Book I: Third Century A.D

Chapter 1: Encounters and Repulsions

Section 1: The Battle of Grass

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It was a time of war. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a dark time here.

This is the land of the abandoned sea.

The moment it was abandoned by that great empire, it was plunged into a country of endless divisions and wars.

between clans, tribes and tribes, nobles and nobles......

It is full of spiral contradictions after the collapse, and everything around it is involved in the dark war.

Hence the name "Dark Ages" in this era.

But it was in this dark age that a bright new star rose from the east. She had the blood of a dragon, blonde hair as bright as the sun, and deep, bright emerald green eyes. She is the leader and practitioner of the way of chivalry, and the golden sword in her hand is the sword of oath that splits this chaotic and chaotic world and re-establishes order.

She was King Arthur, the eternal king of Great Britain who had been honored for thousands of years.

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February 1 Britannica, winter.

Glain, located near the Glen River in present-day Northumberland. Led by Oxa, son of Hengist, against the Fries. Unfortunately, half a month ago, the place was captured by the Phries, who slaughtered it and swept away all its belongings, and the last fire burned it to the ground.

The icy cold wind whipped against the crumbling walls, and the military town was scorched after being burned by the fire.

The wreckage area of the Wooden Fort, which was originally a temporary residence for Oxa and a top priority for the entire military fortress.

Oksa Wooden Fort, which is a very strong fortress. Although it is small in size and made of wood, it is already a very good fortification in this backward era, especially since the Romans have left almost no technology to build fortifications, and it is a miracle that the inhabitants of the barbarian land were able to build a fortress on their own initiative.

After all, it was a lonely island country far from the rest of the world, a country of sorrow that collapsed and divided immediately after being abandoned by the Roman Empire.

The door to the underground vault of Oksa's wooden fort was opened, but in the process of opening, because the wooden fort was besieged and set on fire by several times the enemy, many ruins blocked the opening of the secret chamber door, completely trapping someone who wanted to come out inside.

The gate was knocked a few times, and the ferocious and terrifying force caused the bronze gate to let out a heavy groan.

"--Knock! Knock!

After several fruitless impacts, the people inside decisively retreated more than ten meters away, and then accelerated to run. Flying up two meters away from the gate, with the help of the acceleration routine, the gate weighing nearly 100 catties "boom!" kicked several meters away.

A black figure then leapt out of the chamber and landed firmly on a clearing cleared by the door that had been kicked out.

"Shhh...... Whew!"

On closer inspection, the young man who rushed out of the secret room seemed to be a little too young, and his appearance was a little too handsome. In particular, his sharp eyes were as cold as a goshawk. A pair of straight sword eyebrows, long black curly hair, and a set of chain mail and a tattered red cloak.

The visitor moved his hands and feet, and then subconsciously glanced at the surrounding environment.

When he saw that the whole town had been reduced to rubble, he showed neither a sad expression nor any sign of anger. There was only a hint of pity in his eyes, but more of a look of contempt and disdain, as if he was laughing at something.

- Stupid barbarians. ”

After saying that, the visitor didn't even have the interest to take a second look at the place, so he strode out.

Along the way, the boy found a longsword full of gaps in the ruins, as well as a shield that was only half of its side. Many other weapons, or horses, were all taken away by the enemy. After all, this is the characteristic of ancient warfare, and what can be snatched away will never be left behind.

The boy walked down the corpse-strewn street, and all the corpses around him had been turned into black charcoal as a result of the fire. In this way, there is no need to worry about the spread of the plague. It's a pity that this also means that there are many teenagers who are not familiar with this world, and they have fallen into a situation where their eyes are black.

Yes, teenagers are not human beings in this world in the first place. To be precise, he is a man from the future, who came to this era after being caught up in the turbulence of time and space by chance. And with good luck, he possessed the youngest son of the lord of Oxa, whose original name was Oksa Bedora, who was fifteen years old this year.

However, the boy didn't like the name, and it was an insult to let him live in this world in place of the name of a stupid pig. Without any respect or nostalgia, the boy abandoned the name at the moment when the wooden castle fell under siege and renamed himself Drake. D. Char.

Char is the natal character, and Draco is taken from the name of the vampire count of Draku, a cold-blooded creature.

Of course, Char is not actually a cold-blooded creature, but he prefers this kind of vampire novels in the West, so he took the name. At least in his opinion, even a fictional species was far better than the idiot named Oxa.

As for why Char hated the middle-aged man named Oxa so much......

