Lords of Camelot

They set out the next day, Merlin went to the Sword of the King Choosing first, while Davian went to the town alone, and his arrival made the atmosphere in the town even more lively.

"Ah~ It's the Lion Knight Davian Slyrick! Is he here to try to draw the Sword of the Chosen King as well?"

"It's very possible! If he is a figure like the Lion Knight, then it is not impossible for him to draw the Sword of the Kingchooser. He must be that kind of person. I find it hard to imagine that there is a knight in Britain who is better than him."

"Eh?! Aren't there still the Sad Prince of Cornwall and the Sun Knight of Orkney? Could it be that those two are no match for the Lion Knight?"

"They should be on par with each other. I went to Cornwall to deliver goods some time ago and joined in the fun. It was Sir Tristan's wedding, and not only were there those from Orkney, but even the Knights of the Lake from France were there. I saw that they all got along very well with the Knights of the Lion. I'm afraid they are all strong men of the same level."

The words of the people around him reached Davian's ears, and his face still had that expression of neither joy nor sadness. However, when he turned his head occasionally, there were also girls who admired him.

At this moment, Davian was already a celebrity. If the powerful knights on this island gathered, Davian would be among the top five. He was already a powerful figure that those young heroes would compete to toast.

But at this moment he didn't care much about those things, because the man in front of him was already leading the horse towards him. There was a lance on the horse's back, but Davian felt that the lance was somewhat rough, obviously a thing of some age.

Artorius smiled and said to him, "You are here."

"I'm coming," Davian responded.

Hearing his words, Artorius shook his head helplessly and said, "You shouldn't have come."

"But I still came." Davian raised his eyebrows and responded to Artorius in front of him in a very relaxed tone.

"What are you doing here?" When Artorius said this, his people couldn't help laughing. They just felt that this matter was a little strange that he would say such boring words to the person in front of him.

"Come and meet the man who will draw the sword in the future." As soon as Davian said this, Artorius couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"You are already famous all over the world. Maybe you should be the one to draw the sword now?"

Artorius's question also made Davian couldn't help laughing, and he replied that it was not what he should do. Fate did not let him go that way, but he didn't mind using his current fame to serve as a stepping stone for the man who drew the sword.

Upon hearing this, Artorius couldn't help but shook his head and began to smile bitterly. He could only say: "If you think so, then the man who drew the sword must really owe you a big favor. The Lion Knight is actually willing to be a stepping stone for others. Before I heard this, I didn't even dare to think about it."

"You can come with me later. You should give it a try, right? Anyone is qualified to try to pull out the sword. As long as he pulls out the sword, he will be the most qualified king to rule the whole of Britain."

Davian spoke to him with an extremely gentle look, and Artorius felt Davian's emotions at this moment. For the first time, he felt the helplessness in Davian's heart.

Obviously, he also understood that it was absurd to put such heavy pressure on a 16-year-old boy. Admittedly, he had received enough education, but at his age, he should have loved to laugh and play.

"It's Merlin!"

"Merlin is here!"

"Today, the successor to the king will finally be chosen from among the knights!"

They both heard the voice at the same time, and then Davian turned his head helplessly, and Merlin was walking towards them step by step. Her cute appearance made the men around her unable to resist the desire, and at this moment, only Davian and Artorius could still look at Merlin with clear eyes.

"Oh my~ It's only been a short time since we last met. Are you looking at me like this because you miss me? Don't you want to be separated from me for a moment?" Merlin smiled playfully at Davian, then walked to his side and took his arm.

With just this one move, Davian felt that everyone's eyes were focused on him. However, the moment those jealous eyes rose up, they were extinguished, because everyone knew who he was and what kind of power he possessed.

Davian couldn't help but feel helpless. Merlin's eccentric personality was really frustrating.

But the hug only lasted for a moment before Merlin let go. She then turned around and said to the crowd:

"Everyone, I've said it before! Whoever pulls out the sword pierced on this rock will be the King of Britain! The sword pierced on the rock is the holy sword that brings victory, and it is the proof of the kingship that is more certain than blood! If you want to confirm your qualifications, then go and pull out the sword!"

Her words immediately made the crowd excited, and they happily headed towards the knight training ground where the rock was. Davian and Merlin were special, as they used magic to transfer directly there.

There are countless knights in front of the Sword of Selection.

The sword stuck in the rock, and the knights who tried to pull it out but left in disappointment one by one. People gathered around the King's Choice and watched in fascination, watching the knights put their hands on the hilts with serious expressions, and then left dejectedly.

There were knights who challenged several times without giving up. There were also knights who shouted that something must have gone wrong. There were also knights who were proud of their strength, as if they could lift the entire rock. However, no one could pull out the sword.

Seeing their failure, Merlin just smiled and shook his head to deny their qualifications. Some people wanted to challenge Merlin, who always showed a calm smile, but Davian just slowly placed his hand on the hilt of the Water Sword, and those people retreated wisely.

The feeling of loss gradually spread. Is there no knight with the King's Certificate in this country? Is there no future for Britain?

Speaking of which, is Merlin's prophecy true?

The knights, sensing the crowd's uneasiness, began to discuss. After all, there were so many knights gathered here. There were many ways to choose a king.

Simply testing the strength of a knight, the best person will succeed the late King Uther and be made the Knight King.

The knights ignored the fact that their chosen swords were not chosen, and began to choose in a way that was advantageous to them. First, it was a horse-riding battle. If they were true knights with honor, it would be natural for them to ride on horses and wield spears and engage in a surprise duel.

Listening to their words, Davian just smiled bitterly and felt amused. Then he slowly stepped forward and drew his sword. When the Sword of the Chosen King swung, he couldn't help but stare at Merlin with wide eyes.

But he still controlled his emotions and returned to Merlin. At that moment, he felt that he might have been set up by Merlin.

"I'll go play some horse fighting with them, and when he's ready to draw his sword, I'll be back."

"Go ahead and have some fun, honey~"