Mister Colbert, a teacher who had dedicated twenty years to Tristain Magic Academy, was by now a mainstay figure. His Runic name was "Colbert the Flame Snake," thus naturally he was a mage specializing in fire magic.

Since the Springtime Familiar Summoning a few days ago, he'd been concerned about the commoner boy that Louise had summoned. Or more precisely, he'd been concerned with nothing but the runes that had appeared on that boy's left hand. They were rare runes indeed, so for the last few nights, he'd confined himself to the library and had been searching through various texts.

Tristain Magic Academy's library was located in the same tower as the dining hall. The bookshelves were unbelievably tall, about thirty feet in height, and the way they were lined up against the walls was a spectacle to behold; and rightly so, since this place was crammed with the history of everything that followed the creation of Halkeginia by the Founder Brimir.

Colbert was now in a section called "Fenrir's Library," where only teachers were allowed to enter. The ordinary bookshelves, to which students had free access, didn't hold any answers that could satisfy him.

He levitated up to an out-of-reach shelf and scanned it intently for a particular book. His efforts were rewarded as his gaze fell upon the title of the book. It was a very old text which held descriptions of the familiars that had been used by the Founder Brimir.

His attention was focused on one particular paragraph written in it, and as he read on in fascination, his eyes grew wide. He compared a drawing in the book with the sketch he'd made of the runes on the boy's left hand. "Ah!" he gasped in surprise. At that moment, he lost the concentration necessary for maintaining his Levitation and almost fell to the floor.

Holding the book in his arms, he hurriedly descended to the floor and ran out of the library. His destination was the Headmaster's Office.

The Headmaster's Office was located on the topmost floor of the tower. Sir Osmond, the current Headmaster of Tristain Magic Academy, was sitting with his elbows propped on his elegantly built sequoia desk, looking unbearably bored as he shook his white beard and hair.

Idly plucking out nose hairs, he slowly murmured, "Hrm," as he pulled open a desk drawer. From inside he procured a smoking pipe. Miss Longueville, the secretary who had been writing something at the other desk placed to the side of the room, waved her feather quill. The pipe floated into the air and landed in Miss Longueville's palm. Sir Osmond muttered dejectedly, "Is it fun taking away an old man's little pleasures? Miss, um..."

"Managing your health is also part of my job, Old Osmond."

Sir Osmond stood up from his chair and walked up to the cool and collected Miss Longueville. Stopping behind the seated lady, he closed his eyes, his expression grave.

"If the days keep passing by so peacefully, figuring out how to spend time is going to become a rather big problem."

The wrinkles etched deeply on Osmond's face were only hints to the history of his life. People guessed him to be a hundred years old, even three hundred. But his true age no one really knew. It's possible he himself didn't remember anymore either.

"Old Osmond," Miss Longueville spoke up without taking her eyes off the feather quill that was scribbling away on the parchment.

"What is it? Miss..."

"Please stop saying you have nothing better to do as an excuse to touch my bottom."

Sir Osmond opened his mouth slightly and began walking around in tottering steps.

"Please also refrain from pretending to be senile whenever a situation goes bad," Longueville added calmly. Sir Osmond sighed deeply. It was the sigh of a man bearing the weight of many troubles.

"Where do you think the ultimate truth may be? Haven't you ever wondered that? Miss..."

"Wherever it is, I assure you, it's not underneath my skirt, so please stop sneaking your mouse under the desk."

This "peaceful" moment was interrupted by a sudden intrusion. The door was thrown open with a slam, and Colbert rushed inside.

"Old Osmond!"

"What is it?"

Miss Longueville was back at her desk, sitting there as if nothing had happened. Sir Osmond had his arms behind him, and turned to face the visitor with a serious expression. That was certainly a quick recovery.

"I-I-I have some big news!"

"There is no such thing as big news. Everything is but a collection of small events."

"P-P-Please take a look at this!" Colbert handed Osmond the book he had been reading just before.

"This is 'The Familiars of the Founder Brimir,' is it not? Are you still going around digging up old literature like this? If you have time to do that, why don't you think up some better ways of collecting school fees from those slack nobles? Mister, err...what was it again?" Sir Osmond cocked his head.

"It's Colbert! You forgot?!"

"Right, right. Now I remember. It's just that you talked so fast I never really caught it. So, Colby, what is it about this book?"

"Please take a look at this also!"

Colbert then handed him the sketch of the runes on Saito's left hand.

The moment he saw that, Osmond's expression changed. His eyes took on a solemn light.

"Miss Longueville, would you please excuse us?"

Miss Longueville stood up and left the room. Osmond spoke only after he confirmed she was properly outside.

"Explain this to me with every detail, Mister Colbert..."

'After some time!'

"So it's true that she summoned Gandálfr?" Sir Osmond asked.

"Yes, and in a fight with Guiche de Gramont it seems that the boy can use magic without a wand, to cast a flame that doesn't burn.

"Is de Gramont still unconscious?"

"Yes, but his body is not hurt—there are no burns-so I don't know why he is still unconscious."

"Should we report it to the palace?"

"I believe it is not needed."

"But why? It is the biggest discovery"

"That's why it is not needed."

"But still...look at it, Old Osmond! Gandálfr is the familiar of the Founder Brimir! It is said that his incantations were so long that the enemy could strike him while chanting, so Gandálfr came into play!"

"Exactly, this means…."

"He could annihilate an army of one thousand all by itself! Ordinary mages were said to be no match for it!"

"Mr. Colbert, did you use Detect Magic on that young man?" Osmond inquired.

"Yes…at first it seems normal, but as he gains composure, I notice a different aura from him."

"Hmmmm. May I ask…does Ms. de la Valliere have the talent to summon a modern Gandálfr?"

"Well, they say she is quite the opposite…."

