Davidian's Holy Grail War

The purple-haired man, wielding a holy sword, confronted himself, his expression ferocious and violent.

The blonde woman, gripping her sword and kneeling atop a mountain of corpses, wailed, unwilling to accept her fate.

And finally, in the forest, I roar and howl at the sky.

In just that one instant, he saw these fragments of the future, and the sheer volume of information overwhelmed him, making him feel as if he were about to lose consciousness.

But he endured it all, no matter how much darkness, how much bloodshed, how much pain he endured.

Davidian will not yield to these things. Many people have seen countless futures through this sword, but none of them have yielded.

Compared to them, Davidian even felt that he was lucky. How could the end of a mere country be compared to the destruction of the world?

When the demonic boar rose again, Davian was already standing in front of Tonelli. He opened the fantasy book in his hand; now, he finally truly possessed the ability to contend with those extraordinary knights of the future.

[Once upon a time, a divine beast created a dark world.] He closed the book again and placed it on the Dark Sword, not bothering to consider it; he already understood how to use it.

[Evil guidance!]

The sword's built-in driver had torn apart the scabbard Tonelli had woven for him and appeared at his waist. He inserted the fantasy book into the slot, then slammed the button on the driver with the hilt of the sword.

The pages of the fantasy book opened at that moment, and an evil dragon flew out from within!

"Transform!" With a swing of his sword, purple sword energy flew out from the blade and then returned to his body.

[Dark Sword Moonlight! Moonlight! Darkness! Slash! Evil Dragon! Moonlight Translation! The Dark Sword has stolen the light, ruthlessly dominating the Dark Dragon!]

Purple armor now covers his entire body, and the evil dragon on his shoulder confirms his identity. Kamen Rider King Sword, reporting for duty.

The demonic boar that was facing him felt fear at that moment, and it wanted to run away. The beast's instincts told it that if it stayed here, death might befall it.

But Davian wouldn't give it a chance to escape. He took the Book of Evil Dragons from his waist, scanned it with his dark sword, and immediately unleashed his ultimate attack. After transforming, he understood just how much power Davian possessed.

So at this moment, he launched his ultimate attack without hesitation. Mist-like dark energy flew out from the sword and tightly bound the demonic boar, giving it no chance to escape.

The boar's wailing echoed throughout the forest, but Davidian would not give it any chance.

The next moment, he launched his ultimate attack again. David swung his dark sword and unleashed two crescent-shaped purplish-black sword energies. These two crescents merged into a cross-shaped slash wave, instantly killing the demonic boar.

The giant demonic boar was sliced ​​into four pieces by the cross-shaped slash wave. With just two ultimate moves, he solved the problem that he couldn't solve before.

Having dealt with the demonic boar, Davidian didn't hesitate for a moment; he quickly went to check on Tonelli's current condition.

Fortunately, her breathing is still stable. Although she is injured, it is not life-threatening. If we take her to see a doctor and get her rest, she should be fine.

He picked up Toneric and quickly left, temporarily disregarding the boar's corpse. His only concern now was Toneric's safety.

Chapter 13 The Knight of the Lake

"Mmm~" With a soft groan, Toneric woke up. As soon as she turned her head, she saw David, who had jumped up beside her, his face full of joy at seeing Toneric awake.

Tonelli wasn't sure how long she had been unconscious, but judging from the lingering worry on Davidian's face, she must have been unconscious for a long time.

"How are you? How are you feeling? Is there anything else that's bothering you?" David immediately came over to ask about her condition. With his skill level, he could only examine external injuries at most, and there weren't any other doctors in the village who were that good.

Honestly, it's not that I'm complaining, but damn it, after bringing Tonelli to this village to ask if there was a doctor, the people here actually told him to go find the magician in the city of Lentinium...

[I want to go back to the 21st century...] That was probably what he was thinking at the time.

Now, Tonelli closed her eyes, and even David could clearly feel the fluctuations of magic emanating from her.

Then Tonelli stood up and replied, "No problem. As long as you don't die, with my level of magic, even if all the bones in your body are broken, I can put them back together."

She casually mentioned something rather terrifying. But David Ann decided to put those thoughts aside for now; it was good that she was perfectly healthy.

And since she said that, it proves that as long as you don't die, she can definitely save you, so there's even less to worry about.

"So, where are we?" Tonelli asked, curious about what had happened after she fainted and how they were both still alive.

This is incredible. Logically speaking, that demonic boar should have been able to eat them both alive.

"We are now probably in a village in the northern part of the forest. The people here call this village Kane Village. There is a militia here, and quite a few hunters. It is a fairly large village."

David told Tonellico where they were, and Tonellico nodded.

But then she suddenly realized that it must have been at least thirty kilometers, right? Did David Ann carry her, who was unconscious, for thirty kilometers?

"Besides, we encountered that demonic boar yesterday, and you've been unconscious for a whole day. To be honest, if your breathing hadn't been steady, I would have already taken you back to Lentinium."

"What about that demon boar?" Tonelli asked, addressing the question that concerned her most. That creature was practically the lord of the forest's beasts. Solving it with soldiers would require at least several hundred lives.

David opened his mouth slightly, but in the end, he couldn't be bothered to explain.

He walked directly to the door and opened the wooden door.

Then Tonelli saw the pig's trotter roasting over the fire.

Judging from its golden-brown, oily appearance, it's clearly baked to perfection right now.

