Lords of Camelot

Gawain and Gaheris, who were standing behind X, were covering their faces with their hands, looking completely hopeless. The impact that the energetic X brought to them was truly beyond words.

What made Gawain even more helpless was that in this battle, X's personal strength had surpassed his. When Gawain saw the armor, he understood how much effort Davian had put into it, even putting in the eleven sacred runes he had collected from all over the universe.

"We will be returning soon. Please look forward to our return. I will bring you some local specialties."

X's words continued to flow out of her mouth, and by this time Gahoris had pulled her back.

Now it was Gao Wen's turn to face the interviews and questions from the reporters. Davian smiled and took a sip of lemon tea and looked at the time. It was almost time for dinner, and the first group of students to eat had even arrived.

People passing by him also smiled and greeted him, and Davian responded to them cheerfully. When Nanding brought Asclepius to dinner, the first person she saw was Davian.

But before she came to Davian, she prepared the meal for Asclepius first. Then she sat opposite Davian, who had obviously been waiting here for a while.

"That's not like your style. Normally you would have prepared the meal by now." Nan Ding teased him with a smile, and Davian responded that he was in a good mood today so he added two more dishes and was waiting for Nan Ding to come over to eat together.

"That's not good. You're using public resources for personal gain in front of the students. It'll be hard for you if they catch you doing that." While Nan Ding was teasing him, the little sparrows under Red Yama had already brought lunch for the two of them.

At this moment, Davian said nonchalantly that it didn't matter since it was his own money being spent, and the new Space Guard had no shortage of it.

Nan Ding laughed when he heard his words, and the two of them started to eat. Nan Ding was very elegant when she ate, just like a lady from a noble family. But Davian was more calm than her. After all, he came from the British royal palace, so he was not much worse than Nan Ding.

"Come to think of it...it's been more than three years. Time flies..." Davian was now nostalgic for the past. From the time they started building Camelot to now when the first batch of students graduated and the second batch of students entered school, three years had really passed in the blink of an eye.

"Time in the universe is just so fast. I feel like you underestimate time. It is fair to everyone, no matter you or me. Even if you are the captain of the new space guard and a life form of light, it is the same."

When Nan Ding was talking, Davian's expression was a little strange. He couldn't help asking Nan Ding if she wanted to dissect herself after the transformation, and Nan Ding answered without hesitation that she was indeed curious about what Davian's life form was like in the transformed state.

"Perhaps it is countless times more advanced than the existence of us Servants. After all, it is a life form of light, a life form that our current research field has not yet touched."

Nan Ding's eyes became very sharp at this time, and she couldn't help pointing her chopsticks at Davian. She looked like a cool and strong woman, and even the demeanor of a lady was suppressed.

Davian couldn't help but complain that she was talking nonsense. He didn't want to lie on the operating table and have others use instruments to conduct research on his body.

But then Davian couldn't help but sigh that life is indeed very peaceful now, and he really hopes that this peace can last forever.

"Of course, isn't this what we're working for? You're only fifty-two years old, and you're already feeling old? In your current state, you can stay as captain for another three hundred years without any problem!"

Her words made Davidian laugh, and the atmosphere between the two of them was very good at the moment.

But at this moment, in the depths of the darkness of the universe, on Lancelot's flagship, the Holy Light on the Lake, the Dark Knights were waiting for their master to end his retreat.

The people responsible for maintaining their fleet at this time are Boss and the dark knight who was brought back more than a year ago. Although this new knight who inherited the power of darkness is serious, he possesses very powerful strength.

That was a strength that all the upright knights could not understand. When fighting, he held a long sword with a red handle in one hand and a vermilion spear in the other. In the face of space pirates and the looting wars on other planets, he always took the lead and killed countless enemies.

Today, after a frenzy of dragon roars, the door of the cabin where Lancelot had been in seclusion opened. Lancelot, wearing black armor and a dark helmet, walked out of the cabin. All people could see was the evil and strange red light emitting from the peephole on the front of the helmet.

"Gather all the fleets and call back the battle knights that are scattered throughout the universe. Tell them that Lancelot has returned in a more powerful form. Now is the time for us to send troops to attack Camelot. Now is the time for the Dark Round Table Empire to rise again."

Lancelot also adopted this name, and the clerks, operators and Knights of Justice on the ship immediately ran to send special signals within their fleet, asking the fleets scattered in the universe to return.

And just as people dispersed, Lancelot let out a long breath. The breath was so dark that even Boss next to him subconsciously wanted to stay away from him.

The only one who could withstand this aura was the new Dark Knight.

"Is it hard to suppress 'it'?" Boss couldn't help asking, and Lancelot admitted that it was, that guy was quite powerful. Fortunately, his mental strength was not worse than his, and that guy was in a weak state during the fusion, otherwise it would be really difficult now.

However, he then asked Bos to show him the recent movements of Camelot. After reading it, Lancelot immediately ordered part of the fleet to hinder the return of Gawain's fleet, and he personally led the team to raid Camelot.

"The plan after arriving at Camelot is relatively simple. I'll leave the light to you. I will go and fight Davian. He previously fought the Golden Emperor of the Universe alone and won. Now I am the only one who can fight him."

Lancelot now understood the key issue of the battle they were going to have. As long as someone held the front, when Gawain and Gaheris were not around, as long as the Dark Knight could defeat Percival, they could take away the light and turn Camelot back into a barren land.

"I'll do my best." The Dark Knight responded, and he seemed to be a serious person.

"Well, I believe in your ability. After all, you are the second generation Dark Knight Galahad of the Round Table who has integrated the best parts of my and Davian's spiritual base. Your potential is even better than mine and Davian. So, don't let me down."

Lancelot looked at him, and the red light from his helmet became even brighter.

Galahad, or perhaps Davian and his children.