Colt Vs Sir Ector

Colt wasn't entirely sure how he was supposed to be reacting right now, he was not only walking alongside the main character of his favourite childhood story, although they are a kid right now. Beside him was none other than King Arthur himself, or simply Arthur as of right now.

Speaking of which, the young Arthur that Colt was walking with looked to be a simple child with neat blonde hair and a pair of sea-blue eyes. However, while the kid looked like nothing special, Colt knew very well that this was the future king of Britain.

He was the one that painted him after all.

"Your name is Colt...Andilet?" Arthur asked with slightly widened eyes. "Are you perhaps a noble?"

"A noble?" Colt couldn't help but blink in confusion upon hearing the question, he wasn't entirely sure how Arthur here came to such a conclusion. "No, I'm not..."

"Really? That's strange, normally only nobles have the privilege of having a second name..." Arthur responded curiously as they continued walking. That gave Colt his answer, a good number of people say that commoners didn't have family names until a certain point in history. How true that really is, he had no idea. "You said you were travelling, right? What brings you here to Camelot?"

"Just exploring honestly. I've always wanted to go around the country, it was pretty boring back where I was from." That was a total fucking lie, one that he pulled straight out of his ass. It was a simple, yet believable lie. "How come you live out here in the forest? Why not in the city?"

"Father prefers living peacefully outside, he says it's too noisy for a retired knight like himself to live." Arthur chuckled a bit when he said this. "He's been living out here for a few years now, at least that's what he told me. Despite being retired, he's been teaching me swordsmanship!"

"Sounds like a great guy." Colt smiled when saying this. He was curious though, did Arthur here know that he was adopted yet? He knew that Arthur wasn't really the son of Ector, he was adopted. 'Maybe I should try and learn how to use a sword, could be useful for the future.'

"Here we are." Arthur's voice snapped Colt out of his thoughts as he looked upwards to see that they were now approaching what looked to be a relatively large wooden house in a small open field within the forest. "Father should be inside, my brother as well."

"Is it really okay for me to be here?"

"Don't worry, I'm sure they won't mind." Arthur gave a reassuring smile before motioning for Colt to follow. Staring for a second, Colt shrugged slightly before following after Arthur. Once they made it to the door, Arthur opened it quickly. "Father, I'm back!"

"Oh, Arthur. Who's this young man?"

When Colt entered the house, he immediately looked toward the man who had responded to Arthur's shouting. The man looked to be in his forties, having short brown hair and a slightly bushy beard. Due to the thin simple clothing he had on, Colt could see the man's muscular frame.

"Nice to meet you, sir. My name is Colt Andilet."

"Colt, huh? Are you perhaps a noble?"

"No, he isn't. He's just a traveler." Arthur was the one that responded to the question as he walked over to the table at the center of the room before placing down his sword so that it leaned against the table. "I found him lost in the forest and offered him to come by."

"I see, it's a pleasure to meet you, Colt." The man nodded in understanding before turning to face Colt who was silently standing by the door. He didn't want to just walk completely into the house without getting actual permission from the man of the house, being this dude. "My name is Ector. Please come in and have a seat."

With a simple nod, Colt walked on over to the table before pulling out one of the chairs and taking a seat, Arthur pulled one out for himself before taking a seat as well. Ector placed a cup of water in front of both males before taking a seat himself.

"Where's Kay, father?"

"I sent Kay to get some firewood, he should be back any time now." Ector responded simply as he took a small sip of his own cup. The former knight then turned his attention towards Colt. "Arthur said you're a traveler, what brings you here to Camelot?"

"Literally just traveling, there honestly wasn't much reason for me coming to Camelot specifically." Colt answered as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Though, I have heard something about a competition being held soon. Though, those might just be rumors."

"A competition? Oh, you must be referring to the tournament to select the next king." Ector smiled as he seemed to widen his eyes in realization. "It's true that ever since King Ulther perished that the country has had no king to rule it, so this tournament to determine who is the most worthy to become king is being held."

"I see." While Colt already knew about all of this, he still listened with interest. He glanced towards Arthur, who was just drinking his water without saying anything. "Are you perhaps going to enter? It sounds like something anyone would want to win, being able to become king and all."

"No, I'm not." Ector laughed a bit after hearing this. "The tournament is only for young knights and nobles, someone as old as me cannot hope to enter now. Even if I was young enough, I've retired, becoming the king feels far too grand of a responsibility for me."

"I can understand that. What about you, Arthur?"

Arthur seemed to frown a bit. "If I could, I would."

"What Arthur means is that he's far too young, and he is still but an apprentice in training." Ector explained further with amusement upon seeing Arthur pout slightly. It wasn't hard to tell that Arthur was miffed about not being able to participate. "Arthur is very talented and determined, but he still has much to learn. What about you, Colt? Are you a swordsman?"

