Davian Holy Grail War

But is Brother Kai really such a careless person? He rode a horse but forgot to bring his spear?

"Well, after all, the British Legion-style horse-riding warfare has been abolished for a long time. Recently, there are only horses for farming, and there are too few military horses. I didn't teach you how to use a gun because his is the only gun left in our house."

This is how Hector explained it, although Artorius thought the explanation was a bit far-fetched.

"Is it just for that reason? You can make a replica of a gun no matter what you want, right?"

But Hector became serious after hearing her words: "Because it is for you to use, I can't give you something that is crudely made.

It's OK for swords, but if it's a gun, you can't use a replica. That's what the magician said, and it seems to be saying that it's bad to have any bad habits with guns. "

"I won't learn any strange habits..."

Artorius defended herself quietly, but she actually knew what was going on. After three years of practice with Davian, she became more and more comfortable with doing whatever she wanted. As long as she could win, she didn't care.

Then she tied the knight's equipment to the horse and confirmed it with Ector again before setting off: "Just give these to Brother Kai, right?"

"Just give it to him, and today - your work is done." Hector's tone became gentler than ever before. At this moment, he finally couldn't control his heart and revealed his emotions.

There was something that Artorius wanted to say at this moment but in the end he couldn't say it.

She could only lead the horse, suppress her emotions, and slowly leave Hector's house and head towards the town.

After Artorius was gone, Hector slowly closed the door. He sighed and sat down on the chair. It had been eleven years, a full eleven years.

Now the time has finally come to part. He is reluctant to let her go, but there is nothing he can do because the fate of the child is waiting for her.

"Don't sigh, you have done enough. Hector, I sincerely thank you for nurturing her for the past eleven years."

A voice sounded from behind him, but his words did not make Hector feel better.

"What exactly do you want to do to that child?" Ector just asked, a very simple question.

Merlin also responded: "From now on I will just be a witness, because when she draws the sword, my mission will be almost complete.

The rest will be their own story, and I will slowly step off the stage and go behind the scenes.

Her knights are already on their way here, and all possible preparations have been made. The rest is the legend she has created herself."

With that, Merlin disappeared. At least according to Ector's reaction, there was no other person in this room except him.

Merlin had already appeared in the distance of the town. He walked slowly, step by step, towards the place where the knights gathered.

Yesterday, he had already stuck the sword into the rock. She would definitely draw the sword, and he would have to witness it with his own eyes.

"Hurry up, Davian, you will regret it for the rest of your life if you miss this wonderful scene. I have left you enough road signs, I hope you can catch up."

Chapter 50 Choose your destiny

Artorius led her horse towards where all the knights gathered. She already knew what would happen today.

The one who pulls out the sword stuck in the rock will be the King of Britain. She had heard this two or three times and was already feeling helpless.

Young people she knew on the road also talked to her and advised her to try her luck.

After all, the fact that whoever draws the sword becomes the king is a great thing. Even if Artorius is just an apprentice knight, he should give it a try.

The knights who were eager to revive Britain and obtain the throne all rushed to this town after Merlin released the news yesterday.

She saw her sworn brother Kai. After all, he was also the son of the famous Ector in the past. He had the ability and background to challenge the Chosen Sword.

It was just a pity that no matter how hard the knights tried to draw their swords, they all failed. One after another, one after another.

People could only watch with enthusiasm as the knights put their hands on the hilts of their swords with serious expressions, and then watch the knights leave dejectedly, and the cycle continued over and over again.

There were also some people who challenged the knight several times without giving up, or some who could not accept the result and shouted that there must be something wrong with the knight.

No matter how much wealth they had, how many soldiers they had, or what kind of strength they had, it just wouldn't work.

They couldn't pull out the sword, and Artorius knew it clearly in his heart.

People's enthusiasm is exhausted bit by bit, until it finally hits rock bottom.

Is there no knight with the King's Certificate in this country?

Is there no future for Britain?

Speaking of which, is Merlin's prophecy true?

Such questions arise one after another, and everyone is feeling anxious and uneasy about it.

In order to calm everyone's emotions, the knights who had already challenged the chosen sword began to discuss what to do.

The final conclusion is also very simple, just a simple competition of strength, wealth and personnel will be enough. If someone really stands out, let him inherit the former king Uther and let him be the king of all knights.

Those people ignored the chosen sword and began to compete in the most basic combat ability of a knight, which was horse fighting.

And Artorius slowly approached Kai, intending to hand the gun to him as inconspicuously as possible.

"Brother Kai, are you just going to ignore the Chosen Sword?" Artoris couldn't help but ask.

“It doesn’t matter what you do. Since no one can pull it out, it’s just a nuisance.

Next up is the knights' elimination match, it's already been decided, there's no room for an intern like you to interrupt.

It's not bad to end here. There must be a lot of idiots shouting "Hurray!" in their hearts anyway. "

Brother Kai's words were very vicious and correct, but here, he said something against his will.

That is, he actually knew who would draw the sword, but he just didn't want to say it.

"You obviously weren't chosen as the king?"

“We don’t have time to accompany King Uther and Merlin in dreaming about the invisible King’s Proof.

It is much more in line with human nature to judge based on how many subordinates, money, and power one has now.

There is no need for a detached person. If the interests of all parties are consistent, it will be easier to cooperate and it will be simpler to plan anything.

The most important thing is that if anything goes wrong, you can get away with it if you are responsible.

Because no matter who it is, I don’t want to see or be the agent of God who saves everything.”

This is a very obscure admonition. Brother Kai himself doesn't know why he said it. It is obviously just a pungent comment and analysis, but it has a different flavor in the ears of those who are interested.

"Brother Kai, do you think so too?"

"Of course, you should go back to your dad. If others see you, you will be teased again. You should also think about how hard I work to help you out. Listen carefully, this is your first and last chance, so just go home obediently."

