Davidian's Holy Grail War

But they also felt that if they were to exploit those villages to the point of exhaustion, it would be an unjust act that violated chivalry.

But they don't seem to consider how to maintain their equipment, or how to ensure their rations and the rations of their warhorses if they don't do this.

The king certainly didn't want to exploit the people, but if he didn't do so and didn't work hard to strengthen the military, their army would be powerless to resist invasions from other countries.

The nation would lose its power to protect its people, and that would be the worst possible outcome, something Artoria did not want to see.

But she had to do it, even if the people and the knights complained that she was an exploiter.

“Someone has to step up and do these things, it could be me or it could be you. Otherwise, their lives won’t just be hard, they might not even be able to save their lives.”

Compared to losing their lives in the war, at least they can now blame you and struggle to survive. Perhaps this is what they mean by "better to live a miserable life than to die a glorious death."

David Ann revealed this harsh truth, a reality that they had both realized long ago.

Their consensus was that protecting the people of the country was more important than any chivalrous code.

Chapter 121 Christmas

After their victory, the British army began their journey back to the island. By the time they returned to Camelot, it was almost New Year's. The entire year had passed in battle against the Roman army.

Davidian didn't think much of it, since his life was relatively simple, consisting mainly of war and his daily work.

Lancelot also cooperated with King Perinoa to repel the combined attack of the five kings, and King Perinoa praised Lancelot's achievements in the envelope.

In the numerous battles against those kings, Lancelot displayed unparalleled bravery, slaying countless enemies. He almost single-handedly tipped the scales of war, achieving resounding victories.

If he weren't a French knight and a prince of Benwick, he would have been greatly rewarded and kept in Britain.

King Perinoa's letter was filled with this regret, and Artoria smiled as she read it.

However, because they had fought more battles on their side than here, they were still on their way back. But compared to David and his group, Lancelot and his party would return to Camelot a little later.

On Christmas Day, yes, these people on the British Isles still celebrate Christmas.

David was pushing a food cart with his own roasted chicken and a variety of dishes, as well as two bottles of wine that Tristan had given him.

He felt this was a rare opportunity, and now was the time to open these two bottles of wine, so he went to the King's office.

But before he even stepped inside, he could already hear the king complaining from within:

"While having a service room is good, isn't it a bit too luxurious? This place is practically indistinguishable from the main hall. I still prefer a simpler style without any complicated decorations..."

Then came Merlin's voice: "Living a luxurious life is also part of the king's job."

King Arthur, what's wrong with that? Eighty percent of Camelot wasn't built by you humans, but by fairies.

"It's not like we used the people's hard-earned money to build such an extravagant city."

"My king, may I enter?"

He knocked gently on the door, and the King signaled for him to come in. Merlin and Artoria were both somewhat surprised to see David pushing the dining table.

But then they remembered that it was Christmas Day, which was indeed a good day, perfect for such fine wine and food.

David placed all the dishes he had prepared, including the still-steaming roast chicken, on the table, then opened the bottle of wine and poured a full glass for the King.

He then poured a glass for Merlin as well, and only then did he pour one for himself. At the same time, he understood why the King had been dissatisfied earlier; this service room was indeed far too luxurious.

Although the table is made of wood, its surface has been polished to a mirror-like shine. It is also carved with many ingenious designs, clearly indicating it was expensive to make.

The surrounding walls and other decorations and furniture in the room all resembled the office of a true king.

Artoria took a sip of the wine and exclaimed, "It's really good! It's hard to get such good wine in Britain. Where did you get it?"

“It was a gift from Tristan. I don’t know much about alcohol; to me, it’s just like a beverage. If you like it, that would be wonderful.”

David also took a sip of the wine, though he couldn't discern anything particularly sophisticated. At most, he could only appreciate the sweetness of the wine.

"Ah, that's great. Tristan is indeed Tristan. He always manages to get his hands on these good things."

Merlin, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying his drink, while Davidian quietly drank, not wanting to pay him any attention. Was this guy getting a little too carried away?

After drinking, Artoria brought up the topic again: "Merlin, weren't all the people who built Camelot human?"

"Of course not. Half of them are earth fairies disguised as humans, and the other half are human fairies who know the other is an earth fairy but pretend not to know and continue to work."

Merlin has now completely clarified who exactly was building Camelot. Indeed, if it were entirely human work, they probably wouldn't have even reached this palace area by now.

David put down his glass and asked, "But I heard that the kind fairies have left the land for the fairy realm, and aren't the only things left on the island giants who hate humans, evil fairies, and monsters?"

He had personally slain the vampire Bavanshi and had also encountered and driven away a black dog near Oxford. As far as he could see, he hadn't actually met any fairies who could help humans.

"Yes, that's true. Although the fairies have escaped to the inner side of the world, they can still come and go freely. However, that door probably won't hold for much longer."

Giants hate humans because of prejudice; they cannot break free from the shackles of the flesh and cannot become spirits like fairies.

