Lords of Camelot

However, before Merlin could kill him, Davian tried his best to hold Merlin's slender wrist. Merlin looked at the hand in shock. Just as she was about to say something, Davian spoke first.

"Merlin, don't... don't, you shouldn't kill, you shouldn't do such ugly things. In my heart, you have always been beautiful, clean, and flawless."

Merlin withdrew his hand, and Davian did the same. At this moment, Merlin hugged Davian and stopped crying. Her tears flowed down Davian's shoulders, symbolizing her mood at the moment.

"I am sorry for what happened this time... I thought I could stay loyal to you, but I made such a mistake. I am the one who should feel ashamed, Merlin. Please don't cry because of my pain. This is also my atonement for you. Please continue to stay by my side in the future. Only with your presence can I feel the beauty of life."

"How could...how could...how could I leave you because of this, my Davian, my Davian..."

Merlin raised his head and cried loudly. When had Arthur ever seen his teacher like this? She obviously loved Davian very much, and this was the best way to show it.

Then Davian took off the golden crown on his head, and Arthur signaled Mordred to come over. At this moment, Mordred was stupid, he didn't understand, he really didn't understand, but he still came closer.

"My son, it's time."

Hearing this, Mordred knelt on the ground. Although Merlin was still between him and Davian, Davian had already put the crown in his hand on Mordred. Mordred was struck by lightning and fell into a state of disbelief.

"In the years to come, you will be the Lord of Camelot, and you will be the one who inherits my career. This is enough, my son. At least I did something for Camelot in the end. With you, all this still has meaning."

Mordred's tears flowed down in an instant, and Davian's sincere emotions almost overwhelmed him. What else could he say at this time? The only two words he could whisper were "father..."

Then, before the two of them knew it, Davian completely fainted. Merlin quickly cast a healing magic to help Davian recover from his injuries, which made Davian, who was originally seriously injured, feel much better.

The originally fatal injury was reduced to a flesh wound, which was good enough. Then Mordred immediately carried Davian to the doctor. If it weren't for those insistence and principles, how could Mordred allow his father to suffer like this.

Merlin looked at the blood on his sleeves, hands, and chest. What else could she say at this moment? Since she couldn't vent her anger on Guinevere, she always had to vent it on others.

So she disappeared. As for where she went, Arthur could probably guess. But he would not stop Merlin because of this. He just let her vent. This was a good thing, proving that his teacher was becoming more and more like a human being...

As for the unlucky person, although Arthur does not believe in God, he still hopes that God will bless her...

And at this moment, in Orkney, the magic workshop that no one else would come to was where Morgan was...

Morgan laughed wildly with joy as he watched Davian being tortured reflected in the mirror. Seeing him in agony, and then seeing the pain that Merlin and Arthur felt because of their love for Davian, it was a fucking double enjoyment!

"Hahahaha! Arthur! Merlin! You must be heartbroken! Hahahaha! Seeing you in pain is more satisfying than letting Davian degenerate into my puppet!"

"Is it enjoyable?"

Morgan turned her head when she heard the voice, but Merlin slapped her in the face with lightning speed and sent her flying.

Morgan was about to fight back, but Merlin's right hand pinched, and at this moment the magic in the air around her, the magic in Morgan's body, and Morgan's sense of both were cut off at the same time. Now she could no longer feel any magic.

Walking to Morgan's side, Merlin raised her leg and stepped hard on Morgan's abdomen. She was not satisfied with this, so she stepped on him twice more until Morgan wailed. Then she shook her hand and splashed Davian's blood on Morgan's face.

"This is my husband's blood. Are you satisfied now? You bitch!"

After saying that, she rolled her feet left and right twice. Morgan's wailing sounded so sweet to her ears at this moment.

Then Merlin bent down, stretched out his hand, grabbed Morgan's neck and lifted her upper body up. Only then could Morgan see the surging animality and murderous intent in Merlin's eyes.

She couldn't help swallowing her saliva. Merlin was once her teacher, but she had never seen Merlin look so horrible before. But the facts before her told her that there was nothing that could make Merlin angry, and now she was very angry, very angry.

"I'm telling you, if it wasn't because my husband didn't want me to kill anyone, I would have killed you today and made you fall into an eternal nightmare. Thank my husband for his mercy, otherwise today wouldn't be just a little bit of pain, do you understand?"

Before Morgan could react to what she said, Merlin had already gripped her throat. Morgan felt the threat of death and nodded vigorously.

"I don't care what you do in the future, but if you do anything to hurt my husband directly or indirectly, I will make you understand my methods. At that moment, you will regret why you were born into this world, Morgan. Thanks to my husband's kindness, you can keep your life today."

After that, Merlin retracted his foot from Morgan's abdomen, and then kicked Morgan's ribs hard, injuring her. At this moment, Merlin felt that everything was over, and turned into a petal and disappeared in front of Morgan.

Morgan just stood up, holding the ribs that were broken by Merlin's kick. She couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Merlin cut off her sense of magic. For at least one to two days, she couldn't release healing magic. Now she could only rely on herself to get through this pain.

The next moment, Merlin was back beside Davian. Now Davian couldn't lie down, so he had to lie prone. Moreover, he hadn't woken up yet. The fact that he had managed to finish all the things before fainting was a testament to Davian's mental persistence.

"I'll be here, I'll be with you... Davidian, my Davidian." Merlin hadn't even changed her clothes stained with David's blood. She just sat beside him, holding his hand and accompanying him.

The people around had left wisely, and Davian's treatment had been preliminarily completed. With Merlin's magic and the best medicine they could use now, Davian's condition was basically not a big problem.

Although this still killed half of Davian's life, leaving him with basically no chance to fight on the battlefield again in the future, it didn't matter. At least let Merlin and Davian stay together for now.