DISCLAIMER: I do not own Overlord or Fate/stay night. Both works belong to Murayama and Nasu respectively. This story is a work of fiction. Any relation to characters and events are purely coincidental.
There are not many records detailing the events that involved the floating kingdom that was Seraph. One of the earliest known records was the first recorded incident of their involvement in our world.
The White Paladin, Charlemagne. The Captain of the Sovereign's Royal Guard. A paragon of justice and righteousness.
First-hand accounts at this time are mostly considered to be an exaggeration of what happened, but they are the closest we can get to the truth.
Accounts describe the defense of Carne Village for what it was. A one-sided battle between the paladin and the Slane Theocracy, who masqueraded as soldiers of Baharuth. One person even claimed that the paladin had the ability to resurrect the dead.
It should be noted that very few people in our world have access to such capabilities. Whether or not Charlemagne did indeed, in truth, possess this ability is unknown. What is known, however, is that he did not act alone.
SOVEREIGN
Archimedes felt both disappointed in Hakuno Kishinami's brash actions, and at the same time impressed.
His disappointment came from the fact that he acted too quickly. They were still in the middle of investigating the circumstances behind this mysterious migration, and they could not afford to make a mistake that could cost them dearly. He understood the reasons why he sent Charlemagne and Robin Hood out to defend the village, but even so, they had next to no information about the village or their attackers. For all they knew, it could have been some kind of ploy or power struggle. Too many variables to decide what to do. They knew nothing about their apparent foes and what they were capable of. For all they knew, they could easily be as powerful as they were.
On the other hand, he was impressed by the Sovereign's apparent quick thinking. He was fully aware of the lacking information and was making up for it by way of deploying not just Li Shuwen, but also surveying the whole area through the use of Archimedes' personal systems. Among one of Seraph's most prominent features was the [Spyglass of the Giants], a sort of surveillance system that would allow the Dungeon Master to observe the outside world and monitor it for the possibility of detecting incoming intruders. Granted, the system wasn't exactly perfect as it had only recently been installed. There were a few bugs to work out, something Archimedes was going to have to fix when he had the opportunity.
Currently, Hakuno, Nero, Tamamo and Archimedes were watching Charlemagne rush to the village's aid like the stalwart hero of justice he was. Behind him, Robin Hood trailed at a set distance, no doubt using Charlemagne as a trap fodder whilst also providing support.
"Hm, I count thirty or so raiders." Nero looked at the monitor that showed the current state of the village. "Or... No, can we call them raiders? Umu! They are well too equipped to be raiders."
Archimedes nodded in agreement. "You bear a point, Emperor. They also wear the same crest. It could be that these are actual soldiers. If so, then this could be a means of aggression. A declaration of war, if you will. To who this declaration is, I cannot say."
"Whatever the case may be, isn't it a bit reckless sending Chuck all by himself?" Tamamo said, concerned. "True, he's one of the strongest Servants we have, but at the same time, we still have no idea what the enemy is capable of."
Archimedes casted a glance at the Sovereign of Seraph, who remained quiet. His hand was at his chin, eyes carefully observing the current state of affairs playing out in front of them. It was clear that he was learning much from this. To what, the mathematician couldn't say. He was, however, interested to see how things went. Though this situation wasn't ideal, Charlemagne's recklessness could help them learn a lot about this place.
Suddenly, Hakuno turned away from the monitors as a [Message] patched itself through to him. "Li Shuwen? Is something the matter?"
"I wouldn't say problem, but I'm near the village's outskirts." the man answered. "There's a group of men all gathered near the edge of a nearby forest, out on the opposite side where the Captain and Robin Hood are at. They're all dressed in robes, so I'm willing to wager a bet they're all magic casters."
"That could be worrisome..." Hakuno muttered. "Charlemagne can beat them easily, but he can't defend the village at fight them all at once. Especially if they know high level spells." Still, this was good. He was learning more than he thought he would! "What else can you tell me?"
