Davidian's Holy Grail War

It's like when Wang Hassan gets drunk and gets really into it, he'll do something like chopping off the head of a hundred-faced Hassan to liven things up.

The scene would probably be very bloody...

"Remember to have Tokiomi wash the vegetables properly. You don't want to eat anything dirty, do you?" David called out to Gilgamesh, who had already turned his back to them and left. Gilgamesh waved back, assuring them that he would take care of it.

David could only tilt his head helplessly as he watched David's carefree and happy back, like a husky going for a walk, unsure of how to describe it.

“It looks like tonight is going to be quite fun, David. Perhaps this is also a good opportunity to discuss the path of kings?” Artoria suddenly said, and David frowned. He could roughly sense that this matter would indeed be more interesting than what he had experienced before.

Iskandar, who instigated this incident, also chose to flee. He had already conveyed what needed to be conveyed, and he was planning to go to Diarmuid's side. After all, although the Holy Grail was no longer available, the duel between heroes was still very necessary.

"Well, the troublesome person is finally gone. Now let's enjoy our time. They're gone, they're gone, catch up, catch up." Morgan was in high spirits; it was clear she was in a really good mood, after all, someone had almost let it slip earlier.

Chapter 490 Coming in Person

As dusk began, the courtyard of the Tohsaka family mansion started to come alive.

In David's hands, a wealth of ingredients are transformed into all sorts of hot and spicy dishes. Of course, to take care of the children, he also prepares many refreshing and sweet foods.

"Isn't this Uruk-style cuisine? This lamb, oh~ and this butter cake, wow, you came to me just to steal these dishes, didn't you?"

With his sharp eyes, Gilgamesh could easily tell what kind of cuisine Davian was making. He knew so much! Not just Uruk cuisine, but also Chinese, French, and Japanese cuisine. He knew them all and was proficient in them.

"To be honest, I'd rather boast about my cooking skills than fighting or swordsmanship." As he spoke, David tapped the side of the pot lightly with his large ladle; the dish in his hand was a large stew. Stews, you know, shouldn't be eaten in large quantities, but a banquet like this with so many people wouldn't feel complete without one.

Artoria and Morgan both looked at the huge pot of stew with subtle smiles; it was the only dish in the entire meal that could be considered British...

"It's unbelievable that Lord Camelot can cook so many dishes. It's really an eye-opener for me. It seems that I can try to improve my cooking skills when I get back."

Kenneth, holding a glass of red wine, noted that since they hadn't set up a large table this time, David had turned the place into a small buffet. Although this kept him, the head chef, very busy, seeing how much he enjoyed himself, no one else bothered to say anything more.

After he finished cooking all the dishes, he finally took off his apron and hat, picked up a glass of red wine, and found a place to sit down.

Gilgamesh, Iskandar, and Artoria were discussing their path to kingship. When Iskandar got passionate, he would burst into hearty laughter. Gilgamesh, as always, watched all this with his usual disdainful smile, while Artoria responded to the two with a reserved and polite smile.

It was unclear who had the upper hand in the conversation at this moment, but this time Davidian didn't need to worry about Artoria being humiliated. Given the current situation, if Iskandar were to do anything to offend her, she might actually pull out a gun and stab him.

Just then, a little girl ran up to him, and David laughed as he looked at the bold child... Ah, so that's it, the two goddesses were possessed by this little girl?

"Uncle, this is for you! Thank you for saving my sister!" Rin bravely handed over the jeweled horse she had made herself, and Davidian accepted it with a smile. At that moment, Tokiomi finally arrived, and he was also surprised to see Rin chatting and laughing with Davidian.

“Rin, you mustn’t be rude to this person.” He walked to Rin’s side and instructed her, but David only said it was alright. This child has courage and perseverance, and her future achievements will surely surpass Tokiomi Tohsaka.

Upon hearing this, Tokiomi couldn't help but grin and let out a hearty laugh. To be spoken to like that by this person? Was his daughter destined to surpass him in achievements? That was truly something to be overjoyed about!

"Your youngest daughter is the same; she's very talented, and with enough education, she'll become an unimaginable prodigy. I suppose you did your research before making these arrangements, didn't you?"

These words carried a hint of reproach, given that Tokiomi's previous actions hadn't been very good. Although there was an unspoken rule that magicians wouldn't investigate each other's magic, to send it out and then completely ignore it was simply not a good thing.

