Davian Holy Grail War

These were Lancelot's last words. Davian nodded, indicating that he should write them down.

Then he thrust the dark sword down suddenly, piercing Lancelot's heart.

Lancelot closed his eyes contentedly during that brief moment of pain.

Lancelot, the legendary swordsman, Knight of the Round Table, and current lord of Benwick, died.

After completing all this, Davian picked up the Arondette and inserted it into his scabbard. He walked slowly to Guinevere and grabbed her wrist.

"Go back with me, Guinevere. Because of Lancelot's last words, I will ask my Lord to let you live. However, you must spend the rest of your life in repentance."

Guinevere did not resist, she nodded and indicated that she would follow Davian. And Davian looked at Bos beside him and said: "Go, go and collect Lancelot's body."

In silence, Boss walked towards Lancelot's body, while Davian had already cut through the dark space and taken the princess away.

The duel under Benwick was over, and so was the silly farce between Lancelot and Guinevere.

But in the dark space, Davian canceled his transformation.

In this space, even Merlin's clairvoyance might not be able to see their every move.

Only here can Davian say what he wants to say.

He turned to face the princess, knelt on one knee and apologized to her:

"Guinevere, although it is too late, I still want to declare my sins to you here.

Even though I knew nothing at the time, it was still me who proposed that the king marry you, and now the sin that has led to all this may be the source of my fault."

Davian's announcement brought tears to Guinevere's eyes, and he admitted that he had made a mistake unintentionally.

But if you really want to say it, he has never made any mistakes. But now he still kneels in front of Guinevere and says that all the sins are on him.

“So, please do not blame my king who made all the decisions, and do not resent the people who denounce you. Please put all the sins on me alone.

If all this is too much for you, then please resent me to make your heart feel lighter. Please resent me for the sins I committed.”

Guinevere wiped away her tears, knelt down, held up one of Davian's hands and said, "Please don't say that, Lord Davian. All this is just a huge mistake I made because of this heavy pressure.

You have done nothing wrong. From now on, please continue to support my king together with me. I beg you. "

As she spoke, she held Davian's hand and stood up with him. The two looked at each other and saw the feelings and thoughts hidden in each other's hearts.

Guinevere whispered to him, "Well, please return to Camelot and put an end to this farce yourself."

Davian nodded and turned around and waved the Dark Sword to open the dark space. He returned to the Round Table Hall, and Guinevere followed him out.

"My king, the guilty minister Lancelot has been beheaded, the holy sword Alondette has been sealed by me, and the princess has been brought back." After Davian said that, he walked to the round table that once belonged to Lancelot and put Arondette in his head. Deiter stabbed directly into the table.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord David. I have recorded everything that happened just now through Merlin's magic. It was a beautiful fight. Now, come back to me first."

Altria remembered everything that had just happened, and at this moment her feelings towards Davian also changed.

There was no other reason, it was just because of Davian’s confession before the duel with Lancelot.

Davian nodded and returned to Artoria's side, standing on either side of the throne with Bedivere.

Arturia looked at Guinevere standing there, her face was different from before. The once moving look on her face had disappeared, and now there was only relief on Guinevere's face.

"Guinevere... it has come to this. I will say no more. Go, to Canterbury.

You will spend the rest of your life there, and you are not allowed to take a step out of there. This is your punishment, and you must repent for your sins there. "

Altria made the final ruling, which no one dared to disobey.

"Great King Arthur, my waiting knight king, I will obey your decision and never set foot out of Canterbury again in my life. I wish your future will be full of glory, and I wish Britain will have a bright future."

After Guinevere finished speaking, the guards came forward and led her out of the round table hall.

She will be sent to Canterbury by Merlin and Catherine in person, where she will spend the rest of her life.

At this point, the huge disaster caused by the affair between Lancelot and Guinevere finally ended. But the impact of this incident cannot be eliminated so easily.

The fighting power of the Round Table declined significantly. Four Knights of the Round Table lost their lives. Gawain was also seriously injured and it was unknown how long it would take for him to recover.

This had a huge impact both internally and externally, and the glory of our king could be said to have plummeted. The lords of the tribes in various places might have secretly wanted to seize this opportunity to give our king a hard time.

The internal affairs detention problem caused by Agguiven's death was barely resolved through the efforts of Davian, Mordred, and Artoria. Davian and Mordred now took over all of Agguiven's unfinished business.