If Oxa had listened to Char's advice and asked the blacksmith in the town to help him develop the so-called "Great Bow and Crossbow", I am afraid that everything would have changed today.

Grein, a town that is already impregnable in the eyes of ordinary people. In Char's eyes, it was almost full of flaws, especially for the only one layer of earthen walls and a few scattered watchtowers. Char, as a perfectionist and obsessive-compulsive sufferer, knows how he managed to force himself to kill the cheap daddy with a single punch, and then forcibly ordered the soldiers and craftsmen of the territory to carry out the planned transformation of the land.

But now it's too late to say anything, Glain has fallen. In Char's mind, this meant that the southern gateway to Great Britain had been opened, and King Henbos of the Phrysian kingdom might raise an army north in the near future. For the ambitious king, who occupied one-eighth of the British Peninsula, there was nothing more appealing than the conquest of all of Great Britain.

Calculate the time carefully, it has been about sixteen days since Glein was breached, and at this time, King Arthur of the Kingdom of Great Britain should have also received the news and sent reinforcements. It just so happened that the king of the Phries should have been able to get their vanguard to pull out the iron nail of Klein, and their army of 10,000 should be on their way.

Looking up to the west, there was a dark cloud all over the place, and the thick clouds were flickering with lightning and thunder.

A stormy scene.

This scene, which can cause the heavens and the earth to change in advance, is afraid that the battle here will be so fierce in the near future that even the sky can't help but take action to clean up the wreckage for the earth. It is conceivable that at that time, this place will inevitably be filled with floating corpses and rivers of blood, and its tragedy is by no means comparable to the slaughter of the city in Glain.

[At the moment, you should decisively avoid its edge and find a place to stay before you plan.] Char thought to herself.

“...... Gollum ......"

At this critical moment, Char's stomach screamed very uncontrollably. This is also a matter of course, after all, I have been trapped in that secret room for more than ten days, and the food has been eaten up four days ago. Even though Char has been very economical, it is a pity that he still can't resist his appetite is too great.

Speaking of which, the strength and speed of this body are indeed far beyond ordinary people. Char thought to himself, this should be related to the strengthening when he crossed over, after all, he is a dually strengthened existence of the soul anyway, and it is not surprising that the body undergoes a secondary evolution. It's just that I didn't expect to improve so much, and as I get older, I still have at least twenty years of growth, and I don't know what I'll become by then?

But the most important thing right now is to find a temporary shelter from the wind and rain, and to find food as soon as possible.

But the area around here has been swept away by the Phries, so where can Char go to find food?

After scouring around Glein, Char was lucky enough to find a corpse. Although the corpse was highly decomposed, fortunately there were still some pieces of meat to eat. Char's body has been strengthened to be immune to most viruses and bacteria, so eating carrion is not a fatal thing, at most it will cause diarrhea a few times.

Oh yes, Char found the corpse of a war horse that had fallen under the bridge, and because of the hidden location, it was not dragged away by the Friesians to serve as their rations.

Char was able to lift the old horse's carcass with ease, but the entire carcass was highly decomposed, leaving only a piece of flesh on his neck that was still intact and did not stink.

Taking off the dagger from his waist, Char expertly cut off a piece of meat and put it in his pocket. Well, a pocket that temporarily acts as a cape. If outsiders knew that Char used a cloak printed with his family's family crest to wrap carrion flesh, I'm afraid everyone would spit on Char's disrespect, right?

But unfortunately, all the people here are dead. And the so-called family ...... Today's Char has no intention of acknowledging and inheriting, at least in his opinion, this so-called family and aristocratic status is completely cumbersome, not to mention, and may limit his future development.

Nightfall.........

It was raining heavily in the sky, and the rain washed the earth.

Deep in the wreckage of the fortress of Oxa, a faint light lit up.

Deep in the remnants of the fort's eaves and walls, two overlapping ceilings form a natural shelter from the rain. It was here that Char hid and drove the fire, while watching the pieces of meat burning and roasting in the flames.

After a while, the meat was grilled.

Char sat in the corner and ate the already sour piece of meat, and drank a few sips of rainwater. Then he pressed his cloak under him, placed his sword beside him, and lay down to rest for a while.

Maybe it's because he's really tired these days, and he fell asleep in a few minutes......

Dream.

Char had a dream.

In the dream, he stood side by side with a blonde king, standing in front of a towering and majestic palace. He pointed to the endless border ahead of him as he explained to the blonde king the necessity of all this.

And the blonde-haired king seemed to trust himself very much, and nodded silently with a smile on his face.

