Li Ming pulled away the holy sword at his waist and knocked on Bianca's head. "A Valkyrie doesn't have to be recognized by destiny to be a Valkyrie. Anyone who is willing to fight for the beauty of mankind is a Valkyrie. Even if she is a Herrscher, you still have a long way to go on the road to becoming an excellent Valkyrie, Bianca!"
"Knight Li Ming, you've said too much!" Shakespeare was now more curious about the differences in history between different worlds.
Li Ming took the holy sword from Bianca, made a few sword flowers with his hand, and hung it on Bianca's belt. "What's so strange about this? Even in a projected world, different worlds will have different similarities due to different situations. Maybe Shakespeare is an excellent writer enjoying reputation in some worlds, or he may be a pirate on an unknown sea. In our world, the holy sword equipped by Roland is not called Durandal, but [Yulandel]!"
When saying this, Li Ming looked at Bianca. At this time, the full picture of the world had not yet appeared in front of him, but he had already seen some of the future.
"Then I'm going to ask you a question, did [Yulan Dai'er] in your world disappear in the end?"
"Haha, a hero doesn't need the approval of a holy sword. When a hero becomes a hero, I hope the holy sword is really a holy sword!"
Li Ming smiled and looked at the distant coast. When all the weapons were charged, the Caledonia sailed away from the area of the Wall of Asgard at a high speed.
"The Wall of Asgard, the Caledonia, the Holy Sword [Yulandel], if you tell me that there is also the Immortal Red Kite in this world, I will believe it!" Although it was just a joke, it would be interesting if this really was the world of the Holy Sword [Yulandel].
Not far away on the coast, there was a shadow that was no less than the size of a knight-level Honkai beast floating up and down. "Okay, stop chatting, there seems to be something on the coast over there!"
Although Li Ming changed the subject, Bianca still thought about Li Ming's words carefully. Although Li Ming was not making sense, his words were still meaningful.
A white-haired man was slumped on the wing of an airplane that was half-sunk in the sea. The man looked a little decadent, as if he had experienced some low point in his life.
"Hey, young man, have you given up? As long as you want, the way is right under your feet!"
As the Caledonia approached, Li Ming realized that he was quite decisive. This guy seemed to be an old man who was as old as Miguel.
When they learned that there were new castaways, many people in the cabin walked out of the cabin. Shakespeare stood on the top of Caledonia and looked at the bird-like thing.
"Okay, who are these drifters this time, and what is this thing?" Shakespeare looked at the first mate beside him, and Li Ming also took a closer look at this first mate who knew a lot of things...
"His job is a pilot, a job that allows one to operate machinery and fly in the sky." The Iron-Masked Man was very conscientious in explaining this identity.
When Shakespeare heard that he could fly, his eyes lit up. "Wow! Then can we go around that broken wall from the air?"
Li Ming immediately dispelled Shakespeare's idea, "Okay, don't think too much. Although the strange wall has collapsed and no energy has been leaked, due to the magnetic field and position, although to the naked eye, the wall is only about a hundred meters high, the actual height should have been deflected."
"Can you continue your research without talking?" Shakespeare didn't want to talk to Li Ming, but Li Ming jumped off the boat and landed on the plane.