Davian Holy Grail War

Isn't that the case with pan-human history? Her happy childhood determined her reason for fighting, and after that, she continued to travel and fight until they built the chalk city of Camelot.

And the final destruction was unimaginable: the death of Davian, the annihilation of the First Legion, the Battle of Camlan, and the death of Altria.

The only difference is that Morgan here survived and chose to rise up after experiencing such devastation, even though she knew many things were wrong, she continued to do them just for the Britain she wanted.

The two are so similar, which was something Davian, who was in the game before, could not have imagined. Now that Altria has awakened him, this is really a replica of Britain in pan-human history.

“It’s really hard to imagine… After all these long years, we realized that we haven’t escaped from this cycle of reincarnation at all.

It’s just that the invasion of foreign races has become a regular disaster, the barren island has become a gathering place for the dead, and the people tortured by the island have become goblins that may go berserk at any time.”

Davian couldn't help but sigh that this was fate, a fate that no one born in Britain could escape, no matter if they were heroes or witches.

"This past experience has made me completely understand that although we are incompatible, you and I can only deny each other.

But you have come back from the end and have been protecting Britain, and I should pay you respect for that. Even if others cannot understand, you love Britain more than anyone else, even me."

Altria raised her teacup to show respect to Morgan with an absolutely calm face, and her words were very clear.

Morgan also raised her teacup in return of the same respect. She had once wanted to take the ideal path but had failed. However, the person in front of her was exactly the end of her path.

"Yes, we are incompatible and can only deny each other. But I also give you my respect, the king of ideals, worthy of the Lord of Camelot's lifelong loyalty and entrusting his life to you."

Altria heard the slight hint of jealousy in her words, which made her laugh. It was beyond her expectation that this person had such a lovely side.

Thinking of this, she looked directly at Davian next to her. At this moment, Davian wisely chose to play ostrich and continue to drink tea.

Morgan's true nature is still that of the little witch from the Rain Clan. He has always been very clear about this, but he never says it.

Seeing that Davian chose to play dead at this time, Altria smiled and said to Morgan: "Isn't he really devoted himself to you? I don't think so. He was even willing to draw his sword against me for you."

Hearing this, Morgan was stunned, and then she turned to look at Davian like lightning. Davian continued to play dead at this time, and refused to speak anyway. He would never dare to speak now.

“His affection for you is no joke, it’s just that he prefers to do it directly rather than talk, Davian has always been like this.

Queen Morgan le Fay, there is nothing wrong with your desire; it is your path that is wrong.

Davian knows all this, but he is still willing to fight for you until this moment. There is no need to say more about his inner thoughts. "

Morgan felt relieved at this moment. She finally understood her position in Davian's heart. Davian had already placed her there. In Davian's heart, she was no worse than Altria.

It's just that Davian is not good at speaking, and he doesn't make his words so clear. So Morgan has some misunderstandings, but now with Altria's help, she finally understands it.

So she kissed Davian hard in front of Artoria, and Artoria choked on the black tea she had just drunk.

Is Morgan from the Lostbelt so bold and unrestrained? This is even more outrageous than her sister.

Chapter 393 Sophistry

[So I was the one left behind in the end? This is hard to imagine. I really shouldn’t have just stood by and watched. ]

This time, Morgan's voice not only appeared in the ears of Davian and Morgan, but even Altria heard it.

She was too lazy to complain, and sure enough, she kept pestering Davian.

With my sister's personality, there is no way she would let Davian go. If it weren't for her help, Morgan in the Lostbelt would never have been able to summon Davian.

"I don't even know what to say when I hear your voice. I can only say that no matter how many years have passed, you are still the same."

Altria could only give such an answer. Unlike Morgan in the Lostbelt, this person in pan-human history brought her and Davian too many terrible memories.

If it weren't for the blood relationship and complicated fate between the two, Altria might have really stabbed him.

[My sister, I am surprised that you seem to think highly of me in the Lostbelt. This makes me sad, since we are blood relatives, aren't we?]

There was some so-called sadness in her tone, but Davian and Altria knew she was pretending. Lancelot had suffered this loss before and was badly cheated.

Morgan in the Lostbelt is a little witch, then the one in pan-human history is definitely a big witch.

It was no joke that Davian was betrayed so badly by her in the end, and the final collapse of Camelot was all Morgan's doing.

Who among the people present could outsmart her in terms of scheming? Davian's life was completely ruined by her.

"Although we are blood relatives, you have put so many obstacles in our way that I can't even remember them all. Davian's life... shouldn't have been like that."

Altria lamented their past, but even at this moment she behaved so noblely.

She was not angry about her own experience, but she was sad for Davian's past. His life should not be so broken, at least it should be better than hers.

[It's just the fate of a hero. If he was happy, he would be just like those other useless kings... For example, Roth, who would just leave a name in history and end up like that. Where would there be a chapter for him? Besides, if I really want to say it, I didn't do much, right?]

Morgan of Panhuman History began to make random excuses, which gave Altria a headache. She was no match for Morgan in terms of talking, and her character was more upright.

