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Clarent Blood Arthur: A Fate/Stay Night Fanfiction
Chapter 7: All for Her Glory!
"How far until Homurahara Gakuen, Ilya?"
"We should be getting there soon, I think." The young homunculus known as Ilyasviel von Einzbern said as they stalked through the streets of Fuyuki, creeping ever closer to the high school.
"While I do appreciate your initiative, Mast- I mean, Ilya." Servant Berserker corrected herself followed her in spirit form, guarding her rear in the event another Servant were to attack "I find your plan to attack them in the school rather...sudden." She would later note that this sounded odd coming from her, the supposedly mad warrior who thought of nothing but battle.
"What do you mean, Berserker?" The silver-haired homunculus inquired, not really getting where she is coming from.
"Yesterday, you were perfectly content to watch as events occurred." The Servant stated bluntly as she trailed her young Master, noting that the sun was more than halfway through it's creeping yet constant descent "You were quite fine sitting around in your room playing video games while waiting for Saber to be summoned. Now, you're willing to take the fight to the whelp and the Tohsaka Master, right in their own school no less!"
"Your point?" Ilya said with a small hint of annoyance the Servant detected in her tone.
"All I am saying is that maybe you are acting rashly." the blonde sighed as she continued to explain herself "While things have gone well for us the day before, it was only because the enemy was...weak."
As she spat the last word out of her mouth, she remembered how pitiful Servant Saber was, how easily she crumbled before her in her last encounter. Had it not been for her Master's foolish act, she would have ended her then and there.
"So..." Ilya turned to address her Servant, her expression rather cross as she looked at her Servant with narrowed eyes, a tiny pout and puffed cheeks "Are you telling me that you don't believe in me, Berserker?"
In the month that Berserker had known Ilya, she found that pout ridiculously adorable. Sure, it had no place in war, but it was adorable nonetheless.
"And where, pray tell, did you get that assumption, Master?" The red-clad knight sighed, a small smile curling into her lips as she patted the young homunculus' head "I do believe in you, Ilya. I am just worried that you will get too excited from yesterday's victory and act rashly."
"But isn't that something you did in life, Berserker?"
At that, Berserker found herself unable to retort, causing Ilya's once pouting lips to turn into a wry grin "Y-you need not remind me, Master." It was quite clear that the Battle of Camlann was quite the sore spot for the Servant.
They walked in relative silence afterwards, keeping an eye out for possible threats until they reached the gates of Fuyuki's resident highschool.
"What course of action must we take?" Berserker spoke as she materialized herself in her physical form, already clad in her tell-tale blood red battle dress and jagged armor.
"Well..." Ilya scrunched her brow in thought "I sense two other Servants here aside from you, but they're just Rider and Tohsaka's Archer."
"I see. I sense them as well." The blonde nodded as she walked slowly towards the gates "Stay close to me, Master. It would not do if an enemy Servant decides to ambush you along."
"Right-" The silver haired homunculus stopped in her tracks, her eyes widening and her chest becoming heavy as if lead weights were placed on it. "Wh-what is this?"
"Ilya!" Out of concern, the red-clad knight went to check on her Master, kneeling beside her smaller comrade "Are you alright?"
"Y-yes..." Ilya said after taking a moment to breathe while clutching her chest "Another Servant is there. And this one...this one's different from the others."
This revelation caused Berserker's brow to furrow with worry; naturally, she should've been able to sense the Servant if he/she was nearby, but the fact that she didn't and Ilya did...No, this was definitely not Presence Concealment. This was something more...unsettling.
Upon seeing her Master's worried face, the Knight of Treachery knew that she couldn't let her doubts cloud her now, not when Ilya needed her to play her role. As such, she hid her misgivings and wore her usual confident smirk "All that means is one more Servant to conquer." she declared with all the confidence she can muster, being the battle-hungry Servant and all "As long as we tread carefully, we should be fine. I shall be with you after all, milady."
The fleeting smile the Servant wore, after she she spoke and before she donned her helmet, did well to ease the troubled girl somewhat.
"Thank you, Berserker." Ilya said with her usual chipper, singsong voice that told the red knight that she was feeling much better now. "We have to be careful though; looks like someone carelessly put a Boundary Field here."
"I will keep that in mind."
With a mutual nod, Master and Servant entered through the gates with grim determination both without and within.
Homurahara Gakuen was about to become a fierce battleground.
"Atchoo!"