"Well, I can confirm that Yggdrasil magic exists wherever the hell we are." Li Shuwen said with a chuckle. "Each one of these casters has an Archangel Flamme. The guy I'm assuming is the boss of this ragtag group has a Principality Observation."
The brunette's eyes widened. He wasn't sure whether to feel happy or disappointed. "...Archangel Flammes and a Principality? That's all they have?"
"Seriously?!" Tamamo squawked. "Of all the things they could summon, they brought out cannon fodder?!"
The Archangel Flamme and the Principality Observation were low-level creatures. In Yggdrasil, they were part of the Third Sphere, the ranking system used for the angel-type enemies. They were mid-tier creatures, hence being part of the reason why the denizens of Seraph were disappointed. On the one hand, it made the idea that their current enemies were terribly weak and barely worth any consideration. On the other hand, this information was also useful in regards to the present state of affairs. The fact that Yggdrasil creatures were here was proof that they had been transported to a world where the game must have had a presence.
Hakuno sighed. "I see... Keep an eye on them and report any movement."
"You sure? I could always kill a few of them. Take the rest back for questioning."
"Li Shuwen, as much as I like your enthusiasm, please do what you've been asked."
"Hmph. Killjoy. Learn to live a little, Master."
Londes Di Clamp had been a member of the Slane Theocracy since he had been a young man. Taken in by a kind old man after his parents died, he had been raised under the belief of the Six Gods. When he was of age, he took up arms in the name of the Theocracy. Though he knew he had no real talent in battle, he could safely say that he was competent enough to hold his own so long as his foe was not a hardy combatant.
Given where he was raised, it was no surprise that Londes didn't have a very good opinion of people who didn't worship the Six Gods. He had reservations about the plan to lure the Warrior Captain by slaughtering villages en masse, but he wouldn't lose any sleep over the deaths of the people who inhabited them. Perhaps if they had sworn themselves to the deities, maybe he would have tried to convince his superiors to spare them. Otherwise, he'd put them to the sword for the sake of the mission.
Above all else, Londes was a man of worship. Thus, when a man dressed in white emerged, presence all but demanding that they kneel, they feared this man as if he were the devil himself. He made himself known when one of the men was about to strike down a runaway who attempted to escape them. The blade came down so quickly that Londes initially thought he had missed, only to dismiss the thought when a geyser of blood spewed from the soldier's body and fell forward, dead as a doornail. The runaway was stunned in disbelief, as were the rest of them. None of them had ever expected someone like this to appear.
The man dressed in white wielded a beautiful sword that looked as if it was made of rainbows, shifting colors every second. He looked so young that he could easily be mistaken for but a teenager, yet those blue eyes were so fierce that they could only belong to a warrior of incredible skill. And the way he held his sword spoke volumes of his abilities, especially given his performance earlier. There was also no denying this warm presence he exuded. So comforting that the restless crowd of villagers had all but quelled, looking as if their prayers of salvation had been answers.
The only thing Londes could think as he looked at this man was, "Paladin." There could be no other answer.
Was this a man of Roble? No, impossible. They were utterly isolated, and they had not made any sort of attempt to interact with its neighbor Re-Estize. Yet the presence of this man could belong to no one else.
And as befitting a paragon of righteousness, the paladin's face was fraught with fury. "I know not of who you are or what it is you plan to do with these people, but if you think I will allow you to slaughter them like sheep, you are gravely mistaken!"
Londes gritted his teeth. The appearance of this man was not expected in the least. If there was any advantage they may have had, it was that this paladin was but a single man. And even if they should fall, the commander would deal with him.
And few could stand up to the might of angels.
"What are you idiots waiting for?!" Londes' superior officer, Belius, cried out in fear and anger. "It's just one man! Kill him!"
