Lords of Camelot

"Sir Lancelot, will the Knight of the Lake come?" Arturia slowly ate Davian's portion of food. She ate very slowly, obviously cherishing every bite of food.

Davian nodded: "Yes, he is not the kind of person who doesn't abide by his agreement. Since you have given your name, then according to the agreement between Benwick and I, he will definitely come. But I won't know how much supplies he will bring. I don’t know. Because I can’t grasp the specific amount. You know, I have no experience in this area. If you take less, you will look down on others. If you take more, you will be called greedy. I can’t let this happen. .”

This was what Davian thought of, and he was somewhat vague at the time, without being too detailed. He could only hope that Lancelot knew what was going on here and brought more things.

"I heard that the food in France is much better than that in Britain, is that true?" Artoria suddenly said this. Davian looked at her in surprise after hearing her words, and then he also realized it. Also, Artoria is younger than him. She can make herself look like a king, but she is actually still very young and not that old-fashioned.

So he nodded: "Of course, I also ate the palace cuisine there when I was in Cornwall. But when I went to France, for comparison, I felt that the British cuisine was not good at all. The same ingredients were used by other people. What comes out feels completely different from what we make here.”

Arturia looked a little unbelievable, and she quickly asked: "Is the difference that big? I think the food I eat now is much more delicious than before."

When Davian heard these words from her, he suddenly felt sad. She used to sleep less than three hours a day, and there wasn't even a bed for her to sleep on. She just spent those few simple hours in the stable. Because she knew that she still had many things to do and many things to learn in her dream. And when she wakes up, she has to be busy with a series of daily things. She had never even left Britain. If anything, her eleven years of life were very difficult.

"I will definitely ask Lancelot to invite a group of French chefs, and wait until we capture Londinium and the city in your mind is completed. At that time, you will know the gap between the two sides. "Davian knew about Artoria's dream - the chalk city, Camelot.

"Then I'm really looking forward to it. Keep your word." Artoria was also very happy. She could sense that they were getting closer to their dreams step by step. I hope that the day when the Chalk City is built will come as soon as possible.

The conversation between the two people was so intimate at this time, and they both cherished this relaxed chat. Because both Davian and Artoria know one thing, that is, in the future, such time will become less and less. As they move forward, they will have more and more things to do. Their own time will become less and less until the day it all ends.

But neither of them will regret it. Now that they have embarked on this road, they must go to the end firmly. Both of them believe so.

So after everyone's celebration ended, Davian came to the cemetery, with only his good friend Wen Qinlibu by his side.

He came to the tomb and slowly poured the wine in his hand on the ground as a tribute to the dead soldiers.

It is true that there is joy in David's heart today, but it is not without sadness. Because among the people he brought, more than a dozen people were killed in battle. Several of them were young people in the local villages and towns who thanked him for his contribution and followed him after he defeated the giants in Brittany. Some of them were young people who followed him. The soldiers who became loyal to him after he wiped out the flying dragons in Oxford. But now, these people have left before him.

"Davian, don't ask too much of yourself. When making achievements, sacrifice is inevitable. You have tried your best to kill the enemy. Isn't the fastest way to defeat the enemy the best way to protect your comrades?" Wen Qinlibu stood Be by his side, comforting him. Regarding life and death, he takes a lighter view than Davian. After all, when they follow Davian to fight, they are both mentally prepared to die in battle.

Davian turned to look at him. Wingenrib was originally a sergeant under King Nantes. After he defeated Garod's troublesome vampire banshee Barvanshi, he resigned from the army and came to follow him. Although he is young, he is aware and knowledgeable. Now Wenqinlibu is basically equivalent to his deputy.

"You are right. I can accept their sacrifice. But that doesn't mean I can't care. Six hundred of you have been with me for a while. I treat you sincerely, and you treat me sincerely. . Now that I have this feeling, it is impossible for me to downplay these sacrifices." At this time, Davian's face was watery. People are emotional animals after all, and he can arbitrarily kill enemies who have nothing to do with him. But he could not forget the noble sacrifice of his comrades.

He couldn't help but sympathize with Artoria. In the future, she would have to kill more people who might become her people in order to protect her people. It is common knowledge that it is impossible to save everyone. But for the sake of those who have been saved, she must bear the regret of not being able to save everyone and continue to swing her sword and continue to try to save more people.

"I'm afraid I will have to lead more people to die in the future, and every day from now on may become a good day for generosity and sacrifice. Suddenly the responsibility on my shoulders is heavier. It's really..." Davian said to Wenqin calmly Libu smiled. Although he felt very heavy at the moment, he shouldn't look sad. Along with the legacy of these fallen comrades, they must continue to fight.

Wengenlieb suddenly said: "I used to be very curious about what kind of person would make a knight like you choose to swear allegiance to the death. But now after seeing King Arthur and the appearance of the people in Carien City, I I believe your choice is correct. He is undoubtedly an excellent king who can bring a bright future to Britain. It is our honor to serve such a king. This is much better than losing your life in vain with those group of knights. ."

"If she hadn't been like this, I wouldn't have sworn allegiance to her. I believed in her ideals and wishes, and only after she made her own choice did I strengthen my heart to follow her. She has lived with the people for eleven years. It is much better than those kings who grew up in the palace and have never had contact with the people at the bottom of their lives." Davian smiled. This is the decisive difference between Arturia and the other kings, and it is more in line with Davian's own understanding. , he is more accepting.

After all, no matter what, Merlin only taught swordsmanship and knowledge for three years, and it failed to distort the three views he had learned since childhood. How can those guys who don't treat people as human beings get into his eyes and become kings? He might have had a choice before, but now he understands that he had no choice from the beginning.

"Go back and rest. Just be patient today and arrange a suitable place to stay tomorrow. I guess the work ahead will be very busy. You also have to take responsibility. Don't be lazy." Davian left with Wen Qinlibu. It's already very late here, and they still have a lot to do tomorrow.

"Yes!"

There will be time to mourn, to grieve, but now is the time to fight, Davian thought at that moment.