Lords of Camelot

"I will be wary of this man. As for the Atlantic Lostbelt...if necessary, I can also go there."

Davian waited until Beryl was gone before saying this, but Morgan just shook his head at his words.

"Why do you have to go? The lord has his own battlefield. How can you drool like a hyena and search for prey everywhere? Although the man is evil, he is a good tool. I think he can complete the task he is supposed to complete as I want."

However, at this moment, a fairy suddenly ran into the hall and handed over a document. Davian took the document and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Tintagel's contribution - a son of prophecy. I hope the Queen can exempt them from existence tax this year. I'll go there myself." Davian suggested, and Morgan thought about it and nodded.

"Then go check it out. If you find her, bring her back. I want to see what she looks like. Although I was very angry about Einsel's prediction that year, I think I was too impatient now."

After obtaining Morgan's consent, Davian cut through the dark space and went directly to Tintagel. The moment he landed, he felt the heat blowing on his face.

Then he saw everything clearly. The whole village of Tintagel was burning! The goblins living here had completely turned into evil goblins and were killing each other.

"How the hell did things turn out like this? What the hell just happened?"

Davian put away the Dark Sword, and the Unnamed Sword appeared in his hand. He transformed into a phoenix and started to kill the goblins. These guys were completely hopeless, and no one could be let go now!

At the same time, he was still looking for the Son of Prophecy. Finally, when the last evil goblin fell under his dark blade, he found the Paradise Goblin, or... the Son of Prophecy, protected by the old blacksmith in the center of the village square.

He cancelled the transformation of the phoenix and picked up the dark sword of the Lord of Camelot, which was well-known in the fairy country. The old blacksmith became more alert at this time.

He didn't know who was coming just now, but now when he saw the sword, he knew which big boss was coming.

He now dared not let his guard down, as he always felt that if he wasn't careful, Altria would be ruthlessly wiped out.

However, Davian's next words surprised the two men: "Come with me, both of you. Lord Morgan is willing to meet you, and everything will be discussed after that.

Although you may be worried, I can guarantee with my honor as Lord of Camelot that the Queen has no intention of killing you two."

The old blacksmith handed the staff in his hand to the son of prophecy in silence. After the two were ready, Davidian opened the dark space.

The three of them walked in together, and before leaving the space, Davian asked the two of them their names.

"Ector." The old blacksmith's name made Davian startled. Could there be such a coincidence? However, the next moment, the name of the son of prophecy made Davian unable to hold back.

"Altria Custer. My name is...Altria Custer."

The moment he heard the name, Davian's spirit almost collapsed. Tears rolled down his face, and Custer saw Davian's mood from behind.

It obviously had nothing to do with him, but the Lord of Camelot in front of him became so sad and painful when he heard the name Altria...

But the next moment David wiped the tears from his face, and he opened the dark space, which was the Queen's throne room.

But beyond Davian's imagination, the moment the two men entered the hall, Morgan was the first one to lose his temper.

She rose from the throne and said in a trembling voice: "Ector, my black knight, is that you?"

Hearing this address, Hector knelt down and saluted the queen in a knightly manner: "Ash, is that you? Even though your voice has changed over time, I still remember everything about you clearly."

Morgan walked over quickly with heavy steps. She walked up to Ector and checked his condition.

No... He's too badly injured, there's no way to recover.

Perhaps he was able to hold on until now because of his belief in protecting the silly girl, the Child of Prophecy, but now that he saw me and finally breathed a sigh of relief, he can't hold on any longer.

"No wonder the Lord can guarantee with his own reputation that the Queen will not kill the Child of Prophecy... So that's how it is, it's you...

You did not die in the riot at Lontinium, but survived and have been fighting till now."

But Hector was relieved at the last moment. He actually met the person he cared about most.

He had already gained great satisfaction, and at this moment, all the pain he had experienced was gone. Fortunately, he had been holding on until now, and it was great that he could hold on until this moment.

"My Lord... Lord Jian... please guide the new son of prophecy, please... please forgive them in this fairy kingdom. You have worked too hard, you have done too much..."

After saying these words, Hector could no longer maintain his kneeling position and fell backwards. Fortunately, Altria and Davian caught him in time and prevented him from falling to the ground.

"Hector..." Tears that had not fallen for a long time fell on Hector's hand. Morgan was already kneeling on the ground and holding Hector's hand.

This is the end of Hector, and her last loyal companion is about to leave.

The grief in Morgan's heart at this moment was greater than any moment in the past. Her former companions left one by one, but she had to move on.

"Altria... work hard. You are the same as this master. You are stubborn and never give up. No matter how many setbacks you suffer, you can always get back on your feet. So you will definitely be able to carry out your path."

Hector also can't let go of Artoria, but he believes that Artoria can do it, she is the same as Ash.

Finally, he said to Davian: "Lord Davian...Lord Jian...I am counting on you. Please protect her ending."

Davian nodded gently, and after explaining everything clearly, Hector finally closed his eyes without any worries. It was great that he could have such peace and joy in the last moment of his life.

He met the person he wanted to meet and the person he wanted to entrust his future to. And he fulfilled all his responsibilities to these two people. His life is so complete, which is really wonderful.

Hector's heart stopped beating, and Morgan and Altria burst into tears at the same time. Davian closed his eyes silently and listened to their sorrow. This moment will remain in his heart forever.

Two generations of paradise fairies were crying for the same person at this moment, and the sword-wielding knight remembered all the old man's last words in his heart.

How long will it take to atone for the sins? When will the lives of the fairy kingdom understand their mistakes and original sins? Davidian could only lament like this at this time.