Lords of Camelot

Of course, Davian didn't know that. How could he have guessed that his fame had spread to the other side? He even attracted a powerful enemy like Lanstro who wanted to compete with him.

But even if I knew, I wouldn't care. There's nothing wrong with some passionate competition between young people. We are all at the most passionate and cheerful age. It's not about life and death, but about competing in skills.

At this time, the two men and the dog were getting closer and closer to Orkney, and the closer they were to Orkney, the fewer Saxon stragglers Davian and his men would encounter. Davian could tell from this alone how powerful King Lot was, and that he might have reached very far.

"Gawain, I have to admit that your father is indeed a very capable man." He suddenly said this with emotion, and Gawain was naturally delighted to hear such praise.

But Davian's next words still made Gawain's face darken. His words were as follows:

"But that's why the road ahead will be difficult. Gawain, I feel a little sorry for you now. Your road may be more difficult than mine."

This was a very difficult matter. Gawain had naturally thought about the future development of the situation on the island along the way.

Now everyone is just gathering their strength, and now the island will inevitably start a melee. Pulling out the sword of the king is just a nice name for justice, and to truly achieve the goal, you still have to fight with swords and guns. The two complement each other and are indispensable.

By then, Davian would definitely stand on that side. Gawain knew it very well, so what should he do? Davian also said that his father had some skills, but he was not the most suitable.

The newcomers are better than the old ones. The old generation, such as King Mark and King Rodgrens, are trying to find a way out. But King Lot still has the ambition to fight for the world. How should Gawain deal with this?

"At worst, I will end up like Vortigern and be swept into the garbage heap of history. This kind of thing is always inevitable."

Gawain couldn't help but draw his sword to fight Davian. However, Davian's expression became normal because he was not joking.

"Gawain, I will never force you to make a choice. I just hope that when we meet on the battlefield in the future, we can at least retain some dignity and let our duel be the most important battle between us."

He has always known that Gawain has the ability to release the Holy Sword's True Name to launch a large-scale attack. What Davian said at this moment is that he hopes that even in future battles, Gawain will not use this trick against ordinary people.

What belongs to God belongs to God, and what belongs to Satan belongs to Satan. Let the battle between them decide their fate. Killing is just killing, not massacre.

"Have you thought so far ahead? Sir David, why do you do this? What happiness can you get from worrying about the future?"

Gawain couldn't help but feel helpless, but Davian smiled and said that he was used to it. After all, you have to think more before doing things, so that you can be prepared for any eventuality.

Perhaps sensing the sad atmosphere between them, the black dog lowered his head and licked Davian twice with his tongue. Davian smiled and said that he was fine. These were all small matters now, and there would be more troubles for them to deal with in the future.

At this moment, smoke and dust appeared in the distance. Davian saw that it was the smoke and dust stirred up by the cavalry running. Davian smiled, it seemed that someone came to pick up Gawain.

Sure enough, the cavalry stopped when they ran in front of Gawain. The leader was a young knight wearing black armor and with a gloomy face.

"Brother, mother asked us to pick you up. They already know that you will be back to the royal court soon, so they asked me to go." The black-armored knight was respectful and serious. To be honest, if Gawain was not 100% the oldest, Davitian would have thought that the man in front of him was the eldest son among their brothers.

"Agguiwen, how are your father and mother?" Gawain asked a few times, but Agguiwen just shook his head nonchalantly and replied that they were still the same.

Then the gloomy young man turned his attention to Davian, looking at him and the holy sword at his waist. Almost instantly, he recognized Davian's true identity.

"Knight of the Lion, Son of the Flowing Water, Davian Slyrick? I have heard of your great name for a long time, and today I see that you are indeed extraordinary." Agguiwen dismounted and treated Davian with the courtesy of a knight, and Davian returned the same courtesy. The first meeting between the two parties had already left a good impression on each other, at least that was what Davian thought.

Then Agrawen asked his servant to bring a horse, but Davian said no. When Agrawen was surprised, Davian turned to look at Gawain and said to him:

"You should go ahead and report to your parents. I will have to walk the rest of the way. Don't worry, I won't be much later than you. I will reach Orkney soon too."

Just as Gawain was about to speak, Davian had already walked up to the servant, took the reins from his hand, and led the warhorse in front of Gawain.

"Go ahead, Gao Wenqing. It's only a week at most, right? I'll be here soon."

Davian had said so much, so Gawain did not say anything more. Davian finished his instructions and walked to the side of the black dog.

"You are free too. Next, you will go on a journey with Gawain and the others and continue to head north. Then you will be free. Find a place that suits you and live the life you want."

The black dog whimpered reluctantly, but Davian just shook his head. Fairies have their own place and life. As long as they don't harm humans, then it's fine.

Seeing that Davian didn't waver at all, the black dog knew it was time to separate. However, when it was about to give Davian its protection, Davian immediately reached out his hand to stop it.

"No, your power belongs to you alone, I don't need it. My friend, protect yourself and live a good life in the future."

The black dog understood what Davian meant, and then it and Davian finally went to Gawain. Davian said to Gawain: "My friend, it is in your hands. Make sure to find a good place for it to settle down, and don't hurt it. After all, it is not a bad person, but a little clumsy."

"Leave it to me, my friend!" Gawain said, then he jumped on his horse, pulled the reins, and galloped away with the other knights. The black dog followed behind them and went away into the distance.

Davian looked at his empty side. Has he returned to this state again? It's also good. After all, it's a person's solitude, a person's utopia~