Lords of Camelot

The boy slowly opened his eyes. This period of sleep was very peaceful. He didn't feel too uncomfortable now that he was awake, but he was still curious about why he was sleeping in such a bed.

"I remember I was in my room before, unpacking...that sword! The Water Sword means flowing water!" As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, a beautiful female voice immediately answered from the side.

"Are you talking about this sword? Come here, please." The sword was brought to the young man. He looked at the beautiful silver sword saint and the azure water inscription on the sword, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

But what concerned him more was the voice, a charming female voice. The boy looked in the direction of the voice, and he saw the most beautiful person he had ever seen in his short life.

It was this beautiful person who was holding the water sword that belonged to her, and at this moment she was looking at the young man who was still lying on the bed with a frivolous and playful smile.

Then the beautiful woman put the sword aside temporarily, and the boy was finally able to sit up. Now he had to figure out where he was taken to.

"This is Britain at the end of the fifth century~" This beautiful person saw through his thoughts at a glance, and answered his question in advance. This answer made the young man confused. What kind of dark ages is this?

"I must have been too sleepy. Let me sleep a little longer." After saying that, he really planned to lie down and sleep for a while, but the beautiful person just smiled and said that no matter how he woke up, he would only see her. After all, he was here, and it was unrealistic to go back in a dream.

So the young man could only accept the reality. He stood up and said, is this Britain the one he knew was called the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland in later generations?

"It's not that big now, and it's still an era of conflict among kings. It's far from being called a united kingdom~" the beautiful person answered, and after hearing this answer, the boy felt that he should lie down.

In this chaotic era, if I put my body in there, I will most likely die in the wilderness. Father, mother, sister, I'm sorry, see you in the next life.

"Don't worry, you are also chosen by the Holy Sword. As long as you train well, you will have the opportunity to make great achievements in this era. There is no chance that you will become a dead body on the roadside. You have to believe me, my level of creating heroes has always been very high."

The beautiful woman smiled complacently, and the boy was able to relax briefly because of her words. Her words had this strange magic of reassuring people, which could bring a brief peace of mind to the boy's frantic heart.

But it was because of this brief relaxation that the boy began to appreciate this beautiful person carefully. For no reason, although this beautiful person was smiling, he felt that this beautiful person was lonely and lonely. Although there was a smile on her face, there was only calmness and indifference in the depths of her eyes.

For some reason, he was fascinated by her and was stunned for a moment. Was it because of her beauty? Or was it because he was young and innocent, so he could feel the underlying feelings of the beautiful person in front of him?

It was not until the beautiful woman stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes that the boy's mind was brought back to reality. The information she had learned was not enough, so she needed to ask a few more questions. But it didn't matter. The boy was already unable to leave, and a little coaxing would not be a problem.

"Young man, do you know the legend of King Arthur?" She asked the young man in front of her, and the answer she got was beyond her expectations.

"I have only heard of the five words Arthurian legend, and the protagonists of the story, King Arthur and Merlin. I don't know any other specific content."

This brought her a subtle sense of frustration. Shouldn't this be a world-class legend? How come this person in front of her didn't know anything?

But it was fine this way, the ending was already determined, but with him, the process could be changed. The general plot would not change, but the wonderful details would become messy, but this was a really good thing for her.

So she changed her style and began to introduce herself: "That's not bad. In this case, I won't hide it anymore. Young man, the me sitting in front of you is Merlin~ the world-class magician, the big sister of flowers~"

The boy showed an incredible expression and then said: "Don't think I'm easy to fool because I haven't read much. Although I only graduated from junior high school, I know that King Arthur and Merlin are men!"

"Alas~ That's what you say in the future. Now I am a real woman~ Don't fall in love with me just because I'm pretty~"

The familiar and polite tone made the young man unable to look directly at the person in front of him. Although she was indeed a beautiful woman, the way she spoke was really like a female hooligan.

However, he then habitually spoke out his true inner thoughts: "Perhaps it is possible to fall in love with you, because I feel that although you are smiling now, you always feel lonely and isolated, as if there is no one like you in this world anymore, and you are alienated by the whole world."

These words made Merlin's fingers tremble slightly. It was the first time that she was described in this way. In the past, those people were always afraid of her and respectful, polite but distant. Now it was the first time that someone said that she was lonely and isolated, without even a kindred spirit.

But then she still forcibly suppressed the strange feeling in her heart that had just shown a little sign. Now was not the time to think about such things. Merlin only told the boy in front of her part of her previous plan at this moment. She believed that this smart man in front of her would understand it quickly.

"That is to say, I will take risks here and help King Arthur. One day in the future, when my mission is over, you will send me back to my own world, right? How long will it take?"

Merlin held up three fingers, and the boy nodded. Hmm, three years, not bad. However, Merlin's explanation made him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar.

"In 30 years at most, I will definitely send you back!"

His eyes widened, and he almost wanted to kill himself on the spot with the Water Sword, but then he calmed down, at least there was still some hope.

So he nodded to Merlin, agreeing to her deal.

"You agree, right? Okay~ I've been waiting for you to say this... Ah, young man, keep your own name secret for now. Let me give you a name... Davidian, Davidian Slerik, what do you think of this name?"

He nodded. Davidian? That's a good name. In a place like this, it's better to follow the local customs and come up with a Western name.

Seeing that he was satisfied with the name, Merlin nodded in satisfaction. Then she did something that surprised and amazed Davian - she held Davian's face and kissed him directly.

Who could have thought of this?! Davian's hands subconsciously grasped the bed sheet tightly. As time passed, he couldn't help but roll his eyes. He felt like he was suffocating!

By the time Merlin was satisfied and let go, Davian had already fainted. Only then did Merlin say proudly, "It's what you deserve. How can you say that a lady is lonely? This is the elegance and reserve of a lady! I'll engrave this kiss in your heart. You are mine!"