Davidian's Holy Grail War

"Stay away from me, you old lecher. If you go around hitting on girls in Karien City or the nearby villages and cause any trouble, I will make you experience what torture is without hesitation."

Davidian also works part-time as a security guard in the area, although he feels that he is only doing a mediocre job.

But the reason he felt he was only doing so poorly was Merlin, who would always go and flirt with young girls after finishing his official duties, which disgusted David.

He had complained to Artoria many times in private, and Artoria could only smile wryly and say that she couldn't control Merlin either.

Merlin, on the other hand, would often jokingly ask David to put down his work and then tell him that he had recently come across a girl he liked and wanted to take David along to see her.

Maybe we can also solve David's lifelong problem in the process?

Then, when David begins to draw his sword, Merlin will choose to stop the conversation and do his best to make a quick getaway.

Every time David drew his sword at him, he could feel his hair stand on end, instinctively sensing an utter crisis.

That was a truly deadly crisis, a crisis where no matter how hard I tried to use illusions or deceive the world, I could still lose my life.

"Haha, David is always so harsh on Merlin. They have such a good relationship." Bedivere laughed warmly from the side, seeing it as proof of their close bond.

He had also heard from the King that Merlin and Davian were actually both teacher and friend. Davian didn't truly resent Merlin; he was simply frustrated by his ways of doing things and living.

However, in David's eyes, keeping his distance from Merlin was a normal choice. After all, he didn't want to have a bad reputation in his relationships with women, which would cause him a lot of headaches.

"Don't concern yourself with their relationship, Lord Bedivere. Stupidity is contagious."

Kay quietly pulled Bedivere a little closer to him, but deep down he also thought the current team was pretty good. Even though more troubled children might join in the future, the current situation was already quite good.

After the war was declared over, the group embarked on their journey. After reporting to Artoria, Davidian directly cut through the dark space and crossed back to the First Legion.

As the vanguard, the First Legion will be responsible for being the first to arrive at the Birdgreen Forest, the battlefield, to establish a camp there and prepare for an ambush.

"Sorry, Wingeon Ribbon, I'm late." David arrived at Wingeon Ribbon's side as he marched, but fortunately Wingeon Ribbon was already used to his elusive nature.

After all, with such a sword, Vincenzo himself was eager to try traversing space through that dark space.

"Commander, please don't apologize to me. It's what I should do. After all, it's the First Legion, the model legion under our king's command in the future. It would be unacceptable if we couldn't do everything well."

Vincenrib had high expectations for himself and for the First Legion. He also knew that David shared this expectation, hoping that the First Legion would become a model for all the armies His Majesty would have in the future.

The news of Davian's arrival quickly reached the ears of every warrior in the legion. The arrival of their legion commander, the renowned dragon knight Davian, was a very exciting event.

The marching speed increased once again, and they were heading towards Birdgreen Forest as quickly as possible.

When night fell and the First Legion stopped to rest, David and Wincenrib began discussing and rehearsing the specific battlefield operations. The enemy numbered a full 80,000, a force not easily defeated.

"Those ten kings are all powerful individuals and should not be underestimated. But a single person commanding an army of 80,000... does not exist in this Britain, at least I do not know of such a person."

Therefore, there should be three or four kings remaining in the central army to command the entire force. Commander, who do you think it might be?

Winchenrib began questioning Davidian, not based on experience, but on intuition. He trusted Davidian's intuition, which had proven highly effective in many previous encounters with the strange.

David thought for a moment, then gave his answer: "King Loth, King Nantes, King Adris, and King Clement. These four will stay in the central army to be responsible for the deployment and command of the entire legion. I think that's the plan."

Wingenib nodded; this was roughly in line with his judgment based on intelligence and experience. King Lothian was the strongest king in the north, and Lothian and Orkney were his territories. He wouldn't easily go to the front lines.

King Nantes is old and frail; it would be too much of a burden for him to lead from the front lines. He's better suited to command from the rear. Cornwall and North Wales are too far away, and there would be no benefit to winning there. King Adris and King Clemente, who are just there to make up the numbers, won't be giving their all; they'll definitely try to stay in the central army.

