Chapter 12: The Knighthood

After his bloody evening, Noah was in no rush to get out of the baths, and the fact that he had the room all to himself was a welcome serenity. Besides, he would soon be back to living on the road, where hot baths were few and far between. It was good to savor it while he could, as well as the feeling of a fresh uniform. He stopped by the mess hall and grabbed some bread and an apple, then returned to his dorm, having spent the last several hours lusting for the softness of his bed like an old flame.

It seemed like as soon as he closed his eyes, they were opened by the sound of knocking. “Noah, are you in there?” It was Alexis. Noah looked to the nearby window and studied the shadows; it was probably the middle of the afternoon.

“No, I’m currently elsewhere. I’ll be back later after I sleep a few more hours.”

“You’ve slept long enough. Open the door.”

“Fine, but I don’t have any clothes on. Are you sure you want to see the angle of the dangle?”

There was a pause. “You get one more hour.” He heard her walk away, and he closed his eyes, only to once more be stirred by knocking. The shadows had shifted again. “Come on, Noah, time to wake up,” Alexis said from outside. “And you’d better have clothes on.”

“Fine, I’m coming.” Noah got dressed and opened the door, finding Alexis and Sophia standing in the hall. “What’s so important that you had to wake me up twice?”

“We wanted to make sure you were all right after your shift last night,” said Sophia. “No one knew what happened to you after you left the castle with Sir Elyot.”

“Some fools came after me, and I took care of them. Nothing to worry about.”

“Good, because it’s the end of the year, and you have a promise to keep,” Alexis said, flashing him a steely gaze.

“I suppose I do. We’ll talk in your room. Just a moment.”

He retrieved something from his desk, and then he followed them to Alexis’s room. Before doing anything, he pulled out his soundproofing device and activated it, ensuring their conversation was kept secret. He looked around the room, finding it as neat and tidy as always, but he could still pick up the faint scent of sex.

“I’m glad the two of you were able to sort things out. I just hope waking me up wasn’t an act of revenge for me interrupting your sapphic seclusion yesterday.”

A smile, Noah had never seen Sophia blush with a smile. Instead, she always averted her gaze sheepishly, but now her lips raised her rosy cheeks, and she even giggled.

“Shush!” Alexis said with reddening ears. “Contrary to the lifestyle you live, intimacy isn’t something that should be casually spoken of!”

Noah said to Sophia. “She is just so easy to tease, isn’t she?”

“Every now and then, I’ll give her a little poke, just because I love seeing her pout like that,” Sophia replied with a soft laugh.

“Can we move on already? It’s time to tell us who you really are.”

“Very well, both of you sit down.” They each sat on the bed while Noah retrieved the chair from Alexis’s desk and sat before them. “I don’t put much faith in promises, no matter who they come from. Regardless, what I tell you next, you must swear you’ll never repeat, not to friends, family, anyone, unless it will save your lives. If you’re ever interrogated and risk imprisonment or death, feel free to sell me out. Keep my secret when you can, but don’t waste a second weighing my life against your safety. Understand?”

“You have our word,” said Alexis.

“That’s right,” Sophia added.

Noah took a deep breath. “I’m not the person I appear to be. I am much older than I look, and I come from a world far from this one. This human body is a temporary vessel that I inhabit. For thousands of years, I have died and been reborn, each time on a new world, a new reality. Your planet is just one of the infinite stops in my journey across time and space.”

Alexis and Sophia stared at him as though his words had bounced off their foreheads. “You’re being serious right now, aren’t you?” Alexis asked.

“Completely serious. I told you before, I was alive long before you were born, and I’ll be alive long after you die. If you kill this body, my consciousness and memories will move to a new body, that of a baby being born elsewhere. I came to this academy searching for answers, not just to my magic, but to this reincarnation curse.”

“Can you prove this?” Sophia asked.

“I can. Of all the worlds I’ve traveled to so far, this is the only one with magic, and because that, my current reincarnation was different from usual. I ended up here with the same body I died in, as well as the clothes I was wearing and the stuff in my pockets.” Noah revealed a black rectangle with a glass surface.