"It's already been made into roasted and cured meat. The villagers were very happy yesterday, and they dragged the whole demon pig back to process it that day."

Aside from the bones, not a single part was wasted, from the internal organs to the pork. The demonic pig skin is still there, though; after all, there aren't any skilled magicians here who can use something so cursed.

David pointed to the demonic pigskin hanging on a rope in the distance. Not a single villager approached the hide; it was not something an ordinary person could use.

Tonelli couldn't help but widen her eyes as she looked at Davidian, already figuring out how things had turned out this way.

Although there are indeed militia and hunters here, it would be a waste for ordinary people to fight against the demon boars; at best, they would only end up dying together.

Judging from the villagers' happy expressions, that obviously didn't happen. So, after she fainted, Davidian single-handedly killed the demonic boar?

"Hey, David, what brings you out here... Ah, has that lady woken up? Is she alright now?"

A friendly older man saw David and greeted him warmly. He also noticed Tonelli, who had gotten up from the bed, and asked her how she was doing.

"Yes, thank you, Spade. My friend has woken up and is in stable condition. It's good that you provided a place for us to rest; to be honest, I was quite worried."

David responded enthusiastically. At that time, he was running wildly through the forest with Tonelli when they ran into Spade, who was on patrol.

After confirming their condition, Spade immediately had someone take them back to the village while he went to check on the monster boar.

"To be honest, I was quite surprised. That huge demonic boar was neatly cut into four pieces. The cuts were so smooth that it looked like it was cut in one blow. How did you manage to make such a clean cross-shaped cut?"

Spade was still recalling the shock he felt when he saw the monster boar; to be honest, that scene was one he would never forget.

"Ah, I used a little trick. It was really dangerous at the time, and I didn't have time to think about anything else."

David also feigned a headache and casually brushed the matter aside, since there was no need for too many people to know about it.

Spade then asked another question: "Speaking of which, where's your armor? And that uniquely designed helmet? The person who made your helmet must have made a mistake somewhere, right?"

Would someone put a sword blade on the helmet? The dragon shoulder armor is pretty cool, though. But the problem is definitely the helmet! That helmet!

Spade launched into a tirade of criticism about Davian's so-called armor, leaving Davian momentarily speechless.

This enthusiastic older brother is really something. Although I can talk a bit, I really can't handle such enthusiasm.

"Speaking of which, Brother David, your strength is not already comparable to that of Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake in France, is it? To be able to defeat such a huge demon boar, your swordsmanship and the sword in your hand must be no less than that of Lancelot."

Spade suddenly asked this question. There was no knight in Britain who could compare to Lancelot. He was really curious about who was more powerful, David or Lancelot.

Upon hearing the name Lancelot, David frowned. The Knight of the Lake from France? What kind of person is that? Judging from Spade's description, that guy must be quite formidable.

"Could you tell me more about Lancelot, Spade?" David was now filled with curiosity, wanting to know what kind of person Lancelot was and what his story was.

"Of course, come, let's go to the campfire. Today everyone brought back a lot of good wine from Lentinium. Let's use this good wine, along with the perfectly roasted demon pork, to have a good chat about the Knight of the Lake."

Spade led the two to the campfire, where the three of them sat down to enjoy roasted meat and wine, and casually talked about the Knight of the Lake.

Chapter 14 Knight

Lancelot was the son of King Ben and Elena. As an infant, he was abandoned by a lake and raised by the lake nymphs, hence the name Knight of the Lake.

Although he is still young, he has already shown excellent potential and will surely become an outstanding knight in the future.

He was not only brave and strong, but also gentle, generous, devout, and courteous. King Ban and Elena were both amazed by their son's excellence and felt that he would surely usher in a new era.

Just listening to Spade's description, David could imagine the man's excellence. He must be a man worthy of the title of knight, an outstanding person worthy of deep friendship and trust.

"Speaking of which, David, you haven't been knighted by any king yet. But with your strength, if you were willing to pledge allegiance to any king, you would surely be knighted very soon, wouldn't you?"

"With further merit, becoming a lord shouldn't be too difficult. So, now that all the kings are strengthening their power, have you considered which king you'd like to pledge your allegiance to?"

Spade patted David on the shoulder and shared his opinion. After all, from his perspective, David's current strength was more than enough to make him a knight.

Upon hearing his words, Tonelli glanced discreetly at Davidian beside her; she actually knew who this person had been reserved for.

But now she wants to hear his own opinion, even though it's unlikely to change anything. But since she's here, maybe she'll have a chance.

Davidian fell silent, pledging allegiance to Artoria and the future King Arthur. He would fulfill his duty and have Merlin send him back to his own time.

It's a simple matter, but is that really enough? For the past ten or even several decades, has he been fighting to return to his own era?

He suddenly stood up, drew his dark sword, and pointed it at the sky: "For me! There are eight cornerstones to the path of knighthood!"

After saying that, he began to wield his sword, expressing his inner emotions to the fullest. With each swing of the sword, he poured out his inner feelings, which were both his desires and his expectations for his future self.

"First and foremost, it is about upholding the fairness of distinguishing between good and evil!"

He will never stand idly by in the face of evil, nor will he oppress or suppress good deeds; the distinction between good and evil will be firmly engraved in his heart.

"Honesty that is true to the soul!"

He would never deceive others with malicious lies, nor would he ever expose someone's well-intentioned comfort.