Davidian's Holy Grail War

He walked on for half a day until he saw a huge forest ahead. Although he didn't know where he was, he hoped that he could encounter a hunter or some other living person in the forest and ask for directions.

He ate the dry rations he carried as he entered the forest. It must be said, although this was seemingly the harvest season.

But the forest was very quiet; there was almost no sound of human voices.

All David could hear were birdsong, and occasionally he would catch a glimpse of a wild deer or something else flashing by in the distance.

He had no intention of chasing those animals; after all, he wasn't a professional hunter, and if he kept chasing them, he would probably only end up eating dust in the back.

Occasionally, he would see flocks of wyverns flying overhead, but thankfully, he was hidden by the trees and was not discovered by these bloodthirsty monsters.

Otherwise, if he were to collide with such a gregarious creature, he would probably be torn to shreds, leaving not even a complete corpse.

Then he would truly die before achieving his goal. Although he had eaten a lot of wyvern flesh, he did not want to be eaten by wyverns.

It was at this moment that he realized that his only strength was in swordsmanship; in terms of actual combat ability, Merlin and Artoria could probably smash his head in.

"This place is too dangerous, I'm thinking of running away." He gave a helpless wry smile, then scooped up some clean stream water and drank it all in one gulp. At this moment, there was really no need to worry about pollution; the clean spring water had only a faint, slightly sweet taste.

A short distance away, small animals were fetching water from a stream. If you disregard the magical beasts, this place would be a typical medieval scene.

Just as he was pondering when he would be able to leave the forest, a shout caught his attention.

This was the first time he had heard a human voice in this great forest, and he wanted to see who the owner of that voice was.

David slowly moved toward the source of the sound, where four soldiers in leather armor were chasing a woman dressed as an apprentice.

Moreover, with David's eyesight, he saw that there was another person lying on the ground. The blood had soaked into the soil, and judging from the amount of bleeding, it was probably beyond saving.

So, should he put himself in trouble? Merlin had told him that those who could afford leather armor and roam the forest were mostly Saxon soldiers.

This is why there are few hunters in this forest. If you were to run into this group of killers like these two unlucky guys, it would be difficult to even save your life, let alone hunt.

"Alright, let's get started. Let's see what our level is. We'll have to step onto the battlefield sooner or later anyway. It's better to get used to real combat sooner."

David sighed helplessly. The real reason he made up his mind to take action was because the woman being chased had blonde hair, just like Artorius's.

It's better to let someone like that die at the hands of this bunch of brutes.

The woman tripped over a protruding rock and fell. If no one came to her rescue, this place would be her death ground.

Just as she was looking at the approaching Saxon soldiers in despair, a black sword flashed, and Davidian charged forward with all his might. His first strike directly beheaded one of them.

Just as everyone was shocked, he swung his sword and cleaved another person in two.

In an instant, both of them died.

But the remaining two reacted at this moment and swung their battle axes directly at David.

However, David nimbly dodged the two men's attacks with a roll, but in that respect, he was far inferior to Artorius.

He then circled behind one of them and stabbed him before the two launched their second attack.

Just as the last man's battle axe swung down, David kicked the corpse on his sword, sending it hurtling towards the axe, before quickly leaping back to dodge the attack.

His battle axe only cut down the corpses of his comrades, and this moment of panic gave David the best opportunity.

So the next moment, the dark sword's golden blade sliced ​​across the last person's neck.

The battle is over.

Chapter 8 Tonelli

Having killed four people in an instant, David took a deep breath. His physical and mental strength relaxed at that moment as he looked at the four corpses on the ground.

He was still somewhat shaken, perhaps because everything had happened so fast and he hadn't yet experienced any shock.

After receiving Merlin's training, he truly had the ability to take another's life so casually. Yet, an inner voice still told him that he had indeed killed someone.

But now was not the time to think about these things; he quickly started digging a hole with the axes of the men.

They dug a pit large enough to bury all four people before stopping and burying all four bodies.

He then flushed all the excess soil into the stream, and only after he had finished did he check on the blonde woman's condition.

"Are you alright?" Looking at the frightened woman in front of him, David sighed. Judging from her appearance, she must be a noblewoman from somewhere who came out to study or travel.

A girl like that, being chased and played by four strong men, would probably not fare well if they actually caught her.

"Th...thank you!" Judging from the other person's panicked appearance, they wouldn't be able to calm down anytime soon.

David felt he had sighed more today than in the past three years; bad luck ahead. This shouldn't be the usual way things go, right?

"No need to thank me, after all, I couldn't save your companion either."

David could only save the person in front of him; the one already lying there, whom he had just checked for breathing, was truly beyond saving.

She simply shook her head helplessly: "On this island, death is no longer a rare thing. The Saxon invasion, Vortigern's tyranny—perhaps death is a kind of relief."

The helplessness in her words left Davidian speechless for a moment. He felt that she was more accustomed to death than he was. Was this the mentality of the people on this island?

