Lords of Camelot

Davian did not stay in the Garrod area for too long. He continued to move forward. He finally chose to ask for directions and knew how to get to Cornwall. In order to meet the famous knight Tristan, he felt that his actions were necessary.

It was noon, and the streets were bustling with people. Davian stretched out his hand to block the sun. He didn't expect it to be so hot these days. It seemed that he would need to find a way to change into new clothes when he arrived in Cornwall.

Suddenly, a man was walking on the road. Davian was stunned. He could smell the alcohol from such a distance. Drunk in broad daylight? What kind of strange person was this?

But he just kept going forward, but when the drunk man passed by him, he suddenly drew out his dagger and stabbed at Davian, but Davian's holy sword arrived first!

The dagger broke in an instant, and then Davian's holy sword struck out a second time, but the drunk man quickly retreated at this moment. He was not greedy for the sword, and if he could not succeed in one strike, then it was not something he could solve alone.

"A well-trained assassin? That's surprising." Davian started, but the other party said nothing. So Davian couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that he was indeed a professional, and he knew he shouldn't say anything.

This was a good opportunity, as I was a little sleepy in the middle of the day. If the other party hadn't pretended to be drunk and the strong smell of alcohol hadn't sobered me up, I'm afraid I would have been in trouble.

But since the opponent had already made a move, Davian would not show mercy. He swung his sword again and attacked the opponent, but at this time, someone jumped out of the bushes next to him, holding a crossbow and pulling the trigger directly at Davian.

The Water Sword immediately transformed, and the roar of the Azure Lion knocked all the crossbows to the ground. This time he was not joking, he was going to kill all these people.

After the transformation, his speed increased rapidly. This was a one-sided killing. After leaving behind several corpses, the opponent chose to retreat. This time, Davian did not cancel the transformation, but kept this posture and continued to move forward.

He could still sense that the other party was secretly observing him. Those killers did not choose to retreat, and they would probably attack continuously. That was quite interesting, but after leaving behind so many lives, even if it was just a prop, they still had to report the loss to the owner.

Davian tapped the pages of the fantasy book and a blue lion jumped out of the book. He was too lazy to pretend to be an ordinary person and just rode on the lion and walked forward slowly. The passers-by looked at this ostentatious holy swordsman and didn't know what to say to him for a moment.

But at this time, Davian was also a little surprised. These people were already talking about the Lion Knight, the Son of Water, and the Ranger Knight who defeated evil. What was going on? Was he already so famous?

He even heard of something comparable to the French Lake Knight Lancelot. Hearing this name, Davian was stunned. Who is that? Does he look like him?

He walked forward for a while, and then a red-haired man dressed as a knight came up to him and blocked his way. Davian was stunned and asked, "Is this the knight of Cornwall, the sad prince, Sir Tristan?"

The other party nodded and responded humbly and gently, "That's right. Look at the blue lion under your crotch. You are the lion knight Davidian Slerik who has been in the limelight recently, right? What brings you here?"

The two of them simply exchanged greetings and confirmed each other's identities, and then Davian jumped off the lion out of joy. Davian removed his transformation and approached the other party. Tristan saw that he was not on guard, so he also walked towards him with a smile.

"Oh my~ I didn't expect the Lion Knight to be such a young man. This is beyond my imagination." Tristan teased Davian in front of him with a smile, and Davian responded that he was really sorry, because he was not so old that he lost the appearance of a young man.

The two men laughed at the same time, which was the joy of seeing their own kind and friends. Tristan was in high spirits at this time, he took Davian's arm and led him to the city.

"Come on, come on, since you are already in Cornwall, I must treat you well. You must tell me everything you have seen and heard. If you don't let me hear those interesting things, I won't be able to sleep peacefully."

"Hahaha, I am very lucky to be recognized by the Sad Prince. But there is nothing much to say about my story. To be honest, I am surprised that you know my story."

The two of them laughed and talked as they entered the city. Tristan entered the most luxurious restaurant here. He raised his hand and asked for a grilled beef rib, some vegetables and fruits, and then two bottles of red wine. To be honest, it was not a sumptuous meal, but Davian could see that it was the best thing in this restaurant.

"Ah! Bring some more grilled fish, grill it a little, I like it crispy." Tristan's face was really happy at the moment, because Davian had begun to tell him about what he had seen and heard during this period. Listening to Davian's adventures, Tristan was already excited.

The two of them drank a lot, and both David and Tristan's faces were flushed. At this time, Tristan said that he really envied David in front of him. On the contrary, he had no obvious achievements except for the victory over Knight Mahans.

Davian smiled and comforted him, saying that he had only defeated a vampire and killed some monsters. This was not a great achievement, and there would be more opportunities for Tristan to make achievements in the future.

"That's impossible! There's no chance for me to make any contribution in Cornwall. I'll talk about the future later. I'm too lazy to think about it anyway!"

After that, he poured another glass of red wine into his mouth. Davian didn't want to complain this time. Although he was only 19 years old, he knew that the man in front of him definitely had something in his heart. Either he had a woman, or he was trapped by real life. There was no other possibility.

Considering his distinguished status as a knight, it should be difficult for him to have any troubles in life. Then Davian has completely understood, it's probably because he can't get the love he wants.

So he silently poured Tristan another glass of wine, which completely intoxicated Tristan. He fell asleep on the table, and Davian began to eat meat helplessly.

After he was full, he wiped his hands with the towel beside him and carried Tristan directly. This guy was still drooling. How could he sleep so soundly? Could it be that he had already started dreaming?

"Alright, alright, I'll take you home. Stupid Tristan, you don't understand human nature, right? I'm really tired carrying you."