Lost Sword story ยท Character episode
Lancelot Episode
5 scenes, 325 lines
1. The Strongest Knight
45 linesToday was the day for a friendly sparring match with Lancelot.
There's always something to learn from someone who's mastered fae swordsmanship.
Thanks for sparring with me, as always.
Hehe, don't mention it, I'm having fun.
And with that, the duel began.
The moment Lancelot drew her blade, her smile vanished, replaced by razor-sharp focus.
Hah! Haa!
Each clash of our wooden swords sent shockwaves up my arm.
If these were real blades, any one of her strikes could've ended me.
I focused on dodging rather than countering, waiting for an opening.
Finally, I spotted a brief lapse in her stance, and struck with everything I had.
..!
Lancelot's sword flew from her hand. The match was over.
You've improved a lot in such a short time. Sparring with you's always a thrill.
That's only because we're using wooden swords. With real ones, I'd be toast.
Heh. Always so modest.
You down for another round?
Hmm... let's take a short break.
She pulled out a small pouch and started touching up her makeup.
You're doing your makeup? Now?
Pretty sure you're already more than fine without it...
W-Who said anything about flirting?!
Keeping up appearances is important...
Hehe. Then maybe you should try learning makeup, Ethan?
I bet you'd get the hang of it in no time.
Uh... I think I'll pass.
As we relaxed and chatted, a scream echoed from the forest.
Kyaaah!!!
..! Lancelot... That scream...
Before I could finish, Lancelot dashed off at lightning speed and vanished from sight.
I ran after her as fast as I could, but by the time I arrived, it was all over.
Thank you miss!
Monsters lay defeated on the ground, and Lancelot gently patted a child's head.
Hehe. The forest is dangerous, you know. You shouldn't come this far in. Promise me you'll be more careful next time, okay?
Okay! I promise!
Lancelot pulled out a lolipop and placed it in the child's hand.
Here, a gift from me.
If you keep your promise, I'll give you something even better next time. Got it?
Thanks, miss! Hehe!
Lancelot smiled, clearly satisfied with the child's grin.
She could be eccentric at times, but at heart, she was a true knight.
2. A Small Wound
53 linesYou suddenly want to spar at the beach? What's going on?
I got tired of looking at nothing but trees. Sometimes, you need a change of scenery.
Lancelot tossed her shoes aside and ran barefoot onto the sand.
And I've always wanted to visit a beach like this.
In novels, there's always a scene where everyone goes to the sea.
I nodded, thinking, "Of course there'd be a swimsuit episode."
And every time I read those scenes, I get so envious. It's something we never get to experience in real life.
Especially now of all times, with all the monsters and Merfolk near the shores.
Ordinary townspeople could be put in danger simply by visiting the beach.
Hehe. So now... should we practice?
Practice...? What?
Lancelot stepped closer, wearing a suggestive smile.
We wear swimsuits... run along the shore till sunset...
And when night falls, we have an unforgettable evening at the inn...
Wha?! H-Hey! What are you talking about all of a sudden?!
Huh? Why are you reacting like that? What were you imagining?
The moonlight glistening on the waves... soaking in warm water as we gaze at the sea...
I just thought it'd make a wonderful memory.
Hehe. Did you have something else in mind?
......
Once again, I'd fallen for Lancelot's teasing.
No matter how many times she pulls this, her bold, innocent expression always catches me off guard.
If there's something you want... just tell me. I'm always ready.
Ahem... L-Let's just find a place to spar before it gets too late!
And so, we set out in search of a monster-free spot to duel.
Ethan. Over there, look. A big rock.
Whoa... How'd a boulder that size even get here?
Lancelot ducked behind the rock and whispered.
Here, no one will hear us... no matter what we do.
Nice try, but that trick won't work anymore.
Hehe. Worth a shot. Well, then... let's spar, ngh!
...Huh? What's wrong?
N-No, it's nothing.
That face says otherwise. Show me. What happened?
......
Lancelot lifted her right foot. A broken seashell had cut into her sole, and blood was trickling down.
...! You're bleeding. We need to treat that right away!
I quickly brushed off the sand and tore a strip from my clothes to wrap the wound.
The cut's deeper than I thought... and we've got no clean water to disinfect it...
Lancelot. I'll carry you back. We don't have time to waste.
..!! It's nothing. Just a scratch. I'll be fine after resting a bit...
Don't say that!
Ignore a small wound, and it might become something serious.
...Okay. Thanks.
We wouldn't be able to spar properly like this anyway.
...Okay.
And so, I carried Lancelot on my back and headed toward town.
3. An Honest Heart
49 linesI wasn't sure if I had gotten stronger or if Lancelot was just light...
But carrying her wasn't difficult.
The problem lay elsewhere.
Squish.
It was the soft, pillowy sensation pressing against my back.
If I became any more aware of it, I wouldn't be able to move for... other reasons.
I had to get these thoughts out of my head somehow.
Lancelot, can I ask you something?
Huh? Don't tell me I'm too heavy...
No, that's not it. Don't worry. It might be a bit of a serious question...
