Heaven's link.

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Chapter 3.

The dawn colored the skies in a beautiful and peaceful red and blue, the rays of light chasing away every last memory of the darkness which controlled the world just a few moments prior.

The lush green of the fileds of Albion moved back and forth with the cool breeze of the morning.

Sounds of huff's and feet on the bare earth resounded in the area, brining with them the scent of food and horses.

On a black steed, his body obscured by a black cloak a man was riding, his long silvery hair flutters in the wind.

The man was currently deeply in conversation with a young beautiful woman who's steed in contrast was white as were her clothes.

Surrounding them both in front and back were hundreds of marching people, their faces pale and eyes red, their cloaks black as night, long black halberds in their hands, swords on their hips.

"What I am trying to say, that the motion of the resurrected soul is endless, it's an anomaly which grants the person infinite amount of energy" the man's voice was emotionless as if he was speaking theoretically and not about something that he himself experienced.

The woman nodded in understanding "I think I get it" she said "However does it mean that since the soul has no need for a body it is immortal?" she asked.

The man smiled "No and yes" he said "You see since it has no body it won't age nor will it get sick that's true.. But since it can still interact with the world it can also be destroyed" he explained "Though trying to destroy a formless soul with infinite prana isn't going to be easy" he smirked.

Cwen was about to say something but her uncle continued to speak, though it appeared he was no longer talking to her.

"Still.. The meaning of death is not what magi think" he spoke quietly "Assuming that returning to Akasha means death" he shook his head "In actuality its transcending into a higher plain of existence.. It means to die as a human and be reborn as something else" he sighed shaking his head as if to shoo out the thought.

He looked up into the distance, the endless green pastures and hills with a soft smile gracing his face.

"We will be there before nightfall" he said "Hopefully we'll get there in time to help the Pendragon".

Cwen just smiled softly, she saw the change in the man, how the spark that constantly accompanied him vanished after he returned from his experiment.. As if he lost something after actually touching Akasha, a spark that reignited every time he spoke about magecraft.

Shaking her head slightly she gazed beyond toward the horizon.. She hoped he was right.. She wsswas sore and wanted nothing more than a hot bath and a good night sleep.

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Seating on her stallion the king of Britain looked down on the valley in front of her, where the barbarian Saxons gathered.

There were thousands upon thousands of them as they covered the valley with their numbers.

"Do you think we can win this battle?" she asked the white haired half human riding beside her, as she glanced back toward the hill where her own forces were stationed their numerous horses resting, waiting until they will be called to the war.

The man nodded slowly "I have foreseen your victory here my king" Merlin said quietly "However I have also foreseen the death of hundreds of our own" he informed the woman.

Artoria nodded quietly "Thank you for being here" she said quietly.

A small smile appeared on the incubus's face "Far will be it for me not to go to battle with a beauty like you" he said.

Artoria though was not amused.

"Control your instincts Myrddin" she ordered him "Lest somone will discover what they shouldn't".

Nodding the man was about to turn his horse back only for a commotion behind enemy lines to capture his attention.

Loud battle screams resounded from the Saxon camps, but instead of charging toward the forces of Britain they appeared to be fighting enemies from their flank.

Myrddin froze as of striked by a lightning bolt, his eyes widening.

"We should charge now!" Artoria called leveling her blade up "It seems that our ally decided to finally show up" she said as she took a horn out blowing it to call her forces to arms.

A few minutes later and the army was ready to move.

Moving in front of them, her blade poised forward she screamed "Charge!".

And with a mighty roar, like an avalanche her army charged down toward the now boxed Saxons.

Only Merlin stood there frozen..

"This couldn't be" he said quietly "This was not fated" his eyes were wide as saucers as he continued to mumble to himself the same words over and over again.

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"We can already see them" Kaylan said his hand touching his blade "On my mark you all are charging forward! Let's show those mundane fools what a folly befalls those who meet the Einzbern and their homonculi"

He closed his eyes for a second and when he opened them he channeled so much prana no human should have ever been able to utilize this much.

His forces started to glow as their bones and muscles were reinforced to the brink by his magic as were their weapons.

From her position Cwem couldn't help but marvel at what was happening around her.

Two thousand Einzbern homonculi all enchanted in one swoop with reinforcement at its highest.

The third magic was truly powerful, after all this wasn't a regular reinforcement like what every novice could do.

No this were multiple reinforcements for every fiber of the bones and muscle cells besides the general spell, making so much more effective.

Kaylan himself drawn his blade, he himself glowing just as the homonculi and raising his blade up he screams.

"Charge!"

And with a mighty roar the homonculi charge forward toward the Saxons.

Charging in the midst the head of the Einzbern unleashes a strike after strike, his reinforced muscles making sure every blow is devastating.

And even though the Saxons outnumbered them five to one they stood no chance against the inhuman assault.

The artificial being, Wilding wilding their mighty halberds to kill multiple enemies at once as they continued to advance forward, their eyes shining with determination.

From there it didn't take long for the Saxon force to break formation and run, only to be intercepted by the mounted forces of the king of Albion, as she herself rode forward her blade shining as she cut through their ranks like wheat before a sickle.

Soon the two allied forces met in the middle, the numerous corpses of their enemy littered around them.

Riding closer to the royal forces the black clad magus jumped off his steed and bowed slightly to the king.

