Davidian's Holy Grail War

Artoria looked worried; losing either of these two would be like losing an arm of hers.

"No, if you do that, a rift will be created. It will also damage your reputation and prestige, and the local lords are all waiting to see you make a fool of yourself. What if the king's prestige declines at that time? You can imagine that, can't you?"

Davidian knew that Artoria had already thought of what he had said. If the king himself intervened, he could indeed keep both sides in check and stop the duel, but that would cause a lot of problems later on.

Artoria smiled wryly, realizing that she had indeed spoken on impulse.

"Just trust me. I'll try my best to end this duel in a reasonably good way. Gawain is nothing; he's not capable of taking my head."

David chuckled easily. Currently, their strengths were evenly matched. If they really wanted to eliminate them, the best option would be to fight off the already dead Vortigern. That might offer a sliver of hope.

At this point, Davidian brought up the construction of Camelot again. Currently, Camelot is half-finished; the city gates and walls have been completed.

Residential areas are being built step by step. Although it will take a long time for the entire city to be fully completed, at least the city is slowly getting better.

This was one of the few things that brought them a moment of joy and relaxation amidst the many complicated affairs. This city was the culmination of their hard work and a symbol of King Arthur's glory.

They were both well aware of Britain's fate, and although they were both trying very hard to find a way out and a way to change that fate.

However, for now, both Davidian and Artoria can only do their best.

Even Davidan could no longer see any further into the future through the Dark Sword. That's just how this broken sword is; it oppresses people's hearts with a dark future, but never tells them any way to change it.

"Your Majesty, may I come in?" Just then, there was a knock at the door; it was Bedivere's voice. Artoria gestured for him to come in.

Bedivere pushed open the door and saw the two people present, along with the bowls and plates on the table, realizing they were having a meal. However, he immediately stated his purpose: Gao Wenqing had returned.

Artoria and Davidian finished their bread and then went with Bedivere to meet Gawain.

Although it was night, Gawain, clad in pure white armor, was still strikingly visible. They spotted him immediately, along with the hundreds of knights behind him; it seemed he had brought their king another surprise.

“My lord, the court of Orkney has been stabilized by me. This time, there are also three hundred and twenty-four knights who have returned and are willing to serve you, praising your integrity and virtue. They are all brave and courageous men, and I hope that you will accept them.”

Gawain always does things this way. To be honest, despite his noble birth, from royalty to commoners, no one dislikes Gawain. The Sun Knight, like the sun, shines upon all.

Then he saw David standing behind Artoria, and their eyes met instantly.

David's eyes remained calm and still, completely devoid of any emotion. But Gawain was already burning with passion; he had waited far too long for this day.

Although there was no personal hatred towards David, avenging his father was a perfectly reasonable and just thing to do.

David Ann shook his head, indicating that now was not the time. Gawain nodded, indicating that he understood and that the situation was not good.

They shouldn't have drawn their swords and fought so casually in front of the king; that was blatant disrespect for the king's dignity.

When Bedivere saw the two of them like this, he couldn't help but start to worry.

He himself was just an ordinary knight, although his horsemanship and spear skills were outstanding, but the two people in front of him were clearly not just outstanding.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like if these two fought fiercely. At this moment, although he knew it was impossible, he sincerely hoped that the king could stop the duel between the two.

"How about a week from now?"

In the end, it was David who spoke first. He decided to leave more time, not because of any other issue, but because he hoped that Gawain would have enough time to get everything he needed to do done.

“Alright, I can take care of what I need to do first. I won’t use the Holy Sword, and we’ll have the duel at night. You and my father gave up everything to fight fair and square, so I should do the same.”

Gawain's expression immediately turned serious, and Davidian replied that he too would not use the Holy Sword. The two of them would decide the victor through the individual bravery of their knights.

Chapter 104-Victory

News of Gawain's return quickly spread throughout Camelot, which was still under repair, bringing reassurance to the people under King Arthur's rule.

The more powerful people on your side, the better. The return of Lancelot, Tristan, and Gawain always brings a sense of security.

The location and time of his duel with Davidian also spread to everyone's ears: right at Camelot's main gate, on the night a week after Gawain's return.

Sun Knight Gawain will settle the score with Dragon Knight David in a one-on-one duel, a battle that could even determine life or death.

Although no one wanted their knight to die in such a duel, everyone was curious to see who would prevail if they both gave up their holy swords.

Curiosity is human nature, so it's not surprising that many people will likely come to watch the duel between the two.

Many people wanted to stop the duel, but they couldn't find any suitable reason to stop the two.

This is, after all, a blood feud involving the murder of one's father, so it's perfectly normal for Gawain to want to settle things with David.

A week often passes quickly. On this day, David and Gawain arrived at the main gate of Camelot as agreed, ready to begin their duel in front of countless witnesses.

They planted the holy sword into the ground in front of Artoria, and then Artoria personally handed the two weapons to them—two greatswords of equal size.

After inspecting the weapons, the two handed them to each other so that the other could confirm that there were no problems with the weapons.

After both sides had checked their weapons, they handed them to each other. The two then stepped into the arena and began their duel under the watchful eyes of the King and countless fellow knights.

Gawain was the first to launch an attack. He accelerated and rushed directly in front of David, slashing his greatsword fiercely at David.

This sword strike can be described as a powerful blow in Gawain's style. Although it lacks technique, it is absolutely heavy and powerful. You can only dodge it and never take it head-on.

