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The sun had risen and Marcus rides on his way to the knight academy, which laid near the North-Eastern outskirts of the city. He checks all the things he brought with him, his satchel of books and other reading materials. On the way, he contemplated his present situation in Ylisse. He glances at all the nearby carriages that seemed to carry different people of different kinds, they were all heading different directions. The caravans were heading south, the nobles were heading east and the peasants were heading north. While riding forward, he hears a woman's voice call out to him.
"Excuse me Sir Knight?"
Marcus glances to where the voice had come from, he sees a white-haired woman with a frilly blue dress and purple parasol by the roadside. She was accompanied by what looked like a servant, but the servant was dressed in a formal-looking outfit that Marcus couldn't even believe that he was a servant.
"Yes, madam?" Marcus asked, stopping by the road to address the lady.
"Do you by any chance know where the town of Nascentia lies?"
This was the first time Marcus heard of another strange name. He tries to recall all the places of Ylisse where he had been but he has never heard of this town.
"I apologize madam, I have never visited the town you mentioned."
The lady seemed to be a bit disappointed, so Marcus asked her.
"Why don't you ask the other more seasoned travelers?" Marcus asked. "I am a newcomer to Ylisstol."
"Well, you have shield that bears a cross on it, so I assumed that you were a resident of that town, even your accent matches that of Nascentia."
Marcus was interested to know more about this "Nascentia".
"Excuse me madam but do you have any item or document that carries more information about this town?"
"Why yes! I have written a guide for travelers around Ylisse. I am a diplomat after all!"
"May I see?" Marcus asked.
"Of course!"
Marcus glances at the guide booklet.
"Written by Madam Daisy of Ylisstol"
"This woman is definitely a noble…" Marcus thought while glancing at the book.
The book carried very useful tidbits about the rest of Ylisse's landmarks, Marcus badly needed this guide if he was to travel around Ylisse.
"Can I keep this? I wish to know more about this land."
"Of course! All guides to Ylisse are free! I have plenty of copies for your convenience!"
"Why are you looking for this town?"
"The Exalt has sent me to establish relations with this fortified castle-town. Ever since it seceded from Ylisse, the Exalt has been requesting them to rejoin, but the town still remains indignant, refusing to talk to "pagans"."
Marcus realized that he still had to get to the Knight Academy, he gets ready to gallop, saying.
"Excuse me madam, but I still have an appointment, so I'll be off!"
"Of course sir, I wouldn't want to keep you waiting!"
Marcus immediately gallops as he sees the view of the Academy. He saw the sign of the Noble Knight's Academy of Ylisse on the gate as he reached the gate. As he tries to enter the gate, he is stopped by a pair of guards wielding a spear.
"Oy! What's yer business 'ere?!" asked the guard.
"I have an appointment with the Headmistress of this academy!" Marcus immediately replied.
"What's yer name lad?" the guard asked.
"Marcus."
"Ah! Yes, the Headmistress is expecting you." the other guard added in. "Come right in sir, just leave your horse by the stables before entering the building."
"Thank you."
Marcus brings his horse to the stables and he puts it in the pen. He strokes Carlos' mane as he soothingly says.
"Be good okay? This stable is stockpiled with food and water. You should be fine until I get back."
The horse neighs in agreement, giving Marcus reassurance. Marcus walks back to the main entrance of the building. He looks up and down and sighs.
"Well, here goes nothing."
Marcus walks inside and takes a look around the building. It was certainly silent, it was still morning after all, so maybe classes haven't place was certainly impressive, the walls were not brick-like in nature but was smooth and white, aesthetically pleasing. The floor was wooden but the wood was well-polished. There were lines of stairs that led to the second floor, Marcus inspected further to find the stairs continued until a third and fourth floor. Marcus was amazed that this school was certainly large, but being able to provide such quality conditions for its knights, their wealth must be beyond that of England.
Marcus roams around, he decides to visit the left side of the school, he found the mess hall, but it was a LOT cleaner than the mess hall he was used to. He sees the food served, as he read the labels.
