Lords of Camelot

After this huge rebellion ended, the princes began to quickly clean up the battlefield. They have eliminated the biggest obstacle in Britain, and the next step is to gather other people who are willing to resist King Arthur and knock down King Arthur who may return to Britain.

Counting Davian, the corpses of a total of six thousand soldiers of the Glory Eternal Legion were identified and then buried together. However, they were buried separately from the soldiers from the allied forces of the princes, and a simple stone tablet was erected here. Although they used despicable traps to destroy all the Glorious Eternal Legion out of stance, they also recognized each other's contribution to the British island.

Mordred did not dare to say any inappropriate words at this time. After all, she herself stood out from the Brilliant Eternal Legion. If her heart hadn't completely fallen into darkness at this moment, she would never have been able to do such a despicable act of backstabbing the people who had watched her grow up.

However, she immediately sent people out to chase Wenqinlibu. After all, there was no body of that guy. She knew that the other party must have escaped through the dark space of the Dark Sword, and she must not let the guy escape, otherwise things would be in trouble.

However, although they dared to carry the corpses of the soldiers of the Glorious Eternal Legion, they did not dare to approach Davian who was still standing there holding the flag. His face was still so resolute and unyielding, as if even if he died, he could not stop his fight and would still continue to fight against all the traitors here.

Until someone came to the battlefield, she came thousands of miles away just for him.

"Mother." Mordred showed respect to the visitor. According to Morgan's plan, she was getting closer and closer to her goal. Gaining the whole of Britain and being crowned king is not far away.

"You did a good job. Quick, let Camelot fall from the inside. Now that the information about Davian's death has not been sent back, you can quickly return to Camelot by marching day and night." Morgan's words came from behind the black veil. Come and once again indicate Mordred's next action. Mordred nodded, and then immediately led his remaining knight troops towards Camelot.

After Mordred left, Morgan walked to Davian's side with a calm expression. She took off the black veil that covered her beautiful face, and then stretched out her hand to gently push the noblest flag of the Glorious Eternal Legion in Davian's hand.

The flag collapsed, and Davian slowly fell toward Morgan. Finally, he fell into Morgan's arms.

Morgan held his body and slowly knelt down on the ground. She gently touched Davian's gradually cold face and looked at his last face before death.

After she looked at it for a long time, she waved, and her wide sleeves brushed across Davian's body. The blood stains and wounds had disappeared, the damaged clothes had been repaired, and even his ferocious face became peaceful the moment his eyes closed.

"I finally got you. But I still feel dissatisfied in my heart. Why should we remain loyal forever? Doesn't it mean that loyalty after death should be dedicated to me?" Morgan lamented softly to his corpse, surrounded by No one dared to come close to disturb these two people.

She lowered her head and sniffed the scent of Davian: "Well, it smells like the red dragon. It really makes me angry. It should be my scent on you."

The next moment, both sides disappeared into the battlefield. Not in Camelot, but in Orkney. This was Morgan's final revenge on Davian, who was unwilling to be buried in the courtyard of Camelot. She wanted to bury Davian in Orkney forever and keep him under her gaze forever. She didn't even want Arturia to see Davian's body. This was her revenge, even if there was only emptiness in her heart after the revenge.

Because she lost the living Davian, the person who truly loved her and was loved by her.

Morgan kissed Davian's cold lips one last time before burying him in the long dug grave. This was both the last kiss on the lips between the two and the first.

Finally, Davian was placed in a coffin and buried in the grave that had been prepared for him. Morgan personally placed the tombstone for him, and the tombstone had already been engraved with the epitaph written by Morgan for Davian.

[I bury those I love and those who love me here - Morgan Slyrick]

When this was done, Morgan disappeared. There is no need to stay in Orkney. Britain will end in endless war.

There was nothing left for her to do.

A few months later, Artoria had already finished the war with Rome and boarded a warship returning to Britain.

Although she lost two ships and hundreds of soldiers in the battle with Rome, she won several times the losses.

The faces of the soldiers on the deck were filled with happy expressions. The long-lasting war with the aliens was finally over. Although we can only pray for God's favor in successive years of disaster, the struggle between people has finally ended.

The soldiers, who were suffering from the fatigue of life, also had hope in their eyes. They repeated like a mantra, "It's barely saved now," and now that they have this opportunity to recuperate, they will be much better.

But Artoria saw the thing floating on the sea at this moment. It was a person, and it was someone whom Artoria was familiar with.

Wengenrib, the flag-bearer of the Brilliant Eternal Legion, Davian's most reliable deputy, is he actually drifting on the sea like this? What happened?

She hurriedly asked someone to call a doctor, then jumped off the boat and ran over by relying on her ability to run on water. After getting closer, she was even more certain that this was Wen Qinlibu. What was even more terrifying was that there was a sword tightly tied to his back. This sword was even more familiar to Artoria, it was Davian's dark sword Yue Dark. What's going on? What happened in Britain?

Arturia picked him up without hesitation, and used an explosive magic release to jump back to her ship. As soon as the doctor came out, Wenqinribu woke up immediately.

"Are you awake? Mr. Wenqinlibu, hold on! Doctor, come here quickly, doctor!" Artoria just shouted a few words, but found that Wenqinlibu had reached out and grabbed her wrist tightly. Artoria looked at Wengenrib in surprise. He was so strong that he didn't look like a dying person.

Although he was obviously seriously injured and weak, Wenqinribu spent his last breath to say everything he needed to say in one breath: "My king! Mordred rebelled! The seven major clans and the major princes Joined the rebels. The Glorious Eternal Legion was completely destroyed, Lord Davian was stabbed to death by Mordred in the back! Camelot has fallen!"

When he finished saying these words, the hand that was holding Artoria's wrist fell to the ground weakly. In a moment of silence, Arturia took off the Dark Sword from his back, laid his body flat on the deck and closed Wengenrib's eyes.

At this moment, she couldn't help biting her lips. The last glorious Eternal Legion soldier also died in front of her at this moment. He braved the dangers and crossed the whole of Britain and rushed to the sea, just to seek an opportunity to inform my king in advance of everything that happened on the island of Britain.

And God also chose to bless this heroic warrior, allowing him to complete his mission and finally pass away safely.