Davian Holy Grail War

Then let's talk about what happened with Altria. Davian always felt guilty towards Altria, even though he himself was not aware of it.

That is to say, at the beginning, Davian made the choice to let the world line go on normally. While giving up Morgan, he also chose the final tragic ending of Altria.

Therefore, he was always selfless in his devotion to Altria, even though he himself was no longer aware of the guilt.

And Altria did change. She realized the limits of human beings, understood the end of Britain, and stopped lamenting.

This is what Lancelot hoped to do in the original text, that is, he hoped that Artoria would punish him, the Knight of the Lake, so that he could understand the limits of human beings.

But it’s not that I look down on Lancelot. It has nothing to do with character or strength. It’s simply that Lancelot came too late.

By the time Lancelot joined the Round Table, Artoria's character and inner self were fully formed. He joined the Round Table as a subject and friend.

Not to mention that if it weren't for Davian, Artoria would have regarded Lancelot as a model knight.

That would be even more terrible, and it would become the original world line, where Artoria had no intention of punishing Lancelot from the beginning to the end, and continued to look at everything with a detached attitude.

The advantage of Davian over Lancelot is that he knew Artoria earlier. Compared to her sworn brother Kai, everything between Davian and Artoria touched Artoria more.

The two sides have been walking side by side for so many years. In the end, when Davian was very close to a mental breakdown, Altria realized that everything was really over and everyone should take a rest.

This dark era has turned everyone except her into this. Therefore, Altria no longer insisted on those things, but chose to do her best and have a clear conscience.

The king in the original world line is a lonely person, she is isolated from everyone, watching everyone's story. She understands the logic of everyone's behavior, bears the loneliness of the king and the hero, and then runs wildly on a dead end.

But here is Davidian, Davidian is her friend. Although they are king and subject, in fact they are always equal, so while my king is comforting Davidian, he is also comforted by Davidian.

Not to mention that Davian is actually lonelier than her. As Davian said, he came from an era that was much better than this one.

He was even more out of place than Altria. He did fit in with Britain, but in essence he was always an alien, a different existence from others. So it was normal for him and Altria to get comfort from each other.

Oh, by the way, as long as I know Davian. No matter what form Altria takes, she will never cry and shout to the world in the Battle of Camlann to suppress her power.

If such Altria was summoned in the Fourth and Fifth Holy Grail Wars, it was because the scabbard was still there. It was not because she was pursuing the Holy Grail, and her mentality would also change.

This is change. I also read the comments. You always talk about changing the world, changing destiny and so on.

But my mindset when writing the prequel was this - the part of the prophecy that all the prophets can see and take action for is a prerequisite for the fulfillment of this prophecy.

Therefore, I did not make any changes to the basic direction, and the prophecy will eventually be fulfilled.

Don't keep talking about mass killing. What's the point of mass killing? Davian always wants a better future. Massacres will only make the whole of Britain collapse sooner.

It would be better to say that being in a high position and doing whatever one wants is just a mental illness.

But there are still some changes, for example, as mentioned above, Artoria will not attract any restraining force in Camlann, including Lancelot in the prequel who gained inner forgiveness through death.

Camelot, which was supposed to last only ten years, was extended for another year by Davian. He really tried his best, but that was all he could do.

Oh, and there is also the issue of the evil dragon. This is easy to explain. This was originally the force that Davian prepared to suppress the entire group of British kings, including Gawain and King Perinoa.

That is the power that Daveian hid in his plan to suppress the whole of Britain, with the evil king flying dragon as the vanguard, Daveian led the first legion to directly bless it. So what if it is three times Gawain, directly knock down the holy sword seal, send.

However, this plan was rejected by my king, so David gave up. Next time, when it is not just a simple round table harmony, the civil and military forces are basically available, so this power was temporarily shelved and not used.

It wasn't until Lancelot made a series of terrible moves that Davidian finally lost his temper and chopped Lancelot to death with the Evil King Dragon.

Then let’s talk about Davidian’s life over the past twenty years. Do you think he had a good life? His daughter was gone, the person he loved was gone, and he persisted all the way to the end, but was also stabbed in the back. It seems that he left nothing behind except his posthumous reputation.

