Fate: The Forged Arthur Pendragon

At the junction of the plains and hills.

Over a thousand Companion Cavalry, utilizing the terrain, charged downwards!

Dust billowed, and the neighing of warhorses blended with the knights' roaring charge.

And directly below them, on the plains,

Two figures stood.

More precisely,

Suya shielded Merlin in front of him.

At this moment, he eyed Merlin's serious expression, muttering to himself, Does this woman have some invincible ultimate weapon hidden away that she can pull out now to wipe out all the enemies?

But seeing Merlin's confident expression and a stance like a Yu-Gi-Oh! duelist about to draw their last card,

Her crimson eyes calmly and indifferently surveyed the thousand-strong cavalry charging towards them. Her small hand, adorned with silver lace sleeves, slowly rose, fingers splayed.

Suya couldn't help but hold his breath.

What would she do next? Unleash a Kamehameha from her hand, sweeping away all the enemies in front of them? Or perhaps, like a sorcerer, summon a meteorite from the sky to pay homage to the legendary overbearing Madara? Or, following the Fate tradition, summon a Servant on the spot to carry them, cutting through the enemy army seven times in and out?

Summoning Zhao Yun probably wouldn't be enough; she'd need to summon Lu Bu!

The next instant,

At the rear of the enemy's thousand-strong cavalry, a sudden commotion broke out.

Immediately after,

A fierce figure leaped from behind the cavalry. A thousand people looked up, startled at the figure that had suddenly appeared.

The figure, which had appeared suddenly in response to Merlin extending her hand, stood over two meters tall. His black hair wildly danced in the wind, a two-meter greatsword rested on his shoulder, and his entire body was a mass of bulging muscles!

His mere presence in their field of vision made one involuntarily feel an overwhelming aura of power. His Hong Kong comic-like aesthetic contrasted with the thousand cavalry below him, making them seem like creatures from two different dimensions.

This person was none other than the commander of this Macedonian army,

The hero, Seleucus!

"Th-this, this..." Suya was dumbfounded. He couldn't help but turn and stare at Merlin.

He thought, "Even if you summoned Li Yunlong, I'd accept it, but you summoned the enemy's leader."

Are you trying to make us die faster?!

At this moment,

Seeing Seleucus suddenly appear on the field, Merlin's previously calm expression dramatically changed. She stared at the leaping figure with a bewildered and even shocked look.

"This isn't right!"

"What's not right?"

Merlin pointed at the uniquely styled strongman, swallowing hard, her expression instantly collapsing.

"We're finished!"

"This person can catch the move I'm about to unleash with his bare hands."

Suya gasped,

"So, this guy is that strong? Your move, which can wipe out a thousand cavalry, can't even scratch him?"

At this point, Suya finally gained a rough understanding of the individual power levels in this world.

At the same time,

Watching the figure, who performed a free 720-degree spin, land with a booming dust ring, a thought similar to Merlin's couldn't help but surface in Suya's mind,

"We're screwed!"

Similar to Suya and Merlin's reactions,

At this moment, the Companion Cavalry, seeing Seleucus, pulled on their reins. Amidst a cacophony of "Whoa~ whoa~," the entire charging cavalry forcefully halted. Not a single man dared to take another step forward.

The black-haired cavalry commander at the head of the formation rode his horse with small, mincing steps to stand before the fierce figure, lowering his head.

Suya couldn't hear what they were discussing, but barely ten seconds later, the cavalry commander raised his sword and issued a command.

The entire cavalry regiment, as if facing a formidable enemy, turned as one towards the western pass, seemingly waiting for something.

Not long after,

Against the lingering glow of the setting sun and the vast yellow clouds,

A swift sound of horse hooves echoed!

A cavalry unit of less than a hundred men, all wearing silver plate armor and blue cloaks, ascended the pass, looking down from above.

Leading this cavalry was a middle-aged knight with grayish-white hair and a stern face. He held a three-meter long unadorned spear. He wore blue and white knight's armor with a skirt-like tassets, and a blue dragon insignia was emblazoned on the center of his breastplate.

At this moment,

The grayish-white haired middle-aged knight, holding the high ground, slowly raised his head. His gaze directly swept past the thousands of cavalry below, meeting the fierce figure behind the cavalry.

And Seleucus, sensing this gaze, responded with a fiery gaze full of fighting spirit.

Then,

The grayish-white haired middle-aged knight glanced at the position he was standing on, seemingly feeling that holding the advantageous high ground would make the battle unfair for both the enemy and himself.

He subtly raised his hand, stopping the knights behind him who wished to follow, and rode his white horse alone, slowly approaching the cavalry below.

And the Companion Cavalry below immediately, at the somewhat unwilling command of their leading general, parted to create a path!

Even though they were enemies, they did not immediately engage.

Even though they held the advantageous terrain, they did not take it for granted and launch an assault.

Even though one side was severely outnumbered, the other side, with a numerical advantage, dared not act rashly.

Undoubtedly,

This middle-aged knight, who seemed to be on the British side, was a strong individual.

A hero knight on par with Seleucus, or even stronger than Seleucus!

"Who is that person?" Suya couldn't help but ask Merlin beside him.

After careful discernment, Merlin's expression subtly changed. Then, she looked at Suya with a very startled, even bewildered, gaze.

Merlin's voice was hesitant as she asked, "You don't know him?"

Suya was stunned, instinctively replying, "Should I know him?"

And having said that, Suya suddenly realized something was wrong.

Merlin meant that he couldn't possibly not know this person, and if he didn't know him, it meant there was a huge flaw in his identity!

Merlin had noticed this loophole that directly revealed the truth, which was why she looked at him with such surprise.

She might have already guessed—

Suya,

Was not the King, but merely a fake who had killed the King.

However, Merlin did not expose Suya on the spot. After taking a deep breath and brainstorming in her mind,

Her eyes suddenly sharpened!

Whether Suya was real or fake didn't actually matter to her. In fact, if Suya was a fake, it would align even better with her initial expectations.

And now, after Suya had displayed his formidable talent, Merlin had a reason to protect him until Suya joined her at the card table.

"Listen—"

"Suya,"

Merlin explained to Suya in a very solemn tone:

"You can only say such things to me from now on. In the future, no matter who you encounter, you must try your best to first learn their identity before forming your words—if you don't know, ask me first."

"And regardless of whether you are real or fake right now, regardless of whether you are willing or unwilling at this moment,"

"Now, you must be that hero knight's next of kin."

Merlin pointed at the grayish-white haired middle-aged knight who was calmly passing through the Companion Cavalry formation, and spoke with great solemnity:

"And he is King Uther's trusted minister."

"A top-ranking wealthy individual in the kingdom, with numerous properties and manors throughout Scotland, Wales, and Ireland, across all of Britain."

"At the same time,"

"He is also a peak hero knight, almost reaching the realm of legend!"

"Your adoptive father, Sir Ector!"