Leticia reached for a handkerchief before wiping her nose with all the grace of a noblewoman. This Boundary Field was quite an annoyance to her mortal shell, but it couldn't be helped; Not even she can remove by herself at this point. The only way to fully undo it is to kill the Servant who placed it, or for the Servant to activate it willingly.
Still, it doesn't make it any less annoying.
"It seems that the Matou's Master is quite haphazard this time around." She sighed with a hint of displeasure in her delicate features "Well, the proxy Master, anyway."
"I suppose it cannot be helped, milady." G sighed as he crossed his arms, intently watching the Einzbern Master-Servant team enter the school
with a hint of disdain on his face "His desperation speaks of his ineptitude. I am curious, though, what is your assessment of him?"
"He certainly things highly of himself, that scion of Matou, but perhaps that bravado hides his own insecurities." Leticia turned back and paced two steps before stopping "Whilst one can respect that degree of tenacity, I fear it will be his undoing in the end."
The blonde in black nodded, his lips curling upward in a small, amused smile "I find it amusing that the Old Matou managed to stoke the embers of his pride and use it for his own ends."
"Makes for a more interesting play, I suppose." The blonde female shrugged "Still, I would have much preferred the true representative. She seems to be a more agreeable sort."
"Aren't you getting a little too involved, milady?"
"I suppose you're right." Leticia chuckled at G's teasing grin "To be the mediator of this War means I must be impartial. As such, I cannot allow my personal bias to color my judgement, though I will admit that Kotomine priest is an interesting case."
"I will not argue with that, Master." G nodded sagely.
"It is but one of the tasks assigned to me when I was sent from Alaya for this particular Grail War." Leticia continued to speak in her cheerful, refined manner as she said these next words "Speaking of which, you can come out now, Archer. No need to keep yourself in spirit form on my account."
"Heh, looks like you found me out." With a heavy sigh, Archer materialized a few paces behind Leticia. Naturally, G immediately sprang into action, calling forth his sword out of thin air. While the blade had no guard, the hilt and the base were a deep blue while the blade was clear silver.
"Back away from my mistress, Archer." The blonde spoke in a clear voice, the tone maintaining a balance between civil and hostile "I would very much wish to avoid needless bloodshed." The knight noted that while he stood at the roof's edge and they at the middle, it would be no problem for him to close the distance quickly.
"At ease, G." Leticia's clear voice rang out, losing none of it's softness as she stopped her Servant in his tracks "If Archer truly wished me harm, he would have acted while we were speaking earlier."
Seeing the reason in her logic, G reluctantly lowered his sword, but kept it out just in case.
"So I take it you were here the whole time, Archer?" Leticia giggled while she kept her back to the red-clad Counter Guardian "I did not take you for the eavesdropping type."
"To be honest, that wasn't my intention." The Counter Guardian answered back with his usual smirk "My Master told me to keep watch from up here while she and the boy work to dispel the magic circles that power the Boundary Field who, thanks to your info, I know now as Rider."
"Dear me, it seems I let slip the identity of one your enemies" She noted with an amused smile "Still, an alliance between two Masters is an efficient tactic, to be sure."
""A stupid one, if you ask me. Unfortunately, my Master's common sense tends to leave her when it comes to Emiya Shirou." Archer answered back with a displeased snort "At any rate, you're certainly not the popular foreign exchange student everyone thought you were."
"In fact, I do not remember you at all from my timeline." The Counter Guardian chose not to add, but the grave tone in which he spoke implied it. "This, along with this different Berserker and that butler of the Einzbern complicates things even further."
"You will learn the answers in due time, Counter Guardian EMIYA." Leticia responds, her dainty lips curling into an amused smile when Archer balked the moment she openly stated his true name.
"How did you...?!"
"I came into this world with the knowledge of the Masters and Servants of this Grail War. As such, I know the identities of each Master and Servant in the playing field." Leticia continued firing away "Consider my presence as a supplementary arbiter of sorts, one more impartial than that priest at Kotomine Church."
The revelation simply left Archer stunned. No witty retorts, no sarcastic comments...the lack thereof caused G to smirk at the Counter Guardian's confusion.
"Who are you?"
"As I said earlier, you will learn in due time." The french girl smiled satisfactorily "But for now, I suggest you move post haste. I sense Matou's Servant moving in on your Master as well as your past self. We can't have that now, can we?"
"Damn it!" Archer growled as he dematerialized, quickly vanishing just as he came in.
"I believe I should say that you had too much fun there, milady." G finally spoke after that discussion, finally sending away his weapon as it too disappeared.
