Davian Holy Grail War

After walking forward for a long time, he saw the huge forest ahead. Although I don't know exactly where this place is, it would be great if I could meet a hunter or other living person in this forest and ask for directions.

He ate the dry food he had on him as he entered the forest. It must be said that although this season seems to be the harvest time.

But this forest is really quiet, almost without any human voice.

All Davian could hear were birds singing, and occasionally he would see a wild deer or something else flash by in the distance.

He had no intention of chasing those animals. After all, he was not a professional hunter. If he chased them blindly, he would probably just be left with dust.

Occasionally, I would see a group of wyverns flying over my head. Fortunately, I was hidden in the woods and was not discovered by these bloodthirsty monsters.

Otherwise, with his level, if he collided with this kind of social creature, he would probably be torn to pieces, without even a complete corpse.

That would mean he would die before accomplishing his mission. Although he had eaten a lot of the flesh of the wyvern, he did not want to be eaten by the wyvern.

It was at this time that he was certain that his only strength was in swordsmanship. If we really talk about actual combat ability, Merlin and Artorius would probably be able to smash his head with a hammer.

"This place is too dangerous. I want to run away." He smiled helplessly, then scooped up the clean stream water and drank it all. At this moment, there was really no need to worry about any pollution. This clean spring water only had a faint sweetness.

There were also small animals fetching water from the stream not far away. If we ignore the monsters, this place would look like a normal medieval place.

Just as he was wondering when he could get out of the forest, a shout caught his attention.

This was the first time he heard human voices in this big forest, and he wanted to see who the owner of this voice was.

Davian slowly moved towards the source of the sound, where four soldiers in leather armor were chasing a woman in apprentice clothing.

And with Davian's eyesight, he saw another person lying on the ground. The blood had already seeped into the ground, and judging by the amount of bleeding, it was probably too late to save him.

So, should I put myself in trouble? Merlin had told me that those who could afford leather armor and wandered in the forest were basically Saxon soldiers.

This is also the reason why there are few hunters in this forest. If you run into this group of killers like these two unlucky guys, it will be difficult to hunt, let alone save your life.

"Forget it, let's get started. Let's see how good we are. Sooner or later, we'll have to go to the battlefield. It's better to get used to real fighting sooner."

Davian sighed helplessly. In fact, the real reason why he made up his mind to take action was that the woman being chased had golden hair, the same as Artorius.

It’s better to just forget about watching such a person die at the hands of these rude people.

At this time, the woman was also tripped by the protruding rocks on the ground. If no one rescued her, she would die here.

Just as she was looking at the approaching Saxon soldiers in despair, a black sword flashed, and Davian rushed over with all his strength. His first strike directly beheaded a man with one sword.

As everyone was shocked, he swung his sword again and split a man in half.

In an instant, both of them died.

But the remaining two also reacted at this time, swinging their battle axes directly towards Davidian.

But Davian rolled nimbly to avoid the attacks of the two men. This level was far inferior to that of Altoris.

He then went around behind one of them and stabbed him before they could launch a second attack.

Just as the last man's battle axe was about to swing, Davian kicked the corpse on his sword towards the battle axe, then quickly jumped back to avoid the attack.

His battle axe only chopped off the bodies of his companions, and this moment of panic gave Davian the best opportunity.

So the next moment, the golden blade of the Dark Sword slashed across the neck of the last person.

The battle is over.

Chapter 8 Tonellico

After killing four people in an instant, Davian took a deep breath. His physical and mental strength were relaxed at this moment, and he looked at the four bodies on the ground.

He was still a little frightened, perhaps because everything happened too quickly and he hadn't suffered any shock yet.

After receiving Merlin's training, he really had the ability to take the lives of others so casually. However, the voice in his heart still told him that he really killed someone.

But now is not the time to think about these things, he hurriedly started digging the hole with the axes of these men.

They stopped only after digging a pit large enough to bury all four people, and buried all four bodies.

He flushed all the excess soil into the stream, and after everything was done, he went to check on the condition of the blonde woman.

"Are you okay?" Looking at the frightened woman in front of him, Davian sighed. Judging from her appearance, she must be a noble girl who came out to study or travel.

A girl like this, being chased by four strong men for fun, if she were really caught, her fate would probably not be good.

"Thank...thank you!" The other party looked so frightened that it seemed he would not recover for a while.