"Fresh meat, mashed potatoes, assorted fruits, freshly baked bread. These students have it easy with such good food."
Marcus decides to pay a visit to the training area of these students. He walks to the back of the school, where there was a large oval and training dummies scattered around. He saw many targets with arrows stuck onto them. He also sees an area full of tools and gear meant for sparring and training. He sees a white circle in the middle, Marcus assumed that this was for sparring and duels between students. The detail that stuck out for Marcus was the large area used for a body of water, that clearly wasn't used for drinking, as the school laid near the lake that was north of Ylisse. Marcus went back inside and decided to pay a visit to the office of the Headmistress.
Marcus follows the signs that were pointing him to the Headmistress's office. He reaches the fourth floor and sees a large door. He heads to the door and opens it, seeing a young woman in her twenties, with cyan hair and wearing glasses and a plain, beige dress. Marcus takes off his helmet just to make sure that his eyes weren't fooling him.
"What is with these weird hair colors!? Are these people even normal humans!?"
The girl looks at Marcus and gets surprised, asking.
"Er, can I help you sir?"
"Yes, I am looking for the Headmistress."
"Do you have an appointment?"
"I am here for the interview, I am applying to be a substitute instructor here."
The girl's face lightened up in delight.
"Ah! You must be Marcus then!"
"Uh.. Yes." Marcus answered awkwardly. "I assume you've heard of me?"
"Heard of you? The Headmistress and I read the recommendation letter from the Exalt! The Headmistress was practically jumping in joy when she heard you were applying!"
"Oh really? I'm flattered."
"Yeah, it really must be nice to be so heroic." she said while resting her head on her hand.
Marcus could have sworn that he heard a sigh from her. But his thoughts were interrupted by the creak of the door, revealing an old woman. The old woman had graying hair, revealing a little reddish streak, indicating that she had red hair in her youth. she smiles at him and asks.
"Are you Sir Marcus?"
Marcus immediately bows.
"Yes I am madam." Marcus replied while bowing. "I assume you are the Headmistress?"
"Yes. I am Madam Martha, the Headmistress of the Noble Knight's Academy of Ylisse and this is my secretary, Joanne."
Marcus gives the cyan haired girl a nod.
The Headmistress sat on her desk while Marcus sat across her, with Joanne not too far off. Marcus brings out a piece of paper and hands it to the Headmistress.
"This is my resumé, Madam Phila told me to prepare a list of my credentials."
"No need, the Exalt also sent me your years of experience as a soldier, so no need to submit your resumé."
Marcus was confused, the Exalt sent his credentials?
"However, I would personally like to hear it from you. Do you have any other skills we should know about?" the Headmistress asked.
"I am a decent strategist and tactician, not as good as the professionals, but I can still deliver." Marcus replied.
Joanne writes them all down in a piece of paper and hands it to the Headmistress. The Headmistress then takes out another piece of paper and looks at both.
"Okay now that we finally have finished determining and assessing your skill set, we will have to test your morality and integrity." Headmistress Martha said, gesturing Joanne to give Marcus another piece of paper. "Considering your present age, we only wish that you keep your desires in check."
"Is it okay if we ask you provoking and sexual questions?" Joanne asked meekly, hoping not to agitate or disturb Marcus. "We simply need to test if you have the integrity to qualify you for this school. See, we recently had an incident regarding our students and only want to prevent another incident."
"You may ask me, for the sake of your students."
Joanne hands him the sheet, where there were questions with a yes and no choice.
"We will give you time to answer that, think carefully of the situation and assess it to fit your moral com—"
"Done."
The Headmistress stops mid-sentence to look at him with shock. She sees that Marcus had already filled the blanks with his answer as he seemed unfazed by her shock.
"Y-you're done already?" Joanne asked, stuttering in surprise.
"Yes I am." Marcus plainly replied
The Headmistress takes the paper and reads it, and then asks.