Several men rushed forward, their blades ready to cut the paladin down. The young warrior scoffed and raised his sword, the tip aimed at the approaching threats. Then he moved, faster than any human could have done. He was like a blur, moving too quickly for them to realize what was happening. In a single strike, or perhaps multiple strikes, equally far too fast to see, the paladin was behind a group of deadmen that all fell to the ground in lifeless heaps. More men were sent to their deaths, though after seeing their comrades fell, Londes could see that they were beginning to doubt whether or not they could slay this man.
It was natural that, so focused were they on this one man, they never noticed the killer stalking in the shadows. Arrows whistled through the air, piercing through the armor as if it was nothing. Whoever shot these arrows did so with deadly accuracy for each arrow was embedded in a vital point. Lungs, throats, the heart, the head. Steel did nothing to hamper death. They fell unceremoniously to the ground, either dead before they touched the dirt or in the process of dying, be it swiftly or suffering a prolonged one.
'What in the-! Where did that come from?!' Londes thought. Frantically, he looked about the village to find the archer responsible. Since the arrows struck from the front, it must have come from behind where the paladin was standing. Yet no matter how hard he squinted or peered into the horizon, he couldn't find anyone there. It was as if there was someone hiding in the shadows. And there was only one place where they could have shot those arrows while remaining out of sight. 'It couldn't be... From the forest?! How skilled is this archer?! No, could it be...they have a magic caster on their side?!'
The paladin did not allow them to continue. Once more, he delved into the fray. With each swing of his blade, another man lost his life then and there. When one attempted to strike him from behind, they were silenced by yet another arrow. At this rate, they would all die long before they had accomplished their task of luring the Warrior Captain. Gritting his teeth, Londes made the decision. "Don't panic!" he called out. "We have to retreat!"
"Londes, have you lost your wits?!" Belius snarled. There was a sense of madness in his eyes. In truth, Londes never had much respect for this man. Though he was a member of the Theocracy, there was not a hint of worship in him. Not only that, but he treated the men beneath his command as if they were dirt. "This is one man and one archer! If we overwhelm him-!"
Belius was silenced. Not because Londes had opened his mouth and delivered a rebuttal, but because an arrow had been lodged in his throat. "Ghrbl?" His mouth moved, perhaps saying something along the lines of 'huh', but what instead came out was incoherent babble. Blood spilled out from his mouth before his eyes rolled to the back of his head, falling to the ground and joining the ranks of the dead.
Londes gritted his teeth before he turned to the rest of the men. "Sound the horn and retreat!" he bellowed. "Call the horse riders and archers back! Send a message to Lord Nigun! We can at least buy them some time!"
They were cannon fodder. They stood no chance against the paladin and the unseen archer. If anyone had a chance at defeating this man, it was Nigun. That man was not made the Captain of the Sunlit Scripture for nothing.
Robin Hood hated this. Not the fact that he was getting involved in a fight, but the fact that he was forced to hang back and provide support from a distance. Perhaps one of the other green-clad archers who bore this name would like this position, providing aid in the shadows, but he did not. To him, there was no better thrill than to fight someone up close, where true character and passion were revealed.
In truth, the Heroic Spirit Robin Hood was many individuals, each who assumed the name. The one that served Dan Blackmore and the one that stood here now, under the service of Hakuno Kishinami, were two different people. The Robin Hood from the Holy Grail War was a man who preferred trickery over direct confrontation, something that often put him at odds with his master. Though Hakuno had based the NPC known as Robin Hood after this particular person, the end result was different. Had he crafted the NPC's data more specifically, that aspect of Robin Hood may have been summoned. Instead, what was summoned was a different Robin Hood, one who liked to combat foes directly and rarely resorted to cheap methods of cowardice.
However, that was not to say the specified characteristics of this character specifically called for this person. In fact, anyone who assumed the mantle of Robin Hood could have been summoned. In a way, this was similar to the summoning of Jack the Ripper, a Heroic Spirit who was an amalgamation of countless abandoned children and infants in the industrial age of England.
