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Taylor decided that he would sleep on it for the night.

Opening his bag of holding, he pulled out a tent, and all the other stuff he would need with it.

While he may not know what his future holds he would be determined to make Choices that he wouldn't regret.

As Taylor went to sleep some noises could be heard in the trees around him.

About 5 men approached as quietly as they could, they all had swords and were wearing hard leather armour.

Talking quietly to each other.

" Ok lads, looks like we got more easy pray." The man Who appeared to be the group's leader said with no small smile.

" But leader, the triple dagger's attack someone who was camping on their one and we were killed because they didn't know it was a sorcerer, are you certain this is smart?" Said one of the group.

" Lad I have had the boys currently back at camp watch him from a distance they saw him use no magic and no weapon could be seen around him, so yes, I'm certain it'll be fine." Replied the leader.

" Ok, but boss what makes you so certain that he will have a lot of wealth on him? He doesn't even have a horse." Asked a different member of the group.

" I'm certain because of the clothing he I saw him wear when we were staking out the village." While the group's leader might not have been able to. See the clothing close-up based on the differences between his clothing and the clothing of the village folk Taylor was talking to he could work out that the clothing appeared much more expensive.

"No stop talking and let's go." The leader said.

They slowly creeped up to the tent, also making sure to create a five person incirclement once they were all within arms reach of the tent, The five drew their swords and pointed them towards the tent.

After taking a breath the leader yelled out, " NOW!!!"

All 5 of them thrusted their sword into the tent tearing it to shreds, it was just a normal tent after all.

Afterwards they then started tearing the tent up even more to look inside.

" Leader, why is the tent empty?" Asked one of the men.

But before the leader could answer a different voice answered behind them.

" You know you lot breathe so loud, that if I had a bow and arrow, I could've shot you all in the dark." The voice answered.

The 5 men looked to where the voice came from and were shocked by what they saw.

Taylor stood about 60m away dawning a full set of knightly armour only excluding a helmet with a sword in his right hand and a shield in his left.

Both the sword and the shield could be classified as D class Noble phantasms, and his armour was just his (C) optimised clothing, but The armour is made of real metal alloy, one of the ways the optimised clothing works is by making sure the outfit chosen depending on type is made of their most ideal materials.

The bandits all shared the same thoughts, ' when did he get there? where did that armour sword and shield come from?' Because they knew there was no sight of any of them when they had him scouted.

The bandits then looked at each other and then all charged at him swords in hand.

" Ahhhhhhhh!!!" x3

" just selling the sword, shield and armour will make us very rich."

" just look at that skin, i'm sure you'll be the best meal I've ever had." Said one of the men who had remained silent so far.

As disturbed as what the last man had said Taylor trust to focus on the fight before him, these man had experience that he doesn't, and although he was absolutely certain that none of them would be a skilled as he is, he doesn't have any actual fighting experience against other humans.

Taylor raised his shield, sword at the ready, and charged towards them.

Three of the bandits swung down their swords all three of them making contact with Taylor shield, while the other two attacked from Taylor's right side.

Making Taylor have to divide his attention on both sides.

The three bandits on his left made him Focus on both blocking and perry their attacks with his shield, while the two on his right side forced him to block and perry using his sword.

The biggest upside for Taylor was but if they kept attacking the way they did, the durability on their weapons would cause them to shatter Long before his started to show signs of weakening.

But soon Taylor got lulled into a false sense of control, as one of the bandits on his right side slipped past his guard almost striking his body, only due to Taylor's quick reflexes was he instead able to cut off the hand of the bandit who was wielding the sword before quickly beheading him.

Now that one had died of the bandits had died, The other four began to push much more aggressively, and during this more aggressive attack One of the most to get their sword through Taylors guard landing a deep cut on his left cheek.

Than Taylor started to gain the upper hand and killed three more of the bandits, leaving only one left.

That last bandit was the one who had questioned whether attacking him was a good idea in the first place.

" Please spare me. I was just following orders." The bandit said in a pleading tone.

" No chance." Replied Taylor.

Taylor threw his sword like a javelin and it quickly pierced the bandit's skull.

After confirming that they are all dead, Taylor sat down, a cold sweat could be felt all over his body, his breathing became more rapid as he started to hyperventilate.

Which is understandable was the very first time he's ended a human life.

" All those stories are bullshit." Taylor had read many stories were it stated that after killing an animal, killing human would have little to no effect on you because you had already taken a life.

Taylor could confirm, without a shadow of a doubt, that was bullshit.

And even though he could have made the cut on his cheek completely heal he decided to keep it as a scar as a symbol of his first fight.

It took him about half an hour to calm down and regain his breath, Taylor made a prayer forgiveness for his act of killing.

After the prayer he moved the bodys of the 5 bandits, and put them onto a pile.

He then chanted.

{ burn only their bodies until it is ash in the wind.}

Although the words coming out of his mouth could not be understood in any normal language, his eyes soon shined Gold for a moment, before the bodies of the five bandits began burning.

The fire did not catch on anything else.

Taylor then completely repaired his tent and packed it up, he then left the forest deciding that he may as well keep travelling at night as well as during the day, it's not like he actually required the rest.

During this travel he had made up his mind, best go for the hardest than the easiest.

Soon after travelling for a month plus one day, it entered his sight.

Camelot.

The citadel's looming walls felt unshakeable and the spires flew the Pendragon flag.

" Now that's a beautiful sight." Taylor was truly awed, Camelot's citadel could only be considered the Magnum Opus of any architect.

Even as Taylor looked on he felt something that was connected to his life and abilities with the old religion.

" It seems like there is a very powerful sorcerer currently in Camelot,and it doesn't feel like Merlin's magic." Due to the two years in which he trained Merlin he could recognise the essence of his magic very well.

And based on his knowledge of the storyline, it would most likely be Cornelius Sigan.

Although whether he has taken over the body of that thief or not is currently unknown.

Before continuing towards Camelot, he decided to change his clothing, into what could be much more quickly described as The wizard robe that Merlin from his fate universe will wear.

*Image of Fate Merlin wearing his outfit*

Now changed he continued towards Camelot.

As he approached the main gate into the lower town, many guards began moving sporadically, but thanks to Taylor's hearing he was able to hear what they were saying.

" Send word to the King, the Archmage Taylor has arrived in Camelot." One of the guards said.

As Taylor continued to walk, he saw a sizable group of 70 guards and knights approaching him.

" Well hello there lads, what do I owe this fine greetings?" Taylor said.

" Archmage the King expects your presence for a meeting." Replied the leading knight who had short and curly blonde hair as well as a short haired moustache and beard.

" Ohhh, are you sure he's received your message yet?" Said Taylor with a smile.

The knight appeared to have a cold sweat coming on.

" I'm just teasing, lead me to my old friend King Uther, Sir Leon" said Taylor.

" I don't recall giving you my name." Leon said very cautiously.

" Oh Leon you're more famous than you know." Taylor replied.

Regardless of this, Leon and the remaining knights and guards all guided Taylor towards the throne room where he would meet with Uther, and the entirety of the royal court, undoubtedly.

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So when I use { } what is inside it's not what's being said, but what the words will mean when he uses magic of the old religion.

And what did you think of my first written fight scene? Would love to hear your opinion.