Lords of Camelot

Davian's honesty is because what he said is the truth. He might have been the one sitting in that position, but he gave up because he didn't care about those things.

What would happen if he really chose that path? Davian suddenly thought about it curiously, and then he came to a conclusion.

That might be that Merlin beside him would become Guinevere, and then they would really live a simple life like the king and queen in the medieval legend. Other than that, he couldn't think of anything else.

But compared to that throne, Davian thought Merlin was better. How could the hard chalk throne be better than the soft and fragrant Merlin? There was no need to hesitate about this choice.

"Lord, to be honest, I also want to ask you what to do next. Not something more illusory like Gawain, but something more realistic."

Facing Aguguiwen's question, Davian simply replied:

"Resist Rome, eliminate the Saxons, unite those who can be united internally, and slowly eliminate all those who have evil intentions. That's about it, that's all I can say. With Mordred and Arthur here, you shouldn't worry about these, Aggravin."

"I'm just worried that Mordred is too impatient. After all, he..."

Hearing this, Davian slammed the cup on the table. Agguiwen immediately stopped talking because he knew that Davian had understood what he meant and he didn't want to hear the sad truth.

Merlin quickly reached out and gently stroked Davian's chest to calm his angry expression, then she rolled her eyes at Aggravin.

What a tactless guy, he keeps bringing up things that are not relevant to the topic.

After Davian calmed down, he said, "Aggravin, isn't that your mission? As the executive officer of Camelot, you have the obligation to assist and restrain the king and the lord. If Mordred can't even listen to the right words... I will talk to him."

After receiving such a reply from Davian, Agragwen felt relieved. As long as Davian was willing to say a few words, then things would not be hopeless. He was the only person in Britain who could restrain Mordred.

With the First Legion and the position of Lord of Camelot in hand, Mordred now has incredible power and authority. Once such power and authority are abused, the consequences will naturally be unimaginable.

To be honest, the previous incident also made Aggravin a little worried that Davian would choose to give up and ignore the British affairs. But now it seems that he is still the same, it seems that he was just worrying too much.

Lord Davian is still the same, caring about the people and country of Britain.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Aguiwen wished him all the best on his upcoming trip to Canterbury, and then he left.

At this moment, the veins on David's forehead were bulging. Why do these people like to talk about this matter over and over again? Isn't it endless?

"If I had been able to stop this stupid plot earlier, maybe things wouldn't have turned out this way?"

Merlin in his arms suddenly said this, but Davian just put her hand on his chest.

All she could feel was Davian's strong heartbeat, and surprisingly, the sound actually calmed her down a little.

"No such thing happened. It's nothing to be framed by a conspiracy and end up like this. Merlin, the joy you gave me was something that the ordinary boy never thought of. The years I spent here are also irreplaceable.

If there is no such time travel, no meeting with you, I am still just that ordinary boy, living an ordinary life, and finally ending my ordinary life on an ordinary day.

Although I know that kind of life is precious, it is not as good as this encounter, right? "

After Davian finished speaking, Merlin could no longer suppress the joy on her face. She went straight into Davian's arms, cuddling up to him and feeling his breath.

Because she could feel Davian's sincere emotions, it was definitely not a lie, he didn't say these words just to comfort Merlin, which made Merlin even happier.

But then Davian's words made Merlin freeze.

"So, Merlin, come with me. Come back to my world with me. I think my parents will be happy to see you, and you can live the same future life as me. The two of us can continue to be together."

Hearing this, Merlin was stunned for a moment, but then she quickly replied: "I'll think about it. If I agree too quickly, wouldn't it make me look like a casual woman?!"

"Hahaha~ It's okay. We still have plenty of time. Just think about it. I look forward to your answer."

Davian laughed and then picked up Merlin and went back to the house. His injuries were now completely healed, and it was time for them to enjoy the couple life they hadn't had before.

"I haven't eaten meat for a while. Now it's time for you to make it up to me."

Merlin buried her face in Davian's arms out of shame, then she reached out and stroked Davian's face and said:

"As you wish, the licentious Lord of Camelot who indulges in adultery in broad daylight."

And just as Davian and Merlin were beginning the great harmony of life, Mordred was approached by someone.

"Mordred, you are now the Lord of Camelot, commanding the most powerful First Legion in all of Britain. How long are you going to play the game of knights?!"

Morgan came in front of him, and looking at this woman with broken eyes, Mordred's face only showed an expression of annoyance. Because of what happened before, he now has a very bad impression of his biological mother.

"You are King Arthur's legitimate son! You are the king's clone who copied his life essence! Now is your time, and this is your chance, isn't it? With such power and authority, you should replace your father and become the true Lord of Britain!"

Hearing this, Mordred picked his ears disdainfully and asked her if she had said enough. If she said enough, he would leave. Now was the precious lunch time. She had to rest for a while after lunch and then continue to work.

Morgan was stunned by Mordred's attitude. Mordred could only sigh as he looked at her pitiful and stupid appearance. Why couldn't she understand?

“It is true that my biological father is King Arthur, but the one who truly treats me like his own son is Lord Davian. He does see through everything about me, but he doesn’t care. He thinks I am his son, so he has certain expectations of me and hopes that I will work hard.

I have been working hard in this way, hoping that I can live up to his expectations and shine as that man's son. Finally, I have finally done it.

It is not because I am King Arthur's legitimate son that I became the Lord of Camelot, and it is not because I am Lord Davian's adopted son that I inherited the First Legion.

But I became what they wanted me to be, so I could take these on as my responsibility.

Morgan, it is because you do not understand these things that you can only stay in the magic workshop in Orkney forever, rotting and stinking, and even the sun like my brother cannot dispel the coldness of you. "