Edinburgh.
Lancelot Loid had been transferred to Edinburgh to strengthen the city's defenses. With two hundred men under his command, he accepted the mission without hesitation.
Leading his subordinates toward the area where the fighting was fiercest, he studied his map carefully. If he could drive the enemy backward, he could reclaim at least half of Scotland.
Lancelot and his two hundred men waited at the city's back gate, prepared for the signal to strike.
When General Jude Packer arrived, he saw Lancelot and raised an eyebrow.
"Are you the reinforcements from Britannia?" he asked. "Two hundred men won't be enough. Our enemy is the demon Senryaku, he commands thousands of monsters and he is good at strategies be brought an army of over five hundred air troops and three thousand ground soldiers."
Lancelot tilted his head slightly.
How many men do you have?
The general frowned.
Lancelot's voice was calm, but firm.
"Are you listening to me?!" Gen. Jude Packer snapped. "This is Senryanku he brought only few men when he has thousands he must be planing something.
Lancelot smiled."if he's scheming then i will use brute strength to disrupt his scheme. Just observe from the corner and don't interfere this will be a competition between Strength and Wisdom.
My intel on Senryanku tells me his an Rank 8 demon, but he has principles and morals he wish to coexist with humans if i kill his soldiers he and leave he won't attack the city when i am gone. Lancelot stared at the general he asked. "Is my assessment correct."
The general laughed. "Impossible you think too highly of your...." Before the general finished speaking, Lancelot interrupted.
Spirit core combination move.
One Touch.
As soon as Lancelot said the word open he vanished like he wasn't there to begin with.
Using the Invinsibility Spirit Core, Lancelot was able to concealed his presence. Then he activate another spirit core.
"Electricity essence flowed from Lancelot brain to his neck before stopping. Lancelot use his mental energy to activate control the electricity. He channeled the electricity through his body, accelerating his speed tenfold as he ran from the backgate of Edinburgh to the front line of the battlefield he felt like everything around him was slow.
In a blur of electricity sparks, Lancelot struck. And he changed direction that same instant. Nobody saw him they only saw the electricity sparks after he strucked the monster. His lighting flashed from different directions tens of high orc head fell from their body in seconds after an hour 600 ground troops were beheaded.
One Touch is a combination move created by Lancelot. It combined the power of his Electricity Spirit Core and Invisibility Spirit Core to create a deadly Spirit core combination move.
As long as Lancelot remained unseen, he could move freely around the battlefield. The moment he made contact with a monster, he would briefly become visible, but by then it was already too late.
His speed was so overwhelming that the monsters could only witness the aftermath of his attacks. By the time they realized what had happened, Lancelot was already gone.
With the assistance of his Electricity Spirit Core, every strike carried a powerful electric surge that disrupted the enemy's body and spirit. The shock made it nearly impossible for his opponents to defend themselves or launch a counterattack.
One by one, the monsters fell.
The worst part for them wasn't the attack itself it was fear. They could not see their enemy. They could only watch their companions collapse without warning, knowing that they might be next.
The battlefield slowly filled with tension and terror as panic spread among the monsters as they started to retreat.
The air troop wish was made up of Wing Orcs flyed towards the sky far from reach.
Thier expression changed they saw the same lighting that beheaded thier ground troops coming towards them from different directions they tried to run but wasn't fast enough many were killed.
Witnessing this, the Edinburgh soldiers felt hope rekindle in their hearts. It was as if heaven itself had not abandoned Britain. With renewed courage, they charged at the monsters, cutting down the monsters that fell from the sky.
A miracle had just occurred. Who would have thought that a single soldier could turn the tide of war?
The battlefield fell silent as the soldier began to discuss among themselves.
The battlefield was filled with corpe. The demon general Senryaku hovered in the distant sky, he was smiling. He had the beautiful appearance, his eyes were crimson red, he had long hair and two horns on his head, his skin was fair and smooth like someone who hasn't work or lifted any load before.
"A single man moving like lightning itself. "
"This… isn't war," Senryaku smiled, clenching his fist. "This is the difference between elite knight and soldiers. One man using brute strength to destroy an entire army a single man can destroy an entire city this knight is an example." Senryanku couldn't help but admire Lancelot as he started to laugh, he flew to the southwest the direction of Britainna.
Without their leader, the monster lost thier will to fight. One by one, the backup air troops scattered, retreating toward Scotland Castle. The gound forces reinforcement followed.
"They're fleeing!" A soldier shouted.
The British army made up of Britainna and Scotland erupted in disbelief.
"Chase them!" General Jude Packer roared, his voice shaking with excitement.
"Don't let them regroup!"
Lancelot Liod stood calmly amid the chaos, lightning fading from his body.
His breathing was steady, his eyes sharp.
Just as I thought, Lancelot mused.
Senryanku is a demon who enjoys doing interesting things. He wouldn't do something boring as helping them or taking part in this battle. Victory here doesn't matter to him. Edinburgh is just a city in Scotland even if the British army win this fight he will still the King of Scotland. Strength triumph and devour all. I am one hundred percent sure with my current strength i will lose to him but killing me is a different case since i am good at retreating and advancing. Why would he care about a fight like this?
A faint unease crept into Lancelot's thoughts.
But then… why is he here?
Is he heading somewhere else and simply came across this battlefield? Did he decide to stay and watch out of curiosity?
Lancelot frowned slightly.
Hmm… there's no point thinking too much about it. Trying to understand someone like him is a waste of time.
Lancelot was certain of one thing, Senryanku is not the one leading this invasion.
Despite the thoughts running through his mind, Lancelot's expression remained calm and pale, betraying none of the confusion he felt inside.
