Davidian's Holy Grail War

Chapter 354 Change

Davidian has become a homebody lately, probably because he knows the storm is coming. So he doesn't even want to go out in Camelot anymore; he'll just stay home.

"Ah... it's so good to be a lazybones."

He just lay on the bed like a useless little ball of flesh, rolling around. Although it might be a bit childish for a child, it was just right for an adult like him.

Morgan was still on his throne checking on the recent magic tax collection and wouldn't bother with him; this was David's free time.

Having no work to do is the best thing for him. Maybe he should just go to Lentinium and see how hard those people are working.

But Morgan would probably yell at me for that, saying something like, "Are you the dragon knight from over there or the lord of Camelot here?" and then Morgan would come over with his gun barrel, and that's probably how it would go.

It seems Bavanshi ran away; Davidian truly didn't expect this turn of events. So, if he can't handle Morgan, he'll handle her daughter? Although he knows Ritsuka's actions were unintentional, it still feels incredibly strange.

At least Davidian has always wanted to complain about this; it's like a central air conditioner turned up to its maximum power, with an unparalleled infectiousness.

"So how exactly did Chaldea manage to unearth such a treasure? Compared to him, the people in Group A are sorely lacking in basic human qualities."

These are all old news, but David has thought about them for so many years and still can't figure them out.

Morgan entered the room at that moment, and the magic gun was casually placed aside.

She then threw herself into David's arms, clearly annoyed. After David caught her securely, Morgan said, "Have I gained weight recently? I feel a bit anxious because of the pressure."

"No, it's hard to understand why you would gain weight. I'm more curious why you haven't continued to grow at all."

那边的摩根的身体状况大概是固定在了人类的27到28岁左右的情况，你的话则是20到22岁左右，阿尔托莉雅则是25到26岁，你们的成长还真是各有千秋啊。”

Morgan frowned as she sized up Davidian, and couldn't help but mutter a few words of criticism:

"What does it matter? Everyone's choices are different anyway. Rather than physical growth, it's more like the growth of the soul and heart. We've simply become the state that each of us needs most. But you're just an ordinary person on the magic circuit, so it's normal that you don't understand."

She then turned around and leaned against David Ann, making the position much more comfortable for both of them.

This has been a daily routine for the two of them for thousands of years, after all, they've been a married couple for two thousand years.

"Yes, yes, I'm just an ordinary human being after all. I simply can't understand monsters like you big shots, after all, look at me."

"You're a fairy from Paradise, Artoria is a superhuman with dragon's heart and blood, and Morgan from Pan-Human History, though born from a human body, also inherited the power of a Great Mother-level fairy. How can I compare to you?"

Upon hearing his words, Morgan simply smiled and gave his response:

"Even if we are monsters, we are beautiful monsters. In the end, we are beings that cannot understand each other. How can something like us exist in a world of true humans?"

Once people know they can become more powerful, everyone would want to be like us. Especially considering Artoria's existence, which is taboo in the normal human world.

"Wanting to be like her, higher, faster, stronger—how can the human world allow such a thing to exist? As long as there are people living in this world, there will be superiorities and inferiorities. Since there are superiorities and inferiorities, there will be special people."

And when this special status can be manufactured, things will inevitably escalate into bloodshed. Jealousy, prejudice, anger, and fear—these things permeate the human heart.

She recounted the atrocities of pan-human history with abandon, while David listened in silence. He neither refuted nor could he; he had witnessed far too much of this himself.

"They still fantasize about one day realizing their ideal world, intoxicated by this sweet poison, and have fought among themselves for countless years."

After countless battles, each time extraordinary power is used to suppress all discord and bring about temporary peace, only to trigger new conflicts when discontent reaches its limit.

However, Davidian spoke up at this moment: "But I... just want to realize that kind of world, for you, Morgan."

Hearing this, Morgan's eyes widened in disbelief, then she blushed furiously. She could only turn her head away so that Davidian wouldn't see her like this and continue talking.

"If the history of humankind wasn't so filthy, how could something like the whitewashing of human reason have happened? The current Chaldea is indeed an organization of good people. I understood that the moment I saw that child."

But the Chaldea of ​​the past was nothing like this; their spirit transfer and heroic spirit summoning techniques also had significant problems.

When he heard this, David was incredulous; it was a level of understanding that someone as dull-witted as him couldn't possibly grasp. After all, he wasn't a master of magic. But just as he was about to hear more, Morgan stopped talking.

