下載應用程式
49.53% Story: Fate/ Against Fight / Chapter 52: Chapter 52: First meeting with Einar; Bedivere's embarrassment

章節 52: Chapter 52: First meeting with Einar; Bedivere's embarrassment

(3rd person's POV)

"Well, then I guess it is my turn…" Bedivere said and caught another healthy fish. His luck was greatest among them if not strength.

"I am sure if you all have heard the saying weakness is a sin but being cute- I-I mean good looking is just worst if the one helping you is someone like Sir Einar. My story goes like this…"

(Bedivere's POV)

My origins came from the sister island of British Island Ireland. My parents named me Bedivere after War God of the Celts, Bedwyr. After the climatic destruction of that island, we have to immigrate here so we end up becoming knights.

Although my name suggested someone with incredible strength and charisma of war, my potential was nothing like that. I was slender looking and somewhat girlish both with facial expressions and voice. I had great skills with the sword but all that matters among them, is the powerful force that you put behind that blade.

I have little to no mana and even if I was fast, I was no match to knights who were using mana to increase their power so I had no chance to claim victory.

I was trashed out by knights in training, mostly used as a porter for the expedition, and then being teased by both men and women in the bar.

Even I sometimes cried in secret for being weak but I never stopped in my belief and was hoping for a time to come.

And that time soon arrived when prophesized King Arthur with his party arrived in the castle and requested a sparing competition between knights to choose strongest and wisest to enter Knights of the Round Table.

I was determined to try my luck but I knew that what would gonna happen to me.

And that's what happened; I was utterly humiliated and was played by a knight before being completely trashed by him.

Laughing on weak knight was very usual and I was used to it.

I was about to leave knighthood when two individuals approach me. They were King Arthur and Sir Einar.

King Arthur was as Gawain described, elegant and refined like a king but Sir Einar was also kind. He immediately started casting healing spells when I was laughed at and mocked by everyone.

"P-please… I am unworthy of your attention…" I didn't even dare to look at them.

"Why is that? I think you are the most suitable person to enter the round table. What do you think, Arthur?"

"I think so too. Knight is one who has an iron will regardless of what kind of strength you have."

It was unbelievable to hear such praises for someone like me.

At that moment, they both appeared like angels in my eyes sent by God to help me.

"I object! How can this weakling enter round table?!" It was the knight who bullied me most. His name was Rugal, the strongest knight among our peers. He was big and had incredible strength.

"Oh yeah? I believe Bedivere strongest here though." Sir Einar was still thinking that I should enter the round table.

He was fuming with obvious lies but didn't dare to raise his sword on Sir Einar.

Sir Einar and King Arthur already showed their strength by defeating knights who wanted to question their strength. King Arthur showed such dignified swordplay and defeated every knight with his head high while Sir Einar trashed anyone without even moving an inch. It is still unknown where those knights who challenged Sir Einar are.

"How about a bet? I will train Bedivere for three months and then I will hold a spar between you and him and whoever wins will enter the round table."

"Then it's a deal and loser will lose his title as a knight."

Then King Arthur also confirmed the bet as a witness and I end up as the squire of Sir Einar without anyone asking my opinion.

"Sir Einar… T-thank you…" I was embarrassed to show this kind of expression and then being teased but it never came instead I heft a soft hand on my head.

"Don't worry. Whenever I make a commitment; I will make it come true."

"B-but I don't have mana like other knights…"

"Doesn't really matter. Human will set foot on the moon without any kind of mana in future."

He revealed his rumored prophesy. I was happy that there was someone who cares for me but the next moment, that care became my most embarrassing moments.

"T-then… what kind of training are we going to do?"

"pushups, sit-ups, and plenty of juice." He said then took out an unusual maid dress. "But first put this on."

"B-b-but this is for w-woman…!" I was embarrassed to even put that short dress on. It would surely destroy a little bit of dignity still left in me!

"And your point is?"

"…"

"Look Mr. Bedivere, the first part of your training is to optimize your dominant skills. Why do you think I became this strong even after having such a charming face and handsome figure?" He said and posed like a price.

I was gonna called him a kid but I remember knights who went missing after even talking about his height.

Since it was useless to argue with the knight of the round table so I just wore it.