However, this time Davian was no longer silent. He said in a deep voice, "Don't keep making things difficult for her. It's obviously a thing of the past. It's enough for you and me to understand what happened between us."

His tone was very firm, which was a rare time for him to show such an attitude in front of Morgan of Panhuman History. And she chose to obey this time and didn't say anything more.

Altria was very surprised by this fact. Could it be that Davian had always been the one with the upper hand?

"Let's get back to the Lostbelt, Morgan Le Fay. I'm sure you're well aware of the current situation, and I can't back down on this one point. I'm here to help them in Panhuman History, and to end Davian's mission this time."

Morgan took a sip of black tea and began to talk about the current situation. The lords of various places had ill intentions and might not be of any help to her cause. The naive Noknarei also wanted to raise an army to force her to abdicate and take her place. Chaldea and Caster were also accumulating strength.

It seems that her fairy kingdom is already in danger of collapse at any time, but she actually always knows that she has an invincible trump card in her hand.

It's just that the time has not come yet. She wants to wait until all the rebellious forces jump out and then wipe them out in one fell swoop.

It was true that Davian had something hidden in his hand, and so did she. To her, the current situation was just a minor matter.

Seeing her relaxed expression, Artoria understood how powerful the trump card in her hand was. At this moment, she could only sigh helplessly, wishing Merlin was here at this moment.

He is a good hand at dealing with Morgan, but unfortunately Morgan knows who he should deal with first, and Merlin can't enter this loss belt at all.

Likewise, Altria was curious about what the trump card in Davian's hand that Morgan had just mentioned was.

Like Morgan, she also knows Davidian inside and out. The Holy Sword, the Legion, and the Light of Miracles should be Davidian's reliance for security. Besides that, what else can he have?

However, Davian responded with a subtle smile, saying that he did hold an unimaginable trump card.

However, that power cannot be used against the people of Chaldea. That power can only be used to fight against a crisis that could destroy the world.

After hearing Davian's explanation, Altria felt relieved.

He never jokes or lies about this, and Altria likes this about him. Compared to Lancelot or Tristan, Davian is as steady as a rock.

"I understand. Then attack with all your strength. I will fight you. This is very interesting. In the contest between King Arthur and the Queen of Winter, it was actually the Lord of Camelot who acted as the vanguard of the Queen of Winter. It seems that this time, it will be difficult for me to maintain my undefeated myth."

Altria's expression returned to her god-of-war look. Although she won her whole life but lost Britain, she was never the kind of person who gave up easily.

"But I didn't expect that you couldn't even activate the Light of Miracle. Have you neglected to exercise in Britain or have you become lazy? It's unlike you to fall to such a state."

Altria also began to tease Davian's weakness. As King Arthur, wouldn't she know why Davian couldn't open the Light of Miracles now? But it was a rare opportunity, and if she didn't make some jokes, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

"Stop talking, stop talking... I know I was wrong."

Davyian covered his face, feeling really ashamed. After all, Miracle Light was his signature skill. It was really embarrassing that he ended up in such a state where he couldn't even use Miracle Light.

It’s a good thing that the person in front of me is my king. If Gilgamesh were here, he would probably laugh so hard that his abdominal muscles would hurt.

Morgan also sighed and took the blame on herself. She did a bad job in this matter. If she had expressed her meaning in a different way at the beginning, she would not have planted such a thorn in Davian's heart.

Obviously, at that time, as long as she expressed her meaning and stated her request clearly, Davian would never refuse her given his personality.

But because I was in the most discouraged state at that time, I messed up the matter.

As a result, Davian's strength is now unable to break through the upper limit and can only be stuck here. This is her own problem.

At this moment, the sound of the pilgrimage bell rang out. When Artoria heard the bell, a rare look of sadness appeared on her face.

The sound of the bell had brought the past events to her ears, and combined with the fact that she could not use the holy sword in this Lostbelt...

She had already guessed what happened in the beginning. As expected, fairies were prone to doing bad things.

Chapter 394 Frankness

"But Murray is really bold. You're here and you dare to open the bell hall to let Custer ring the bell."

Davian couldn't help laughing, these fairies are all like this. In general, they are speechless, the type who eats with a bowl in hand and curses when they put down their chopsticks.

"It's just trivial matters, nothing to worry about."

Morgan took a sip of tea and talked about what was happening now. It was only the third bell. This was only half of the first pilgrimage. It was nothing at this level.

When Altria saw how these two people were at ease, she realized how difficult the road ahead for Ritsuka and the others was. The decisive battle in Britain would probably be quite difficult, but this was something that could not be changed.

"Then I will leave. I am afraid this will be the last night of peace between us. From now on, we will only deny each other."

Altria stood up, and Morgan did not stop her. Just let her go, after all, he was also graceful. There was no need to fight with the King of Ideals here, that would be too stupid.

"Goodbye, my king. May you and I both get the ending we deserve at the end of this journey." Davian bowed his head to her, a move that made Morgan secretly kick him under the table.

