Gawain's horse was very fast and he caught up with Lancelot in one day.
It was already late at night.
"Sir Lancelot!" Gawain, who was a little tired, barely raised his voice and shouted to Lancelot.
Lancelot stopped and looked back.
I saw a young knight with short light blond hair riding a horse in an awkward manner, panting heavily and running towards him.
Lancelot squinted his eyes and used the moonlight to see the young man on the horse clearly, and responded: "I remember you are...Gao Wenqing? The knight newly conferred by the king in the parliament yesterday morning?"
Gawain finally caught up with Lancelot, with a smile on his tired face and nodded: "Thank you for remembering my name, Sir Lancelot!"
Lancelot nodded: "I will remember the names of all the knights in the kingdom. What are you...?"
He could see that due to his age, Gawain was not proficient in equestrian skills, otherwise he would not be so tired.
Fortunately, the horse is a good horse and brought Gawain here.
Even so, the horse was very tired.
"Mr. Merlin, the court magician, told me that if I want to become stronger, I will come to you."
"Mr. Merlin..." Lancelot thought for a moment.
Mr. Merlin is his father Anno's only friend. The other knights in Britain, even the king, treat Anno more like an elder.
"Does that mean this was father's instruction?" Lancelot obviously misunderstood.
Merlin's behavior was full of irregularities, and he only mentioned this matter to Annuo.
Of course Annuo had no objection.
He smiled at Gawain: "In that case, then you can follow me to the inhuman realm..."
"Yes!" Gawain looked cheerful.
"But!" Lancelot looked at this young and immature knight seriously. He couldn't bear it, but he still said firmly, "You should know what the inhuman realm is."
Gawain nodded: "I understand, but I have nothing to fear."
"As long as a knight holds a sword in his hand, has martial arts at his side, and has Britain in his heart, he should be fearless!" He said with pride on his embarrassed face.
Lancelot was suffocated and suddenly laughed at himself: "Then, come with me!"
The two horses galloped at high speed again.
After dawn, the two arrived at the Holy Lake.
There is an entrance to the inhuman realm deep in the forest where the holy lake is located, and Lancelot remembers it clearly.
He put Gawain aside who was as tired as a dead dog, came to the holy lake, and knelt on his knees: "Fairy who doesn't want me to call you mother, I know you don't want to see me, but -
"
He didn't say anything more, just laid his head deeply on the ground, and after a while, he got up and left.
After he left, a head appeared in the center of the lake, looking in the direction he left.
Gawain was extremely tired and leaned against a tree. After sleeping for a short while, he smelled a scent of fragrance entering his nose.
He opened his eyes and found Lancelot grilling fish.
Lancelot handed Gawain a message: "Eat, Gao Wenqing. After eating, we will enter the inhuman realm."
Gawain was not polite, he just nodded and took the grilled fish.
He recalled Annuo whom he met at the gate of the Royal Court of Camelot that day, and asked Lancelot: "Mr. Lancelot, Sir Annuo, he is your father."
Lancelot nodded: "Yes."
"What kind of person is he?" the young knight asked curiously.