A/N: This story happens in the middle of the story, after the first chapter of the main story.
Ritsuka Fujimaru wakes up in the middle of the… morning? Night?
This version of Chaldea is stuck in this strange dimension with only a light above the place, constantly being up there without even a slight movement. Thanks to that, he has no idea if it's even morning or night in here.
For now, they will have to conclude that waking up equals to day and sleep equals to night, and as far as his concern right now, this is morning; a really, really dark morning.
Ritsuka found himself walking out toward the outside, already wearing his Chaldea uniform as his eyes are looking straight toward the gates to the worlds before him.
Those gates linked to different parts of this world; singularities that were made as part of this world.
There are 20 major singularities on this planet, with other smaller singularities filling up the blank spots all around the world.
If this world is to be likened to a video game, the 20 singularities are the main missions and the rest are the side quests.
At least that's how he sees them…
His eyes keep on moving all over the gates, located on top of masses of lands that stretch out like forked roads, connected to the edge of the land he is standing right now. The forked roads are more akin to the images of ant colonies the more he looks at them; they are all located at various levels of height.
The numerous numbers of gates before him overwhelmed him a bit, what with only two Masters are available at this moment.
Sure, it is better than last time he had similar adventure, as he was the only Master available, but who knows, right?
"Huh?" he mutters to himself.
One of the gates on the lower levels seems to be attracting himself into the door, as if someone is calling for him.
Maybe he is still sleepy…
"Please help us, dear Master…"
And he starts to hear voices in his head… That's not okay…
That door… He feels some sense of urgency coming out of that door. He feels like the door only opens up on certain days and for a limited time only. It is like one of those mobile games he played where there are limited time events updated by the developers.
He feels that if he didn't finish whatever will happen in that door, it will haunt his life till the next rerun sessions…
For someone who had gone through various weird and strange adventures; like meeting various cosplaying Servants, or Servants in sexy bikinis, or just them having fun altogether, he feels a strong urge to get into that door…
For completionist purpose…
Yeah, that should be a good excuse…
His eyes suddenly shift around the place before start running and climbing up toward the upper level, now moving close to the door.
He then moves to dip his right hand first, mumbling, "There's no harm in checking out the place, right?"
Wait, he forgot to wake Mashu u-
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Ah…
Maybe he should have done that before dipping his hand into the gate's icy blue wall.
Now he is standing in the middle of market place… yeah, this place seems to be a market place, except it's not open at all. Not even a single soul is seen around here.
His eyes slowly move upward as he is now looking at the upper side of where he is at.
He sees a huge brick wall at the far side of that place, not colored in any paint but instead letting the natural brown color to be seen from the wall.
He turns around and is now seeing a huge castle with a dome-like head on top of it.
"Hey! You there!"
Ritsuka turns around to see a blonde-haired girl in a green baju kurung walking forward toward him, throwing a question for him, "You are not supposed to be in here! This place is off limit before 5 in the evening."
This girl looks familiar…
Isn't she Artoria Pendragon? Or is she just another Saberface?
"Really?" he replies to her while his eyes are looking at her, "This is a market place, right? Why would you open this place later close to night? Shouldn't you open this place up before noon at least?"
The blonde glares at him, "Kid, I think you got the wrong place here."
Her hand moves to point toward somewhere at her left, "The market place is there, just outside this place. This is bazaar."
Bazaar? Like the Arabic word? Doesn't that just mean market?
She is still looking at him, now muttering, "You're new here, aren't you?"
"What?"
The girl stares at him for a moment, before having her eyes widen, "Wait, you are-!?"
"I am… what?"
"Why are you here!? You should have gone and meet the princess already! She has been waiting for you, you know?"
"Princess? What princess? The confusion is still within his head, "I know no princess."
"Wha- you didn't even kno-"
"Someone! Catch that guy!"
Hearing the voice, the two quickly turn to their side, seeing a fat man in red running close toward them.
The blonde steps close to him, screaming out at him, "You again, Caesar!?"
The man slowly stops running, trying so hard to brake himself as he mutters with fear hinted in his tone of voice, "O-officer Pendragon!?"
Pendragon? He was right then.
But why is she here, in this Arabic-looking place? Why is she being called as 'officer'?
It took few seconds for him to realize the actual question here: What kind of singularity is this place supposed to be?
Caesar bows down toward her, shouting out, "You have to let me go, officer! My wife is going to kill me if she finds out about this!"
"Maybe you should have fast like normal people in the first place!" Artoria is clearly screaming at him, growling like an angry lion.
"But…" the fat man now stands up, "How do you think I maintain this body shape if I don't eat during the day?"
"YOU ARE A SERVANT, DUMBASS! YOU DON'T GET THIN!"
A lion-like roar is heard, with Artoria now pulling her hand close to her. With a step, she goes for a punch straight in his stomach, with a scream so loud it feels like she is launching a finishing move.
"SABER PUUUUUNCH!"
With that, the man is thrown far off to the other side of the street, rolling and landing close to a group of people in the same green clothing with a bit of armor on them.
