Lords of Camelot

[So I was the one left behind in the end? This is hard to imagine. I really shouldn’t have just stood by and watched. ]

This time, Morgan's voice not only appeared in the ears of Davian and Morgan, but even Altria heard it.

She was too lazy to complain, and sure enough, she kept pestering Davian.

With my sister's personality, there is no way she would let Davian go. If it weren't for her help, Morgan in the Lostbelt would never have been able to summon Davian.

"I don't even know what to say when I hear your voice. I can only say that no matter how many years have passed, you are still the same."

Altria could only give such an answer. Unlike Morgan in the Lostbelt, this person in pan-human history brought her and Davian too many terrible memories.

If it weren't for the blood relationship and complicated fate between the two, Altria might have really stabbed him.

[My sister, I am surprised that you seem to think highly of me in the Lostbelt. This makes me sad, since we are blood relatives, aren't we?]

There was some so-called sadness in her tone, but Davian and Altria knew she was pretending. Lancelot had suffered this loss before and was badly cheated.

Morgan in the Lostbelt is a little witch, then the one in pan-human history is definitely a big witch.

It was no joke that Davian was betrayed so badly by her in the end, and the final collapse of Camelot was all Morgan's doing.

Who among the people present could outsmart her in terms of scheming? Davian's life was completely ruined by her.

"Although we are blood relatives, you have put so many obstacles in our way that I can't even remember them all. Davian's life... shouldn't have been like that."

Altria lamented their past, but even at this moment she behaved so noblely.

She was not angry about her own experience, but she was sad for Davian's past. His life should not be so broken, at least it should be better than hers.

[It's just the fate of a hero. If he was happy, he would be just like those other useless kings... For example, Roth, who would just leave a name in history and end up like that. Where would there be a chapter for him? Besides, if I really want to say it, I didn't do much, right?]

Morgan of Panhuman History began to make random excuses, which gave Altria a headache. She was no match for Morgan in terms of talking, and her character was more upright.

However, this time Davian was no longer silent. He said in a deep voice, "Don't keep making things difficult for her. It's obviously a thing of the past. It's enough for you and me to understand what happened between us."

His tone was very firm, which was a rare time for him to show such an attitude in front of Morgan of Panhuman History. And she chose to obey this time and didn't say anything more.

Altria was very surprised by this fact. Could it be that Davian had always been the one with the upper hand?

"Let's get back to the Lostbelt, Morgan Le Fay. I'm sure you're well aware of the current situation, and I can't back down on this one point. I'm here to help them in Panhuman History, and to end Davian's mission this time."

Morgan took a sip of black tea and began to talk about the current situation. The lords of various places had ill intentions and might not be of any help to her cause. The naive Noknarei also wanted to raise an army to force her to abdicate and take her place. Chaldea and Caster were also accumulating strength.

It seems that her fairy kingdom is already in danger of collapse at any time, but she actually always knows that she has an invincible trump card in her hand.

It's just that the time has not come yet. She wants to wait until all the rebellious forces jump out and then wipe them out in one fell swoop.

It was true that Davian had something hidden in his hand, and so did she. To her, the current situation was just a minor matter.

Seeing her relaxed expression, Artoria understood how powerful the trump card in her hand was. At this moment, she could only sigh helplessly, wishing Merlin was here at this moment.

He is a good hand at dealing with Morgan, but unfortunately Morgan knows who he should deal with first, and Merlin can't enter this loss belt at all.

Likewise, Altria was curious about what the trump card in Davian's hand that Morgan had just mentioned was.

Like Morgan, she also knows Davidian inside and out. The Holy Sword, the Legion, and the Light of Miracles should be Davidian's reliance for security. Besides that, what else can he have?

However, Davian responded with a subtle smile, saying that he did hold an unimaginable trump card.

However, that power cannot be used against the people of Chaldea. That power can only be used to fight against a crisis that could destroy the world.

After hearing Davian's explanation, Altria felt relieved.

He never jokes or lies about this, and Altria likes this about him. Compared to Lancelot or Tristan, Davian is as steady as a rock.

"I understand. Then attack with all your strength. I will fight you. This is very interesting. In the contest between King Arthur and the Queen of Winter, it was actually the Lord of Camelot who acted as the vanguard of the Queen of Winter. It seems that this time, it will be difficult for me to maintain my undefeated myth."

Altria's expression returned to her god-of-war look. Although she won her whole life but lost Britain, she was never the kind of person who gave up easily.

"But I didn't expect that you couldn't even activate the Light of Miracle. Have you neglected to exercise in Britain or have you become lazy? It's unlike you to fall to such a state."

Altria also began to tease Davian's weakness. As King Arthur, wouldn't she know why Davian couldn't open the Light of Miracles now? But it was a rare opportunity, and if she didn't make some jokes, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

"Stop talking, stop talking... I know I was wrong."

Davyian covered his face, feeling really ashamed. After all, Miracle Light was his signature skill. It was really embarrassing that he ended up in such a state where he couldn't even use Miracle Light.

It’s a good thing that the person in front of me is my king. If Gilgamesh were here, he would probably laugh so hard that his abdominal muscles would hurt.

Morgan also sighed and took the blame on herself. She did a bad job in this matter. If she had expressed her meaning in a different way at the beginning, she would not have planted such a thorn in Davian's heart.

Obviously, at that time, as long as she expressed her meaning and stated her request clearly, Davian would never refuse her given his personality.

But because I was in the most discouraged state at that time, I messed up the matter.

As a result, Davian's strength is now unable to break through the upper limit and can only be stuck here. This is her own problem.

At this moment, the sound of the pilgrimage bell rang out. When Artoria heard the bell, a rare look of sadness appeared on her face.

The sound of the bell had brought the past events to her ears, and combined with the fact that she could not use the holy sword in this Lostbelt...

She had already guessed what happened in the beginning. As expected, fairies were prone to doing bad things.