Lords of Camelot

It was the next morning when Davian woke up. He sat up suddenly and the door was already open. Merlin walked into the room with a tray. When she put down the tray, she stretched out her hand and a magic wand appeared in her hand. She waved the wand gently and a set of clothes appeared at the head of the bed.

"Change your clothes. Your clothes are a bit advanced for this era. People will think you are an alien." Merlin reminded him with a smile, and Davian nodded and subconsciously began to take off his clothes.

Then he realized something was wrong, because Merlin just watched him change his clothes and she didn't even make a move to leave.

"Oh my~ What's wrong? Hurry up and change your clothes. It's time to have breakfast. You won't have time to rest during the day. You must seize the time to learn swordsmanship, etiquette and knowledge."

Merlin didn't feel uncomfortable at all and just continued to look at Davian. His eyes meant - take it off quickly, there's no time to waste.

Finally, Davian obediently changed his clothes in front of her and started to eat breakfast. He came to the conclusion that the British bread was really bad, the meat was not bad, and the drink must have contained alcohol and tasted a bit bitter.

After finishing this basic breakfast, he followed Merlin out of the room. This long corridor gave Davian a sense of discomfort. Perhaps it had once been magnificent and bustling with people. However, now the dust here was piled high, spider webs were everywhere, and there was no trace of human habitation.

After passing through the corridor, they came to the garden. Even this garden was the same. Although the basic layout was still there, the flowers had long since withered and weeds were everywhere. The place had long been abandoned.

Next, Merlin came to teach him swordsmanship, but Merlin said that his physical strength was very poor. Although he had a lot of knowledge in this area in his head, it was a pity that he could only move his mouth and use magic to demonstrate it, so Davian needed to have a certain ability to understand it himself~

Davian's eyes were a little helpless at this moment. This person was really... irresponsible.

But after a while, he had to admit that Merlin had some knowledge! She explained very clearly how to swing a sword, how to block, how to conserve energy, and she really taught him every method seriously.

Even if he said he didn't understand something, she could immediately use magic to create a projection in front of him to tell him exactly what to do. This level was really superb, and Davian's dissatisfaction in his heart was quickly thrown away.

A morning of training ended quickly, and for lunch it was the same old three things. David didn't know how to complain, but it was good to have something to eat.

Thanks to Merlin~ Let’s eat!

After lunch, there was a 20-minute break, and then etiquette class, which was relatively easy for Davian. Generally speaking, it was not more difficult than studying. In addition to etiquette, Merlin would also teach him how to read, which was more troublesome, but Davian still worked hard to learn.

It was at this time that Davian realized that he couldn't speak British at all. But Merlin could communicate with him without any obstacles. Maybe this was magic at work? Merlin was really amazing~

A day of study passed quickly, which was also because these things were quite new to Davian. When such a life became boring day after day, it would become torture.

At night, Davian lay in bed, his body twitching. After the etiquette and cultural classes in the afternoon, he continued to practice sword skills hard.

Merlin described it as follows: you must first train yourself to be able to easily defeat the opponent, so that the culture you have learned can be effective. In addition, there are many monsters and demons in Britain. If you don't have the ability, it will probably be before others can kill you, and you will become a meal for some evil beast.

It was when he heard about the beasts, monsters, wyverns, and fairies that Davian could no longer hold back. What the hell was this? Would there be such a thing in the normal world? He had not traveled back to ancient times, but had traveled through the world.

However, now that he was on Merlin's boat, there was no way he could get off. Merlin had even welded the car door shut, so how could he get away? Now he could only hope that Merlin would keep his promise.

He touched the fantasy book in his hand, which was what the sword had entrusted to him when he held the sword during the day. When the book was entrusted to him, he knew that he was already capable, but not yet.

At least I have to work harder, right? To become someone worthy of the Holy Sword, a true Holy Sword user, not just an ordinary person who simply relies on the power of the Holy Sword.

At this moment, his heart was filled with excitement. Since he had come here and was going to spend decades together, why not create his own legend? Why not go on his own adventure?

It's not about wealth and power, it's about doing the right thing, about bravery and beauty that will live on for generations to come.

Thinking of this, he couldn't fall asleep. There was a small balcony in his room, and the moonlight was shining through the balcony onto the floor.

Davian walked out, the bright moonlight shining on him, he looked up at the starry sky in the distance, and imagined what great deeds and adventures were waiting for him in this Britain.

Merlin was also watching him from a place he couldn't see. Her expression was very calm at the moment, like a calm and wise man, or a cruel and cold-blooded magician.

At this moment, she was also happy in her heart, because Davian's arrival was interesting and unexpected. He was standing there now, and he must be imagining what wonderful things were waiting for him in the future. How cute! This young man's thoughts were.

However, when he really stepped into this Britain, when he experienced one war after another, and when he took one life after another, what would his emotions be like?

"Well~ But it doesn't matter, right? When the end comes, you will leave too. When the time comes, I just need to change your body back and erase your memories, and you will be that carefree boy again.

By then, I can also say congratulations to you, after all, you have created your own legend, and you can go back to enjoy a peaceful life. Such a good thing, not many people can encounter it~"

She watched Davian leave the balcony. He should have calmed down from his passion and started to miss home. However, this kind of feeling would be suppressed in his heart after a while. After all, a simple and boring life would easily wear down a person's temper. Then, with her, it would be easy to turn him into the appearance she wanted.

"I can't help but look forward to the future~ Arthur is twelve years old this year. In four years, it will be the day of the king selection. That will be the beginning of destiny. Hehe~"