(Y/N) P.O.V
It's been a few days since we took the Bridge of Myrddin. Now Seth, Byleth, Flayn, and I were talking to each other planning our next move until a Church Soldier came to us. "Emergency! In Gronder Field... There's a... It's..."
"We are in the middle of a military conference. Please calm yourself and tell us what is the matter." Seteth says sternly.
"Yes, sir! It seems the Kingdom and Alliance armies clashed with Imperial forces on Gronder Feild! Amid the chaos of the three armies battling each other out there, the Imperial army was routed! Edelgard sustained heavy wounds and retreated to Enbarr!" The Soldier says.
"Well then! I suppose-" Seteth says with a smile before getting cut off by the soldier.
"Sir! The Kingdom army was also decimated and... His Highness, Dimitri, has been counted amount the dead." The soldier says leaving the four of us shocked.
"What?!" Seteth asks shocked.
"No way... Wait, what about Claude and the Alliance?" I ask bracing myself for any bad news.
"The Alliance Sustained heavy casualties as well. And the whereabouts of their leader, Claude, is currently unknown." The soldier says.
"Unkown? I..." Seteth says still shocked.
"Dimitri is dead..." Byleth says sadly.
"It must have been a brutal fight. To have lost His Highness... How tragic." Seth says and looks at us. "Our only solace is that Edelgard sustained severe injuries. This is all quite unexpected, but we must find a way to use this situation to our advantage. The Empire's main force has suffered a mighty blow. Edelgard will most certainly avoid the front lines. Now is the time for us to infiltrate the Empire and aim for the capital."
"But...what will happen to the lords of the old Kingdom and Alliance territories?" Flayn asks
"They have lost many leaders and soldiers. I am sure they must be hard at work rebuilding. We will foster cooperation by aiding them through the local churches. The remaining lords of the Kingdom and Alliance must join together to form one union." Seteth says before turning his attention to Byleth and me. "And you two should be the ones to lead them... What do you say?"
"In time..." Byleth says hesitantly.
"Yeah, that's something we'll need to think about..." I say equally as hesitant as Byleth was.
"Indeed. It is a question for another day. We must focus on our battle with the Empire." Seteth says and puts his hand against his chin. "For now, what is our next course of action?"
"Let's decide where to invade first," Byleth says hearing a nod from Seteth.
"We must choose a place within the Empire that will give us solid defenses for our front line... That will become the foothold for our invasion of the capital. There is one massive fortress that boasts the greatest defenses in the Empire... Fort Merceus. We will stand no chance if we attack by traditional means. We must gather everyone and devise a plan of attack." Seteth says
Timeskip
"Hm, such a nice selection of tea leaves in the pantry here," Ferdinand says as he examines a pantry while Lysithea, Byleth, and I hang out in the cafeteria with him, which was pretty boring.
"Tea is nice and all, but it's not much good when you don't have sweets to go with it, "Lysithea says.
"Sweet treats are less common, yes, but perhaps that makes sense. War is not sugar-coated." Ferdinand says.
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Descendant Of The Demon Saint (DMC Male Reader x Fire Emblem Three Houses
Fanfiction(Y/N) Sparda is the son of the legendary demon Slayer, Dante. after fighting a powerful demon he was sent to the world of Three houses and is assigned to be an assistant and student of Byleth at the Officer's Academy. I do not own any of the art or...
