Lords of Camelot

In the early morning, Percival woke up. He slept for a long time this time and even had a rare dream.

But rather than a dream, it is more like a memory of the past.

In the Great Cathedral of Salisbury, in the orphanage, that day was his birthday. That day he received the Spear of the Chosen, and that day the Mirror Clan was destroyed.

And it was also on that day that he saw Melyusina crying in the rain. That day was the day when the person he loved most fell into despair because of the thing he loved most.

"Oh! Lord Percival! Are you awake?" The Round Table soldier who was responsible for taking care of him exclaimed the moment he came in, and Percival smiled, got up, dressed and told him that he was fine.

He also asked himself how long he had slept so far, and the answer he got was exactly one whole night. The servant also told him that they had won a great victory in the previous battle, and now Londinium was already overcrowded.

[When I was away, someone powerful took over the command. 】

Percival smiled and picked up the Spear of the Chosen, then walked out happily. It should be the blonde riding a white horse. The first time he saw her, he was excited. She must be a very powerful figure in pan-human history.

When he arrived at the square, people were having breakfast and working. This time even Percival couldn't help staring. How could there be so many people? Too many! Twice as many as before!

"Oh? Sir Percival? Are you completely awake?" The blonde beauty greeted Percival with a smile, and Percival blushed at this moment.

It was the first time he saw such a beautiful person. In this fairy country, there was almost no one as beautiful as her.

However, the others were stunned at this time. They looked at Percival's black hair. Would using the Spear of Selection turn him into this? It was hard to understand!

"Thank you for your greetings. I am fine now. I have heard from everyone in the Round Table Army about what happened after I fainted. The battle was not delayed unnecessarily, and there was no unnecessary killing. Thank you all.

I am glad that the philosophy of the Round Table Army has been deeply rooted in everyone's hearts. This should open up a path for reconciliation with the Fang Clan."

He smiled happily when he said this, and then he asked the real name of the blond man in front of him.

And when he learned that the person in front of him was the famous King Arthur in pan-human history, Artoria Pendragon, he was so surprised that his mouth couldn't close.

"It's hard to imagine, is this King Arthur? That's right, if he is not such a person, how can he deserve such a reputation. I didn't think enough before, from now on, please let you lead the Round Table Army! You are the most suitable person at this moment!"

He once again chose to abdicate at this time, and Artoria did not shirk her responsibility. On the contrary, she took over the actual command of the Round Table without hesitation, but her requirement was that Percival still stood in the open as the leader.

"Sir Percival, I can give you advice and fight for you. But the trust in them is not something I can cultivate right away as a newcomer. Sometimes, you must have full trust to do certain things. Do you understand?"

Altria explained the reason, and Sir Percival reluctantly accepted the proposal. In fact, in his opinion, if such a noble and powerful person could become the new leader, it would be much better than continuing to be the leader of the Round Table Army.

"Well, now that Sir Percival is awake, let's convene a combat meeting. This morning, spies in Manchester and Oxford have sent us news.

Bagster has united the remaining Clan of the Fang and Davian to lead the army back to Londinium. Every minute and every second is very urgent, we can't waste it! "

Of course, Altria would not waste this precious time. She directly summoned everyone to the combat command room. Davian was coming with great momentum and had far more resources than her. Not to mention that compared to Woodworth, Davian was a steady military leader who would not give others too many opportunities.

"In this battle, the Round Table Army suffered 20% casualties. But the number of reinforcements coming in now far outweighs this loss.

However, it will take some time of war to train them into qualified fighters. Currently, this process takes about 7 days.

I will fight a city defense battle with David here, and you guys should take advantage of this gap I have delayed to rush to various places to ring the pilgrimage bells.

By now, the lords of various places should have completely sided with you and no longer have the courage to stop you from doing anything."

This was Altria's plan, and no one denied it. After finalizing the plan, Altria continued to explain:

“But don’t take it lightly. Davian will stay here and defend the city with me because I’m here, but there will definitely be other people who will continue to hunt you down.

This is no joke. The essence of this plan is just a simple exchange of chips. How far it can be achieved depends on your actions. "

She made the essence of the matter clear, and it was a fact that her staying here could divert most of Davian's attention.

Because Davian would instinctively not believe that there was anyone else who could fight Altria here, but the resources he had were still sufficient. Even if Davian stayed here, he could send others to continue chasing Ritsuka and the others.

"Miss Knocknare, please return to Edinburgh in the north. Your arrival has helped us a lot. What to do next depends on your consideration as the Queen of the North."

Noknare nodded and accepted her proposal. After all, the wall of Camelot would collapse. When she returned, the giant army should have been formed. It was time to prepare to march into Camelot.

The millennium plan originated from the clan of the previous king can finally be moved forward, and Morgan's rule is now finally showing signs of collapse.

"By the way, you did a great job this time, Caster. You actually managed to defeat Woodworth and Bogzat, who are much more difficult to deal with than the Fairy Knight. Even the King of Moss can defeat the head of the Fang Clan. Only then can you be my opponent, Caster!"

After that, she left the war room. After all, she did not belong to the Round Table Army, and she was out on her own. Fortunately, she had achieved such a high level of success, otherwise she would have been confined by the elders when she returned.

"Now that we have decided on the general direction, we need to implement it in detail. Everyone, I went to Gloucester last night, and Murray has agreed to let us ring the pilgrimage bell in Gloucester that belongs to the Winged Clan."

Oberon also shared the good news, and everyone immediately became happy. This was a great thing for them. With the ringing of the third bell, Custer's strength would be greatly improved.