Davian Holy Grail War

"Is it you? Davian..." Artoris stopped the brush in his hand and looked at the towering darkness and the evil dragon flying into the sky. What on earth is he experiencing now?

Chapter 12 Wang Jian

Just as Davian was preparing to deal with the demon pig's second charge, the huge demon pig suddenly raised its upper body and stomped the ground with its two thick front hooves.

The huge impact caused by the trampling directly shattered the ground and launched the two people into the air at the same time. Such an unexpected attack immediately put Davidian into a dilemma.

He had no way of dodging in the air, and at this time, the ferocious beast was already rushing towards the two of them.

At the moment when they were about to be attacked, Tonellico barely weaved a defensive magic with his staff in the air to protect the two people.

But the full force of the demon pig shattered this simple defense and knocked both of them out at the same time. Davidian, holding the king sword, was knocked even farther away.

Tonellico crashed into a tree and slowly slid to the ground.

The heavy impact knocked the two men unconscious, and Davidian even vomited blood.

But he looked at Tonellico who couldn't stand up anymore, and he knew that the other party was in a worse situation. And judging from the distance, the demon pig would obviously attack Tonellico first.

But the intense pain made him unable to stand up at all. This was not the sparring with Artorius in the dream world. There was only pain but no other chain reactions.

At this time, his legs were trembling, and the fear of life and death was lingering in his heart. Now without Tonelico's magic blessing, he could not defeat this demon pig.

If they ran away, it would be even easier. Both he, who was injured, and Tonelli, who was still lying on the ground, would definitely die.

He was driven to a dead end and almost always died.

But only at this moment of life and death will people seek the last hope in despair. So he grasped the dark sword tightly and took out the fantasy book of the evil flying dragon.

In any case, this book, this sword, brought him to this era. No matter if it was the sword's whim or it was fate, at this moment, he could only seek strength from this sword.

[Whether it's a dark future or my own destiny, if you are really willing to give me strength, I am willing to bear it all! ]

At this moment, he chose to accept. At this moment, he made a choice, he could not bear Tonellico's death, he wanted to accept this gift and join the fate of this world.

Yes, it’s not that he can’t, but he simply doesn’t want to.

After several years of training, his ability as a swordsman is undoubtedly more than enough to wield this dark sword.

But he didn't want to, he didn't want to accept this power. He just wanted to complete the agreement with Merlin peacefully, and above that, he just wanted to get the approval of Artorius, and then return to his own world peacefully.

He didn't want to know about the unnecessary, dark future.

But at this time, he had no choice but to accept this gift. He had to gain power.

And as if it heard his begging, the sword also made a choice. Its choice was very simple, responding to the person holding the sword.

So the next moment, darkness was released from the book in his hand. This huge darkness even knocked away the demon pig that was about to rush to Tonerico.

The evil dragon flew out of the fantasy book, and at this moment, it chose Davian and was willing to give him power.

As a price, Davian will have to bear that dark future.

So the moment Davian turns the page, he must accept the future that the Dark Sword instills in him.

The woman turned her back to him and left. He couldn't see her face, he could only see her silver hair.

Confronting him, the purple-haired man holding a holy sword had a ferocious and violent expression.

The blond woman was holding a sword and kneeling on the pile of countless corpses. She was wailing, unwilling to accept this ending.

And finally, in the woods, he looked up to the sky and roared.

In just such a moment, he saw these fragments of the future, and the huge amount of information shocked him as if he was about to lose consciousness.

But he endured it. No matter how dark, how much blood, how much pain there was, he endured it all.

Davian would not succumb to these. Many people had seen countless futures through this sword, but they did not succumb.

Compared with them, Davian even felt that he was lucky. How could the end of a mere country be compared with the destruction of the world?

When the demon pig stood up again, Davian had already walked in front of Tonellico. He opened the fantasy book in his hand, and now he finally had the ability to compete with those extraordinary knights in the future.

[Once upon a time, there was a mythical beast that created a dark world. ] He closed the book again and placed it on top of the Dark Sword. There was no need to worry about it. He already understood how to use it.

【Evil guidance! 】

The sword's built-in drive had already torn the scabbard that Tonellico had woven for him, and appeared at his waist. He inserted the fantasy book into the slot, and then slammed the button on the drive with the hilt of the sword.

The pages of the fantasy book opened at this moment, and the evil dragon flew out of the book!

"Transform!" As he swung his sword, purple sword energy flew out of the sword. Then he returned to himself.

[Dark Sword Yue Dark! moonlight! Dark! Cut! The evil dragon! Moonlight Translation! The sword of darkness took away the light and ruthlessly dominated the dragon of darkness! 】

Purple armor covered his whole body, and the evil dragon on his shoulders proved his identity. Kamen Rider King Sword, see above.