How did you get so strong?
Hehe. If I tell you, you might be disappointed in me.
That's fine. I want to know, that's why I'm asking.
......
The truth is, my sword... it's not noble or righteous like yours, Ethan.
It's a blade for revenge. In other words, it was made to take lives.
Revenge?
Ten years ago, the kingdom I lived in... was destroyed by the Empire of Ygritte.
The emperor wanted to take me as his concubine, but my father refused... So the emperor made up a false excuse and invaded the kingdom.
So I... had no choice but to run away with my mother.
...So that's when you started practicing the sword.
I swung my sword not with pride or conviction, but purely for revenge.
My strength is the result of that dark obsession.
Well? Are you disappointed?
Huh? Why would I be? Wanting to become strong for your own sake is perfectly natural.
..!
And... you think my sword is noble and righteous? It's not like that at all.
I only picked up a sword to find a way back home. It wasn't for anything admirable.
So... uh...
Stop putting yourself down so much.
......
Looks like we're already here. Come on, let's get that cut treated first.
After that, I walked Lancelot to her place.
Get plenty of rest for now. If you move around too much, it'll scar.
Hehe. I got it.
Alright, I'll be going now...
...! Wait!
Just as I was about to head back to the inn, Lancelot grabbed my sleeve.
Come on, give the teasing a break...
...This time, I meant it.
Hm? What?
Hehe. It's nothing. Princess Elizabeth might be worried, you should hurry back.
I... I just did what anyone else would've done.
Hehe. You really are...
Hm? What?
It's nothing. I'll send you another letter once my foot's healed.
And so, I returned to the inn.
4. Someone Precious
46 linesA few days later, I was summoned by Lancelot and headed into town.
What? Where's your sword?
Huh? I didn't bring it, obviously. I didn't call you here for a spar today.
Then why did you...
When a man and a woman meet up alone, there's only one reason. It's a date.
A... date?!
I read about dates in a book yesterday... and it left such a strong impression.
It stuck with me so much, I wanted to try it for myself. That's why I called you. You're the only guy I know.
Even so, a date's a bit...
Hehe. Ethan, did you forget already? You said if we became comrades, you'd make sure every day was exciting.
If we don't go on this date today... I might not be able to keep my end of the promise.
Hehe. Thanks. So, where should we go first?
And so, we spent the day together, exploring the town.
From coffee shops to cosmetics stores... Lancelot looked happy no matter where we went.
Can I choose our last stop?
I don't mind.
Then... I want to see the ocean.
The ocean? Didn't we already go last time?
I mean... the real ocean. The vast one, seen from a ship. That's what I want to see.
Hehe. Thanks, Ethan.
We boarded the earliest ship we could find.
But once we were on board, something felt off about Lancelot.
Lancelot? Is something wrong? You don't look so good.
Hehe... Actually, I came here to visit my father.
Your father?
"My beloved daughter. You don't have to be sad."
"I'll become the very wind of Britannia, and always be by your side."
That's what he told me the day I fled the kingdom.
Years later, I went to find him again... but I never could.
So I decided this place would be his grave. It's where the warmest breeze blows.
......
Sorry, Ethan. The date today... it was a lie.
It's just... it had been so long, and I was too scared to come here alone.
Thank you... for coming with me.
No, I should be the one thanking you. Because...
It means you trust me that much, right?
Hehe. That's right. You're the most trustworthy person in the world.
It means I'm someone that important to you, right?
Yeah... important enough that I can't imagine ever meeting someone like you again.
Lancelot hesitated for a moment, then firmly held my hand.
And then the wind began to blow.
A cool breeze, gentle enough to make our hair sway, followed us as we left the ship.
5. Swimsuit Lancelot
132 linesThanks to everyone's efforts, peace was slowly returning across the continent.
But it wasn't truly over. Where order breaks, opportunists always emerge.
Maintaining public safety is boring... but necessary.
Hey there, cutie...! You lookin' real fine.
Kekeke, how 'bout a little fun with us?
Yeah... Case in point.
I was muttering to myself when I noticed the commotion.
I figured it was nothing, until I saw who they were bothering.
Hey. You guys might wanna back off bef, wait, Lancelot?!
Not even close.
Hmm? Then maybe you're here for another beachside sparring session like before?
I'm just patrolling. Got a request from the kingdom to help keep order in the newly restored towns.
What about you? What's with the serving tray?
I'm working. Cute, right?
You're part-timing? Why?
I ran out of money for skincare. And... I saw these shoes I really want... hehe.
....
Strong as hell, but still chasing that perfect feminine aesthetic. Gotta respect it.
While we were chatting, the thugs had already slinked away.
No need to deal with idiots like them one by one.
Who knows? They could've been good people.
Not a chance. Their intentions were written all over their faces.
You're working, after all, better to keep that kind of trash away.
Hmm... Ethan, what kind of juice do you like?
...Are you even listening to me?
You don't need to be so uptight. I heard a lot of relationships start with this kind of thing.
Not that it matters. I already have you.
W-What do you mean "relationship"? Those guys weren't even serious.