Davian felt that he sighed more today than in the past three years. It was not a good time to go out. According to the normal plot, it should not be like this.

"You're welcome. After all, I can't save your companions."

The only person Davian could save was the person in front of him, the one who was already lying there. He had just checked the other person's breath and knew that he really could not be saved.

She just shook her head helplessly: "On this island, death is no longer a rare thing. The invasion of the Saxons, the tyranny of Vortigern, maybe death is also a kind of relief."

The helplessness in her words made Davian not know what to say for a moment. He always felt that she was more accustomed to these deaths than he was. Is this the mentality of the people on this island?

"Since you don't care, let me ask you now. Do you know the way? How can I get out of this forest? To put it bluntly... I'm lost."

Davidian told his current situation without hesitation. He wanted to leave the forest and go to the city with people to see the situation.

The blond woman nodded, and Davian was immediately overjoyed. It's easy to say that you know the way. Anyway, I don't have any tasks now. Just let this person float with him. His current mission is to get out of this forest quickly.

"Then please take me out of here. In exchange, I will keep you safe. As you can see, my swordsmanship is pretty good. Most people are no match for me, so protecting you is not a problem."

As soon as Davian made his suggestion, the woman nodded, obviously approving of Davian's skills.

"But before you leave, please do me a favor. She is my companion, and I don't want her to die in the wilderness."

She asked Davian to help her move her companion's body to a tree. Then she performed a magic trick and the body slowly merged into the tree.

This scene stunned Davian. Could magic be used like this? Was this the medieval version of tree burial?

"You can also perform magic?" This sentence almost came out of his mouth. Davian really didn't expect that this young-looking woman could actually perform magic...

Oh, come to think of it, Merlin looks very young too, which is completely different from the description of an old man I had read in books before.

"I know a lot of auxiliary magic, but I'm not good at direct attack. If I knew that, I wouldn't need you to deal with those people just now. She wouldn't have died."

There was still sadness on the girl's face, and this emotion made Davian realize that he shouldn't continue talking about this topic.

"Then we should leave quickly. There might be other Saxon soldiers hanging around here. There's no point in staying here."

If more Saxons entangled her here, Davian himself would be in danger. So she had better leave as soon as possible. There was no point in staying here.

The girl nodded, and the two of them set out on the road to leave the forest. During the casual conversation along the way, the two sides exchanged names.

Davian learned that the girl's name was Tonelico, and that she was actually quite good as a magician. But it was a pity that she had not learned any lethal magic.

But to be honest, when looking at Tonelico, Davian always thinks of Artorius. The two of them look quite similar for some reason.

"Come to think of it, Davian. Why did you embark on this journey? If you want to practice chivalry, you can go to France."

Tonelli asked this question. What is so good about this dark Britain? Except for those who are reluctant to leave their homeland, it would be better to leave here and go to France or Rome.

Davian thought for a moment and removed the ultimate goal of going home. So what he was thinking about now was, Artoris, standing by that man's side and fighting with him. This must be the reason why he is going to tour Britain now, to hone himself and make himself better standing by that person's side.

“Actually, if you really want to say it, I don’t care about chivalry at all.

On the contrary, I think this is a bit pedantic. Fight, win, and survive, that's all I understand about fighting.

It's a simple life-and-death struggle, and the rest has nothing to do with me. The real reason I want to fight now is simply for someone.

If that man wants to save Britain, I don't mind contributing my strength to that end."

After three years of companionship, Artorius has undoubtedly occupied a large position in his heart, more important than Merlin.

Artorius could really be considered his brother. Originally, his personality was a bit withdrawn, but when he saw Artorius, he couldn't help but get close to him.

The other party is truly a natural born king. During the three years that the two sides have been together, Davidian has clearly realized this.

If he were to rule Britain, it might have a bright future. And when everything was stable, he could ask Merlin to send him away.

"Oh? Want to save Britain now? Which king? King Lot of Orkney? King Ullens of Gore? Or King Nantes of Garod?"

Tonellico listed several British kings in one breath, which made Davidian dizzy.

What? How could he be crowned king so easily? Merlin had never told me this. So there were so many kings in Britain?

Seeing Davian's stunned look, Tonelli could only say: "You don't even know this, do you? Where are you a primitive man from?"