"For the first question, "Would you lay with a beautiful woman if she invited you to her bed?". Your answer was no. Why?"
"It is a sin to have sexual intercourse before marriage, it also signifies a person's lack of discipline and patience to wait for the proper time to engage in such activities."
The Headmistress gave an impressed nod at Marcus' reasoning. Joanne was even more amazed at Marcus' cool demeanor at such a question.
"Second question, "Would you peek through a glory hole to the girl's bathing area?" Why did you answer no?"
"Peeking at women bathing is disrespectful to them and violates their right of privacy. It seeds dirty and unclean thoughts in the mind, further pushing the person into more immoral acts."
"Third one, "Would you give a good grade to a student offering free sex?"
"No. It is your job as a teacher to carry on knowledge to your students. No amount of sexual intercourse will change the flow of knowledge. There are numerous reasons why relations with your younger colleagues shouldn't be allowed."
"Fourth one, "Would you accept a student's request for romance?"
"No, a very professional but close relationship must be maintained with master and pupil. A romantic relationship will definitely interrupt the flow of knowledge."
"Fifth one, "Have you been to any area of sexual activity?"." The Headmistress said before pausing. "Wait, why did you answer Yes here? That seems rather inconsistent with your present answers."
"Yes, I have been to a place of sexual activity, a brothel to be exact."
"How frequent?"
"Almost everyday." Marcus responded. "But I was there for a very different reason."
Twelve years ago in Canterbury…
It was a stormy night in Canterbury and the brothel was empty. A woman wearing a provoking dress lounged around the bar, clearly bored. The manager wouldn't be back for another two days and appointed one of his most seasoned harlots to take care of the brothel. Since it was Sunday, there would be few customers coming in that day. She looked around and wondered.
"Gah! This place is boring without any customers to please! We can't even go to church since we would only be cast out by the righteous!"
Her thoughts were interrupted by a commotion in the kitchen. She immediately investigates, seeing a child in the kitchen, gorging himself on food from the pantry. The boy looked no older than six years old.
"Hey! What are you doing!?"
The boy was frightened and tried to run for the window. But he slips and falls over, leaving him vulnerable. He crawls to the corner frantically and huddled himself in fear. He muttered as he shook in fear.
"P-please don't tell the g-guards…" the boy begged while whimpering.
"What were you doing here?"
"I-I only needed food…" the boy weakly replied. "I was s-so hungry…"
The woman sighed, this boy looked too pitiful to even shout at. The boy then walks to the nearby back door and says.
"I-I can leave if y-you want."
"Wait, where are your parents?"
"The bad men took them…"
"Where is your house?"
"I have no home…"
"Where do you sleep?"
"I-I sleep in the streets."
"How do you eat?" she asked worriedly.
"I s-steal from the shopkeepers and I-I also kill rabbits."
The woman felt so sorry for the young boy. He had to work just to survive. Risking his life by stealing and hunting in the cruel world. Her thoughts were interrupted by the door opening, as she saw the boy almost walk outside.
"Wait!" the woman shouts.
The boy closes the door and stares at her, his childlike glance breaking the woman's heart. The woman saw that under the boy's dirty exterior was still an innocent child who was in need.
"Why don't you stay with us for awhile?"
"B-but I stole your food." the boy replied weakly. "Won't you get mad?"
"No, no. It's okay, in fact, I'll let you eat and sleep here if you don't steal anymore."
The boy's eyes immediately brightened at this, his look of complete joy had softened the woman's heart.
"T-thank you!"
The boy immediately hugs in the woman in joy.
"W-what should I call you?"
The woman blushed at this, flustered at the little boy's adorableness.
"Call me Margo, I am your sister for now."
"Yes Sister Margo!"
"What is your name little one?"
"Marcus!"
"Is there something you wish to tell us?"
"I was separated from my parents at an early age, from there I was adopted and cared for by the bar girls in the brothel."
