Davidian's Holy Grail War

Lancelot wasn't too bothered by his loss, especially since David had openly admitted he couldn't win a sword fight. He was more concerned with the valuable experience he gained in the battle, which seemed far more important.

Tonelli couldn't help but admire Lancelot, who was indeed a born warrior; this simple victory or defeat did not shake his resolve at all.

On the contrary, this defeat gave Lancelot more experience, allowing him to take another step forward on his path of combat.

If Davidian wants to end the fight in the same way again next time, he's just dreaming.

Lancelot then walked aside, put his cloak back on, and cheerfully addressed the two of them as if nothing had happened:

"Gentlemen, please make sure you have a good rest and enjoy yourselves in Benwick for a while. The French atmosphere is absolutely different from that of Britain on the other side of the river. Please feel free to immerse yourselves in our romantic ambiance."

Chapter 32 Stupefying

After the goods were traded between the two parties, Lancelot led them on their journey back to the Kingdom of Benwick.

This is, after all, just a shared harbor, a standard neutral zone. There's not much point in staying here, and you have to be wary of troublemakers.

Lancelot rode at the very front, his imposing figure drawing salutes and respect from passersby. His name was known to all in France; no one would dare cause trouble under his nose.

This made things much easier for David and Tonelli; having a capable leader ahead of them was a huge advantage. They didn't have to worry about being robbed or anything like that, which saved them a lot of trouble.

In Britain, one would have to consider Saxons, Picts, and the like. There would also be monsters that could appear at any time along the way; in short, the journey would never be as easy as it is now.

This allowed them to gradually relax. Tonelli, sitting in the carriage, calmly handed a drink to David.

David took it and took a sip; the sweet taste improved his mood. Indeed, the pursuit of sweetness is the same across all eras.

"But isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to just give me your cup like that?"

After drinking half of it, Davidian handed it back to Toneric, but Toneric drank the remaining half without hesitation and then put the glass away.

Davidian didn't say much, after all, it was hers. But she finished the remaining half-glass without hesitation, a bold move that surprised him.

"Don't waste it, remember to finish it next time before giving it to me."

However, Tonelli's simple remark stopped him from overthinking it, and David was used to it. Tonelli was just like that—strict and very serious; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to teach someone like Gawain.

"You two have such a great relationship! Hahahaha!"

Lancelot rode up to them, laughing heartily as he praised the relationship between the two.

Tonelli glared at him, unsure of what to say about his overly familiar attitude.

He and Secretary Tristan are clearly the same kind of people in some respects, which is truly frustrating.

Davidian then lightly flicked the blade of his dark sword with his finger, drawing their attention with a crisp sound. He then spoke to Lancelot:

"After all, she's been my travel companion all this time, and she's a very important person to me. Don't be too enthusiastic, or she'll think you have ulterior motives. Besides... I can get angry too."

This could be seen as a warning, or rather, a declaration. Lancelot gave a knowing smile, then spurred his horse to the front of the procession, no longer disturbing the two men.

David Ann has plenty of time to spend in Benwick, so there's no need for him to rush.

"You sounded jealous just now. Even though you know perfectly well that Lancelot didn't mean it that way at all."

Tonelli held his staff and looked at David in front of him. His expression was calm, showing no fluctuation whatsoever from what he had just said, as if he hadn't said it himself.

“Is that not allowed?” Davidian tried to appear cold, even though that was never his style.

So when Tonelli burst out laughing at his words, he immediately lost his composure.

After all, Tonelli's smile was just too adorable, and Davidian couldn't help but smile along with him.

David suddenly noticed that Tonelli's smile was like the spring sunshine, shining right on him at that moment, making him feel warm and happy from the inside out.

He had only had this experience with one person.

That person was Artorius, and even in a dream, his smile had the same feel as Tonelli's now.

David felt that this might be what leadership is all about—just looking at someone makes you feel like they are a good person and that you should join their ranks.

At this moment, Davidan couldn't help but cover his forehead. Was it because he hadn't seen Artorius for a while that he started to miss their time together in the dream?

I wonder how he's doing now, whether he can still protect himself in those peaceful daily routines. Merlin must have been protecting him well to prevent him from being discovered by the King's men.

Seeing David suddenly lost in thought, Tonelli had no idea what he was thinking. But out of curiosity, she asked, "What's wrong? Did something suddenly come to mind?"

"Seeing your smile just now reminded me of someone I knew. You two are so alike, both with beautiful blonde hair like golden sand and handsome faces. The only difference is that you are a woman, while he was a man."

David answered his question, and from his perspective, he certainly didn't think such words would displease Tonelli.

