King Arthur?
Many thoughts turned over in Murphy's mind, but the first to leap out was another question: since King Arthur existed, did that mean Merlin was also in this city?
In the crystal coffin beyond the Door of Rebirth, he had seen a prophecy allegedly left behind by Merlin—and it had happened to be exactly the same as the prophecy he had fabricated. He was extremely curious about that.
Originally, the purpose of his trip had been to meet the prophet Miriam, but if Merlin had been able to make that prophecy, perhaps Merlin might be a prophet too.
Moreover, according to the note behind the Door of Rebirth, the time when Merlin made that prophecy was A.D. 547, and judging from the information on Miriam he had previously gathered from various texts in Arkaim, she had lived in roughly the same era as well.
There would not be many "prophets" in this world. If Miriam also lived in this era, Merlin might have heard her name.
The serf prostrate at his feet had clearly been terrified by him. Murphy paid him no further attention and instead came to the city gate.
Two armored guards held long spears and were casually sizing up the people entering and leaving the gate. Murphy's bearing was extraordinary, and his clothing was even more luxurious, so the two noticed him at a glance. Seeing Murphy come before them now, one guard took the initiative to speak. "Sir, may I ask how I can help you?"
"Is Archmage Merlin in the city?" Murphy asked.
The guard nodded. "May I ask who you are?"
So the legendary Merlin was actually in this city. Murphy let out a breath of relief. He had not expected it to be so easy to run into the very person