Davidian's Holy Grail War

How could someone as obsessed as her utter such words of giving up at a time like this?

Seeing David Anna's surprised expression, Morgan simply said calmly:

"Of course I will do everything in my power to maintain this fairy kingdom. This is my Britain, it is mine, and I will not let go for a moment. The moment she completes her mission will be the moment I die, and that will be my liberation, the moment I am freed from this long obsession."

Morgan's meaning was simple: Morgan was definitely dead when Castor completed her mission, and since she was already dead, what was the point of talking about it? At this point, a look of sadness appeared in David's eyes.

This is the only thing he cannot change: their stance was fundamentally flawed. And once this flaw is corrected, their fate will most likely be annihilation... or death.

“Even so, there is a difference between surrendering and fighting to the last moment. I have no intention of losing to Chaldea or Castor so easily; I will fight to the last moment.”

Morgan's meaning was very clear: a typical idea that he could replace him.

This Lostbelt has long since become a singularity. If Panhuman History really doesn't work, then Morgan will not hesitate to replace it.

As for the wrath of the god in the pit... haha, if that thing really gets to the point where even Morgan, the miraculously in-form David, and twelve-shot Rongominiad can't control it, then it doesn't matter.

After all, if it explodes, the entire Earth will be gone, so what does Morgan care? At worst, we'll all perish together. Anyway, she's already risked her life to extend the Fairy Kingdom for so many years.

"That's utterly irresponsible! As the lord, I must immediately punish you, you wicked queen!"

Davidian suddenly turned into a fierce expression and started joking with Morgan, which amused Morgan.

"That wicked Queen of Britain is coming right now to suppress the great Lord Camelot! You come here!"

Morgan forcefully pulled David into his arms and subjected him to a brutal onslaught of power and suppression!

How could a mere Lord Camelot defy the Queen of Winter? David was immediately molded and kneaded by Morgan like a ball, and David enjoyed being repeatedly manipulated.

Since I can't sleep anyway, I might as well fight until dawn.

But when dawn broke, Davidian discovered that Morgan was creating blank fantasy books, and large ones at that. Davidian was stunned, completely clueless as to what she was doing.

"Well, I wanted to do this after I analyzed the structure of your Evil King Flying Dragon Fantasy Book. After all, you've been reading it for two thousand years, and I wanted to preserve those wonderful records from the past, didn't I?"

“Like a family photo?” David asked, and Morgan nodded.

"That way, even if we are defeated, we can still tell those who come after us what we did, right? We really did try our best."

Although our stance is wrong, we have sustained this country for millennia. It is a beautiful country, a country I am proud of.

Hearing Morgan's words, Davidian smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, they will understand. They will understand what a good and great person you are, someone for whom even the Lord of Camelot throughout human history would offer his full loyalty."

Chapter 321 Auction

[Lord David and Her Majesty the Queen cordially invite you to Gloucester. A special auction will be held soon, featuring a rare goblin armed with iron. Your presence is cordially requested. — Respectfully, Murray.]

David felt a headache coming on as he looked at the document sent to Camelot. Normal fairies don't like iron weapons that are designed to attack them.

And suddenly this rare item armed with iron appears? What's going on? This is so strange.

"My husband, if you want to go, you can go and take a look. I'll pass. Let Bawanshi go in my place."

Morgan himself couldn't be bothered to watch this clown-like gathering, but Bavanshi preferred to join in the fun, so let her go.

David nodded. Since he had been invited, he might as well go. He had nothing else to do anyway, so he might as well just join in the fun.

I wonder if Pepe is still in Gloucester, or if he's wandered off to this fairy kingdom? Oh well, he's quite capable, he should be fine.

Then Davidian opened the dark space and headed directly to Gloucester. Bavanshi didn't need to hitch a ride with him, since she had the mirror magic given to her by Morgan, which allowed her to travel freely in this fairy kingdom.

"Welcome, Lord David. The auction will take a little while to begin, so please come with me to the VIP section and wait. I have had the finest tea and refreshments prepared, so you will certainly not be bored."

Muriel personally received David Ann; in fact, whenever David Ann came to Gloucester, Muriel would always be the one to receive him.

Davidian once wondered if Murray had nothing better to do. However, he only entertained this impolite thought, since Murray had a good reputation in his mind and was a very intelligent and charming woman.

He sat there in the VIP section, ready to observe the upcoming auction. He was also a little curious about what the special auction item was.

"Now, let me introduce the last item of the day! This is the hottest rumor right now: the despicable rebel who threatens our Queen, and the victorious son of the oath promised by the noble Ainsell to be the savior of Britain!"

A true hero who attacked Camelot with an unprecedented iron weapon, only to be sent flying into the Nameless Forest by Lord Davidian's sword and survive!

what?

David was full of questions, but after listening to the fairy emcee's explanation, he knew what was being auctioned.

Holy crap, what are you doing, Senji Muramasa? It's hard to say in Gloucester, but in other places you're strong enough to easily crush those fairies. How did you get captured alive, stuffed into a cage, and brought here for auction?

Sure enough, when the curtain rose, David found Muramasa standing there idly, looking completely speechless. David almost spat out his tea in exasperation. What kind of plot twist was this? Are you kidding me?!

Ritsuka and the others hiding in the auction area couldn't hold back any longer. He blurted out, "So it's the old man?"

"Yes! I'm truly sorry, old man! By the way, who is this guy, calling me 'old man'?"

Muramasa also shouted out in dissatisfaction, never expecting to be auctioned off like a commodity here. It was truly frustrating.

His shouts caused a commotion in the auction hall, and the fairy emcee immediately spoke to calm the distinguished guests present.

