Davian Holy Grail War

Bedivere was also worried at first, but when he saw Altria's smile.

Somehow, the worry in his heart disappeared. If the king wasn't nervous, then why should he be nervous?

"Come on! Gao Wenqing! Look, you can't even touch the corner of Davian's clothes. Try harder~" Merlin pulled Kai aside to add fuel to the fire.

Kai looked at him with disgust, then distanced himself from him. He didn't want to come in the first place, he didn't want to see any bloodshed on either side. In the end, Merlin still forced him to come over, which was annoying.

Gawain ignored Merlin, after all, they all knew Merlin's character. But now he always felt that he was almost defeated by Davian, but just this little bit, he just couldn't overwhelm Davian in front of him.

Davian used his sword skills to form his own line of defense, and he used his strength as a hammer to bombard this line of defense. It was obviously shaky, but he refused to fall.

Davian was really struggling. He could fight Gawain head-on when he transformed. But now that he had lost the holy sword, he realized how exaggerated Gawain's physical fitness was.

Good man, Lancelot is a little worse than Gawain in this aspect. He has been defending for so long, ordinary people would have been tired long ago. But Gawain in front of him didn't look tired at all, it was too outrageous.

However, he was almost used to Gawain's attacks. He had a good idea of ​​how to counterattack in a way that would save his energy and make him feel most relaxed.

So Davian held the sword with both hands and fought back fiercely, forcing Gawain to retreat. Gawain showed an expression of disbelief at this time. After fighting to this extent, Davian actually still had the strength to fight back?

Then came Davian's counterattack. His swordsmanship and speed overwhelmed Gawain's strength and heaviness. Even if Gawain occasionally counterattacked, he would be left empty-handed. Davian held the sword and pressed Gawain swiftly, forcing him to switch from offense to defense.

At this time, Gawain's momentum was finally suppressed. When he could only defend himself, he could feel the loss of his strength. In short, the breath that supported his attack was dispersed by Davian.

Gawain was now in an awkward situation. Davian's attack came too fast and he had no way to fight back. He could only defend passively.

Now he was like a mountain, blocking Davian's attack, not letting Davian attack him. Although the two people's defense methods were completely different, the effect they wanted to achieve at this moment was similar.

The next moment, the swords of both sides collided violently. Davian exerted his strength to overwhelm Gawain's sword, and then hit Gawain's heart with his elbow.

Although Gawain's elbow was in great pain because he was wearing armor, he was hit directly in the heart by such an elbow, and Gawain couldn't catch his breath.

Davian took this opportunity to successfully suppress Gawain, and then when Gawain tried to gain distance and readjust his state, he suddenly punched Gawain's wrist, causing him to relax the strength in his hand.

Then Davian swung his sword with all his strength. Even if Gawain used his own sword to block, it was of no avail. His injured wrist was unable to exert any strength to support Davian's attack.

And then, the long sword in his hand was knocked away by Davian.

At this point, the outcome has been decided.

Chapter 105 Wait Until the Day When the Dream Comes True

"I lost, take my life." Gawain looked at his empty hands and could only lament like this in the end.

Davian shook his head and said, "So what if I kill you today?

This is meaningless, it will only make Gaheris, Agrawien and others more sad, and make my king more distressed.

Gao Wenqing, I don't kill people just for the sake of killing. Isn't that contrary to the king's ideals? "

Davian's words were sincere. After all, he didn't kill King Lot out of hatred. To be honest, he had no reason to hate King Lot.

From King Lot's perspective, what he did was normal. Davian had to do it because he had no choice but to kill King Lot himself. If he didn't do it, he would not be able to seize the future of Britain.

“Admittedly, it is perfectly reasonable for me to kill and then be killed.

But before my death comes, I will fight for my king's ideals until the last moment. That's why I defeated you in this duel.

Now my life cannot be lost in this kind of battle. I hope you can understand that this waste of life is unforgivable.

I also hope that you can use your life for something more valuable."

Davian's words expressed many of his own thoughts, and he hoped that Gawain would understand.

"So please put aside your hatred for now. When the day comes when my king's ideal is fulfilled, I will give you as many lives as you want. But before that, please fight side by side with me and my king."

Davian stretched out his hand, and what he said was very clear, to put aside the hatred temporarily, just for the sake of my king's great wish.

Gawain was deeply shaken at this moment, and he could certainly tell whether Davian was speaking sincerely or just lying to paralyze him.

At this moment, Gawain could not sense any falsehood at all, he could only feel the sincerity in Davian's words. He was not doing this for himself, but for King Arthur's great wish.

"Sir. Davian, your words make me feel deeply ashamed. I was overwhelmed by my personal grudges and threw away my mission and responsibilities as a knight and a subject of the king. I am really..."