A female with a blonde hair, wearing blue and black dress while covering her face with a veil, now grabs the man's hands and cuffs them behind his back, "Gaius Julius Caesar, you are under arrest for breaking the Ramadhan Law. All of your available food will be given to the needy. You have the right for an attorney and anything you say can be used against you in the court."
Wait, Ramadhan? Do they mean the season of fasting done by the same religion the Hassan worshipped?
"Good work, Morgan. One more and Chief Hanam is going to promote you soon."
The blond is pat on the back as soon as she stands up by another blonde female, this time wearing a veil around her hair as she turns toward Artoria.
She then moves toward them both with her eyes looking straight toward the light-haired of the two, smiling at her, "Impressive, Artoria. You are on a stake out even when you are supposed to be on a vacation right now?"
"Shut up, Morgan. This is not why I'm here," Artoria just glares at her as she mutters, "I'm here because this individual beside me has finally shown up after being summoned by the princess."
Morgan's attention now moves toward him, "Owh? Are you the Master who has been summoned by our princess?"
"What?" Ritsuka is still in confusion.
Artoria quickly speaks up to her, "I'm sorry, but it is a duty as a citizen of Eid Fitr Kingdom to respond to any of the princess's request and order as soon as possible."
"Are you sure you are not just trying to take a credit for that?"
Slowly, the blonde girl moves close to the veiled one, glaring at her, "No."
Morgan quickly back away from her, keeping a smile with her, "It's fine. Mordred and I still need to send these people to the precinct. You go and bring him to the princess, sister."
The girl now turns around, moving close to the other blond as she calls her out, "We're going."
"Yes, mother…"
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And so, Artoria brings him into the palace where it seems she can just go in and out without much questions from the guards outside.
It looks like this Artoria is a higher-class officer of some sort, only working directly under the princess, whoever she is supposed to be.
Now they are walking into a huge hall, presumably the throne room as they move close toward three people at the opposite side of the room.
Before him is a female in white veil, covering herself with white clothing and even some part of her face. Beside her is a purple-haired girl in green outfit that loosely resembles purple baju kurung like Artoria, but with patterns and shorter sleeves and a man in silver armor and a skeleton mask on his face.
Artoria moves forward, close to the woman in white first as she bows before her, "Your Highness, I, Artoria of the Knight of Hassan, has arrived to present you of the Master you have summoned before."
The woman, probably the aforementioned princess, now leans closely, staring at Ritsuka intently as she now mutters, "Are you truly the Master that we have tried to summon?"
"I… have no idea what's that supposed to mean. Can you even summon a Master? Are you referring to the Servant summoning perhaps? Who are you really, anyway?"
The man in silver now steps forward, screaming at him, "You bastard, how dare you speak like that to Her Highness!?"
"Hanam, stand down!" the princess increases her tone toward him, as he now steps away.
The princess climbs down off her throne as she now bows toward him before speaking to him, "I am sorry for being rude. I should introduce myself first."
"I am Princess Hasanah of the Eid Kingdom, but you may have heard or seen me before as the rejected zealot Hassan candidate, the No Name Assassin."
"Who?"
He has no idea who this person is supposed to be, or why and how a Servant functions without a name.
"Y-you have never seen me before?" Hasanah sounds really concern of this, as Ritsuka simply shakes his head.
"I… I see…" the princess now looks down, mumbling to herself, "This is very cruel for my other self. With my predecessors able to join others in saving the world, why am I being left out…"
"Y-Your Highness!" Hanam screams out, panicking with her sudden attitude, "You WILL have your moment in the future, princess! I can be sure of it!"
"Thank you, Hanam," she slowly pulls her head up, "You really are a nice man…"
"T-Thank you…"
Hasanah then turns toward Ritsuka, "Worry not, as I am not standing here as an Assassin, but as Ruler; more specifically, this kingdom's ruler."
Guess that's one way to become a Ruler-class Servant. One other way unorthodox way of becoming one is by stripping yourself into only bikinis and uses nothing but your fist as a weapon, but now that there is a Brawler-class lying around, he doubts that would work this time around.
Or maybe that never works, and it's all because of who the Servant really is.
Then again, he is pretty sure King Arthur isn't known for shooting water gun or riding a bike.
"I never would've guessed that an Assassin can become a Ruler."
The purple-haired girl beside the princess speaks up to him, "Everyone can become everything! That Artoria besides you; she is a Brawler-class Servant."
"Really?" he turns toward her, "I did not expect that too."
The knight quickly exclaims, "A knight should never rely too much on their weapon! An unarmed knight is as dangerous as an armed one."
"That… somehow make so much sense…"
Ritsuka turns back toward the princess, "Did you wished to meet me? Why?"
"I should first tell you the purpose of this place," the princess stands up.
As she slowly moves close toward him, her lips mutter, "This place is created by the Throne of Heroes itself as a celebration of the month of Ramadhan, made by the wishes of some of the Servants that worshipped the same religion as mine."
"But, this place won't be as permanent as some other worlds made by the Holy Grail as you have previously visited before. As soon as the day reaches the end of the month, in a week, Eid-al-Fitr will be celebrated by us all and the world will be 'sleeping' for the duration of the rest of the years."
