Lords of Camelot

Davian walked over and picked up the gun smoothly. Davian himself was surprised. He didn't expect it to go so smoothly. He thought the gun might be very resistant to him.

"That's the gun that pierced Jesus' chest, the Gun of Longinus. But since you've got it, I'll give it to you for safekeeping first. But the person who really should wait for this gun is not you, you Do you understand?" Merlin's voice sounded from behind him. Davian was one step ahead of him, or perhaps it was only after Davian picked up the gun that Merlin was willing to show up.

"I know, I know." Davian responded casually, if it's not his, it's not his. Anyway, he has the Dark Sword, it doesn't matter whether he has such a gun or not. Even if it is kept temporarily, it is better than falling into the hands of others and being used.

"Ah~ I won't say anything more, just take good care of Davian. There will be more troubles ahead." After Merlin said that, he disappeared, and Davian returned to his camp with the spear.

The days that followed were as peaceful as ever, and Davian's injury was finally almost healed, and he was finally in a state where he could swing his sword. If I rest for a while, I'm afraid my injuries will completely recover.

Lancelot, who was in charge of cross-strait trade, also returned to the court. Thanks to him, a new batch of food and daily necessities once again greatly alleviated the current troubles in Britain. After he came back, he had a good drink with everyone, and then expressed his concern about the duel between Davian and Gawain.

"Do you really want to fight Gao Wenqing? Davian, it's very dangerous. And no matter the two of you, if either of you falls, it will be a loss to our king." Although Lancelot knew that it was difficult, he still wanted to try his best to stop the two of them. individual battle.

"Let's fight. After all, I killed his father with my own hands, so isn't it normal to bear his anger? I'm not the kind of person who dares to do something but doesn't deserve it." Davian smiled, and he was interested in dueling with Gawain. This matter is very open-minded. If you really don't want this to happen, then you might as well not kill King Lot in the first place, then there won't be so many things to worry about.

Lancelot also knew that he couldn't stop them, so he had no choice but to let them go. After all, this matter is very reasonable, too reasonable. It was reasonable to prevent other people from getting involved, so even my king didn’t say anything.

And today, a young man visited his camp. He signed up and said that he wanted to join the army. Wenqinrib was stunned. He couldn't help but said: "Young man, if you want to join the army, you should go to the recruitment office, not me. The First Army has not yet made a habit of directly recruiting soldiers. , usually after Mr. Bedivere completes the recruitment and corresponding training, the First Legion will go over to accept the assigned recruits."

"No, in that case I might be assigned to someone else's command. Although Sir Lancelot's command or Sir Gao Wen's personal guards are also very good, I still want to join the First Army directly. My Destiny tells me that something is waiting for me here." The white-haired young man smiled, and his smile was very hearty. Wenqinrib felt that he knew a lot of people, but now that he saw the young man in front of him, he felt that he still didn't know enough.

Although he was very young, he felt that the young man in front of him was very mature and steady. His tall body did not put any pressure on others, just because he had a smile on his face that made anyone approachable. If such a person wanted to join the First Army, Wenchenlieb should not have refused.

But now he still chooses to call Davian and let the legion commander decide this matter. After all, the First Legion has no precedent of accepting members on its own so far. Even if it is such an outstanding talent, it depends on whether Davian, as the commander of the Legion, is willing to accept it.

When Davian arrived, he also saw this absolutely outstanding person. Davian also laughed at this time, and he couldn't help but said: "Those who have gained the right will get many help, and those who have lost the right will have few. If there is such a person who is willing to fight for my king, who am I to refuse you? Please come in, although This is a military camp, but please come to my tent and have a nice chat with me."

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey." The man walked over with a smile, and walked into his own tent under Davian's guidance. Wenqinrib chose to leave. After all, he had nothing to do if he stayed here. This young man can't threaten Davian's safety yet. The rest depends on what Davian and he will say.

When the two of them took their seats, the young man spoke first: "Hello, Dragon Knight, Commander of the First Legion, Lord Davian Slyric. My name is Percival, and I am guided by fate and my heart. Come here. Want to join the First Legion and serve King Arthur."

"Percival? It's a good name. I didn't expect that such an outstanding knight would join us today. This makes me feel honored, but there is no need to use honorifics. I also told Wengenrib and the others It's over. Just say you, you are too far away. "Davidan actually didn't like these people what you and you. You feel very alienated when listening. Everyone is obviously a friend of fighting. In this way, there is a big difference between up and down.

"No, everyone uses honorifics to you not for other reasons, but simply because they respect your achievements and admire your character. You just need to accept this calmly." Percival smiled. Then, he expressed his inner thoughts. In his eyes, everyone was willing to use honorifics because they respected Davian's character.

"Okay, okay, even if you praise me, I won't give you candy." Davian smiled, then took out a long thing wrapped in pure white cloth from the shelf nearby and put it on On the table. In front of Percival, he began to remove the cloth wrapped around this thing layer by layer. When Percival saw this thing, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

This is a beautiful holy spear, and a weapon whose power can be understood just by feeling it. When Percival saw this holy spear, he felt a pull. It was as if the spear in front of him was calling him, as if this holy spear was prepared for him, and he couldn't help but be fascinated by it for a moment.

"Sure enough, the person who is waiting for this Spear of Longinus is you. It flickered inexplicably just now, and I was still wondering what was going on. When Wengenlieb came to me, he said that someone was following some fate. I understood it when I came to surrender to the army according to the arrangement. From now on, you can use this holy spear." When Davian saw this scene, he knew that his idea was correct. The young man in front of him was indeed possessed by the holy spear. The chosen ones.

"Is it really possible? Give me this holy spear that penetrated the chest of Jesus?" Percival was also a little unbelievable. He believed in the destiny and his inner thoughts and came here. He originally thought that he would just use his own power. A skill. As a result, I had just arrived and was entrusted with such an important weapon.