Davidian's Holy Grail War

"Yes! From now on, Fairy Knight Gawain will work even harder to repay the expectations of Lord Camelot and the Queen of Britain, and will never allow this bestowed name to be tainted in the slightest!"

"Then, if there's anything you need to report, then do so. If there's nothing else, you may leave now; I'm tired."

Morgan dismissed the meeting without a second thought; after all, these people's nonsense was never very pleasant to listen to anyway.

These fairies were quite adept at reading people; after declaring that nothing had happened, they all left. However, before they departed, Morgan said something:

"The existence tax has been a bit late late... Don't make me come to you in person to collect taxes. This magic is for your future, so don't be ungrateful."

Hearing her words, most of the fairies couldn't help but shiver before leaving.

David watched their retreating figures, thinking that these people must all hate Morgan's cruelty in this regard.

But these fools didn't even know why Morgan wanted to collect this magic; their foolishness bordered on naiveté.

How many people still know about the sins of the primordial fairies? Can there be more than ten?

Forget it, I can't be bothered to think about it. I won't be able to eat dinner later; even fine wine will taste bitter at that moment.

Morgan breathed a long sigh of relief; the matter was finally resolved. She could finally get a good night's sleep without any burdens.

"It's unbelievable that the Queen of Winter, who terrifies countless fairies, would be afraid of mere insects. This is truly..."

David chuckled and teased him from the side, while Morgan reached out and poked David's waist with his five fingers together, making David burst into laughter.

The two of them frolicked on the throne, and Morgan eventually got tired and leaned against Davidian's chest again.

The jade throne is quite spacious; you could even lie down on it if you wanted.

This also contains all the magic power Morgan has collected over the years and the magic circuits for controlling the Holy Lance, but currently only Morgan has the ability to use them.

“Bagust is truly outstanding, just like your daughter.”

Morgan laughed and teased her, but then a voice appeared in David's ear again.

She's jealous, because she and you can't have children.

As soon as the voice came from the other end, Morgan angrily cut the line again. Although it would be reconnected soon, at least she could have some peace and quiet for now.

David could only smile and hug Morgan even tighter; the warm embrace made Morgan feel much more comfortable.

Haha, anyway, I can only watch from the side and can't eat, but right now I can feast here.

All she could do was complain about the current situation, feeling that it was better to be by David's side right now.

“Say you love me.” She suddenly said this to David, and David, after a moment of surprise, responded with a smile.

"Yes, I love you very much. Although it makes me feel like I'm a terrible person in this regard, I still have to say it. I can't go against my feelings, that's all."

David's honest words made Morgan in her arms even happier. She reached out and stroked David's face, enjoying the happiness and joy of the moment.

“Yes, I love you too.” Morgan said the same thing, and the same joy was planted in their hearts, however…

This sowed the seeds of madness.

Chapter 302 The Mistress of This Country

In this fairy kingdom, most things are mundane, or rather, Davidian chose to ignore everything and do nothing.

There are many things he doesn't want to see, since his values ​​are completely in conflict with those of the fairy kingdom.

But occasionally there are still some things that he can enjoy, like right now.

Woodworth and Bogzart were vying for the position of clan chief of the Fang Clan, but their contest was not about strength but about etiquette.

To be honest, David Ann thought Woodworth would win easily, but it seems he really underestimated Bogzart.

I never imagined that Bogzart had honed his etiquette to such an extent; it's truly remarkable, I admire him greatly.

Bogzat performed the etiquette more perfectly in every way, even Her Majesty the Queen admitted it.

Woodworth was understandably anxious, but he restrained himself and continued to try. He hadn't lost yet. He had to keep playing, and he had to win.

But a smug smile had already appeared on Bogzart's face; he believed that victory was now firmly in his grasp.

Woodworth will have to obediently relinquish his position as clan leader this time, so that all the hard work he's put into learning etiquette won't be in vain.

The competition between the two sides has now reached its final stage—dining etiquette. Morgan smiled as he watched their manners; it seems his fairy kingdom does have some talented people.

However, Bogzat dominated the match until the very end, and now the match is over.

Both were now waiting for Morgan to give his answer. Woodworth's expression was stiff and devoid of any emotion, while Bogzart's lips were twitching with barely suppressed mirth, indicating that he was completely confident of his victory.

However, Morgan's next words surprised both of them, and the result of the contest was that Woodworth won.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Bogzart's eyes widened as he covered his head. How could he possibly lose?

He clearly had a huge advantage from beginning to end, so how could he possibly fail at the last minute?

“Take a look at your fork, Bogzart, and you’ll understand why,” Davidian reminded him, suppressing a laugh. Bogzart immediately went to check the arrangement of his forks.

How...how could this be! He actually put the fork in the wrong place. Did he not expect that all his previous victories would be overturned at the last moment?

The plan worked perfectly from start to finish, but it fell apart at the crucial moment. This is probably the best description of Bogzat's current situation, and Woodworth couldn't hold back any longer.

