"W-what! A development folks! The weapon that Arthur had obtained through the use of Volund, is none other than..."
"Hohoho~" Zeus laugh.
"A gauntlet!" Heimdall declared.
All the eyes of the audience soon were targeting forward the gauntlet on Arthur's right hand, where they saw the design of the gauntlet was well-oriented with a dragon-like marking on the edge of the gauntlet.
"By the looks of it, he's planning to fight the God Zeus with his mighty sword Excalibur! Well, he is called the king of knights for something folks! Now, the question we all have in our heads is, will the sword that promises victory defeat the God Zeus!?"
Many cheers began to erupt from both the arena side, with the humanity hoping that they can win the next round since the one fighting for them is none other than the king of knights, and the Gods side who cheer on Zeus hoping that the humans will not gain another victory.
Thought somewhere in the audience there were a band group of knights wearing armor, who had most of their face in utter shock and confusion by the sight their seeing right now.
"W-wh-at!? That isn't father!?" screamed a man in shock and anger.
"Calm yourself, sir Mordred. We all know that the man in front of us isn't our king well, not the one to be precise," another man started to reason with the angry knights.
"Tch! Shut it, I know damn well! That he wasn't supposed to be here in the first place, he was supposed to be in Avalon after I kill him!" anger and hate can throughout his voice.
This man is Sir Mordred, the bastard child of King Arthur and Morgan Le Fay. Though in this timeline Mordred isn't a woman but men, since timelines are different and so is the universe that Arthur and the others live on.
"I know, the fall of Camlamn was ages ago. Though I never see the day when he shall come back, to fight for humanity once again," uttered the man in sadness.
In the center of the arena, Arthur who heard both the knight's conversation with his Instinct ability can only let out a sigh. After all, the one who trash-talking behind his back was none other than his bastard child of this timeline.
Though he didn't care for that part very much, he still have something else to do which involved beating a muscular old man to submission, he then let out an awkward smile as he approached, Zeus casually.
Zeus who saw this cannot help himself but let out a laugh.
"Hohoho!" Zeus laughed, he then pointed his finger toward Arthurgauntelt. "You've got some taste with that~"
"Yeah the gauntlet is very nice," Arthur replied, as he then began to grab Excalibur hill. "So... Where is your weapon?"
This statement alone might sound pretty normal but the weight it carries is beyond what everyone expects since those words left his mouth the entire God's side began to go in silent shocked by his bold claim.
"Hey... That human is speaking to Zeus-sama casually,"
"Mus be hearing things..."
"Awawawa.."
Tighten up his right fist, he then shows it to Arthur.
"I want to hear the sounds your bones make when I'm grinding them to dust, you see~" laughs Zeus as he then kisses his right fist. "So I'm going barehanded~"
"I see, but I think you'll regret that decision later on," Arthur said.
"Hohoho~ that's the spirit!" Zeus jumped in excitement. "Well, that's enough talk for now! For starters..."
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Rise Of The Wrought Iron King
Fanfiction(this is a fate fan fic) Shirou emiya the master of the Saber class servant from the fifth holy grail war and the winner of the holy grail usually the winner will be granted a wish from the cup yet he dismantle the grail because the cup was corrupte...