Lords of Camelot

"Haha~ I knew he won again, and he won a complete victory in just one day. He executed the decapitation tactic very thoroughly. Without the leader, the war will naturally come to an end."

Merlin lay on the sofa and laughed. Although she had her eyes closed at the moment, she could see clearly what Davian had experienced that day. Such a great victory was worthy of him.

"But Morgan did something he didn't like again... Oh, obsession is really scary~ Maybe I should take a look at what Morgan is doing now? Forget it, forget it. I always feel that she can't do anything that can surprise me. It must be the same old routine again."

Merlin swung his beautiful legs, his heart full of complaints and slight resentment towards Morgan. After one defeat after another, it seemed that Davian was destined to be Morgan's nemesis, suppressing her and making her unable to make any waves in her life.

"But sometimes I am also curious. I have spent more time nurturing Arthur. Why does it seem that Arthur is not as mature as Davian now? It really feels inexplicable~"

Merlin stopped thinking about this. As an optimist, she certainly didn't think about this kind of problem. She should just look at Davian in the distance. After fighting this battle and calming down the local people, he will be back soon.

By this calculation, King Arthur's side would last longer? After all, he went to sea and fought against the Roman army. Lucius was also much more powerful than those five people put together, although he could not beat Arthur.

And the battle was finally over within a day, and none of the five kings escaped, but this time they were unlucky and Davian only got one head.

Percival was luckier, as he took two while riding Kundry and killing left and right. The remaining ones were one from Ryan and one from Nevinmore.

This was Davian's most ferocious attack against the mortal army. Although he did not use the compression cannon to directly bombard the ordinary soldiers, he was really like a man in a deserted place in the metal lion king armor, and he only needed to swing his sword.

The black dog didn't wake up until the evening. After all, it was a nocturnal creature, and the darker it was, the stronger its power would naturally be.

When it woke up and saw Davian, it immediately approached and got close to him. It was just being controlled, but that didn't mean it had no consciousness. Davian had helped it again, and it knew that very well.

David stroked it, feeling deeply for his old friend. It was really outrageous that he had to suffer such torture for no reason.

Perhaps he should rush to Orkney and stab her to death with a sword... Even if doing so would be equivalent to trampling on the virtues of chivalry or bringing shame to his own honor in the eyes of the world, it would definitely save him a lot of trouble if he did so.

But that would put Gao Wenqing in a very difficult position. Killing an unarmed woman, Gao Wenqing's mother, Orkney would definitely not let it go. This is really not a good thing.

"Captain, the seized materials have been counted and the prisoners have all been confirmed. What should we do next?" Wen Qinlibu came to his side, interrupting the interaction between Davian and Black Dog. But Davian didn't care, after all, he still had to get things done.

He took Winchenrib's list and glanced at it, then said, "If there are people who are willing to go with us and join King Arthur's court, let's take them with us. For the rest, no matter what the reason is, as long as they want to leave, we will give them some travel expenses and dry food and let them go."

This time, a lot of supplies were seized, but not many prisoners, after all, their number was small to begin with. The auxiliary corps did not go out directly, which led to many people escaping directly when the enemy completely collapsed.

But it doesn’t matter. As long as the young and middle-aged labor force does not die due to strange reasons, they can make contributions as long as they are still alive on this island.

After so many battles, the number of young and strong people on the island is not as high as before. This is the disadvantage of war, so Davian has been avoiding unnecessary killings to avoid causing more trouble.

It takes time for children to grow up, and young adults have always been the most precious resource. Davidian sometimes wondered whether he should just turn history around and turn all the Saxons into slaves, which might relieve a lot of pressure in the future.

"That's what the Spartan nation did, using slaves to carry out daily production and train specialized warriors... Well, I don't think Arthur would accept such a thing, it's quite troublesome."

Davian complained about these trivial things to himself, but the black dog didn't care at all. It just lay down and served as a backrest for Davian so that Davian could relax for a while.

It was the king of the wild, but that didn't mean it had no wisdom. On the contrary, it could keenly sense Davian's tiredness and distraction in these matters. When facing stupid people, he always had to spend more time and effort.

"It's better for me to be like you, indulge in the mountains and forests, and never care about what these idiots are going to do. Even if they are all beheaded by Lucius, it's better than dirtying my water sword."

He held the Water Sword in front of him, and looked at the blue runes on the sword to calm himself down.

He is not young anymore, and will be 30 in a few years. Now thinking about it, he has accomplished a lot in these years, and has become different from the past. Is this progress, or what?

"Dad, Mom, sister, how are you doing now? Come to think of it, what will it be like when I go back? Even I don't know..."

He could only grumble like this at this time. After all, the service period Merlin mentioned was still very far away. Very far away...

"By the way, I wonder if Arthur is doing well? If nothing unexpected happens, they should have already reached the shore by now, right? How long will the war over there last? Although Rome is in its twilight years, it is definitely not easy to deal with. I hope everything goes well for them. It would be even better if they can kill Lucius."

When he thought of this, Davian thought that it might be better for him to fight against the Roman coalition. With his strength, he felt that it should not be a problem for him to kill Lucius on the battlefield.

Now I think it's because of the identity issue. After all, he is the king and I am just a lord. So because of the priority and responsibility, he has to face Lucius in the end.

This is the king's responsibility and obligation, and Davian cannot change this with words. He can only hope that Gawain and Lancelot will use their strengths to relieve Arthur's pressure as much as possible.

"Ah~ As expected, it's a bit boring without Merlin around. At night, it's easier to feel lonely when alone..."

Davian fell asleep while complaining. After all, with the black dog by his side, it would be very difficult to hurt him, so just let him sleep peacefully.