"No, I haven't had any training in swords whatsoever." Colt shook his head when answering. "I do know how to fight hand-to-hand combat though, I was taught by my father as a way to defend myself. He was a martial artist."

"That's interesting, we don't see many warriors around these parts who properly know how to fight without a form weaponry." Ector said with a voice of interest, even Arthur looked at Colt with interest. "If anything, weaponless combat can have its advantages. You don't need to worry about carrying around a weapon, or about the weight of one."

"Are you skilled in hand-to-hand fighting?"

"I wouldn't say that I'm too familiar with it, but I do have some experience in the field." Ector nodded upon responding. Colt was honestly a bit surprised, he expected this guy to only know how to use a sword. Being the main weapon of a knight and all. "How about you show us these skills of yours?"

"In what way?"

"Hm... how about a spar with me?"

Colt wasn't entirely sure how to respond as he just stared at the older male in surprise, this surprise was shared by Arthur who looked between his adopted father and Colt. After a few seconds of silence, Colt let a small smile stretch onto his face.

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"What you're saying is father challenged him to a spar?"

"That's pretty much it."

As both Colt and Ector could be seen standing across from one another, both of them performing their own form of stretches, Arthur and another young man could be seen sitting on a log along the sidelines watching the two.

The young man that sat with Arthur looked to be around eighteen or so, so three or so years older than Arthur was, and had straight brown hair and a decently muscular build. This male was none other than Kay, the foster brother of Arthur.

As Arthur was filling Kay in with what had transpired the past thirty minutes, Colt glanced up towards Ector who was doing basic stretches. He did remember that the guy said he was familiar with hand-to-hand combat despite being a swordsman, so he needed to be careful.

While he didn't want to sound arrogant, Colt would say that he was quite the fighter. His father made sure he knew how to properly fight, just in case something happened to him on the streets or whatever. His father was an incredible martial artist, skilled enough that the man developed his own fighting style that he passed down to Colt.

However, even if Colt had the skill advantage, it was obvious that Ector there had far greater physical strength, if that physique was anything to go by.

"Are you ready, Colt?"

"Whenever you are!"

"Will that guy be okay?" Kay asked with doubt as he looked towards Colt. He knew how powerful and skilled his father was, even if this wasn't a sword fight. He didn't know what Colt was capable of, but the clear physical difference gave him doubts about the guy's chances. "He looks barely older than you..."

"I'm not really sure." Arthur shrugged as he responded, his curious eyes glued onto both fighters who got into their own respective stances. "But if father asked Colt to spar with him, that must mean he's at least quite capable."

"I suppose..."

"Come at me whenever you wish, Colt! If you dare!" Ector spoke as he motioned for Colt to charge forward. Colt clicked his tongue a bit at the provocation, if the guy was going to wait for him to strike first, then might as well. "Oh, you're quite fast!"

Colt didn't say anything as he quickly approached Ector, and once he was close enough, he narrowed his eyes before sending a punch toward Ector's head. The man quickly dodged before sending his own punch, which Colt easily dodged by tilting his body. The exchange continued as they either parried or dodged one another's punches and kicks.

On the sidelines, both Arthur and Kay watched on with surprise and interest as they saw the two sparring. Both of them have only been taught how to fight with a sword, so seeing a battle like this was a new experience for them.

"You're attacks are fast and fierce, Colt!" Ector spoke as he blocked one of the punches. "However, you clearly lack the strength needed to defeat me!"

"We'll see about that!" Colt quickly jumped back to avoid a powerful kick, which he then kicked off the ground to get closer to Ector once again. Bending his knees, Colt seemed to take a deep breath before breathing outwards. "Block this, old man!"

Widening his eyes, Ector was taken off guard when Colt's next punch was several times faster than before. Seemingly out of instinct, Ector crossed both his arms and blocked the punch, though was certainly surprised when the punch sent him stumbling back and almost falling to the ground.

"That was impressive, not only was your speed much faster but even the power behind that attack was several times greater than your others." Ector complemented with absolute sincerity as he lowered his arms. "I'm not sure how you accomplished that, but I'm certainly impressed!"

"Thank you, just a simple trick."

That trick that Colt was referring to was his breathing, and while it sounded a bit far-fetched, his father's martial arts style did include multiple breathing techniques. Not only to perform faster and more powerful strikes, but to also perform seemingly unnatural attacks.

As the spar between Ector and Colt continued, the other two watched on until the end. During it, Arthur was watching completely immersed in the spar. He was very impressed when he saw Colt being able to keep up with Ector, though those times were only when Colt used focused breathing.