The Headmistress Martha and Joanne were shocked by this. The normal view of brothels was rather lowly and the girls there, even more so.
"What did you learn there?"
"I learned basic academic skills there, reading and writing, and social skills. It turns out that some of the girls there were also well-versed in scholarly matters. But all my years, I learned one thing, to respect the dignity of women, even if they are weaker and more vulnerable. The bar girls were like family to me and I respected them as women, that was a lesson that stuck with me for my whole life."
The Headmistress and Joanne were impressed by Marcus' background, his courtly manners were certainly deep-rooted and he was sincere in his speech. They exchanged a glance and nodded at this.
"Well Marcus, your skill set and morality are exceptional, something that we haven't seen for a long time. And for that, we applaud you for maintaining such class. Welcome to the Academy."
Marcus kept his cool, bowing down saying.
"Thank you so much for this madam, I will not disappoint you."
The Headmistress then hands Marcus a necklace, with a symbol that resembled the one Marcus saw at the Academy front gate.
"You are now officially part of the Academy." Headmistress Martha announced. "However, I would still like to discuss some more things with you."
"Like what?"
"I can tell that you come from a society much, much, more conservative than ours. That is what the Exalt informed me in her recommendation letter."
"So what is the problem?"
"I only request that you discipline the students according to our standards. Please do not punish outright those who have done acts that may be wrong in your society. Please understand that our students have a far different upbringing and view compared to that of your society, are we clear?"
"Yes."
"Okay, do note that duels are forbidden on-campus, so please do enforce this rule when necessary."
The Headmistress takes a moment to breathe.
"I think classes are about to start now, you won't be needed to teach today, however, Joanne here will introduce you to your colleagues and fellow teachers within the school."
"Yes madam."
Marcus stood up and felt a tug on his clothes as he saw Joanne gesture him to follow her. Marcus walks around the halls, from there, he could see the students walk out of their dorms, in their uniforms. He sees the uniforms of the girls and is somewhat appalled by the shortness of the skirt. He also sees them wear a buttoned shirt with a some sort of vest on it. This was a bit alarming, he taps Joanne on the shoulder and asks.
"Why are your students wearing such an attire? Aren't you supposed to train them to wear heavy armor as future knights?"
"Well, it used to be that all our students would wear armor the whole day at the Academy. But due to the introduction of some less physical subjects like Literature, Economics and Tactics, we had to squeeze in an attire for non-physical training."
"Where do these students come from?"
"Depends, most of them are from noble families, who have the funds to support their children while others are people who earned a free education, otherwise known as a scholarship."
"Okay… But are these students still taught in combat?"
"Of course! Half of the curriculum covers the use of bows, swords, spears and axes. Tomes and other magical items are taught in other institutions."
Marcus and Joanne reach the doorway that read "Teacher's Lounge", Joanne opens the door and Marcus sees his colleagues for the first time. He could spot a man looking about forty years, wearing shiny blue armor. He could spot a mature-looking blonde wearing silver colored armor. And finally, Marcus could spot another redhead woman wearing goldish armor. The blue armored man notices Joanne and say.
"Joanne! How are you doing? Who is this?"
"This is Marcus, our newest addition to the faculty."
The man extends a handshake, which Marcus politely returned.
"Marcus eh? I'm Drake, nice to meet ya." he said casually.
"Pleasure's all mine."
The blonde woman stepped forward and extended her hand.
"My name is Rhine, nice to meet you!" she said with a calm smile.
"Nice to meet you Rhine. You certainly seem to be the most mature here!" Marcus praised, admiring her demeanor.
"Try talking to her while she's drunk." said the redhead in the back, mischievously looking at Rhine.
"Reyna! Don't say that in front of the new guy!" Rhine said while blushing.
Reyna stepped froward and put her hand on Marcus' shoulder.
"Well, you heard my name already, nice to meet you Marcus."
"Likewise."
