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Third Person POV
Northern kingdoms.
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In the far east of Cintra, a huge military camp was established in the western area of the region, with thousands of tents. In one particularly prominent tent, a meeting was currently taking place with the commanders of Cintra.
"We have been in this damned war for over a year, and we have only reclaimed half of our territories..." Calanthe stood among her men, looking at the map and feeling frustrated with the situation that had unfolded over a year on the battlefield.
"We are doing everything to win this war, my queen..." One of the nobles spoke.
"We are making them taste Cintra, they will retreat soon." Another man said.
"But it's still not enough..." Calanthe commented, still slightly disgusted with the situation.
"Why don't we start with a total attack... we've been at this for a year, and it will take another three if we continue like this." Lord Rushford commented among the group.
"I appreciate your suggestion, my lord... but a total attack, even if we emerge victorious... We will lose a lot, and Angren feels the same, after all, they have not launched such an attack. We will be open for other nations from the north and south to attack if we enter such a situation..." Mousesack commented beside the queen.
"Perhaps we should just hand over the princess..." One of the nobles said timidly.
"What did you say, Lord Stone!? What nonsense!" Another noble angrily responded to the suggestion, causing everyone to glare.
"Calm down!" Calanthe exclaimed as everyone fell silent a moment later.
"We will not hand over my granddaughter to anyone, especially not for Cintra to lose its power as an independent kingdom, heard? And if I hear such a thing again, I swear I will put the noble in question in the middle of a cell!" She growled as the man shrunk back.
"Now let's end this meeting now and continue it tomorrow, when you are cooler-headed and can finally give us useful suggestions for getting Cintra out of this situation!" She spoke again as everyone started to leave the tent.
Except for one noble who exclaimed to Lord Stone, which made Calanthe raise her eyebrow at him as she approached. "My queen... I wanted to know, my family has been one of the great families that served the royalty of Cintra for generations and contributed much in this war... you know... I have a son the age of your granddaughter and we never had the honor of having royal blood in our family..." He said, and Calanthe sighed at this bloodsucker.
"Thank you for your victory in the western valley, you really contributed to Cintra's victory in that area and you will be negotiated... But my granddaughter is not up for negotiation, understand that, my lord. Could you please leave us?" She asked and the man, despite his frustrated expression, nodded and bowed before leaving.
"These guys are a bunch of greedy men..." Eist spoke beside her, as Calanthe nodded.
"If my deceased daughter, Pavetta, had given birth to a son as well... We wouldn't be in a situation where all the nobles see my granddaughter as a chance to ascend to the throne of Cintra, whether internal or external nobles..." Calanthe murmured.
"This will always happen, until the day of your granddaughter's wedding, everyone will see a chance to assume power in Cintra through Princess Cirilla..." Mousesack commented.
"What do you suggest, that I do what you have been telling me about in recent months?" She raised an eyebrow at him.
"You know he is the best option for the future of Cintra..." Mousesack commented.
"He cannot become king, you know he is a boy who appeared out of nowhere, made many enemies among the nobility, how do you think Cintra will accept this?" Calanthe looked at Mousesack seriously.
"Then let him earn merits for himself... Call him to the war, I'm sure he can help achieve victory, give him the status and lands of the Chip family if he can find a solution to the war..." Mousesack insisted.
"Skellige will support this decision, of course he has to prove that strength to our warriors..." Eist decided to speak.
"..." Calanthe remained silent for a moment, just listening to those words.
"Remember that he defeated a witcher... at just 8 years old... Can you imagine the potential this boy possesses, what he will be able to do when fully developed... And he is perfectly human, we're not talking about a witcher, vampire, or monster, the boy is powerful with the body of an ordinary human, he can have children like anyone else." Mousesack spoke, seeing Madara as a potential witcher, but what he saw in the forest... the child defeating the same, being just a precocious child... and Mousesack felt how he had grown stronger, after all, Madara emerged from that fight with an aura even more dangerous than before...
"Yes, about that unknown power you mentioned..." Calanthe murmured.
"Say what you will, but you know what your granddaughter is like and you know that in a few years she may not see Madara as her best friend the way she admires him... You want the day to come when you hear news that your granddaughter has run off with the boy and you know the boy is very good at hiding. And will you send the royal guard force? You know that not even Lord Commander Varys stands a chance against the boy, don't you?" Eist spoke.
"..." Calanthe looked at the two men thoughtfully. "What do you suggest then? How can we make an unknown, nameless boy, become the king of Cintra?" She asked, as absurd as that seemed.
"Summon him to the war. He will contribute enough for no one to question your decision..." Mousesack spoke.
"..." Calanthe was initially thoughtful about all this, after all, this spoke of the future of the country her ancestors built, and even about the ancient blood that ran in her veins, by handing it over to this boy.
"Remember that the boy has his own lineage... It's not as if Cirilla is losing out, if your great-grandchildren are born with the strength of Madara, you will have the most powerful kingdom on the continent in a few decades, after all, the boy can survive any situation... What kinds of kings will Cintra start to have in this case..." Mousesack seemed to read Calanthe's mind as he said these words.