"If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known there were so many princes in Britain. I originally thought there was only one Vortigern, but now it seems that this is not a problem that can be solved by a few battles."

Davian now understood how big a hole Merlin had dug for himself. It would take countless years just to pacify the whole of Britain.

"I'm only talking about a few of them. If we really want to talk about the princes with names, there are at least a dozen of them. You don't even know these, and you actually want to save Britain?"

Tonelico was probably looking at an idiot. Although this person had been taught swordsmanship and a lot of knowledge, he probably had no idea about the detailed situation on the island.

Chapter 9 The Current Situation in Britain

Vortigern simply used the power of the Saxons to suppress other kings. In fact, he himself was just one of the kings in the south.

At a time when the Roman Empire no longer protected Britain, he seized this opportunity and wanted to unify the whole of Britain with the help of foreign forces.

Other kings were also constantly rebelling against him, and Vortigern's power was not strong enough to destroy all the princes at once.

Tonelli explained the current situation to him briefly, so that Davian had a general understanding of the current situation. Britain is indeed a mess now. It depends on whether there is a child of destiny to end it all.

"So which king do you serve? Maybe I actually know him?"

Tonellico turned to this question again, but this question left Davian unable to answer.

Now is not the time to raise the flag. The time has not come yet. We have to wait until the day of choosing the king before we can truly begin.

Seeing that Davidian remained silent, Tonelli did not ask any more questions.

The two men strolled out of the forest. It was already night, and it took them a whole day to cross this huge forest.

"This is the fortress city of Lontinium. Uther Pendragon once used this as his capital to govern the entire Britain.

After the battle between Uther and Vortigern, this place was destroyed, and it took more than a decade of restoration to become what it is now."

Tonelli gave Davidian a brief introduction of this place, which is currently the largest fortress city in Britain.

Davian nodded, and the two walked side by side to enter the city. When entering the city, Tonelli gave him a little money as the entrance fee.

This was a common practice and nothing outrageous. After receiving her money, the soldiers let them in. The soldiers here were not so brutal.

Should we say that he is worthy of being Vortigern's own subordinate?

This group of people was not as undisciplined as the Saxons; on the contrary, they were strictly disciplined.

At this moment, Davian realized that in the future war, the real trouble might be Vortigern's own direct subordinates.

After all, those Saxons were mercenaries and could not really work for Vortigern. On the contrary, Vortigern's direct troops, who could defeat King Uther head-on, were much more difficult to deal with.

The two people walked slowly in this brightly lit fortress city. Although it was a huge city, it was lifeless.

There were not many pedestrians on the road, and judging from their hurried appearance, it was obvious that they did not want to stay outside for too long.

Davian and Tonelli found a random hotel to stay in.

Although it was embarrassing that there was only one room left, Tonelli didn't care and said he could share a room with Davian.

Her generosity made Davian feel a little reserved, as he had no experience staying with a woman.

"Don't think that we will only have to deal with Vortigern's direct troops in the future. The Saxons are also a problem. They have been here for too long, and many places have been completely occupied by them, which are equivalent to their homes.

If you want to drive them out, they will fight you even if they have only one soldier left."

Tonelli obviously saw through Davian's thoughts and realized that he was taking things too lightly. Those Saxons could not be defeated easily, and they also had reasons to continue fighting here.

Davidian was not a fool after being reminded by Tonellico. He knew what kind of opponents he would face at that time. After all, this was still an era where survival was more important than anything else.

Today I rob you, tomorrow you rob me, I can kill anyone who is not of my race, even those of my own race. The key is to survive.

"You are quite observant. I think you know everything."

Davian said this with a smile. He didn't feel embarrassed about being seen through. Anyway, he was still learning from everything now, and it seemed that Tonelli was a good teacher.

"Because I also want to defeat Vortigern. We all share the same goal. As long as he is still around, Britain will have no future. So we must defeat him, even if it costs a heavy price."

Tonelico's expression became serious at this time, and her seriousness was actually no less than that of Artorius.

Davian was stunned for a moment. What a joke. He felt that the temperament of this person was even better than that of Altoris. Could it be that he had met someone who was even more outrageous than the material of a king?

He shook his head gently, driving the thought out of his mind.

It’s better not to think about those unnecessary things. It’s Artorius who will draw the sword on the day of the king selection, and it’s his good brother Artorius who will become King Arthur in the future.