Lords of Camelot

At night, Merlin reached out his hand and stroked Davian's solid chest, feeling satisfied. Davian hugged him, as Merlin was too small for him and it was very comfortable to hug him.

And she's not heavy, the body of a nightmare is really amazing...

"Well... how is Arthur's situation?" Davian asked this, and Merlin curled her lips and asked why she brought up such a disappointing thing at this time? She didn't pay much attention to that side, anyway, she could guess the result.

"Oh? You're just guessing? You really don't care about it anymore." Merlin's attitude surprised Davian. He didn't expect Merlin to just give up and not even look at it.

Hearing Davian's words, Merlin said nonchalantly: "He is a finished man. It would be strange if he still needs me to do anything for him at this time, right? Have you ever begged me to do anything for you? Ah... not in bed, not at other times. Because you know very well that it is no longer my business."

Her words were out, and they were very clear. At this moment, Davian really didn't know what to say. Merlin had now completely turned into a harmless and harmless wife. She really didn't do anything, and she didn't have the interest to do anything.

But then Davian calmed down. This was their responsibility living in the present. Merlin didn't want to do it, so it didn't matter.

If their efforts ultimately end in failure, then let's leave this matter to future generations.

[Work hard to live a short life and leave the achievements to future generations. This is how humans repeat themselves. It is really amazing.]

He may not live out his life here, but he can leave everything he has done to future generations. If he continues like this, sooner or later he will be able to bring a bright future to Britain.

[Ah... But that's not pleasant either, after all, these people became invaders later. Although they were probably not the same ethnic group then as they are now, right?]

Davian thought about this, and then stopped thinking about other things. Because according to the information he knew now, Arthur... was destined to fail. The native people of Britain still failed to resist the invasion of the Saxons and finally fell.

"Well~ don't think too much. You are just a human being. You can only do things for your generation. Do you think you can accomplish the work of three generations in one generation? Isn't this just wishful thinking?"

Merlin stretched out his hands and pinched Davian's face, complaining about his huge desire that could easily tear his balls apart. Even Arthur, who can now be called immortal, doesn't dare to think about that kind of thing. All he can say is to take it one step at a time and work hard.

After hearing what Merlin said, Davian naturally didn't think about it anymore. After all, Merlin was right. If a human with only a few decades of life wanted to reach the sky in one step, he would definitely end up with a mess, which would be meaningless.

"Too impatient for quick success~Too impatient for quick success~" He said the same words twice in a row, then rolled over and pressed Merlin under him.

"For the last time, I'll go to bed after this."

When the morning sun shone on Davidian's face, he slowly woke up. At this time, he felt light all over. This comfortable feeling was really rare.

The previous march was indeed very tiring, but I slept very comfortably on the first night after returning.

He got up and started to get dressed. When he went downstairs, he saw lettuce, bacon, fried eggs and milk on the table. For some reason, he smiled subconsciously.

"Are you surprised? It's not like I don't know how to cook, although the breakfast I make is not as good as yours." Merlin sat there drinking milk, but Davian just glanced at her, and Merlin couldn't help but continue to complain about herself.

“Aaaaah! I can’t cook complicated dishes either. Of course, I’m still better than Gawain~”

Hearing this, Davian was a little helpless. Gawain was indeed helpless. No matter how hard he tried, he could not learn. He could only stir the damn mashed potatoes. Davian could only understand that God did not want Gawain to be too perfect, so he forced him to have such a shortcoming.

So now it was actually Rigel who cooked, she didn't like having maids to serve her family. And she was about to give birth, and she hoped that Gawain could come back before the birth so that he could see his unborn child with his own eyes.

"There's a kid in her belly~ a very energetic kid." Merlin mentioned this aspect, and Davian nodded to indicate that this was very good.

I wonder what name Gao Wen will give his child when the time comes, he is quite looking forward to it.

After the two of them finished their breakfast, which was almost lunchtime, Davian and Merlin went to the palace together. Seeing Davian coming, Agrawen immediately saluted him.

"Lord Davian, it doesn't matter if you rest for a few more days. There have been no problems within the palace during this period. Your great victory has temporarily suppressed the problems on the island. Those people no longer dare to have any thoughts of rebellion."

Davian smiled and shook his head, saying that now is the golden age of life, how can we not do more?

"Don't worry about me, Agguiwen. I had a good rest yesterday. Merlin's company greatly relieved my inner fatigue. This is enough."

After hearing David's explanation, Aguguiwen felt relieved. He then reported the taxes collected from various places during this period, and David nodded to show that he understood.

If Aguiwen can report it, there must be no problem. If there is a problem, just show the list to Davidian later.

"So, is there any report on the situation on King Arthur's side?" Davidian asked this again, and Aguiwen immediately called the servant next to him to bring the report on the situation on King Arthur's side.

"This is a bit delayed. It takes about a week for the message sent through magic to reach me. Previously, it was said that the final battle would take place in the valley of Sesoni, but now I think the battle is probably over. Soon, there should be information about the results."

Agguiwen handed the papyrus to Davian, who glanced at it quickly and nodded with satisfaction. This battle report revealed Arthur's confidence. Although he said that Lucius's swordsmanship was indeed better than his, it could be seen that Arthur did not think he would lose.

On the contrary, he had a strong will to win and felt that he would definitely win.

"Merlin, you should see that Arthur is indeed Arthur, he will definitely win the final victory...Merlin?"

Since no one answered, Davian turned around and looked over. Only then did he realize that there was no one around him. When did she run away?

"Your wife left just as you were reading the battle report. She even looked at me and told me not to tell you. I think she went out to get some fresh air because the atmosphere here is too dull and boring. You can go to the garden to find her after you finish your business here."

Agguiwen explained what had just happened, and Davian couldn't help shaking his head. It seemed that he was too engrossed in reading the battle report. This made Merlin a little unhappy. It was his own fault.

That's right, let's finish things here quickly and go play with Merlin.