The demon pig that was against him felt afraid at this moment, and it already wanted to run away. The instinct of Warcraft is telling it that if it continues to stay here, death may befall it.

But Davian would not give it a chance to escape. He took off the Evil Dragon Book from his waist, scanned it with the Dark Sword, and directly launched his ultimate move. After he transformed, he knew exactly how much power he had.

So at this moment he launched a fatal attack without hesitation. Mist-like dark energy flew out from the sword and directly bound the demon pig, leaving it no chance to escape.

The demon pig's howling spread throughout the forest, but Davian would not give it any chance.

The next moment, he launched another fatal attack. Davidian swung the Dark Sword and released two purple-black crescent-shaped sword auras. These two purple-black crescents merged into a cross-shaped slashing wave that directly killed the demon pig.

The huge demon pig was cut into four pieces by the cross-shaped slashing wave. With just two special moves, he solved the trouble that he could not solve before.

After dealing with the demon pig, Davian did not hesitate at all. He hurried to check Tonelico's current condition.

Fortunately, her breathing was stable. Although she was injured, her life was not in danger. If she was taken to find someone to treat her and let her rest, it shouldn't be a problem.

He picked up Tonellico and quickly left here. He couldn't care less about the corpse of the demon pig for the time being. Now, all he thinks about is the safety of Tonellico in front of him.

Chapter 13 Knight on the Lake

"Hmm~Hmm~" Tonellico woke up with a slight moan. As soon as she turned her head, she saw Davian standing up like lightning, his face full of joy at seeing Tonellico wake up.

Tonelli didn't know how long she had been unconscious, but seeing the sadness on Davian's face that had not completely faded away, she must have been unconscious for a long time.

"How are you? How do you feel? Are you feeling any discomfort anywhere?" David came over immediately to inquire about her condition. With his level of expertise, he could only check for external injuries, and there were no such good doctors in this village.

To be honest, I'm not complaining, but after bringing Tonellico to this village to ask if there is a doctor, the people here actually told him to go find the magician in Lontinium...

[Want to go back to the 21st century...] This was probably what he was thinking at the time.

And now, Tonellico closed her eyes, and even Davian could clearly feel the fluctuation of magic power in her body.

Tonellico then stood up and replied, "It's no problem. As long as you don't die, with my level of magic, I can reconnect all the bones in your body even if they are broken."

In a casual way, she said something quite horrible. But Davian didn't think about it for the time being. It was a good thing that she had no health problems.

And since she said so, it proves that as long as you are not dead, you will definitely be rescued in the future, so you don’t have to worry.

"So where are we?" Tonelli asked this question. She was very curious about what happened after she fainted, and how they were still safe and sound.

This is too magical. According to common sense, the demon pig would have eaten both of them alive at that time.

"We are probably in a village in the northern part of the forest. The people here named this village Kane Village. There is a militia team and many hunters here. It is a fairly large village."

Davian told Tonellico where they were and Tonellico nodded.

But then she suddenly realized that this must be at least thirty miles? Did Davian run thirty kilometers with her while she was unconscious?

"Besides, it was already yesterday that I met that demon pig. You have been comatose for a whole day. To be honest, if you hadn't been breathing steadily, I would have rushed back to Londinium with you."

"Where is that demon pig?" Tonelli asked the question that concerned her the most. That guy was also the beast master of the forest. If soldiers were to be used to solve it, at least it would be a big problem that would require the sacrifice of hundreds of people.

Davian opened his mouth slightly, but in the end he was too lazy to explain.

He walked straight to the door and opened it.

Then Tonelli saw the pig's trotter roasting on the fire.

Looking at the golden and juicy appearance, it is obviously baked to perfection now.

“It has been made into barbecue and pickled meat. Yesterday, everyone in the village was very happy and dragged the whole demon pig back to be processed that day.

Apart from the bones, from the internal organs to the pork, not a single bit was wasted. The magic pig skin is still there. After all, there are no outstanding magicians here, and they don’t need such a cursed thing. "

Davian pointed to the magic pig skin hanging on a rope in the distance. No villager approached the skin. The skin was not something that ordinary people could use.

Tonelli couldn't help but widen her eyes. She looked at Davian and figured out how things turned out like this.

Although there are indeed militias and hunters here, it is obviously useless to rely on ordinary people to deal with the demon pigs. The most they can do is probably die together.

And seeing how happy everyone in the village was, it was clear that nothing like that had happened. In other words, after she fainted, did Davian kill the demon pig alone?