It can be said that he has suffered a lot throughout his life. Although Davian has no resentment about it, except for Gareth's problem, Davian basically has no regrets.

But if you want to say he is unhappy... He took a bite of both sisters, which would be an achievement in the game. But compared with the suffering he has endured in his life, this seems to be nothing.

As for Britain, Davian is an absolute hero. There is no doubt about that, no matter what Davian thinks.

It would be meaningless to judge a person only by his ideas. What Davian did was basically the limit of what he could do for the people of Britain.

For the people of Britain, for this kingdom, and for Altria, Davian can be said to have done everything he could.

As for why Britain ended up like this, it’s basically because this group of people started to throw away their former rationality.

Agrawal lost his reason because of Lancelot's affair, Lancelot lost his reason because of the princess, Gawain lost his reason because of the murder of his brother and sister-in-law, Davian lost his reason because of the collapse of the Round Table and the loss of Gareth, and my king lost his reason because of the murder of Davian.

Overall, it's a series of tragedies.

As for the love scenes in the early stage of Davidian, this is the author's problem. He has never been in love before, so he can only imitate. In the end, it is a bit dull. After all, this is my limit. You can just bear with it.

Next, let’s talk about the issue of Mordred’s Rebellion. Let’s look at it from a different perspective.

Assuming she had not betrayed, Altria would have continued to maintain Britain with Davian after returning from the expedition. Even if Mordred died of old age, the rebellion would still have started.

But by that time, in the legends, Davian and Altria will no longer be the lords and kings who protect Britain, but cruel lords and tyrants who oppress the people.

From the world's perspective, Mordred's betrayal cut off this possibility, allowing Davian and Altria to be passed down as heroic legends to future generations. The price was that Mordred was labeled a traitor.

In other words, it was only at this point that I suddenly realized that I really favored Altria, and that Altria should not be labeled a tyrant under any circumstances.

Even if Morgan had to go crazy, Davian had to be tortured for life, and Mordred had to be labeled a traitor, Altria must be passed down as a hero to future generations.

Let the world know that there was once a king who led his loyal Knights of the Round Table to fight against enemies outside the island and the world, intending to bring a better life to the people.

Finally, let me say a few words. My idol in writing is… Inoue Toshiki. Readers who watch a lot of special effects should be familiar with his style, so when I write, I tend to be more like Inoue Toshiki.

But I'm not as outrageous as Min Gui. After all, I won't give you the whole leather suit man Zuo Ai thing.

Oh, the person from Qidian is me. I came to Qiqifan purely because no one read my book on Qidian. I was almost starving. There was no comment interaction. It was too lonely to write a book by myself, so I changed to another place. The book is currently at chapter 224. You can just read it and please comment, urge me to update and read more to boost my reading data. I am counting on you.

Well, tomorrow is the third volume, which is also the true ending of the Davian prequel. Everyone, keep reading.

Chapter 165 Exile

In the shipping container hoards of seaports, a battle unknown to the general public is being waged.

The battle between swordsman Artoria and spearman Diarmuid was interrupted by the arrival of knight Iskandar, and then the golden king Gilgamesh appeared on the street lamp. (I don’t care, street lights, street lights, street lights)

Everyone was talking, and there were three kings present. The golden king is arrogant and domineering, standing above everyone. The Blue King holds an invisible blade in his hand and is on alert. The Red King observed carefully and deduced the real names of everyone.

However, when the Golden King was angry and prepared to attack, a hole opened in the sky. A scorching fireball fell from it, falling right in the middle of the crowd and forcing all four servants present to retreat.

The swordsman quickly retreated and used himself as a shield to protect the woman in white, the cavalry used his cloak to protect his young master, and the spearman fixed his body with his two spears. Only the golden archer fell to the ground and showed dissatisfaction. However, when he looked at the scorching fireball, his dissatisfied expression disappeared and turned into respect and sigh.

When the scorching fireball dissipated, what was revealed was a knight in armor. Of course he was none other than Davian Slyric. But now he came back to his senses and looked at the world around him, and then he looked up to the sky and roared:

"Damn magician! How dare you banish me from that world! I'm obviously close to winning the Holy Grail War!"

