Lords of Camelot

This battle made Arthur famous, and more and more knights came to join this fledgling but glorious knight king.

At the same time, Davian's reputation grew, and people respected Arthur as the Knight King, the glorious king who would lead the future. However, they also respected Davian as a true model knight, a role model that all knights should emulate.

"Even the lion knight, Davidian Slyrick, the son of the paragon, obeys King Arthur as his master. I think this is absolutely correct."

This sentence spread across the British mainland, and Davian felt helpless. Was he a stepping stone for Arthur, or was Arthur a stepping stone for him?

People undoubtedly felt that Arthur was the more glorious king, but they also felt that Davian was a better knight.

The two of them were running on their own paths, and both had already gained great reputations. When Davian was walking in the city of Carrion, beautiful girls would stop for him or noble ladies would wink at him.

He felt helpless about these things, and he didn't want to be like a central air conditioner or a fluorescent lamp. He didn't like it, and he didn't think it was necessary.

Merlin often teased him about this, always saying that his knight had grown up and now there were countless beauties willing to spend the night with him without asking for a formal relationship.

Every time this was mentioned, both Arthur and Davian felt helpless. Merlin's teasing words were so infuriating, especially in this aspect, she was really bad.

Because such words do not treat those women as human beings, that's what they both feel.

But overall, life during this period is still full, busy and glorious, no matter who it is, they really are doing the right thing, allowing more people to survive better, that's all.

Days passed one by one, and today Tristan came back. He had gone back to Cornwall to pick up his wife. Davian looked at the bulging Isolde and felt happy for his brother.

"It's probably going to be about a month before the baby is born, right?" When Isolde got off the carriage, he hurried over to help her land steadily. After hearing his question, Isolde calculated the time and replied that it should be about the same.

When Tristan heard this, his face turned redder. Davian didn't even want to laugh at him, but Isolde laughed anyway, because her husband was always like this, and had a childish attitude towards these things.

"Go back home and have a good rest. Don't let your wife overwork herself after the long journey." Davian had already let go of Tristan's hand as he spoke. After all, the carriage drove directly to the door of Tristan's residence in Carrion City. Let the lovers who had been separated for a while spend some time together.

Davidian also returned to his office. Now he really wanted someone to help him so that he could go out and stretch his muscles.

There was no other way. Now only he and Arthur could do these things. Bedivere was responsible for the training and coordination of the new recruits, Kai was responsible for the management of logistics and supplies, and Tristan was temporarily responsible for the security patrol of their increasingly expanded territory.

It must be said that they do not have enough people now. And the supplies are not enough either. They really need some support now, or if there is another wave of coalition forces like this, looting their supplies will naturally be enough for a while.

However, Davidian later heard that 40,000 Saxons had landed from the north to invade Britain, and the northern kings immediately formed an alliance to fight.

Even Gawain released the Holy Sword of the Sun in the battle on the front coastline to wipe out the enemies. The flames of the Holy Sword easily burned thousands of people to ashes. To be honest, Davian was happy for his brother. He was really amazing.

But this also means that the useless Muggle Kings have no time to take care of them for the time being, and now they really need to seize the time to grow. The soldiers have received sufficient training during this period, and the veterans have passed on their experience by words and deeds.

Ah... although these veterans may not have experienced many wars themselves.

Finally, the most unimaginable support came to Davian. Lancelot, the knight of the lake, led his troops to help, and not only did he have soldiers, but he also had sufficient supplies.

"You can't spend the money I give you, so I just exchanged it all for supplies. My brother, let me see you, you are working much harder than before."

Lancelot gave Davian a big hug, and Davian was very happy at the moment. This was an unexpected surprise that he had never thought of. It can only be said that Lancelot came just in time.

"I never thought you would give me such assistance. I also didn't think you would be so rich." Davian looked at the carriage full of food and other supplies. He felt much more at ease. With these supplies, they could sustain for a long time.

"Well, after all, my life was peaceful back then, unlike yours. When I returned, I beat up the invading King Bos. Now the French praise me even more. I am the unrivaled Knight of the Lake!"

Facing Lancelot's proud words, Davian smiled helplessly and shook his head. This guy is still the same, but his help is real, and that's enough.

"But your coming here did help me out of a pressing need. We are also in some trouble now. After all, most of the supplies are controlled by the kings, and we can only buy a few from the people and merchants. With you, we can open up the trade route to France and buy supplies directly from you."

Hearing this, Lancelot whistled excitedly. This was Davian asking for his help. After all, he was not his subordinate. It was really gratifying to hear such words from this kid.

"Then leave it to me! With me as your guard, I don't believe anyone would be so blind as to rob our goods. So why did you choose to join such a young man? What can he bring to you? Is it necessary?"

Lancelot still felt strange about the choice made by his friend. What kind of charm did this young King Arthur have that made his good friend help him to such an extent?

Davian tilted his head and said that he had some reasons. But Lancelot still had to trust his own eyes. King Arthur was a very good king, and he was a king who deserved all his help.

However, Lancelot sneered, mainly because he was dissatisfied with King Arthur's title of Knight King. How could he be called the Knight King? His good brother Davian didn't even set foot on the throne, but this young man could do it?

He really needs to see what kind of knight king this Arthur is?