Chapter 180 - The Old King of Camelot (1)

"He wants to talk to me." Crouching in the forest, among the bushes and trees, Luna muttered to herself, ignoring the ancient and powerful whisper in her ear. "He's no cute at all, I prefer Baskerville."

"Free me, I promise you glory, gold and power, you will be Queen of Britain, just like I did with Morgana." His whisper was full of endless temptations, glorious and empty promises. He offered a golden crown, but in Luna's eyes this crown was only painted gold, its interior was rusty bronze.

"Morgana died skewered by her own brother/husband's Excalibur, I don't want to be queen, I'd rather just be Luna and nothing more". Luna replied by drawing a woman holding a scythe, with other figures, men and women, appearing beside her.

"Their destiny cannot be yours. Imagine, you rule these sacred lands, I can give you Excalibur, you who wield it will rule this entire land. Everyone would bow down to you and listen to your every whim, you would be a god to them." He kept trying, his male voice soft but powerful, the voice of an experienced ruler.

Luna didn't change at all listening to his temptations, she might be missing a few screws in her head, but she wasn't stupid enough to believe such an empty promise without proof. And even if there was proof, she wouldn't dare accept it.

She agreed with something Asterion had said: If you want to be king, you have to bear the burden that comes with it.

Luna didn't think that her small, delicate body could bear the weight, especially since Asterion wanted to become King of England in the near future.

She had no doubt that if she dared to stand in his way, he would kill her without hesitation. Because they were friends, he would let her die painlessly.

So, as tempting as it was to be queen and all that, Luna ignored the words of the former King of Camelot. It was suicide, and she wanted to live many more years, especially to save endangered magical creatures.

Perhaps he noticed that Luna didn't seem to be interested, and the soft, powerful voice changed to a cold, indifferent one.

"You think you can refuse my proposal without consequences, little human. I'll torture your mind and watch you beg on your knees while I listen to your screams of agony and pain."

"Well, that's bad news." Luna commented as she heard the voice in her ear. She knew that the old king was in a very bad mood, which she didn't blame him for. If she was sealed away for more than a thousand years, she would also be in a very bad mood.

However, this was not good news for her. Even though the Old King couldn't use much power because he was still sealed, a remnant of his power was enough to make her life a living hell.

Luckily, Luna wasn't helpless, she was at Hogwarts! Her friends included Asterion Black, the Black Prince, and Rose Potter, the Space Princess!

She had the capital to defend herself against the Old King.

Suddenly, Luna's delicate face contorted in sheer agony, her muscles no longer seemed to obey her, her heart felt like it was being held by a five-fingered claw.

Luna's face turned pale as she fell to her knees, gasping for breath. Gritting her teeth, she looked up at the castle on the hill and whispered, her eyes shining with an intent silver light.

"O dear king, though I am an ant before your overwhelming power, an ant can invite an equally great king!"

"Do you think there is a king worthy of facing me in this empty, simple-minded age?"

The male voice sounded tyrannical as a roar hit Luna's mind.

"King Uther fought me and failed, his son King Arthur fought me and failed and had to seal me away with the help of that damned sorcerer called Merlin. When I come out of that damned seal, I'll bathe this whole land in blood, I'll fill whole rivers with blood and corpses."

But Luna smiled when she heard the voice of the old king. "O great king, you may be surprised how much the world has changed. Though the human race no longer has the protection of the witch gods, we have something better and greater - hope!"

Luna spoke every word as she stood up, despite the protests of her body, took a step forward and walked towards the castle. Her feet bled as they came in contact with the sharp stones and spikes on the ground.

"Hope? What a ridiculous and insignificant word, little human, hope is for the weak, the strong can do anything." The voice answered Luna again with sarcasm and irony.

However, Luna smiled brightly as she replied with the same sarcasm and irony. "O great king, you forget that you just begged me to free you with empty promises and a rusty crown!"

There was a moment of silence before a huge roar rang out in Luna's mind, a sound so loud that blood began to drip from the young Ravenclaw's ears and nose.

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, I'M GOING TO RIP YOUR FLESH AND FEED IT TO THE PIGS TO FEAST ON, YOU DAMNED HUMAN, HOW DARE YOU HUMILIATE ME!!!"

"Someone looks angry." Luna commented fearlessly as she wiped the blood from her nose with her hand. Her face was streaked with dried blood, but she didn't lose her smile for a moment.

The angrier the Old King became, the more she was able to help Asterion and Rose once this abomination from the Ancient Era was gone.

I will show you that there is still a king worthy of fighting you, Your Majesty!

Ignoring the pain she felt, Luna walked on, leaving a trail of blood on the bumpy ground. Her eyes didn't stop shining for a moment.

The angrier the old king became, the more futures she could see, every variable, every knot of fate, every decision that would affect this fight.

The countless futures unfolded before her like pages in a book, thousands, hundreds of thousands, hundreds of millions of possibilities, but she only needed one!

Just one!

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Below Hogwarts, in a dark and vast place, a gigantic being lay coldly on the ground, colossal chains clinging to it beneath its shimmering white scales, trapping the beast from every possible direction.

A crown of golden horns rose proudly from a head the size of a five-story building. A pair of golden reptilian eyes opened, and in that bestial gaze, an unusual fury blazed like a volcanic eruption.

A sword enameled in the color of kings was embedded in the creature's head, piercing the so-called impenetrable scales and sinking into the winged beast's flesh.

Just by looking at it, an entire army of one thousand men could gain the morale to fight three hundred thousand men!

The sword looked like a work of art made by the hands of the gods, its silver blade appeared milky white and shone with a sharp light, fairy runes were written along the blade. The blue and gold enameled hilt shone brightly.

The whole sword was surrounded by tiny golden lights, making the appearance of the legendary sword even more legendary.

However, despite all the fury, the dragon didn't move a muscle and didn't even seem to be able to open its monstrous mouth. When it closed its eyes, the beast calmed down and everything fell silent again.

You're all dead, I swear on my name.

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Author's thoughts: I'm feeling better, I went to the hospital and had some injections and after a day's rest, I'm finally recovering. Thank you for your patience with me during this time. There will be another update for you later today.