Then why were they hitting on me?
Well...
I opened my mouth but nothing came out. With that outfit and her sheer presence, I didn't stand a chance.
You're way too cautious, Ethan. People meet naturally, it doesn't always have to be a big deal.
I mean, for some reason guys have been hitting on me lately.
Can't imagine why...
Hmm... are you jealous, Ethan? Worried I might go off with someone else?
W-What kind of nonsense is that?!
Fufu...
That teasing smile of hers was seriously dangerous. Maybe it was the heat... or the presence of her large...
Okay... think pure thoughts...
Anyway, I'm going to make another round. Can't let anything ruin the mood of this brand-new beach market.
Okay. I'll have a cold drink ready when you're back.
Haha, thanks. Good luck with work, Lancelot.
The market seemed peaceful when I returned.
But... Lancelot was nowhere to be seen.
Huh? She done already?
That's when I heard the voices.
Come on, sweetheart. You'd rather hang out with us than waste your time here, right?
Yeah. That body of yours deserves better than handing out drinks at some stand.
Then we'll buy everything on the menu. Come on, quit playing hard to get.
Don't be so rough. I said no...
Are you seriously gonna keep blowing us off? Huh?
That voice...
I rushed over. Behind a food stall, I found Lancelot surrounded by a bunch of guys.
Back off. Now.
Huh?! Who's this guy?
Figures. Guys like this never back down quietly.
But honestly... I'd been looking for a little action. Time to liven up this boring patrol shift.
I threw myself into the fray.
WHAM! THUD!
Y-You'll regret this!
Ugh...
Textbook thugs. Not a single memorable line on the way out.
Lancelot, you okay?
Thanks, Ethan. I was kinda stuck...
Didn't know what to do, but then bam!, you showed up and saved me. Fufu.
You did the right thing not fighting back. If they caused trouble later, it could've turned into a huge mess.
So you were worried I'd get in trouble? Wow... Is there anyone more thoughtful than you?
I just didn't want this market, or that stall, to get wrecked.
I'm actually pretty close with the stall owner. It's fine.
Oh?
Yeah, probably someone you know.
Who?
It's a secret! It's more fun to find out later, don't you think?
To open a stall this quickly... who do I know that's that fast-moving?
Hey, are you working alone? Seems like a lot to handle with this many customers.
I'm on my own, but it's not too bad. It's a good workout, actually.
Training through daily life, huh?
Exactly. I may have lost direction for a while, but if you ever need help, I want to be there.
Can't let myself get rusty.
Still, the owner really left you alone here?
They're just off checking the other stalls.
Even if you are really close, they're really asking a lot from you...
It's really okay. Besides, the owner begged me to work. Said I'd bring in a crowd.
Why's that?
Said my outfit was perfect for the beach, and thirsty men.
Honestly, I don't get it. This much skin is pretty normal, right?
...Nope. That stall owner was spot-on.
Even while we talked, my eyes kept awkwardly darting anywhere but her. She really had no idea what kind of effect she had.
So... are you working for the money? Or because the stall owner talked you into it?
Hmm... Both, I guess?
Lately, things have just been so boring. Would've been nice to have someone to spar with, but everyone's busy.
Fighting with you now and then is fun, though... Fufu!
Lancelot's too free-spirited to take an official role in the Allied Forces. I'm sure she'd turn down the offer outright.
Then maybe...
How about a new goal?
I've got one. A fiery, passionate romance. Just like in the novels.
Sweet life, huh? Nothing wrong with that. But... not like this.
Hmm... I actually have a great idea...
Take it easy and enjoy the world
You don't need to live with blood on your hands. Honestly, working like this in a cute outfit suits you.
Oh?
And hey, if you ever find a partner, even better.
But if you want someone serious, you might wanna tone it down a little.
Tone what down?
Uh... stuff like your outfit. And those... provocative comments you make sometimes.
Most guys wouldn't mind, sure. But someone with serious feelings might get the wrong idea.
They might think you're not being genuine. Or feel like you're way out of their league.
Wow... Ethan, you're... really something. You feel different all of a sudden.
Do I...?
Is it because you're a guy and just know these things?
I thought... if I just flirted, licked a little, maybe sucked on...
STOP! That's exactly the kind of thing I'm talking about!
Huh? That's what the novels said.
People misunderstand when they hear stuff like that!
Ugh... I don't even know what counts as "too much." How am I supposed to act normal?
I looked at Lancelot as she quietly served another customer.
She was doing fine. Still, if there was a way to help her learn the basics of "normal" behavior...
...Maybe you should keep doing this job.
When you serve customers, you meet all kinds of people. You might get used to regular conversation. You might even pick up a thing or two from watching couples interact.
You think this job is helping me?
Probably. Elizabeth and Bedivere both got a lot better at talking to people while working at the inn.
She said it softly, so quietly, I almost missed it.
But the feeling behind it came through loud and clear. My heart skipped a beat.
Here. Your blueberry juice, as promised. I even crushed the ice for you.
Thanks.
Lancelot's smile was as refreshing as the sea breeze itself.