"Well, it is certainly his fault for not acting as a Counter Guardian should." Leticia scoffed, though she did not lose her mirth "It is among the reasons I'm here, after all."
"Be that as it may, we should be off milady." The black-clad blonde spoke on as he opened the door leading into the school "It will not do for the other Servants to find us at this stage of the game."
"I suppose it won't." Leticia sighed as she began to take steps towards the stairs, only to stop in confusion.
"What is it, milady?"
"It just occurred to me now..." The girl's purple tinted orbs blinked in adorable confusion "I believe L has disappeared."
Shirou and Rin had just finished dismantling the last seal at one of the second floor classrooms before they both heard an earsplitting shriek.
"Emiya-kun!"
"I know!" Shirou roared back as he rushed downstairs, instinctively rushing ahead of Rin and all but sprinting down the stairs.
"Hey! It's dangerous to go on your own!" She called out to him while she was hot on his heels.
"This isn't the time to be worrying about that right now!" The red-head yelled back as he moved with all the strength he can muster "That scream was unusual!"
"That's exactly why it's dangerous!"
By the time they got to the first floor, they found a female student, a first year from the looks of it, collapsed on the ground. Fearing the worst, Shirou quickly knelt beside her to check her vitals.
"...Thank goodness, she's just unconscious."
"I wouldn't be so sure!" Rin appeared beside him with her trademark scowl "She's so pale! Doesn't she look like she's hollow from the inside to you?!"
Puzzled, Shirou took a closer look at the girl; as Rin said, she was indeed quite pale. Almost like a ghost even.
"What is this...?"
"This girl has had her mana...no, her life force drained." Rin clenched both her teeth and fists as she explained "If we don't do anything soon, she'll die."
"Even without external wounds?!" Shirou looked up at Rin in shock, the look on her face telling him that she wasn't kidding.
"Of course. It's only natural for someone to die if that person's empty inside, right?" The twintailed girl kept her grim visage as she reached for her pocket "Hold on, I think the gem I have with me can help."
Shirou felt himself release a sigh of relief as he watched Rin rummage though her pockets for one of her gems. As he watched her kneel down to attend to the student while he himself stood up, he was relieved that Tohsaka was his ally. He doubt that he could keep a cool head in this situation.
"Emiya-kun, could you please close the door? The wind's getting to my hair and it's annoying me!"
"You mean the emergency exit?" He noted, attending to the task as he began to ponder on one thing: Who attacked this girl? And why?
He had just noted that this emergency exit was open when he felt something black whizz past him.
"Tohsaka, watch out!"
As if almost by instinct, Shirou reacted quickly and reached his arm out as if to protect Rin. the girl in question barely having any time to turn her head.
In another lifetime, that 'something' (which happened to be a chained dagger of sorts) would impale his arm and would cause him to battle a deadly opponent in the woods back of the archery range, an experience that would nearly kill him.
However, as this Grail War has shown, even the littlest of changes can make a huge impact.
Mere seconds before the spike would make contact with the red-head's palm, a larger more muscular hand caught it inches from drawing blood, causing both him and Rin to blink in confusion.
"Honestly..." the deep baritone that echoed the corridor grunted in obvious irritation. Shirou and Rin looked up to see Archer, the red garbed Servant standing tall with his back to them, his right hand outstretched and grasping the dagger by the base.
"You two..." he growled as he flexed his arm before yanking the chain. With that powerful pull he pulled the owner, a black clad woman whose purple hair reached up to the floor, out into the open. Even if the blindfold hid the eyes beneath them, none could doubt look of confusion she had on her face right now.
"How...?"
"Are more trouble than you're worth!"
He reared his fist back as the woman closed in, then unloaded one nasty haymaker that collided with her cheek. The fierce blow was strong enough to send her crashing into a nearby wall.
"Archer!" The olive skinned Servant turned his head towards his Master whilst still facing his foe, noting that while she was certainly shaken by the attack, she was stubbornly keeping that elegant facade of hers as she finished aiding the girl "Where have you-?!"
"That's a discussion we can have later." He said in a low voice as he projected Kanshou and Byakuya, each blade resting in his grasp "For now, all I can tell you is that Servant Rider's behind the Boundary Field."
"I knew it! That no good-!"
"You can have at him when you've found him." Archer's lips managed to curl into a fond smirk, always amused whenever his Master got flustered with one thing or another. It reminded him of good times.
"Where can we find him?"
