Davidian's Holy Grail War

Artoria smiled and handed the glass of wine to Davian. Her considerate manner further convinced Lancelot that he had made the right choice; following this lady, he would surely realize a knight's ideal.

Chapter 68 Giving Gifts

David accepted Artoria's offer, knowing she was also an exceptionally stubborn person. Since she had said she would personally pour him the drink, Artoria would definitely do it herself.

There's no point in refusing her, so I might as well go along with her. It's a win-win situation, isn't it?

"The negotiations are over? What conditions did those kings offer to spare their lives?"

David smiled. He figured Artoria must have asked for a huge sum of money, otherwise how could she have let those guys leave so easily?

"Now, aside from the necessities for their return journey, all their supplies will be left behind. Once they return to their own territory, other supplies will have to be dutifully delivered to Karien City."

I've already discussed the specific amounts with Merlin, and I'll send them the list later. This victory is going to be a major blow to them.

Artoria poured herself a glass of wine, and the two clinked glasses with smiles. They were both satisfied with this resounding victory.

But Davidian keenly sensed something was amiss, and he couldn't help but ask, "Why are they in such a hurry to go back? Has something happened back home?"

Artoria nodded and handed a piece of paper to David. David glanced at the information on the paper. He sighed as well; forty thousand Saxons had come from the coast and invaded the territories of the northern kings.

No wonder they were in such a hurry to go back; the conditions Artoria was asking at this point were really trivial.

"It's the people in the north who are suffering." David's words made Artoria feel helpless, as their radiation range was not very large at the moment.

Those Saxons are truly beyond their capabilities; let the kings of the north deal with that.

However, at this moment, David still smiled and placed his hand in front of Lancelot, saying to Artoria:

"Congratulations. Your bravery today has earned you the addition of another extraordinary knight. Lord Lancelot has also been impressed by you. He wants to join your ranks and fight alongside you."

Artoria didn't show much surprise; on the contrary, she seemed quite natural. She said to Lancelot, "We're about to embark on a very difficult path. Are you prepared and ready?"

"Of course, I am prepared to dedicate myself to your ideals!"

Lancelot responded without hesitation; his resolve was already evident when he witnessed Artoria and Gawain's battle.

"Since that's the case, I won't say anything more to dissuade you. Lord Lancelot, welcome. It's a pity I can't bestow any title upon you right now. But I hope to witness your bravery in the future, and not bring shame to the title of Knight of the Lake."

Artoria smiled at Lancelot and immediately poured him another glass of wine. The three of them clinked glasses together.

Today is undoubtedly a joyous day, another resounding victory, and the addition of another extraordinary rider.

Davidian was also very pleased, as this meant that the day of defeating Vortigern was just around the corner.

Upon returning, we can use the spoils to recruit more soldiers, stabilize the population near Karien City, and expand our territory. Although we can't expand all the way to the vicinity of Birdgreen Forest in one go, we'll likely experience a period of expansion compared to before.

Meanwhile, King Lothar had returned to his tent, where he had personally negotiated the terms with Artoria. To be honest, his imposing manner had been completely overwhelmed by Artoria.

That person was clearly a teenager, yet he was incredibly shrewd. He also possessed an aura as imposing as a mountain, and I hadn't been able to gain the slightest advantage at the negotiating table.

The Red Dragon of Britain is not merely a force to be reckoned with; he also possesses a brilliant mind. He is aided by the magician Merlin and loyal to the dragon knight Davian.

His strength has been increasing little by little, and now he is someone that ordinary people cannot subdue.

However, this situation has now come to a temporary end. The Saxon invasion forced the northern kings to immediately return to their own territories to avoid excessive losses.

Fortunately, he had the most manpower left behind, along with Agravivan and Gahoris, so the Saxons couldn't gain any advantage in his territory.

King Arthur's reputation is already great enough. This can help them draw Vortigern's attention to the greatest extent, while their side can buy time to recuperate while Vortigern is at war.

The situation is turning in their favor, which is absolutely a good thing.

"Gawain, prepare to withdraw the troops. Winter is coming, and those Saxons are going berserk. Once you get back, pack up the supplies and send them to King Arthur. That's enough."

King Roth said this to his son, who was also his general, Gawain.

“Yes, Father.” Gawain understood what King Roth meant; he knew it was the right choice and a very good thing.

But he just felt that this didn't align with his chivalry or his own ideas.

They would use King Arthur as a target to draw enemy fire, and if he actually defeated Vortigern, they could then attack the exhausted King Arthur and seize the spoils of victory.

From the king's perspective, this is undoubtedly correct.

But as a young and passionate knight, Gawain felt that this was not good, or rather, very bad.

He was confident in his own military strength and also believed in Orkney's forces; they were capable of overthrowing Vortigern. But his father chose the most suitable, not the most glorious, course of action.

So he sighed as he walked out of the military tent, lamenting that the current situation was not what he had expected. However, he had only taken two steps when someone came up to him.

"Mother!" Gawain couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. It couldn't be! How could his mother be here? Shouldn't she still be in the palace in Orkney?

“Gawain, prepare the army and return to Orkney. Then… I need to take you three brothers to see someone.” Morgan’s words had barely finished when she vanished.

Gawain could only smile wryly. His mother's magic skills had improved significantly since Davidian left. Although she was still not as good as Merlin, she was much better than before.