His roar set off a violent wave of magic power that turned into substantial flames and exploded towards the surroundings. This heavy wave of magic power even forced the four servants present to be unable to move.

Emiya Kiritsugu, who was secretly observing, immediately became nervous. This battle had been within his control so far, but this sudden swordsman really made him panic. This was an uncontrollable variable.

"Boy, is that guy also a servant?" Iskandar asked his master Weber, but Weber could only shake his head quickly. This guy is definitely not a Servant. There is no way for me to observe this person's information from the perspective of a Master.

Davian, who landed here, turned around and looked at the guys around him. When he saw Artoria, he couldn't help but feel a little lost and couldn't help but whisper her name - Artoria Pan. Dragon.

Artoria was surprised that this person knew her. Judging from his low murmur, he was an acquaintance of his, but he didn't know him at all.

"I see, is this a different King of Knights from the King of Knights I know? The world is indeed very interesting. Some histories are swept into the trash as unnecessary history. But some changes that are accepted become parallel worlds. It's really interesting to meet different types of heroic spirits." Davian smiled rarely. Although Artoria didn't recognize him in front of him, it was indeed very nostalgic to see my sixteen-year-old king.

He looked at the guys around him. There were actually four followers gathered at the scene, no... He looked up. I happened to see the assassin who was lurking and observing there. So, is this world also going on with the Holy Grail War? That's just right. If you can capture the Holy Grail here, you might be able to return to your own world and find the person you're looking for.

"Hey, foreign king of knights. The woman behind you is not your master, so your real master must be lurking around here and observing secretly. Really, he is a living target on the surface. But he turned to act secretly. For the sake of victory, there is nothing wrong with doing this, but you probably won’t accept it very well. Why don’t you cut off the contract and come and fight alongside me?”

Davian made such a proposal, knowing full well that Artoria's character would not like this kind of unscrupulous approach in pursuit of victory. To put it simply, it was incompatible, but he also knew in his heart that Artoria was not the kind of person who betrayed her master, so this was just a suggestion.

"Please forgive my refusal, foreign knight. It seems that you know me, but I don't know you. I cannot betray my Master because of the words and deeds of a stranger." Artoria gave a legitimate refusal. , Davian shrugged, indicating that this kind of thing was within his expectation.

"Then everyone present, please come together, swordsmen, spearmen, archers, and cavalry. It's just a battle of seven professions. If we can destroy the four cavalry servants here today, we can just capture them casually next I have the control of a single servant. Then by obtaining the Holy Grail, I will be able to fulfill my great wish."

His crazy words and deeds made everyone present except Gilgamesh couldn't help but widen their eyes. Could this man be crazy? He dared to say that he wanted to challenge everyone present in one breath. You must know that they have Diarmuid, the strongest knight of the Fiona Knights, King Arthur of Britain, Iskandar the Conqueror, and the golden bow whose real name is unknown. soldiers. And this person, he actually wants to make enemies of everyone here in one fell swoop?

Even a group of Masters spying on this battlefield felt that this person was completely hopeless. How could someone be so crazy?

But then, a dark aura rose from the ground, and dark berserkers appeared from the ground. The moment he appeared, he pulled out a street lamp and launched an irresistible attack on Davian, just because Davian and him were indelibly entangled.

Davian blocked his attack without any care, and before the people at the scene had time to react, they were already fighting each other. The dark berserkers kept attacking, but Davian didn't care at all. Even during the fight between the two, Davian had already figured out the identity of the person in front of him from his moves.

"Ah, this familiar smell. How lucky I am today. Not only did I see the foreign king of knights, but I also saw the foreign knight on the lake. How interesting and fateful. My friend, in a world without me , did you actually degenerate into such a beast at the end of your life?"

Davian held the sword in both hands and knocked Lancelot back with his backhand. The strength of the two sides was not on the same level. However, what is more shocking now are the other followers. This is just a few short conversations, but they have already gotten too much information from it.

The black berserker turned out to be Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake of the Round Table, and from Davian's words, they could tell that this man was undoubtedly a member of the Round Table. But except for Gilgamesh, who has special skills, no one else can fully know Davian's specific identity.

