Davidian's Holy Grail War

This surprised Davidian. Did he have such charm that Bedivere would trust him? Bedivere would actually choose to join King Arthur's ranks after such a simple conversation.

“Alright then, since you’ve put it that way, I won’t say anything more.” Davidian certainly welcomed Bedivere to his side. To be honest, Bedivere was undoubtedly a very reassuring person.

Thus, Bedivere's three hundred men and David's six hundred men joined together. They continued towards Carion City, and along the way, David and Bedivere grew even closer.

Compared to Davidian at this time, Bedivere, though a knight, had not yet established any significant achievements. Therefore, he respected Davidian more, but Davidian felt that he didn't need to be so respectful.

In any case, this is a chaotic era, where everyone has the opportunity to build unimaginable achievements and a future. Bedivere will also make a name for himself in countless wars to come, at least that's what Davidian believes.

The two of them sped towards Karien City, hoping to catch up with the war in time.

But as they approached, Davidian became less anxious. He instructed several of his comrades, who were skilled hunters, to lead them to avoid pedestrians and find a suitable place to lie in ambush around the city of Carion.

Sometimes, if you want to deceive your opponent, you often have to deceive your own side first.

Bedivere understood his meaning and joined him in lying in ambush around the area. The enemy's forces outnumbered them several times over, making a direct confrontation difficult.

If a good opportunity to strike can be found, it will likely secure victory in one fell swoop.

Meanwhile, they could already see the camp of the six-king alliance, which had arrived several days earlier. An 8,000-strong camp was no small place; it couldn't possibly be easily hidden.

Davidian also saw the city of Karien in the distance. Its low walls indicated that it was not a strong fortress, but rather a small town-sized outpost.

Davidian understood Artoria's thoughts. She knew that defense was not the way to win and was planning to come out and fight the Six Kings.

Then my chance will come. God bless my king, victory is assured!

Chapter 55 Reinforcements

Davidian thus settled into hiding around the city of Carion, waiting for the war to break out. He might not have much else, but he was certainly patient, having been tormented by Merlin for three years.

Bedivere was almost unable to contain himself a few times, but Davidian persuaded him to stay calm, saying it wasn't the right time yet.

After patiently waiting for two days, David finally saw Artoria lead her army into battle.

She wore armor but held only an ordinary longsword, leading the army with imposing presence.

Davidian was also surprised. During this period, she had truly put all her previous knowledge and ideas to use, and the demeanor of a future king was beginning to take shape.

However, Artoria had no idea that Davian was nearby, but she chose to believe Merlin's prophecy and Davian, believing that he would definitely arrive.

“Arthur… although this is our first meeting, your sister misses you very much. So she would like to invite you to the Orkney Palace so that you two can have a good chat.”

King Lothar rode to the front of the battle line. At this tense moment when both sides were about to clash, his greetings, which lacked genuine emotion, were nothing more than empty pleasantries.

“I should call you brother-in-law, but unfortunately we are enemies now.” Artoria smiled, not really caring about King Loth’s words.

King Hundred Riders rode up to King Loth's side and shouted to Artoria, "Surrender! So-called King Arthur, our forces outnumber yours by several times. You have so few soldiers; one charge from us would be enough to rout you!"

"Stop wasting your breath on him! A mere bastard dares to call himself King Arthur, the King of Knights. Charge! I'm going to capture this brat alive today, steal his chosen sword, and let everyone know that Merlin's prophecy was a complete lie!"

King Ullens could no longer contain himself and launched an attack before Artoria could speak.

The charge of their knights spurred the charge of their soldiers, and with the sound of hooves and shouts, thousands surged toward Artoria's side.

"Charge! Ramley!" Artoria spurred her horse forward. She gripped her sword tightly, slashing down a knight who was attacking her, before moving on to the next enemy.

David was still watching from outside, and Artoria's exquisite mounted combat was truly exhilarating to watch. Although she was using a sword, she was in no way inferior to those knights wielding lances.

Using her agile movements and masterful control of her horse, she dodged the opponent's thrusts and then closed in to kill him with her sword. With the immense power unleashed by her own magic, even a knight clad in iron armor could be slain by her single strike.

"This is King Arthur, the red dragon destined to rule all of Britain and to overthrow the white dragon from its throne."

Bedivere was also captivated by Artoria's superb martial arts skills. If we were to talk about pure strength, King Arthur was the strongest he had ever seen.

At that moment, Artoria dodged a knight's spear that was charging at her, and then slashed the enemy off his horse with her sword.

She raised the spear and hurled it at King Calades, one of the six kings. But King Calades deflected the flying spear with his sword, though he could clearly feel his hand trembling after blocking the attack.

To throw a spear from that distance with such force, is this really a child under twenty?

"Don't waste time on him! This kid's suspicious. Come with me and subdue him!"

King Calades no longer hesitated. He called to King Hundred Knights and King Yulens beside him, and the three of them charged toward Artoria together.

In the previous battle, Artoria had charged left and right, slaying many knights and soldiers. Now, facing the combined attack of the three kings, she calmly discarded her already dulled longsword and the spear she had just seized.

Then she drew the chosen sword from her waist, and as she poured her magic into it, the chosen sword shone with a golden light!

King Arthur, when you go into battle, do not use the chosen sword. Only when the situation becomes dire should you draw it and ruthlessly defeat your enemies.

This was Merlin's advice to Artoria before she went into battle, and Artoria felt that now was the time to draw her sword.

This sudden change made the others realize that the chosen sword was not just a simple ceremonial sword, and it was clearly not an ordinary item that could be forged by ordinary humans.

