Lords of Camelot

The former Lord of Camelot, Davian Slyrick, died of illness.

After hearing the news, Gawain and his companions rushed to Davian's home, but when they saw Davian lying there without any breath and with a calm face, they knew it was time to say goodbye, and Davian was indeed gone.

Tristan's eyes widened. Although he couldn't believe it, he still accepted it. Who would have thought that Davian would be the first to leave among all the brothers?

"At a time like this? Lord..." Agguiwen looked at this scene, and a rare look of sadness appeared on his iron-like face.

Mordred and Gareth were kneeling on either side of their father. They had no way of speaking at this moment. How could the younger generation have the right to speak?

Although Mordred couldn't believe that his father would die like this, this was what his mother said. When he woke up in the morning, Davian had ascended to heaven.

Gareth's tears had already dripped onto the floor, and at this moment she was the only one who could still vent her emotions freely.

Merlin alone organized Davian's memorial service, and all the Knights of the Round Table who were still in Britain came to see him off. Agguiwen also sent this message to Arthur at the front through magic, hoping that this would not affect King Arthur's heart.

On the day of the burial, everyone put the flowers in their hands into the coffin. Then, with the help of Gareth and Mordred, Merlin personally nailed the last nail on the coffin.

The coffin had been buried, and on that day, Britain's greatest warrior was indeed gone. Gawain and the others looked at each other. They thought they would wail in sorrow today, but now they found themselves speechless.

"If you cry now, Davian might laugh instead." Tristan said this suddenly, and even the gloomiest Aguiwen couldn't help but chuckle.

Yes, if I cry for Davian at this time, I feel that Davian will laugh. Although I don't know why I have this strange feeling, it just feels like Davian's style.

"Although Lord Davian is no longer here, we still have to continue fighting and working hard. This is the only way to live up to his will. Isn't this the path we have to take?"

Mordred spoke, and everyone felt that he had grown a lot. This kind of growth might be very cruel to Mordred, but it was a growth he had to go through.

When Guinevere of Canterbury received the news, she soaked the letter sent by the Archbishop with tears.

In grief, she hugged her son and cried bitterly. Eisenhorn reached out and gently stroked his mother's back and comforted her: "Mom, Dad still has a legacy in this world. And we still have to work hard to live and not do anything that would let my father down."

His words were mature, not like those of a child, but perhaps this was his fate. As far as he could remember, the education he received and the things he saw were all making him mature and paving the way for his future.

Arthur, who was at the front, was silent for a long time after receiving the news. Finally, he said only one sentence: "I have lost my only and most precious friend."

Then he cried.

In Britain, Mordred was cleaning the room with his sister and mother. Merlin and Gareth were cleaning the wardrobe, while Mordred was in charge of the bookcase.

"Really... I don't know where my father gets so much time. Can he actually finish reading so many books?" Mordred flipped through the books one by one, complaining from time to time.

He himself was somewhat unable to read these things, but his father was different. In his spare time, he could spend a whole day drinking a pot of black tea. These books were full of his comments and insights, as well as notes on how to do it.

Mordred was just flipping through and sorting the books casually, not knowing how to complain about his father, until a piece of paper fell out of the book.

He picked up the paper and began to read the contents. The contents of the paper were very simple. He wrote:

[The mystery of Britain has almost reached its limit. Perhaps it is time to stop here.]

[We cannot resist the world, and that would be irresponsible to others who have already completed the transformation.]

[Arthur's existence is the last symbol of the British mystery. As long as he is still there, from the world's perspective, it proves that the British mystery is still fighting. ]

So, what should I do?

【Galahad has made his choice. He has to give up the mystery of Britain for the sake of the world.】

[Then maybe this time, I should draw my sword and launch a final battle against Arthur.]

[This may be the last thing I, the former Lord of Camelot, can do for Britain.]

This letter reveals Davian's sadness and pain. How could he like to draw his sword against his friend? However, he must make a choice. Even though he is no longer the Lord of Camelot, he still has the persistence of a hero and he still has things to do.

It was as if there was real magic power spreading out from Mordred's body, but at this moment his control increased again. The strong magic power erupted directly, but did not hurt the two people beside him.

Finally, the strong burst of magic subsided, and Mordred handed the letter to Merlin and asked: "Mother, is the content of this letter true? Has the king really become an obstacle?"

Merlin could only remain silent when she saw the contents of the letter. She had never expected that Davian would actually do something like speaking his mind to the tree hole at home. She had miscalculated.

And the silence was a confirmation, and Mordred knew that his adoptive mother would not lie about such a thing.

"In that case, in that case... Father! I understand your sorrow, I feel your pain! I will complete your unfinished business, and I will realize your unfulfilled dreams!"

Mordred shouted like this, and Gareth quickly stopped him and said, "Brother! What do you want to do!"

"By me! I will end it all. If this is the final fate of the Lord of Camelot. If this is the end of the Age of Gods, the end of the mystery of Britain, then I will end it all myself!"

Mordred had already made up his mind, he was going to do this last thing. Even if he would be labeled a traitor for countless years to come, he didn't care, because he had realized now, he already knew what he was going to do.

"Don't do this! Brother! That shouldn't be yours..." Gareth wanted to say more, but Merlin stopped her.

Then, in front of the two men, Merlin walked to the desk where Davian was writing, where the Water Sword was now placed.

Merlin picked up the Water Sword and turned to face Mordred, which showed that Merlin had made a decision.

"It is time to return to your original destiny, the rebellious knight Mordred, the man who ended King Arthur's rule."

Mordred dignifiedly took the Water Sword from Merlin, then knelt down and kowtowed to his adoptive mother. After he finished all this, he ran out.

Gareth wanted to chase after him, but Merlin stopped her and said that Gareth could not interfere in everything that happened next. She could only stay at home and accompany Merlin obediently, and she could not do anything else.