Location: Demon Country

Seated on the throne in the main hall of the palace in the capital of the Demon Country, facing two individuals, Artoria was immersed in silence, along with the other two who watched her quietly, expectant of what she would say or why she had called them there. Not more than two hours ago, everything was completely fine in the palace, but suddenly, the atmosphere turned cold and icy for those passing near the throne room. Although for the people in the room with Artoria, it was unsettling to see the ruler so silent, as she was not usually so reserved.

Artoria, on her part, was quite pensive about what had happened some time ago when she exchanged words with the previous ruler of the country before she assumed the position. The previous ruler had two unique abilities that made her special in her country: she could seal demons, which she had been training to do her whole life, and the second was to predict someone's death. This second gift was a defense mechanism to protect the priestess; her power allowed her spirit to go back in time to the moment of her death, allowing her to avoid her own death by making someone else die in her place, as strange as it may seem.

With such peculiar abilities, the priestess Shion had dazzled before her eyes, seeing the favored son of Artoria die at the hands of someone she couldn't see, only witnessing how Naruto's helmet, which protected him, was completely destroyed, revealing his face, with a look of shock, seeing his killer directly with blood dripping from the left side of his lip down to his chin.

The image was etched in her mind as if it were a freshly committed act by those same people. She didn't dwell too much on her surprise, going directly to Artoria and informing her of what she had seen in her vision. Artoria's behavior changed at that moment, becoming serious without any expression upon hearing the news that apparently her son would die at the hands of an unknown person, something she hadn't expected that day. Her mood had deteriorated considerably, turning into that of a person willing to kill anyone who stood in her way, something she only showed when she was on the battlefield in Britain, fighting against the barbarians besieging her people.

Although now everything was different because her people were not in danger, it was her heir, someone for whom she herself would start a war because in this new opportunity she had been given, since she had found him, she had made it her goal not to make the same mistakes with him.

For the present individuals who still saw Artoria in silence, one of them decided to break the silence because it was a nuisance for her to be in the shadows not knowing what was going on. As a person with big ambitions and a penchant for investigation, she preferred to have information, even if by force or in an unorthodox way. With long blonde hair like her sister Arturia, she wore a black dress with light blue details that hugged her body, revealing her abdomen, and wore a crown with a black veil that hid her face. It was Morgan le Fay herself who was one of the two people in front of Artoria. Beside her was Artoria's adoptive brother with whom she grew up in her early years, Kay.

Morgan: "So, will you finally tell us why you have such a stoic expression? That used to be normal in the past, but now it's rare."

Artoria: "The priestess said that my heir would die at the hands of an unknown person..."

Upon hearing this news, silence once again reigned in the hall as the two present were not expecting that news, as they were unfamiliar with death, surrounded for the most part by life. Therefore, they knew what to say because it was known to all since their arrival that their first priority in that place was the care and training of Artoria's favored son.

Since each of them arrived in the Demon Country until Morgan's own moment, each one knew who Artoria had in such high regard, recognizing him at first sight as the knight of betrayal, Mordred, or as he called himself in that place, Naruto. The fourteen-year-old boy they came to know proved not to be what they knew from the past; what they saw as the new version of Mordred, although weaker than he was in Britain, was less impulsive than the knight of betrayal. He had his arrogance in some aspects but was compensated with great prodigious ability in learning when they trained him.

Even Morgan recognized that the new version of her son was better than the previous one; although weaker, he compensated for it with his prodigious ability to learn what they taught him. But if something everyone knew, even Artoria, was that by Shinobi standards, Naruto would be among the strongest of his classification in the bingo book, staying a few steps below some jinchuriki but being able to keep up with the strongest if he had a good strategy. But speaking of themselves, it was clear that Naruto was still out of their league because he lacked experience along with power to be in their same classification.

Not long ago, Morgan had planted the theory that just as they appeared there, other servants could have appeared elsewhere, so they had to be careful not to be attacked by someone who could actually pose a problem. However, as the years passed, the theory Morgan proposed was deliberately set aside, but now, with the news they were being given, it returned to their minds as a possibility of what could happen.

Morgan: "I see. If that's the case, what do you plan to do?"

Artoria: "Send someone to find him. It's quite clear."

Morgan: "If that's the case, who will you send?"

