Lords of Camelot

Davian has no unnecessary hesitation. When he makes up his mind to do something, he will do it immediately. So he went straight out of the room, ready to find Tonellico—or Morgan Pendragon.

When he found Morgan, she was watching her three sons doing daily swordsmanship training in the courtyard. Davian only knew Gawain. Although the other two knew their names, they had never even said hello.

"Davian? Are you okay?" Gawain saw Davian coming from behind Morgan first, and when he heard his call, Morgan turned around in surprise. Her perception never stopped. How could Davian come up behind her without her noticing? This is somewhat scary.

Davian looked at Morgan and said slowly: "There are some things that I want to talk to you alone. Is that okay?"

Morgan looked at his serious and heavy expression and already had an idea in his mind. But it was precisely because she knew that her expression changed completely, and she responded: "Gawain, Agaguiwen, Gahoris, please step aside first. Let Davian and I have some private space."

Gawain still wanted to speak, but Morgan held out his hand to indicate that he should just stand back without saying anything. At this time, he had no choice but to leave here with his other two brothers without saying a word.

"It seems that you have made up your mind. You must know everything." Morgan looked at Davian without any mercy or tolerance on his face. The feelings between the two of them had been abandoned by her to an unknown place.

"Tonelli... no, Morgan. I already know those things, your fate, and your life that was completely disrupted by King Uther and Merlin. I pity your plight. But... I'm going to Over there. Please forgive me, I can't stay here no matter what." Davian finally made up his mind to speak out all the words in his heart, for Morgan and himself.

His decision made Morgan furious, and her emotions fluctuated uncontrollably. Davian could clearly see the anger rising between her eyebrows, and Morgan couldn't help but angrily yelled: "Why! Why do you still go to him when you know all this! Don't you understand? I'm the one! I'm the one who should I am the King of Britain! I am the one who should get the whole of Britain! All of this should be mine!"

"I know, I know very well. But, I have no choice. You can hate me as much as you want, and try your best to torture me physically and mentally for decades to come. I am willing to accept it, because this is what I want after I make a choice. The price. Now I can only dedicate my living loyalty to Artoris." Davian did not defend himself too much, he could accept any torture and hatred Morgan gave him, it was that simple.

Hearing his words, Morgan couldn't help laughing wildly, and she couldn't help but laugh at Davian: "What do you mean by dedicating your loyalty in life to that abominable red dragon! Are you going to say that you will dedicate your loyalty in death to me now! You guy!"

"Well, sure. If there is true loyalty after death, and you need it, then I will give it all to you. I will not hesitate. By then, no matter how many times, I will definitely do it for you. Fight." After that, Davian turned around and left the palace without hesitation. He had finished speaking. This was his final farewell and it was time to leave.

"I won't let you go! I will never let you leave here like this! If you don't want to stay with me, then I won't let you go to him!" In Morgan's hands, the spirit sons gathered together and into a sword. This was her usual magic ritual attire, and she was already filled with rage. At this moment, Morgan wanted to tear Davian apart with his hands!

She just waved her sword, and the dark magic storm immediately hit Davian's back. But Davian turned and chopped the attack with his sword. The Evil Dragon's armor is complete, otherwise he would be torn to pieces immediately by Morgan's magic.

But Morgan's magic attacks kept coming, attacking Davian from the air and from all around him. Only at this moment did Davian understand what level Merlin called Britain's second strongest magician. When she was by his side before, her hidden strength was probably as big as the ocean.

However, magic is naturally restrained by this dark sword. Davian quickly inserted the Dark Sword into the sheath during the gap between Morgan's attacks.

[Yue Anjuhe·Flash after reading! 】When Davian wielded the sword again, purple-black dark energy wrapped around the blade of the sword, and every attack magic launched by Morgan was absorbed by the sword. Davian used the magic from Morgan to begin to fight back against Morgan himself.

Every time she activates new magic, it will be absorbed and counterattacked by the Dark Sword's ability. The distance between the two sides finally began to gradually close. Although Morgan wanted to step back, she knew that as long as she stopped the release of magic. So with Davian's speed, he could catch up with him and behead him with one blow in just a few breaths. Now she has been pushed to the cliff with no way out.

Finally she couldn't stand it anymore, Morgan reached out and released a ball of light into the sky. As the ball of light spread, a huge black vortex hovered above the two people's heads, and a terrifying blue light spear was ready to go in the center of the vortex. Davian understood what she meant. Morgan planned to wipe out the entire courtyard, including herself and Davian.

"Are you crazy!" Davian finally couldn't help shouting, if Morgan died like this at this time. So why should he make that choice? Isn't this putting the cart before the horse?

"I don't care! This is already the case anyway, why not just destroy everything!"

Davian laughed angrily at her words. Why is this guy so willful at this time? Like a child of sixteen or seventeen, not an adult of thirty or forty.

But Davian still rushed to Morgan the moment before the light spear fell, trying to protect Morgan with his own power, and the Evil Dragon Fantasy Book on his waist automatically flew out to reveal its true appearance. A black and purple evil dragon roared and blocked the luminous spear bombardment for them. Then the evil dragon turned into a fantasy book and flew back into Davian's hands.

Davian had already grasped Morgan's wrist at this time, although he knew that Morgan didn't actually need to do anything, and could perform magic with just ordinary chanting or a thought. But now that Morgan has stopped, she should be planning to stop.

The atmosphere between the two people fell into complete silence, and Morgan calmed down after this brief moment of venting his anger. She turned around slowly, stretched out one hand and pulled off the hair tie on her head and threw it to the ground.

"Get out of here, immediately." With her cold expulsion, in Davian's eyes, Morgan's golden sand-like hair began to change color. From the beginning to the end, every inch of her hair turned silver. The future he had seen had now come true. And it was himself who caused all this to happen.

But Davian could only silently pick up the hair tie, turn around and leave. He also knew that he shouldn't say anything.

He still couldn't change the future he had seen.