"Hey, Davian, why are you out...ah, is that lady awake? Is she okay now?"

An enthusiastic elder brother saw Davian and greeted him happily. At the same time, he also saw Tonellico sitting up in bed, so he asked about her situation.

"Well, thank you, Spade. My friend has woken up and her condition is stable now. Fortunately, you provided such a place for us to rest. To be honest, I was quite anxious at the time."

Davian responded enthusiastically as he ran wildly in the forest with Tonellico, and finally ran into Spade who was inspecting the situation.

After confirming the situation of the two of them, Spade immediately asked someone to take them back to the village, while he himself went to confirm the situation of the demon pig.

"To be honest, I was quite surprised. That huge demon pig was cut into four neat pieces. The cut marks were so smooth that it looked like it was cut by one blow. The cross-shaped cut was cut so neatly. How did you do it?"

Spade is still recalling how surprised he was when he saw the demon pig. To be honest, that scene is something he will never forget.

"Ah, I used a little trick. It was really dangerous at the time, and I couldn't care less."

Davidian also pretended to be troubled and casually brushed the matter off. After all, this kind of thing did not need to be known by too many people.

Spade then asked another question: "What about your armor? And that unique helmet? Something must have gone wrong with the guy who made it for you, right?

Would anyone put a blade on a helmet? The dragon shoulder guards on the shoulders are really cool. But the problem is still that helmet, that helmet! "

Spade kept complaining about Davian's so-called armor, leaving Davian at a loss for how to respond for a moment.

This enthusiastic big brother is really... Although I can still talk, I really can't handle such enthusiasm.

"Brother Davian, your strength is comparable to that of Lancelot, the French knight of the lake, right? To be able to defeat such a big demon pig, your swordsmanship and the sword in your hand must be no less than that of Lancelot."

Spade suddenly asked this. They didn't have a knight in Britain who could match Lancelot at the moment. He was really curious about who was more powerful, Davian or Lancelot.

When he heard the name Lancelot, Davian frowned, French Knight on the Lake? What kind of role is this? Judging from what Spade said, that guy is probably quite powerful.

"Can you tell me about Lancelot in detail? Spade." Davian was also full of curiosity now. He wanted to hear what kind of person that Lancelot was, and he had some what story?

"Of course, come, let's go to the campfire. Today we have brought a lot of good wine from Londinium. Let's use this good wine and the roasted magic pork to have a good chat about the Knight of the Lake."

Spade led the two to the campfire, and the three of them sat down, enjoying the barbecue and wine, and talked leisurely about the knight on the lake.

Chapter 14 Knight

Lancelot, the son of King Ben and Elena, was abandoned by the lake when he was still a baby and was raised by the fairies in the lake, thus he got the reputation of the Knight of the Lake.

Although he is young now, he has already shown excellent qualities and will surely become an excellent knight in the future.

He is not only brave and powerful, but also gentle, generous, pious and polite. Both the class king and Elena lamented the excellence of their children and felt that he would definitely revitalize a new era in the future.

Just listening to Spade's description, Davian could imagine the excellence of that man. He must be a man worthy of the title of knight, an outstanding person worthy of deep friendship and trust.

"Come to think of it, Davian, you haven't been knighted by any king yet. But with your ability, as long as you are willing to be loyal to any king, you will be knighted immediately, right?

As long as you make more achievements, it won't be difficult to become a lord. How about it, now that the kings are strengthening their own strength, have you considered which king you want to be loyal to?"

Spade patted Davian on the shoulder and expressed his opinion. After all, from his point of view, Davian's current strength was more than enough to be a knight.

Hearing his words, Tonellico secretly looked at Davian beside her. She actually knew who this person was reserved for.

But now she wanted to hear his own opinion, although it was unlikely to change, but since she was here, maybe she would have her chance.

Davian fell silent at this time, pledging his loyalty to Artorius and the future King Arthur. He completed what he should have done and let Merlin send him back to his own time.

It was a simple matter, but was it really enough? For more than a decade, or even decades, had he been fighting just to return to his own era?

He suddenly stood up, pulled out the dark sword and pointed to the sky: "For me! There are eight cornerstones to the road of knighthood!"

After that, he began to dance with the sword, venting the emotions in his heart to his heart's content. Every time he swung the sword, he would spit out the emotions in his heart. It was both his desire and his request for his future self.

"First of all, it is justice that upholds the distinction between good and evil!"

He will never sit idly by and watch evil, nor will he oppress or suppress good deeds. The distinction between good and evil will be firmly engraved in his heart.

"Be true to the honesty of your soul!"

He will never deceive others with malicious lies and will never expose others' well-intentioned comfort.