I was so embarrassed to wear such clothes but he didn't mind and praised me for looking beautiful. I was about to tell him that I am still straight but he stated that he loves a girl. It was hard to imagine him famous Sir Einar interested in girls since every girl who approaches him end up being punched with his secret move, [Be Gone Thot!].

So it was believed that Sir Einar was gay since he was only closer with King Arthur and Sir Kay.

"Then you will be called Bibi-chan from now on. I will teach you how to act moe-moe."

"Eh? Ehhh?!"

And for the whole month, I did nothing but act like a cute maid and become popular in the castle. My dignity as a man reduced to ashes.

He only taught me weird stuff like how to draw something on an egg omelet with ketchup, how to act like a bunny girl in a casino, and how to charm others whether male or females with my charms.

I soon understand that I was just being used for Sir Einar's weird kinks. It was even worse than being bullied by other knights.

"Sir Einar, it has been a month. When are you gonna teach me anything?" I decided to confront him. It was a death way but the man inside me was already dead so I had nothing to lose.

"Hah, you are right. Then Bedivere, are you ready for my inhuman training?"

"I am, Sir Einar!" I nodded with determination.

What comes after that was what made me the knight of the round table. Every day, I have to do 100 Pushups, 100 Sit-Ups, 100 Squats, and a 10KM Run. After this bone-breaking workout comes training with a sword. Sir Arthur himself helped me in that aspect.

I didn't have any mana so my only choice was to forge my swords skills and strike my opponent's critical points.

It was that time my admiration for Sir Einar and King Arthur increased.

Soon the day arrived my battle with Rugal.

"Pff hahaha, look at that weakling, wearing girlish frock!"

"Hey pretty lady, wanna have some good time with me after this match?!"

"Oi, are you gay?"

"No, I am a B. He fulfills all my fetishes, hahaha!"

Knights were mocking me since I was indeed wearing a beautiful frock in the duel.

Rugal, Sir Kay who was the referee, and even Sir Einar who made me wear this, were also chuckling. Well, my pride as a man was already gone so all those mocks went ahead of me and I was more focused to defeat Rugal.

Match soon began. I immediately went offensive with incredible speed shocking everyone. Rugal also didn't underestimate me and replied to my attacks with equal strength but he was the man with rich experience and inhuman strength so before I could deliver a finishing blow, he slashed his sword and blew me away.

"Hahaha, do you think just training for few months will make you strong?!" Rugal was angry and was coming close to finish me slowly.

Other knights were also mocking me but I could see a confidant smile on my mentor. I looked in the sky and saw a man on a flying horse leaving for heaven; it was my final dignity as a man.

I rolled my spread my legs like a seductress and screamed like a girl.

"Kyaaa~"

"…" All individuals in the arena halted their moments.

I put my hand on my lips and put a teary face with puppy eyes and asked, "D-do you enjoy bully me that much?"

"Eh..? No… I am sorry… wait- what is happening? Why my heart beating this fast?" Rugal started to blush.

"How dare he bully our Bibi-chan?!"

"Yeah, Bibi-chan is our idol regardless of gender!"

"He is a total dork!"

"Asshole!"

"Bullying Bibi-chan is heresy and punishment is death!"

All the spectators started booing him and towing things on Rugal who was confused about what was happening.

"Dame desu!" I stood up and then started to explain. I closed my hands like prayer and closing my eyes, I spoke, "Human is born unequal so if you have the strength you should use this to protect the weak or someone precious to you."

"Ah, this light!"

"Bibi-chan is an angel."

"Bibi-chan!"

"Bibi-chan!"

"Bibi-chan!"

"Bibi-chan!"

Spectators were cheering for only me and even forgot that this was supposed to be a duel.

"Please forgive me, Bibi-chan! I was wrong! I will open an orphanage and reflect on my actions for the rest of my life!" Rugal fell on his knees.

"Please get up. You should serve King Arthur and this country as you have great strength."

He nodded and admitted defeat.

And so I was offered a chance to enter Knights of the Round Table. I was so relieved that I was out of humiliation for the rest of my life now that I am one of the most starting members of King Arthur's quest.

After taking the oath, Sir Einar approached me and whispered something, "There is still some training left so how about we try some new maid dresses that I made? Come follow me."

'Fuck my life…' And so I yet again followed him.

---

(3rd person's POV)

"Please don't ask what happened after that. It is just freaking embarrassing." Bedivere shook his head with rosy cheeks.

