Lords of Camelot

Being encouraged by Davian, how could Tristan endure this any longer? His blood was ignited, and at this moment he stood up and said to Davian directly:

"In that case! I will tell my uncle everything when I go to the palace tomorrow! Patience won't solve the problem, I have to do something! If I keep waiting, I will get nothing."

Looking at the heroic Tristan at this moment, Davian couldn't help laughing. Tristan is more interesting like this, handsome and courageous. Any woman would be fascinated by Tristan like this, right? He is indeed the world-famous sad prince.

"It's getting late tonight, Lord David, please stay here with me for one night! Come with me to the palace tomorrow and meet my uncle with me."

Of course Tristan wanted his friends to watch him do this, and Davian certainly wouldn't refuse. Just when he was about to take a nap on the sofa and relax, Tristan grabbed his wrist.

"Why are you still sleeping on this sofa? You are going to sleep with me today. We are so open-minded, how can we not sleep with our feet touching each other?"

His enthusiasm clearly showed that he had no intention of letting Davian refuse, so Davian naturally agreed. It was nothing, it was just a small matter.

Tonight, both Davian and Tristan had a good sleep. One of them had his heart untied, and the other had a rare good bed to sleep on.

But even though they slept soundly, Artorius still couldn't sleep. He still had to accept Merlin's training in his dreams, and tonight was just like any other night for him.

But tonight he noticed something was wrong with Merlin. Why did she seem a little... timid? Or a little shy?

"Merlin, are you... okay?" Artorius asked tentatively, and after Merlin came to her senses, she immediately said no, absolutely not, she was fine!

This suspicious state made Artorius more certain that something must have happened, otherwise Merlin would not be in such a state. She was usually so at ease, so frivolous and cheerful, why did she look like a young girl in love now? What was going on?

"Could it be... that something good happened to Davian?" Artorius tried to ask this question, and Merlin subconsciously said that he had become friends with the outstanding and sad prince Tristan. He was really outstanding and had been working hard.

Listening to her narration, Artorius understood what was going on. Merlin, she might be... in love.

This feeling was definitely not wrong. She could handle anyone with ease because she didn't love anyone. However, this attitude now...Altolis was sure that he was not wrong.

How could such a thing happen to Merlin? Artorius remained in shock until the training was over.

When the morning came, Davian and Tristan washed up and planned to go to the palace to meet King Mark. The two handsome young men strode towards the palace, but Davian wanted to complain at this time.

Tristan is really handsome, I can't compare to him in this respect. This guy can really be called an extraordinary knight. He is extraordinary in strength, handsome in appearance, and pure and kind in thoughts. There is really nothing wrong with him.

The two entered the palace together, passed through layers of checkpoints and entered the hall, where King Mark was reading today's report. Seeing the two people coming in, King Mark showed a look of surprise.

"You come to see me so early, my nephew, Sir Tristan. Is there anything you want to tell me?" King Mark looked at Tristan with a calm expression, and Tristan immediately knelt on one knee on the ground.

He told his uncle all his reasons for coming, his feelings for Isolde, and his hope that his uncle would take back his previous declaration. After saying all this, Tristan sincerely felt a sense of relief in his heart.

King Mark remained calm, and he remained silent until Tristan finished speaking. At this moment, Tristan's relief was replaced by a wave of nervousness, as he didn't know how his uncle would handle this matter.

"It's not a big deal. As my nephew, you have made up your mind and have someone you love. How can I, as your uncle, not help you? Besides, it's a good thing for me, isn't it? While helping you, I am also helping my own reputation."

He made himself sound quite worldly, and Davian could see that he was trying to comfort Tristan. Then King Mark asked Tristan to leave first, and then he would personally write a letter to Ireland, canceling his engagement with Isolde and letting Tristan marry Isolde instead.

"Young man, it was you who gave Tristan the courage to move forward, right? In the past, he would never have been so enterprising. This kid thinks too much and refuses to take a step forward. It makes everyone feel uncomfortable, and I don't know what to say."

King Mark pointed to the seat next to him, and Davian sat down frankly. Of course, he would admit that it was his own instigation at this moment, after all, it was too uncomfortable to hold it in. Tristan was such an emotional person, and he might get into trouble because of this relationship in the future.

King Mark laughed after hearing this, and he shook Davian's hand to thank him. After all, he didn't have much affection for Princess Isolde, and this matter was still a troublesome marriage between the courts.

"That day, when the minister announced this matter, I had already noticed that something was wrong with Tristan. But I didn't expect that there was such a story between them. You encouraged him to speak out, which also prevented me from making a mistake. Allow me to express my gratitude to you, young knight... I have not yet asked, what is your name?"

Davian revealed his name and who his master was, and when King Mark heard Merlin's name and that Davian was the one chosen by the Holy Sword, he laughed even louder.

"Hahaha~ If you are such an outstanding person, I would really like to make you a knight and keep you here if it is not unsuitable. Young and brave Lord David, is there any woman in Cornwall that can catch your eye? If there is one you like, it would be a good investment to arrange a marriage in advance."

After hearing the frank words, Davian also openly expressed his love. When King Mark heard his answer, he subconsciously praised him, "I see! You are really a young hero. Do you already have someone you love? That's really good... Wait, who do you like?"

Davian repeated what he had just said, and King Mark's expression changed. If he had just looked at the young man with admiration, then now King Mark's expression was full of respect and pity.

Did he actually like that Merlin? That cold-blooded magician Merlin?