The Counter Guardian snapped out of his reverie at Shirou's query. At that same moment, the Servant known as Rider rose from the rubble, training her blind gaze towards where he was standing. As if the attack didn't faze her, she crouched on all fours like a beast ready to lunge.
"I saw him from my vantage point at the roof." Archer quickly explained as he bent his legs, bracing himself for the inevitable attack "He should be in the forests behind that shed."
Without warning, Rider dashed towards Archer in a speed that would take many off guard. Even now, Archer had been thrown slightly off-balance by her attack. Fortunately, his Eye of Mind proved true as he parried a sudden thrust of her dagger right at his side and another aimed at his temple. He took advantage of that opening and landed a kick at her gut, forcing the Servant back a few steps before she skidded to a stop.
"I'll take care of her." He declared with his usual confidence "You go find her Master!"
"Got it! Let's go, Shirou!"
He nodded, brandishing a broom he picked up from one of the classrooms like a weapon, and immediately followed Rin out the door just as Rider was going to bolt after them. However, Archer stood in her way before she got a chance to do so.
"I'm sorry, Rider." He smirked confidently as he held out Kanshou and Byakuya, ready to hold the line "But you're going to have to deal with me."
"Damn it! He should've gotten here by now!"
Shinji Matou was obviously irritated at the fact that Emiya had not shown up yet. This, of course, meant that something had gone wrong and Rider was battling Tohsaka's Archer right now.
"Stupid Rider!" He spat at the ground, his tone containing venom "Only a useless Servant like her can bungle up my plan!"
The blue, moss-haired Matou was quite livid. Not only was he seen as an incompetent by his Grandfather, but with the way things were going, he was proving old Zouken right.
"I'll show him! I'll show them all!" He rambled on, his expression one of arrogance "Ojiisan, Tohsaka, Emiya...all of them will regret looking down on me!"
"Um, am I in the middle of something?"
His arrogant smirk replaced by a look of odd surprise, he slowly turned to see a most unusual sight in this forest; a young girl, clad in purple with red eyes and long silver hair, stood with her hands folded behind her back with a most puzzled expression. The way she carelessly stood in the forest, you'd think she was a fairy of the wood.
Behind her was an imposing knight clad in a red battle dress covered in jagged armor, her features covered by a horned helm. Even now, Shinji could only guess what lay underneath that helm.
What they were doing in the forest behind the Archery Range was anyone's guess, but even a Shinji could tell that they weren't exactly what they seemed.
"If you're busy, I can come back later if you like." she added with a giggle that many would describe as childish.
"Who...are you?"
"Oh dear! Where are my manners?" The silver-haired girl giggled childishly while she gave a curtsy "My name is Ilyasviel von Einzbern, and this is my Servant Berserker."
"S-Servant?!" The Matou boy's face paled as the red clad knight gave a nod. Of course that knight would be a Servant. Why else would anyone dress like that?
"Yes. Servant." Ilya giggled, her tone rather condescending "I was expecting you to be a little smarter, Matou-san."
Shinji growled at that light jab, but quickly hid it with an arrogant smirk "So what, the Einzberns so desperate for victory, they're sending little girls to fight for them now?"
Berserker was about to step forward and put the boy in his place, only for a pale, outstretched arm to stop her from doing so.
"Master?"
"I'll handle this, Berserker." Ilya giggled at her Servant's concern, like she always does. Some times she wished that Berserker would loosen up a little, but that just the way it was.
Still, the Servant trusted her Master. That, and she was curious to see what Ilya would do next.
"Very well, Master."
The silver-haired homunculus nodded satisfactorily as Berserker backed off, giving her the floor to address the smirking Shinji Matou.
"I suppose they are, but at least I'm not so desperate as to leech a Command Spell off my adopted sister."
"What?!"
Seeing that she managed to get a rise out of the boy, Ilya continued to press on with a devilish grin on her face "You heard me, Matou-san. Your family's bloodline has grown rather dry as time passed. Out of the Three Families, the Matou are nothing but has-beens."
"Y-You-!"
"It's sad, really. That your generation would be the one where the family's Magic Circuits would die out. No wonder Zouken Matou's disappointed."
Berserker had to admit, beneath that adorable facade, her Master had quite the barbed tongue. Though the helmet hid it well, Mordred was smirking as she watched Shinji squirm where he stood while her Master was breaking him down brick by brick with that squeaky little voice of hers.
