Lords of Camelot

Of course, Davian now has no idea of ​​the assassination team's malicious intent. He won't care at all, just be malicious. He will face it sooner or later anyway, and now he just wants to take a good look at what those kings are.

And when it was time to rest at night, what made him more concerned was Tonellico next to him. There was definitely a secret about this man. Who is she? Why did he run out without even a armed guard? Thinking about it, the person who died there at that time might also have a problem.

Although what he cared about most was that face... Why did he look so similar? What exactly is going on?

But his distraction was noticed by Tonellico next to him. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Davian, causing Davian to drift away and his thoughts flew back. Why was he suddenly distracted? Did you remember something again?

"What are you thinking about?"

"Tonellico, what I have always wanted to ask is, for which king did you come out to gather your companions and identify your enemies? I seem to have asked this question before, but you didn't seem to answer me at that time." Davian asked the question anyway, both to satisfy his own curiosity and to get more information.

Tonelli heard this question and fell into a rare silence before replying: "Orkney is known as the End, King Lot who rules the entire End. It is for him that I came out to run. To be honest, I I hope he can become the future ruler of all of Britain. Although that will probably be difficult."

After listening to her words, Davian comforted him out of good intentions: "That's not necessarily the case. After everyone gathers strength to defeat Vortigern, Britain will always elect a new ruler. At that time, in terms of merit and ability, you That King Lot doesn’t have a chance, right?”

Tonellico listened to his words and only glanced at him. At this moment, Davian noticed the sadness and unwillingness on Tonellico's face. Although it was intuition, Davian suddenly understood. She already understood that the future did not belong to King Lot, and even this Britain could not be ruled by King Lot.

"Ah, look at your expression, you understand. The future belongs to the one who pulls out the sword that chooses the king. He is born to be a king and is destined to pull out that sword. Rule the entire Britain and establish a glorious era. . He has been blessed with many honors, and there is not a single flaw in his character or ability. Others will never have the chance."

Tonelli understands it all too well. He understands it all too well. It was because Davian didn't think about it before, or he couldn't tell what level her magic power was. Otherwise, if he thinks about it carefully, he should understand that there are not many simple roles for magicians in this era.

Davian also knew that everyone in Britain knew about the existence of the Sword of Choosing the King. And as time passed, it was not just Vortigern who frantically searched for the person who would pull out the sword. Other capable people have actually seen the future they can see through their own methods, and for Tonellico in front of her, it is obvious that her magic level has helped her see the approximate future.

But she still wanted to work hard and she didn't want to give up. Davian was moved by her efforts. Although he didn't know the deeper reason, he still understood how hard Tonelli worked for that glory. Or rather, how terrifying she would become.

"does it worth?"

"Isn't it worth it?"

Simple questions and rhetorical questions, the conflict of values ​​​​is vividly displayed at this moment. The current Davian is destined to be unable to understand what Tonellico is really thinking in his heart. And Tonellico also has her own goals, so she approaches Davian. There are various problems and invisible gaps lurking between the two. These may not have an impact now, but when the future comes, these will become unimaginable big troubles.

"Actually, you know very well in your heart that we may become enemies in the future. We may draw swords against each other and try our best to cut off the other party's head. Although you don't say that you are loyal to the king, I understand what I taught you. Who you are, and I know the choice you made." Tonellico's words stimulated Davian's heart, tearing open the biggest problem that he subconsciously knew but didn't want to face.

This can be said to be the last thing Davian wants to face at the moment. After all, he has watched many domestic TV series and novels in his previous life. For the sake of power and status, no matter how terrible things a person does, it is not an exaggeration. It is true that King Arthur is the chosen son of this era, but how much bloodshed and how many lives will he have to go through before he climbs the mountain? No one knows, and Davian can't predict it. He only knows that the people he kills now are really a drop in the bucket compared to the people he will kill in the future.

We are all kings. Why are you the chosen one to draw the sword? Why are you blessed with so many honors and can reach the pinnacle of the future? Who can accept this? Just based on Merlin's words? Phew, of course, who will be the boss will be decided after the fight. It was not the same with Vortigern back then. He smashed King Uther to pieces on the battlefield and became the boss all the way up to now.

What Vortigern did back then almost inspired everyone's inner thoughts, in this era when the Roman Empire was weakening. As long as you are strong enough, you are not unqualified to do something. Just like the current kings, most of them are still loyal to Vortigern, secretly accumulating enough power, just waiting for a good opportunity to come out and directly take a piece of the pie.

"Indeed, as long as you just say this, I can already imagine the bloody chaos in the future. I don't need to think too much at all to understand everything those people long for." Davian put his hand on the Dark Sword's sword On the handle, he suppressed the chilling air that surged from his heart.

He looked at Tonellico, looking at the gorgeous blond hair and this beautiful face. In the end, he just said: "Let's go, keep moving forward. There are still many things to do. Let's leave the future to the future. Let's do what we should do now."

At this moment, in the palace of Londinium. Vortigern looked at the faces of the two people extracted through magic. The expression on his face was quite colorful, because this matter was beyond his imagination and he didn't know how to deal with it. I always feel that this matter, even if he doesn't take action, will become a big joy.

No. 5 and Lisut, who were still kneeling down on one knee, didn't want to talk now. When they saw Vortigern's expression just now, they felt that something was not quite right.

"In the final analysis, I am afraid of that guy. He has complete hatred. That guy Merlin knows how to do some bad things. Risot, just let your men continue to follow. There is no need to take action now, just a sword will do. No matter how sharp it is, if the person holding the sword has other thoughts, it's hard to say how powerful the sword will be. I would like to see how she wants to deal with this person."

"Yes!"