“In worlds without magic, mankind advances through the development of technology and tools. This is called a cell phone. It is a device that lets you communicate with someone in another location and grant you access to whatever information you wanted, as well as plenty of other interesting things, though it’s lost those functions since I came to this world. Everyone had one of these, and they would use them almost nonstop.”

He removed the back and showed them a silver square inside, where a runic formula had been written. “This right here is called a battery. It contains the energy needed to make my phone function. When I arrived here, I had no means to restore that energy, so it’s been mostly useless, but thanks to runecrafting, I’ve found a way.” He turned his phone on and pointed the camera at them. “Both of you, smile.”

“Excuse me?” Alexis asked.

“Just smile.”

They each gave an awkward smile, and Noah took their picture, then showed it to their mutual shock. “What is this?” Sophia asked, staring closely at the screen.

“It’s called a picture. My phone has a glass eye that can record what it sees, as well as hears. And speaking of hearing...” He opened the music folder and played ‘Could’ve Been’ by Two Steps from Hell. “It also holds music from my world.”

The playing of strings filled Alexis’s room, taking her and Sophia’s breath. The festive noisemakers of the holidays and the folk songs of adventurers and farmers could not compare to the symphony of notes flowing into their ears.

“So all your knowledge about the human body comes from another world?” Sophia asked.

“Multiple worlds, actually. In several lifetimes, I was what’s known as a ‘doctor,’ someone who heals the injured and sick. However, since there were no magic potions or healing spells, humanity had to learn everything there is to know about the human body. Imagine reattaching a severed limb by stitching together all the severed veins and muscles with a needle and thread.” He took out his wallet and showed them his driver’s license. “This is an identification card that everyone my age had. See this spot right here? It means I have volunteered to be an organ donor.”

“Organ donor?” Alexis asked.

“In my old world, people who suffered organ failure could have their bodies cut open, and the malfunctioning organ replaced with a healthy one from another person. People who volunteered to be donors, upon their death, would have their organs removed and transplanted into other people who needed them. My heart, lungs, kidneys, all my valuable body parts would be used to save the lives of others. Well, since I’m here in this body, I’m not sure if anyone actually got my organs. I myself experienced this procedure in past lifetimes, and even performed it when I was a doctor to save lives, transplanting everything from skin grafts to brains.”

“This ... this is all too much,” Sophia groaned.

“Strange as it may sound, it is the truth.”

Alexis leaned forward “So what you told me at the basilisk party, about manmade monsters and experiments...”

“I am thousands of years old, that’s long enough to have done and experienced just about anything, including, shall we say, “abominable” practices? There are lines man is supposedly not meant to cross, and I’ve crossed them all, just to see what was on the other side. Whoever created that basilisk, they’re going down paths that I have walked.”

The three all sat in silence, Alexis staring at Noah while Sophia gazed at the floor. “So what happens now?” Alexis finally asked. “Since you couldn’t get your answers here at the academy, what are you going to do after Knight’s Day?”

“I’m going to help Lady Zodiac track down her brother, who went missing after performing an incredibly powerful psychic experiment. I can’t give you all the details, but the incident occurred last spring, the same time I arrived here. Even if the events are unrelated, I’m hoping that his research can help me break this curse.”

“Wait, but if you break the curse, you’ll die, won’t you?” Sophia asked.

“Don’t let this young face fool you. I have died more than a hundred times already, and I have lived and experienced more than you can possibly imagine. I’m ready for my journey to end.”

“Does Lady Zodiac know this?” Alexis asked, her voice trembling.

“Of course, it’s part of our agreement. I help find her brother, and she’ll help me break my curse. We’re going to leave the day after tomorrow.”

Sophia got to her feet with tears in her eyes. “You mean you’re going to leave us behind, and we’ll never see you again!”

Noah sighed and formed a weary smile. “You and I had a wonderful night together, didn’t we?” The unexpected question left her spinning her wheels. “You understand now where all my bedroom experience comes from, don’t you? I’ve had hundreds of wives and lovers, many whose names I have forgotten, same with my children.