But he was also curious about who Morgan was going to take them to see.

Gao Wen had never been able to figure out his mother's thoughts since he was a child. Before he came of age, he always followed his mother's instructions to study literature and martial arts.

He only began to become completely independent after his mother's brief departure and his acquisition of Caledin.

And now his mother was actually taking them to see someone? He was very curious, who were they going to see? And why were all three brothers going together? This was somewhat puzzling.

But he suddenly had a hunch that his mother's decision might affect his entire life.

I believe that after meeting that person, I will embark on the right path. I just don't know what Agravín and Gahoris will think.

Chapter 69 Tristan's Arrival

After packing everything up, David and his group began their return journey. Bedivere was overjoyed to have Lancelot join them.

Although Kay looked awkward, David knew he was undoubtedly delighted. Having the Knights of the French Sea's strong support was truly a great thing for them at this moment.

Upon returning to Karien, essential supplies were sealed in the warehouse. The rest, overseen by Merlin, were distributed to the soldiers who had participated in the expedition.

Any surplus was distributed to the surrounding populace, which helped to stabilize the morale of the people under King Arthur's rule.

Davidian's life was now easier than it had been at the beginning. He took in knights and people who came to him, trained his army, and slowly expanded King Arthur's territory.

For some reason, David felt very at ease with this kind of daily life, and it gave him a sense of prosperity.

But while he felt relieved, he also sensed a sense of unease.

Everything was going so smoothly, everything was going so well. So why did it end up like that? What happened to cause the future to turn out this way?

He could only put aside his doubts and anxieties and continue to devote himself to daily government affairs, the battle against monsters, and maintaining the lives of the people.

"Commander, someone's looking for you. It's a red-haired guy who's unbelievably handsome!"

And it was during this ordinary, everyday time that Vincenzo came looking for him. Davidian was stunned upon hearing this description. What was going on? What was he doing here?

He hurried outside the camp with Winchenrib, and sure enough, it was Tristan. Davidian's doubts deepened, but he saw Tristan's sorrow. Davidian went up to him and gave him a hug.

After he released the hug, David asked, "What's wrong? My brother Tristan, you actually came here without telling me beforehand so I could prepare a sumptuous meal for you."

Tristan smiled bitterly upon hearing this: "I've been kicked out and am now homeless. I'm very sad. I can only come to you for food. King Arthur probably wouldn't refuse a sad prince who's wandering around, would he?"

David was truly stunned. How could he have been kicked out? For someone like Lord Tristan to end up wandering around like this was simply outrageous.

“Winchenrib, have the cook prepare some dishes and bring them to my tent. Tristan, come in, let’s talk inside.”

He took Tristan's hand and led him to his tent. How could things have turned out this way? Life is truly unpredictable.

Once the hot dishes were served, David poured Tristan a glass of wine before saying, "Tell me, what happened? I can't believe someone like you was forced to wander around like this."

Tristan downed his drink, then said with a bitter expression, "My feelings for Isolde... I couldn't control myself, so I was kicked out of the court. My uncle did his best to save me, otherwise I would probably have been executed."

Tristan recounted everything that had happened between him and Isolde to David.

If it were the old David, he would probably have smiled and comforted Tristan, telling him to relax, since there are plenty of fish in the sea.

But now, Davidian... I'm sorry, he can't say those words anymore.

"Sigh, I toast you." David raised his glass, and the two clinked glasses before drinking the bitter cup of their relationship together.

"Where is Miss Tonerico? Could it be that something similar happened between you two..."

Tristan knew this was a military camp, but considering the close relationship he had seen between Tonelli and Davian before, if Tonelli wasn't with Davian, something must have happened.

Since he was asked, David Ann told Tristan about his breakup with Tonelli.

There were many things he didn't say, but just the fact that Morgan was King Lothar's queen was enough for Tristan to know they shouldn't be together. Not to mention Morgan had three children, which made it even more absurd.

Suddenly, the two of them became strangers in a strange land, unlucky in love.

Tristan himself felt that his earlier encouragement of David to follow his feelings was a mistake, which led to the current situation.

He plucked a string from Philnott's guitar, then poured David a glass of wine, and the two clinked glasses again and drank it down.

The two men drank together, pouring out their sorrowful feelings. Fortunately, Winchenrib had ordered the soldiers guarding the Davidian camp to leave early on, otherwise these dark secrets would probably have been told to others.

"Hey, what kind of person is your King Arthur? I've heard you've won two very glorious victories, but I've never met him in person, so I'm asking you."

Tristan was also a bit drunk; after all, he was here to try and make a living. He also needed to know what kind of person Davidian's superior was.

"Let me tell you, the one who will unify Britain and command the submission of all the kings in the future is definitely her. I've made up my mind about her. No matter what difficulties or troubles arise, I will make sure she reaches that position."

No one can replace him, and if anyone dares to challenge her authority, I will make them understand the terror of my dark sword.

David Andrew wasn't much better off; he had a terrible alcohol tolerance to begin with. He usually stopped drinking when he was almost done, but since it was just him and Tristan, he didn't pay much attention.

Tristan gave a thoughtful smile and teased Davidian: "Oh~ you didn't become a man-loving person after being dumped by a woman, did you?"