"Shut your mouth, you little bitch!" Her opponent had lost all semblance of a calm exterior, his eyes red as he screamed at the girl.
"Or what? You'll run to your grandpa?" The twinkle in her eyes glimmered even brighter as she went for the kill "I honestly don't know what's more pathetic, the fact that the Grail chose your adopted sister over you, or that Zouken Matou had to adopt from the Tohsaka in the first place!"
"Shut up..."
"In fact, if it weren't for that other Tohsaka girl, you wouldn't be able to join this war at all!" As Ilya continued to speak, Shinji was trembling in rage, clutching his Book of the False Attendant, while a pool of shadows swirled beneath him. If Ilya had noticed, she simply didn't care.
"I said shut up!"
"Such a big ego, yet with nothing to back it up. I bet you're Servant's not at her best right now." Ilya's smirked before dealing the final blow "Let me tell you this now: You'll never win the Grail War, Master of Matou. To try would be to waste everyone's time."
"SHUT UP!"
With that last straw broken, the pool of shadows sprang to life. The ink-black tendrils dove at Ilya's diminutive form, yet the Einzbern Magus did nothing to move.
"Go to hell, you silver-haired bitch!"
"Ilya!" Berserker, her voice laced with worry, was just about to dive in front of her Master when she saw a small, confident smirk on her pale features as she whipped her hand and uttered an incantation in a small, hushed voice.
"Shape ist Leben."
At command, several metal wires appeared, each making a swishing sound as they were being manipulated by prana. Within seconds, the wires merged together to form the shape of a kite shield that was just about the girl's height.
Imagine Shinji's surprise when he saw his attack crash into the shield harmlessly like a wave against the rocks.
"H-how?"
"Behold, the Einzbern Magecraft of Transmutation." Ilya began to explain with a smug grin "To simplify things for Matou-san, it allows me to shape these metals wires into any image I choose using prana. I could get more into it, but I think your brain will explode if I do that."
"Psh. Show-off." Berserker commented snidely, her arms cross as a grin formed under her helmet.
"Berserker! Please don't ruin it! I'm trying to look cool here!" Ilya answered as her cheeks puffed poutingly, something the Knight of Treachery always found adorable.
There was also a certain significance to the magic she was using. She had learned about Transmutation about five years ago, having read about it in the family's extensive library. After learning somewhere down the line that this was the magic her mother used, to say that she was thrilled would be a crushing understatement.
However, she imagined that her grandfather would be less than thrilled to know that she was learning to use the magecraft of, in his words, "a failure", she opted to train in secret.
The only people who know about this would be Sella, Leysritt, and as of recently, her Servant Berserker. Part of her regretted telling the latter; a few days after telling the knight, she and Sella somehow managed to convince the Old Man to let her further her studies as a Magus. To this day, Mordred never told her how (though she suspected that her forceful personality and the fact that she was a Servant had something to do with it.)
The rest of the two months was a personal trip to hell for the girl, but that's another story.
"I'll show you, you little-!" Shinji growled as he commanded more shadows to attack her, wave after wave crashing against the shield, but to no avail. Her defense still stood whilst the shadows at his command exhausted themselves.
"I-Impossible..."
"If you honestly expected to defeat me, then you must REALLY deluded, Matou-san. Anyway..." With a flick of her wrist, the shield undid itself and the wires formed another shape: a small, thin rapier that rested comfortably in her hands as she advanced upon the terrified Shinji with a rather terrifying smile "I have time to kill until I find Oniichan. Until then...Would you like to experience it first hand?"
"H-Help me!" Shinji squeaked as he quivered at the approach of the prepubescent girl. If anyone saw him now...
"SHINJI!"
He was just about to summon Rider when he, as well as the Einzbern Master-Servant Pair, turned to see Shirou and Rin approach, the former with a makeshift weapon in hand.
"Should I take care of them, Master?"
Ilya turned to see that Berserker had taken off Secret of Pedigree, her green eyes slowly turning red as the Madness Enhancement set in. While the red-head's actions two days ago greatly confused her, she was not going to let him have another chance to do so.
"Go ahead, Berserker." She said, her eyes and tone grim as she set her focus on the approaching pair, completely forget that she had Shinji at her mercy "Finish the job."
"Yes, Master!" The red knight growled as she strode purposely towards them, Clarent manifesting in her right hand.
"Shirou, wait!" Rin called out to the boy as he ran ahead, but the pleas fell on deaf ears. Reinforcing the broom to the best of his ability, he met Berserker's approach with a charge, wildly swinging his weapon in broad strokes in an attempt to break her defense.
