Davian Holy Grail War

"Did you see that too? I thought I was the only one who noticed."

King Ban held Elena's hands with both of his own, and used the warmth of his palms to gradually calm Elena down.

Elena is worthy of being a princess. She noticed the same things that King Ban noticed.

Elena nodded slightly: "I thought that the blonde girl was pure and innocent. But the hatred and hatred she revealed just now far exceeded anyone I have ever seen in my life.

I can sense that she hates not Davian, but the man Davian is talking about. My husband, should we tell Davian about this?"

"We only noticed it in such a short time. Davian has been with her for such a long time, it is impossible for him not to know about this. Oh, forget it. They are young people, and they have their own way of doing things. We old antiques will be eliminated by time sooner or later."

Ban Wang couldn't help sighing. As he got older and his physical strength declined, he became more and more aware of his own inability to do things.

He wasn't even over fifty, but he already felt old.

Elena was also worried about him, if Lancelot hadn't grown up rapidly in recent years and shared a lot of pressure. I'm afraid that the current class king has a head full of gray hair. This chaotic era has not given any of them a chance to breathe.

Unfortunately, Davian did know that Tonellico and Artoris were not easy to deal with. But he never imagined how much Tonelli hated Artoris, which also laid deep hidden dangers for the future.

Chapter 38 The future of the humble king

"Thank you very much for helping us, Davian. Although my father has already expressed his gratitude to you, I am also deeply grateful to you on a personal level."

After leaving the palace, Lancelot once again expressed his gratitude to Davian. He was thankful that he was willing to stay and give Benwick enough help at this time.

"Please don't be like this, Sir Lancelot. We are friends, aren't we? If I don't help my friends when they are in trouble, I will be ashamed of such behavior in the future."

Davidian smiled and signaled Lancelot to take it to heart. In the future, they would have to support each other in many ways, and this was just the beginning.

Lancelot looked at Davian, the two looked at each other, and they could feel the sincerity in each other's eyes. Lancelot felt happy and touched that he had such a friend. He was definitely a comrade worth trusting behind him.

Then Lancelot took the two of them to play happily in Wick, in the calm before the war. Of course they have to enjoy everything.

At this moment, in Britain, in the palace of Lontinium, Vortigern was looking coldly at the shivering people below.

These people were the officials who were in charge of going out to search for the person who would choose the Sword of the King. Unfortunately, no matter how hard they searched, they would not find any information at all.

Merlin understood the true meaning of hiding very well. Anyone who stood out too much would be discovered at a glance, so he hid Artorius very well among the crowd, just like a drop of water dissolving in the ocean.

Vortigern waved his hand indifferently. Just when these people were about to say something in horror, their bodies quickly turned into a ball of dark energy and entered Vortigern's body.

Vortigern felt a little more magic power filling his body and wondered what to do next.

"Your Majesty... don't be too hasty. I understand your desire to wipe out the root of the problem before it grows strong, but Merlin's methods are too clever. Even I can't be sure where your great enemy, the Red Dragon of Britain, is."

The hunched old man slowly walked out from the shadows nearby. It was he who had used magic to transform those people into pure magic power and transferred it into Vortigern's body.

"Anagomas... time is running out. That day is getting closer and closer. My strength is indeed growing stronger, but Merlin's preparations for that man will also become more and more sufficient.

It’s not that I don’t have confidence in myself. But if I can achieve the best results with the simplest method, I will try my best.”

Vortigern felt the pulse of his body, felt the magic flowing through every part of his body, taking him further into the realm of the inhuman. He had gone too far on this path, there was no turning back.

Anagumas laughed grimly: “I have served you for thirty-two years and told you that Britain has lost its future.

After knowing these things, you also told me all your thoughts and gave me the right to choose. I made the choice and tried my best for your idea. The rest is up to fate. "

Although it is a crazy and cruel idea, magicians have fundamentally different values ​​from ordinary people.

Anagumas, who heard Vortigern's idea at that time, did his best to strengthen Vortigern, and then joined forces with the drifting Saxons to successfully defeat Uther Pendragon.

He made Vortigern the most powerful king on the island, but unfortunately there was not enough time to completely suppress the whole of Britain. Otherwise, Vortigern's long-cherished wish would have been fulfilled long ago.

Vortigern knew that the fact that Merlin, who could see more of the future, did not stand on his side indicated the direction of future events.

But he was unwilling to give up. No matter how cruel and evil he was, he would use his own way to achieve his long-cherished wish. Since Britain had no future, he would let everything go in the direction he wanted.

Of course, no matter how much he planned, no matter how powerful he got, it was impossible for all of this to escape Merlin's eyes, and even if Londinium had the most powerful magic to prevent others from spying on him, it was useless.

