Fate/Lust break

Mash then looked at him. "I am sorry sir, but do you"

The Knight screamed. "A enemy shoulder"

Ritsuka smacked his head. "Mash you spoke English during the 100 years war"

One fight later and everyone that run out of the way, and came to a different are

Mash was under a tree drafted, Fou and Kama was comforting her as Ritsuka does as well, Morgan and Medusa just sighed.

Mash looked at all of them. "I am so sorry everyone".

Ritsuka knelt beside Mash, concern etched on his face. "Hey, it's okay. We all make mistakes, especially in a situation like this," he reassured her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

Kama, with her usual warmth, added, "Exactly! You did your best, Mash. It was just a misunderstanding." She gently patted Mash's back, trying to lift her spirits.

Medusa and Morgan exchanged glances, the tension of the earlier encounter dissipating as they observed the support surrounding Mash. Morgan smirked slightly. "Next time, perhaps try not to announce your presence as an enemy soldier," she teased lightly, hoping to lighten the mood.

Mash let out a small, embarrassed laugh. "Right… I guess I got a bit carried away." She took a deep breath, collecting herself. "We need to focus on our mission. We can't let that encounter distract us."

"Agreed," Ritsuka said, getting to his feet. "We still need to figure out what's causing the disruptions in this timeline. We'll just have to be more careful next time."

Fou, perched next to Mash, chirped encouragingly, as if sensing her distress. Mash smiled at the little creature, grateful for the comfort he provided.

Kama leaned against the tree, folding her arms. "So, what's the plan now, Ritsuka? We can't just sit here and wait for the next group of knights to come after us."

Ritsuka pondered for a moment, looking back toward the battlefield. "Let's try to gather more information without drawing attention to ourselves. We can blend in among the common soldiers. There's bound to be someone who knows what's happening."

Medusa nodded in agreement. "We can find a nearby camp or village. They might have heard rumors about what's causing the anomalies in Orléans."

Morgan straightened up, her expression turning serious. "Just be cautious. The last thing we need is to get caught in another skirmish or stir up more trouble. We need to keep our presence low-key."

Ritsuka shared a determined look with his companions. "Alright, let's move out and see what we can uncover. Stick together and watch each other's backs."

They carefully navigated away from the tree, heading toward the outskirts of the battlefield, where they spotted a small encampment of soldiers resting near a riverbank. The sounds of laughter and chatter reached their ears, a stark contrast to the chaos they had just experienced.

"Let's approach this group," Ritsuka suggested, his heart pounding with anticipation. "But remember to stay inconspicuous. We're just travelers who happened to find themselves caught in the middle of a conflict."

As they drew closer, Ritsuka noticed the diverse mix of soldiers, their faces weary but resilient. Some were cleaning their weapons, while others were tending to their horses. The camaraderie among them was palpable, and it reminded Ritsuka of his own team back in Chaldea.

He took a deep breath and stepped forward, adopting a casual demeanor. "Excuse me, good sirs!" he called out, trying to project confidence. "We come in peace. We've just arrived and heard tales of the ongoing conflict. Can you share what has transpired?"

The soldiers paused, turning their attention to Ritsuka and his group. A burly knight with a scar running down his cheek stepped forward, eyeing them skeptically. "What business do you have in a time of war? State your names!"

Ritsuka exchanged glances with his companions, silently coordinating their approach. "I'm Ritsuka Fujimaru, a traveler seeking to understand the conflict," he replied, trying to sound authoritative. "These are my companions: Mash, Kama, Medusa, and Morgan. We were caught up in the chaos and wish to learn about what's happening here."

The knight crossed his arms, still skeptical but somewhat intrigued. "You don't look like soldiers. What do you know of the troubles plaguing Orléans?"

Mash stepped forward, her resolve shining through. "We've heard whispers of a disturbance in the land, something that threatens to change history. We wish to help in any way we can."