"Unfortunately, this land is now being threatened by an unknown malicious group, sending a message stating that they will steal Syawal forever."
"This world runs on both months. If Syawal is stolen forever, then this world has no reason to exist in the first place."
"Stealing Syawal?" Ritsuka is now in a bigger confusion, "What is that supposed to mean? How are you going to steal a month?"
"I did not know of how, but I would not want to dismiss this as a rambling of crazies wanting to do something impossible; an empty threat so to speak. Unfortunately if it does turns out to be such thing, then making a big deal out of it won't be helping either. Thus why I wish to have the help of a Master."
The aforementioned Master is now scratching his head, "But I am not a Servant. My ability is not as good as you guys are. Why would I be needed in the first place?"
The purple-haired girl winks at him, "Well, it won't be an event if we don't call out one, right?"
Is she… breaking a fourth wall?
"Then, will you help us out?" the princess is now bowing at him, startling him as he quickly responds.
"S-su-sure! But I don't have my own Servant at this moment. I can do no more than just observe."
The purple-haired girl once again moving forward, "That is why I will be helping you!"
He now realizes who she is supposed to be, "Wait, aren't you supposed to be Mary, the Hassan of Serenity?"
The princess is shocked by this, "Y-you even know her?"
She turns to sulk some more, causing Hanam to become panicked once again, "Y-Your Highness!"
Mary chuckles before looking toward him, "Not in this place. Today, I am Mary, an Archer-class Servant and a handmaiden of Princess Hasanah."
She points her thumbs toward Hanam, "For now, the chief police will be busy with his work. That is why I offered myself to help you in your mission."
The sole Master now nods, "Then, where should I start? This place seems a bit too big for me to just walk around looking for clues."
Mary speaks up first, "So far, we have three prime suspects of this threat, so we should check out on them first."
"What are those three then?"
The Archer now explains, "First off, Queen Medb and her harem boys."
"Harem boys?"
"Ever since our Throne of Heroes has grown way too big, she has been going all over the place, recruiting more and more as her boy toys. Unfortunately the moment she appears here, she can no longer playing around at the middle of the day, and this cause her to have an issue on milady."
Ritsuka glares at her, "Well… that isn't a very good excuse to wage a war."
Mary continues, "Next, the Nobunagas."
"You mean, Nobunaga?"
"No, it's what they called themselves. Our own world's Nobunaga Oda has teamed up with all other versions of Nobunaga Oda and are now greedily attacking other places, hoping to gain more and more lands on this world. But, as violence is forbidden here, it is safe to assume that they will try to eliminate Syawal, hoping to dismiss such rules."
"Wha-" he is dumbfounded, "That's just stupid… why would they even follow the rules in the first place when they can just not follow one? They aren't even a big fan of religion in the first place."
She next concludes with, "The last one is this new mysterious group calling themselves the Phantom Thieves. Before, so many Servants have been complaining on how they really want to eat during the day, and it is possible these complaints are being responded by this 'gentlemen thieves of justice'. Unfortunately, we have no idea if they are even on board with this place in the first place, so it is possible if they even want to do something about it. After all, they sent their targets calling cards and this case happen to be announced with one."
"The last one makes a lot more sense than the first two," Ritsuka nods, "Is that all?"
"One more person to be noted of," Artoria steps forward, "My sister, Morgan le Fay."
The whole atmosphere turns silenced.
The master finally wonders, "Why would you suspect her?"
"It's Morgan after all! She always has a wicked idea inside her mind. There is no doubt she is behind this too."
"Um… are you sure you don't just have a personal grudge against her?
"No! Morgan is crazy! Who knows what kind of life she is going to ruin next? I have never seen her living without starting chaos!"
Ritsuka replies with, "That is not a good reasoning for a suspect. Moreover, she won't gain anything from 'stealing' a month. If anything, you have a bigger motive for this case."
"Wha-" the blonde is in shock, "Me!?"
"You are well known as a big eater. Eid Fitr Kingdom is not a suitable place for someone who is constantly hungry like you!"
"Y-You dare!" Artoria now steps outside of the room, "I'll prove to you that Morgan is the true culprit of this threat!"
Everyone simply decides to leave her alone and turn back toward each other.
"Then," Hasanah turns back to the sole Master, "Please solve this case. We need you."
He simply nods.
Well, another adventure begins now.
First chapter ends.
Next: Meeting Medb and her harem. Saber Medb, arrived!
Servant: Artoria Pendragon
Class: Brawler
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
The King of Camelot is now a Fighter of Eid. Celebrating the festivities of both Ramadhan and Eid-al-Fitr, She ate way too much during the night thanks to the hunger during the day that all of her energy is now being used for beating up those who dares to eat during the day.
Skills:
Magic Resistance: A+
Hunger Resistance: C-
Weapon Mastery: B-
Noble Phantasm:
The Sheath that Halts her Hunger: Avalon: A
The Fists Blesssed by Foods during Sahur: Excalibur Punch: A++