But given the current situation, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and go for it. King Hundred Knights and King Yulens held off Artoria head-on, while King Calades chose to flank and attack Artoria from behind.

However, Artoria was not without support; a long spear blocked King Calades's spear, giving him no chance to ambush Artoria.

After Artoria launched her attack, Kai relentlessly followed behind her, protecting her vital rear and preventing anyone from having the opportunity to ambush her.

Only now, having already faced off against Artoria, did the Hundred Knights King and King Yulens realize just how strange Artoria truly was.

He looked like just a teenager, but his strength was astonishing, and his speed and skills were impeccable.

In terms of pure martial prowess, they had never seen anyone more powerful than the person in front of them. Even if the two of them attacked together, they could only manage to hold him off. Defeat was only a matter of time.

What's more troublesome are their weapons, which are indeed the best that any craftsman could forge.

But now, facing the chosen sword in Artoria's hand, their swords were also being slashed, sparks flying everywhere, and one nick after another appeared on their blades. It was only a matter of time before they were cut off.

Only now did the two realize how much they had underestimated King Uther's son in this war. But now they were in a bind, with no choice but to grit their teeth and continue fighting Artoria.

They could only hope that their own soldiers could defeat Artoria's soldiers first and achieve victory on the battlefield.

But then, shouts of battle erupted, not from behind or in front, but from the flank of the battlefield, as Davian saw Artoria draw her chosen sword.

"Reinforcements?!" The King of Scotland was incredulous. Who would choose to aid that brat King Arthur at this time? This was truly unexpected.

He hurriedly ordered the reserve troops he had left behind to block this reinforcement. Fortunately, from their perspective, the number of reinforcements was not large, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to change the course of the battle.

However, the first of the reinforcements was Bedivere and his three hundred soldiers. He charged forward on horseback, gripping his lance tightly, and with one thrust, he pierced the knight who was attacking him and knocked him off his horse. After enduring for so long, he could finally unleash his power!

Chapter 56 The Victory Begins Here

Even David Ann exclaimed that Bedivere was like a completely different person at this moment. He was usually such a calm and composed person, but now he was so brave on the battlefield.

Could it be that this is actually his first time on the battlefield, which is why he's so excited?

But let's leave those issues for later. Right now, all Davidan is thinking about is breaking through the enemy's reserves and charging straight into the battlefield to help Artoria secure the current victory.

He brandished his dark sword and unleashed a merciless slaughter, slaying all the soldiers and knights who stood in his way. Only then did the kings finally notice that the dragon knight, Davian, had also arrived.

"That fellow is here too, I'll go stop him." The King of Scotland rode his warhorse toward David.

He knew his fighting skills were inferior to David's, but if he didn't stop him now and let him storm the battlefield, the entire front line might be broken through, and the war would be over.

"Get out of my way! Don't stop me!" However, when he saw the Scottish king, dressed in royal attire, charging towards him, David dodged the thrust of the king's spear, grabbed the spear shaft, and pulled the king off his horse.

Did he think he could take him down with just a long spear? The difference in strength between the two sides is too great. If such a high-speed, all-out thrust misses, wouldn't it just mean certain death?

But it wasn't that the King of Scotland was courting death; rather, mounted warfare was all about speed and charging, and the lance was the most suitable weapon.

But the King of Scotland could never have imagined that David would be so outrageous, dodging the attack while also grabbing his spear shaft and dragging himself down.

This time they really messed things up, and the consequences of messing things up are quite simple.

The moment the King of Scotland fell from his horse, he immediately released his lance. He rolled over and was about to draw his sword when Davidian rushed in front of him and thrust the blade from his helmet into the King of Scotland's throat.

He then violently slashed the King of Scotland's throat, and the King of Scotland died just like that.

He fell to the ground, using his last strength to try to stop the huge cut on his neck, but this futile action took away his last strength and made him die even faster.

After killing the King of Scotland, Davidian immediately led his comrades through the six kings' reserves and took advantage of the chaos to charge into the battlefield.

He wielded his dark sword with all his might, bringing death to every allied soldier he could see. Under his immense pressure, the morale of the six-king alliance plummeted to rock bottom, nearing collapse.

King Hundred Knights and King Ullens also realized this, and they both understood that they could no longer delay.

They had to retreat immediately and regroup for another battle. So they used their remaining strength to slash at Artoria, who blocked their attack with her chosen sword.

The two kings' swords could no longer withstand the impact of such immense force, and both swords shattered simultaneously. The fragments of the shattered blades then pierced towards Artoria.

Forced to defend against the shattered sword blade, Artoria lost her chance to pursue and could only watch helplessly as the two kings fled back to their positions.

King Calades did not hesitate for long. After barely repelling Kai, he quickly broke away.

The defeat of the three kings heralded the end of the war, and with the sound of retreating horns, the allied forces of the six kings quickly withdrew.

But apart from King Nantes, the other four surviving kings have decided to win over more kings. They never expected that King Uther's son would be such a capable person.

He might really want to overthrow Vortigern and ride roughshod over all of them, something they don't want to accept.

After the allied forces of the kings were defeated and fled, amidst everyone's disbelief, Artoria raised the Sword of Choice high and shouted:

"Gentlemen! The allied forces of the kings have been defeated! We have won! We have won this war!"

"We won...we won!"

"King Arthur is indeed the chosen one; following the king brings victory! This battle is proof of that!"

"The enemy outnumbered us several times over, yet we still managed to achieve such a great victory! Excellent!"

Those who survived the war either sat down on the ground to rest or raised their weapons and shouted to the sky to vent their emotions.