Lords of Camelot

[I can hear the sound of bells...]

[I can hear the sound of bells...]

[I can hear my own voice calling me in the dream that has remained unchanged for 16 years.]

Craster fell into a dream again, in which she recalled the poor, low-level goblins who had given her gifts in Gloucester.

In fact, she didn't want to accept those things at that time. The things sent were all rags, and in the eyes of the superior goblins, they were a mountain of garbage with no value at all.

However, it is a very precious treasure for them who have to work hard every day just to survive.

She saw it then, their mood and their future.

They want to grasp at straws, believe that there is still warm joy, eyes full of tears and gratitude that they are lucky to have endured the hardships and lived to this day, and... everything will disappear the next morning.

The Queen's strategy was indeed tyranny, and Davian could no longer return to the Lord of Camelot because of his broken heart. She understood, understood it all...

And when I visited Gloucester again this time, they were no longer in the city.

They placed their hopes on the Son of Prophecy not because they were dying, or because they wanted to live longer, but they hoped to help the Son of Prophecy, so they gave up... their only lives.

When Custer thought of this, the scene before him changed again. This time it was a strange world, a strange Britain...

On the chaotic battlefield, the man was seriously injured but held the battle flag tightly. He did not succumb to the countless enemies. He gritted his teeth and fought until the last moment facing the countless arrows falling from the sky.

Then, under the dim sunset, the blood on the ground radiated beautiful colors under the yellow sunlight. The seriously injured king stood up on the hill using... as a crutch. She was covered with scars and had reached the end of her life.

Caster understood that the last time she saw the beginning of pan-human history of Altria and Davian, and this time she would witness their end.

Everything in front of her was just as she had imagined before. Even in the process, the people, the city and the country were all revived. However, the king was rejected by the knights and the people, and was completely crushed by the wishes of others without knowing what happiness was.

Although the lord lamented this fact, he was forced to accept it for the king's wish, for the country and the people. He didn't like it either. He didn't like the fact that the king could only exist as a king, and her happy life was strangled like this. He didn't want to accept it at all.

In the end, everything the two had worked so hard to build was destroyed, and their companions killed each other. Their world came to an end at this moment, and it was everyone's responsibility. Everyone cursed at each other and equally welcomed the end of equality.

The lord was even betrayed by his beloved subordinates and met the most tragic and painful end.

And because everyone else died before him, Wang Ye could only face the end alone...

Yet she heard the voice, the voice of Artoria Pendragon and Davian Slerik, coming from far away, from the shining star:

"Did you hear that? My king! We will always remain loyal!"

"Sir David, our efforts are meaningful."

Such words floated into Caster's ears, and at this moment she even subconsciously covered her ears in this dream.

What a joke... What a joke? What a joke! Selfishly using them, endlessly ignoring them, as if after enjoying their entire lives, he would casually abandon them and stuff them into the bookshelf and never care about them again!

Why do you have to go to this extent? Why do you intend to go to this extent?

There is clearly no reason for them to be kings, and there is clearly no reason for them not to be lords...it's just because they happen to have such power.

She couldn't understand it. Even if their two lives were laid out before her, she still couldn't understand it!

She didn't think the life of the Paladin was noble, nor did she think King Arthur's life was holy.

[Just... just let someone else do this, right!? ]

Custer said the worst words at this moment, but the two people with their backs to her said:

"That's true. I also think there should be someone more qualified than me to do this."

"What do you mean the number one person under the Knight King? It gives me a headache. My king thinks too highly of me..."

The two did not get complacent about the honors, and even thought that maybe someone else could do better than them. But they still embarked on this path and even went further and further, completing their mission and tasks.

[Why then? What is it all about? ]

Custer couldn't understand it any more, or she didn't want to understand it. Was it worth it for those people?

However, the two just smiled and responded: "You should know the reason best, right?"

The storm in her dream dissipated at this moment, and the two people in the distance turned into shining stars, illuminating what she wanted to see.

Custer woke up and was leaning against the carriage railing. Redla was still driving happily, just as he had been driving happily since he parted with Percival and the others last night.

They had been traveling north along the national highway all night, and it was almost noon now. To be honest, he wanted to take a break, but he was close to his destination, so he just had to work harder.

"Everyone, at this speed, we will reach the entrance to the lake area in the evening. I will temporarily say goodbye to you there, so please don't forget."

"I understand. Redra will just need to lurk near Edinburgh and wait for us to come back. Don't worry, we will come back safely. This time, I will definitely bring Mashu back."

Ritsuka is now completely excited, he and Mashu have been separated for too long. Now he can't wait to find Mashu, he really wants to know how Mashu is doing now.

After a short rest, they continued on their way, and Redra left after reaching the lake area. They had already seen the huge remains of the fantasy tree in the distance, and Orkney was in front of them after crossing the lake area.

"When you get close to this distance, the size of the Fantasy Tree becomes clear at a glance. Compared to previous Fantasy Trees, it is definitely larger than the standard size. It withered in Britain 2000 years ago, and was set on fire by Morgan a few months ago in order to burn down the Fantasy Tree in Olympus."

Da Vinci couldn't help but sigh when looking at the huge imaginary tree. That thing was really too huge.

Norwich even used the bark of the fantasy tree to make a protective layer for the city wall. With their current means, they don’t know whether they can analyze the withered fantasy tree.

"Does England have such a lake district in reality?" Li Xiang suddenly asked this question. After all, he had never been to England during the pan-human history. If he had not been illegally kidnapped, he would not even have had the opportunity to leave the country...

Speaking of this, Da Vinci happily explained that the Lake District is one of the tourist attractions in the UK, with gently connected glacial lakes and plateaus with natural rugged cliffs. Unlike developed urban areas, it is a pastoral landscape that has retained its original appearance of more than a hundred years ago.

“Luxury clothes, food and entertainment are all good, but spending time immersed in nature is the most luxurious enjoyment~”

Da Vinci-chan summed it up with these two sentences, but Ritsuka just smiled and complained that British food was not luxurious at all, and he still preferred the cuisine of his own country.