I have lain on my deathbed, surrounded by my loving family, none of them knowing who I truly am. I have heard them weep while I close my eyes and release my last breath, only to be reborn into a new world. I live on while everyone from my previous life dies one by one, unaware that they have been replaced.

Maybe instead of traveling with Valia, you and I could get married. We could build a home, raise a family, and grow old together. Can you imagine it? The kiss we’d share on our wedding, the two of us arguing over whose turn it is to tend to our crying newborn in the middle of the night, the dinners we’d have with our friends while joking about our children falling in love, making memories during the holidays, both good and bad, spending the years in a comfortable routine of work and love, watching our kids grow up and have kids of their own, and finally, the end comes for us. I can imagine it, because I’ve lived it so many times before.

But whether I ride off into the sunset after Knight’s Day or die of old age with you holding my hand, I will inevitably be forced to leave you and everyone else behind and start a new life, and you’ll just end up as another chapter in a book that should have ended long ago. I don’t want to live like that anymore.”

The three sat in silence, broken only by Sophia’s sniffling as she tried to maintain her composure.

“Noah, look me in the eyes and tell me that you’re really who you say you are, that what you’re saying is true,” Alexis murmured.

Noah stared straight into her soul. “Everything I’ve told you is true. My past, my identity, my goal, all of it. The two of you now know more about me than most of my previous families did.”

“So where do we go from here?” Sophia asked.

“Well I suppose we have a few options. We can either leave this conversation on a sour note, and things can be awkward until our farewell, or we can spend this precious time together making memories.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out an herb-filled pouch. “Might I suggest we smoke this alchemically-enhanced gonlief and spend the rest of the afternoon listening to music from my world? What do you say?”

“I don’t smoke,” said Alexis.

“Neither do I,” Sophia added.

“If there was ever a time to give it a try, it’s now.” He filled up a pipe with gonlief and powdered THC, then lit it with a match and inhaled deeply. After releasing a thick cloud, he held it out to Alexis.

“Fine, I guess I should see what all the fuss is about.”

Noah pressed play on his phone as she and Sophia each took a hit from the pipe with a loud cough. The three sank into bliss, and for the next several hours, the room was full of music, smoke, and laughter.

The sun was soon to set, and the cadets were preparing themselves for combat once more. This would be their third and last Red Revelry, and if history had any say in the matter, it was to be a bombastic evening. Noah was in his room, fiddling with his armor. Sitting on his bed was Valia, having snuck in so they could talk. He had just finished telling her about his conversation with Alexis and Sophia.

“I’m surprised you didn’t invite them to come with us,” she said. “A healer and an archer would have been useful on our journey.”

“I’m surprised that that’s your reaction. I thought you wanted me all to yourself. As fun as it would be to travel with three beautiful women, I feel it’s better that we part ways for now.”

“You don’t want to intrude on their happiness, right?”

“You knew about the two of them?”

“With how Alexis was always gazing at me, it was obvious which direction she swayed.”

“So then what was that hug you gave her the other day?”

“Genuine care from teacher to student, as well as me throwing her a bone of sorts. Plus, she’s so cute when she gets all flustered. I couldn’t resist teasing her a little.”

She and Noah shared a laugh.

“If the four of us were to travel together, you and I would just be a temptation, and their relationship would suffer. They deserve a chance to be together without us crowding them and leading them astray.”

“Funny, you paint yourself as a nihilist, but if you truly didn’t care, you would have invited them along and used them however you wanted.”

“It’s true that there are few things that matter to me, that are important in my life, but there are plenty of things that I want to matter, that I want to care about, even if I have to force myself to. I want them to mean something to me, and if I have to avoid them for that to happen, then so be it.”

“You’re sweeter than you give yourself credit.”

“Perhaps. Anyway, what would you rate our chances of Valon showing up?” he asked.

“Last year, he released all the prisoners in the dungeon to use as a distraction so he could raid the royal vault, so unless there is something he wasn’t able to steal last time, I have little hope he’ll come.”

“At the very least, that means a smaller mess to clean up. Are we all set to leave?”