At any rate, while he didn't like his current task, it was partially necessary. In this position, he had a better way of aiding Charlemagne (not that he needed it. From what he saw, these raiders were so woefully weak that they may as well have been worms trying to challenge an elephant.) while protecting the two children not too far away. They were still protected by those spells Charlemagne had casted, but it was always better to be safe than sorry.
The man who appeared to be the second-in-command of the group of raiders had called for a retreat. Others were left to stay behind to buy time. It wouldn't help, not as long as he was here. Like Charlemagne, Robin Hood detested the slaughter that had played out in front of him. It reminded him too much of his own experiences. Therefore, these men had already signed their death warrants and deserved nothing less than an arrow.
He raised his arm, bowstring pulled back. Six arrows, all thin with a four-bladed tip. His eyes locked on to his targets like a guidance system would track a moving target, then let his grip turn slack. The arrows shot forward like rockets, sailing through the air. Each hit their target in vital spots. He drew another half dozen arrows and repeated the process.
By the time the idiots got it through their thick heads, over half of their men, including the ones who attempted to escape, were dead.
There was not a single person in this world who could escape the arrow of an Archer-class Servant. Though Robin Hood was certain that, had it been Arjuna, he surely would have killed them much more quickly than he could have.
He knocked another set of arrows back, but Robin Hood paused when he saw the second-in-command seemingly realize his position. Charlemagne had a blade up against his neck, but made no move to remove his head from his shoulders. He couldn't make out what his Captain was saying, but whatever he did was enough to make the rest surrender their swords. They laid down their arms and kneeled, hands raised.
He sighed. "About time." He lowered his arm and dispersed his bow. "Hopefully the next time we get into a fight, I can get into the thick of it."
"Heh, then you might have your wish granted soon, bowman." Seemingly appearing from thin air from behind Robin Hood was a man dressed in Chinese attire. A vibrant red robe over thin black clothes, clinging to his body yet not hampering his movements in the least. His hands were rough, well-worn from countless battles and occasionally twitched. His hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and a small grin over his lips. "I spotted some mages on the other side of the village. They've yet to make a move, but I think they know what's transpired by now."
"That a fact?" Robin Hood smiled slightly. "Then this should be interesting. Has the Sovereign given us any further orders?"
"Sadly, he wants us to keep watch a little while longer."
"Shame."
"Indeed." Li Shuwen sighed deeply. "Oh, how I wish the master would allow me to satiate this wushu of mine. I yearn for a battle in this foreign land."
"You and me both, brother."
THE PALADIN II
Robin Hood / Archer
Epithet: The Emerald Sniper, Archer, Green Archer
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Affiliation: Seraph
Karma: Positive 350 ~ Greatly Good
Creator: Hakuno Kishinami
Total Level: 100
Class Levels:
-Archer (10)
-Sniper (5)
-Ranger (15)
-Tamer (10)
-Herbalist (5)
-Servant(20)
-etc (35)
HP: 80
MP: 150
Phy. Atk: 34
Phy. Def: 74
Agility: 92
Mag. Atk: 76
Mag. Def: 81
Resistance: 100
Special Ability: 100
AUTHOR'S NOTE: And Carne Village has been successfully defended. All that's left now is the Sunlit Scripture and the fateful meeting of Gazef of Charlemagne.
In other news, I've finished reading Volume 10 of Overlord, which was just released, and am now moving on to the fan translations for the remaining light novels. Still haven't made any progress on the Vampire Princess of the Lost Country, though.
Also, I believe someone asked me this before, but all the Servants from any entries in Fate/Extra are present. This includes the original Servants from the first game, plus Servants from CCC. And yes, that includes Anderson.
Oh, how I can't wait to write the roasts. Weakest Servant my candy ass. He is the only person besides Enkidu who can get away with badmouthing Gilgamesh TO HIS FACE.