"After the defeat in that last small battle, they should be on guard. A breakthrough on the flank will probably be very difficult, and as for the rear... I'm sorry, I don't think we can break through their reserves, nor do we have the opportunity to do so."

Moreover, Commander, what you desire is a resounding victory that will shake the entire nation of Britain. Therefore, a frontal assault is your only option.” Winzenrib presented the only choice: a frontal assault, and one that was utterly devastating.

Davidian pondered for a moment before asking, "So, how many Dalians do you want to keep?"

"First, and then I'll leave Dalian behind from the sixth to the fifth. Second, third, fourth, and fifth are yours for the assault missions... I didn't expect it to turn out like this in the end. My command can't play much of a role; it all depends on how well you carry out the assault."

Vincenzo wasn't entirely confident either; this was a truly large-scale battlefield, with a combined force of 100,000 men on both sides. It was also his first time fighting such a large-scale battle, which was why he left six large companies as reserves.

As I said before, since we are the First Legion, we must shoulder the responsibilities and obligations that the First Legion should bear.

Wincenrib and David both understood that they had to be the decisive blow that sealed the victory, and also the impenetrable barrier that protected everyone's retreat when everything collapsed.

But Davidian couldn't blame Wincenrib. He patted Wincenrib on the shoulder and said, "It's alright, just do your best. Then leave the rest to me. After all, I'm the legion commander, aren't I?"

Chapter 63 The Ones Awaiting the Outcome

By the time they reached the vicinity of Birdgreen Forest, part of the Ten Kings' army had already arrived. Their massive camp was clearly visible even from a distance, but Davidian smiled and didn't pay it much attention.

The First Legion immediately began constructing camps and making full preparations to deal with possible ambushes and attacks by the enemy, while also preparing to receive the King's army that would arrive later.

In the rehearsal that night, Winzenrib finally revealed only one factor that could influence the outcome of the battle—Sun Knight Gawain.

"You are an incredibly powerful spearhead; even the heaviest armor is nothing but scrap metal to be shattered before you, that much is undeniable."

But this time, your opponent isn't prepared with ordinary iron, but a holy sword commensurate with yours. Therefore, the time it takes for you to fight him might be the deciding factor in this battle.

"So, the faster I defeat Gawain, the faster I can win the entire war?" David understood what he meant; his battle with Gawain would be crucial.

Wingin Rib replied, "Of course, he is a prodigy admired by countless people. If you were to defeat him directly on the battlefield, the enemy's morale would likely collapse, and our victory would almost be a foregone conclusion."

Morale is crucial in this kind of battle. If David can take down Gawain, Winzenrib can almost see the situation on the battlefield, which is even more useful than killing two kings for morale boost.

David knew that defeating Gawain would be difficult, and Merlin knew the secret of his holy sword and the blessing he received. But out of courtesy, David didn't ask at the time, and he never expected that the two would become enemies today.

What a cruel twist of fate, but oh well. After all, even now, he has no intention of figuring out the truth behind Gawain's abilities.

Before welcoming Artoria, Davian and Winchenrib were busy setting up horse traps, chevaux-de-frise, and ropes around the camp to make it impregnable.

After all, the two sides have committed 100,000 troops to this battle, and in David's opinion, it will probably take a long time to finish.

Finally, Artoria led her army to the front lines. She dismounted and approached Davian to thank him for his hard work, then immediately ordered the entire army to set up camp in Davian's camp.

Bedivere was also impressed by how impregnable Davian's camp was; it was truly the first time he had ever seen anyone prepare so many fortifications around a camp.

"I'm wondering if it's possible that the enemy would have to spend 30,000 to 40,000 men to destroy this camp and defeat the First Legion." Even Ke Qing felt that David was being overly cautious; this was definitely not a normal camp.

"Anyway, it's never a bad thing to make more preparations. I have nothing to do here anyway, so I naturally have to help build more defensive fortifications. The other side doesn't seem to have any intention of getting entangled with me. They're obviously planning to wait until everyone arrives before they start fighting."

David jokingly recounted the previous events to the group, revealing that the Ten Kings Alliance was indeed very calm and had not lost its composure due to numerical superiority as it had before.

