Fate/Lost Horizion [ Dogs of War]. Volume 1

Chapter Twenty [ Promised Victory ]

[ Chapter 20 ]

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Submitted to: [ Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg ]

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[Throughout Arthurian legend there have been battles which have threatened the life of King Arthur. Yet, it is quite difficult to define which of these battles actually occurred. Coupled with the heavy debate of such a man actually existing in proper history. Along with the differing tales, recent additions, and overall changes to the history of the "King of Knights". Even we, members of the Moonlit World, find ourselves stumped when it comes to creating a proper timeline that records the events that resulted in the king's rise to power.]

[ In the face of it all, I can attest to at least one event being unchanged throughout all versions of the Arthurian legend. "The Battle of Londinium". The event which saw the conclusion to the war between the Saxons and the British. A large-scale battle that saw the city once held under rule of Rome, be reduced to nearly ashes. An epic that has gone unchanged for the past millennia. Stories detailing the climax only having trivial differences, each sharing the same status quo.]

[ In the next page, you will find a detailed report. One which goes over the battle from its start to its end. Listing both the tactics used and the losses taken, for both sides. Along with the personal thoughts and words of those who participated in the previously mentioned event. ]

[ Continuing on, it is only due to the efforts of both my family's extensive searching for the catalyst used to summon my servant. CodeName: "Wolf". And, their very own words, and journal, that I am able to truthfully present to you this information. I believe this is more than enough to quell any and all doubts over what has been written thus far. I believe there should be no further doubts, should you continue reading.]

Submitted by: [ Justeaze Lizrich Von Einzbern ]

"Iri, I think we may have a problem on our hands."

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Third Person Pov:

The hurried sound of footsteps sounded throughout the long and narrow passage. Metal, steel, clanking against the stone floor echoed so loud, one would think an army was on their way. Ten, no, twenty, maybe even thirty, hurried, rushing, footsteps, could be heards running down the halls. Making no effort to conceal their presences, as outside, the cries and shouts of men deafened anything else as the battle raged on.

If one were to lose focus, stare through their windows rather than hide. The sight of war would greet them. Men from inside and outside the city's walls, which were but mashed rubble, and were barely hanging on, could be seen running in and out of battle. Some would bravely charge in to support the fight, defend the territory under their king's command.

If the battle didn't deafen their march throughout the castle, which on the outside looked like a towering fortress, crafted and protected with walls thicker than solid steel. The howling and roars of the enormous wolf, which tore and wreaked havoc on enemy lines, would. So, with chaos spreading like a fire gone wild, covering your city in its burning blaze.

Would you notice an army arriving at your door?

At the front held Arthur. Dressed in blue and silver. The king was suited in a blue dress-like outfit that at various areas and sections was lined in gold. The attire featured a white interior that only further enhanced its dress like appearance. Yet, he was not without his armor. Being suited in silvery magical armor that protected his chest from front to back, the chestplate having blue Fae letters inscribed upon it. His forearms were protected by a set of steel gauntlets, while his lower sides were protected by a set of large tassets. The upper half of his legs were dressed in a pair of white pants, while his lower legs were protected by a set of steel grieves.