Lords of Camelot

"I hope that when we meet next time, you will have become what your father and mother expect you to be, the true king of Britain, the knight king they believe in."

Morgan stood by the carriage door and spoke to Arthur. Her face was solemn at the moment, and her words were full of the expectations and severity of an elder. An elder sister is like a mother, and this was no exception at the moment.

Arthur bowed his head respectfully, and uttered the usual assurances and promises, while also expressing his determination that he would become the person his father and mother expected him to be.

Morgan nodded in satisfaction at his words, and then she placed her hand on Arthur's shoulder. At this moment, Arthur felt as if his mother was standing in front of him. If he hadn't known that it was Morgan standing in front of him, he would have been taken in by this feeling.

"Then I will go, and you can do your work well. Arthur, you are their hope, and I, a woman, have no right to interrupt you."

After that, Morgan turned around and got on the carriage without giving Arthur a chance to say more. Arthur didn't dare to raise his head and straighten his back until Morgan's carriage was far away. At this moment, his back was already sweating.

Davian immediately went to his side and put his hands on his waist. Arthur looked at Davian beside him, and his heart was filled with gratitude towards him.

"Don't worry about it. She's just like a psychopath with split personality. It's normal to have such a majestic and tender side. But we still have to remember that she is always our enemy."

He spoke softly so that only Arthur could hear him, and Arthur also said that he would not forget these things. However, the feeling just now...he really felt as if he felt that his mother, whom he had never met, was standing in front of him.

"Alright, alright, go back and have some rest. You'll also be leaving for Kemred tomorrow, so leave the things here to me. Just treat it as a vacation for yourself."

Arthur smiled and thanked him, saying that Davian always took good care of him. Although Davian could only be considered his brother in terms of age, Arthur sometimes wanted to complain that Davian was actually caring like an old father.

"Sir Bedivere, go back with King Arthur." He called out to Bedivere, who came over immediately. He then took King Arthur back to the city, but Davian did not follow.

He had other things to do, and now it was time to go see Agrawen. They hadn't seen each other for quite some time since Tristan's wedding.

When we arrived at Aguguiwen's office, he was giving a lecture. The clerks assigned to him also looked at Aguguiwen obediently and respectfully, listening to his teachings wholeheartedly.

When Agragwen saw Davian coming, he ordered, "Okay, go ahead. Report your work results before dinner tonight. Don't let me down."

All his clerks went out immediately, and when they passed by Davian, they naturally saluted him. Davian also returned their salutes one by one. Some pretty girls even couldn't help but give Davian a charming look, but Davian pretended not to see it.

"It's been a long time since we last met, Sir Davian. It's a pleasure to see you still as energetic and motivated as ever. It seems that we are really moving towards the same goal now."

A smile appeared on Aguwen's gloomy face, which Davian thought was quite sincere, and Davian returned the same smile.

"Have you made up your mind?" Davian's question was a bit stupid, but he couldn't help asking. After all, he didn't know whether Aguguiwen would feel uncomfortable because of what he was going to do next. In his eyes, these people also needed psychological counseling.

Hearing this question, Agguiwen was stunned at first, and then he realized what Davian meant, so he responded with a smile:

"Of course, I have only had one goal from the beginning to the end. It's just a pity that I have always thought that you are the most suitable person, but it's a pity that you have no desire of your own. What a pity."

Davian shook his head helplessly and said that he really had no desire for that position, and Merlin was not suitable to be a princess and rule the country. That was too scary, and it felt like the whole of Britain would go crazy.

This made Aggravin burst into laughter. He had never realized that Davian was so talented at telling jokes. He was really good at making fun of himself. He was far inferior to him.

"But this is really a pity... I still hope that we can get along well with them, but as of now, there is no chance of that."

When Davian said this, Agguiwen felt helpless. Being caught in the middle, he naturally understood the situation of both parties the best. In his eyes, Arthur was definitely the most suitable, followed by Davian, his parents... Never mind, the garbage dump of history was already very high, so it wouldn't matter if two more were squeezed in.

"So, what's the plan?" Davidian asked this again, and Aguguiwen nodded. He naturally had a plan in his mind, and he knew very well what to do next.

"Then I won't ask any more questions, Aguguiwen. If you have anything you want to ask, please ask me now. After all, I am quite busy and may not always have the time to talk to you."

After hearing this, Aguguiwen's first question was when they were going to take action against Vortigern. If they didn't eliminate him, they couldn't really raise the flag of their rule over the entire island.

Davian responded that they would probably have to start the war the year after next, and now was the time to station more troops and store more food. Except for not building a high wall because Carien was not suitable as a future seat of government, they were already doing everything else.

After getting Davian's answer, Aguiwen nodded with satisfaction. In this way, the plan in his mind had become feasible, and he even thought of who would be the beheader.

"Then I understand, Sir. The next thing is up to you. When King Arthur is not around, you are the backbone of everyone... It's funny to say, what's the difference between you and him? Doing work for him when he's lazy and relaxing? But when he's around, you do the same things as him."

These words made David frown. He gently knocked on Agguiwen's chest armor with his fist and told him not to say such things in front of others in the future. He didn't want to be misunderstood by others, which would not be a good thing for him.

Since Davian said so, Agguiwen would not cross the line. Sometimes he was curious about what kind of mentality Davian had. He worked so hard for Britain without asking for anything in return. Agguiwen had never seen such a person before. It was really outrageous.

But precisely because of this, he felt very comfortable working with Davian, and in his eyes, this man was a perfect person.