Whether in terms of combat power or administration, Camelot suffered heavy losses after this chaotic disaster. This is a deplorable tragedy that neither Davian nor Arturia would have imagined.

"Let's adjourn the meeting. Lord Davian stays, and everyone else should go back." After a period of fatigue, Artoria gave the order to disperse. Everyone in the round table hall, except Davian, resigned to our king.

After everyone else had left, Arturia said to Davian: "Thank you, even at this time, you still completed everything you should have completed."

"This is what I should do, and I only blame myself, why didn't I solve these problems myself earlier. That way... this wouldn't have happened like this."

Davian raised his head and lamented that it was still too late. He should have solved all this with his own hands from the beginning.

Chapter 157 The Last Face

The second year after the Lancelot incident ended, this is already the eleventh year since my king was crowned king.

Although Davian had done his best to smooth out the aftermath of the Lancelot incident, the losses were still incalculable.

Although Gao Wenqing has recovered his mobility, because of the head injury, Davian, as the Lord of Camelot, does not give him the opportunity to go to the front line, and he has to rest for at least another year.

But the group of guys on the other side would not give Britain too much time to recuperate. When the sea was calm, the Romans and Saxons were ready to attack again.

There is no other way. They probably want to take advantage of this opportunity when the Round Table is at its weakest to regain the British Isles. The new emperor in Rome even made a slogan of revenge for Lucius and planned to invade Britain again.

After all, Gao Wenqing was seriously injured, and Lancelot, Aguewen, Gareth, and Gahoris were all killed in the battle. The current round table is less than half of what it used to be. Everyone would think this is a good opportunity.

Davian had planned to personally attack and give Rome a head-on blow, letting their group of unrepentant bastards know that Britain was not weak yet and they still had the power to crush Rome.

But before he could decide to announce it to the public, my king came to his room late at night.

"You can stay. Britain needs you now. I will take care of the expedition to Rome." Arturia sat in front of him. She had decided that she would personally go on the expedition this time.

Davian thought for a moment, then smiled reluctantly:

"Then go ahead and just relax. I know those guys over there can't beat you anyway. If you fight alone, there is no one in Rome who can threaten you now."

"Davian, you have really worked hard during this time." Artoria stood up, and Davian also stood up to send her out of the room.

But the next moment, Altria's behavior was beyond Davian's imagination. She pushed Davian's body and pushed him down on the bed.

Davian was flustered by this sudden and unexpected action, but when he saw the king unbuttoning his cloak, Davian's heart was redeemed by the king.

Although it was only five hours before dawn, Davian's spirit had been greatly relieved. He cried bitterly in the king's arms, telling his sorrow like a sad child.

The reason was simple: after Lancelot's huge mistake, their hope of continuing to maintain Britain was slim.

"Do your best, Davian. When we have done everything we can, we can accept the outcome no matter what it is, right?

When everything is over, can we not say that we have kept the way we should keep and have completed the path we should walk? After that, there will be a crown of righteousness reserved for us. "

After saying these last words, Artoria dressed and left at dawn.

A few days later, Artoria announced that she would go on an expedition to Rome and set off with sufficient troops, leaving Davian and Mordred to preside over the government.

Kai Qing, who had completed the preparation of supplies, breathed a sigh of relief and hoped that the problem could be resolved quickly.

Davian said goodbye to my king with a smile, and my king also smiled and said that he would end the battle there as soon as possible and come back.

But who would have thought that this would be their last appearance in this era?

"Let's talk about something happy. What does chivalry mean to you? Artoria." Merlin and Artoria were chatting.

They had arrived at Sandwich, where they had once crossed the river to Rome, defeated the Roman coalition forces in one battle, and beheaded Emperor Lucius.

And now they have come here again for the same purpose.

Altria did not hesitate, she answered directly:

"I'm still wondering what you're going to say. Abiding by morals, protecting the people and the lord with one's own body, not fearing the battlefield, not pursuing personal desires, swinging the sword to protect the country and beliefs, isn't that the reason? Just like my best friend - Davian Slerik."

Her eyes were full of certainty, and she believed what she said was right.

Even in the current dire situation, she is still able to accept other people's suggestions and think about them, always reflecting on her actions and her heart.

Merlin felt a little bitter in his heart. Perhaps he should have taken Artoria with him to educate him personally.

Ector and those years of life gave Artoria a very good foundation.