Marcus took a moment to get used to his fellow teachers. Drake looked about forty, with very long black hair, and a goatee to add. Rhine had a flowery hairdo with a messy finish. Reyna had unkept hair that was a bit spiky. He then asks.
"What do you people teach?"
"Sir Drake here is the main combat instructor and gear expert. He was the son of a knight that served in the Ylissean-Plegian war. Madam Rhine teaches Literature while Madam Reyna teaches Economics." Joanne added in.
"So where would I fit in?" Marcus wondered, he didn't know what he had to teach.
"Well, after judging from your resumé, you are very familiar with troop formations and combat roles in the battlefield, so we will assign you to Combat and Tactics instructor."
Marcus then decides to get to know his colleagues.
"So Drake, are you from nobility?" Marcus asked.
"Me? Technically. I ran away from home because I grew tired of the easy life of nobles. I renounced my lineage and wanted to build my own life with my own work."
Marcus nodded, he was certainly impressed by this man's desire of independence and hard work, he has certainly earned his respect.
"How about you Rhine?"
"I was a common girl who was taken under the Headmistress' wing, I learned many things from her and I decided to stay here as a teacher."
"Reyna?"
"Bah, my old man threw me in here to teach me responsibility and hard work. Turns out, working here was way more fun than staying at the mansion."
A large bell rang, which caused the teachers to get their things ready.
"Anyway, it was nice to meet you Marcus, but we have to attend our classes, teaching staff is pretty low these days, so we have to work hard to teach our students." Drake said.
"Are you sure that you don't need my help? I can help you teach."
"No, no it's fine, just take a walk around the school, get used to the atmosphere. You'll be teaching here soon so just take it all in." Rhine added in
"Well, if you say so."
The teachers leave the room, leaving Marcus and Joanne in the faculty room.
Joanne then goes to the door and before she leaves, she bows.
"Thank you for giving us your time, you are free to roam the camps and make any judgments and observations. I will be returning to the office. Is there anything else you need?"
Marcus wondered about it and then it hit him. He was going to teach troop formations and tactics, he badly needed to brush up on his skills in strategizing and fighting. And for that, he would need an empty room full of items that would enrich his knowledge for the lecture. His only items at present were his history books and map.
"Can I have my own room for studying? I badly need to brush up on some of my skills."
"Of course! We have an empty room that contains a bulletin board and a table."
"That's perfect, can I also borrow some of your books from your library?"
"Definitely! All faculty members have access to the library's archives."
"Okay, that's it for now, could you point me to the room?"
"The room is in the third floor, look for the room that reads "Meditation Room", there you will find your desired studying area."
"Okay, thank you so much."
"Don't mention it." Joanne replied, before leaving the room.
Marcus decides on his next course of action, he goes down one floor, he looks around for any signs of people, but then thinks that all the students must be in class. He quietly looks for the Meditation Room to prepare his materials. He finds the room and enters it slowly.
From afar, a certain rose-haired student sees him enter the room, but shrugs it off and goes back to class.
Marcus prepares all his books and belongings for his lecture. As he begins to pin his notes and pages on the board, he thinks to himself.
"Okay… Strategy and combat, I need to brush up on those too. But how can I practice on such short notice?"
Marcus then sees his books and some leftover chess pieces.
"Wait, I don't need to practice. I need to review!"
Marcus then opens a bunch of books, reading up on all the battles that came before him.
"The flanking maneuvers at Marathon, the effective chokepoint at Thermopylae, the ingenious feigned flight tactic at Hastings, the unbreakable line at Tours."
Marcus grimaced as he remembered the next decisive battle.
"The ambush at Hattin."
Marcus immediately took notes of the troop movements and formations, he posts them on the board. He also rips out some artist's renditions of the troop formations and combat strategies. He draws the campaign movements of many military campaigns before his time. And before he knew it, his bulletin board was already loaded with notes and pictures. Marcus stares up the wall in satisfaction, but his satisfaction is quickly replaced with hunger, as he hears his stomach growl.
"Whoah, is it lunch already? I better get the lunch that Mikah prepared for me."