Therefore, unable to reach the inner world, they are forced to remain on the surface, living in constant fear of being expelled by humanity and civilization.

Merlin's explanation made Davian and Artoria understand the truth, but there was nothing they could do. The Titans threatened humanity's survival, so they had to be defeated.

When not involved in the war, the elite First Lieutenant Army did this: they would roam Britain searching for any non-human beings that might threaten human survival, and then drive them away and eliminate them.

"Then where are the dragons? Where are the dragons that protect Britain?" Artoria asked out of sheer curiosity.

"The dragon has been lurking underground since the Western calendar. It has been in a state of slumber for almost 500 years, and it is probably already turned into stone by now. Soon it will merge with the earth's strata."

As for his soul, it had long since gone to the inner world; his body, left on Earth, became useless and turned into ore or oil.

David blinked. He did know that oil and minerals were transformed from the remains of living beings. Just like how dinosaur carcasses eventually turned into that, he hadn't realized that real dragons were the same.

“I see, Merlin is truly knowledgeable,” Artoria praised, but Davian immediately said…

"Artoria, I advise you not to praise Merlin too much. This guy is the type who takes advantage of any kindness shown to him. With your praise, he's probably strutting around like crazy right now."

Merlin laughed heartily after hearing David's words:

"You're really being harsh on me. But I am, after all, your teacher, so there's still a lot I can tell you about the mysteries."

But compared to the mystical matters, reality is more troubling. Another group of Saxons has crossed the sea, and their numbers are still greater than before. Who is now stationed in the south?

Chapter 122 Star Anchor

"Bedewell and Tristan. Because of the battle with Rome, Bedivere felt ashamed of being severely injured by Lucius. So he volunteered to be stationed in the south. I was really worried about him, so I sent Tristan to accompany him."

Davidian felt helpless about Bedivere's strong sense of responsibility; even though being severely injured by Lucius was not his fault at all, he felt ashamed because of it.

Ah, I really hope Merlin could have this mindset, and then work hard to revitalize Britain.

Although David knew deep down that it was impossible, he still hoped so.

"Haha, don't think of me as a workaholic like that. I'm not like Agruven, who works day and night. That's too much of a stretch, I can't do it."

Merlin made this question with a smile, and David and Artoria could only exchange a helpless smile.

“Mr. Merlin, I would be surprised if you could be like Agravan, and I would even think that the sun might rise directly from the west after that.”

Unfortunately, even Lord Aggui only said that he hoped I could keep you under my watchful eye so that you wouldn't cause any trouble.

From my perspective as king, I believe he is absolutely right.

Artoria trusted Agravure, and that's exactly what she did all along.

Surprisingly, Camelot's work efficiency did indeed improve significantly.

Artoria was momentarily stunned, but then she resolved to do her best to prevent Merlin from causing trouble for others.

Upon hearing Artoria's words, Merlin couldn't help but make a sad expression and say:

"This is increasingly shocking to me. I never thought you would trust such a gloomy man who is almost like a ghost!"

However, he does have very good eyesight, and he's also a bit neurotic. He's like the kind of secretary who's completely indifferent to authority.

The biggest advantage of the Round Table is that all the knights are eccentric, which makes it anything but boring.

David glanced at Merlin, then stopped him from speaking and said:

"Merlin, don't comment on Agravan so casually. He's different from you; he's someone who genuinely does everything in his power to keep Britain going."

Although he was ostracized by the other knights because he was somewhat inept at expressing his emotions, he was a very important figure to the nation.

He had also heard that in the allied forces with the King of Denmark, Agravan was feared and ostracized by the other knights for sending his soldiers to the battlefield without batting an eye.

However, because he was able to escape unscathed no matter how strong the enemy he encountered when he personally went to the battlefield, he was also respected by the soldiers.

He also acquired a new nickname—Agravín the Unfettered.

However, if it weren't for the fact that there were simply not enough generals this time, Agravín, as an assistant officer, would not have had to personally step onto the front line.

Upon returning to Camelot after defeating the Roman coalition, Davidian immediately began dealing with administrative matters that ordinary officials could not handle. When he saw the harvests from various regions this year, Davidian nearly fainted.

It's getting worse every year, worse every year.

Because of this issue, there were even more voices expressing dissatisfaction with King Arthur.

Wasn't King Arthur a glorious king? Wouldn't a country become prosperous if its people obeyed him?

Such criticisms began to emerge, and David Ann was unable to suppress them.

If it weren't for the defeat of Rome and the recovery of considerable supplies and wealth, Davidian's current headache would be how to maintain military preparedness and support the people who had no harvest at the start of the year.

Seeing the distressed look on David's face as he thought about these things, Artoria comforted him:

"It's unavoidable that I'll be blamed. This year is another year of disaster, and the blessings from the forest are dwindling. Since we can't share the forest with other races, we'll have to import crops from abroad, which will trouble Lord Lancelot again."