Bab 2: [Lancelot]
Lancelot was stumped and had no idea how to solve this situation. This happens more often than not, as although he was one of the finest Knights of the Round Table, he wasn't exactly the sharpest tool in the shed.
Though Lancelot doubted that even Bedivere could find the answer to the reason as to why he was currently in the body of a child.
He wasn't a Pseudo-Servant; he wasn't so weak or so strong that he would require a human catalyst. He didn't become a Demi-Servant, as Lancelot himself was the dominant personality, not the body itself.
Looking through the memories of the host body, Lancelot discovered that his host, Natsuki Subaru, was from Japan, a country on Earth. Yet, the surroundings did not match the images that were found in his mind.
In fact, the place reminded him of Camelot more than anything, which stung him in a way. Perhaps Alaya had sent him to an adjacent world that was still in the age of gods? Though Lancelot could not figure out for the life of him why he was stuck in such a weak body.
Not wanting to draw attention to himself, Lancelot left the area of the fountain, feeling out of place in his new body. He needed to find the reason why Alaya had summoned him and waiting around wasn't going to solve the problem.
Lancelot strolled through the streets, listening to the various conversations to find information on his current location. This wasn't the first time that Lancelot had gone undercover in another nation, so doing such a thing was normal for him.
Through this, Lancelot was able to find out all sorts of information. It turned out that he was in the Dragon Kingdom of Lugnica, which was currently in the process of holding the Royal Selection, to choose a Dragon Maiden to inherit the throne.
Lancelot almost choked when he heard that, as it was obvious that Alaya was playing a prank on him. A dragon maiden as a ruler? Wasn't that basically the same as his own liege, King Arthur?
Lancelot shook his head as he sat down in an alleyway. Although Lancelot wanted to do more, his body needed a chance to rest. He hadn't eaten anything in a while, and a human body required sustenance.
Well, his current body was not that bad. The body of Natsuki Subaru was fit for someone of his age, and even had a foundation for swordsmanship. As far as bodies go, it wasn't half bad. Still, it was nowhere close to his old body, as a human or a Heroic Spirit.
Lancelot's thought process was interrupted by the sound of footsteps, as three people emerged from the darkness of the alleyway with grins on their faces.
A white-haired man proceeded to grab Lancelot by the collar and pull him from the ground.
"If you don't want to get hurt, cough up whatever you got!"
Lancelot was not impressed, and instead of rolling over, he proceeded to break the man's arm. The crook screamed as his arm fell into a limp, clearly not expecting the wimpy looking kid to fight back.
He took advantage of their surprise to knock all three of them out in quick succession with a single chop to the neck. The three thieves slumped onto the ground like a puppet with cut strings.
Lancelot then proceeded to take whatever they had on their body. Normally, his pride as a knight would not allow this, but looting the enemy was a common practice and the victims were criminals in their own right. In truth, the Camelot Singularity had made his morals a tad bit loose, as his previous self would abhor such an action.
While looting the crooks, Lancelot was surprised by a small girl who was sprinting through the alleyway.
"Out of my way!"
His pupils dilated as he saw how easily the girl jumped from the walls of the alley onto a nearby rooftop. Was that a spell? No, to Lancelot, it looked like some sort of Divine Protection, similar to his Protection of the Spirits.
He wondered what would cause such a person to be in a rush, but then shook his head. He had other things to do, and now that he had the local currency and a pair of daggers, he was ready begin his exploration.
"Stop now, and I'll let this slide. So just graciously return what you stole."
Lancelot groaned as he was interrupted for the third time, before turning around to look at the speaker. The person who spoke was a white-haired girl with green eyes, and Lancelot had to admit that she was a beauty. Though that fact that she looked young put her out of his strike zone.
"If you're looking for a thief, fair maiden, then she has already headed in that direction. Though you will find it hard to catch her as it seems that she is moving through rooftops." Lancelot answered, not finding it in himself to be rude to a lady.
The girl blushed but retained a calm look on her face. Like King Arthur during dinner time.
"Anyway, it seems that you are telling the truth. But how am I going to find her now?"
Lancelot had to use all his will power to look away. He had more important things to do, he certainly couldn't....
"Since a lady such as yourself is in distress, how about I lend my assistance? It would help increase the radius of the search."
In the end, Lancelot couldn't help himself, and lent his help to her. He just couldn't just not assist a lady in need. This was always a topic of mockery for him, as he was often tricked by Morgan into lending his aid for her cause using her identity. He couldn't help that he was raised in such a way, as he was taught the knightly ways by Vivienne ever since he was a child.
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