Davidian's Holy Grail War

Merlin couldn't control his emotions and shouted loudly, "Someone can actually accomplish such a miracle! This child I took in can actually achieve such a great feat!"

"Merlin, what exactly is going on? What's wrong with the Glorious Eternal Legion?"

Artoria quickly asked Merlin, who was standing beside her, and Merlin snapped out of his shock when Artoria asked him.

He cleared his throat, composed himself, and explained to Artoria:

"This is a miracle, my king. David has obtained the power of the Noble Phantasm ahead of time while still alive! This is proof of the heroic spirits, the crystallization of humanity's desire for miracles."

Although Davidian is still alive, the First Britannian Glorious Eternal Legion has already ascended to the Throne of Heroes as a Noble Phantasm.

Yes, this is a miracle! And Davidian is now—using the power of this Noble Phantasm ahead of schedule!

Merlin held back a few words, namely, the roar of the entire First Legion resounded throughout the Throne of Heroes the moment this Noble Phantasm was completed.

Whether in the past, present, future, or even eternity, all who become heroic spirits will hear this cry.

Merlin never imagined that the moment a Noble Phantasm was completed could cause such a huge commotion in a higher dimension like the Throne of Heroes.

David and Winzenrib immediately understood the situation.

The moment the white light pierced the sky, the blessing of this legion-type Noble Phantasm called "First Britain's Glory, Eternity, and Permanence" had already entered their minds.

They now understand the true extent of their power.

This is their Noble Phantasm, and they are currently borrowing the power that they will possess in the future after it becomes a Noble Phantasm.

The current glorious Eternal Legion has already obtained the blessing that would only be available when its Noble Phantasm is activated in the future, and with such power, they will be invincible! (This is a Noble Phantasm that both David and Wincenrib possess, and it is a power that they truly obtained through their own efforts.)

Under these circumstances, the Saxons were forced to launch the attack first; they had no choice but to do so.

As the Glorious Eternal Legion was enveloped in white light, many Saxon warriors felt the overwhelming pressure.

The pressure was overwhelming, completely extinguishing their will to fight. Fear, only fear, lingered in their hearts.

The entire Glorious Eternal Legion was engaged in battle at this moment, with no further division of forces. All of Dalian was directly and truly committed to the assault.

There were a total of 5,619 people. This number should have been completely overwhelmed by the Saxon warriors who covered the mountains and plains, but the reality was quite different.

The warriors of the Glorious Legion, like an ever-burning arrow, cleaved through countless Saxon warriors, who were thrown to the ground and utterly powerless against the Legion's might.

This scene left all the British soldiers who had not yet launched an attack speechless.

This is the initial buff effect of the Glorious Eternal Legion as a Noble Phantasm: once the legion reaches a certain size, the combat ability of each individual will be directly increased by half.

This combat capability encompasses all physical attributes, including strength, stamina, reflexes, and speed. At this moment, they are essentially a mythical legion.

Artoria certainly wouldn't miss this opportunity created by the Glorious Eternal Legion! She raised Rungomminiad high and gave the order to charge!

All the British warriors followed behind the Glorious Everlasting Legion, and they no longer doubted who would ultimately win this battle.

With such a legion and such warriors, how could they possibly lose!

The initial fears of defeat were merely the knights' unfounded anxieties. The battle ultimately ended in a victory for King Arthur, without a doubt.

Sixty percent of the Saxon warriors were completely annihilated in this battle; it could hardly be called a war, but rather a one-sided destruction.

If it weren't for the fact that she hadn't suffered heavy losses, Artoria would have even considered wiping out the Saxons.

In the end, she chose to let the Saxons leave Britain, but she also made them swear that they would never set foot in Britain as long as King Arthur was alive.

This expedition took nearly a year from start to finish, and if you include the time it would take to return to Camelot, it would take even longer.

The four armies that set out first were exhausted, but after winning the war, they were finally able to rest and recuperate for a while.

After the battle, David and the King ascended the hill. Planting their weapons in the ground, they looked down at the jubilant warriors below, finally able to show a relieved smile.

"Congratulations, King Arthur and Lord Camelot. You have once again impressed me. In a positive sense, you have undoubtedly exceeded my expectations. To obtain the power of a Noble Phantasm ahead of time while still alive is simply too outrageous."

Merlin's voice came from behind them, but Davidian simply defended himself with a relaxed smile:

"It's just that I gained a portion of the Noble Phantasm's power ahead of time. Although I can enjoy the enhanced effects that can only be obtained as a Noble Phantasm, I can't summon the warriors of the Glorious Eternal Legion like a true Noble Phantasm."

"This is already amazing, okay? Compared to the Holy Sword and Holy Lance, this is a Noble Phantasm that is sublimated from the will, belief, and bond of the glorious and eternal legion. I myself dare not say that I can directly summon the Knights of the Round Table in the form of a Noble Phantasm in the future, okay?"

Artoria proudly pulled Davian aside and gave him a warm hug. This time, Davian truly deserved the credit; he was incredibly capable.

Davidian smiled and embraced Artoria, the two sharing their joy. After a moment, they released their embrace.

It was only then that Davidian noticed that Artoria had already hidden her joy deep inside, and she had begun to think about what they should do in the coming peaceful era.

David chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Indeed, the era of war and chaos, in which heroes were relied upon, came to a complete end.

Even if war breaks out, it will only be small-scale, sporadic battles.

Britain has finally gained a moment of peace.

That's good. They've fulfilled the prerequisites, and now they can do their best to make this country the peaceful nation that Artoria dreams of.

