Lords of Camelot

And then, on an ordinary winter morning, Davian set out on his journey. Today was a very important day, and Merlin woke him up early. Because of the compensation Merlin said, the Holy Sword to replace the Chosen Sword has been prepared, and the three of them will go to get the sword together.

"I'll hold the horse for you. Merlin, please lead the way for me. If you can't get the sword today, I will let you know what eternal darkness is." Davian held the reins of Arturia's beloved horse. Then he drove Merlin to lead the way. Specifically, he was leading the horses and driving the oxen, and he had to get the holy sword today.

"Okay, okay, I know. I can definitely get that sword today, I promise." Merlin walked at the forefront of the three of them. This was the first time that the three of them had formed a team. Before that, the three of them had I have never formed a team personally.

Several people moved forward along a path that no one had ever walked before. At this moment, Davian's dark sword emitted a dark and dazzling light. Davian doesn't know why this dark sword emits such light. Is it possible that this sword is excited?

The three of them walked to a lake. Davian looked at the beautiful lake and somehow felt relieved. It was as if Merlin's mistakes were long gone and Britain's dark future could no longer haunt him. But then he returned to reality. Those things definitely didn't exist anymore, and he couldn't immerse himself in this beautiful atmosphere.

At the moment when the three people arrived, the lake surface glowed slightly. Merlin slowly stepped forward and tapped the lake surface gently with his staff. Then an arm wearing white silk sleeves stretched out from the lake, holding a sword with a scabbard in that hand, just watching from a distance. Davian could tell that the Sword in the Lake must be a better weapon than the Sword in the Stone as the chosen sword.

At the same time, the dark sword on his waist no longer glowed, as if its task of guiding the way had ended. Only then did Davian suddenly remember that the closer he got to the lake, the brighter the light of the sword became.

"This sword is the holy sword I prepared for you to replace the Chosen Sword. Artoria, the Lake Fairy is coming. As long as you handle it appropriately, she will give you the sword." Merlin said At the same time, the so-called Lake Fairy had indeed appeared on the lake. Arturia nodded, she would do her best.

Not long after, the fairy walked slowly in front of everyone and saluted King Arthur. Arturia returned the salute and said to her: "Miss, what kind of sword is that arm on the water holding? In my hand There is no sword left, I wonder if that sword can be mine?"

"King Arthur, listen to me, that is the holy sword that belongs to this planet. If you are willing to promise to return this holy sword when everything ends, then I am willing to let you take this sword." On the lake. The fairy's words once again touched upon the final outcome that the three people present knew, and everything would end. At that moment, this holy sword must return to its original place, and King Arthur will also usher in the ending she deserves.

Without much thought, Artoria nodded and said: "Okay, I promise, at the moment everything ends. No matter what difficulties and obstacles there are, I will not be able to stop me from returning this sword to it." The place where it belongs, I swear it as a king and a knight."

The fairy nodded: "Then, remember your vow today, Arthur."

After she finished speaking, a small boat floated slowly from behind her. Davian tied Ramlei to a tree, and then picked up the oar to row for Artoria. The two people came to the center of the lake. King Arthur picked up the holy sword with the scabbard and put it back into his arms. Then the hand sank into the lake, and Davian looked into the lake. There was nothing there.

He started rowing again and brought Arturia back to the shore. The fairy on the lake has also disappeared at this moment, and the three of them are now embarking on the return journey. Artoria began to examine the holy sword carefully. As her magic power poured into it, the golden light on the holy sword became brighter and brighter.

"It's so powerful... Even if I put all my magic power into this sword, this sword can still withstand it. Compared to the Chosen Sword, this sword is really powerful." Artoria endured She couldn't help but admire that this was the first time she got such a good weapon. She had never thought of such a thing before. She had thought that the Chosen Sword would follow her until the end.

"Artoria, don't be too excited~ I have to tell you, this scabbard is worth ten times more than this sword. As long as you carry the scabbard with you, no matter how injured you are, it will heal. That is to say, with the immortality this sword gives you and the recovery this scabbard gives you, you will become a truly invincible king." Merlin smiled and explained the functions of the sword and scabbard to Artoria. Davian listened. I was also shocked. I didn't expect these two things to be so powerful.

Then Merlin asked another question: "Then King Arthur, do you think the sword of attack is more important, or the sheath of protection is more important to - your people."

When Davian heard this question, he almost couldn't help scolding Merlin on the spot, but he restrained himself and planned to listen to Artoria's thoughts. Because the three people present all know the outcome of Britain, the three of them can be said to be the two most helpless people and the happiest people in Britain at present.

"In the long run, the scabbard is more important. But, Merlin, if you want to ask me my answer now, it is the sword. In the current situation, the offensive sword is more important." Arturia answered Yes, in her current heart, the sword is undoubtedly more important.

Davian understood her answer and knew it was the most appropriate answer. Merlin smiled and said no more words or questions.

"Actually, you can say that whether it is now or in the future, the scabbard is more important." Davian turned his head and glanced at Artoria before returning his gaze to the front.

"Because you already have my sword. I can be sharper than anyone else and sweep away everything for you. No matter what kind of enemy it is, no matter what kind of armor it is, I can crush it for you." Davian said These words are quite uncouth, but they are his sincere words. He will wipe out the rebels for Artoria, defeat the aliens, and turn into the hardest and sharpest sword.

"Okay, I know~" Artoria gently touched Davian's head with the scabbard. Davian turned around with a smile and happened to see Artoria's smiling face. The two looked at each other and then laughed.

Merlin just watched, as adventure stories should be. Davian is trying to do what he can do, and Artoria is trying to do what she can do. This is a very good story, a human story.

If someone really says that this is fine, and then plans to let it go, there is only one person.