what if, you become a servant in Chaldea?

Author note:This is just a side story that has nothing related with the main story.

I'm making this because I'm wanting to up Charles Feat and ability, and making he is not looking just as weak versions of Artoria.

Since in the previous chapter I'm rarely get a chance to do it.

Before do the story I'm will up first his noble phantasm, because I'm thinking that his skills and Stats is fine so I thinking I'm just going to do something with his noble phantasm,

The Noble phantasm he has is:

1:The Valor of Conquest

Effect:The Noble Phantasm grants the user the ability to bolster the strength of nearby allies and heal minor to moderate injuries.

New effect: The Noble phantasm also Grant it's user a golden aura that Protect him once.

(Author: I'm adding a bit effect what do you thinking about his Np now?)

description:

This Noble Phantasm embodies Charles' unwavering determination and the inspiring presence of a leader who commands respect and loyalty. As his primary Noble Phantasm, it radiates with an aura that strengthens allies and heals their wounds.

When activated, Charles places his hand over his chest, his voice steady and resolute as he chants:

"By the honor of my blood, by the courage of our bonds, let valor rise and despair fall—The Valor of Conquest!"

A radiant golden light emanates from his chest, spreading outward like rippling waves of energy. Allies within the aura feel a surge of strength, courage, and vitality. Minor to moderate injuries begin to close as the energy suffuses them, bolstering both their physical and mental fortitude.

The Noble Phantasm's power is symbolic of Charles' role as a unifying force, capable of turning the tide of battle by uplifting those who fight by his side. Its effects intensify with the fervor of the user's resolve, making it an indispensable tool in both offense and defense.

2:The Master of all weapon

Effect:The Noble phantasm grant it's user to create a weapon that capable of overwhelmed the enemy was different depends on the enemy they're fighting.

Description:

This Noble Phantasm showcases Charles' unparalleled mastery over weapons. With this ability, he can summon and wield any weapon with flawless skill, adapting to any combat scenario. The weapons called forth are Prototype that resemblance the original.

When activated, Charles Raise his hands forward and declares:

"By the wisdom of the ages, by the will of battle itself, let the tools of victory heed my call—The Master of all weapon!"

A vortex of shimmering energy appears, from which an arsenal of weapons manifests—swords, spears, axes, bows, and even unconventional implements of war. The summoned weapons hover around Charles, ready to be commanded. He can wield them directly or launch them at his enemies with devastating precision.

(Author:btw he can't use this Np same as Gilgamesh. Even though it's look same, because Charles himself is capable of just summon 7 weapons that different and he is cannot summon it As soon as he launched it, if the weapons get destroyed he has a It takes more time to summon it)

The Noble Phantasm reflects not only his technical proficiency but also his adaptability and resourcefulness, making him a formidable opponent in any combat situation. Each weapon glows with an aura of its own, signifying its origin and unique power. The Weapon Master turns the tide of any battle by ensuring Charles always has the perfect weapon at hand.

This Noble Phantasm also grants him temporary proficiency in wielding even unfamiliar weapons, further emphasizing his title as a master of martial prowess.

3: ????

Effect:???

Description:???

Hmm I'm thinking for now Two is good so let me know if you have any ideas about his next Noble phantasm.

Very well that's all for now, let the side story goes on.

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In the field grass, Chaldea ?

Two people are seen standing opposite each other.

The person in the right was, Artoria Pendragon the king of knight and the The person in the left is Charles I, the king of realm Britannia.

They're staring each other with seriously face as Charles the first who speak cutting all the tension between them.

"Let us cast aside pretense. Words won't sway fate, and hesitation has no place here. Show me if your resolve can match mine. King of knight."

Artoria's expression remain calm but resolute, her piercing gaze locking onto Charles'. She exudes a knightly composure, though there's a flicker of acknowledgment in her eyes that betrays her respect for his confidence and resolve.

"A knight's resolve is measured not by words but by deeds. If you seek to test mine, you shall find no ground to doubt it."

Her expression mirrors her words—serious and composed, with a glint of steel in her gaze that speaks of her readiness to face any challenge. The tension in the air grows heavier as both warriors prepare to clash, each embodying the ideals they hold dear.

Charles, embodying the valor and confidence of a king, moves first with a swift and decisive strike. His stance radiates a mix of calculated precision and unshakable determination as he summons a gleaming sword into his hand—one of unmatched brilliance, reflecting his mastery as The Master of all weapon.