"This is the country we built together, isn't it?" Artoria looked at Davidian. They had worked so hard for so long and spent countless efforts to finally achieve what they had today.

Next, all we need to do is take good care of it and help it grow strong...

David nodded, turned to look into the distance, and listened to the lively voices below. He felt a sense of pride and accomplishment.

I finally did it. Now... now all I have to do is maintain it. I can change that ending.

Chapter 141 The True Form of Our King

When all the troops from this expedition returned to Camelot, the whole country rejoiced. They had finally resolved the troubles caused by the foreign tribes on their homeland and could now peacefully farm and live their own lives.

Our king can now relax a little, at least he can consider reducing taxes and seeking a path to long-term stability for the kingdom.

However, the Glorious Perpetual Legion could not relax yet. After completing the thorough replenishment of personnel, Davidan broke up the Sixth and Tenth Companies, and put a total of one hundred members from the Sixth and Tenth Companies into each of the First to Eighth Companies.

There's no longer a need to maintain such a massive scale; the Glorious Eternal Legion will be divided into eight dispersed units patrolling Britain.

This was to address the disturbances caused by dragons, giants, evil fairies, and monsters, and also to prevent potential rebellions.

When the number of people reaches more than 600, the First Legion can already receive the maximum bonus of 50% increase in combat ability.

The eight teams, totaling seven hundred people, will solve many potential problems in Britain.

The remaining 400 men, soldiers belonging to the Sixth Company, will be responsible for maintaining order around Camelot and resolving any potential problems that may arise in the area.

Soldiers belonging to the Tenth Company would be responsible for patrolling the entire British Isles and for liaison and communication with the other eight companies.

At the same time, if there is any problem that cannot be solved, they will immediately gather enough people to quell the problem, depending on the situation.

Furthermore, if Dalian suffers excessive losses due to the extermination of monsters or a rebellion, they can immediately return to Camelot to replenish their numbers before setting off again.

Davidian has already planned the way forward for the Glorious Perpetual Legion, although it will be quite arduous for the warriors. But as the most important legion in Britain, they cannot afford to rest for even a moment.

After arranging the work for the Glorious Perpetual Legion, Artoria privately summoned Agravivan and Davidian.

They need to clarify things about the island itself now and then seek a solution.

"The desolation of our land is not due to the invasion of foreign tribes or the problem of Vortigern, is that right, Merlin?"

Agrave had a general idea in mind, but he still wanted to ask Merlin the question that was on his mind.

"Unfortunately, that is indeed the case. This island is a foreign land far from the mainland. On this planet, which has been mysteriously declining since the beginning of the Western calendar, Britain still retains a strong sense of mystery."

The Picts, dragons, and nightmares exist for this reason. Furthermore, the people of Britain are also included in this category.

The invasions are not just related to foreign races; the land itself is also changing. The years of disaster will continue until your demise; in the past, only the areas surrounding Camelot yielded bountiful harvests.

But that's only because the Holy Sword and Camelot have anchored the nature of this surrounding land, and that won't last much longer; it's something you'll have to face sooner or later.

Merlin explained the reason to the three people present, mainly David and Agravivan.

Agravan and David could only sigh; they were already overwhelmed by the deficits in their finances and output.

If the foreign invaders had not been completely driven out and the land not restored, and the people had not been filled with unprecedented joy, there would probably have been even more rebels than before.

"So, does that mean we need new ways of life? Could we cultivate foreign crops? Or could we use other methods, like interbreeding? Could we gradually introduce some foreign bloodlines to change the current bloodline of the British people?"

David offered a few suggestions, though it's unclear whether they'll be helpful.

"I can only say that it's one of the methods, after all, such a decision is not something that the people will accept just because you make it. And to put it more maliciously, no matter what you choose, there won't be any fundamental change."

Merlin's words cast a further shadow over David's face, while Agravity's expression remained unchanged. He spoke:

"So you mean we need to fundamentally change Britain's problems, right? Since it's a mysterious decline, let's look for a miracle that might be able to match it. The Holy Grail, perhaps... we can look for that."

"You mean the Holy Grail, comparable to Lord Percival's Holy Lance, to be used?"

Artoria looked surprised; she hadn't expected Agravure to actually think of that. She herself hadn't considered it. As expected of Executor Agravure, his intellect and knowledge were truly remarkable.

Agravan sighed inwardly; this was information he had previously gleaned from Morgan's inventory. Considering Merlin's words now, it seemed Morgan was already seeking a way to perpetuate the British mystery back then.

"At the same time, there is another matter. I want to tell you both about this, which concerns me personally. You are both people I trust and who keep quiet. Therefore, after you learn this secret, please keep it to yourself forever."

What Artoria said next was also crucial; it was very important.

Agraven nodded. His title, Agraven the Iron, was not only a description of his conduct but also a reflection of his character. He would surely keep the King's secret forever in his heart.

"I swear in the name of the Glorious Legion! We have no secrets!" Davidian said proudly, even swearing on the name of his legion that he would never reveal what he had heard today.

Artoria nodded, then said to Merlin, "Then, let's dissolve it. Merlin, these two are people I can trust and entrust my future to."

“Yes, my lord,” Merlin responded and clapped his hands. Subsequently, in the minds of Agravure and Davidian, Artoria’s appearance and figure had completely changed.

If before we described our king as a handsome man, capable of captivating countless young maidens and noblewomen, then now our king is a beautiful woman, capable of making countless heroes and warriors fall at her feet.