Marcus, pleased with himself, leaves all his belongings inside the room as he went to the mess hall to enjoy his lunch. He leaves his helmet on the table, thinking that he would not need it soon.
As soon as Marcus reaches the mess hall, he decides to occupy a lone table for himself. He opens his lunch to see a piece of beef, that looked roasted, it had spice and seasonings and it smelled heavenly. As a side dish, Marcus had a fresh piece of bread with some vegetables on it. The smell was addicting, this food smelled even better than most food that he has eaten.
"My goodness, Mikah must have put a lot of effort into making this. I should thank her later."
Marcus chows down on his food, but then overhears a conversation by the staff.
"Did you hear about Themis?"
"What happened?"
"Plegian bastards raided it and kidnapped the Duke's daughter!"
"No way! That's an act of war!"
"I know right? The Exalt is to travel to the border tomorrow for negotiations, accompanied by the Pegasus Knights and the Shepherds."
"You seem to know a lot about this."
"My friend works as a maid at the palace, she told me that she heard everything."
Marcus was shocked to find out that the Shepherds would have to move out again on such short notice. Hagen and the others would most certainly have to join them in their rescue mission. But all his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a bell, signifying the start of lunch. Marcus quickly finishes his lunch and walks outside to the training area. He decides to pass the time by practicing his sword and shield as he takes out his boredom on the dummies. He then hears some commotion from the other side but does not bother to look, that is until he sees Rhine running away from the source.
"Rhine! What's happening?"
"There's a duel between students! I can't pacify the students! I'm going to go get help!"
Marcus then goes to the sound of the commotion where he sees mostly female students gather. He peeks in to see the two girls fight, one wielding a broadsword and the other wielding a scimitar. He sees them intensely fight as they savagely tried to hit each other. Marcus saw that that the one wielding the broadsword had short, curled, purple hair that barely reached her shoulders. While the other one had a hair that was bouncy, curled hair that reached not too far down her shoulders, she also had green eyes.
"You will pay for humiliating me in front of those boys, Haru!"
"It's not my fault that they know me!" the girl named Haru retaliated.
Haru, wielding her scimitar, seemed to have the upper hand as she had her opponent on the ropes. Haru kicks back her opponent and they briefly stare down for awhile. Marcus needed to get pushes through the crowd and rushes in between the two combatants. He holds his shield and sword up and gets in between just in time.
The girls look in shock to see that their attacks had been blocked by some tall stranger in armor.
"Who the hell are you!?"
Marcus' gave them a cold look while he blocked.
"Dueling is forbidden."
Marcus then knocks both back.
"Please return to your classes, I only wish for this not to escalate into more violence."
The purple haired still seemed pretty pissed, as she charged back in.
"Like hell!"
She tries to slash down on him, but he blocks with his shield and kicks her shin, causing her to lose balance. Marcus strikes her but she blocks but she is put in a corner as she couldn't even hit him. Marcus was close to defeating her but then was interrupted by another slash coming from Haru.
"You do not interrupt duels like that stranger!"
Marcus blocks the strike and begins to try a coordinate between blocking and exchanging hits with the two girls. He ducks from a swipe by one girl and then blocks another strike by Haru. He then knocks her down and takes her scimitar. He throws it aside and goes to deal with the other student.
The student tries to swipe at him, but he dodges at disarms her with the special technique that Chrom used. He then bashes her body with his shield, light enough to not injure her but forceful enough to knock her down. He looks down on the girl and says.
"Stay down."
Marcus is the interrupted by an attack by Haru, swiping at him, with Marcus barely dodging it. Marcus then had to keep dodging all of Haru's strikes, before he finally blocks her next strike and puts his sword to her neck.
"Drop your weapon."
Haru complies and surrenders her weapon, just in time, as the other teachers arrive to calm the situation. Drake finally appears and asks.
"Sir Marcus! What just happened here?"
Marcus sighed as he sheathed his sword.