Gawain held Davian's hand, and he almost shed tears of shame, but Davian shook his head, indicating that he didn't need to blame himself.

"Gao Wenqing, I understand how you feel, but please don't be like this. No matter what era it is, avenging one's father is always the right thing to do. You didn't do anything wrong, did you? But please stop here this time."

Davian just smiled and comforted him. In any case, the duel did end within a controllable range.

All the knights also felt that there was no problem with this ending. After all, their internal problems could be settled like this, and everyone was happy.

"It was a wonderful duel, Gao Wenqing. You fought well."

Lancelot also comforted Gawain, saying that he had fought well just now. It was just that Davian was more skilled, which was not a problem.

"Sir Lancelot, for a moment I couldn't tell whether you were praising me or insulting me."

Gao Wen smiled bitterly. He had already lost the game, but he was actually praised for playing well. It really made him feel helpless.

But Lancelot suddenly looked serious, and he said without hesitation:

"Of course you fought well. Do you think your opponent is really that bad? Don't you realize that Davian has changed? Is he still the same as he was at the beginning?

Think carefully about your first encounter with him, and then think about it now. Is Davian still the same Davian?"

Gawain thought carefully about the initial duel with Davian in the forest, and then recalled what had happened to Davian just now.

Only then did he realize that compared to Davidian who was still jubilant and thought he had found a good opponent, in this one-on-one duel, Davidian seemed to have no emotional fluctuations at all.

He was neither happy nor distressed, nor did he feel that he could no longer bear it. He simply withstood Gawain's attack like a stubborn stone, and then like the light wind, he gave Gawain a counterattack at the most appropriate opportunity.

“He has changed, and only on a real battlefield will he show those emotions, whether it’s anger or the joy of victory.

But in such a duel, he didn't show anything, only a feeling of completing the task like a machine. "

Gawain thought back to Davian, who had said nothing during the duel. He had really changed. Perhaps it was because Davian had said nothing that he hadn't said a word from beginning to end.

"Just now I thought he was silent because he had nothing to say in the duel with you. But now I realize that it would be the same even if his opponent was me. No matter what the reason, this kind of private duel makes it difficult for him to have any emotional fluctuations."

Lancelot sighed. He didn't know why Davian became like this. It seemed that even in a duel with his life at stake, it was difficult for Davian to arouse any interest.

"So don't think there's something wrong with you, you played really well."

Lancelot comforted Gawain and left. Gawain could only smile bitterly. He really couldn't predict the direction of fate. Why did things turn out like this?

Davian pulled out the dark sword stuck on the ground and left with Artoria. Others were too smart to follow them. After all, judging by the atmosphere, it doesn’t seem like it’s easy for me to get involved.

"You didn't seem happy or guilty just now. I felt like your attitude was too natural."

Altria could also feel the strange atmosphere. It was clearly a fair duel where she risked her life to avenge her father.

But David's fight was completely smooth, as if it were just a mere swordplay.

"Because this kind of duel will not bring me anything. What good will it do me if I win? It will only save my life.

I was able to take the loss very lightly. After all, I killed his father, it was just a life for a life. The most regrettable thing is that I can't continue to fight side by side with you.

As for guilt, have you ever seen me feel that kind of emotion? This duel was natural, so there was no ripples. "

Davian made things very clear that he would not feel any joy just because he won.

Altria understood what he meant, so she just smiled and said nothing more.

After all, Davian had already made the most appropriate response, which not only saved his own life, but also convinced Gawain not to cause more unrest because of these things.

"We don't know what kind of battles are waiting for us next. Rest well and prepare for tomorrow. Altria, I will be with you until the end."

Davian said these words after accompanying the king back to his residence. After hearing his words, Altria tapped his chest and returned to his residence with a smile.

Davian touched the place where he was bounced, smiled and returned to his barracks. I hope everything goes well in the future, I hope.

Chapter 106 Rome

Three years had passed since the defeat of the coalition of the northern kings and the duel with Gawain, and Davian's life had become much easier in the past three years.

Although the situation in Britain did not get better, it at least did not get worse, and the intensity of the war also decreased.

The continuous wars were no longer with the kings of Britain but with the many tribes of Saxons. This really made the knights feel a lot more relaxed, after all, many people did not want to fight with people they once knew.

The spring sunshine was just right now. As Davian stepped onto the city wall, he saw twelve people holding olive branches and walking into the unfinished Camelot in a special formation.

Davian looked at the man in the front row, holding an olive branch in one hand and a flag he couldn't understand in the other. Who? Whose envoy could this be?

"That's the Roman flag. It looks like this is a Roman envoy."

Bedivere beside him recognized this, after all, Bedivere received more education than Davian. But the Roman envoys actually came at this time, which can only be said to be really ill-intentioned.