Behind the two of them were two distinct troops. On one side was a phalanx of knights in silver armor, while on the other side were the Guards in black and red cloaks. Each of these two units has its own characteristics, and each has its own strengths. There is no doubt that when these two forces are united, they will be invincible on the battlefield.

The screen turns.

This time in a palace, Char dreamed that she was wearing a modern tuxedo behind her and dancing with another blonde girl in a white dress in a huge but empty palace. He and the girl seemed to be very happy, and even he could feel that his mood was like a blue bird unchained, flying freely.

But the good times didn't last long, and suddenly a group of silver knight guards rushed in and roughly pulled the two apart.

Char frowned, wanting to step forward and grab the girl's hand. But suddenly there was a flash of golden light in front of him, and the fierce sword qi could clearly feel its power even in a dream. But the most unbelievable thing is that the person holding the golden sword turned out to be the girl he danced with before.

At this time, the girl looked at herself with a frosty face, and the knights around her gritted their teeth and aimed their swords at themselves.

"The traitor who betrayed the king......"

"Rebel ......"

"The Demon King who destroys the world!"

"Damn otherworldly!"

"Lackey ......"

"The Spy ...... of Rome"

And so on, a series of head-wrenching words, from which knights' mouths shouted.

The faces of the knights are distorted, fearful, and even restless. These men were battle-hardened knights, and many of them had been fighting with Char for nearly a decade. Therefore, they knew better than anyone else the horror of the person in front of them, and even more aware that if the person in front of them was willing, he could even turn the entire British Empire upside down at any time.

Because he is the creator of the entire empire, sweeping sixteen countries, conquering 80,000 miles eastward, the overlord of the sea, the uncrowned emperor of Europa, and the successor of the Roman Empire. Destroy all the countries along the way, and put countless wealth and resources into the treasury of Great Britain.

"-Don't be rude to our king!"

At this time, another group of Royal Guards rushed in. They were obviously on Char's side, and while they surrounded Char behind them to protect them, they drew their swords and aimed at the blonde girl like the knights.

"The Broken!"

"The Knights of Betrayal!"

"Crimson Demon Dragon!"

"Stay away from the king!"

Just as the knights faced Char's pressure, the Guards stared at the blonde girl with anger and fright. The legendary being, the king of immortality, the king of eternity beyond reincarnation.

Each of the twelve great wars was a victory over the strong by the weak, and each time it was a lead charge. Her golden hair was the starlight in the darkness, and where the golden sword in her hand pointed was the ladder to victory. Her words are the will of heaven, her actions do not have a trace ......of confusion and hesitation, plus the army under her command is extremely elite, the sword is sharp, and I am invincible.

Char tried in vain to squeeze out of the crowd to hold the girl's hand, but unfortunately was pulled back desperately by his own soldiers. And the blonde king with a frosty face on the opposite side also looked at Char, who was getting farther and farther away from him, with a painful look on his face, and his green pupils were full of reluctance and helpless sadness.

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"Boom!!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the sky.

Char, who was asleep, opened his eyes instantly, and sat up from the ground with a cold sweat on his face. He breathed heavily, sweating profusely as if he had just been through a hard battle.

A hand lightly covered his forehead, feeling the cold breath in the air.

The fire had long since been extinguished, and the air had become cold and damp.

Char, who was huddled in the corner, had a cold expression on his face, and his eyes were silently staring at the palm he had put down. Dreams? But if it is a dream, it is too realistic, and even the sad mood when they were separated can still be savored.

But if you feel it carefully, the invincible king who swept the world in the dream is now just a downcast person who is shrunk in a corner and the future is confused. Not to mention sweeping the Sixteen Kingdoms, I'm afraid I can't even decide whether to eat grass or meat for a while, but it's more likely to be eating tree bark, right?

Char smiled self-deprecatingly, it was a strange dream to get home.

“...... Are you awake?"

An understated voice made Char suddenly feel like a sharp edge, and the whole person jumped up suddenly, and at the same time drew his sword and raised his shield and rushed in front of the person who made the sound. Then without hesitation, a sword was swung out, stabbing at the other party with the sound of breaking wind.

The visitor was also obviously taken aback, he was dressed in a gorgeous armor and had long purple hair. The face is handsome, with a hint of amazement in a pair of light purple eyes.

Although Char's offensive was very fast and sharp, the speed was even more numbing. But apparently the person who came was a seasoned veteran.

I saw him gently flick his wrist, and a purple light exploded from his waist.