After all, Anagumas was a very good magician, and he could even be ranked third on the island. But he was just a mortal after all, and magic was something that, even if it was just a little bit off, would often lead to a complete failure.

"Hahahaha, how scary, how scary. If he caught Altria now, I'm afraid he would have to cut her into pieces and scatter her bones to ashes to dispel the hatred in his heart.

Poor Vortigern, even if he tried his best to fight against the visible fate, many things were often already determined. "

Merlin sat cross-legged on a large rock, supporting his head with one hand, letting the refreshing forest breeze blow his long white hair.

He has been very busy recently, and this is a rare daytime break. If Davian was still in Britain before, he would probably be much busier than he is now.

After all, Merlin had been to many places before Davian arrived and had greeted them in advance. Of course, this was all done without Davian and Tonelli knowing.

"But in order to have more leisure time in the future, it is necessary to be busy now, don't you think? Casey Paluge.

After all, that day is getting closer day by day, and everyone is waiting for that day. Oh, I am so looking forward to it, I really look forward to Altria pulling out that sword and starting her legend. "

Merlin smiled and teased Casey Palug on his shoulder, and while teasing he spoke out all his thoughts, after all, he had no one else to talk to.

“Fufu ...

Kathy Palug wanted to kick Merlin, but it decided not to. After all, its ideas were different from Merlin's, and it was more willing to believe that Altria could do much better than they thought.

Merlin laughed loudly after understanding Kathy Palug's cry:

"Hahahahaha! I'm really sorry to hear you say that, but after all, I'm not a complete human being. In this Britain, no, in the whole world.

I am the only magician of the Kamasutra, Merlin! Witnessing these beautiful stories is the meaning of my existence.

That will never change, and her story brings me great joy, there is no doubt about that.”

“Fufufufufufufufufufu (You may feel proud now, but you will definitely regret it later).”

Fufu turned her head away and ignored Merlin. This bastard will definitely regret it later. After all, even if he had clairvoyance that could see through everything now, it would definitely not be able to see through people's hearts.

Chapter 39 A little scared

King Claudes rode a war horse at the front of the team. He was high-spirited and in high spirits, and his condition was as good as ever.

In fact, he had no hatred towards the Kingdom of Benwick or King Ban.

King Claudes only acted out of his desire for conquest: more territory, greater prestige, stronger military, everything he worked for was for these.

More than a year had passed since the last war, and his army had been expanded in size. Benwick would definitely not be his opponent this time.

This was not his first attack on the Kingdom of Benwick, but he believed it would be his last.

He was very confident that he could capture the Kingdom of Benwick this time. The previous consecutive battles had completely weakened Benwick's military strength. So what even if there were the Knights of the Lake?

How could the force of a single person affect the entire war? Facing his tens of thousands of troops, even Lancelot was just a drop in the bucket.

"King, we will reach the border of Benwick in half a day's march. Should we continue on, or should we rest and set off again?"

His general, Charles, rode up to him and respectfully asked the king for advice.

King Claudes rubbed his beautifully trimmed beard, looking thoughtful, and then said:

"Send out the scouts, and then rest here. King Ban and Lancelot are not easy to deal with. With tens of thousands of us coming here, they must be well prepared.

There is no need to use a tired army to fight them head-on. We can just rest here and defeat them squarely."

"Yes!" Charles immediately went to arrange the camp's garrison and patrolling sentries. He respected King Claudes very much. The king was known for his steady and cautious military operations, and it would be difficult to capture them by surprise.

King Claudes was also looking at the Benwick area in the distance, after defeating King Ban and taking over the entire Benwick.

The next one is Basil of Gaul, but I heard that guy is a vulgar man. I'm afraid he will surrender immediately after hearing that Benwick was defeated by him.

While King Claudes was resting on the spot, Davian and Lancelot had also arrived at the military camp.

After playing in Benwick for five days and coming to this military camp, he finally understood why King Ben asked for his help. Benwick's army only had more than 15,000 people, while King Claudes had twice as many people. This would probably be a very difficult battle and a very troublesome matter.

But since you have agreed, there is no reason to run away. It is also a good thing to adapt to the real battlefield here in advance. I am afraid that I will have to walk through many battlefields in Britain in the future.

Lancelot had already begun to arrange the specific battle deployment. I could only listen from the side. After all, if I spoke nonsense at this time without any combat experience, it would be completely nonsense.

However, this is also a good learning opportunity for him. Lancelot really has his own experience and ideas about the deployment of battle. He silently wrote these things down, which will definitely be helpful to his future self.

The generals who obeyed the deployment here all looked convinced of Lancelot. After all, this prince had led them to repel King Claudes' invasion many times.

They believe that this time, they can definitely do the same thing again.