One is a man, and the other is a woman. Could Tonelli really be jealous of that?

However, upon hearing his words, Tonelli suddenly froze on the spot, as if he had become a completely different person.

Her expression turned cold; almost instantly, the warm sunshine of early spring turned into the icy cold of midwinter.

The sudden change took Davidian by surprise. He never expected that a few words would elicit such a reaction from Tonelli. This shouldn't be the case.

"What's wrong, Tonerico? Are you angry?"

David quickly asked Tonelli what was wrong, as he had said before, Tonelli undoubtedly held a very important place in his heart.

After all, during this period of time, apart from Merlin and Artorius, Tonelli was the person he had the closest relationship with.

When Davidian asked her that question, Tonelli recovered from her cold attitude and hurriedly replied, "No, it's nothing. I was just thinking about someone for a moment and got a little lost in thought."

"How could someone make you change your attitude in an instant? Who could make you so angry?" Davidian was also surprised. So far, Tonelli had been an excellent and good woman.

She is kind and patient in her dealings with people and things, and her meticulousness leaves no room for criticism.

What kind of person could provoke Tonelli to show such a cold attitude? Even Davidian couldn't have imagined, or rather, couldn't have imagined.

"Hmph, I'll tell you later. Anyway, you wouldn't understand now, and you might even think I'm being unreasonable."

Tonelli turned his head away, acting as if he were a proud and aloof person, and Davidian was momentarily at a loss for words to understand his feelings.

After all, he had zero experience in this area, so it would be a miracle if he could easily figure out a woman's feelings.

"Okay, okay, I understand." He could only agree, then turned to look at the scenery outside. Sure enough, there was still a lot he needed to see and learn.

If only I could be as adept as Merlin... No, no! I absolutely mustn't be like him!

Chapter 33 Clumsy

Upon arriving in Benwick, David got out of the car and looked at the street scene and the bustling passersby.

He clearly noticed that these people's mental state was completely different from that of the British people.

He hardly felt this hope for himself and this trust in a bright future from the people on the other side of Britain.

He couldn't stop sighing; life in Britain was just too dark.

On days when food is scarce, one must also worry about whether one will be alive tomorrow.

How can people feel happy under such multiple pressures? How can Britain have a bright future?

The youthful passion fueled David's inner resolve: he would end Britain's endless wars, even if it meant ending war with war.

At least those who started the war must be dealt with, so that the people of Britain can live a peaceful life, and then the problems of land and monsters can be addressed slowly.

One must eat one bite at a time, and walk one step at a time. He now at least has an initial idea.

And in the future, he will continue to work towards these goals step by step until they are realized.

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Tonelli, who was beside him, was unaware of the decision David had made; she was also observing the happy faces of those around her.

Unfortunately, after observing for a while, she felt that she couldn't fit in.

She could only observe such a happy life, but could not obtain it; from the root of the matter, they were destined not to be able to merge together.

"You can look around here for a while. I'll go arrange the warehousing of the goods and also find you accommodations."

After saying these words, Lancelot was about to leave when he immediately dismounted and went to Davidian. He took a bag from his waist and handed it to Davidian.

"Here you go! Show this young lady a good time exploring Benwick and let her experience the romantic customs and culture of France. Here, if you don't understand romance, you're not fit to be a knight."

After saying that, Lancelot remounted his horse, gave what he thought was a very cool smile to Davian, and then ran off, completely ignoring Davian's wide-eyed stare and Tonelli's bewildered expression.

Are all French people like this? Or is it just Lancelot?

"If that's what he said, then let's do it that way. Let's go, let's explore, everything in this land is a new experience for me."

David put the bag away. His waist felt heavier and heavier. He hoped that a good opportunity would come later to spend all the money from both bags.

"Alright, but I haven't been here much either, so don't expect me to show you the way this time."

Tonelli smiled and then took David's arm.

This sudden and bold move made Davidian feel awkward, but after a few steps he got used to Tonelli's rhythm and pace.

He felt a sense of ease following Tonelli's steps.

The two of them strolled leisurely down the street, enjoying a relaxed and beautiful moment.

Davidian would occasionally tell jokes to amuse Toneric, and Toneric would laugh heartily at his simple jokes or at Davidian's own efforts to make her happy.

If their relationship could remain frozen at this moment forever, it would probably be a good thing for David.

Suddenly, David stopped. It was a small jewelry shop, and he immediately spotted a headband tied in the shape of a bow on display.

For some reason, David felt a strange flutter in his heart. He looked at Toneric's beautiful, golden hair, then compared it to the size of the headband.