Lords of Camelot

Today, Lancelot felt the impact. To corroborate Davian's statement and his own thoughts. He disguised himself and infiltrated King Arthur's army, and witnessed the king's battle in battle. This deep impact was unforgettable for him. He was just a boy, but he was riding a horse and blocking the strongest knight Gawain.

Before this, Lancelot had despised Artoria, and even thought that Davian's pearls would fall into dust if he followed such a king. What is required in battle is weight and arm strength, as well as a strong body that can continue to fight day and night. When he first saw Arturia, he felt that her boyish physique might not even be able to defeat a barbarian.

But now he realized that the necessary condition to become a knight was not a strong body. It’s about why you train, what you want to protect by raising your sword and swearing by it, and holding on to unshakable faith for a long time.

He almost couldn't help but draw his sword and fight in this battle, but he endured it. In this battle, King Arthur, Davian, and the brave one-armed knight all tried their best and achieved great results. If he took action like this, wouldn't it be an insult to their faith and courage? So he endured until the end. If he wanted to make a contribution, there would be more opportunities in the future. He believed so.

So he took off his disguise and came to Davian's military tent, only to find that it was heavily guarded. As soon as he said a few words to the guarding soldiers, a voice came from inside: "It must be Lancelot, come in, I just woke up. Leave two of the guards behind, and leave the others." .”

"Yes!" The commander of the First Company, Stephen Zhou, left two men to continue guarding and then took the other soldiers away.

Lancelot walked into the military tent and saw Davian sitting up. He still looked a little tired, but much better than before. The transformation undoubtedly consumed a lot of his energy, and it was good to be able to recover to this level after a sleep.

"It's very lively outside. Is it already night? They must be celebrating. How are the kings' coalition forces? Have they retreated?" Davian looked to one side, although there was a military tent blocking it. But he could probably imagine how happy the soldiers outside were, knowing that today's battle was even more successful than before.

"It is indeed night, and the coalition forces are already preparing to retreat. King Arthur is negotiating with the other party, and he cannot just let them run away casually. By the way, today's battle is really exciting. You are still the same, as a sharp weapon The sword is still so impeccable." Lancelot first praised Davian's activity as a prelude to their chat. But Davian just smiled softly. Lancelot was still very understanding. He obviously had something to say.

"You, you better be more sincere and say what you have to say. Did you sneak into the battlefield today? How is it? What do you think?" Davian smiled, took the honey water that Wen Qinlibu left for him and drank it. One sip, the slightly sweet feeling made him feel much better.

Now that Davian had seen through it, Lancelot no longer concealed it, and said frankly: "That's right. I was among your army today, and I saw the battle between King Arthur and Gawain with my own eyes. To be honest, Before today, I never thought that I was an immature knight. But after seeing him, I discovered my shortcomings. I never thought that a knight should be like that. I'm sorry for my previous contempt and doubts about you. , please forgive me, Davian."

Davian smiled and patted Lancelot's shoulder gently. He comforted Lancelot: "I'm very happy that you have such an idea. So what should I do next? I won't plan to return to France after changing my mind." Bar?"

"Of course not, please let me join in. I also want to fight side by side with such a person. Following King Arthur is undoubtedly the right path for knights. I think this is the guidance of the Lord." Lancelot said I have come up with the idea of ​​​​joining King Arthur's side, why are I going back to France?

Davian nodded. Only then did he realize that Lancelot was a religious man. Oh, too. It was strange not to be religious in this era. He suddenly remembered that he had met the archbishop of the church before - the Archbishop of Canterbury. When the time comes for the construction of Camelot and the coronation of my king, he should also be invited to join us.

"If you are here, I will be more confident in the next battle. After all, we will face Vortigern sooner or later. With you, the chance of winning will be much greater." Davian began to chew the bread slowly and looked at The way he eats. Lancelot smiled bitterly and took off a small bag from his waist and handed it to Davian. Davian opened it and saw that it was a bag of dried meat.

He ate it unceremoniously. It was for Lancelot anyway, so he no longer had any psychological burden. This dried meat actually still has flavor. The prince's rations are different after all.

"So, what to do next? This great victory has completely established King Arthur's reputation. The smaller princes no longer have the courage to challenge you, so surrendering is the right thing to do. There is only one enemy left. "Lancelot also planned to ask Davian what he thought next, after all, he had accomplished the feat of beating ten at once. No one should dare to stir up trouble in front of King Arthur anymore.

Davian thought for a moment, and then said: "Now is the time to recuperate. Winter is coming, and the war can no longer be fought. Winters in Britain are often difficult, and the Saxons are coming again. If we don't grab it, Without enough food and supplies, it will be difficult for them to survive this winter. But we have won this war, and my king will surely be able to get as much loot as he wants. Our winter should be quite easy, and the rest, It all depends on the strategy after the spring."

His thoughts made Lancelot agree that winter is not a good time for war. Not to mention that this war has just been fought and it really shouldn't continue. It is true to go back to recuperate and prepare for the battle in the coming year.

At this moment, Davian's tent opened again. Arturia was standing there, holding a tray with hot food and wine on it. Seeing Lancelot here, she looked a little surprised and couldn't help but ask: "It seems I came at the wrong time?"

"No, it's good that you came. But you don't have to do these things yourself. Sorry, Lancelot, can you please move the chair?" Davian smiled and asked Lancelot to move the chair, but Artoli But Ya said he didn't have to do this. She came directly to Davian and sat on the floor. She picked up the wine bottle and helped Davian fill a glass of wine.

"As I said, I will personally pour you wine tonight. You undoubtedly gave your best in this victory." Arturia smiled and put the glass of wine into Davian's hands. Her caring look made Lancelot even more convinced that he had made the right choice. By following this master, he would be able to realize his dream of becoming a knight.