Davian Holy Grail War

Davidian was still saying this at this time, so of course he would not covet his brother's wife. Not to mention that he was the one who had chosen his brother's wife, so he would not have any bad intentions.

And privately, Davian also knew Altria's character very well. Marrying Altria did not disgrace Guinevere at all. She would definitely take good care of Guinevere.

"It's just as you said, Lord Davian. Things are unpredictable, and the current result is already fate's arrangement. And, maybe this is a good thing."

Compared to the past, Guinevere is now able to accept this matter completely. Those small, insignificant feelings for someone have been buried deep in her heart.

Compared to a purely political marriage without any emotions, her marriage with Altria was certainly a happy one.

She could sense the feelings that Altria had for her, although she felt that these feelings were a little strange.

But she could also clearly feel that Altria was absolutely sincere to her, without a trace of falsehood.

This is enough, people always have to learn to be content. This is perfect for her personal happiness, so who has her right to express dissatisfaction?

"Ah, Guinevere, you are here. The maid said you came out to walk around for a while, but I didn't expect you to come to the church?"

Altria also came out at this time. She was relatively free now. It would be better to say that many of the work had been rushed to be done by the knights during this period.

Everyone knows that my king's wedding is coming soon, and no one who is blind will bother King Arthur with those strange little things at this time.

"Yes, King. I also want to take a look at the cathedral where the wedding will be held. Your knights are truly outstanding. If this is the venue for the wedding, it will surely be a grand wedding."

Guinevere looked at the king who had arrived and smiled happily. She was about to hug the king, but Altria hugged her first.

"Even though I'm wearing armor, I still want to give you a warm hug. Guinevere, living with me will surely make you suffer a lot in the future."

Altria caressed her gently, and her words seemed to have a hidden meaning. But no one present understood what she meant, they just thought it was Altria's ordinary words to comfort Guinevere.

So Guinevere also responded with a smile:

"No, how could that be. They all say that I am the happiest woman in Britain now, because I am about to marry the king of all knights, King Arthur, who is famous throughout Britain.

Our wedding will be witnessed by all the famous knights in the world, and there is nothing more pleasing than this."

There was no falsehood in their love, and Davian was happy for both of them.

This is really great. My king finally has someone who can get to know her better through close contact in the future.

If she could make my king feel a little more at ease, that would be great.

"Well, well, let's go out and walk around like a model couple. King, take your princess to have a good look at Camelot, which we have built with so much effort.

After all, this will be the place where she will live for decades to come, and it would not be good if she didn’t take a good look at it.”

Davian urged the two to go out and improve their relationship. After all, when they become busy in the future, it will be difficult to have free time like this.

Altria accepted Davian's kindness with a smile, she loosened her arms and bent one hand.

Guinevere also took his arm considerately, and the two of them smiled as they left the still-under-decoration St. Stephen's Cathedral and went to stroll around Camelot.

And Davian turned around and continued to watch everyone setting up the wedding scene.

He was quite happy at the moment. He had worked hard for more than ten years and was almost thirty years old when this day finally came.

Their efforts are meaningful, their fight is meaningful, and everything is now moving in a better direction.

The next step is to find a solution to the land problem, and then we can transition to a safe and peaceful ending as our king wishes.

But at this moment, I looked at the wedding scene that was arranged bit by bit. He thought of something personal, though only a little. But this also made his expression become lonely.

If he had the chance, and he held her hand and completed the wedding ceremony here, what would the scene be like?

She was wearing a dress, and I was wearing a dress. In the presence of a group of knight brothers, I put a ring on her that symbolized the engagement, and made an eternal vow under the blessing of the archbishop?

But in the end, he could only shake his head and bury these dreams that he longed for but could not realize deep in his heart. There are some things that you just can’t get if you can’t get them.

Chapter 131 The Big Wedding

The days of preparation usually go by quickly, and finally - the day of my king’s wedding has arrived.

Although the number of people present was not large, all the core members of Camelot's current leadership team were present, as well as some kings and lords who had very good relations with Camelot.

Everyone looked at the king and Guinevere completing the wedding ceremony under the witness of the archbishop, and everyone showed a look of joy.

"You seem very happy." Merlin glanced sideways at Davian who was beside him and applauded excitedly as the wedding ceremony began, and whispered.