Kay: "Artoria, if you permit me, I will go to find him with the help of Gareth and Gawain."

Morgan: "Why take those two with you, knowing they're scatterbrains when they're together?"

Kay: "They may be, but they complement each other well in battle. And if there's any servant reincarnated involved in the priestess's vision, we can quickly fight him."

Artoria: "I see where you're going. Very well, take them, and if there's any servant involved, disable or eliminate them."

Nodding at Artoria's approval, Kay turned around to go find his nephew with the help of his half-brother, knowing how beloved Naruto was among his siblings. He would have to do it quietly because otherwise, he would have all his half-brothers bothering him to let them go with him.

With Naruto -

Naruto lunged forward at his opponent, who stood still, watching him intently, expecting his attack. He approached close enough with his sword ready to strike, but without seeing it, a kick impacted his face, sending them both flying to the right, having to apply force on his feet to avoid crashing into something. He stopped his momentum with effort, looking again at his opponent, preparing to launch himself again, but before he could, some kind of bandages managed to tie his right arm, quickly moving down his legs, unbalancing him and bringing him directly to his opponent at a high speed, preventing him from putting his sword up as a block.

Forcing his body at the last moment in the air, he twisted to the right, causing his opponent's sword instead of splitting him in half only to damage his right arm from the shoulder to the bottom where it connected to his body. He would have to lose it for now, or else it would have been split in two.

He tried to get up to get a better position for the bandages that were coming out of the ground where he was, apparently connected to his opponent, like some kind of technique, like the shadow possession of the Nara clan, except these were coming out of the ground instead of his opponent's shadow, who was still standing still, not moving much. Meanwhile, the bandages had his right arm immobilized, having him kneeling on the ground while his other arm was raised up, also held by the bandages, wanting to twist it back to incapacitate him.

In just under three movements, his opponent had him on his knees with a wound on his arm, which was being opened by the force being exerted on his arm to avoid having his face slammed into the ground. A quick analysis of his situation made it clear that he was screwed if he didn't do something quickly. His opponent in front of him, if anything, made it clear in those few seconds that he was not a shinobi or even a thug on the ground, leaving him only to realize that he was a reincarnated servant like his family, which left him at a disadvantage because he didn't have the level to face a reincarnated servant with all his power.

He had a card up his sleeve, but if he used it, he would only have five before running out of energy or, worse, dead from burning his magic circuit because he would overload his body by using Clarent, described as "more dazzling than any silver," it was a gleaming blade of silver-white adorned with splendid decorations, which acted as a symbol of royalty denoting the right to succession to the throne. It was a sword that had a value equal to or greater than [?], which amplifies the king's authority, his "royal aura." This increases the owner's physical parameters in a range and grants an increase in the range of the ability.

With all that, it was clear that if he survived after using it, his body would have a high price to pay as it was not used to such pressures, adding that his body was also damaged, but it was better than ending up dead at the hands of his opponent, who said nothing until he began to get closer, cutting the distance significantly, something he took advantage of to activate his card up his sleeve, feeling the increase in strength in his body. He took advantage of the distance advantage to jump high enough to kick his opponent with his right leg, sending him flying. The concentration in the bandages was lost, freeing him, using them as an impulse, he threw himself against his opponent who was recovering from his previous blow, stopping with his feet to stand firm to not fall.

He took advantage of that, like when he brought him to that area, to take him, facing him, for a moment, he quickly changed the energy circulation in his body to his feet to make a chakra-empowered jump, doing a 360-degree turn to throw his opponent with the momentum to some rocks nearby, smashing them and causing several rocks to break due to the impact. Not stopping there, he went again, positioning himself behind him, with both hands pressed against the ground, he kicked him, sending him into the air, quickly going against him to not let him breathe.

But before he could launch another attack, he was already waiting for him with his sword charged with energy, making him put his arms in an X to receive the attack point-blank, crashing against him at close range, crashing him to the ground at high speed, destroying his forearms along with part of his legs that couldn't withstand the impact. He watched as his opponent in front of him lined up his sights, raising his sword in his direction, inviting him to continue the fight, something that brought a smile to his face because of the excitement of the battle. Even in his state, his body boiled with the battle, so if he wanted the battle to get more exciting, he would have to give it his all despite the consequences he would pay later.

Alter: "Excalibur Morgan"

And end of the chapter.