Lords of Camelot

He subconsciously reached out his hand to touch Gawain's hair, but after he did, he realized something was wrong.

Bagster is 1.9 meters tall, and now he is wearing high heels. I have always worn flat shoes and am only 1.7 meters tall. After I stretched out my hand, I felt something was wrong.

Bagster knelt down and saluted the lord with a smile. Davian was finally able to put his hand on her head. In fact, Bagster also enjoyed Davian's touch. After all, she was a large dog~

Then they both heard the neighing of a warhorse. Davian was stunned. Where did Chaldea get the horses from? Are you kidding?

Could it be that they have found the horse-shaped fairy? Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered that there was indeed such a strange guy in the Fang Clan.

Remember his name is Redla Bit? In short, it is a guy who is hard to describe. Davian withdrew his hand when he thought of this, but Bagster was still a little reluctant to let go.

She had always regretted that she and Davian had spent less time together since she became Lord of Manchester.

"Recently, there has been a strange trend among the children of prophecy. You should do a good job of gathering intelligence. I feel that the lords of various places have been so obedient for so many years that they can no longer hold back. If necessary... I don't mind losing a few lords or cities."

Davian's words were quite cruel, but Bagster did not refute them. This was the fact, and if he wanted to resist in the current situation, he had to be prepared to be slaughtered.

The soldiers who returned at this time also said that they saw a fairy like a horse pulling a carriage with the Chaldeans and directly escaping their pursuit.

Davidian was really getting impatient now. In this fairy kingdom, only a few clan leaders owned carriages, so someone must be doing something secretly.

[Damn Aurora, she is the only one who could do such a thing. Murrayne and Woodworth are not so boring. That horse-like fairy must be Redra Bit. I heard before that Woodworth gave it to Aurora as a servant. Woodworth, you really are...]

Davian probably already had some analysis of the matter in his mind, and he really wanted to skin Aurora alive right now to make her stop causing trouble.

But Davian can't do it now, that idiot Melyuchina will definitely protect Aurora.

I don’t know what she is thinking. Even if she continues like this and holds on, her love will collapse in the end, and she will definitely die more miserably than anyone else.

So Davian had no choice but to return to Camelot. After all, he had no idea where Chaldea would go next. He could only go back and wait patiently.

Morgan was awake when she returned to the dormitory. She was sitting on the bed reading quietly. Davian returned to her side in a very normal manner. Morgan then asked him why he ran out in the middle of the night instead of sleeping well.

Davian could only report everything about the Western Human Ranch to Morgan, who had no reaction after hearing it. It was just a trivial matter, not worth her thinking about it.

But she still caught some details, such as the reason why the Child of Prophecy and Chaldea came together. She directly pointed out that it was Davian's suggestion, otherwise Caster would not have met with Chaldea so easily.

"No, actually, given their personalities, even if I don't say anything, as long as they meet, they will go together."

Davian was always so single in this regard that Morgan was too lazy to criticize him.

But Morgan then said that it didn't matter. After all, she had said before that as long as Custer didn't ring the Pilgrimage Bell, she would not send troops to kill Custer.

"But she will go sooner or later, and no one can stop her. This is her...destiny."

Davidian even used the term "destiny" here, and no one could stop such a thing.

And now he has roughly deduced where Chaldea landed. Those unlucky guys must have landed in the Nameless Forest, which was formerly Cornwall.

Then he suffered amnesia due to the curse left by Ful Weiser, and his memory must have been restored recently.

Davian wanted to complain. Any other landing place would be better than the one in Cornwall.

Orkney or Norwich, any other place is better than the exile place in the Nameless Forest, it's really speechless.

"Be it destiny or mission, it doesn't matter to me. I have already experienced what she will experience in the future. If she can complete her mission, it will be a relief for me in a sense."

Davian subconsciously looked at Morgan when he heard her, his eyes full of surprise. He couldn't imagine that Morgan would say such a thing.

How could she, a person with such strong obsession, say such words of giving up at this time?

Seeing Davian's surprised expression, Morgan just said calmly:

"Of course I will do my best to maintain this fairy kingdom. This is my Britain, it's mine, and I won't let go for even a moment. The moment she completes her mission is the moment I die, and that will be my liberation, the moment I am freed from this long obsession."

Morgan's meaning was simple. When Custer completed her mission, Morgan must have died. If she was dead, there was no point in talking about it. When he said this, Davian's eyes revealed sadness.

This was the only thing he couldn't change, their position was wrong to begin with. Once this mistake was corrected, their fate would most likely be to be eliminated... or die.

"But even so, there is a difference between waiting to be killed and resisting to the last moment. I have no intention of losing to Chaldea or Caster. I will fight to the last moment."

Morgan's meaning was very clear, a typical idea of ​​replacing someone else.

This loss belt has long since become a singularity. If pan-human history really doesn't work, then Morgan will replace pan-human history without hesitation.

As for the wrath of the Horned God in the big pit...haha, if that thing really gets to the point where even Morgan, the miraculous Davian, and twelve sticks of Lungominiard can't suppress it, then it doesn't matter.

After all, if it explodes the entire earth will be gone, so why should Morgan care? At worst, everything will be over. Anyway, she has worked hard to continue the Fairy Kingdom for so many years.

"That's totally irresponsible! As a lord, I will immediately punish you, the evil queen!"

Davian suddenly had a vicious expression on his face and started to joke with Morgan, and Morgan was amused by him.

"That evil Queen of Britain is coming over here right now to suppress the great Lord of Camelot! Come here!"

Morgan pulled Davidian into his arms and attacked and suppressed him fiercely!

How could a mere Lord of Camelot resist the Queen of Winter? Davian was immediately flattened and kneaded by Morgan like a ball, and Davian enjoyed being repeatedly manipulated.

Since I can’t sleep anyway, I might as well fight until dawn.

But when the sun rose, Davian found that Morgan was making blank fantasy books, and they were large fantasy books. Davian was stunned and had no idea what she was doing.

"Well, I wanted to do this after I analyzed the structure of your Evil King Flying Dragon fantasy book. After all, it's been two thousand years since you read it. I want to preserve those beautiful records of the past, right?"

"Like a family portrait?" Davian asked, and Morgan nodded.

"This way, even if we are defeated, we can tell those who come after us what we did, right? We really tried our best.

It was the wrong position, but we have kept this country going for thousands and thousands of years. It is a beautiful country, and one I am proud of.”

Hearing Morgan's words, Davian smiled and nodded and said, "Yes, they will definitely understand. They will understand how good and great you are. You are someone who deserves the full loyalty of the Lord of Camelot in pan-human history."