Heaven's Feeling – 09

"What about the battle? If we are idling here for too long, the savages would march to the nearest village, and more of our people would die," Naruto asked as Gawain had a thoughtful expression.

They conversed a bit more on what to do, and Naruto went to the camp to take the initiative with the Round Knights' support.

With the King incapacitated along with Lancelot, who also needed to heal his wounds.

For the first time since Naruto joined Arturia's army, he had finally able to show his charisma and leadership skills without restrains.

The masses heard his every word.

How he stated even if Arturia wasn't here, the King's will was and that they, the King's swords, shall carry it out without hesitation.

They should not fight for the King's, but for themselves and their loves one.

If they do not, the salvages shall lay waste to their home, and their children's blood shall stain the street.

With a single united roar by the crowd, the army moved forward, and spread out while Naruto took some of the strongest Knights to assault their enemy front as a distraction.

The tactless salvages were too busy engaging the blond before they were flanked in both sides.

Panics filled their heart quickly afterward and they finally routed.

It was an overwhelming victory.

Many knights joined Naruto in the frontal assault died in the battle, but their names and deeds would be remembered, at least by one person.

"Naruto! Naruto!" the Knights cheered after another victory with minimal losses after a different battle.

He was given command to some small skirmishes when the King wasn't present.

Arturia couldn't be everywhere at once.

Naruto Uzumaki, the Crimson Knight, had fast becoming a legend on the battlefield.

Everyone admired him within England, and those outside the nation feared him.

His prowess in battle was the constant talk of the day.

Nothing stands before him on the battlefield as he literally was the maelstrom of blades.

Naruto wasn't called the Crimson Knight at first due to his Knight's armor being white with black lining.

However, after every battle, it became bloody red, dyed with his enemies' blood.

Thus, it became a symbolism within early 6th century England, where there wasn't much thing to be happy about.

Naruto picked up a small child below him and placed her over his shoulder as he moved through the crowded, waving at them.

Knights walked in uniform line behind him as they returned from their campaign.

The celebration erupted throughout the kingdom as their King had brought more time of peace with the recent victories.

Naruto walked among the crowd. He had a chat with them as he usually did in his free time, whenever he wasn't training.

"Mordred, why don't you remove your armours and wore something more befitting? It's a celebration… come to think of it, I never seen your face before. What do you look like under all that?" Naruto asked the Knight by his side, who had adorned head to toe in thick armours.

Naruto, on other hand, was in normal civilian clothing since the time had become peaceful.

"I'm afraid I can't tell you that, and I need to be ready all the time at the King's request," Mordred said with admiration as Naruto chuckled.

Mordred was also a Knight of the Rounds, but always hidden behind his armour and seemingly held the King in high esteem.

Naruto wondered if the man was badly scarred or something along that line.

However, he didn't make much deal out of it as most of the Knights had their own little secret.

Naruto shrugged afterward, continued down to their barrack.

The celebration had continued throughout the day, and it finally ended with a few drunkards here and there, still not wanting to return to their home and deal with their spouses.

Arturia was heading back to the castle, but she overheard some conversation along the way.

"God bless the King and Queen, life have never been better! The barbarians finally tried to sue for peace, it's about time, but I still say… kill them all!"

"Yeah I agree… but don't you mean bless the Crimson Knight? He brought us this final victory, but still, he served under our King, soooo bless the KING!" one of the drunkards called out as a few of them laughed.

"The King is just when not in battle, and invincible when is! The Queen is a beauty, and great on the eye… I wondered why there's no heir… Isn't that strange?"

"Maybe the King is impotent? Also, I heard some rumours about her and Lancelot, they were lovers apparently… I wonder if those rumours are true, why hadn't the King done anything about it or even told us off… it felt like he didn't care at all? If only an heir appears soon, it would put down all the rumours… hopefully," one of the drunkards pointed out and rubbed his stoned eyes.

"Why would he care? He's great after all! Such thing shouldn't bother him!"

"Meh, we all know the King is great, but I think Crimson Knight is greater! He shows compassion, and walked among us, helped us out at little thing… did you know he fixed my cart wheel a few days ago, and shown my son how to wield a sword properly as well? He even promised my son a Knight position in the future, so beat that! Our King… hmmm… rarely go out of the castle beside for battle and remained completely cold and expressionless… when I gained an audience with the King for a problem I had with my neighbours, it felt like I was talking to a statue… it was really creepy I tell yas! Even the knights standing along the hall shown more emotions than him, and their faces were completely covered in armour!"

"Really?... I thought I was the only one…I had seen the King's face clearly a few months ago. He's a great looker alright, kind of girlish though, but I just felt like I was watching an empty shell… anyway, the King should learn from the Crimson Knight. What was his name… ah Naruto, he's also undefeated in battle…"

"You know what!? If the sword was back in that stone, I have doubt that he would able to pull it out," a drunkard said as he collapsed face first on the table, passing out. His buddy patted him on the back before joining him. A few others were chuckling and drowning themselves in more alcohol.

"Come to think of it… have you seen him aged at all?"

"The King don't age, dumbass, he's immortality…. Blessed by the fairies or haven't you heard? … I think he's… how old is he?"

"No, I don't mean the King… I mean the Crimson Knight, he doesn't age at all… or maybe my eyes been playing trick on me, but I swear, he looked the same as he did a few years ago… even my daughter said so…huh?" The drunkard said as his vision getting hazy, and he fell out of his chair. The others were mumbling something else as Arturia walked passed them. They were completely oblivious to their King's present.

"Please don't mind them, my King, they are just drunkards who couldn't hold their liquor," Lancelot said as Arturia turned her head at him.

"I don't care about that, they can say whatever they wish. A King is not human, and one cannot protect the people with emotions…" Arturia about to say when she heard a deafening cheer nearby.

Arturia, along with Lancelot, moved toward it, and saw Naruto was having a duel with dozens of other knights without swords.

They were drinking, and a dozen of her Knights were lying on the ground, completely drunk.

Arturia remained expressionless, watching her Knights drinking their body weight in rum while Lancelot smiled at the sight.

"Common… you guys… umm… more!... oh look it's the King…" Naruto pointed at Arturia.

"Shall we let her join us?" Naruto said while half-drunk as all the Knights looked lazily at the King.

They quickly dropped down on their knee half-heartedly, with a few collapsed faces first into the dirt and snoozing.

Lancelot blinked as he realized Naruto was giving out sensitive information, but all the men around the table were really drunk so they dismissed those parts.

"I have expected that much from a barbarian," Arturia said impassively as Naruto smirked in his hazy state, seemingly heard something.