"Alright... if the boy proves himself powerful enough to end this war, I will make him a hero earning high status in the kingdom." Calanthe said. "I want you to prepare a letter for the capital and summon the boy here." She requested while Mousesack nodded and left the room.
"You won't regret this, Calanthe." Eist commented beside her.
"I hope you're right, Eist." Elka commented, watching the mage leave the tent, passing by the royal guards.
Meanwhile, in the capital, Madara was at his house, hanging upside down from a tree as he concentrated on controlling his chakra, after all, he had received such a large amount that it tripled his previous level of chakra before the fight against the witcher, he also managed to increase it even further, developing his chakra on his own and developed 1% more without the system rewarding him, making Madara not feel so dependent on this system as he had imagined.
But it was good to have the system as well, after all, he didn't want to go through all the troubles the Uchihas had to go through to achieve the mangekyou sharingan and especially the eternal, first because he didn't want to kill the most important person to him and second because he doubted there was another eye of the same level for him to transplant to his in this world, so he hoped the system would do it for him.
If he could measure his current strength against his self from a year ago, he would say he could easily defeat the witcher, since he could even launch 50 clones at the same time. With him easily killing the witcher.
He didn't take the money where that witcher had buried it, after all, he left it at the place where Cirilla told him to use in the future, intending to take it in case of an emergency. Madara also continued with the sword he took, he kept it in his house, and found out he couldn't use those glyphs, but the symbols of chaos helped him understand fuuinjutsu better and along with the reward he got for killing the witcher, he was close to developing a storage scroll, conducting many experiments for it in the last months.
Regarding the war, he did not get involved while it was being fought with Queen Calanthe commanding her men, but there was nothing for him to do then, so he stayed training and studying in Mousesack's library, as he was given the freedom to do so while providing support to the queen on the battlefield. However, he was satisfied with his development, after all, he had achieved an additional 2% in the system and another 1% on his own, reaching 10% of the system, but his chakra had at least nearly five times more chakra than before, he felt much more powerful.
But not to the point of stopping a war... After all, he was 9 years old, and would be 10 in the next few days, Cintra would be attacked by Nilfgaard when Cirilla would be 12... so it's just over 2 years before this kingdom becomes a ruin.
Not that he wanted that to happen, but Madara could not stop 40 or 50 thousand soldiers alone, which makes the fate of Cintra inevitable. He could only do what was most important, protect his little and only friend, who became so due to the persistence she had with him.
Speaking of her, Madara, still with his eyes closed, could hear the sounds of wood striking against each other at that moment, and it was none other than a small fight in the courtyard of his mansion near where the original Madara was, because there was a clone fighting a girl at that moment.
Madara always placed a clone for the girl to fight with as much intensity as she could handle, after all, knowing the power of the ancient blood, she could adapt to any scenario, which is what made her become as strong as a witcher in Kaer Morhen, even without undergoing any herb trials.
The Madara clone showed no mercy, after all, this was a good way for her to get strong and know how to take care of herself for her future trials. He began to press her the next moment while Cirilla was forced to take steps back as she tried to gain balance with Madara's pressure.
In an opening that Madara created, he tried to hit her, but somehow the girl managed to raise her sword in time and parry Madara's blow, but this made her lose her posture on the opposite side, while Madara struck again and swept her leg from the other side, making her fall to the ground while keeping the sword at her neck.
Cirilla looked at him, frustrated, but did not complain. "Let's go again." She requested, but the clone with a neutral look simply exploded into smoke, with the wooden sword in its hand falling to the ground and the original Madara approached.
"It's been good enough for today, Ciri. Let's head back to the castle." He spoke as Cirilla knew Madara would not be convinced otherwise and nodded. She trained every day, and Madara could see her progress much greater than any other 9-year-old child, she might even be better than all the squires of the royal guard.
"Alright..." She spoke looking at the clothes she had replaced the casual princess dress with a leather training outfit, like any squire would wear.
Madara nodded, before picking her up and beginning to head back to the castle with the princess on his back.
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------System------
Power Peak: 10%
Chakra: 7000 Chakra (Equivalent to an Early Jonin.)
Note: Chakra is the vital energy used to perform Jutsus. It must be managed carefully.
Sharingan: 2 Tomoe.
Note 1 Tomoe: Allows enhanced perception and the ability to anticipate basic movements of the enemy.
Note 2 Tomoe: Further enhances ocular abilities, can use Genjutsu.
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Raccoon here: As you can see, he hasn't unlocked his third tomoe, I'll leave that for the future, and as you know, the percentage is not something logical, because I didn't want to make a powerful character from childhood... And I just created this system for the story from the beginning, because it bothers me a lot, the conditions for him to achieve the more powerful eyes of the sharingan...
* 40% of the system, he receives the Mangekyou.
* 80% of the system, he receives the Eternal Mangekyou.
From the 3% since he achieved, Madara learned more about Fuuinjutsu knowledge and I am still thinking about the 2 jutsus he also received, but I'm not exactly sure what to put... if anyone has a suggestion, it can't be too powerful jutsus, up to a Rank C is manageable...
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