Lords of Camelot

Lancelot's return has once again enriched Camelot's warehouse reserves. To be honest, it's not a good idea to bother Davian with Lancelot all the time. After all, this is indeed a boring thing. Originally, it would be better for Kai Qing or himself to do this kind of thing.

Fortunately, Lancelot didn't care about this. He still smiled happily when he saw Davian. The two of them naturally hugged each other and showed joyful expressions when they met each other. Lancelot's trip could be regarded as a rush back. After all, the very important day of my king's wedding is coming soon.

"It's been such a long time since we last seen each other, your hair has grown." Davian looked at Lancelot, whose hair had already reached his neck, and couldn't help but tease him. With his hair so long, his sexy and melancholic temperament is even stronger. If Davian were a woman, she would probably love him to death.

"I can't help it. It seems that my long hair is more popular. So I don't plan to change back to short hair for the time being. Don't you think it looks good?" Lancelot's tone was quite proud, which was in contrast to the melancholy look on his body. His temperament is brighter and more cheerful than his own personality. This made Davian laugh.

Both of them were obviously in a very good mood now, but Davian still asked Lancelot to return to the palace to rest. Although the Knights of the Round Table all have superhuman bodies, coming all the way from France can be considered a tiring journey, so it is better to take a break. In the evening, Davian personally took care of Lancelot.

"Then you have to cook by yourself. Sometimes I wonder if several of the officers of your First Legion like cooking besides fighting. Whether it's you, Wengenlieb or Percival, everyone can cook it. You are a good cook." Lancelot smiled and patted Davian on the shoulder, then handed his beloved horse to the attendant and walked slowly back to the palace alone.

But after he said that, Davian thought about it and it was true. Both Percival and Wengenlieb were good at cooking, but he was the best among the three. But it's better than Gawain's mashed potatoes. I don't know what's going on with that guy. He only knows how to mix mashed potatoes.

[Sometimes some people complain that Gawain is a gorilla, probably because of this. Forget it...] Davian stopped thinking about it and greeted the people inside to come out of the warehouse. Then he asked Kai Qing to seal the door of the treasury, which can be regarded as a precious reserve. If something happens, a few heads won't be enough.

"Time flies so fast. In such a blink of an eye, it has already been ten years." Kai Qing sealed the door of the treasury in person and couldn't help but sigh. If you think about it carefully, you can still vividly remember the lives we once had in villages and towns.

But Davian smiled and took up what he said: "I can't help it, because we are very busy. Each of us has something to do, so time will naturally be fast. Even if it is leisure, this group of people who can't rest can't help it. I will go out on adventures, fight against monsters and save people. In this way, time will pass faster. After all, life is very fulfilling."

"You are talking about Lancelot, Tristan and the others... they are purely military people and do not have to be as busy in daily life as we are. And I and Gahoris are not as good as you and Ah Standard text. Since you two entered Camelot, have you ever left Camelot except for fighting?"

Kaiqing couldn't help but said a few words. He and Gahoris would occasionally go out to take part in adventures when they had free time. After all, the security work in Gahoris is not a troublesome matter. Who dares to cause trouble in Camelot? The direct headquarters of the First Legion is always outside the city.

Kaiqing is even more relaxed. Except during wartime, he usually has a group of skilled officials working with him to handle logistics and material reserves and consumption. The overall specifications are also reported to Ageguiwen, who finally reports it to Davian, who reviews and determines the situation at all levels.

So sometimes Kai Qing also feels that Davian is working too hard and is too tired. This is some kind of ruthless person that the military and government can catch. He has to take care of some military matters, and he can also do government affairs in an orderly manner. Is he pushing himself too hard?

"I don't work as hard as you think. Things are divided into the hands of each of you. In the end, I just need to stick to the general direction and not deviate. I will compile and summarize it and then submit it to my king." Davian smiled and didn't mind. Make your position clear.

Militaryly, the training and distribution of new recruits was left to Bedivere. The overall command of the army on the battlefield is usually directly handled by my king himself. In fact, Davian has always been in charge of the first army. He does not want to and will not overstep his authority. Military power must always be in the hands of my king. This is the safest thing.

In terms of internal affairs, the deployment and distribution of logistics was handed over to Kaiqing, and in terms of internal affairs, it was handed over to Agguiwen. Davian was responsible for reviewing their work and making a decision. Of course, there will be some major matters that Davian cannot decide privately and must be left to my king to decide personally, but those are relatively rare. After all, as a subject and friend, Davian did not want Artoria to work too hard.

Each of them has his own job. If you think about it, it would be easier for those who are responsible for fighting and killing. But when it comes to being able to fight and kill, Gawain, Tristan Lancelot, is indeed too good. People can't find fault at all, so they just let them go.

But every time he thinks about the errands he does, Davian always thinks of those palace dramas he watched when he was a child. Is his position... a replica of the general manager?

Although this also caused Davian to be unable to leave Camelot to create his own legendary stories, after all, he himself didn't care. Praise from others cannot be used as food. Can those individual heroic deeds continue Britain? Can you protect the future that my king wants?

No, then since you can't do it anymore, why don't you just let those who are willing to create legends do it?

"Actually, there must be her reasons, you know. When Lancelot and the others went out on adventures, they were framed by her many times. If you leave Camelot, violent storms will surely hit you." Kai Qing couldn't help but sympathize with Davian. After all, he knew Davian's character well after having known him for so many years. The memories with that woman were probably the most helpless and depressing thing buried deep in his heart.

Davian looked at Kai Qing's mouth with some distress, and then said: "I know you have good intentions in chatting with me, but your mouth is too poisonous. If one day you are blocked and chased Remember not to call me, I will never save you."

"Hahahaha, after all, they call him poisonous tongue. If I didn't have this mouth, I really don't know how I would have stayed with you freaks until the end." Kaiqing laughed instead. After all, his poisonous tongue is his characteristic. I am very satisfied with this aspect of myself.