Lords of Camelot

At this time, Artorius found his sworn brother Kai, who was standing aside and was unhappy because he didn't bring his spear, and handed the spear on the horse's back to him.

"Brother Kai, are you just going to leave the Sword of Selection alone?" He felt helpless. No one could pull out the sword. That was destiny, waiting for its master.

Kai just shrugged it off. Knowing the truth, he just sneered:

"There's nothing to worry about. Since no one can pull it out, it's just a nuisance. Next up is the knights' elimination match. It's already been decided, so there's no room for the trainees to interfere. It's fine to end here. Anyway, there are probably many knights who are shouting long live in their hearts and laughing secretly."

"You were obviously not chosen as king?" Artorius was still arguing, but Kai's next words were meaningful.

"We don't have time to dream with Merlin and Uther. It is more humane to judge by how many subordinates, money, and power we have now than by the invisible proof of the king. There is no need for a strong commander. If our interests are aligned, it will be easier to cooperate and it will be simpler to plan anything."

"The most important thing is that if something goes wrong, they can cover it up. Because no matter who it is, no one wants to see or be the 'agent of God who saves everything'." "Does Kai think so too?"

"Of course. You should go back to your dad. If others see you, you will be teased again. You should also think about my hard work in helping you out all the time. Listen carefully. This is your first and last chance, so just go home obediently!"

Kai took the spear and went to the farm with the other knights. They had already prepared a place for a horse battle in order to decide the leader for the moment.

Artorius looked at the sword and felt a deep sense of helplessness. It was so lively here just now, but now there is no one here.

No one believed in this sword anymore, and it was just thrown away here as if it were a useless object.

He actually saw it clearly just now, Davian shook the sword twice, but he did not draw it. Because that was not his mission, so he could not do it, and he could not draw it no matter what.

Why did they practice swordsmanship and learn state affairs from the time they were old enough to understand? They even had to abandon human emotions for the sake of it.

Needless to say, it was for today, just to draw this sword, that he existed.

To be honest, he couldn't understand the feelings of his late cheap father, the magician he created. What inspired her during the past fifteen years was only the ordinary days with her adoptive father Hector and her foster brother Kai, and the noise of people living in the town.

It was different from admiration or love. It was just that such things seemed like good deeds in his eyes.

He had no desire to be part of the town, or to get involved, and even though he sometimes imagined such a scenario in his mind, he calmly closed the lid.

Just like how a person is born as a human being.

Dragons also have responsibilities that are entrusted to them.

After all, he didn't understand what an ideal king was, nor could he understand why those people were coveting a throne that was destined not to bring happiness to people.

His motivation was just a trivial matter. Fifteen years of life without being able to live as a human being was all he wanted.

There is only one reason to pick up the sword. Just watching people live gives me strength. I have the motivation to move forward. I can confirm what I want to do without saying it out loud.

So he walked slowly forward and placed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

At this time, Davian had won fifteen victories in the training ground. Just now, Lian Kai was shot down by a gun. He was getting braver and braver, and the knights around him were no match for him.

He raised his gun and shouted at the knights around him, and they all responded to Davian's roar excitedly. In their eyes, Davian in front of them might be the future King of Light, the Lord of Knights who would bring hope to Britain.

However, at this moment, as if he had sensed it, Davian jumped off his horse. The fantasy book opened, and a lion jumped out. Davian rode on him and quickly headed towards the Sword of the Chosen King. He already felt that it was time.

The surrounding knights were all surprised, so they followed Davian, but their speed was far slower than that of Davian with the lion.

At this moment, in front of Artorius, who had his hand on the hilt of the sword, Merlin finally couldn't help but speak:

"I won't hurt you, so don't do it. Once you pick up that sword, you will no longer be human until the end. Not only that. Once you pick it up, you will be hated by all humans and meet a miserable death."

She was still as usual, with a peaceful smile on her face. But Artorius knew that was the fact of the future, and no one could resist it.

Merlin just found it interesting at this moment. She originally planned to give Altoris a push and say some encouraging words.

But she gave up. She still thought it was more interesting to tell him about the dark future and let him make his own choice.

In this way, he can say in the future that everything today was his own choice, and it has nothing to do with him. After all, she had advised him~ And because of this, there is no regret. After all, it is the path he chose, and he has to stick to it even if he grits his teeth.

However, it was precisely because of this statement! It was precisely because of this statement! The fear did not disappear, but a greater courage ignited in the boy's heart. His courage suppressed the fear. At that moment, he knew that it was time!

This is a ritual of killing oneself.

If one has human hearts, he cannot protect the people as a king.

The so-called king is someone who kills the most people in order to protect them.

As a young boy, he thought about that incident every night and trembled until dawn.

There was not a day that he was not afraid of. But that would end today.

No matter how many times he is alienated, feared, or even betrayed, his heart will not change.

Living for the people, living with the people, and leaving a future for the people. That is being entrusted to the country. Showing the king's credentials is also living in the king's responsibility.

Davian came to Merlin's side and watched Artorius raise the sword high. It must be said that this scene was quite holy in his eyes, and the brave young man took a step forward.

Then the time will come, and he will complete his mission.

"But miracles come at a price. Future King Arthur, you will exchange this miracle with the most important thing in your life." Merlin smiled and turned around to look at Davian. At this moment, Davian was looking at her with a helpless look, a look that showed that he knew she had done a lot.

But Merlin just smiled and said to him: "Now it's time to obey the contract between you and me. Go and complete your mission, the future Lord of Camelot. You will eventually sit in the position of being second only to the emperor and above everyone else, and you will be able to decide the life and death of everyone with just one word, and become your legend."

Without saying a word, Davian walked forward, towards Arthur.

Finally, Davian came in front of him, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand, placing the other hand on his heart, and then slowly bent down to salute him.

This is the beginning of their true destiny.