The pursuit did not stop until the demon army reached the border of Scotland Castle.
By dawn, the British banner flew once more over its walls of Edinburgh.
The citizens immediately began rebuilding defenses, reinforcing gates, and securing supply routes.
Edinburgh was safe. Alot of villages and settlements were reclaimed.
A wounded soldier leaned against his spear, smiling despite the blood on his armor.
"With Lance The Invincible Thunder God on our side how could will lose," he said, voice filled with awe, "Britannia finally has a fighting chance."
The news spread like wildfire.
Edinburgh nearby lands, villages and settlements were reclaimed.
The demon Senryanku ran away his army was driven to the edge of the British continent.
A single soldier turned the tide of war.
Hope returned to Britannia.
In a small tavern far from the battlefield, three young men sat around a worn wooden table, mugs half-full.
"Did you hear?" a voice from another table said loudly.
"They say the knight of Britainna Lancelot Liod beheaded a thousand high orcs and wing orcs in an instant."
The three froze.
"That's impossible," one scoffed. "Sounds like a story made up to give people hope."
Another stranger turned toward them, arms crossed.
"How do we know you're not lying?" he asked calmly. "Scotland's walls stood unconquered for hundreds of years but the demon Senryanku conquered it in a day he has become king of Scotland for over fifteen years and his army has never been defeated once. Edinburgh was on the brink of collapse. Then Lancelot joined the battle and everything changed do you think we are all fools."
The tavern fell quiet.
The bartender wiped a glass slowly and spoke.
"Britain has entered a new age," he said.
"An age where we will unite and cross the sea and make the world a better place. Britannia is the only nation that can unite the world under one king, one culture, one language."
He smiled faintly.
"This has always been Britannia's dream and future.
Central Britainnia, Royal Castle of Britainna.
Lancelot Liod arrived at the royal palace beneath clear skies. Nobles lined the halls, whispering as he passed.
That night, King Alfred held a grand banquet for Lancelot.
After formal greetings, Lancelot knelt before the throne.
"Your Majesty," he said, lowering his head.
"I have completed my mission It is an honor to be welcomed like this."
The king rose from his seat. "The honor is mine," Alfred replied warmly. " You single handedly did the impossible such act of braveness will be rewarded list anytime that you want and i will make your wish come true.
At his signal, the chief maid entered, followed by twenty others, each carrying ornate gifts and heavy bags of gold.
"Please accept this," the king said.
"As a token of gratitude."
" You saved countless lives. Without you, none of them would have returned."
Lancelot's eyes widened slightly.
What have I done to deserve so much fortune? I don't need the gold but if possible i would like to collect two Feral Soul from our kingdom Feral Soul storage house.
Feral Souls are like weapon that can only be activated use essence and thoughts. They comes in different shapes each Feral souls are formed naturally or refined by cultivators.
The king replied."I want to appoint you as the personal knight of my daughter Princess Emilia and as for the Feral souls you asked for your wish will be granted but for now let's enjoy."
A hush fell over the hall.
King Alfred said, pls accept these gifts as your compensation."
Lancelot stood up and walked towards the princess who was standing at the back of the king, and gently kissed the princess's hand. Her expression was filled with shy and embarrassment.
"It will be my pleasure to serve you, my lady," Lancelot said.
"A soldier's duty," Lancelot continued calmly, "is to protect the citizens of the kingdom and defend the interest of the kingdom.
From this day on, I will be your sword and shield, your knight will always be watching over you."
Lancelot smiled while holding her hand, his head was still low.
The king said in a soft tone.
"Those words touch my heart. With you at her side, I don't no to worry about her."
Lancelot bowed. "Rest assured, Your Majesty."
The king said firmly, "I am grateful and proud to have you in my service."
Lancelot slowly stood up as he shift his gaze toward the chief maid, he said while facing the chief maid. "Pls transport these goods to Pride Estate and as for the money i want to donate it to the commoners in Britainnia."
Queen Vivian wiped tears from her eyes.
"My daughter is blessed to have you as her knight."
Princess Emilia smiled brightly.
"Thank you, Father. I've always wanted a knight but i can't still believe it will be Lance."
The king sank into deep thought.
How crafty… he mused. What does he think he will gain by doing this? Is he trying to win the support of the people?
For a moment, the king dismissed the idea.
Since he is under my direct command, I shouldn't have to worry.
A faint smile appeared on the king's face. But the next moment, his expression stiffened as a sudden realization struck him. The smile slowly faded.
He fell silent again.
This demon… is he trying to overthrow me?
If that were true, then the king had already played directly into his hands.
Damn it…
I can't believe he has placed me in check in this game of chess.
If the king were to die, there would be no better candidate than Lancelot to take the throne. Lancelot possessed both strength and reputation that even the king's own son could not match.
And there was more.
He is the current knight of Britainna and he already had the admiration of the king's daughter if Lancelot ger rid of the king and use her well he will become the next king of Britainna.
The king's eyes darkened.
This had better not be one of his schemes.
Unless… I'm already trapped, with no way out.
But the king quickly steadied his mind.
No… all roads cannot be blocked. Heaven and earth always leave at least one path to follow.
There was still hope to change the situation besides the final say is still in the hands of the higher ups.
For now, however, the king made his decision.
I will do everything I can to suppress him.
A week after the banquet the gold was successful distributed to the people. The hungry were fed, the wounded were cared for with this act Lancelot reputation rise across Britannia, one name spread from mouth to mouth.
Lancelot Liod.
The Thunder God.
The princess Knight.
The Man Who Changed Fate.
Britain's Hope.
The Knight of Britainna.