So Davidian had to change the subject, saying something else: "Speaking of which, Bavanshi just ran off to Lentinium, isn't that a big deal? The Queen's daughter, going off to play with the rebels."

"It's alright, they'll protect Bavanshi. I trust Fujimaru Ritsuka and Caster more than you do; they're the kind of people who are like that."

Moreover... this is also to leave Bawanshi a way out. She doesn't have another chance, so she has to protect this one no matter what.

David understood Morgan's meaning; this was already securing a backup plan for Bavanshi. Whether they won or lost, Bavanshi's future was at least guaranteed.

That's true, it's good that way too. If they lose, it's a good thing that Bawanshi and Ritsuka can leave this Lostbelt together.

"Anyway, neither of us needs a way out, so let's just go all out to the very end. I'm not the kind of person who would hold back at a time like this, you know that."

This time, the situation is completely different from that of the Sixth Singularity. David will have no room to hold back here.

“I had no way out long ago. From the moment I became the Winter Queen Morgan le Fay, the only outcome of failure was death. In the case of Lentinium, I could use others as scapegoats, but there is absolutely no such possibility this time.”

Upon hearing this, Davidon instinctively hugged the beautiful woman in his arms tighter. Morgan felt his strength, and then she heard Davidon's words in her ear: "If... I were to kill Castor now, would there be no failure?"

“No, since I said you are not allowed to make a move while she is ringing the bell, then you are absolutely not allowed to make a move on your own.” Morgan’s explanation was very strict, and she would never overstep the rules she had set.

David had no choice but to obey the Queen's orders, and only half a minute had passed since he said those words. He was now filled with lingering fear.

How could he say such a thing? It's completely out of character with him. It seems the pressure of getting closer to the end was too much for him, to the point that he couldn't control himself and blurted out such a thing.

"Alright, alright, let me forget my troubles. Thinking too much will make you lose hair." Morgan reached out and pinched his cheek. What followed was a matter between husband and wife.

Chapter 355 Lentinium

In Lentinium, the entire Round Table army was on high alert. The Queen's daughter, the fairy knight Tristan, had actually descended upon this place—wasn't that absurd? Could she possibly lead her army to raze this place to the ground?

"Yo, you lowly Masters~ I knew you'd be here. I figured if you wanted to rebel against Mother, you'd come here. I was right." Bawanshi smiled charmingly, a smile that truly showcased her beautiful face.

The best evidence was that Caster gripped the scepter tightly, looking as if facing a formidable enemy. Ritsuka could tell that she was probably ready to smash Bavanshi's head in at any moment.

However, Ritsuka and her group had only recently arrived in Lentinium. They had encountered Mr. Percival, the leader of the Round Table Army, on patrol in the woods. They never expected that there would actually be someone who looked exactly like Mr. Percival from Pan-Human History. After that, they traveled together to Lentinium.

But Ritsuka was becoming increasingly worried as he recalled the future he had seen with the Dark Sword in Uruk.

Ah... is that prophecy about to come true? The future foretold by that sword in the battle with David Anqing is actually being realized step by step by fate. It's truly unbelievable.

Faced with the fairy knight Tristan who had run here, Ritsuka wanted to at least figure out what this man was up to. So he persuaded Percival to stay and asked him to go and appease the people inside Lentinium.

"Don't worry, don't get into a conflict with her. Mr. Percival, leave this to me." Ritsuka reassured Percival, as he believed that with him around, Bavanshi wouldn't resort to violence without warning.

Percival nodded. To be honest, he had just overheard some soldiers discussing whether to take Tristan hostage. After all, she hadn't brought any soldiers with her, making it the perfect opportunity. They outnumbered her and had many powerful men; a surprise attack might actually work…

“It’s been several days, Tristan. I never expected you to follow me all the way here. Is this really a good idea? Won’t Her Majesty the Queen worry about you?”

Ritsuka, being very approachable, chose to greet them first, but Bawanshi's offensive desire was much stronger.

"I ran away from my mother without her knowledge, and that idiot David is probably worried sick by now. But he's so rigid, he probably hasn't even noticed that I ran away yet."

This statement left everyone speechless. Ritsuka, in particular, realized that Davidan definitely had noticed something; he was simply too lazy to care. After all, Davidan felt completely at ease with Bavanshi and Chaldea being together, and wasn't worried about anything happening.

"Why is it so noisy inside? Is there some kind of celebration going on?" Bavanshi turned her head to look inside Lentinium, where she happened to see Oberon, who had butterfly wings, chatting with other people.