He also went on to praise Senji Muramasa's forging skills as surpassing those of all the blacksmiths in Norwich combined, calling it an amazing ability to create items.

However, what concerned Davidian more was what came next: he heard that the prophesied son seemed to be the apprentice of an excellent craftsman.

He began to wonder what Castor had been doing after they separated. How did such things even get out? He should have just taken her out himself...

Ah, that doesn't seem right either; I feel like Morgan would give me a severe scolding.

"Stop your nonsense! How many times do I have to tell you before you understand? I am not some extraordinary being, a prophetic child! I am Senji Muramasa, merely a lone wolf servant here! Release me from this strange cage at once!"

David instinctively covered his face. "Dude, are you kidding me?" he thought. If it weren't for the occasion, he would have burst out laughing; he'd certainly had his fill of laughter today.

What kind of combination are the apostles on the side of the alien god? Are they a comedy circus?

However, David quickly composed himself and began to listen to the auction. When the bid reached 2000 million Molotov cocktails, he thought it was close enough, but then...

"7000 million Molotov cocktails!"

Upon hearing this offer, David was so shocked that he spat out his tea for the second time. "Cast, where did you get so much money? Making such a ridiculous offer will get you crushed by Miu Ruien! Li Zaigan, is this some kind of monster?!"

But for some reason, he felt this was somewhat reminiscent of Custer's style; the boar-like charge was indeed quite interesting, but then...

"1 million Molotov cocktails!"

For the third time! David spit out his tea for the third time in the VIP section. He was barely holding back his emotions. What a monster Bawanshi Li is in Jiangxi!

Why did you get involved in this strange rivalry? Davidian couldn't help but cover his face. It was definitely Bavanshi's style—so spoiled and willful…

“Then I’ll use the land of Oberon as collateral! 110 million Molotov cocktails!”

Castor's indomitable spirit was fully unleashed at this moment. Fortunately, Davidian didn't want to eat or drink anything at this point, otherwise he would have spat out something else.

He felt that the auction had completely gone off the rails. One was spoiled and willful, and the other was unwilling to admit defeat. It was truly a clash of titans.

The master of ceremonies, Fairy, also said that this auction was no longer under his control, and he had even asked Mu Ruien, who was in the host's seat above, to adjudicate the current bidding.

A sum of over 100 million Molotov cocktails is definitely not a small amount in this fairy kingdom, and it's unclear whether the two who made the offer have the ability to pay it.

If someone wins the bid but can't pay the money, the auction will become a laughing stock.

【Lord David, on one side is Tristan, the fairy knight and daughter of Morgan, and on the other is Artoria Caster, the true prophesied child. As the final outcome, I intend to have these two compete. What do you think?】

When Miu Ruien's words reached David Ann's ears, David Ann thought for a moment and replied that they would do as she suggested.

It's good to see what level these two are at now. If Bavanshi can learn a lesson from this and grow a little, that would be a good thing.

Having received David's affirmative reply, Murray confidently addressed the entire audience:

"Alright, auctioneer, you may step down. Since this auction is already so difficult, I, Miao Ruien, will now preside over it!"

Regardless of its authenticity, the Child of Prophecy is undoubtedly the most anticipated item at tonight's auction. Therefore, the final bidder will not only need financial resources but also a certain level of character! The last two remaining, please step onto the stage!

Chapter 322 The Prophecy of the Son vs. the Queen's Daughter

Hearing what Murray said, Bawanshi said smugly, "Oh? You're pulling this stunt? You're quite the expert, Murray. I'm not going to lose in terms of character, so this is a public execution of a lowly nouveau riche."

While Bavanshi was still giving some strange remarks, Davidian had already seen from the VIP seats that Caster dragged Ritsuka to the center of the stage.

This brave and fearless style really leaves Davidan speechless. The boar clan of Tintagel, are you? That's too fierce!

"Why do I have to come up here too?" Ritsuka was standing under the spotlight, completely bewildered.

While he was still pondering his next move, Artoria suddenly grabbed him and dragged him to the center of the stage. By the time he came to his senses, he would be facing the gazes of countless people.

But Castor said directly to him, "Please fight with me! I'm a little unsure of myself to fight alone!"

David sprayed red tea four times above, you know you're not confident.

You only say this now that you're in the center of this big stage? You're really something! Ritsuka's eyes are practically popping out of their sockets from shock at your words!

"Then, please introduce yourself, Miss Spinel. No, should I address you as Lord Tristan, the Fairy Knight?"

Miu Ruien had already started revealing both sides' past misdeeds, and as she spoke, Bawanxi slowly walked to the center of the stage. David Ann was too lazy to comment; she had a feeling that Bawanxi was going to suffer a huge loss this time.

Meanwhile, Ritsuka and Castor were also shocked. They hadn't expected that the one bidding against them would be the Fairy Knight Tristan.

Moreover, they had met this person during the day. Although Caster was verbally mocked by Bavanshi, Ritsuka actually felt that Caster and Bavanshi were very compatible at their core.

Bawanshi, however, didn't seem to care at all. After arriving at the center of the stage, she began her glamorous self-introduction:

"Yes, this name will do. Daughter of Queen Morgan and Blood Actor, a fairy clad in the most dazzling gown. Fairy Knight Tristan, who will eventually become the son of the Queen, the ruler of this Britain!"

After she finished speaking, the fairies around her immediately began to cheer for her.

This time, it wasn't because of Bavanshi's reputation that these fairies dared not not cheer; it was simply because the fun this time was too great. Who cared about Tristan's infamy? Now all the fairies just wanted to see what kind of fun was coming!