Lords of Camelot

This is how the happy days with Morgan were spent, and this was the only happiness that Davidian could enjoy as himself.

After all, as long as he turns his eyes back to reality, all that is left is bitterness. He has given up many of his insistence for Morgan.

If it were according to his original duties, what should he do... Ha, probably to kill all the goblins here. As for the humans here, there is really nothing he can do.

After all, she is just a replica of the priestess of God, and her lifespan is limited to a pitiful 30 years.

In fact, there is no need for Davian to do anything deliberately to maintain this fairy kingdom. As long as the fairies are not completely destroyed spiritually, it doesn't matter if their current bodies die. There will always be next generations born anyway.

Even this island was made up of the remains of the dead goblins. Davian felt like vomiting every time he thought about it.

What a bunch of filthy beasts! Even all the water in the North Sea cannot wash away the sins of Britain.

After the negotiation with Mab, the huge city of Edinburgh was built in the north. Since then, Davian and Morgan have never seen Mab again. Morgan lamented the choice made by his friend but did not try to change anything.

Someone has to make sacrifices, and that person could be her or Mab.

The peaceful days in the Fairy Kingdom lasted for many years, and Davian enjoyed the tranquility.

After all, it’s good to have less mess. If I really have to say... it’s much easier to manage the goblins who don’t have to worry about eating, drinking, defecating and urinating than Britain in pan-human history.

As long as they don't all die, Davian doesn't care about the rest.

However, he recently heard some uneasy rumors, as if someone was trying to instigate hatred among the Fang Clan against the Wing Clan.

Davian didn't understand why anyone would do such a thing. It was so stupid, and no one would benefit from doing such a thing.

He really wanted to meet Reinek and ask him what was going on. The Fang Clan were indeed ferocious goblins, but they were not so stupid.

Not to mention that the Wing Clan is not known for their fighting ability, and they are a clan that tends to be peaceful.

[Really? I didn't expect her to be so eager for favor. Sure enough, everyone is the same in not wanting to admit defeat. Maybe I should just come over and take a look myself, right?]

When Davian was thinking about the problem between Wing and Fang, Morgan's words suddenly came. She was casually teasing herself in the Lostbelt, and it was obvious that she enjoyed it.

Davian shook his head noncommittally, not commenting too much on her bad taste.

But maybe it should be said here… It doesn’t matter, I’m both the same! Hahahahahaha!

"Davian, please go over there. Something is not right. The Fang Clan has even assembled, and Reinek can't control them.

The destination they are heading to is Oxford, and it seems that they really intend to massacre the entire Wing Clan."

Morgan's words came from the throne, and Davian was surprised. He was just thinking about this matter, and now this happened? Are these bastard goblins only so powerful when they are doing evil things?

He waved the dark sword and went to the territory of the Fang Clan. A large number of elite members of the Fang Clan were gathered here and even armed.

And not only the goblins, but even humans are armed and ready to attack Oxford?

Davian stood dissatisfied on the road. The tooth fairies didn't dare to move at this moment. Everyone knew whose will Davian's arrival represented.

When Davian faced them, he just calmly said two words - go back.

These two cold words carried waves of magic throughout the entire Fang Clan, and Reinek, who was at the center of the clan, was helpless.

Originally, it should have been it that was responsible for restraining its subordinates, but now that it was too old, it was unable to manage the entire Fang Clan.

"It's the Lord of Camelot, the knight of Her Majesty the Queen. Are we still going to attack the Winged Clan now?"

"If we really anger the Lord, I'm sure the Queen will not sit idly by. What should we do now?"

They began to hesitate and hesitate, but Davian didn't care. He came here today to force the Fang Clan in front of him to withdraw. Friction between clans was acceptable, but if they went there to exterminate the clan, that would be too outrageous.

That would be too brutal and bloody, and Morgan would not be happy if the decorations embellishing his kingdom were reduced.

"If anyone wants to attack the Wing Clan, then they can come and try the sword in my hand." Davian walked slowly forward, and the magic fluctuations of the Dark Sword oppressed the nerves of the Fang Clan.

Finally, the Toothed Goblin rushed towards Davian under such a terrifying sense of oppression.

Davian's dark sword cut through the fairies that attacked him. Although there were only a few of them, the appearance of blood finally calmed down these violent fang fairies.

They can indeed give birth to the next generation, but the next generation will not be the same as they are now. There is no need to waste their precious lives here. Leaving now is the right choice.

As the Fang Fairies turned and began to leave, Davian nodded with satisfaction. In this way, the matter can be said to be resolved. Although friction will continue to occur, it is already a small matter and there is no need to worry about it.

“As a settlement for this incident, the Wing Clan’s territory will be moved to Gloucester, and the original Oxford will be handed over to the Fang Clan for their reproduction and management.

If you still have questions, go to the throne and speak to her. But the prerequisite is that you can have enough reasons for Her Majesty to make more concessions for you. "

After leaving such cold words, Davian returned to the dark space and left. He didn't want to stay here any longer.

He felt uncomfortable if he stayed any longer, so it would be better for him to leave quickly.

This time, the exit of the dark space was no longer at the top of the palace but in front of the throne. Davian walked out of the dark space and saluted the queen sitting on the throne.

"Reporting, the Fang Clan has withdrawn. I arbitrarily moved the Wing Clan's territory to Gloucester, and promised to hand over Oxford to the Fang Clan. Please forgive me, Your Majesty, for this crime of overstepping authority."

However, Morgan just waved her hand calmly to indicate that he should not care about these trivial matters. She calmly asked the fairy officials who were still in the palace to leave.

Even that wasn't all, after everyone left she cast a shielding magic to ensure that the subsequent conversation would not be known by anyone else.

"It's okay, it's just a small matter. Not to mention that from my perspective, it doesn't matter even if the Fang Clan slaughters the Wing Clan completely.

But that would reduce some of the tax revenue, which is a pity in terms of efficiency. That's why I asked you to mediate, and you did a great job."

Davian nodded, and then sat down on the steps in front of the throne. When their conversation ended, the so-called goblin officials of Camelot entered the palace again. Davian did not say much about this fake royal court, but laughed secretly in his heart.

A group of goblins who will never grow spiritually are actually bargaining over various things here like humans. It's simply hilarious.