"Even in chivalry, there are differences. There are those who return courtesy with courtesy, those who believe that punishing evil is above all else, and those who protect their territory and are proud of it. I think this is the dignity and belief of the person involved.

No, although I don’t have a strong attachment to those things and can’t feel their reality, I can still understand them. He is the same. For him, living in the relationship with the princess is the most important thing as a human being. "

After hearing this, Altria couldn't help laughing: "Okay, okay, teacher. I'm not as depressed as you think, even though everything has become like this now.

But I don't hate Lancelot. Rather, I feel more sorry for them. Because of my twisted way of existence, I took away their happiness. "

But even if she smiled, from Merlin's perspective, her side face still showed sadness and love.

She is still mourning those who will never come back because of the Lancelot incident, Gareth, Gahoris, Agueven, and Lancelot.

“It was not because of my own resentment that I asked Davian to put an end to this matter.

It was just because Lancelot had indeed committed a great fault. In any case, he had indeed taken the lives of so many fellow members of the Round Table.

He must be punished for this matter. I know Lancelot, although he was in endless madness when the incident happened and made such a huge mistake.

But once he calms down, I am afraid that such sin will torment his heart. If he does not atone for his sins with death, he will fall into a deeper darkness. "

The only thing that Altria didn't expect in this matter was that Lancelot would degenerate into a mad beast under such circumstances.

If Lancelot had not been so crazy and had not committed such a sin in the execution ground, I am afraid there would have been a lot of room for things to go in the end.

"But now that things have come to this, the matter has been settled and there is no need to say more. For now, we still have to deal with the Roman issue and use our considerations to teach those guys who didn't learn their lesson and drove the Saxons out.

Of course, we have to return the guns to them double what we have received so far. We have to beat them away without mercy, and then they will naturally come to us with the contract to negotiate and make peace in the future."

She smiled a refreshing smile, which did not make Merlin feel uncomfortable. Without Merlin's knowledge, Altria seemed to have untied the knot in her heart.

She no longer worried about the final outcome, and at that moment Merlin imprinted this smile in his heart forever, because at that moment, he saw the most beautiful thing in the world.

“You did the right thing, but the destruction of this country is only a matter of time. Even if it lasts another hundred years, it will not have much impact on the history of this island.

Rather, it is destroyed. Britain has come to an end...

What would you think if I said that? "

Chapter 158 "Hope Still Remains"

Altria smiled and said calmly, "This isn't a joke, is it? But I think maybe this is the end of it.

Davian has been pushed to this point, so I think the people have reached the end of their patience. In order to protect them, I adopted an overly harsh policy. This is indeed my fault. "

She took on herself the blame that did not belong to her. If the land was prosperous and the people lived a happy life, her policies would not matter at all.

But unfortunately, everything fundamental has been destroyed, and Artoria's policy has become oppression.

"However, before the end comes, we still have to try our best to do what we should do, right?"

Altria had expressed all her views. How could she, who was so smart, not have thought of the ending? But even if she knew it, it would be wrong not to work hard to do it.

Merlin smiled contentedly after hearing this, but then he said helplessly:

"Sorry, it's a bit abrupt to say this now, I'll stop here. I'm in a bit of trouble. I'm being targeted by an evil goblin, so I have to hide for a while."

Altria's previously relaxed smile turned into a distressed one, and she could only say:

"Lord David asked you to control yourself and reduce the problems with women, but this is the only thing that will not change no matter how many years pass."

"Of course, what is life without flowers? This is the whole meaning of my existence." Merlin was rather proud, as if he didn't care about this matter.

However, even if Merlin's words were quite problematic, Artoria had no intention of blaming him. Instead, she smiled back at Merlin.

"But thank you, Merlin, I appreciate your help and you are undoubtedly a great teacher to me.

If I really have to say, Hector is my adoptive father, King Uther is my biological father, but you are the kind father who gives meaning to my life.

So I think the fact that you have been by my side and the years you have been with me are very precious treasures.

In my heart, I sincerely thank you for your company. "

In an instant, the most sincere feelings struck Merlin's heart. He is a cold-blooded magician. In his past years, no one has ever shown such emotion to him.

The final conversation ended with Artoria's words. Merlin watched Artoria's figure board the ship at the port. Today, he fully understood the reason for his uneasiness on the chosen day.

They hope that they can make an excellent king, a transcendent being who gives up the human heart.

But what is in Altria's eyes is the happiness of the people. She comes from the people and of course she cannot give up on their hearts.