REVIEWS
Guest (Dungeon Master): It's fine. And while Charlemagne will be featured prominantly, he won't be the "protagonist." The role will shift to various characters. Since I have such a large cast of characters, I have to give them the proper characterization and screentime they deserve.
ALTER-BOT: Yeah, true. Unlike usual, he doesn't have the guild with him. But on the plus side, at least he has Evileye with him!
ian25rebel: The Extra cast isn't lacking in characters, honestly. They have just enough for me to use without feeling overloaded. And keep in mind that the total cast of Extra characters, including characters from the original Extra games such as the first entry and CCC, is over 20.
ObsidianUnknown66: Oh, he definitely drove Kayneth mad. But then again, its within Kayneth's character to have Servants who may as well have the patience of a saint to deal with the idiot. One day, I do intend to write small bonus chapters that go into detail about the Servants experiences in the timeline I made for this Hakuno, since his journey is slightly different from others. As for the NPCs having their Servant abilities, thank the Regalia for that one. Hakuno's accidental wish more or less implanted the NPCs with the Servant Matrix of the Servants they're based on. That's why, in this sense, they're pseudo-Servants. But yeah, they're way freaking overpowered. If they fought the NPCs of Nazarick...yeah. No contest. Karna ALONE could mop the floor with them.
Daemon of Crawling Tentacles: Male Hakuno is a bit underused in my opinion, hence why I wanted to write a male Hakuno story. That, and in the event Boyzilla and I do another crossover, I want to see fem!Hakuno's reaction to her Servants reacting to male!Hakuno. Would be hilarious, wouldn't it?
superpierce: I believe Evileye was part of Blue Roses, not Crystal Tear. But there's a bit more to her situation that I'll be showing later.
Gen2324: Indeed. Unlike Momonga's Great Tomb of Nazarick, which exists to more or less make everyone shit bricks, Seraph is established as the polar opposite. However, that also means that everyone is also going to try and take advantage of them as well. To me, it seems like there are many characters in the New World who like to take advantage of a good situation.
nyanmato: There will be no Servants included from Fate/Grand Order. That is restricted to Overlord/Grand Order. The Pseudo-Servants is the NPCs who have been implanted with the Servant Matrix of those they were based on, on account of Hakuno's accidental wish with the Regalia when Yggdrasil was about to shut down.
Dxhologram: Indeed, and there will be many more to come. As I said, even if we're rehashing canon events, the important factor here is that its the change of who is saving Carne Village and how that will affect the village later down the line.
Kinunatz The Eternal: No, Momonga's status is still the same. He's still the overpowered walking sack of bones, but for the sake of the ruse he's playing, the New World knows him as a talented swordsman. Also, again, I just started the story. And even if we're following canon, the change of who is saving the village and how this will affect said village's story later on is another important factor.
helioscrimson001: In Extra, they're referred to as Top Servants. Fan interpretation is that Top Servants may or may not be Grand Servant candidates. Also, Charlemagne is one of those characters that specializes in magic and swordplay and has a fair balance in both. Also, keep in mind that this is his status without the stat bonus his equipment gives him.
Aartorias: Indeed not. And Momonga will indeed be happy.
Marcus Galen Sands: If you ask me, they're even more screwed. They were willing to slaughter villages just to lure out one guy. As a knight of chivalry, or at least the fictional and ideal embodiment of it, he's definitely going to give them what fore.
enigma95: Can't say. Spoilers, sorry.
Impstar: Heyheyhey! No spoilers! Haven't found a decent translation yet!
KiroZen: Whether or not he has a heart is irrelevant, as I'd like to think that Gae Bolg doesn't discriminate as to who will be on the other end of his spear.
Z.L.C genesmith: King Dumbass is one of the names he's called by Astolfo in Extella Link.
Blinded in a bolthole: *laughs nervously* Funny story about that... Buuut to answer your other question, Tabula assisted in creating BB, Elizabeth and Scathach, so an even three siblings.
GravityTonttu: Thank you for pointing that out.