"The afterglow of the Roman Empire? I heard that there seemed to be a very powerful emperor there. His name was Lucius of the Sword, right?"

Davian shook his head. He probably understood why the Roman envoy came here so brazenly. There would be trouble again.

The arrival of the Roman envoys immediately attracted the attention of Artoria. She immediately summoned all her knights and then met the twelve people in the hall of the palace.

But looking at the expressions on these twelve people's faces, Artoria knew that this group of people definitely had bad intentions.

"The great and noble Emperor Lucius has sent us to greet the King of Britain and to ask you to acknowledge him as your king and to pay the tribute owed by Britain to the Roman Empire.

Your father has always paid this tribute, but you have gone the other way and have not acknowledged him as your sovereign, nor have you followed the decrees and laws established by the noble and respectable Caesar.

If you dare to continue to disobey the will and orders of Emperor Lucius, he will lead his army to attack you and your kingdom and punish you and your subjects.

Kill one person as a warning to the rest, and warn all kings and their princes so that they will never dare to neglect their obligation to pay tribute to the Roman Empire. "

The leader of the twelve men finished speaking arrogantly, and Davian's hand was already on the hilt of the sword. This group of people, more or less, don’t treat people as human beings.

Many people could no longer tolerate this kind of thing. Lancelot's nephew, Knight Bors, who came to Britain some time ago, was so angry that he shouted that he must kill all twelve people. How could he let them humiliate the King of Knights like this?

"Silence. Silence. My knights."

Altria held out her hand, asking everyone present to be quiet, as she had something to say.

She looked at the Roman envoys at the bottom of the stairs and replied to them in front of everyone:

"Please reply to Emperor Lucius. I cannot meet his demands. I do not owe him any tribute, and I have the legitimate right to rule all of Britain.

Please go back. If Emperor Lucius wants to attack me and my kingdom, then let him come. The British are never afraid of war. "

When the messenger heard this, a sneer appeared on his face.

Then the twelve men left. They were going back to Rome to report the matter to Emperor Lucius. They believed that the Roman army would arrive in Britain soon.

When the gathering ended, Artoria immediately summoned the core staff to begin the most important meeting. Lucius will definitely come, and how to fight him is the problem.

"I can go ahead and garrison in Flanders as soon as Lucius sets out. It is a necessary place for Rome to land on British soil.

The First Legion will be the first to hold off the Roman vanguard there, and then my king will take advantage of the time we buy to gather enough forces to drive the Romans back in one go."

Davian was the first to ask for battle. This was what the First Legion was for. As long as they were there, Rome would not be able to spread the war across Britain.

"I can go first, my king!" Gawain also took the initiative to ask for a fight. In his opinion, this was a good time for him to contribute to King Arthur.

But Baos shook his head: "Gao Wenqing, what are you talking about? You are the leader of my king's personal guard. You should stay by my king's side. Just let me go with Lord Davian."

"What nonsense are you talking about! Just behave yourself and don't cause trouble for Davian!"

Lancelot held down Bos with one hand. This boy was too young and had never been beaten, yet he wanted to hang out in the First Legion.

Is that a place he can go? Given Boss's disgraceful level of martial arts, Lancelot was afraid that he would be shot if he went into battle.

Davian smiled and said nonchalantly:

"Let him go with me. It's a good opportunity to temper his temper. But forget about the line. Let him be a servant in my tent and learn a lot first. What do you think?"

"Great!" Boss shouted happily. He had long wanted to go out and broaden his horizons.

There is no point in staying with Lancelot all the time. A knight should go out for adventure and make achievements on the battlefield.

Lancelot almost couldn't help but cover his face with his hands. He knew best how much his nephew weighed. His force is incompetent and his character is worldly. Is it really possible to let him go?

But then he saw Davian's relaxed expression and felt relieved. Since he was sure, he let Davian do it.

After all, they were going to act together with the First Legion, so Davian should be confident.

At this time, Bedivere also said: "Then, Your Majesty, I am also willing to go to the front line with Davian. In the long-lost war, I should also be on the front line. I can't always be in the rear."

Arturia nodded, Bedivere actually asked for a fight, which showed that he was really spending some time at the back.

"Then, all of you should go back and prepare for war. Once Rome makes any movement, the First Legion will be the first to set out and block the enemy's movement. I will then lead the army and make sure these Romans understand that Britain is not a place for them to act recklessly!"

Artoria stood up and asked everyone to go back and prepare for battle. In this battle, they wanted to make sure that the Romans would never return.

When everyone left, only Merlin and Artoria were left. Artoria breathed a sigh of relief, and Merlin smiled and said:

"Everyone is in a very positive mood. It seems that the rest for such a long time has not made them dull. They are still excellent knights who can fight for you."