Then, Bawanshi walked straight ahead, grabbing Ritsuka's hand as she passed by. Caster's eyes blazed with fury. Was this spoiled woman really that shameless? Were they really that close?

Caster immediately followed, and as the three of them entered the crowd, they overheard Oberon declaring to the general populace of Lentinium:

“That’s right. The blonde girl I brought with me is the legendary Artoria Caster, the savior who saved Norwich. Like the Spear of Choice that Percival wields, she is a fairy who holds the Staff of Choice sent from Paradise. In short, she is the prophesied child who has been waiting for you to save Britain.”

"Oh no..." Just as Castor thought this, the crowd surged towards her. Ritsuka immediately pulled Bavanshi aside. What a joke! Such an enthusiastic crowd was coming! If they discovered that the Queen's daughter, Bavanshi, was also here, it would be a disaster. It was best to retreat to an inconspicuous corner for now.

Sure enough, Caster was soon surrounded by a sea of ​​people. The pure enthusiasm and goodwill of the people of Lentinium almost overwhelmed her; they welcomed Caster with their kindness and sincerity.

At this moment, Caster felt pure joy; having witnessed too much darkness, she was experiencing a baptism of beauty. Frankly, this was the most comfortable day she had had in over a decade.

The others also gathered around Ritsuka, and looking at Castor surrounded by the crowd, Da Vinci was the first to speak:

“It seems there’s no way to speak with Caster for the time being. The people of Lentinium are completely caught up in the frenzy of the Prophet’s Child. Is this going to be a problem, Oberon? I think this is too much of a burden for her.”

After some thought, Oberon replied, "I think so too. Being forced to bear excessive expectations must be painful for Artoria. However, bearing the hopes of the people is also what she excels at. What do you think, Ritsuka? Should we rescue her from the crowd?"

When Oberon said this, he seemed to feel sorry for Caster, but Ritsuka just looked at Caster and said, "It's perfectly fine. She didn't show her usual pained and distressed expression. The simplest evidence is that her eyes are much brighter than before."

As he spoke, a proud and self-satisfied smile appeared on his face, an expression that stirred a strange emotion within Bavanshi standing beside him.

I want to kill that fairy named Caster, I want to possess this man's smile all to myself, this smile should be for me... this smile should be blooming for me, a smile that brings me contentment and happiness.

Such a twisted seed has been quietly planted in her heart, but it has not yet fully developed.

Hearing Ritsuka's answer, Oberon was pleased. Ritsuka's judgment was truly accurate, so he also said:

"Oh? You see it very clearly, Ritsuka. She no longer has shifty eyes or stammers because of a lack of confidence or insecurity. That's right, this is Lentinium. A city that dreams of the right future for Britain, unlike the selfish and self-serving hopes that were once placed upon her."

But now, Artoria was encountering a heart utterly devoid of pretense! This was probably the first time in her life she had felt proud and honored to be the Child of Prophecy, enough to allow her to personally wipe away the shadows that had clouded her vision from seeing too much.

Upon hearing this, Ritsuka suddenly realized something. Oberon and Castor could see the same things, and what they saw was not just what others said on the surface.

What they saw was probably far more profound than what they could see themselves.

Chapter 356 The Touching Story of Oberon

"I'm sorry, did the residents keep bothering you and causing you trouble?" Percival apologized to Caster after the celebration finally ended. After all, keeping her surrounded by crowds and having her talk to them must have taken a lot of her energy.

But Caster smiled and said, "How could this be considered trouble? Everyone in Lentinium has been very friendly to me, and I was very happy just now. It's a wonderful thing."

However, she glanced around at the people still present. Muramasa wasn't there, but Bavanshi was. She couldn't help but want to facepalm. What was going on? Her own grandfather had disappeared somewhere. And the Queen's daughter, the detestable fairy knight Tristan, was still here.

"Sorry I'm late. I just went to check out the city's forge, but it was in a rather bad state. The furnace was great, but there was only one craftsman who knew how to maintain it. Let's all go take a look together later; it's definitely worth repairing. There's also a huge pile of quartz crystals, so you can make whatever glass you like."

Caster, who had originally planned to give him a good scolding, was immediately drawn in by his words. She wanted to go, she absolutely had to go.

"Hmph~ Country bumpkins are just country bumpkins, blinded by this kind of thing?" Bawanshi's timely sarcasm made Caster realize what was happening, and then she glared back fiercely. The two seemed poised to fight at any moment, causing those around them to worry.