After saying this, Kai took the gun from Artorius and headed to the venue for the horse fight. He had said everything he could, and if he said more, someone would be unhappy.

The area around the Chosen Sword suddenly became cold. It was obviously crowded just now, but now she was the only one left.

"No one wants to see it, let alone be..."

Altoris murmured these two sentences and smiled bitterly. She knew that what Kai said was right, and she also knew that people were so fickle, because this was natural.

A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. The one that stands out the most will always suffer the most. It has always been so.

But she was very clear about her origins and her mission.

For the past eleven years, she has been disguising herself as a man, practicing swordplay and studying state affairs since she was old enough to understand, abandoning her human self-emotions.

Of course, all of that was for today, to pull out the King's Sword.

She doesn't even know what her biological parents look like. She is just a prop designed for the goal of becoming an ideal king. This is the most naked fact after peeling away all the disguises.

Although she herself could not feel any of her deceased father's wishes or regrets, after all, Artorius had never seen him, so how could she get these emotions from him?

As for Merlin's teachings, it was difficult for her to feel any special sense of mission or emotion.

In the past eleven years, what has constantly inspired her is the relaxed and happy daily life and conversations with her adoptive father Ector, her adopted brother Kai and her friend Davian, as well as the laughter of the people living in the town.

She thinks such things are a good thing, nothing more. She had never thought about becoming a member of the town and spending her life participating in it. Even if such a wish occasionally appeared in her heart, she would calmly seal it away.

That's because she knew from the bottom of her heart that if she chose that kind of life, she would lose everything.

After all, she is the red dragon of Britain, and a dragon has the responsibilities it should bear.

"Really? It's just that I can't help my bad mouth... But thank you, Brother Kai."

She understood very well, she understood too well the true meaning of Brother Kai's words. But she couldn't, she had something she had to do.

Because she didn't stand up and draw her sword to fight because of her desire to become a king, or because of her responsibility as a king. She just chose to draw her sword at this moment for the sake of people's lives.

Although she understood the king's dignity and other things, she had never considered those things.

Neither her desire to dominate as a human nor her sense of duty as a commander could be a reason for her to fight.

She looked at the human life in the past eleven years, which was all she wished for. And she also believed that the conclusion she came to in these eleven years was correct, and this was her answer.

Therefore, what she pursued was different from what Merlin and King Uther pursued.

This was something that only a few people understood, but among these people, one ran to join the horse battle, and the other - seemed to have not arrived yet.

Chapter 51 Arrival

She quietly placed her hand on the hilt of the sword, and at this moment her heart gradually calmed down.

The noise of the knights fighting in the distance gradually faded away from her, and the world seemed to become peaceful.

This is a feeling of loneliness that would make ordinary people feel very uncomfortable, as if they have been abandoned by the world.

But Altoris has endured this kind of loneliness for eleven years, and she feels that she has become accustomed to it.

So, it doesn’t seem to be that hard…

Only at this moment did she begin to feel the sword; the hilt was surprisingly handy.

Something that had been difficult to handle until now, churning in her body, as if it was about to burst from the inside, was sucked into the sword, and she felt her body becoming lighter and lighter.

Next, as long as she raised her hand, the sword would be drawn out. She was so sure of this, and she really intended to do so.

Just before she raised her hand, an armored hand reached out from the dark space and grabbed her wrist.

She turned her head in surprise and looked at the dark space, and a man wearing armor that she couldn't understand came out from there.

The dark magic dissipated, and she found the person under the armor very familiar to her. They had met in her dreams three years ago.

However, this was the first time they had met in person. Artorius admired his previous achievements, but it was a pity that after Merlin told him that he would choose this side, Artorius never heard any news from him again.

But now he is still here. At the last moment when she was about to draw her sword, he reluctantly arrived. He even used the dark space that he had not completely mastered to arrive at the last moment.

"Don't draw your sword yet. Let me ask you, have you ever thought about your destiny, your end, and what kind of ending will you have?"

Davian asked with trembling lips, he was trying his best to control his emotions and body.

But he was too emotionally excited and too tired at the moment, so he couldn't make himself look better.

Artorius looked at Davian. He looked dusty and haggard. It was obvious that his life had not been going well recently.

But after he learned about the Sword of the Chosen King yesterday, he immediately rushed here and used all his strength to catch up.

“You know, once you pull out this sword, you will never be happy again. You will die more miserably than anyone else and will be hated by everyone.

I know your own experiences won't change your mind, and you don't care about them.

But have you ever thought about it? The ending is not as peaceful as you think, but violent, and the destruction of Britain is far from what you think!

All of Britain will end in war, Artorius, and you will wail the end of Britain amidst a sea of ​​blood and corpses."

The further he spoke, the heavier and more intense his tone became. Artorius knew that what he said was not a lie, and Davian would not test him with boring lies at this time.

He really wanted to give it a try to see if he could stop her from drawing the sword at this moment and prevent her from following the path of her destiny.

Artorius understood Davian's mentality very well at this time. He must have been very conflicted, but he still tried to resist fate at this time.

He didn't want his few good friends in this life to embark on such a destructive path, the end of which was not a peaceful sleep, but painful destruction.

But Artorius just calmly placed his hand on Davian's face, looked at his face more carefully, and then said:

“My dear friend, my dear Davian, it seems that the choice between me and her is really painful to you.

And you've already lost her, so you don't want to lose me.

You saw the ending, you could have chosen to sit back and watch me go to the end of destruction.

But you didn't, you still tried your best to come to me on this day, trying to pull me out of the fate of destruction."

“I…I can’t just watch you go to destruction like that.

Artorius, my dear friend, for her sake I chose to accept your fate.

I…I just feel deep shame at this moment.”