After the deployment was over and everyone dispersed, Lancelot came over and said to Davian: "Are you curious that I didn't mention your name just now?"

"No way. You must have given me the most annoying task, right? It shows on your face."

Davian responded with a smile, and Lancelot's expression at this moment was so easy to understand.

After hearing his words, Lancelot began to scratch his hair in embarrassment, but he then calmed down and said solemnly:

"Well, I have indeed assigned you the most troublesome task. I have assigned you a team of 500 people. If you can seize the opportunity, you will be responsible for the key assault mission and break the opponent's momentum. As long as you can create a wave of opportunities, I will immediately lead all the remaining people to maximize the results of the battle."

"I see~ Suicide Squad, you really think highly of me."

After saying that, Davidian whistled to indicate that he had accepted the task, which was indeed the most suitable one for him.

After all, Lancelot knew that although Davian was a very capable person, he had no experience in leading an army. He was a warrior, but not yet a general.

But then Lancelot said: "But if we fail before that opportunity comes... the task of being the queen will be left to you. Is that okay?"

Regardless of winning or losing, Lancelot has already put all the most dangerous tasks on Davian.

To be honest, Lancelot felt embarrassed for asking his friend to undertake such a dangerous mission.

You know, in a battlefield like this, once he is surrounded, he himself has no guarantee of leaving the battlefield alive.

Davian shrugged, indicating that it didn't matter. Anyway, the greater the favor he was doing now, the more the Benwick Kingdom would have to pay in the future to repay the favor, which might be a good thing for him.

Although the immediate goal is to go to the battlefield first and then try to survive. If I die here, everything will be over.

He walked out of the largest military tent of the generals' council and went to find Tonellico. After searching for a while, I found her looking into the distance at the gate of the camp.

"What's wrong? You've been looking into the distance here." Davian came to her side and stood with her looking into the distance.

"King Claudes' army is right there, half a day's journey from here. They have stopped now, and are repairing and resupplying."

She pointed her finger in a direction and sensed the vibrations in the ground through magic. She could easily feel the specific deployment of King Claudes' army. She believed that tomorrow would be a tough battle.

Davian nodded and responded, "Yes, I know. Lancelot's scouts have already met the scouts over there. Both sides were very restrained and no small-scale battle occurred.

Obviously, the other side also hopes that tomorrow's battle can be decisive. After all, Benwick has already used all his strength. As long as he defeats these 15,000 people here, the other side can ravage the kingdom at will. "

“Will you be scared and nervous?”

Tonelli suddenly laughed and teased him. In fact, she knew very well that according to Davian's attitude, he would probably not have any negative feelings about tomorrow's battle.

"I'm not nervous, but I'm a little scared. Because if I die, I'll never see you again."

Davian suddenly said this, which surprised Tonelli. How could he say such a bold thing?

But it was because Davian said this that she finally understood, although Davian was not nervous, nor was he afraid of tomorrow's battle.

But in fact, he himself didn't know the outcome of the war, and he had no idea whether he would come back alive.

Chapter 40 Show you the future

"Well, if you were dead I'd be free. What's Benwick got to do with me? I'll go straight back to Orkney."

She turned her head away and pretended not to care, but Davian glanced at her clenched fists and smiled.

He reached out and grabbed Tonellico's hand, and said to her sincerely: "Well, so I will definitely come back alive. In order to see you again, I will definitely do it."

Davian could feel Tonelliko loosen his fist and hold his hand, the two of them interlocked their fingers and felt the warmth from each other's palms.

At this moment, Davidian really wanted to abandon those so-called vows, and even the idea of ​​going home, and just keep this moment forever.

The two of them didn't say another word, but they seemed to have said everything. They seemed to feel each other's heart and understand what the other was thinking.

"Be sure to come back. I'll wait for you." Tonelliko finally turned her head, and her eyes met Davian's completely.

At this moment, she could fully feel Davian's sincere feelings, although he hadn't said it clearly yet. But she could already sense that Davian's heart was more inclined towards her.

Merlin, who was peeping, had already jumped up. He walked around the boulder and sighed:

"Oh no, no, Davian is really going to be completely defeated now. Oh my, I think I had too much confidence in him.

If he were to become Tonelico's slave and use the skills I taught him against Altria, the situation would get completely out of control."

“Fufufufufu, Fufufufufufu (You deserve it. Who told you to not care about anything)!”

Fufu called out, then curled up and took a nap. He didn't bother to care about this guy. Whatever retribution Merlin suffered, it must have been his own fault. There was no need to sympathize with him.

But in the end, Merlin sat back on the boulder and began to talk to himself slowly:

"But if I come out and act like a bad guy right now, I'm afraid it won't work. Davian, don't forget what you should do. Don't really not care about anything just because of the woman in front of you."