They planned to confront Artoria and her group head-on and take them down.

When the Ten Kings' Alliance received intelligence that King Arthur had arrived on the battlefield, they all took it seriously. Now, no one dared to underestimate King Arthur; his power was no joke.

One king alone mustered an army of 22,000. Apart from King Loth and a few other kings whose strength was among the top, the others on their side couldn't muster such an army even if they emptied their coffers.

Of course, King Loth didn't care, since his fundamental purpose in waging this war was different from that of other kings.

Others might be using this war to gamble on their future allegiance. Or perhaps they genuinely dislike Arthur and intend to nip him in the bud.

But King Lothar's intention was merely to weaken the power of the other kings, making it easier for him and Morgan to act in the future.

He knew very well that now was not the time to truly decide the outcome of his battle with Artoria. To fight her to the death now would be a truly foolish thing to do. Who was the true King of Britain would have to wait until Vortigern was dealt with.

Meanwhile, in Lentinium, Vortigern, who had taken no action, looked at the intelligence sent by Risout. He smiled disdainfully. "Fight," he thought, "the harder the better. Ideally, all of them should be wiped out."

That way, I can save a lot of effort and not have to worry about that red dragon from Britain.

"Anagumas, who do you think will win?" The intelligence in his hands was burned to ashes by the black flames. Vortigern turned to look out the window and gazed at the deep sky.

Anagus slowly walked to his side and whispered, "Of course it's your nephew. The mighty British Red Dragon, the son of King Uther, will achieve complete victory."

This doesn't even require prophecy or divination; a little thought is enough to reach the conclusion.

Even ten useless scoundrels with ulterior motives couldn't possibly defeat a real dragon. Not to mention, with a dragon rider by its side, they could dominate the battlefield together.

"If Your Majesty wishes to win, you must separate them here in Lentinium."

"You mean I couldn't win any of the wars before they came to Londinium?"

Vortigern responded to Anagurmas's words in this way, understanding the unspoken meaning of his chief magician. The decisive battle would take place in this very city of Londinium, in this royal city, the central hub of all Britain.

"Your Majesty, you should understand what I mean. After all, what you are doing is going against the will of Heaven. Those who follow the righteous path will receive much help, while those who stray from it will receive little."

In the future, more and more knights will go to serve that red dragon, and eventually, you, the white dragon, will be all alone.

All I can do is buy you more time. Besides, isn't an empty house exactly what you envisioned?

Anagurmas also foresaw his fate to some extent, after all, he made his choice. Every cause has its effect; this is true of everything in the world.

Vortigern hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "Is that so...?"

"But I will not stop you before the Crimson Dragon arrives in this Landinium. You may send in all your troops and assassins."

They tried everything to assassinate or defeat King Uther's son, but fate is hard to change. Even the Nightmare Magician couldn't do much more.

After Anagurmas finished speaking, he vanished back into the darkness. He still needed to make more preparations to enhance Vortigern's power, making him even stronger. Challenging fate required strength, the more the better.

Vortigern seemed lost in thought. His own brother had left him with the biggest problem, but he wouldn't regret it; he would do everything in his power to resolve it.

Even tyrants have their own ambitions, and even if there is no one around, they will still strive to achieve their greatest wish in life.

Chapter 64 The Invincible Sun Knight

Not long after, the declaration of war from the Ten Kings' alliance arrived. Without hesitation, Artoria immediately mustered her forces and went into battle. Davidian also led his legion onto the battlefield; this was a spectacle he had never witnessed before.

Even years later, when he recalled the battle, he was still thrilled by it.

This time, none of the kings uttered any words of contempt, and even King Ullens, who was most hostile to King Arthur, dared not come to the front lines to spout nonsense again.

He still vividly remembered the time he almost got killed by King Arthur in a two-on-one fight, and he would never go up and fight King Arthur again this time.

Accompanied by the muffled sound of horns, the vanguard of the allied kings' army slowly advanced towards King Arthur's forces. They were fully equipped with chainmail, shields, and swords.

David could sense the utter seriousness in the other party's expression; this war was going to be very troublesome.