Lords of Camelot

"Agaguiwen! You actually betrayed me!"

In Orkney, in Morgan's magic workshop, Morgan angrily pushed away all the props, drawings and potions on the table.

After receiving the news from the battlefield, the rage and indignation in her heart could be felt without words. This rage was uncontrollable and could not be vented in this way.

The assassin she had nurtured, the son she had nurtured to rule Britain in the future, had actually betrayed her! Had he actually joined the Red Dragon's army?!

At this moment, her breath was heavy and wild, and her vicious character was fully revealed.

And she understood that at this moment she had not only lost King Lot, the puppet, but she had also lost Orkney.

She was the wife of King Lot, and this status meant that when King Lot was alive, she could control King Lot's every move and thus control the entire Orkney. But at the same time, it also meant that once King Lot died, she would not be able to stand in front of others and control power.

The ministers would not allow it, and neither would anyone else who was still conscious. Now she had no chance at all, she was just a noble woman, a widow who had lost her husband in the eyes of everyone.

Gawain, who was outside the magic workshop, sighed and left. He had never thought that such a thing would happen. Ever since Morgan started to go crazy in her magic workshop, Gawain, who came to comfort his mother, listened to everything his mother said.

He heard all those tricks and painful things.

To be honest, he wished he hadn't come, wished he was deaf. The filters of his father and mother in his heart collapsed at this moment, and Gao Wen was in the most painful time.

How could he have such parents?

Morgan didn't notice the tiny footsteps outside the house at all. At this moment, her anger had completely occupied her heart. This kind of rage made her unable to pay attention to everything outside her world. She had to think about more things. She had to destroy the red dragon!

It's just that Davian and the others won't know these things, because they are still on the way to Canterbury. He was in a very happy mood, and he didn't want to know the ugly thoughts of a vicious woman like Morgan.

Although he was going to get married, Davian himself was not in a hurry. He had to get there anyway, so before he got there, he had to get rid of the bloody smell on his body.

He didn't want Merlin to smell this smell, nor did he want this smell to appear at his wedding.

The soldiers of the legion all knew what their commander was going to do. A few days ago, Stephen also acted as a communicator and was responsible for transmitting information.

Wincenrib is also leading his team towards Canterbury. This is the legion commander's big day and they have to go!

But this journey must be completed, just like today, Davian has come to the city. Of course, he is not bringing war, but just preparing to complete his marriage.

"Lord Davian! Please enter the city. As for your legion, we can only ask them to stay outside the city temporarily."

There were already waiters waiting at the city gate. Davian thought that it was probably Merlin who said that he would arrive today, so they could arrange for someone to receive him here in advance. She was still the same as always.

So he turned to the army behind him and said, "You guys just set up camp outside the city and wait for Wenqinlibu to arrive. I will go into the city first. Don't worry, you will definitely have a glass of wedding wine this time!"

The soldiers of the First Legion started to make a fuss and said that they were waiting for this cup. A cheerful atmosphere spread among them. Davian smiled and said that no one would be short of anything, and that they would have a three-day banquet. Whoever dared to tease them at this time would be killed!

Then Davian followed the waiter into the city, and he couldn't help but sigh that Canterbury was still the same. This holy church city had a sense of peace and tranquility that he could not experience anywhere else.

"In the future, I will call Londinium... no, Camelot. From now on, the name of that city will be Camelot. We will make that city much better than this one."

He couldn't help but say this, and the waiter in front of him smiled and said that he hoped everything would go as he wished. After all, even the Archbishop of Canterbury was optimistic about Lord Davian, and he would definitely be able to build Britain into a paradise.

When they entered the cathedral, Merlin had already thrown herself into Davian's arms. She couldn't help but say - too slow~

"I'm sorry, it took some tricks and effort, but I finally got it done. Now I'm here, I'm going to marry you here, I'm going to marry you here."

Davian said in her ear in a calm but joyful voice, but Merlin just hugged her tighter.

"Hahahaha~ A short separation makes the heart grow fonder, that's really the truth. It seems that the separation for a while has made your relationship stronger, which is really something to celebrate."

The Archbishop's voice came from behind, and the two men loosened their arms. Their cheeks flushed, and they both felt a little shy.

"Let's go, let's ignore this old man. We'll talk to him later when we need him. Now I just want to talk to you. Come to my room. I've made tea."

Merlin dragged Davian away, and before leaving, she made a face at the Archbishop. Davian could only apologize awkwardly and then was dragged away by Merlin. After all, Merlin was more important now.

"Am I an old man? I'm only 54 years old, still in my prime." The archbishop thought for a moment, but after this self-complaint, he couldn't help but sigh.

He was indeed old, and he could not stop the fighting on the island. His physical strength was gradually shrinking, and the influence of the church was also beginning to decline. To pacify the situation on the island, could only young people like Arthur and Davian do it?

Merlin had pulled Davian back into the room. Merlin poured him a cup of tea and sat next to him.

Before Davian could say anything, Merlin had already stuck to him, feeling his breath and confirming that Davian was by his side.

Davian didn't know how to start talking. The current atmosphere seemed to require no words. No, what was this atmosphere of an old couple? They were still young, weren't they?

But the current atmosphere is really reassuring and relaxing, so let's not talk. Davian thinks there is nothing wrong with this situation, and Merlin can make him feel at ease around him.

"So, is this also a big victory?" Merlin was the first to speak, but anyone would know that it was just a casual question.

And Davian just said casually: "The Arthur you trained is indeed a king. Agguiwen's plan this time is also quite vicious. I am afraid that King Lot only realized that he had been abandoned by Agguiwen when he died."