This reversal of events delighted him so much that he couldn't help but burst into laughter. His gaping maw was completely open, a testament to the sheer joy he felt.

"I never expected this! Bogzart, you actually made this mistake at the last minute. Hahahaha! A mere stone lion! Just grab it with your hands! Haha ...

Woodworth's taunts pushed Bogzart's rage to its limit, and he ran out without even informing the Queen.

Davidian didn't bother to stop him; it was a good thing for Bogzart, with his high self-esteem and great ambition, to suffer such a loss.

Whether he grows or goes mad is none of David's business.

“Then Woodworth will remain the clan chief of the Fang Clan. Don’t disappoint me, understand?” Morgan looked at Woodworth and offered encouragement and comfort. Woodworth bowed gracefully and then took his leave.

He now had to go back and savor some of the best food from Oxford's chefs. Meat or vegetables, it didn't matter; he needed to give his taste buds a real treat.

After Woodworth left, Davidian burst into laughter. He couldn't help but say, "That Bogzart guy thought he had it all figured out, but he actually revealed such a huge flaw."

"I thought Woodworth was doomed to lose this time, but I didn't expect Bogzart to lose his composure so easily at the end."

Morgan laughed and agreed. The two of them found the earlier amusement amusing. After all, the fairy kingdom was mostly unchanging, so it was really funny to have something like this happen occasionally.

"Speaking of which, the Wind Clan hasn't caused any trouble lately, has it? I'm always worried about that guy, especially now that she's acquired something. I'm even more concerned that he'll cause some trouble."

David asked Morgan about this matter again. Although he had read most of the documents, he did not rule out the possibility that there were some things Morgan did not want him to see.

But Morgan simply smiled and replied, “Don’t worry, my Davidian. I’ve always been wary of her, after all, she framed me once before.”

Hopefully she will cherish her life now, otherwise killing her again would be as easy as lifting a finger.

As for Melyuchina… she's somewhat interesting, but judging by this trend, she'll be begging me for help sooner or later.”

David nodded after hearing her words; it was good that Morgan knew what he was doing. He was worried that after a thousand years of peace, Morgan had lost his vigilance, which could easily lead to serious trouble.

Then David seemed to remember something, and he suddenly said:

"Ah, it must be the year 1899 in the Queen's calendar now. In another hundred years or so, those children from Chaldea will arrive. I really look forward to their arrival; the story will come to an end at that moment."

Morgan seemed somewhat displeased, but then she smiled. This time she wasn't angry; instead, she smiled and said to Davidian:

"You seem to be expecting me to fight them? But I won't do that. Instead, I'll bring them to me and ask them—what's my country like? Isn't it a beautiful country? A dreamlike country, isn't it?"

David tilted his head and said, "Then they might tell you that it's a great country, even though it's a country built on sin."

But in reality, this country is mostly peaceful and tranquil, and there are also pleasant things to do.

Hearing David's words, Morgan's smile deepened, and she continued, "If that's the case, then there's nothing that makes me happier than that."

After that, as the hostess of this country, I will say to them—Welcome to the Fairy Kingdom of Britain, guests. May the scenery here remain in your memories forever.

Her words were so elegant and beautiful that even Davidian was mesmerized. But that wasn't all; Morgan's words didn't stop there.

"Even if we really have to fight, it will be after the conversation. When the guests from Pan-Human History genuinely feel that this is a wonderful country but still want to fight me, I will respond with all my might."

And are you so sure they can actually make it to this fairy kingdom alive? My David.

"Of course, I believe in them as much as I believe in myself. Those kids are something else, just you wait and see."

Chapter 303 Bavanshi

The year after Woodworth and Bogzat's contest, the once-in-a-century calamity arrived as predicted.

The Camelot court soon received reports of this calamity: a large number of human corpses had risen from the dead and attacked Darlington.

This matter has greatly frightened both the Wind and Earth Fang Wing King, while the Mirror Clan, being far away, remains absent from the script as usual.

Desperate, Davidon summoned the Fairy Knights and Bagst chose to personally lead the expedition, making the matter public. Upon arriving in Darlington, Davidon realized he was too late.

Bringing this group of people along slowed down the movement speed, but it wouldn't have mattered if I came alone.

He led the Fairy Knights and Bagst into Darlington, where he saw Gremakin, who had died and even become the Fairy Lord of the Dead.

What on earth happened? How did this guy suddenly become like this? What exactly happened to Darlington before I arrived?

"Go deal with those standing corpses, I'll handle the Fairy Lord!"

After signaling the others to deal with the corpses, Davidan transformed into an evil dragon and charged towards Gremakin. With his dark power unleashed at full force, Davidan swiftly and brutally annihilated Gremakin.

The human corpses that managed to get up were also wiped out by the Fairy Knights and Bagst; even if the corpses could move, they were no match for them.

Darlington was clearly finished. Davidian never imagined that Gremakin would be so easily defeated and even become the Lord of the Fairies.