"Since you don't care, then I want to ask you now: do you know the way? How do you get out of this forest? To put it bluntly... I'm lost."

Davidian didn't hesitate to tell everyone about his current situation. He wanted to leave the forest and go to a populated city to see what was going on.

The blonde woman nodded, and David was overjoyed. Knowing the way made things much easier; he didn't have any mission right now anyway. He just needed this woman to guide him; getting out of this forest as quickly as possible was his priority.

"Then please take me out of here. In exchange, I will protect your safety. As you can see, my swordsmanship is decent. Ordinary people are no match for me, so protecting you will not be a problem."

The woman nodded as soon as David Ann made his suggestion, clearly acknowledging his skill level.

"But before you leave, please do me a favor. She's my companion, and I don't want her to die in the wilderness."

She asked David to help her move her companion's body to the base of a tree. Then she performed magic, and the body slowly merged into the tree.

This scene left Davidian stunned. Magic could be used like this? Was this a medieval version of tree burial?

"You can do magic?" The question almost came out of her mouth. Davidian really didn't expect that this woman who looked so young could actually do magic...

Oh, thinking about it, Merlin looks quite young, completely different from the descriptions of an old man I've read about in books.

"I know quite a few support magic spells, but I'm not good at direct attacks. If I did, I wouldn't have needed you to deal with those people earlier. And she wouldn't have died."

The girl's face still held sorrow, an emotion that made Davidian realize they shouldn't continue on this topic.

"Then let's hurry up and leave. There might be other Saxon soldiers loitering around here, so there's no point in staying."

If they were to be entangled by more Saxons here, not only would Davidian himself be in danger, but the young girl would likely be in grave peril. Therefore, it was best to leave quickly; there was no point in staying.

The girl nodded, and the two embarked on their journey out of the forest. During their casual conversation, they exchanged names.

David learned that the girl's name was Tonerico, and that she was already quite skilled as a magician. However, it was a pity that she hadn't learned any lethal magic.

To be honest, looking at Tonellico always reminds David of Artorius; the two of them actually look quite alike for some reason.

"Speaking of which, David, what prompted you to embark on this journey? If you were to uphold chivalry, you could have gone to France instead."

Tonelli asked this question: what's so good about staying in this dark Britain? Apart from those who can't bear to leave their homeland, it would be better to leave here and go to France or Rome.

David thought for a moment, discarding the ultimate goal of returning home. What he wanted now was to stand beside Artoria, to fight alongside him. That was his reason for touring Britain—to hone himself, to become a better person to stand beside that man.

"To be honest, I don't care about chivalry at all."

On the contrary, I find this idea rather outdated. Fight, then win, survive—that's my entire understanding of combat.

It's a simple matter of life and death; everything else is irrelevant to me. The only reason I want to fight right now is for one person.

Since that person wants to save Britain, I don't mind dedicating my efforts to him.

After three years of companionship, Artorius had undoubtedly occupied a significant place in his heart, even more important than Merlin.

Artorius could truly be considered his brother. Although he was somewhat aloof, he couldn't help but feel close to Artorius when he saw him.

The other person was truly a born king, and during the three years they spent together, Davidian clearly realized this.

If he were to rule Britain, then Britain might have a very bright future. And once everything is stable, he could ask Merlin to help him escape.

"Oh? You want to save Britain now? Which king? King Loth of Orkney? King Ullens of Gol? Or King Nantes of Garrod?"

Tonelli listed several British kings in one breath, making David feel dizzy.

What? How could someone just casually become king? Merlin never told me any of this. Are there really so many kings in Britain?

Seeing David's dumbfounded expression, Tonelli could only say, "You don't even know this? Are you some kind of caveman?"

“If you hadn’t told me, how would I have known that there were so many princes in Britain? I originally thought it was just Vortigern, but now it seems that this is not a problem that can be solved in a few battles.”

Davidian now understands just how big a hole Merlin has dug for himself; it will probably take him many years just to pacify the whole of Britain.

"I've only mentioned a few. If we're talking about the lords with names and surnames, there are at least a dozen. You don't even know these, yet you're thinking of saving Britain?"

Tonelli's gaze was probably that of someone looking at an idiot. Although this person had been taught swordsmanship and a lot of knowledge, he probably had absolutely no understanding of the details of the island.

Chapter 9 The Current State of Britain

Vortigern merely used the power of the Saxons to suppress the other kings; in truth, he himself was just one of the southern kings.

With the Roman Empire no longer protecting Britain, he seized the opportunity to unify the entire country with the help of foreign powers.

Other kings also continued to resist him, and Vortigern's power was not strong enough to eliminate all the feudal lords at once.

Tonelli gave him a brief explanation of the current situation, giving David a general understanding of what was going on. Britain was indeed in complete chaos, and it remained to be seen whether a chosen one would end it all.

"So which king do you serve? Maybe I actually know him?"