Davian glanced at him, and then said: "Aren't you happy that your pigs will go out to harvest cabbage? Having such an excellent wife is a happy event in the world."

[Ah, maybe she is really good at picking up cabbages...]

No one heard Merlin's inner thoughts. Instead, he clapped enthusiastically beside Davian, as if he was also ecstatic about the wedding and was sincerely blessing the newlyweds.

Finally, the ceremony reached its climax. Archbishop Canterbury said to Altria:

"King Arthur, Artorius Pendragon, please follow me word for word. This is my wedding token to you. I will marry you, love you, and protect you. Whether you are rich or poor, whether you are in good times or bad, whether you are in sickness or in health, I will be your faithful husband."

Altria stared at Guinevere in front of her, and cooperated with the Archbishop, reciting the vows representing the marriage contract one by one.

As these words came, Guinevere's face became even more rosy. There was no doubt that she was more joyful than ever before.

Then the Archbishop of Canterbury looked at Guinevere and said to her:

"Princess Guinevere of Kemrid, please follow me word for word. This is my wedding token to you. I will marry you, love you, and protect you. For richer or poorer, for better or worse, in sickness or health, I will be your faithful wife."

Guinevere looked at the great Knight King in front of her, and said these words with a little shyness in cooperation with the Archbishop.

The princess's beauty astounded everyone at this moment, and they couldn't help but admire in their hearts that this was indeed a match made in heaven.

“Then, follow me together. Wherever you go, I will go; and where you lodge, there I will lodge. Your people shall be my people, and your God my God.”

The wedding ceremony presided over by the Archbishop of Canterbury was now coming to an end, and this was the final vow.

And Artoria held Guinevere's hand tightly, turning her head to face the Archbishop with both hands. Saying these words together word for word is a joint oath between the two of them.

"Then, by the authority vested in me in the sacred Scriptures, I pronounce you husband and wife. What God has joined together, let no man put asunder."

When the final words were spoken, Altria and Guinevere turned to each other, their lips pressed together, and they kissed in front of everyone.

Davian took the lead and stood up. His applause almost overwhelmed everyone else present.

Not to be outdone, the others stood up and applauded the holy couple and cheered for their king.

Davian had quietly left the grand celebration and other subsequent ceremonies. He felt that witnessing Altria's marriage was enough.

After all, the rest of the face-swiping should be left to Altria, she is King Arthur, the knight king standing above all the knights. It is enough for him to come here, it is better to toast to the king at the dinner.

"It's really pleasant. Fourteen years have passed since we first met."

Davian recalled the meeting between the two in his dream at that time. It was a happy time. Looking back now, he also thinks that things were really good at that time.

I am thirty years old this year, and my king is twenty-six. The task of taking Britain for her has been mostly completed, and what remains is to completely stabilize this kingdom.

Although there is no such thing as a millennial kingdom, he always hopes to make this country a better place and let the people of Britain live better.

At this moment, he was standing at the top of the palace, and with his extraordinary vision after the transformation, he could see the newlyweds parading on the avenue throughout the city of Camelot.

This grand wedding attracted people from all over the city. They cheered the names of the king and queen on both sides of the avenue, and the people's joy filled the entire Camelot.

At this moment, Altria suddenly turned her head to look in the direction of Davian. She just turned her head instinctively and saw Davian standing on a high place overlooking everything.

Although it was difficult to say that their eyes were aligned at this distance, Altria could clearly feel that Davian was looking at her.

[Davian, it’s obvious that you and I have worked together to achieve everything we have now, but why are you always unwilling to accept those honors and those praises? That's what you deserve, isn't it? 】

[No, you are wrong, my Lord. Those glory and praise should belong to you. I am willing to do everything for you, but I am unwilling to take away or even share your glory and praise. Because apart from you, no one else in Britain deserves these. ]

This was a simple exchange between the two, and that was Davian's answer.

He never felt that he had the leadership like Altria. He could get along well with everyone at the round table as a friend and bring everyone together.

But to truly unite these people to fight under one banner was not something Davidian could do.

Of course, Artoria was a little unhappy afterwards. After all, Davian always puts off things like this, which is too greedy and undemanding.

And now, too, Davian nonchalantly stepped back behind the scenes, leaving all the cheers and glory in front of him to our king and to the knights.

