The Heir To The King Of Heroes

3| Spar

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After their meeting with the two newly summoned servants, Gudao and Gudako, along with their Shielder, strolled along the magnificent halls of the Wandering Sea. Hiro, with his characteristic arrogance, took the lead, his eyes wandering over the various weapons displayed by the other servants they passed.

Their original plan was to show Hiro to his room and help him acclimate to Chaldea, but the blonde heir had different ideas. He was eager to explore Chaldea and see the weapons wielded by the current servants, driven by his insatiable hunger for battle and desire to test his mettle against formidable opponents.

Hiro's gaze swept across the grand hallway, filled with curiosity and a hint of excitement.

Hiro: (examining the surroundings) "How many servants reside in this place, Master?"

Gudao: "To be honest, I've lost count. My sister and I have summoned numerous servants, and Da Vinci and Sion keeps track of them all. They would be the ones to give an accurate number."

Hiro: (smirking) "No matter. Tell me, do you have a sparring area in this base of yours?"

Mash: "Yes, Hiro-san. We do have a dedicated sparring area where servants can hone their skills and engage in battles."

Hiro: (his smirk widening) "Excellent. Take me there immediately. I wish to continue our battle, Shielder. Our previous duel was interrupted, and I desire to settle it once and for all."

Mash: (nervously) "Um..."

Hiro: (assertively) "Rest assured, I will not accept a refusal. Lead the way to the sparring room."

With Hiro's unwavering determination, the group made their way towards the sparring room. As they entered, their eyes fell upon a noble Saber servant standing in the center of the room, his sword firmly planted in the ground. He seemed to be deep in concentration, oblivious to their presence.

Hiro instantly recognized him as one of the servants they had encountered in the summoning room, a servant known for his chivalry and refined manners.

Saber: "Master, what brings you here?"

The Saber servant spoke with a calm and courteous tone, a smile gracing his lips as he opened his eyes and turned towards the group.

Gudao: "We were just showing Hiro around the base-"

Interrupting the master, Hiro, clad in his imposing armor, charged at Arthur with his blades firmly in hand. The clash of their weapons echoed through the air, a testament to their formidable skills. Arthur reacted swiftly, lifting Excalibur from the ground to meet Hiro's assault, their blades meeting in a resounding clash.

"Clang!"

A smirk graced Hiro's face as he felt the resistance of Arthur's sword against his own. His arrogance seemed to grow, bolstered by the formidable opponent before him.

Hiro: "I knew it! It is Excalibur! So, you're King Arthur? It matters not. Allow me the honor of sparring with you!"

Arthur, undeterred by Hiro's bravado, smiled with a calm and collected demeanor.

Arthur: "Yes, I am King Arthur. But am I allowed to decline this invitation?"

Hiro's smirk widened, his arrogance shining through.

Hiro: "No, you are not."

Arthur's smile remained, an air of amusement coloring his expression.

Arthur: "Understandable."

With renewed determination, Hiro exerted more force on his blades, pushing against Arthur's sword, attempting to overpower him. However, Arthur's steady grip and unwavering composure proved to be a formidable match.