"Greetings king of Britain, it is a pleasure to see you once again" he said with a small smile.

The blonde monarch smiled back "Greeting to you as well Sir Einzbern, me and my people are grateful for your timely arrival" she replied in kind.

Looking around the magus lifted his brows in wonder "Your majesty, I thought Ambrosius was your trusted adviser wasn't he? Did he displease you somehow that you've banished him from your presence?" he asked.

Artoria looked at him with wonder "What do you mean?" she asked "He is right beside me" she said looking to her right only to freeze as she noticed the man's absence.

Looking around, her gaze moved back to the area from where she charged and to her surprise there he was, his unruly hair fluttering slightly in the wind.

From where she was she couldn't see his expression but even without seeing him she knew something was on his mind.

Following her gaze Kaylan noticed the man as well and a sour expression appeared on his face for a moment before it vanished.

"Is your camp near by ?" he asked her "My man are strong and resilient but I won't make their life harder then neccecary" he said.

The king finally tore her gaze from the hill and returned it back to the man in front of her "Indeed, it's quite close.. And seeing as the threat was neutralized we will be returning to Camelot tomorrow morning"

The Saxon smiled "Very well, we will accompany you there, however there is someone I wish you to meet your majesty" he said and without waiting to her reply he turned around.

"Cwen! Come here" he called.

A moment later the dignified woman appeared on her white stallion, skillfully navigating between the many people.

Artoria raised her brow at the approaching woman.

"Your Fiance?" she asked curious only to be greeted with a very disgusted look on the man's face.

"No way" hehe said briskly "I don't know how it goes here in Albion but by us it's not exactly acceptable to marry your own niece" he said wrinkling his noes.

"Oh" the king said quietly.

"Your majesty" the young woman said with a small smile "It is an honor meeting you, my name is Cwen von Einzbern, the niece of that crazy yet brilliant man" she said pointing at her uncle.

Now though Artoria looked confused "If you are his niece and since he is the head of the clan it means you are his sister's daughter, why are you called Einzbern?" she asked.

Chuckling slightly Cwen was quick to explain "While what you say is true your majesty, the truth is actually pretty simple, while I would normally be called the daughter of my father, but Einzbern is the name of the clan rather than a family.. You can say that my father was absorbed into the Einzbern clan" she said with a smile.

Nodding in understanding the king sighed looking back toward where her trusted advisor was frozen.

"I guess I should go see what is going on with the man" she said.

"We'll join you if you don't mind, It's only polite after all"

Artoria nodded before turning her horses before she galloped away toward the hill, the two magi right behind her their entire force quick to follow them.

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He saw them approaching but didn't move toward them, instead his gaze lingered on the silver haired saxon who's red eyes were glowing with power.

Biting his lip he shook his head in dismay.

When they finally arrived he dismounted from his horse and moved toward the monarch bowing to the king he himself created.

"Your majesty, it's good to see you unharmed and well" he said his smile genuine before he turned to the elder Einzbern.

"And it's a pleasure seeing you again Kaylan, after all it's not every day I get to meet a man who achieved one of the true magics" he said but Kaylan could feel his smile was forced.

"Good to see you again too old man, what have you been up to lately?" he asked, masking his surprise that the half human knew of his achievement.

"Nothing interesting.. Some spying some magic" the incubus said with a small mischievous look in his eyes as he gazed on the younger Einzbern.

"DON'T. EVEN. THINK. ABOUT IT" Kaylan said darkly "Lay even a finger on my niece and I promise you it won't matter that you are immortal" his red orbs glistening with power.

Cwen looked between the two in confusion and looked toward the monarch who was smiling in annoyance at the man's antics.

"Cwen was it?" the king turned to the woman "What did Merlin mean with achieving one of the true magic?" she asked.

"Do you ask what is the true magic or do you mean it as a question if uncle actually achieved it?" she asked.

The king smirked "The latter obviously, I am not as uneducated as you may think" she said playfully causing the woman to blush.

After confirming that Kaylan indeed achieve it the two immersed themselves inin talk as they moved back toward the camp.

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He walked toward the designated tent, feeling every eye stare at him.

"Why is there a Saxon here?" he heared one man ask.

"I hope he won't betray us" he heared another, not that he cared.

He was about to walk into the tent when out of nowhere a huge black raven descended toward him a scroll attached to the bird's leg.

Reliving the bird from its burden he walked inside the royal tent where near a small table three people were already seating.

Merlin was the first to notice the scroll in his hands.

"What is it?" he asked.

"I am not sure yet" he said as he seated himself down opening the scroll and a small smile spread through his futures, and turning to his niece he said :

"It's from Lady Morgana".

Cwen widened her eyes "What does it say?" she asked, excitement in her voice.

"She says she would like to meet us at the Stonehenge" he told her, his eyes gleaming.

Both were so lost in their excitement they didn't even notice the hardening glare of the two other occupants.

"So when are we leaving?" she asked.

"Hmm, I guess tomorrow morning?" he said.

Before they were able to continue they were cut off by a very irritated looking Myrddin.

"Why would you just go? And how did she even know you're here?" he asked darkly.

"Well.. I told her I'll be coming, and as for why.. Isn't it proper for me to greet my master?".

End of chapter 3.