All other knights felt something hot and took some distance from this charming knight before their dignity also leaves them.

---

Don't even think about leaving without dropping Power Stones.

1.4k power stones/ 2 chapters in the end of week.

1.8k power stones/ 3 chapters in the end of week.

Is that called robing? Hell yeah!

Thank you~

If you want advance chapters or more omake then check out:

https://www.patr eon.com


創作者的想法
J_Titan J_Titan

Leave your stones here and come back to read more. Its not a request, its an order.

next chapter

章節 53: Chapter 53: First meeting with Einar; Tristan's admiration

(3rd person's POV)

"My meeting with Sir Einar was a memorable part and how come I admire for his persona is also related to not only to his strength but also his humor and rich knowledge that he possesses." Tristan smiled with sadness on his face and then started to tell his story.

---

(Tristan's POV)

As a prince of rich land, I was led by a harmonious life despite being called the child of sadness because of my early death of my parents. My father died before he was able to see my face and my mother died just after naming me.

Even as a price without parents I was raised well by Loire who was a royal subject under my Uncle King Mark, younger brother of my mother.

Women, wealth, luck, and strength, all of those things were there for me by inheritance but I was never a man to take anything for granted.

I worked hard on the battlefield from an early stage and raised many achievements. My life was going well until I fell in love with a woman name, Iseult. No, I was made to fall in love. It was a love made to be by means of an aphrosidiac; yet nevertheless, it was my first love, love of the Child of Sadness, ever experienced, one worthy for me to devote my life for.

The tragedy probably lied in the fact that Iseult was the woman who King Mark loved and vowed to marry. Before long, from the fear of committing a sin to betray King Mark and destroy the trust, I felt a need to leave the royal court.

Hearing quite the praises of the wisest king who was on his journey to claim his mother country I made my mind to serve such a king, more with the hope to suppress my feelings in the light such king's light.

I was informed that the admiration ran by Knights of the Round Table. As natural pride of a noble knight, I also wanted to enter such a royal court and stand by the strongest knights who were following such a great king.

But there was one hurdle that I needed to clear, Einar Sirius du lac. I was informed that he was one of the most senior knights and also a mage with great skills. His strength was said to be on par with King Arthur and magic that reinforce knights' strength to another level.

Why did I say he was a hurdle? Because he was the one appointed to test extraordinary knights and enable them to enter Knights of the Round Table.

Before meeting him, all the participants went through a series of tests. That included fencing, archery, and cavalry. I performed very well in all aspects and came out top.

Now I was required to be interviewed by Sir Einar and King Arthur.

Just when I was about to enter the camp where the interview was taking place, I heard some gossips from two other knights who were cursing Sir Einar for being rejected.

"Damn that shortie! Why the fuck he cares if a woman's breast is better or thighs?! Just rejected to prefer breast."

"Hey man, I prefer thighs and butts though. Still what the hell is 'muda muda' or 'ora ora' anyway? He asked me such silly questions."

"What else? he was so shameless even asking these questions in front of King Arthur like if bunny girls are better or catgirls. Seriously, is he into Beastiality?!"

I fell silent upon hearing this. Suddenly the noises went silent and both knights were nowhere to be seen. I shrugged my shoulders and entered.

Sir Einar was sitting with a boring look accompanied by a silver-haired maid and King Arthur who was reading some kind of book with a picture of a lion. Sir Einar also appeared to be sitting on someone.

I was hoping that I was asked sincere questions but the rumors went true.

"Tell me a joke related to flat breast." His question rendered me speechless. King Arthur also flinched and looked at Sir Einar with pique.

"Sir, talking about something like this is presumptuous. It is-"

"Don't tell me what is right and what is wrong! God, why is it so hard to find a single good knight who could tell me jokes?! Ah, forget it. You can get lost. Shoo shoo."

And just like that, I was rejected.

He was by no means an ordinary person that any knight could withstand against him with simple strength. It was not in my power to simply stand against him.

"Einar, you should consider him. Sir Tristan happens to be quite a good knight." It was King Arthur who spoke for me.

"Yes, Sir Einar please give me another chance. I am not good at making a joke but I have other qualities." I was also trying to take some chances.

"Like?"

"Like I have good luck, I am good with archery and I am also good with poetry."

