Lords of Camelot

It was late at night when Davian and Merlin arrived at the village, and the stone that Merlin had chosen was there. Merlin just jumped off the blue lion and walked over with confidence.

The golden light condensed in Merlin's hand and turned into a gorgeous sword, and then she inserted the sword in front of Davian!

"what?"

Davian was stunned. Was Merlin doing such an important thing so casually? All he had to do next was wait for the destined person to draw his sword? Was it that simple?

"Don't be so surprised~ It's a simple matter. I set up a magical protection. No one except that person is qualified to draw this sword."

Merlin smiled at him after he finished speaking, and Davian felt even more helpless. Such a solemn matter could be solved so casually by her, what else could he say about it?

"His name is Artorius, right? Perhaps I should go meet him now. After all, I will fight alongside him for many years to come."

Davian suddenly said this, and Merlin quickly stopped him and said there was no need to rush. Tomorrow was the day of the sword drawing anyway, and they would meet sooner or later, so there was no need to go early.

After hearing what Merlin said, Davian had no choice but to give up his idea. Then Merlin tapped the staff in his hand, and the two of them moved. This time they returned to the starting point of everything, the castle where Davian once lived.

After being away for so long, Davian actually felt a sense of nostalgia when looking at this place. Then Merlin used magic again to clean up the dust, making everything here clean.

"Have a good rest. He will definitely draw his sword tomorrow. After all, the news has been released, and the Sword of the King is already inserted there. This is his inevitable fate, and he cannot escape it."

Davian didn't know how to react to these words. After thinking for a while, he asked Merlin, "He's only 16 years old. Is he going to have to bear such a fate? Merlin, you really have high expectations of him."

Merlin couldn't help but raise her eyebrows at Davian's inexplicably sarcastic words. She felt a little strange. Davian would actually speak for Arthur? This was really interesting, so she couldn't help but say:

"You were only 16 years old when I trained you. You traveled around Britain after only three years of my training. You will even become his general in the future. How much better are you than him? You are just an ordinary human, while he is a superman with the heart and blood of a dragon. Davian, before you think about him, can you think about yourself first?"

Merlin's question left Davian speechless, not knowing how to answer. Finally, he said silently that maybe it was because the man was younger than him, and he felt it was hard to let him bear such a heavy responsibility.

"Don't worry, don't worry, didn't you promise him a marriage? Guinevere is indeed very suitable for him and is a very good wife. I think in the future, she will definitely become a very good queen."

Speaking of this, Davian also laughed. He said that Artorius would definitely like the princess of Kemrid, who was really a good woman and would definitely bring him the joy of marriage.

However, his words made Merlin have a bad intention for a moment. She couldn't help but tease Davian, "You~ You could have stayed and become Kemred's consort and the future ruler of a country. But you insisted on telling others that it was me you liked. Why? Do you want this to spread throughout Britain and force me to submit?"

Upon hearing this, Davidian immediately said that he did not think so at all, he just simply wanted to make things clear to the other person.

"After all, if there is something in my heart that I am not ashamed of, then I will not be afraid to speak it out."

His frank appearance made Merlin feel an inexplicable emotion at this moment, and then Merlin couldn't help but put her hand on Davian's chest. She could feel the beating of his heart, which was still so steady and powerful without a trace of panic, proving that Davian was definitely not lying.

"Okay... okay! Go to bed quickly! You're not like me. You've been walking all day! I'll get you some hot water. Take a bath and go to bed! Really!"

Merlin withdrew her hand, turned around and hurried out of the room. Davian couldn't help but smile as he watched her leave.

He sat down, and there was a pen and paper on the table, so he started writing something. It was just some complaints from his heart, and it couldn't be an article, but it was just something he wrote to relax himself.

If my sister were here, she would probably tell him off. What he wrote is so nonsense. What if other people see it?

When he thought of this, Davian couldn't help laughing. If he told his sister about this experience, she would touch her forehead and ask if she was confused because of sleep.

Although time-travel stories are popular, such a ridiculous story will definitely be regarded as a third-rate plot. And the pursuit of nightmares, becoming a holy sword user, etc., these stories are too old-fashioned. Nowadays, more popular themes are more interesting.

Davian stopped writing here. He couldn't help but shook his head and put these things aside for the time being. There was still a long time to go, and now was not the time to think about these things.

It was a good thing that Morgan hadn't thought too much about setting him up last time, and only used the most obvious power, wealth, and beauty to shake him. If he had snooped into his memory first and then used his family to mess with him, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand it.

Thinking back to those things, he almost fell into the trap. He felt ashamed when he thought about it, but fortunately the same routine would be difficult to work in the future. I'm afraid that Morgan's pitiful little brain couldn't imagine anything that could trip him up.

"Okay, okay, don't think about this anymore. Let's go take a shower." David put down his pen, then tore up the parchment and went to the bathroom.

After taking off his clothes and soaking his body in the wooden barrel, Davian slowly relaxed his body. He was also quite tired after all the travel. On the contrary, Merlin would just curl up in Davian's arms at night and sleep better than anyone else. It seemed that because of the hugs they had slept together all the way, Davian's resistance to beauty had increased.

However, he actually fell asleep in the barrel in this position. While he was sleeping, Merlin slowly walked behind him. She placed her hands on Davian's face, and her gentle movements did not even wake Davian up.

"You must be tired. You've worked so hard during this period. How can I resist you when you're working so hard? A lady will always be moved by a knight who truly devotes himself to her."

After that, she lowered her head and kissed Davian gently before leaving. She was feeling happy now, a feeling that only she could understand.