After being scolded like that, Tokiomi could only repeatedly admit that it was his fault, that this was a big mistake on his part, and that it was still not too late to make amends.

Now that the guy had made his promise, Davidian decided not to bother with the family's affairs. He sent Gareth to play with the two little girls; after all, they were girls, and Gareth was better at handling children.

The Servants were exchanging words when Davidian rose and joined them. Their conversation was at its peak; they had just discussed their desires and reasons for participating in the Holy Grail War, and Davidian's arrival allowed them to continue the topic.

When asked why he participated, David explained his reasons. Upon hearing this, Artoria stared intently at him, regardless of what others thought.

"If you don't ask, are you not planning to tell us about this?" She could only say this helplessly in the end, but David Ann did not answer.

If no one asks, I won't say anything; let it all just fade away.

Davidian then began to recount his other past experiences. He had entrusted everything to Artoria while he was alive, and apart from that little bit of selfishness, he had nothing else that Artoria could use him for.

The subsequent 1500 years of pursuit and over 2000 years of dedication, all thanks to his special skills, were accumulated over time. In other words, he was like an old man approaching 4000 years old; with his current mindset, he should have seen everything with detachment and indifference.

"1500 years? Wait, what does that mean? Huh?" Artoria was even more dumbfounded. What was going on? She didn't know anything about it. She only knew about the Lostbelts, but she didn't even know how it ended. Now a Singularity had appeared? What was going on?

Why doesn't anyone tell her this? What's this Lion King thing? What is becoming a god? Huh?

At this moment, she wanted to have a proper talk with David and get everything cleared up, but in this environment, she simply couldn't bring herself to say anything personal. She also had to maintain her composure; after all, she wasn't Morgan.

"What a long journey it has been. You have finally completed your life after you have traveled all these journeys, haven't you? Our lives end before we are born, but yours is different. Your life only truly ended after you fulfilled the vows you made to them."

Gilgamesh offered a fair assessment or summary at this moment. He and Davian had always had a good relationship, so he spoke more freely now.

"Now that you mention it, I'm really curious, Lord Camelot. Do you still have your own true desires? Or have you already become a transcendent being who is not human?"

This was Iskandar's statement, and Davidan responded that he still had those qualities; at most, he could only be considered a person who had lived an exceptionally long time, not someone who had become a machine or an extraordinary being beyond human nature.

“I am not an enlightened one, nor am I some king who has achieved nothingness in a temple. I am still me, Davidan Sleigh. If you were to ask me what I wish for right now… to open a restaurant or a bakery, to be able to spend every day peacefully with the people I care about, that would be enough. Perhaps that would be the best comfort for me after such a long journey.”

Artoria: ?!

Morgan: ?!

Chapter 491 Those Past Events

This small, ordinary life, as far as most people would take them by heart, left most of the people present dumbfounded. From their perspective, it was incredibly difficult to understand how someone with extraordinary abilities like Davidan could still harbor such a tiny, insignificant wish.

But perhaps that's because he's reached the pinnacle of everything.

He is the Lord of Camelot, whose words once truly determined the life and death of thousands. His power was equal to that of our King.

Over the long years, he accumulated many treasures that even magician families dared not imagine. He was very rich, but he didn't spend much money.

His power had reached its peak; with omniscience and omnipotence, even the end of the world was a trivial matter in his eyes.

He has people he loves, and people who love him. He gives to those who love him, and he also gives to those he loves.

After all, he never had the mindset of a great hero or a king, so his current situation can only be attributed to fate.

He wasn't some insane person who killed for amusement, nor was he the kind of madman who wanted the whole world to revolve around him. This moment of pleasure was a great enjoyment for him.

"As a person, it's a long but exhilarating life. Even I have to admit that it's an ideal and romantic heroic story."

Iskandar concluded with this sentiment, unable to think of any other word to describe Davian. Perhaps "hero" was the most fitting, even if he himself didn't aspire to such a thing, the word still applied to him.

"Although that world is still undergoing the process of moral reformation, Ritsuka and the others will resolve it sooner or later. I'll help them when it's really necessary. For now, let's just enjoy this rare moment in the present world."

Davidian tasted the wine, then found it utterly bland and tasteless. He frowned and set the glass aside. Iskandar chuckled and asked him if this wine wasn't enough to satisfy his palate.

“In the past, I thought they were all about the same… but I drank too much of Tescatlipoca’s divine wine before, and now you’re asking me to drink mortal wine, how should I put it… it’s just a little bit off.”

