Davidian's Holy Grail War

Her marriage to King Lothar was merely a political alliance; she never harbored any romantic feelings for him. But David Anko was different, as you know.

Artoria felt deeply annoyed. Her most favored and beloved minister had been entangled in this mess by a madwoman. He was already thirty years old and still unmarried.

There are actually rumors that David Ann's sexual orientation is abnormal. But she can't possibly force herself on David Ann; it's simply outrageous.

"There's nothing we can do about it. He loves her but can't hate her, but she's different."

The hatred and darkness that fills her heart now are beyond your and David's imagination; she truly longs for your end. She longs for the destruction of Camelot, and no one can change that.

Artoria couldn't hold back any longer when she heard Merlin's words: "Your own child is right here, how can you still have such thoughts?"

"If sacrificing three children could dethrone you, then she probably wouldn't care right now."

Merlin's two sentences choked Artoria to shut up everything she wanted to say. When it comes to killing a conversation, Merlin is no slouch either.

Then Merlin stood up, tapped the ground lightly with his staff, and said:

"Alright, there are still some pretty girls waiting for me. Sorry, Artoria. I'll be going now. I look forward to your next victory! Bye-bye~"

Artoria watched Merlin disappear from her sight, speechless. Merlin must be off to sexually harass someone, right?

It's really hard to say anything good about him. Camelot clearly needs Merlin to work overtime right now, but he's still slacking off and running away all the time.

However, Artoria stood up and looked out through the huge window of the service room. The enormous Camelot came into full view, and she knew she had to work hard for it all.

Chapter 137 Gareth

Soon, armies throughout Britain were mobilized. All the warriors of the Glorious Eternal Legion packed their equipment and replenished their supplies, ready to embark on a new journey.

They were beaming with pride and brimming with fighting spirit. They believed they would surely win this battle.

"I'm sorry, Lord Percival, but this time I'll have to send you to accompany Lord Gawain. After all, they have far fewer people than we do, and having you there will be of great help to them."

David was a little embarrassed, but he still let Lord Percival go to Gawain's place as planned, which was something he couldn't do otherwise.

Lord Percival nodded dismissively and laughed heartily; it was a trivial matter. He would follow his legion commander's plan and head to Gawain first, which would undoubtedly benefit the overall strategy.

"Then, we'll meet again at the decisive battle. Return to the Glorious Eternal Legion then, and I look forward to your performance, Lord Percival."

After saying this, Davidian gestured for everyone to embark on this expedition. They were going to break the backbone of the alien race completely this time and drive them out of Britain.

The three armies of David, Lancelot, and Gawain left Camelot one after another and headed towards the Saxon tribes they had planned to attack.

Such a large-scale operation could not be concealed, and the Saxons, who were about to be attacked, naturally knew what kind of opponent they were facing. They fought back, but it was all in vain.

The Saxon ambush attempts launched along the way were easily broken by the Glorious Everlasting Legion. Each time, they only needed to pay a small price to directly crush the enemy's defensive lines.

The Glorious Eternal Legion marches toward its goal like a vengeful grim reaper, fearing no enemy whatsoever.

Finally, the decisive battle against the largest Saxon tribe was imminent. The distance between the two sides was no more than two hundred li, which would be a short journey for a fast horse.

The Saxons had already prepared for their migration, but they still had to do everything they could to fight the Glorious Everlasting Legion.

David and Wincenrib held their next battle meeting in the military tent, discussing the upcoming battle.

If the Saxons don't fight, then we'll have to force a siege, which will be a real problem.

Although the walls here are not as good as those in Camelot, the casualties will probably be much greater than before.

"Commander! Commander! A little boy wants to join the army!"

Sven, the company commander of the 10th Reconnaissance Company, rushed into his tent. Davidian looked displeased. He really didn't know what Sven was up to. He was just a kid who had come to join the army. Why not just send him away?

Seeing David's expression, Sven knew exactly what David was thinking. He quickly explained, "It's not that we don't want to get rid of her, it's that we can't! This kid is something else."

"For someone like you to say that you have extraordinary abilities?"

David was stunned. How could a mere child make the battle-hardened 10th Company Commander say such a thing? That's interesting.

He turned to look at Vincenrib, gesturing for the two of them to go and take a look. Vincenrib, of course, did not refuse, and the two of them headed towards the gate of the military camp together.

Upon arriving here, they saw a wary crowd, and the small knight surrounded by them.

"You're right to say he's a child. But isn't he too young? Is he even ten years old?"

Davidian was stunned. A group of people couldn't handle such a tiny child? What were they doing? They were disgracing the Glorious Eternal Legion.

"It's precisely because he's not even ten years old, yet he can hold his own against so many of us, that I came to find you immediately. I also felt that something was wrong."

Sven looked helpless, while David patted Wingelin's shoulder with a wry smile, signaling him to test the waters of that kid. Surely he couldn't possibly drown a great white shark like Wingelin?

Wincinrib nodded, then grabbed the rifle from Vinal, the company commander of the Third Company, and charged directly at the child.

The boy had clearly noticed Vincenrib's charge; he raised his shield and deflected Vincenrib's lance. Vincenrib was taken aback by the counterattack and nearly had a hole pierced through by the brat's ridiculously large lance.

After being dealt with like that, Winnie the Pooh realized just how troublesome this kid was.

He focused his mind and engaged in a one-on-one duel with the brat, but the more he fought, the more frightened he became.