"To be honest, I don't know either."
Marcus sighed as he left the office, he hears the bell ring and realizes that it is already dismissal for the students.
"Christ, they kept me there for nearly two hours. I probably should have waited for the other teachers."
Marcus decides to head back to the Meditation Room, where he left all his notes on strategy. He nearly opens the door but then hears a sound from the other side.
"Oh! I saw this tactics book for sale last week! I couldn't even afford it! And are those troop movements? How could anyone get their hands on such amazing information. Oh my gods, is that the 6th edition to the Encyclopedia of Military Units? I thought they stopped selling it! Ooh! What's this, Tetsudo formation? I never head of that before! Hammer and anvil, Phalanx, these notes are wonderful! Who could possibly have access to such wonderful and amazing information."
Marcus opens the door to see a rose-haired girl analyzing Marcus' map of Europe, where he had drawn the troop movements of different militaries. The rose-haired girl had rose colored eyes and had shoulder-length hair, with her bangs not completely swept and some remained on her forehead. She had a distinctive cyan hair tie that was used to tie a noticeable ponytail on the left side of her head.
The girl looks completely shocked to see Marcus, Marcus asks.
"What were you doing here?"
The girl, immediately scared, runs out the door, with Marcus trying to at least grab her attention. Marcus tries to grab hold of her but she successfully escapes. He tries to grab her again, but she violently breaks free and runs off. She dropped something while running and Marcus came to pick it up.
"This must be her name tag, let me see…"
The tag read, "Aoi Hyrose"
"I'll remember that name if I see her again."
From afar, Haru had witnessed everything, and though it may seem innocent in Marcus' eyes. Emotion clouds judgement and makes a paper cut look like a knife wound. And after getting scolded by her teachers, Haru is not in a good mood.
Good luck Marcus.
Emmeryn stays up in the library, reading through the books, but is interrupted by Phila, who came in asking.
"Milady, what are you doing up so late? You must save your energy for the march tomorrow"
"I'm fine Phila. I'm just revisiting some of our old history. I think I may have found a connection between Marcus and some other event in history."
"If I may, what is this connection you have found?"
Emmeryn then read form the book, saying.
"Twenty five years ago, during the height of the Ylissean-Plegian war, a man came to a castle-town under siege by Plegians. The man named himself Veraaden, and promised to wipe the Plegian threat, if they all converted to his religion. Out of desperation, the people complied, and the Plegians were slaughtered by some unseen force. When the townspeople saw Veraaden personally execute the Plegian leader, they asked him to lead them, causing the castle-town to withdraw from Ylisse and become independent, naming itself Nascentia."
"Yes madam, I am well aware of the history behind our lost territory, but where does Marcus fit into this?"
"Veraaden was the founder of the "Cult of the Holy Cross" a religion that follows in the footsteps of the apparition caused by the Wooden Cross artifact. And the name of the apparition gave to itself was "Jesus Christ"."
"The same name as Christianity's Savior…" Phila realized. "But what does this all mean milady?"
"I'm saying that Veraaden and Marcus both come from the same place, they are both from Europe."
*GASP* So many OCs, this is merely a filler chapter, but I hope it entertained you. Next chapter will cover the Shepherds and Danes in action, plus a little Scottish addition to the team.
I've been trying to be more interactive with my readers, so I came up with a question system where if the person correctly answers the question, he or she gets a prize from the following:
OC cameo - Your OC will be featured in the following chapter (Please send description)
Honorable Mention - I will name you as the winner in the next chapter
Special Chapter - If you love a certain character, then I'll make a special chapter dedicated to that character (OCs only, no Fire Emblem character)
I will PM you if you get the right answer
But for now, here is another set of questions.
1. This Knight Academy scenario was actually inspired from a certain manga I read, name the manga and you win all three of the prizes
2. Why is the independent town called Nascentia? What is its etymology?
Anyway, I hope you put up with so many characters, because this filler arc will accompany the main story for quite some time.