Lords of Camelot

The arrival of Agguiwen has helped Davidian relieve a lot of pressure. Before, it was a bit difficult for Davidian to manage such a big city alone. Many things were done in a rough way. The arrival of Agguiwen can help him relieve a lot of pressure.

Population statistics, redistribution of vacant land and houses, and a series of other livelihood and political issues. Agguiwen relied on himself and his men to solve these problems one by one, but he still felt that David had done a good job, absorbing refugees and strengthening construction, and a series of operations saved a lot of effort.

"I should have come earlier so I could help you share some of the burden." Looking at the data and details recorded on the papyrus, Agguiwen smiled rarely. Davian was better than he thought, and he had laid a good foundation.

"That's all the preliminary work I can do for you. The rest is up to you to solve. Don't blame me. My ability is limited."

Davian's self-deprecation made Aguguiwen unsure of what to say. He could only say that Davian left a lot of leeway for himself and others when he spoke. This made things easier and less stressful.

After the relevant work was handed over, Davian was finally able to relax. Now these things have been assigned to the posts, except for the few who are purely military, everyone else basically has their assigned work on hand.

"Captain, here comes a powerful guy. Come and have a look." Just when Davian wanted to take a break, Wenqinlib came to him. Davian was stunned. A powerful guy? How powerful?

He and Wen Qinlibu left the city together. Fortunately, their previous location was relatively close to the outside.

After arriving at the First Legion's base, Davian was stunned. The water sword on his waist felt something. It seemed that the other party also had a magic weapon. What kind of person was he?

"That's the one." When they got there, Wen Qinlibu made way. But to be honest, even if he didn't, Davian could still clearly see the young man standing there.

Oh my God~ He is so tall and has solid muscles all over his body. With such a well-trained body and the spear in his hand that looks extraordinary, Davian probably already understands what kind of person this is.

"Nice to meet you, Lord of Glory of the First Legion, Lion Knight Davian Slerik. I am Percival, and I came to Camelot under the guidance of the Lord. I hope to find a future for myself here."

The other party also stood up and saluted when he saw Davian. There was absolutely no one on this island who didn't know Davian. Even if you didn't know what he looked like, you could definitely tell who he was just by looking at the sword on Davian's waist.

"So, have you seen the future you are looking for here, Sir Percival?" Davian greeted him with a refreshing smile, and Percival also smiled and said that he had seen it.

"That's great, Wenqinlib. Hand over the work to him. You can finally lighten your burden in the future. Just hand over the task of camp leader to him."

Hearing this, both Vincenrib and Percival showed surprised expressions. Vincenrib was not surprised that he was stripped of one position. He felt that it was ridiculous to hold two positions at the same time. In addition, wartime command was really tiring. He should have found someone to share his tasks.

It's just that he didn't expect to find the right person so quickly. Although he liked Percival, wouldn't it be too fast to parachute him in to be the camp leader?

Percival had never expected to be entrusted with such an important task right after he arrived. This was too fast for him. Although he had called himself a knight before, he was actually just a wandering knight, an ordinary person who walked around everywhere. As a result, he had to be the camp commander of the First Legion, which was famous throughout Britain, right after he arrived?

"Don't worry. Those chosen by the Holy Spear are destined to be extraordinary. Just do your best to protect your compatriots. I believe I won't make a mistake in choosing them."

Davian could see the surprise in Percival's heart, so he comforted Percival in front of him, asking him to believe in himself and also believe in Davian who valued him.

"Have you seen the true face of the holy spear in my hand?" Percival was surprised, but Davian only said that at most he could see that it was not an ordinary item.

"This is the Spear of Longinus that pierced Jesus' chest. I got it some time ago. Following the guidance of the Holy Spear and dreams, I came to Camelot."

His words instantly made Davian and Vincenrib understand what was going on. The guidance of the Holy Spear was still easy to explain, but the guidance of dreams... okay, okay, he was the only person in Britain who could be related to dreams.

[When did she do this secretly? I don’t even know…]

However, Davian just complained silently in his heart. He never cared what Merlin wanted to do. However, Merlin had hardly left his side during this period. The world in dreams was still very magical.

Wen Qinlibu didn't expect that this person was actually the chosen one of the Holy Lance. Could anyone be so awesome now? On the contrary, he was just average. Although he didn't have much sense of reality about the holy swords and holy lances in their hands, he just felt that it was quite exaggerated.

"Okay, okay, Vincenrib, take him to take over the work. As for which company he should be assigned to... transfer Venal to be the captain of the third company, and let Percival be the captain of the sixth company in the future."

Davian thought about it and arranged a position for Percival. This put Percival under even more pressure. He took over the task of camp leader from Vincenrib when he first arrived, and now it's even better. Even the task of the commander of the Sixth Company has been thrown to him. How strong is this?

"Show everything you have and become someone who deserves it. You are lucky. Our forces will enter a stable period in a while. When you come, I will not be able to arrange you like this. I will have to let you serve as a soldier for two years, and then promote you after you have made military achievements. But this is also good. It is also a good thing to parachute a capable person to me."

The trust displayed in Davian's words was something Percival had never seen before. Even he didn't know why Davian in front of him could trust him so much. This was their first meeting.

With such doubts, he and Vincenrib left. The next step was to hand over the mission, which was a heavy task for Percival. Those who could survive in the First Legion were basically ruthless people. To convince this group of people, you need to have strong skills.

Fortunately, Percival will not let Davian down, he will always bring him surprises.

"But this time... well, I feel like he and Lord Bedivere are the same type of people, the kind that won't get into trouble." Davian looked at the backs of the two people going away, and made a rough judgment in his mind. Is he one of the future round tables...