"How sad that you have become like this. Let me give you relief, just like I once did." Davian clenched the unmarked sword in his hand and walked towards Lancelot. Over the years, his sword skills have been honed to perfection. If he were to face the former Lancelot now, he would be able to kill Lancelot without relying on the Evil King's Dragon.

The flaming sword split open the street lamp blessed by the Noble Phantasm, and even cut through Lancelot's breastplate with one blow. But Davian failed to kill Lancelot.

At the last moment, Lancelot was forcibly transferred away by his master using a command spell, saving his life. However, Davian's blow did cause considerable damage.

"it's a pity……"

Chapter 166 Lament

Davian put the Unmarked Sword on his shoulder and sighed slightly. As an old friend, of course he couldn't see Lancelot's crazy look. That can even be said to be a tragedy, which is too sad. His long-time friend actually degenerated into such a crazy beast in a world without him. The incident with the princess really hit him hard.

"I really watched a good show today. The knights from foreign countries, the knight on the lake who fell to the end of madness, the golden guy, the strongest knight of the Fiona Knights and King Arthur of Britain. Sure enough, this scene The Holy Grail War is really interesting." After Iskandar finished speaking, he laughed wantonly, and Davian could feel the kingly aura in this man. Although it is unclear who he is, he must be someone qualified enough to lead everyone to create an empire.

But Davian's current interest is not in him yet, and he sets his sights on Artoria in the distance. Her expression was complicated, with grief and regret, and many different emotions condensed into a face that could be called the ultimate tangle.

"King Arthur, what are you worried about? What are you lamenting about? Why did you join this Holy Grail War? As far as I know, you shouldn't have anything you desire?" Davian walked towards Artoria. , and his armor dissipated along with the Phoenix's flames. Many years later, Davian once again looked at Artoria from a bird's eye view.

Hiss, this feeling is so good. Ever since she picked up the holy spear and grew taller, he could only look at her levelly. Now that he saw the little girl Arturia again, he was really secretly happy.

Arturia raised her head and asked with an unwavering gaze: "I'm sorry I can't answer this kind of thing, because..."

"Ah, I understand. I must want to grow ten centimeters taller! Don't worry about that kind of thing. You can do it with the magic power of the Holy Spear. You don't need to rely on the Holy Grail at all." Davian chose to answer. He had to Say, fifteen hundred years of travel combined with a brief break from his duties as Lord of Camelot. Now, his words and deeds are somewhat out of touch.

Not to mention the rare chance to see the foreign king of knights today, which was even more interesting. His joy was beyond words.

But such a joke made Artoria in front of him a little unhappy. She shook the hilt of her sword, indicating that she was now fully armed and that she didn't mind starting a battle with Davian in front of her. After all, she was very sure of her performance as a warrior. Although the person in front of her defeated Lancelot who had just transformed into a berserker, it was very difficult to defeat her.

But when she thought of the crazy Lancelot, her expression still became remorseful.

[Mr. Lancelot, do you hate me so much? Needless to say, Artoria's inner self-blame was really because she saw the crazy Lancelot, which made her even more determined to get the Holy Grail.

Davian didn't know why she was blaming herself, but everyone was shocked anyway. Although he didn't know the era of this world, he had to say it was the twentieth century. Since the Arturia in front of me has become a Heroic Spirit, she should have figured it out no matter what.

However, Artoria suddenly realized something. She had not been able to tell from the battle just now that the berserker was Lancelot. Obviously the protection or special skills of being a Servant played a role, but the Davian in front of him actually figured it out with just three strokes, five divided by two?

"Who are you? Why can you tell that the servant is Lancelot just based on the exchange just now? In the end, it is hard to say whether it is the real Lancelot. After all, it is just your family's opinion. "Artoria calmed down her emotions and asked Davian in front of her with the majesty of a king and the dignity of a knight.

Davian was inspired by her momentum and unconsciously responded with the momentum he once had as the lord of Camelot. He answered her in a solemn manner: "Because I am the Dragon Knight of Britain, the executioner of the Round Table, and the lord of Camelot. I am Davian Slyric. I am loyal to only one person - King Arthur, Artoria Pendragon. I am delivering Lancelot's final end, and that end is called... …die!"