"Huh? Tescatlipoca? Isn't that the main god of South America?" Diarmuid finally managed to speak. Today's conversation was a bit too far beyond his comprehension; it was outrageous.

Davidian has basically redefined their understanding today; even among a group of heroes, his experience is extraordinary.

In Jerusalem, walking with God through the end times; in Uruk, standing shoulder to shoulder with everyone to challenge the Mother of Creation; in the mythical Britain, the world's end; and in Miktlampa, receiving the hospitality of Tescatlipoca.

Each of these events would be something to be proud of, something to boast about for a lifetime, yet he experienced them all so casually, turning them into seemingly insignificant but actually unimaginable topics of conversation.

Morgan's face was now filled with smug satisfaction. This was her Davidian, a first-rate hero both in life and after death.

The only regret is that she can't have it all to herself, even though she really wants to.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, David happily joined the group in cleaning up all the tools on site. He extinguished the charcoal fire for the barbecue, cleaned the large pot, and did many things himself, enjoying the process immensely.

Finally, the Hundred Faces were responsible for washing dishes and taking out the trash. David An also told them about the First Generation. Upon hearing what the First Generation had to say, the Hundred Faces broke out in a cold sweat.

"Please, please don't tell the First Lord about this!"

Faced with such wails, Davidian promised to keep quiet. However, from his perspective, it seemed that no matter what these Hassans did, they couldn't escape the First Emperor's notice.

As for the Servant battle that Waver launched against Kenneth after the banquet, Davidian wasn't too concerned. Kenneth was undoubtedly the better magician, but Iskandar was the stronger Servant.

He could even guess that Diarmuid would eventually die from exhaustion. Although he was also a hero capable of slaughtering thousands of warriors, Iskandar was more compatible with him.

Before leaving, he approached Kiritsugu Emiya and Irisviel. In full view of everyone, he once again reached into Irisviel's body, and when he pulled his hand out, the Lesser Grail was in his hand.

"Oh, by the way, this thing needs to be dealt with eventually. I'm not saying it's targeting your family, but to be honest, I really don't recommend you continue doing things like this."

Why keep thinking about saving humanity? Even the all-knowing and all-powerful King Solomon understood that everything should be returned to humanity itself, allowing humanity to create its own era.

As a result, you keep thinking about doing similar things. I know you are good at heart, and I don't think that what you are doing is arrogant.

But that's about enough, isn't it? Your system should probably shut down soon. I've seen enough of these androids already; even I can't stand your system anymore. So, what are you planning to do?

Davidian waved towards the distance, even though Kenneth and Webber were about to start fighting. But hearing Davidian beckon them, the magicians were happy to go; after all, Davidian might be about to deliver some profound insights, right?

Then, in front of them, David took out another Holy Grail, released his grip, and the two Holy Grails floated in the sky.

Finally, he took out the grimoire, and the dark aura transformed into magic, filling the two small chalices. Now, they were no longer just ritual containers; they had become actual, usable crystals of chalice magic.

"I don't know how much of what just happened was understood by you, but consider it a hint."

Davidian said this, leaving Kenneth and Tokiomi speechless. How could they possibly see anything by doing this? Was omniscience and omnipotence really that terrifying? They had just filled two small Holy Grails, which were still in ceremonial attire, into real magical Holy Grails?

Weber, on the other hand, seemed to have actually figured something out. David, seeing his thoughtful expression, understood that the kid had probably really grasped something, but let it be; it was all trivial.

"Everyone, enjoy one more day of freedom. The day after tomorrow, you will all be my witnesses as I go to dismantle the Holy Grail."

After saying this, Davidan left with Morgan and Artoria. What did it matter to him whether others fought to the death? Let them fight it out.

Then, when they returned to their hotel, Artoria forcefully pushed him down onto the bed. At that moment, her eyes were like those of a fierce beast when it was serious. Truly worthy of being the Lion Queen of Britain, suppressing Lord Camelot was an easy matter for her.

Morgan chose to take a shower first and let the two of them talk, since there was a lot to discuss later.

At that moment, the Queen had already gripped David's wrists tightly, and with a subtle smile, she said to him, "Now you'd better tell me the things I don't know."

Davidian tried to struggle, but then he gave up. Without transforming or using a grimoire, he was no match for the King in terms of physical strength; at this moment, confessing honestly was the best course of action.

Chapter 492 is narrated by him.