Lords of Camelot

Artoria stood up, and the king showed no signs of cowardice or confusion at this moment.

Since the people on the British Isles had repaid her great achievements with such betrayal, she would not let it go.

For the first time, the desire for revenge ignited in her heart. The news of Davian's death in battle made her understand that there was no turning back. He once predicted that Britain would be destroyed in a fierce war. And now it seems that this prophecy is really coming true.

But Artoria, who had restrained herself all her life, chose to obey her desires at this moment. She wanted revenge! She wants revenge for Davian! Since those people foolishly want to destroy her and Davian's dreams, then let death come to those people and let them understand how shameful all this is!

"Set the ship! Speed ​​back! We want those stupid people to understand that it's not over yet. It's just a rebellion. Let's suppress them like this!"

Her voice spread throughout the fleet with the blessing of her own magic power, and then the speed of all warships immediately increased. They will now speed back to Britain to let those people know who is the Lord of Britain.

Immediately afterwards, a soldier stepped forward to restrain Wenqinlibu's gradually cold body, while Arturia walked towards the bow of the ship with the Dark Sword.

Facing the boundless sea, Artoria held the holy sword that Davian had used for more than 20 years in both hands. Who should she talk to at this moment about the sadness in her heart? The only one in the world who would support her unconditionally no matter what she did, the person who loved her had already left him first.

[Didn’t you say that we would fight together until the last moment? Why did you leave first? 】

Silent tears fell down her face. She didn't cry out, she just cried silently. But then she held the sword in one hand and wiped away her tears with her free hand.

【I will avenge you! Davian, I promise! 】

Only at this moment did she give up her self-requirements as a knight and a king.

Go to hell and protect Britain, I want revenge for Davian!

But when they approached the harbor, they faced the heavily prepared military force of Mordred and the rebel princes.

Our side was exhausted, and the enemy was well prepared. This should have been an absolutely unfavorable battle.

But Gawain, who was recovering from his injuries in Orkney, immediately led his men to the battlefield after hearing the news of Mordred's rebellion. At this critical moment, he rushed to Sandwich to guide my king out of the encirclement.

Coupled with the fact that Kai came out of nowhere with soldiers to take charge of the rear, King Arthur finally managed to survive from the desperate situation.

It is said that during this battle, Kaiqing was not able to see the king until the end.

It was during this retreat battle that Gawain and Mordred dueled one on one. Although Gawain once forced Mordred into a desperate situation in the early stages of the battle, Gawain was still defeated and sacrificed in the duel due to the recurrence of an old injury sustained during the battle with Lancelot.

But his battle was also meaningful. The injured Mordred was forced to retreat from the front line to take command in the rear. If the Red Mordred has been active on the front line, I am afraid that the situation of King Arthur's army will be even more difficult.

However, this also turned the siege into a war of attrition. The bloody battle between the British compatriots lasted for seven days.

Artoria also understood why they would adopt such despicable tactics, if they could not kill her as quickly as possible. Then the battle will become like this. The front is stretched, retreats and pursuits are repeated, and the British mainland is completely destroyed in the fire.

She also understood the reasons for the rebellion, and just as she and Davian had predicted, the people's patience had reached its limit. Barren land, endless invasions, children dying of hunger.

They have endured for too long, and now their patience has reached its limit. The princes have launched such a rebellion. There is nothing wrong with the king being an ideal king, but they can no longer tolerate the current situation.

Just like what Kai Qing said, while praising the ideal king, once he found that the ideal king could not save thousands of people, he would shirk all responsibilities to her.

She bears it all, but doesn't lament it. Just because she understood that the end was at this moment.

There was nothing she could do to change Britain's destruction, but Artoria still had something to do.

That is revenge.

In the early morning of the seventh day, the battle advanced to Kamran Hill. The fierce battle between the two armies continued until dusk, with both the enemy and ourselves suffering heavy casualties. Apart from the two of them, there were no other survivors on the battlefield.

She stood on the top of the hill, and Mordred stood at the bottom.

"We have finally reached this point, King Arthur... It has been too long. In order to reach this point, I have been wandering on this battlefield for too long."

Her voice was as cruel and resentful as a Shura ghost. Artoria looked at her and the sword in her hand. It was she and this sword that took Davian's life from behind.

"How is it? Your country is finished like this, everything is over! No matter who wins, everything has been destroyed!"

Mordred wailed, and just by listening to the sound, you could tell how crazy the emotions in her heart were. When things progress to this point, everything has no meaning.

"Why don't you pass the throne to me!?"

"Why don't you tell the world that I am your son?!"

"Why! Why? Why was I born like this!"

The rebellious knight howled and waved Clarent and rushed up the hill towards King Arthur. This full blow could even knock the Sword of Victory out of Artoria's hand. It was a life-burning blow and Mordred's final madness.

After receiving such a blow, Artoria drew out the dark sword Yue Dark and said: "It's very simple, it's just because you don't have the courage to be a king."

The next moment, in the eyes of Mordred, who was holding Clarent high and preparing to launch a second attack, Arturia seemed to be flashing in front of her. The dark sword slashed her body diagonally from top to bottom. Wherever the holy sword struck, all the internal organs were split in half.

But it was at this moment, the moment Artoria's revenge was completed. Mordred's helmet shattered, and the magic that Morgan had embedded in the armor was activated at the last moment. Even though Mordred was definitely dead, her hands still came down to complete the chop.

The rebel's magic sword shattered the king's helmet, cut open the skull, and completely took away one eye and the remaining life.

Only at this moment, Artoria completely killed Mordred, and her revenge was completed, made her feel relaxed. Morgan's magic worked, and even though he was only controlling Mordred's body, he still gave Artoria a fatal blow.

The body of the rebel Mordred fell to the ground, but Arturia could only stand on the hill with the dark sword in her hand as a pillar.

She used her remaining eye to look at the hill of Kamlan, which was littered with corpses. Everything was destroyed. It was the future that Davian had told her when he came to her to stop her on the chosen day.