His series of words brought out an astonishing amount of information, and all the servants present except Gilgamesh were shocked. They did not know such a lord of Camelot, but he had just called King Arthur the foreign king of knights. Then, he is someone from another world.

Arturia was even more shocked. It turned out that there was such a lord of Camelot without her knowledge. He even gave Lancelot an ending called death, but from what he just said, it was obvious that he also wanted to seize the Holy Grail.

"I see, that's it! A foreign lord of Camelot? What an interesting existence. I didn't expect that King Arthur of Britain would have such a terrifying knight. Can you treat me to a drink next time?" Iskandar said carelessly. The invitation went out. And since he was asked this question, Davian would not choose to ignore it.

"Of course...can you tell me your name first? Otherwise, it's okay to give me a title. After all, this is the Holy Grail War. I can understand the importance of hiding your real name. But Artoria doesn't care. After all, this guy is too strong. No ordinary servant can beat her." Having said this, Davian looked at the invisible sword in Artoria's hand.

Good guy, I forgot that she is a servant now, not in full costume. There is no war horse Don Stallion and Ramle, no holy spear Lungominiad, no holy sword scabbard.

Hiss, forget it, there is a sword that can probably catch others and chop them.

"Hey, didn't I just give my name?" Iskandar was stunned, and then the Master beside him quickly reminded him that Davian fell from the sky after he gave his name.

Iskandar also reacted, and then he reported his name again: "My name is Iskandar the Conqueror! I appeared as a cavalry in this Holy Grail War!"

"Oh~ Alexander the Great, right? Your name is indeed known to everyone. If you want to invite me for a drink, then I will definitely not refuse. This is really an honor." Davian nodded. He signaled that he had written it down. The man in front of him was undoubtedly a powerful person. But I don’t know how powerful it is.

But forget it, I'm definitely not as good as myself in a real fight.

"Then it's settled, see you next time! Foreign lord of Camelot! I will bring good wine to treat you and that knight king to have a good drink." After that, he waved the reins and drove the double bull. The chariot flew into the sky with thunder and roar. Davian looked at the chariot. It was indeed very powerful. Even an ox-cart could fly.

Gilgamesh also laughed disdainfully. But before leaving, he still said a few words: "O foreign lord of Camelot, your journey has been too long. If you really want to say it, I suggest you put down your sword and end it like this. However, This is just a suggestion, after all, I know you won’t listen.”

Chapter 167 Everyone disperses

Of course Davian wouldn't listen. On the contrary, he has already started to count. Now there are five openly and one secretly, a total of six servants, and three are left on site. Davian took a brief look at the assassin's position. The guy was obviously going to follow him to the end.

"So, it's a spearman, right? The strongest knight of the Fiona Knights, I remember his name is..." Davian showed a thoughtful expression, and he really couldn't remember it for a while.

"Diarmuid Odina. Lord of Camelot, Davian Slyric, please remember my name." Diarmuid said his name calmly, because at this time the Master was already secretly He was ordered to retreat.

Davian nodded, and then said: "Well, I remembered what you said. You are similar to our Lancelot. Well, I can't blame you. Many things are uncertain. . We just fought in that era and tried our best to do what we could. See you next time when we have a chance. When the time comes, I will let you see the martial arts of the Lord of Camelot."

Diarmuid responded with a refreshing smile: "That's true. I'm looking forward to that moment."

After saying that, he turned into a spirit and disappeared from the scene. After all, this was enough for today, and his master felt that it was not bad. Although the real names of his own servants were exposed, in comparison, the real names of the three cavalry servants of cavalry, swordsmen, and berserker were also exchanged. . Except for the gleaming golden archer who is really confusing, today's harvest can be said to be rich.

Davian sighed, Diarmuid Odina, Alexander the Great, the golden archer, my king, Lancelot, and secretly it should be Hassan Sabah, but I don’t know which generation it is.

Just one meeting actually resulted in the gathering of six servants, and he knew them all except the magician.