Summoning Japan doesn't belong to me but it's author: みのろう

Though if it did, I would change the story a lot, like I'm doing here. But several formats I will still follow, such as the bullet point format he used to point out stuff.

(And yes, that's because I'm lazy)

I would also like to ask everyone to read the actual version, (Search up Summoning Japan), so one day we may get an actual anime for it!

Summary: In Summoning Japan, the novel, the pacifist Japan was summoned to the world where they could've easily ruled over. However, due to their pacifist selves, they denied the notion and remained peaceful. In another world, what if Britain was summoned? What would Britannia do to those whom threatened her?

Prologue: Contact

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The planet, known by local inhabitants, or rather named by the Holy Miristrial Empire, the leading superpower, was named 'Mithril'. It was named after special metal within this world which has magic, and is used for the various magics this world uses for its technology basis.

Change for this planet was coming soon, as the date came closer for the prophecy that the 'Ancient Sorcerous Empire' would revive, and bring hell upon this world. In another story, another world, the chosen 'red sun' to counter the rise of the empire would be Japan…

However, in this… A much stronger more aggressive from our world has joined. None other than the United Kingdom… The British Empire has now disappeared off the globe of Earth, with all it's orbital, naval and aerial assets now mysteriously transported to another world.

Truly, the adventure of not a person in another world… But a country, a lion in another world begins. This is the tale… Of the British path to dominance and respect within the world of Mithril, a planet ten times larger than Earth.

And in this moment, there was only one thing any Englishman, Irish, Welsh or Scottish could say about this tale.

God save the Queen, Britannia rules the waves. The British Empire, shall rise again.

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"A series of horrific one sided wars." - Mu Historian 200 years after the defeat of the Ancient Sorcerous Empire describing the wars leading up to the Ancient Sorcerous Empire's resurrection.

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3 days after Transport

Whilst the local British authorities had managed to control the BBC to not release the fact that the British had been completely transported to another world, or least the British isles, with the exclusion of Ireland and not Northern Ireland.

This was not to last however. The British Economy would soon be broken with the extreme amounts of raw resources, food, imports and exports required for it to function.

It simply couldn't exist anymore, due to the lack of both supply and demand for various items. The newly promoted prime minister, Boris Johnson was in confusion. Originally elected to politely tell the European Union that they should kindly and with sincerity, fuck off.

He was now in-charge of moving Britain away from the almost certain to come shitstorm. How soon would it arrive? Very.

However not all things were unfortunate. For one, the American bases which had been immediately notified about the transport to another world had accepted the offer of integration into the British military, albeit under an entirely new wing, for now.

Two, any tourists which had been in Britain just disappeared, and any British Citizen which wasn't in the country at the time of the transport of the country was now, there.

The British government now had, several large obstacles.

Find out what kind of planet they had been transported to Increase Military budget, no more NATO Find a country which would be willing to trade with the British for raw materials Find a country to supply the British with food Establish relations with any new nations found

These were but the first steps of Boris Johnson's, Make Her Majesty Proud Again's plan. With Great Britain's arrival now established, there was nothing he could change.

But perhaps, just perhaps… Boris Johnson could a famous prime minister, one which led Great Britain to a path of fame and glory.

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Central Calendar, Year 1639, Jan 24th, 8am.

Principality of Kua Toine

The skies were clear. Riding on a flying dragon known as a wyvern, the dragon rider Marl Patima was on a patrol mission in the northeast region of the principality. There was nothing in this part of the country. To the east, there was only the ocean, and while adventurers had left to explore for new lands, none ever returned.

Because of recent tensions with the Rowlian Kingdom, patrols were necessary to detect and counter warships going off-course for possible surprise attacks, thus explaining why he and his partner were in this empty region.

"―!?"

He spotted something.

"What is that?"

He should have been alone in the skies, but something else was there. In normal situations, anything other than a friendly wyvern was unthinkable. Even by wyvern, the flight distance from Rowlia to here was nothing to sneeze at. The major civilizations apparently had a flying dragon carrier called the Dragon Mother, but something like that should have nothing to do with this remote area.

The flying object, starting at the size of a grain, steadily approached. As it came closer, he confirmed it was not a friendly wyvern.

"Nothing appears to be flapping…"

He immediately contacted headquarters with a magical communication tool.

"Unidentified object in the sky. Preparing flyby to identify. Current location…"

They were at the same altitude. Intending to pass it by, he closed in.

He flew past the unidentified object. It was very large. Nothing was flapping, but what appeared to be the wings had 4 objects spinning around loudly. A light shined at the tip of the body and the wings, blinking on and off brightly. The flying object was white, with a red circle drawn on the body and wings.

He turned around, his partner flapping its wings fiercely. The wind pressure pushed hard against him, threatening to throw him off.

He kept at a distance… or at least, he intended to, but he couldn't even catch up to it. Wyverns could fly at 235 km/h. Among animals, it could claim almost the top speed, being faster than horses – the cavalry that ruled the skies. (Apparently, the major civilizations were breeding an even faster species of dragon.)

But really, he just couldn't catch up at all. He couldn't even determine if it was a living thing or not.

"Kuh! What the heck is that thing!"

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Stupefaction

"HQ! HQ! I'm trying to confirm the object, but it's way too fast! I can't catch it at all! The object is heading towards Myhak. I repeat, it's heading for Myhak!"

Headquarters, after receiving the report, buzzed furiously like an angry beehive. Something that could even outrace a wyvern was headed for the economic center of Kua Toine, Myhak. If it was attacked, that would stain the prestige of the military. Judging from its speed, it probably already entered the mainland's airspace. Orders were relayed via communication magic.