"Davian, just do what you should do." After leaving these words, Altria walked out of the reception room. She also had her own things to do now.

Davian also stood up and returned to Camelot with Morgan. The matter here was over. If Altria hadn't come, they would have returned to Camelot long ago.

As soon as they returned to Camelot's dormitory, Morgan had already pounced on Davian. At this moment, her passion could melt even steel, and Davian melted little by little under her flames like burning ice.

"What's wrong? Why is it so sudden?" He asked during the break, but Morgan did not answer.

Davian didn't ask any more questions, because he probably understood why Morgan was so enthusiastic. She got the answer from Altria, which made up for the regret in her heart.

So Davian responded with all his enthusiasm. Anyway, there was not much time left until the end, so why not turn into a beast at this moment?

Let’s not talk about the two people who are fighting fiercely at this moment, and turn our attention back to Gloucester.

Altria had also returned to the front of the crowd. She was worried that these people had not left, so she walked around the ballroom a few more times. She only came out after confirming everything, which delayed her a little.

Seeing that Altria was safe and sound, Oberon smiled and said to everyone, "Ahaha~ Even Altria has come out. It seems that she didn't encounter any trouble. That's great~ Let's leave Gloucester. Percival is still waiting for us."

After saying this, he raised his hand, which was a bag of carrots and other small gifts. This was a consolation for Redla Bit, who was very innocent at heart.

He has been waiting for so long, so it is only right to give him a gift to ease his depressed mood.

"Not bad, you are very considerate of others. It would be great if someone could learn from Oberon's thoughtful side." Muramasa took this opportunity to tease Caster, but this time Caster didn't even have a look of shame.

She just silently raised the Staff of Selection in her hand, and it looked like she was ready to hit Muramasa on the head with one blow.

Ritsuka was so scared that he quickly stood between the two of them. At this time, Da Vinci mentioned that since it was a gift, should he go and see the fairies who gave gifts to Custer last time?

After all, Custer is like this now, so no one will doubt him if he says he is the son of prophecy.

"Eh? Going to meet the fairies at that time?" Caster was stunned. Seeing her like this, Lixiang immediately came out to help him out.

"It's already so late at night. I'll go meet them and thank them next time I have the chance. Anyway, as long as we are still in Gloucester, it doesn't matter when we meet."

Hearing what Li Xiang said, Custer also said that he had nothing now. It would not be good to go like this, so he should wait until next time and bring a lot of gifts to visit them.

"Okay~ Then time is money, we still have to discuss future strategies!" Oberon urged everyone to leave quickly, but Ritsuka was not so easily fooled this time.

He deliberately slowed down his pace, and while Habertlot and Gareth were distracting Caster, he went to the end of the team. Oberon always did this, he would always slow down and stay at the end of the team.

"Hmm? Why are you here, Ritsuka~Did you forget something? Or do you want to buy some Fairy brand black tea?"

Oberon looked at Lixiang who came to his side and said some nonsense. In fact, he could guess in his heart what Lixiang wanted to say here.

"Not only is it a special summoning formation, we even went to Edinburgh in the north and persuaded Noknalei to come here day and night for a joint operation.

This all happened too fast. That was Morgan's magic circle, not to mention that it took two thousand years. How did you manage to repair and extract it so quickly by yourself?"

Li Xiang's expression was serious, which made Oberon realize that this time he could not just make up a lie and brush the matter off as he usually did.

He must tell the truth today, otherwise he will lose the trust that he has worked so hard to build with Ritsuka.

So he showed a helpless expression and began to explain: "You are indeed very sensitive to dangerous auras and your intuition is very accurate. Or is it because you have experienced so many things that you instinctively doubt everyone around you?

Well, there’s no point in hiding this from you, and you’ve probably already noticed it, so I’ll just tell you straight out.

I asked Gao Yanskaya to help. Although I was the one who found the summoning circle, she was actually the one who did the crossing of the sea before that and the repair and extraction afterwards.

Although she is a terrifying monster, she is also a nuisance that is comparable to Morgan. "

Li Xiang could only sigh. He said that Gao Yanskaya was like poison mixed with honey. The more he used her, the harder it was to get rid of her. After all, he had seen a real example before. The new director was deceived too badly.

"Yes, that's true. But since I'm the one using it, not you, it doesn't matter. The magic circle is only used for summoning, and I'm the one who paid the price.

That's enough for now, you don't need to bother with her any more. And the fact is just as I thought, relying on King Arthur, we did defeat Woodworth.

Percival was a good warrior, but he often mistakenly thought that others could be as good as he was. It was because he loved the members of the Round Table that he overestimated them.

This was fine in the past and was a good thing. Although it was Percival's shortcoming, it was also the Round Table's advantage.

But this time it won't work. Facing the combined forces of Bogzat and Woodworth, and even Davian's support, the Round Table Army will just die, so we must get a powerful force that no one can expect.

Therefore, I can only carry out this kind of secret work, which does not exist in the fairy country and is an extraordinary support that none of the three of them could have imagined."