To no one's surprise, Berserker barely moved an inch. She blocked and parried his blows with but one hand with little to no effort, as if she was toying with him. The moment she saw an opening, she disarmed him with one horizontal swing that had enough strength to knock him into the ground.
"Shirou!" Rin tried to run toward him, but stopped the moment Mordred was upon him. She was ill-equipped to deal with a Servant presently; True, she still had jewels, but to use them now would mean Shirou would get caught in the blast-zone. And she couldn't summon Archer, not while he was keeping Rider busy.
"Damn!" she cursed mentally "Right when I'm needed the most!"
"Agh!" he landed on his back with a thud, but before he could get up, he felt cold steel press against his neck. Looking up, he saw Berserker standing above him, looking every bit like her 'father' minus her noble grace.
"Summon her."
"What?" Shirou blinked in confusion as he continued to look up at the blonde Servant.
"Are you as deaf as you are stupid?" Berserker sneered at him with utter disdain "I said summon Saber using a Command Spell. She and I have score to settle."
"No."
The red knight was flabbergasted at his fervent answer, but that quickly turned into rage "What did you just say?!"
"I said no." Shirou answered again, the fact that she could kill him then and there not fazing him one bit "I won't make you two fight each other. You're family, after all."
"This again. Him and his nonsense" Ilya felt herself grit her teeth, clenching her fists in utter rage. How could he not know what he took from her? "Kill him now, Berserker!"
"Why must you kill your own family for the Grail?!" Shirou pressed on, the fire in his eyes burning even brighter "What wish is worth that?!"
For a moment, no one could talk. You could drop a pin and it would be heard all over the forest at that point in time.
"You talk too much..." Berserker growled, breaking the silence as she raised her sword above her head "If you won't summon Saber, then I'll present your head to her on a silver platter!"
The moment Clarent went down for the kill, two things happened: One, Rin fired off several Gandr shots at Ilya to distract Berserker, but the silver haired homunculus formed a shield around her, dispelling the attack.
Two, a black long sword clashed with Mordred's own, locking themselves in front of Shirou in struggle for supremacy.
"What?!" Berserker growled in rage as the owner of the blade, a man clad in black with his long black hair tied in a ponytail, barely budged an inch. For some reason, that sword felt very familiar to her.
"So...it is you." With that simple declaration, his eyes narrowed as he pushed Berserker back, the Servant forced a few paces away from the black knight.
"How dare you-?!"
"Now that I've found you, I can set right what went wrong." The man growled as particles of black prana manifested themselves in a swirl around him, the man known as L "I can make amends for my sins against my king."
As the man spoke, his clothes disappeared and was replaced by a suit of knight's armor as black as the night sky. As all watched in awe while day slowly turned to night, Berserker took stock of her opponent. The moment her eyes rested upon the blade once more, a chord within her was struck: She knew that sword from anywhere. It was one of two sister swords to the famed blade of Camelot's greatest king.
The grim determination on the man's face told the entire story.
"Arondight..."
"So upon my blade, I vow to fight in my king's stead." The man spoke as Shirou looked on in dumbfounded amazement, the sheer magnitude of what was occurring leaving him unable to stand for that moment "I pledge to vanquish you, Knight of Treachery, and make you pay for your crimes against the throne! Against our King!"
He lay a steely gaze upon Berserker while pointing his Noble Phantasm at her, the next words he spoke all but confirmed just who he really is.
"So swears I, Lancelot of the Lake!"
End Chapter 7
A/N: Shit just got very, very real there.
Anyways, hope you enjoyed reading the latest chapter of Clarent Blood Arthur! This one took a seriously long time to make, but now that I've finished, it's all worth it!
Saber: I, for one, am bored. He has left me out of two chapters already.
Don't worry, Saber! You're gonna appear in the next one...I think.
Saber: That's reassuring...*sarcastic*
Moving on, Now that we know who L is, it should be easy to figure out who Leticia and G are!
Saber: Then why not just tell them already?
To keep 'em guessing, Saber. A good story is all about pacing.
Saber: Then your pacing is much too slow for my liking.
Okay, okay, I get it. I'm a bit lazy at times. Well, that's all the time I have for now. Leave a review and let me know what you think of this chapter. Also, let's keep the hype train going for the F/SN remake coming soon!
Saber: And with that ends our chapter, so...Next time on Clarent Blood Arthur: A Knight's Pledge!