"6th dragon squadron, all wyverns fly! An unidentified object appears to be entering Myhak's airspace! Shoot on sight! Repeat, shoot on sight!"

Wyverns crowded the runway. There were 12 total, all geared up for a sortie. They launched into the clear blue skies and soared up high.

The 6th dragon squadron was luckily right in front of the unidentified object and could confront it directly. From the reports, this opponent was capable of extreme flight speeds. If it was really that fast, they only had a small window of opportunity. The 12 riders in the dragon squadron lined up horizontally, wyverns' mouths gaping open. A simultaneous fire blast – if it hit, no dragon could survive such an attack.

In the wyverns' mouths, balls of fire began to take shape. But just then, the unidentified object began to ascend. Because the riders were already at the wyverns' maximum altitude of 4000 meters, this was a completely unexpected situation. It climbed at an alarming rate.

The 6th dragon squadron, lamely outranged by the unidentified object, was left behind.

"Unidentified object found. Attempted to engage, but the object ascended out of range and is proceeding to Myhak at a ridiculous altitude. I repeat―"

The leader of Myhak's defensive order, Captain Inne, received the report from the 6th dragon squadron and looked up at the sky.

Generally speaking, dragons spit fireballs for air-to-ground attacks. In the past, shooting arrows and dropping rocks were also considered, but flying creatures can't carry heavy things. Against only a single attacker, they would not suffer much damage. In all likelihood, the enemy's objective was reconnaissance and caution.

But, what exactly was it?

Something that's far faster than a dragon. A frightening object that can surpass the altitude limits of a dragon would soon appear over the commercial city Myhak.

Captain Inne continued to stare at the sky.

From far away, a sound could be heard. It was an unfamiliar VNNNNN, and, after a short while, it arrived in Myhak's skies. The object descended and turned in the sky. It was a large, white, otherworldly object that emitted strange noises with wings that didn't move and red circles on its wings and body.

It was clearly impinging on Myhak's airspace, but their dragons were in the midst of transit from far away, and, while there were some viable defensive measures, this threat arrived too quickly and none of them were ready to be deployed. In other words, the city was effectively defenseless.

The object circled the air over Myhak a number of times, then sped off to the northeast.

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Rodenius Ocean, Qua-Toine First Fleet

The Qua-Toine First fleet, consisting of 200 Wooden sail ships, some which you'd consider seeing in movies like Lord of the Rings which depicted the Middle Ages. With two hundred ships, their numbers would surely be able to rebuke any assault from her neighbour, the Kingdom of Rowlia.

Despite this huge number, the British escort fleet consisting of 2 Daring-class Air Defence Destroyers and 3 Duke-class Guided Missile Frigates, which escorted the pride of the British Navy, the Aircraft Carrier HMS Queen Elizabeth with her full F-35B deployments on deck, was fully prepared to combat it.

The HMS Prince of Wale's captain, Captain Steve Moorhouse was onboard, carrying a British diplomat to negotiate first contact with the nation which a patrol aircraft stationed aboard the HMS Queen Elizabeth had found.

Moorhouse called his officers onboard as radar detected the wooden ships. "Prep launch, have the standard patrol F-35B's on the air, Anti Ship Warfare equipment. Load up the speakers on them as well."

The officers on the bridge gave a curt nod and began radioing Moorhouse's orders to the rest of the crew of the HMS Queen Elizabeth.

Soon, the sounds of a jet engine were heard, as on the deck, two F-35B's prepared to launch. With the roar of their jet engines, as the two aircraft ran across the deck of the carrier, and then flew off the ski jump of the HMS Queen Elizabeth, towards the Qua-Toine First Fleet.

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First Fleet Flagship, The Indomitable

On the flagship of the first fleet of Qua-Toine, Vice Admiral Sasuke sat on his chair, as a sailor hurriedly ran a report to him.

"Report!"

The Admiral responded with a calm, commanding tone. "What is it sailor?"

The sailor reported with a mix of fear, confusion and horror. "It's an iron wyvern… Two of them sir! They're flying up the sky, closing in on our ships."

The Admiral composed himself, restraining his laughter by smoking on his pipe as he replied to the sailor. "Hold on, I'll be outside soon."

There's no way an iron wyvern exists. Legends say that only the Holy Miristrial Empire has them, and even that's debatable.

The admiral walks out of his quarters, as he looked up in the sky, as the two F-35B's broadcasted their message: "Attention, we are Her Majesty's Royal Navy. We want no violence. Our ships are 20km away, and we're ready to negotiate first contact."

The admiral simply stared up at the sky, as he dropped his pipe. "No… No way… What is this monstrosity?"

With the common sense to understand that this wasn't an enemy to trifle with, the admiral ordered his flagship to steam fully ahead, whilst the fleet waited incase of an attack.

Command was handed over to second in command RADM Onabara, as his flagship raised it's sails and headed 20km Northeast.

First contact between the British and the new world was about to be made.

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Author notes:

I put this under GATE Fanfics because I think you guys might enjoy this, no one reads random XOvers, there isn't exactly a genre for this series. Also, please note that as in this story, as Naval Supremacy seems to be fairly important, there will be several details which the Royal Navy might be advanced.

Carriers. The HMS Prince of Wales will be commissioned along with a full Air-wing of F-35B's for both UK's carriers. (138 Total) It is assumed that the USA has sold the F-35B's prior to the transport and pilots are trained. We assume UK should be capable of manufacturing spare parts for this shit, and honestly, most if not all of its shit.