The knight's expression softened slightly, his curiosity piqued. "You wish to help? This is no ordinary battle. We're in the midst of a struggle against the forces of an enemy who wields dark magic. They seek to overturn the balance of power in this war."

Ritsuka's heart raced. "Dark magic? Is that what's causing the anomalies? Have you seen anything unusual—something that doesn't belong in this time?"

The knight hesitated, glancing back at his fellow soldiers before nodding slowly. "We've encountered strange figures on the battlefield—creatures that should not exist. They've been wreaking havoc, and their presence only adds to the chaos."

"Creatures?" Ritsuka echoed, his mind racing with possibilities. "Can you describe them?"

One of the soldiers chimed in, a younger man with bright eyes. "They look like twisted versions of knights, their armor corrupted and their eyes glowing with malevolence. They attack without warning, and we've lost many good men to them."

Morgan's brow furrowed. "It sounds like the work of a malevolent force trying to rewrite history. We need to find out who or what is behind this."

"Are there any leads?" Ritsuka pressed, hoping for more information.

The burly knight nodded gravely. "There have been whispers of a sorceress hiding in the woods outside the city. Some say she's the one orchestrating these attacks, using dark magic to control these creatures. But many who venture into those woods never return."

Kama stepped forward, her eyes gleaming with determination. "We'll go after this sorceress. If she's behind the anomalies, we need to confront her and stop whatever she's planning."

Ritsuka agreed. "If we can find her and learn her motives, we may be able to restore the timeline and prevent further chaos."

The knight regarded them with a mixture of respect and caution. "You're brave to take on such a task. Just be careful; the woods are treacherous, and not everything is as it seems."

"Thank you for the warning," Ritsuka replied, a newfound sense of purpose filling him. "We'll make our way to the woods and find this sorceress. Stay safe out here."

As they turned to leave, Mash felt a weight lift from her shoulders. "We're finally getting somewhere," she said, a smile creeping back onto her face. "Let's move quickly before things escalate further."

With their mission set, Ritsuka and his companions made their way toward the ominous woods, ready to confront the unknown. Each step felt like they were delving deeper into the heart of history itself, the fate of Orléans hanging in the balance. They would face whatever awaited them together, determined to rewrite the story of this era.

They arrived near a forest, as then they saw it wyvern, as Morgan was suprise, they were dragon but compair to Medusa, Kama and Morgan, they are noting as they took down the ground off Wyvern.

Morgan counted the Wyvern. "10 this not normally, Wyvern pack only go up to 4, maybe 5, no it can't be"

Kama just looked at her. "Dragon tamer"

Ritsuka looked at her. "Dragon what"

Morgan looked back at Kama. "It is impossible the last one died a few thousand years ago and new one can't be born not after a few more 100 years".

Ritsuka looked at Mash. "Um explain".

Mash stepped forward, ready to clarify the situation. "A dragon tamer is someone who can control and command dragons or wyverns. It's a rare ability, especially since most of the dragons and wyverns in history have either been slain or have gone extinct."

Ritsuka raised an eyebrow, still puzzled. "So, you're saying someone has somehow revived or summoned these wyverns? How is that even possible?"

Morgan folded her arms, her expression tense. "If a dragon tamer exists, they could manipulate wyverns to serve their will. But that would imply a deep connection to dark magic, especially if they're commanding such a large pack."

Kama added, "This could explain the anomalies we've been seeing. A dragon tamer might be the source of the disturbances in Orléans. If they're taming these creatures, they could be changing the course of history in a catastrophic way."

Ritsuka nodded, absorbing the information. "So, our objective just became more complex. We're not just dealing with a sorceress; we're up against someone with significant power who can control these wyverns."

Morgan glanced at the wyverns, who were perched atop the rocky outcrop nearby, their scales shimmering under the dim light filtering through the trees. "We have to be cautious. If they attack, it could end badly for us. But we need to learn more about this dragon tamer and their motivations."

"Let's get closer and see if we can overhear anything," Ritsuka suggested, motioning for the group to remain low and stealthy as they approached the wyverns.