Gawain was well aware of his advantages. Even without the Holy Sword, David's physical attributes were still inferior to his own. He was superior in both stamina and strength.

David's advantage lies in his swordsmanship and dexterity. Although he has not practiced swordsmanship for as long as I have, his level is far superior.

Therefore, he must make good use of his advantages, otherwise there is a good chance that he will be defeated by Davidian.

"Ah, I am so sad... We are both under the command of our king, both knights, yet we are forced to draw our swords against each other at this time."

Moreover, each of Gao Wenqing's strikes contained immense power; if one were hit by him, their body would be sliced ​​in two in an instant.

Tristan watched the duel, gently plucking the strings of his harp to produce a mournful melody. He certainly didn't want to see this scene either. Unfortunately, he had no reason to stop the two.

Wincenrib and Percival also looked grave; after all, he was their own legion commander, and they didn't want anything to happen to David.

But the opponent was also a Sun Knight, and with both sides abandoning the Holy Sword, neither knew who would win.

Lancelot watched the fight between the two, and even he could tell that Gawain was currently in the lead.

Davidian still suffered from the disadvantage of physical limitations, after all, how could the physical body of a modern person compare to that of Gawain, who was born from the mysterious remnants of this world?

David was able to barely parry and dodge because his swordsmanship was far superior to Gawain's, and he had anticipated Gawain's attack pattern.

But this requires David to concentrate all his energy; if he's not careful, Gawain could easily split him in two.

Only Artoria responded with a smile; she truly believed in Davian.

Since Davidian had said he would bring the duel to a proper conclusion, she was willing to believe that Davidian had a solution, and all she had to do was trust him wholeheartedly.

Bedivere was initially worried, but when he saw Artoria's smile...

Somehow, his worries vanished. If even the king wasn't nervous, why should he be?

"Come on, Gao Wenqing! Look at you, you can't even touch the hem of David's clothes, try harder!" Merlin said, pulling Kai aside and encouraging him.

Kai gave him a look of disgust and then distanced himself. He hadn't wanted to come in the first place; he didn't want to see any bloodshed on either side. But Merlin had dragged him here anyway, which was incredibly annoying.

Gawain ignored Merlin, after all, they all knew Merlin's personality. But now he felt that he was just one step away from defeating Davidian, but he just couldn't bring himself to overpower Davidian.

David built his defenses with swordsmanship, while he used his strength as a warhammer to relentlessly bombard them. Though the defenses were teetering on the brink of collapse, he refused to fall.

David was truly struggling. He had once been able to go toe-to-toe with Gawain while transformed. But now, having discarded the Holy Sword, he realized just how extraordinary Gawain's physical abilities truly were.

Good heavens, Lancelot is even worse than Gawain in this aspect. He's been defending for so long; an ordinary person would have been exhausted by now. But Gawain doesn't seem tired at all. That's ridiculous.

However, he had almost gotten used to Gawain's attacks. He had a pretty good grasp of how to counterattack in the most energy-efficient and relaxed way.

So Davidian gripped his sword with both hands and launched a fierce counterattack, forcing Gawain back. Gawain looked on incredulously; even after fighting to this point, Davidian still had the strength to fight back?

Then came Davidian's counterattack. His swordsmanship and speed instantly overwhelmed Gawain's strength and weight. Even when Gawain managed a counterattack, it would fall into empty air. Davidian swiftly pressed Gawain with his sword, forcing him to switch from offense to defense.

At this moment, Gawain's momentum was finally suppressed. Only when he could only defend did he realize the loss of his power. Simply put, the last breath that supported his attack was dissipated by Davidian.

Gawain is now in an awkward situation. David's attack came too quickly, and he has no way to fight back. He can only defend passively.

He stood like a mountain, firmly blocking David's attacks, determined not to let David hit him. Although their defensive methods were completely different, the effect they wanted to achieve was similar.

The next moment, their swords clashed violently. David used his strength to push Gawain's sword down, and then struck Gawain in the chest with his elbow.

Although Gawain's elbow was throbbing with pain because he was wearing armor, the elbow strike to his heart left him breathless.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, David successfully suppressed Gawain. Then, just as Gawain was trying to create distance and readjust, David suddenly punched Gawain's wrist, causing him to loosen his grip.

Then Davidian swung his sword with all his might, and even if Gawain tried to block with his own sword, it was to no avail. His injured wrist was simply unable to withstand Davidian's attack.

Then, the longsword in his hand was knocked away by David.

At this point, the outcome has been decided.

Chapter 105 Until the Day Our Ideal is Achieved

"I've lost, take my life." Gawain looked at his empty hands and could only sigh in despair.

David Ann shook his head and simply said, "What if I kill you today?"

This is utterly meaningless; it only makes Gahoris, Agravín, and the others more sorrowful, and our king more distressed.

"Gao Wenqing, I didn't kill for the sake of killing. Wouldn't that go against the very principles of our King?"

Davidian was speaking from the heart; after all, he hadn't killed King Loth out of hatred. To be honest, he had no reason to hate King Loth.

From King Loth's perspective, what he did was perfectly normal. Davidian did it because he had no choice; otherwise, he couldn't seize Britain's future, so he personally killed King Loth.

"Admittedly, it is perfectly reasonable for me to kill and then be killed."

But before my death, I will fight to the last for my king's ideals. That is why I will defeat you in this duel.