“I’ve got us supplies and horses. We can go whenever we want. However, that bounty on your head will make things difficult, and the kingdom will probably mark me as a traitor for leaving. We may end up with matching wanted posters. We’ll have to avoid roads and towns, so getting any information on Valon will be next to impossible.”

“Then maybe we should track down Fain Morgan and force him to close the contract.”

“Well if my bounty is higher than yours, you have to buy me a drink, got it?”

“Deal, but I should probably tell you now that I plan on finishing things with Seraph tomorrow, so we might not be able to leave Colbrand quietly.”

“Noah, I know what the Knight’s Sheath meant to you, but you should let this go. Beating him up will only make things harder for us.”

“I can’t. I keep telling myself that he’s not worth it, but it’s like my brain is on fire. I can’t remember the last time I was this angry. Besides, he’s had this coming for a long time. Just try and tell me he doesn’t deserve to have his face shoved into the mud. It doesn’t matter if he is a prince or a paladin; he’s going to receive judgment.”

Valia stood up. “Noah, look at me.” She placed her hands on his cheeks, and they gazed into each other’s eyes. “You know, some part of me still isn’t sure if you are as old as you say you are. That part looks at you and worries that you’re just a young man with a silver tongue.”

“Says the elf.”

“Oh hush. Then when I look into your eyes, I see the truth. I see the ages you’ve lived, the experience you’ve accumulated, and the vast sea of memories, both happy and painful. What I don’t see is the wound that will be healed by vengeance.”

“You’re right. I know you’re right. I know that this juvenile feud is stupid, reckless, and shortsighted. I know there will be consequences for my actions, but this feeling is incredible. This passionate irrationality, this fury and madness, they’re like a sinful feast for the soul.

I can finally indulge in desire and emotion and drive for something both pointless and meaningful. Cyrilo’s research could have led to my ultimate wish being granted, a wish that I’ve carried with me through life and death, and then I was robbed. If that doesn’t matter, what does? When will I ever feel something like this again?”

“Silver tongue indeed.”

Noah pulled her close, his arms wrapping around her slender waist and his lips meeting hers. She welcomed him, one hand still on his cheek, while the other brushed back his hair. They kissed for several seconds before finally separating.

“How’s that for a silver tongue?”

Valia gave him a playful slap on the cheek. “Just be safe out there, Cadet Noah.”

“Yes, Lady Zodiac.”

Once more, the cadets gathered at the royal palace. The previous night had been relatively easy, as all the troublemakers were simply directed towards Noah. It was the same plan and hopefully the same result. Noah was loudly dispatched to “guard” the Elswood Chapel while all the other cadets patrolled the city. They were armed and ready for combat, but not for what awaited them: empty streets.

It was two nights before Knight’s Day, and yet the city of Colbrand was silent. There were still a few trouble makers out and about, and a handful of revelers came after Noah for the bounty, but that was all. The vast majority of battle junkies and murderers had already been executed the night before, so there was nothing left for the knights and cadets to hunt. Exactly one year ago, the city had been a sea of fire and violence, but tonight, it was peaceful. With little to do, the cadets’ shift ended a few hours before dawn. After all, they had other work to do and needed to rest while they could.

The day before Knight’s Day was spent cleaning the academy. Tomorrow, a whole new class of cadets would be enrolling, so everything had to be wiped, polished, and dusted to exemplify the academy prestige. Noah was undoubtedly going to miss his dorm room, as it was a rare level of luxury in this world. Of his meager possessions, everything of value would be carried in his backpack or ring, while everything else, such as old notebooks and materials for runecrafting, he was leaving with Cyrilo for safekeeping.

The festivities started early the next morning, and citizens and tourists filled the streets with endless conversations and holiday noisemakers. Street performers wowed audiences with magic and acrobatics, while vendors sold their festival wares to the masses. This year, the people were in full spirits, mainly because the city hadn’t been nearly destroyed like the year before.

