I, The Dragon Overlord

Chapter 298: My Queen, the Celt is Coming!

Chapter 298: My Queen, the Celt is Coming!

‘Go to Buckingham Palace and cut off the king’s head? Who was the monarch of Britain? Isn’t that Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth!”

The conversation between the Celtic God and the Fairy Queen of Avalon made every intelligence officer pale.

Mr. A took advantage of the quiet to ask a nearby professor about Celtic mythology. He understood that their gods were described as typical barbarians. He also understood that it wasn’t that they had no wisdom, but that they would rather use force to solve things if they could.

The entire Celtic culture could be described in two words, warriors and druids.

The Celtic people were extremely warlike and brought murder and savagery to the other nations around them. On the other hand, the druids were the natural communion between their society and their gods. It was also one of the religions that had few to no qualms about homosexuality. European culture of the so-called witches, sorcerers, etc. all came from druids.

“Quickly head to Buckingham Palace and inform the Queen that the Celts are going to come over.”

Mr. A’s face was full of anxiety. Leaving aside whether the Celtic god was going to attack their head of state, preparing contingencies was never a bad thing. Moreover, his new understanding of Celtic behavior made him seriously consider the threat posed by the man in the videos.

But now, the Prime Minister should be the head of the nation and the Celtic god should have gone to him instead of the Queen.

Mr. A cursed at the thought of explaining the intricacies of a constitutional democracy to ancient peoples. Moreover, the more he thought about his country’s leader, the more he associated him with the TV show, Black Mirror. If the Celts loved to eat pork so much, they might as well have him.

Unfortunately, his concerns were hardly shared by the experts present. They seemed more occupied with the anthropological, cultural, and historical implications of the so-called ‘Fairy Queen of Avalon’.

“The golden apples remind me of the apples of immortality in Greek mythology.”

“It’s said that Avalon means apple, and this legendary island is famous for its abundance of apples.”

“In major myths, the golden apple represents extreme happiness. Being able to find golden apples in Avalon could mean that the Celtic gods had intercourse with the Greek gods. Or could it be that the golden apple is simply common in the gardens of the gods?”

The experts discussed happily and wrote down their observations. Beside them were stacks of thick ancient books. As they recorded their observations, they flipped through them gleefully happily. A few had already begun putting together these!

Mr. A cursed at their lack of a sense of urgency. He muttered under his breath, “The heart of our government might be in danger and all you can think of is writing academic articles? No wonder scholars were useless in the Dark Ages!” At this moment his subordinate walked up to him.

“Sir, the Royal Dragoon Guards, and the London Infantry Division have rushed to Buckingham Palace. The Queen and other members of the royal family have evacuated Buckingham Palace with the excuse of being on vacation. However, how are we going to explain the army’s encampment within the palace to the public?”

“Let the military handle it. How is that Division 13’s problem? If they can’t then say that Buckingham Palace’s sewer pipe exploded, so the army is repairing it.”

Mr. A scolded his junior angrily, and the poor man dared not respond in kind.

“This is London for Christ’s sake! Just have the military evacuate the nearby civilians near Buckingham Palace. It’s too dangerous there. Where is the Prime Minister? What is he doing? Have you informed the Prime Minister of this information?”

“Sir, the Prime Minister quickly made an urgent visit to France after receiving the information, saying that Christ has descended. Since our two countries are Christian nations, he wishes to cement diplomatic ties between our countries.”

“That coward!”

Mr. A cursed once more, but he knew that even if the Prime Minister was left in London, he wouldn’t be able to contribute anything to the situation. When faced with a being that lay beyond the confines of common sense, he couldn’t automatically expect to remain safe. In that sense, it wasn’t a bad idea for him to leave.

Soon, Mr. A received more information. Many of London’s upper echelons, the wealthy, and important officials had already fled in panic. Even the military airports were requisitioned for the private planes of the rich and powerful to take off. These people were afraid that London would become the next Tokyo. Under similar circumstances, money and political power were useless.

“Those bastards. They have abandoned London! Abandoned the residents of London!”

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Mr. A swore with greater irritation. Fortunately, not all of the upper class had fled. Great Britain, for all its flaws, still had many patriotic denizens.

Faced with a Celtic god, an unenlightened lunatic, no one could guarantee that any measure of resources would be able to change their mind.

“Let’s just hope that Her Majesty stays safe and that this ‘god’ takes his time playing around London before heading to Buckingham Palace.”

Mr. A sighed decadently. He recalled the past history of the British Empire. How his ancestors had taken out the invincible Spanish fleet and started the colonial era. Britain had been named the empire on which the sun never sets due to its vast territories. That was how the world had treated it in the past.

But now, there was no longer this past glory. The country was now scared shitless by a single person. The Queen, the Prime Minister, various officials, and wealthy people had mostly escaped. The will of Prime Minister Churchill when they fought against Germany was a distant memory now.

“No, we are not scared of a man, we are scared of a god!”

Mr. A reassured himself. Then he looked at the experts discussing far away and couldn’t help but ask, “Professors, can I ask you to give a rough estimate of how powerful this Celtic God is? How does he compare to the Chinese man who appeared in Tokyo? No, since he’s a god, he should be stronger than that Chinese man, no?”

The professors fell silent and they looked at each other. A professor who knew a lot about the history of Eastern mythology answered as a representative, “First of all, I want to correct you on one thing, sir. The Eastern mythological system is different from the West.”

“The West is based on gods such as the Tuatha De Dannan, the Olympus gods, and even the Norse gods. These gods exist in plural. Even the God of the Abrahamic God’s system is for disciples to feel righteousness and the presence of God on Earth. Only then can they ascend to heaven after death.”

“But Eastern mythology is different. They are man-centered. Although there is a trace of the divine, Eastern mythology is mainly based on people. Their ‘immortals’ are also cultivated by human beings. So that Chinese man who appeared in Tokyo might look human, but in my opinion, he should be called an ‘immortal’. To make you understand easier, that Chinese man could be equivalent to an ‘angel’ of the East.”

“Moreover, from the available information that we have, only a handful of gods could come to our world. Since the old man was able to come to this world, it means that he is a representative. At the very least, he shouldn’t be weak.”

“So, we think that this Celtic God is not necessarily stronger than that ‘immortal’, but… their differences in lethality are likely minuscule”

The professor’s explanation did not reassure Mr. A. Instead, he began to sweat.

‘Two and a half pounds? Did that mean that this Celtic God could also face a thermobaric bomb head-on?

Moreover, the Chinese man had summoned an incredible existence at the end. If this Celtic god could also summon the Goddess Danu, then what else could they do?

This was truly something that humans were most reluctant to face: a supernatural force!