"Oh ho looks a good challenge. How about a bet? if you win against me at any single time, you will win and enter the round table."

"I am honored to receive such recognition."

And so the competition started.

First was my archery test. I have to shot an apple on Sir Einar's head from 10 meters away before he crosses the finish line.

I was reluctant due to Sir Einar's safety but shockingly none of my arrows hit him. No- my all arrows missed the apple as he calmly walked out of the finish line.

Missing my target never happened to me.

The next challenge was testing luck so we played some guessing games of dice and the lesson I learned that one should not challenge Sir Einar if it happens to be based on luck.

Next was poetry and I was also defeated just like that. I was simply no match for such monstrous talent but again King Arthur stand for me and put another one of his challenges. We have to ask a riddle against each other and if I answered his then I will win however no cursed word was allowed.

The condition was in my favor but even tossing again to some distance was still a challenge like climbing a mountain in front of him.

I was first to ask him a riddle.

"Tell me a verse if told in dire time then you will become happy and if told in happy time, you will become sad."

Everyone who heard the riddle fell in deep thought. First, it was related to poems, and second, it was a common fact of every knight's life.

Sir Einar smiled and his answer opened a new horizon in my heart. "Time will fly away. A single verse if recalled in dire times will make your heart at ease and if reminded in harmonies time, you are bound to realize that nothing lasts long."

The people burst into cheers to answer my riddle in such a beautiful way. His answer was true but the description backed by it was the result that my true feelings for respecting Sir Einar in such high regard were born.

I was on my knees and was going to admit defeat when I heard his riddle. "Listen carefully. We have a body part in our body. Some people's parts are hard while some have soft. Adults' are longer while children's are shorter. Some are furrier and some are not. What body part am I talking about?"

I was baffled hearing such a riddle. Everyone was embarrassed and immediately guessed the answer recalling what kind of person Sir Einar is.

Cursed words were not allowed so Sir Einar deliberately asked such a riddle. But there was something else in my mind since from reading the expression on Sir Einar's face, he had something else in his mind.

"The answer is our arms. The furry part was referred to our armpits."

"…"

Everyone went silent before cheering me for the mind-blowing answer. Sir Einar also approved this answer and recognized me as a new knight of the round table.

"By the way, I was still going to call you back but it was refreshing to compete like this, right?" Sir Einar came and told me this.

"Indeed, Sir Einar. It is my first time where I enjoyed it like this. I came to admire you for your strength outside of combat. Please guide me for the future."

I recalled my heart lightened from all my previous guilt. I also understood that he did that just to take me on right track without grieving for the past continuously.

"By the way, here is the joke. What did the toaster say to the slice of bread? "I want you inside me." Pfff hahaha!" He then told me a dirty joke without any choice but to laugh with him.

---

(3rd person's POV)

"That's why I admire Sir Einar like this. He understands people's hearts and knows how to cheer them. He also gives me the book called Jojo Reference Volume 2 but I am still unworthy to understand such ancient scriptures." Tristan praised Einar just like a poet praises another poet but he was still sad. Not because he was not able to love Iseult but he didn't catch a single fish.

Luck Rank E

---

Don't even think about leaving without dropping Power Stones.

1.4k power stones/ 2 chapters in the end of week.

1.8k power stones/ 3 chapters in the end of week.

Is that called robing? Hell yeah!

Thank you~

If you want advance chapters or more omake then check out:

https://www.patr eon.com


創作者的想法
J_Titan J_Titan

Leave your stones here and come back to read more. Its not a request, its an order.

Load failed, please RETRY

每周推薦票狀態

批量訂閱

目錄

顯示選項

背景

EoMt的

大小

章評

寫檢討 閱讀狀態: C52
無法發佈。請再試一次
  • 寫作品質
  • 更新的穩定性
  • 故事發展
  • 人物形象設計
  • 世界背景

總分 0.0

評論發佈成功! 閱讀更多評論
用推薦票投票
Rank 200+ 推薦票榜
Stone 0 推薦票
舉報不當內容
錯誤提示

舉報暴力內容

段落註釋

登錄

tip 段落評論

段落註釋功能現已上線!將滑鼠移到任何段落上,然後按下圖示以添加您的評論。

此外,您可以隨時在「設置」 中將其關閉/ 打開。

明白了