The morning of Knight’s Day, Noah was not wearing an academy uniform or his civilian attire. Instead, he was garbed with a chainmail shirt and a red tunic embroidered with the national crest of Uther. All the graduating cadets wore something similar, depending on their specialty. Those armed with swords, maces, and spears were garbed in chainmail, and would receive their plate armor after the knighting ceremony, while archers and mages wore robes and leather armor.

The final piece of the ensemble was sitting on his desk, delivered earlier in the morning. It was his official knight sword, created according to his specifications and with materials he supplied using alchemy. Along with a precise level of carbon, it was infused with a bit of silicon and tungsten, and a few other choice elements.

The blade was engraved with a long runic formula of his own design. Each symbol was physically etched into the steel and filled with the strongest ink Noah could get his hands on, then treated so it wouldn’t be washed away by water or blood. It was an alchemic spell to reinforce all molecular bonds and prevent new ones from forming, so the blade had maximum durability and would never rust, dull, chip, or break, making it mightier than any other knight sword. He also included a couple other enchantments to help him in various situations.

Noah had micromanaged the blacksmiths half to death to make sure the forging process went perfectly, but it was worth it. Since coming to this world, every sword he used ended up either breaking or being lost, with none of them seeming to fit quite right. This sword had been custom-made just for him, and holding it in his hand, it felt like a true partner. He was a bit happy to finally receive it, and enjoyed the weight in his hand and on his belt.

The new initiates would soon fill the academy fields. Noah stepped out of his room, carrying his backpack and wearing his ring with his new sword on his hip, and locked his door one last time. He met with Alexis and Sophia outside.

Alexis was once more wearing the blue battle dress from when they first met, while carrying an enchanted bow, made for her like Noah’s sword. Beside her, Sophia wore the white vestments of a healer and held a wand she made herself in Sir Elyot’s class, one to aid her healing magic. They also carried swords with them, though they were ceremonial blades.

“Well, this is a familiar sight. I missed that dress. It looks good on you,” he said.

“Thanks, it feels nice to wear it once more.”

“You look very handsome,” said Sophia with a smile.

“Thank you. Those robes suit you nicely. Now then, shall we?”

They and all the other graduates left the academy and marched to the royal palace, led by Valia. For most, this was their first time going inside, and walking down the halls, many cadets gawked at the great tapestries and paintings hanging on the walls. They were guided to the throne room, an almost cathedral-like chamber.

The walls and floor were decorated with exquisite tile and polished wood, with lines of flags hanging from the raised ceiling, supported by great pillars. Members of the royal court, including nobles and royal subordinates, were gathered in tiered seating along one side of the room, opposite a row of great open windows and doorways that let in the summer breeze.

The king sat upon his throne with a gem-encrusted crown on his head and rings on each finger. He had been weathered by the stress of rulership, as well as recent family issues, and the passing of time was starting to take its toll, but his strength had yet to leave him. Standing beside him was Adwith Tarnas, wearing his polished armor as always. The cadets stood at attention in several lines, awaiting their orders. The king gave a flick of his finger, and they all kneeled.

“Men and women of Uther, I welcome you,” he said, getting to his feet. “You gather here before me because destiny has called upon you, to be both the sword and the shield of this nation, to defend it with every ounce of strength in your bodies, and I stand here before you to bestow the power and authority deserved by those willing to live and die for such a righteous cause. Now, recite the oath of the knighthood and pledge yourself to protect the people, land, and crown of Uther!”

As one, all the cadets spoke.

“Stand, so you may never fall!

Fight, so you may never die!

Charge, so you may never fear!

On crimson earth and beneath blackened sky!

With honor, we live!

With integrity, we fight!

Off our helms shines dawn’s light.

Be it through a forest of blades or arrows’ storm!

To fight for our people, we have sworn!”

The king nodded. “Live for those words, and may you recite them with your dying breath. Now, I shall bestow you your titles. First, my son, step forward.”

Seraph rose to his feet and approached the king, then once more got down on one knee. His weapon of choice was a hammer, but like Alexis and most others, he carried a ceremonial sword, which he now held out to his father. The king picked up the blade.