Char only felt that the weapon in his hand suddenly lightened, and subconsciously felt that something big was wrong. Originally, according to his estimate, his sword should be fought together with the opponent's, and in the end, the victory was decided by strength and reaction speed. However, I saw that the purple light easily slashed through his long sword, and there was no sound of collision during the process, and he couldn't even do the slightest obstacle.

- What is that!?

Turning around, Char took advantage of his strength to take off and flipped out four or five meters away, staring at the man in front of him with a wary face.

At this moment, he glanced at his weapon with his peripheral vision. I saw that the sword that had been found out of the pile of corpses had been cut in two, and the fracture was extremely smooth and natural.

[This, what kind of weapon is this wound caused by this?] When iron weapons were not even fully popularized in the third century AD, what kind of divine weapon could cause such a level of incision?! No kidding, when did the third-century wrought iron technology reach this level!?] Char's eyes widened, and his thoughts instantly fell into confusion.

Hmm, looking at Char, who was in a stunned state, the visitor seemed to tilt his head in some trouble. Judging from the current situation, the other party seems to have fallen into a state of complete surprise. Moreover, the weapon in his hand has already been broken, and it seems that it would be against the knight's rules to attack at this time.

But in any case, it would be rude to suddenly use weapons against each other. Even if he beheaded the opponent in the name of counterattacking, it was not an act that insulted the name of the knight.

“...... Can you calm down a bit?" asked the man softly. Although he had deliberately lowered his hostility, the powerful momentum around him still made Char feel a little uneasy.

Char narrowed his eyes slightly, the man in front of him seemed to be in his twenties, with a handsome face and long black hair draped behind his head. He was dressed in armor made of fine iron, a white and immaculate cloak, and the emblem of the Kingdom of Great Britain was on the armor on his chest.

The man held a dull and dark purple sword in his right hand, and it was this sword that had just scrapped his weapon as easily as cutting tofu. And judging from the speed of that man's shot, it seems that he deliberately exposed a lot of strength, otherwise the gale wind inspired from that long sword alone would be enough to tear the skin and flesh of ordinary people.

In addition, the sword does not look like an artistic beauty that can be created by humans no matter how you look at it......

[Damn, what the hell is this 3rd century AD!?]

The armor made of fine iron does not belong to the production process of mortals, and it is beyond the combat power of the shackles of this era...... At this moment, Char suddenly felt a sense of humiliation that he was being played by God.

“...... Register your name. With a glimmer of hope, Char asked in a low voice. If he could, he really didn't plan to carry it with the other party here, plus the other party was obviously prepared, maybe there were his accomplices around. If the fight starts, Char can guarantee that he can fight with the other party, and he can definitely do it even if he has no weapons.

But if an opponent's accomplice suddenly intervenes in the middle of the battle, God knows the outcome of the battle.

Hmm, there was an interesting and helpless expression on the face of the person who came.

It was clear that the other party was the first to attack, but it turned out to ask for the name of the other person in a warning tone as if it were taken for granted. Not only is he rude, but he's also a pretty domineering teenager...... Someone thought so.

However, out of a good knightly style, coupled with a very strict family education, the person who came still reported his name to the other party in the name of honor and knighthood. Even the name may be a bit unexpected for the other party.

"My name is Lancelot, and I have been commissioned by my king to investigate the destruction of Gleiin. ”

The handsome long-haired man in front of him said this in a steady tone.

It was like a casual conversation with a neighbor, without any pride or oppression, staring at Char with a chuckle and pure eyes. There was no trace of worldly pollution in those translucent eyes.

Legend has it that Lancelot, who was raised by the elves, was a combination of perfection, bravery, friendliness, trust, and loyalty, and took chivalry as the ultimate pursuit of his life, serving King Arthur. The glory and glory of his life are enough to compete with the sun and stars, and he is known as the Knight of the Lake, the Flower of Knight and other reputations.

"Lance...... Lot?" Char took a step back in surprise, his eyes widening and subconsciously glancing at the other party's weapon.

So, is that sword the legendary "indestructible lake". It is rumored that it was forged and blessed by the elves, and then it has indestructible power, enough to compete with the Sword of the Victory Oath for the name of the Great Holy Sword, and later degenerated into the existence of the Demon Sword?!

So...... I'm afraid this era is not the era I remember.

Here it is -- the Dark Ages.

This is the time of legends.

This is the age of knights.

This is her time.

“――fate/zero。 The corners of Char's mouth twitched as she uttered the word. Then he asked the expression of the sky with a speechless face, and raised his head to look at the gloomy sky.

Char said without tears.

"I thought I had traveled through history. Unexpectedly, I turned out to have crossed the same people......"