Lords of Camelot

After Modred visited King Ullens, King Ullens immediately paid the taxes owed. The other princes saw this and realized that since King Ullens, the biggest troublemaker, had surrendered, they could no longer do anything reckless.

The taxes went into Camelot, and Lord Kai's frown finally relaxed a little. I didn't expect these people to be so secretive. This would make it easier to provide disaster relief or military expenses.

With money, Lancelot's business can be done better. This is a task that each of them must complete. For Britain, these things are necessary.

However, Mordred and Wincenrib's tour has not ended yet, and they still have to strike back where they should, to prevent these stupid guys from having any strange ideas.

About half a year later, they returned to Camelot. The first thing Mordred did after his return was to report the intelligence to Davian, which was what he should have done.

After receiving these reports from Mordred, Davian nodded and said, "You did a good job. Overall, it is very satisfactory. You have worked hard. Take a good rest."

Mordred was already quite satisfied to receive such an evaluation from Davian, so he left as well. His efforts over the past six months had paid off.

Then came Vincenrib, and Davian asked him without even looking up what he thought of Modred's performance in the past six months. Vincenrib smiled and replied that it was good, and it was indeed Davian's style.

"I didn't give him any advice. It was all his own ability to react on the spot and his strong mentality. Those guys were already trembling with fear when they saw Mordred. They are really a group of hopeless guys."

Hearing this, Davian nodded to show that he understood. He had seen Mordred's growth. If he could be so successful, then naturally there would be no regrets, and he could be more at ease in the future.

"They fear power but not virtue. That's what they are like. But in the end, you can't blame them. The situation on the island is getting worse and worse. I hate this situation too, but I can't change it. I can only maintain it as much as possible."

"It's not your fault, Davian. Even if the island is rich, what good will it do? They will only build bigger palaces, take more beauties, better food, more gorgeous clothes and armor into their own pockets. These people don't deserve any sympathy, and it's not too much to kill them all."

Winchinlib's words were quite extreme, but Davian made no comment.

Because he had the same idea.

Davian never had any extra affection for people who were ignorant, stupid, or even unable to control their desires. However, if he easily started a war, it would still cause more trouble, so Davian had always been very restrained.

Although it would be hard to be oppressed by the princes who didn't know what was going on, it would be fatal if a war broke out. If these people crossed the bottom line and forced the civilians to be the vanguard, then Davian would be in even more trouble, so he would not start a war easily.

It is better to live a hard life than to lose your life, Davidian knows this very well.

"Okay, you should go and have some rest too. Your wife and children are at home, right? Go ahead. I will go to the palace after I finish my work here and report this matter."

Wenqinlib smiled and said that he was very grateful. After all, Hai Na and Wenqinlis were still waiting for him at home, so he left work first.

Davian didn't care much about his small gratitude, after all, it was a small matter. Wenqinlib also had a family, so he should naturally spend time with his family. After all, taking care of his family was a man's primary responsibility.

After things here were settled, David cooked himself two simple dishes, ate two pieces of white bread, and headed towards the palace.

At this moment, Arthur was chatting with Guinevere, and Davian joined them with a smile. Both Guinevere and Arthur welcomed his arrival, especially Guinevere, who was quite enthusiastic.

Davian didn't quite understand what was going on with her enthusiasm, but out of brotherly affection for his sister, he still chatted with her warmly.

Suddenly, Agrawen arrived, and the envoys came to pay taxes, and they also wanted to meet King Arthur to express their loyalty. So Arthur smiled and stood up, and told Davian that he would temporarily hand Guinevere over to him, and he had to ensure Guinevere's safety.

"Hahaha~ This is the inner court of the king. Who is qualified to come in here and threaten the safety of the princess? Not to mention in front of me, Arthur, are you making fun of me?"

Arthur also laughed when he heard his words, and then he left with Agrawen.

After Arthur left, Davian continued to chat with Guinevere normally, but after a while, Davian felt something was wrong. Guinevere seemed a little... too enthusiastic?

There was even a sense of fanaticism and indignation in this enthusiasm. Davian didn't understand why she gave him this feeling. It was very wrong.

"Brother Davian, aren't you scared? Living with an inhuman being like Merlin? Her beauty never fades, and you've been with her for so many years but you still don't have any children. Can you really accept this?"

When David heard these words, he just smiled indifferently and said that nine out of ten things in the world are not satisfactory, and that pursuing perfection too much will only lead to darkness in the end, so he has always tried his best. Although it is a pity if he still cannot do something after trying hard, he can only accept it calmly.

"Don't you think Arthur and Merlin are a perfect match? They are both eternally youthful and immortal. If they were together, it would be as beautiful as a fairy tale, right? Not to mention that Merlin has watched Arthur grow up since he was a child. Their relationship is very special."

Hearing this, Davian burst into laughter. That would never happen. He was confident that he was the only one in Britain who could subdue Merlin. The others were far from being able to do so, not to mention Arthur, who was the least likely to do so.

"What if you're gone?" Guinevere suddenly asked this question, but Davian just shrugged and replied with a helpless expression that since he was gone, he couldn't control Merlin.

If she found someone else to love in her long life, then Davian would be unable to control her. After all, he would not be here by then, so what could she do?

"But I think that kind of thing is unlikely~ Merlin's personality is too bad, and no one except me can stand it~"

Davian laughed when he said this. This was also a small teasing to his wife. After all, he knew Merlin's character best. Anyone who could stand Merlin could be called a god. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but complain about himself. Isn't that like saying that he is like a god?

"Ah~ I won't be very happy if you make up stories about me like this. What's so bad about it? Am I not always a kitten in front of you?"