“Cadet Seraph Yern Bravik Albion, do you swear to uphold the laws of the land, to devote yourself to the protection, wealth, and prosperity of its people, and to live and die for king and country?”

“I swear.”

The king tapped his shoulders with the sword. “Then by the authority of the crown of Uther and the blessing of the gods, I dub thee Sir Albion, bronze-rank knight of Uther!” He handed Seraph back the sword and a golden ring with the national crest.

Seraph received both gifts to the sound of the spectators’ thunderous applause, then got back to his feet and returned to his earlier place among the cadets. The ceremony continued, each cadet having their name announced and then stepping forward to receive their name and title. Finally, Noah’s name was called, causing a wave of hushed whispers among the spectators, most of them surprised that he was even allowed into the castle.

He had the support of all the academy teachers, and more than proven his skill during the Red Revelries, but stepping forward, Noah noted the coldness in the king’s eyes. His guilt in Galvin’s injuries had never been proven, but he was still a suspect, and his public sex with the duchess had severely tarnished the kingdom’s reputation. Noah assumed he was only being knighted under the premise of keeping friends close and enemies closer.

He got down on one knee and presented his sword.

“Cadet Noah, do you swear to uphold the laws of the land, to devote yourself to the protection, wealth, and prosperity of its people, and to live and die for king and country?” The question was asked with a tone of distrust.

“I swear.”

The king tapped him on both shoulders. “Then by the authority of the crown and the blessing of the gods, I dub thee Sir Noah, bronze-rank knight of Uther.”

Noah received his sword and ring, but there was no applause of any kind, not that he expected any. This wasn’t his first time being knighted, and he had attended chiefly out of curiosity, wanting to see if the king would go through with it. But now that he had been knighted, he had other concerns.

As the morning progressed, people were cheering for the parading knights and celebrating everything good in their lives. All the noise made for the perfect cover. Over in the slums, empty of people, Noah sat on the edge of a destroyed fountain with his sword beside him, watching the shadows move.

“I was beginning to think you weren’t going to show,” he said. He was addressing Seraph, finally arriving.

“I wouldn’t miss this for the world,” the prince replied. Rather than his ceremonial sword, he was armed with a sledgehammer, enchanted like all knight weapons. “Before I kill you, just tell me one thing. Those injuries by brother suffered, you did that to him, right?”

“Did you really think it was anyone else? You should have heard the way he screamed when I gouged out his eyes.”

“You bastard!” Seraph hissed, coming alight with holy energy.

“He brought it upon himself with his actions and got to experience a tiny fraction of the pain he caused me.” Noah got to his feet and traded his red tunic for a hooded gray cloak. “I warned the two of you repeatedly that antagonizing me would lead only to your suffering, but in your arrogance and stupidity, you both threw caution to the wind and believed yourselves mighty enough to be my rivals.

Your wealth, your magic, your lineage; you think they make you masters of the universe, but you’ll never be anything more than paper boats floating on the sea, and now I must act as the hurricane to teach you how weak you truly are.”

With a roar of fury, Seraph shot towards Noah like a cannon ball. He was inhumanly fast, as though experiencing a different flow of time, and he nullified Noah’s every attempt to create distance. When struck with his hammer, the earth would blossom open into craters, as though hit with mortar rounds, while any buildings would crumble like lines of dominoes. Blocking and dodging were becoming harder and harder as Seraph got more worked up. His speed and strength surpassed Noah’s, and his skill and technique were impressive. Though unbearably arrogant, he was certainly no slacker.

Regardless, Noah held his own and took his time to analyze Seraph’s patterns. He had been watching his fights with Gideon and the other cadets and came up with a few strategies. He pulled a card from his sleeve. “Mist Bomb.”

A barrage of illusory spheres was launched towards Seraph, all exploding before they reached him and immersing him in a thick cloud of fog. Though surrounded, any fog that came within six feet was burned away by his mana shroud. Concealed with magic, Noah attacked him from behind, and as soon as he crossed that six-foot range, his invisibility was disabled, and his presence was revealed. He managed to slash Seraph across the back of the shoulder, but narrowly avoided the counterattack.