Lords of Camelot

The meeting with several clan leaders was hypocritical but at least pleasant on the surface. However, Davian disliked Aurora, the clan leader of the Wind Clan.

The guy looked good but felt like the poisoned apple that Snow White bit into, completely rotten to the inside.

"Don't worry about it. She can't cause any trouble. The gap in hard power cannot be made up by conspiracy. If it were the first ten years, there might be a possibility of failure.

But now, as the power of the Amyrlin Throne grows every year, I have become more and more invincible."

Morgan explained the matter to him clearly, and Davian put it in his heart. But he would not forget it, and he could not give Aurora any chance to make trouble.

In the end, the conversation with Reinek, the clan leader of the Fang Clan, was quite pleasant. Reinek was one of the few people who knew the truth.

His attitude towards Morgan was more of admiration than gratitude. Although it was hard for Davian to understand that a goblin could also age, he still understood Reinek's current situation.

Its heart has completely aged, and it has despaired of the current situation in Britain. Reinek is the fairy who knows best the true meaning of all that Morgan has done.

Everything Morgan is doing now is not so much about building her country as it is about forcibly prolonging the life of the fairy kingdom of Britain with her own strength.

But what's the point? No, what Reineck really wants to ask is how long can this last? The goblins will not change, and the final end will surely come. At that moment, Morgan may only suffer countless pains.

However, in response to his questions, Morgan simply asked him coldly about the progress of the establishment of the human ranch and the current number and combat strength of the Fang Clan.

They are a key force in the fairy country of Britain. After all, they are the best at fighting against Moss.

In the end, the two sides parted unhappily under such circumstances. Davian saluted Reinek and went north with Morgan.

Mab was waiting for them, and the time agreed upon by both parties was approaching.

In the vast wilderness, both parties arrived at the agreed time. The dark space opened up, and Davian walked out holding Morgan's hand.

Mab, who was far away, also slowly came here accompanied by a subordinate. Mab herself was very relaxed, but her subordinates were quite nervous.

"Don't be nervous. If we really wanted to take action, we wouldn't choose a place like this." Mab comforted her subordinates and continued to move forward. This way, she really looked like she was here to negotiate.

"Will you walk with me? Or wait for me here?" Morgan asked Davian for his opinion, and Davian slowly stepped back half a step to indicate that he would wait here patiently.

Mab's attitude proved that they would not fight here, so there was no need for him to get involved. Anyway, he could hear clearly what they were talking about at this distance, so he might as well let the other party's subordinates feel more at ease.

Negotiations between the two sides began quickly, but it was more like a chat than a negotiation.

Morgan told Mab the events at the beginning of the Queen's Calendar, starting from when she drained the magic of the Imagination Tree.

Time passed quickly. Fortunately, both parties did not need to eat, otherwise it would have been troublesome.

The story lasted a whole day and night, and Morgan had already thrown away the irrelevant things and only talked about the important things.

After hearing this, Mab's initial relief turned into heaviness. When she realized that the Morgan in front of her was Jian, she already understood what the person in front of her had experienced.

"Are you willing to go to such lengths to ensure the survival of the Fairy Kingdom?"

After learning all this, Mab just asked this question, and Morgan nodded and gave his response.

"Even so, I will do my best to keep this going."

Mab sighed. He had originally thought that the guy in front of him was an extremely cold-blooded and ruthless person who came from some remote corner. But it turned out to be that Ash...

Alas, it was normal for her to completely lose hope in the fairies and take this path after what happened in Londinium.

Mab's heart softened at this moment, so she could only declare to Morgan in front of her:

"Then let's sign the contract! From now on, you and I will be distinct from each other. I will be in charge of maintaining the fairies in the north, and when you become exhausted and weak, the King's Clan will inherit you."

Morgan laughed, which was rare for her. She also gave her own response: "Then I'm afraid you won't be able to wait until then."

"That doesn't matter. After all, it's not me who will inherit your business, but the King's Clan." Mab turned to his subordinates and said,

"From now on, I will no longer be able to continue to lead everything as the queen of the King's Clan. Until a new queen is born, you will all follow the instructions of His Majesty Morgan."

"What does this mean, my Queen?"

"Let's talk about it when we get back!" Mab said, and then he led his subordinates back to the clan's territory. Morgan also turned and walked towards Davian.

This matter was perfectly resolved, and to be honest, Mab's declaration and choice were exactly what she expected, which was a safety net. Even if she was gone, there would be someone else...

"She's quite arrogant." Davian commented. Mab is one of the few normal or even good people in this fairy country.

Davian had no ill will towards her and even felt that they could be friends.

"She is like this. When her lover died during the Summer War, she rolled on the ground in agony. If it weren't for this opportunity, the fairies in the south would have been completely defeated and killed."

Morgan smiled and recalled the good old days, while Davian just looked at her beautiful face calmly.

Even with the black veil covering her face, Davian could still imagine how beautiful the expression beneath the veil was at the moment. Those beautiful memories that made Morgan happy belonged to her alone.

Morgan returned to normal after a brief recollection. She said to Davian with a hint of apology, "I'm sorry, I was so lost in those memories that I delayed you for a while. Let's go back, Davian."

"As you command, Your Majesty." Davian calmly swung his sword to cut through the dark space again. He knew why Morgan apologized.

It wasn't because she made Davian wait for so long, but because the good times she recalled had nothing to do with Davian.

What's even more helpless is that she could have let Davian share those beautiful memories, but because of her stubbornness and naivety in the beginning, Davian lost the opportunity to obtain them and can only face this ruthless and cold reality now.

After returning to Camelot once again, Morgan returned to her Amyrlin throne to test the reserves of magic power and monitor the current situation throughout Britain.

Davian still returned to the highest point and looked out over the entire Camelot, when Morgan's voice came again.

[You were quite sad just now, don’t cry~]

"I'm so noisy, please let me go and stop talking..."