With a sudden burst of speed, he closes the distance, his blade aimed straight for Artoria's guard. The swing is not reckless but measured, an opening move meant to test the mettle of the King of Knights herself. The air around them seems to ripple with the sheer force of his attack, a testament to his strength and the gravity of their encounter.

Artoria, unyielding and composed, meets his strike with Excalibur, the legendary sword of promised victory. Sparks fly as their blades clash, the sound of steel reverberating through the battlefield like thunder. She stands firm, her poise unshaken, and counters with a graceful yet powerful parry, her movements embodying the perfection of a knight's training.

Their exchange marks the beginning of a battle not just of skill, but of ideals. Charles presses on, unleashing a flurry of strikes. Artoria counters each one with unwavering resolve, her eyes blazing with the unspoken promise that she will not falter.

The clash of these two figures shakes the ground beneath them, as the world watches the battle between the King of Knights and the King of Britannia.

As the battle intensifies, Charles steps back momentarily, his eyes narrowing with determination. The aura around him shifts, becoming sharper and more focused. Raising his hand, he calls upon his second Noble Phantasm, "The Master of all weapon."

"By the wisdom of the ages, by the will of battle itself, let the tools of victory heed my call—The Master of all weapon!"

The air around Charles vibrates with energy as his sword dissipates into golden light, replaced by a magnificent lance. The weapon is long and elegant, its shaft adorned with intricate runes that pulse with power. It exudes an aura of authority and lethality, a weapon designed for decisive strikes.

With a powerful leap, Charles closes the distance once more, the lance in his grasp glowing with an intense brilliance. He thrusts it forward with incredible speed and precision, the ground beneath his feet cracking from the sheer force of his movement.

Artoria immediately reacts, shifting her stance. Her eyes narrow as she raises her blade, Excalibur, to deflect the incoming blow. The clash of the lance against her legendary sword sends a shockwave rippling through the air, the sheer force shaking the battlefield.

Charles presses the attack, spinning the lance with unparalleled skill, combining sweeping strikes and precise thrusts to keep Artoria on the defensive. Each movement reflects his adaptability and mastery over the weapon, a testament to his title as The Master of all weapon.

(Author I'm thinking that is His title as king of Britannia is so common because there already is a servant that has this title. so I think that I'm making his Noble phantasm names is his title himself. what do you think?)

Artoria, however, remains unyielding, countering each attack with calculated precision. Her composure never wavers, and as she blocks another thrust, she takes the opportunity to step forward and deliver a counterstrike, forcing Charles to pivot and regroup.

The battle reaches new heights, their clash a dazzling display of martial skill and noble resolve, as lance meets sword in a duel worthy of legends. Both kings fight not just for victory, but to uphold the ideals they each hold sacred.

As the battle rages on, the ground trembles under the sheer force of their relentless strikes. Both kings have pushed each other to the brink, their resolve unshaken. However, Artoria's eyes glint with newfound determination, and Charles immediately senses the shift in her aura.

Artoria steps back, raising Excalibur high above her head, the blade beginning to glow with an intense, golden light. The air around her becomes heavy with divine energy as she begins to chant.

"The sword of promised victory, forged to bring an end to despair. Let the light pierce the heavens—Ex—calibur!"

The brilliant light of her Noble Phantasm builds, illuminating the battlefield like a second sun. The sheer force of her power radiates outward, shaking the air and earth alike. Charles recognizes the danger and knows he must act swiftly to survive.

Placing his hand over his chest, he channels the power of "The Valor of Conquest." His voice rings out, firm and resolute.

"By the honor of my blood, by the courage of our bonds, let valor rise and despair fall—The Valor of Conquest!"

A golden aura erupts around Charles, forming a protective barrier of radiant energy. The light spreads outward, mending his wounds and bolstering his strength. The aura pulses with life, its warmth shielding him from the overwhelming force of Artoria's incoming attack.

As Artoria unleashes Excalibur, a colossal beam of golden light surges forth, carving a path of devastation across the battlefield. The sheer magnitude of the attack is breathtaking, its brilliance illuminating the heavens. Charles braces himself, the protective energy of his Noble Phantasm holding strong against the onslaught.

When the light finally fades, the battlefield is left scarred, the ground beneath their feet cracked and smoldering. Charles remains standing, the golden aura of The Valor of Conquest flickering faintly but still intact.

Breathing heavily, he locks eyes with Artoria once more, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

"Your resolve is as magnificent as they say, King of Knights. But this battle is far from over."

Despite the immense power of Excalibur, Charles' unyielding spirit and Noble Phantasm have ensured his survival, setting the stage for the next phase of their fateful duel.

To be continued.

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