As they crept through the underbrush, the sound of deep growls and flapping wings echoed in the air. Ritsuka's heart raced, adrenaline coursing through his veins. The wyverns were imposing, each one easily towering over them, and their eyes glowed with an unsettling intelligence.

Suddenly, the group heard a voice rising above the sounds of the forest. "Bring me the captives! We shall feast tonight!" The voice was rich and commanding, sending chills down Ritsuka's spine.

Kama's eyes widened. "That must be the dragon tamer. We need to find out who they are and what their intentions are."

They peered through the branches, spotting a figure standing in a clearing. Dressed in dark robes, the figure had an air of authority, with a staff adorned with dragon motifs. Surrounding them were several wyverns, obediently awaiting commands.

Ritsuka gestured for everyone to stay quiet. "Let's listen."

The tamer continued, "These pathetic soldiers of Orléans will be our first meal of the evening. Once the fear of my wyverns spreads, no one will dare oppose me. I will reclaim what was lost, and this land will kneel before my power!"

Medusa narrowed her eyes. "We can't let this happen. If this tamer is allowed to continue, they will plunge the region into chaos."

Ritsuka nodded, determination filling him. "We need to confront them. If we can defeat the tamer and the wyverns, we might restore balance and prevent further anomalies in this timeline."

Morgan unsheathed her sword, a fierce glint in her eye. "Then let's take them down. We can't allow them to grow more powerful."

They began to strategize. "I'll distract the wyverns," Ritsuka said. "While they're focused on me, you all can take down the tamer."

"Be careful, Ritsuka," Mash cautioned. "We don't know how powerful they really are."

"I will be," he assured her, trying to remain confident. "We'll fight together. We have to."

With their plan in place, Ritsuka took a deep breath and stepped into the clearing, raising his voice. "Hey! You!" he called out, drawing the attention of the dragon tamer and the wyverns. "You won't get away with this!"

The tamer turned, surprise flickering across their face. "Well, well, what do we have here? A little hero playing at bravery? How quaint."

Ritsuka grinned, readying himself for the confrontation. "Not just a hero—I'm the one who's going to stop you!"

Without a moment's hesitation, the tamer raised their staff, summoning the wyverns to attack. They screeched and took to the air, their wings creating gusts of wind that sent leaves spiraling around them.

"Now!" Ritsuka shouted, and the group sprang into action.

As the wyverns dove toward him, Ritsuka dodged to the side, his heart racing. He could feel the heat from their flames as they passed, and he quickly called upon his abilities, summoning a barrier of light to protect himself.

Kama and Medusa charged in, using their agility to evade the swooping creatures. Morgan swung her sword, cutting through the air with precision, aiming for the tamer while Mash focused on supporting the group, using her own abilities to strengthen their defenses.

"Ritsuka, behind you!" Mash shouted, and he quickly turned to see a wyvern closing in on him.

He leaped to the side just in time, but the force of its wind knocked him off balance. As he regained his footing, he could see the tamer laughing, clearly enjoying the chaos.

"You think you can stop me?" the tamer mocked. "My wyverns are far stronger than you realize!"

Ritsuka gritted his teeth, determination hardening in his chest. "We won't let you win!" he yelled, channeling his energy. He focused on the wyvern in front of him, gathering his strength to counterattack.

Meanwhile, Morgan closed the distance to the tamer, her sword gleaming in the dim light. "Enough of this! Your reign of terror ends now!"

The tamer's expression turned serious as they raised their staff, a surge of dark magic crackling around them. "You dare challenge me? You'll regret this!"

As the battle intensified, Ritsuka could see the tide turning. He felt the bond with his companions strengthen, their resolve united against the formidable foe. With every attack, every defensive move, they fought not just for themselves but for the future of Orléans.

"Let's finish this!" Ritsuka shouted, his voice echoing through the clearing as he prepared for a decisive strike. Together, they would confront the darkness threatening to engulf this timeline and reclaim the world from its clutches.

To be continued