Lancelot and Gawain would surely enjoy this, but Davian decided to forget it. It wasn't that it wasn't suitable, but he just didn't think he needed to be there.

"You are here indeed."

From the stairs behind him, Agragwen came up. Davian did not look back, he was still looking at Altria below.

"As expected... Lord Agguiwen, you didn't participate in the wedding parade either. You know, this wedding has injected a lot of new vitality into Camelot. I think the people's hearts will be stable for a few more years."

Although Davian was holding the hilt of the sword as if he was ready to attack at any time, from Aguiwen's tone, it was obvious that Davian was very happy with the current situation.

Agguiwen walked up to him, and he actually spoke in a very relaxed tone:

"Although I don't have much feelings about this wedding due to personal reasons, it would be great if my king could be happy.

And as you said, this wedding will indeed be of great benefit to the entire Camelot. I can’t express my happiness enough.

However, a gloomy guy like me should not join the parade, as it would scare others."

When Davian heard his words, he looked at Agguiwen in surprise. Is this the Argue text? Would he actually say such a thing?

Chapter 132 Knights of the Round Table

When the day was over, the atmosphere of celebration in the whole city still did not dissipate. But after the wedding day was over, a more important day came, that is, the coronation of my king.

In this round table hall, Artoria will officially wear the crown and become the true king who shines on this land.

Standing beside the chalk throne were the Archbishop of Canterbury and Merlin. Everyone who looked up could see the gorgeous velvet tray held in the hands of the Archbishop of Canterbury.

What was placed on the tray was a golden crown.

David stood beside Altria. He was chosen as a waiter today and stood on the king's right side.

The two were standing on one side of the round table, and on the other side were a group of knights loyal to our king.

At this time, the Archbishop of Canterbury slowly walked to Merlin's side.

Merlin turned and looked at him, and under the Archbishop's gaze, Merlin carefully held up the crown, and then he walked down the steps and came in front of Altria.

"Congratulations, Artoria Pendragon. Today you will be officially crowned and become the eternal king of Britain now and in the future.

This country was born because of you, and it will continue because of you into the future. Now, please accept this crown. This is what you deserve. "

After hearing Merlin's words, Artoria lowered her head slightly, and Merlin put the crown on her head.

Then Merlin made way for the throne, bowed to the king, and pointed to the throne, indicating that it now belonged to him.

Altria took a step towards the throne, with Davian following behind her.

In front of the throne, Altria took a quick look at it and then turned around and sat down without hesitation.

Davian stood beside her as a waiter.

Arturia glanced at the knights kneeling there, and she said to them: "My knight, now that I have been crowned, I am the King of Britain. Sir, do you have any objections?"

"We will definitely dedicate ourselves to the King of Knights!" The knights shouted without any hesitation. They will definitely dedicate their loyalty to my king.

And now the knights have gathered in the Hall of the Round Table, and our king sits upon his chalk throne.

Merlin felt that the time had come, so he announced to the crowd: "I believe you have heard that the king will select those who are qualified to sit at the round table, so now is the time."

The knights with great military achievements all knelt on one knee in the hall, and in front of them was the huge round table.

Everyone is looking forward to having a seat of their own at the round table under the king's announcement.

Not to mention that now, except for my king and Merlin, no one knows who should sit in those thirteen seats.

Many knights knew that there were a few people who would definitely take the position, but since there were thirteen seats at the round table, would they also have a chance?

Even Davian didn't know. All he knew was that he was not among the thirteen positions.

At this moment, Artoria stood up and preached to all the knights:

"You have fought for me, for Britain, for Camelot, and you are all brave knights. Today, we will select the Knights of the Round Table that you have been waiting for.

But before that, I will leave you with my most sincere admonitions, and I hope you will follow what I am about to say. "

"We will abide by my king's instructions!" All the knights responded to Artoria loudly.

Artoria nodded, and then began to say:

"Never be tyrannical, never kill innocent people, never betray your trust, forgive your enemies who ask for mercy, help women who ask for help, uphold fair laws, never fight for money, and those who violate this will be put to the sword.

From now on, every year on Pentecost, you must declare again and obey this commandment forever! "

All the knights in front of her, including Davian behind her, all shouted out Altria's admonitions and promised to always abide by these oaths.

And when she heard their announcement that they would take their souls with them, Altria nodded with satisfaction.