How could such a tiny kid have such good martial arts skills? I can't even defeat him with my skills in such a short time?

David was increasingly alarmed as he watched. Good heavens... this kid really has something; even Winnie the Pooh couldn't take him down for a while.

Wait, something's not right. If this keeps going, it feels like Vincenzo is going to get beaten by this brat.

And David's idea actually came true; a moment later, the brat was now dominating Winncienne. David was truly dumbfounded, and because of this, he had to intervene.

If this fight continues, the brat might get so excited that he might actually stab Winnie the Pooh.

So, fully armed, he stormed into their duel, and Davidian reached out and grabbed the tips of their guns, stopping them from fighting.

If this continues, it will be troublesome to end the conflict.

"Commander Davidian Slererick!" the brat exclaimed joyfully. He had finally met Lord Camelot, the commander of the Legion of Eternal Glory.

Davidian released his hands and looked at the little knight. He raised an eyebrow before saying:

“Child, tell me your name. With your marksmanship, which allows you to hold your own against Winzenrib, you are indeed qualified to join this glorious permanent legion.”

"Gareth, my name is Gareth. Can I really join the First British Glorious Eternal Permanent Legion?"

The child pulled up the visor of his helmet, revealing his innocent face. David looked at the little guy and felt a strange, yet genuine, sense of warmth welling up inside him.

David nodded: "Of course, you fought the regimental standard-bearer one-on-one with five company commanders and me, the regimental commander, in front of them, and the fight ended in a draw."

Although the task of testing new recruits—especially those like you who come to us on their own—is usually assigned to Lord Percival.

But to have fought Winchenrib to this extent, you undoubtedly deserve a place in this glorious, everlasting legion.

Then David turned and walked toward his tent, saying as he went, "Come here, boy. I'll show you around the legion, and then you'll come with me tomorrow."

"Yes!" Gareth shouted happily and then ran to David's side.

Winginrib showed a surprised expression. The legion commander seemed to quite like this kid? He wasn't this happy when Lord Percival joined last time. Truly unexpected…

Chapter 138 The Brave Wolf Cub

Gareth's arrival brought a lot of energy to Davidian's life, and Davidian knew she was actually a girl. This adorable child was truly adorable, and Davidian always felt a strong connection with her.

He meticulously explained each and every city in Dalian to Gareth, from the glorious, eternally-standing legion. Gareth listened intently, memorizing every detail of each city.

Several company commanders who didn't even know who the child was were stunned. It was quite unexpected that a corps commander, who was busy with military affairs, would bring such a child to tour the entire corps. Whose child is this?

"Apart from the 10th Reconnaissance Company, you're not that type of talent, so we won't let you go. The 1st Elite Veteran Company, your current qualifications aren't enough, so that won't work either. You can pick any of the 2nd to 9th Companies."

After showing Gareth all ten cities, Davidian gave her the opportunity to choose freely.

Gareth then said, "But I want to fight directly alongside Lord Davidian."

Davidian paused for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter. This child is so young, yet she's so incredibly charming.

If she grows up, whoever marries her will truly be blessed.

"Really? Hahahaha." After laughing, David said, "Okay, then you can come with me. But I'll be heading straight to the most dangerous front lines. Is that alright? You're still so young, it would be better if you gained more experience."

Gareth raised his head, looked at David with his young face, and said firmly:

"From the moment I arrived here, from the moment I saw you, I resolved to fight alongside you on the battlefield! Please allow me to stay by your side; I will go through fire and water with you, without hesitation!"

Hearing her resolute words, David Ann didn't laugh; instead, his expression turned serious. He couldn't help but ask:

"You're so young, yet you're going to the battlefield with me, even to die with me. Your will is so strong, your martial skills so superb. You're no ordinary knight's child. Whose child are you, really?"

"Reporting to the Legion Commander, I am Morgan Pendragon's daughter! I am the sister of Lord Gawain, Lord Gahoris, and Lord Agguwen!" Gareth stood even straighter, her pride overflowing, but Davidian showed a bitter expression.

"You...you're Morgan's child?" Davidian felt a pang of pain; he adored this child. But she was Morgan's daughter, born to King Roth?

“Exactly. But, Commander, I hold no grudge against you. On the contrary, I respect your character and conduct. That’s why I came here, that’s why I want to join.” Gareth was not joking, and Davidian could tell she wasn’t.

After some deliberation, David finally gave his answer:

"Alright, then tomorrow you'll be by my side, fighting alongside me in this crucial battle. If you survive tomorrow, you'll be my second-in-command. Prove your abilities, prove your bravery, Gareth. Don't let me down!"

"Yes! I will never let you down!" Gareth bowed to David and promised to do his best.

Meanwhile, David shouted loudly at Wincenrib, who had been watching from a distance for a long time:

"Winchenrib! Go and arrange a tent and necessary supplies for her. Consider her part of the legion for now. If she does anything disgraceful tomorrow, throw her off the battlefield, kick her out of the legion, and get the hell out of here."

Winnie the Pooh, who had been suppressing a laugh, immediately responded and ran over to take Gareth away. Only after Gareth was far away did Davidian sigh. That woman, really…

The next day, the Saxons indeed lacked the courage to engage in open battle. Led by Taviz, the commander of the Fourth Raider Company, the entire Fourth Company stormed the city walls and seized control of the city gates.

Davidian then personally led the second and third assault teams into the city, seizing control of the town before the enemy could set it ablaze.