Sir Osmond shook his head and then said, "This is truly a horrifying, yet interesting, case. But in any case, the palace should not know that Gandálfr was summoned. Give the fool a weapon and war will commence."

"Yes…yes, Old Osmond!" Colbert replied.

Osmond just sighed and stared at the floor as he said, "Gandálfr was said to have the ability to wield any type of weapon…but this familiar uses magic….

Colbert agreed and replied, "Yes, sir, you are right."

"Wake up, Master, it's time for you to go have breakfast and attend your class."

Saito woke up Louise. She sat on the side of her bed and said, "Clothes."

Saito gave her the clothes, as he said, "I will wait outside by the door while you prepare for class." Saito then stepped out of the room.

Louise was at loss of words, but she cannot force a dragon to dress her.

"Thanks for the meal." Saito said gracefully before standing up.

"Where are you going?"

"To walk around for a while, so please excuse me." Then he walked out the door.

"I am still hungry…Siesta, you can come out…I will not bite you or anything," Saito spoke, and then Siesta came out of the corner where she was hiding.

"You are still hungry?" Siesta asked.

"Yes, I am. Even if Louise gives me more food, it is still not enough; and as a dragon, being hungry is very annoying."

"Come with me, I can give you some food."

"This soup is really delicious!" Saito complimented as he finished his fourteenth bowl, then starting on his fifteenth.

"Our champion has a big appetite!"

"Yes! But that's all right; he is "Our Sword," so why not give him more?"

Everyone in the kitchen was celebrating, because for the first time, someone with their status had put one of the nobles in their place.

Marteau, the head chef at Tristain Magic Academy, and the one who gave Saito the title "Our Sword" laughed and said, "Of course, my boy! We are serving the same stuff to the nobles! If I had known you earlier, I would have cooked some for you!"

"Thank you, I love eating good stuff!" Saito declared.

"Hahaha…You are making me blush! That is all right! Besides, you deserve it for dragging those nobles down; their heads are always in the sky, always thinking of themselves as gods!"

"Oh, that was nothing. Besides, he pissed me off."

"Pissed you off! I don't see that as a reason to burn him, but still you did a good job!"

"Thank"

"Siesta, why don't you bring him some wine," Marteau suggested.

Saito smiled, and then looked down at his bowl. It was empty…again.

"One more, please." Saito asked again.

"Where have you been?" asked Louise on the way to class.

"Just out for a walk, Master. Just a walk," Saito replied innocently.

Louise opened the door and entered the classroom with her familiar. All students gathered there turned and started to gossip, with things like, "Look, there is Zero and her familiar" or "Shush! Louise might have her familiar burn you, like he did with Guiche."

"Hello, Darling," Kirche said to Saito, and all the boys looked at him venomously.

'If looks could kill, I'd be dead,'Saito thought with a grin.

"Hello, Kirche, and what's with 'darling'?" Saito asked, even though he already knew the answer.

"It means I'm in love with you. When I saw that flame, I fell in love. Your magic was so bright, so powerful." Kirche moved in closer for a kiss.

Saito didn't try to stop Kirche, letting her kiss him. He returned the kiss, knowing all eyes were on them. All of Kirche's admirers sent death glares toward Saito. When he stopped the kiss, he said, "That was a very good kiss, Kirche, but you need to have more than just a kiss and some words if you want to have me."

"That was the best kiss I've ever had," Kirche said with a purr of pleasure.

"Yes, I know I'm good," Saito responded with a big grin.

"YOU DOG! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! WHY DID YOU LET THAT SLUT KISS YOU? AND YOU, KIRCHE…HOW CAN YOU KISS ANOTHER PERSON'S FAMILIAR?"

"Louise, what I do and who I do it with is not your concern. Remember that and don't forget with whom you are speaking," Saito admonished Louise. Once again chatter erupted in the class, starting with murmurs like, "Louise is afraid of her own familiar. What a zero!"

Saito heard the barbs and noticed that Louise was almost crying. He let a bit of his aura flow, making it hard for the students to breathe, and then he said to the whole class, "If I hear any of you call my Master a 'zero' again, you are going to finish like Guiche." All the students felt outraged at being threatened by the peasant familiar, but when they remembered what happened to Guiche, they refrained from saying anything.

"Thank you, Saito," Louise said with a blush as the teacher entered the room. All the students looked in awe at the new teacher, a girl who, in Saito's opinion, couldn't be more than eighteen years old. She had crimson-colored hair clenched in a ponytail, red eyes, and was wearing a red skirt with a red-and-white striped shirt. A purple cloak draped around her shapely body.

'Now that is what I call a beautiful witch,'thought Saito.

"Hello, class. My name is Lily Trope, and I'm your new teacher for wind class. My runic name is 'Hurricane,' and I'm a square mage." Everyone in class looked at her with both fear and respect.

"Hey, Louise. What's with all of you…is there something big about this person?" Saito whispered.

"That woman is one of most powerful wind-element mages in Tristain. And being a square mage at her age is something like a prodigy."

"Hmm…and why would such a powerful person be here?"

"I don't know."

"You, boy! What do you think you're doing?" Miss Trope asked, looking to Saito.

"I just asked my Master about you, and what such a powerful mage is doing here," Saito replied.

"What's your name, boy? Servants are not allowed in class."

"I'm not a servant…I'm a familiar, and my name is Hiraga Saito."

"I've heard about you. You are that boy who used a strange magic to battle a noble. Very impressive."

"Thank you, but it was boring to fight Guiche. He is very weak. You are at least ten times more powerful than him."

"You can feel my magic power?"

"Yes, and it is very powerful."

"Thank you," Lily said with a blush, but Saito just smiled.

"You don't need to thank my Miss Trope" Saito say with a grin

"Lily is fine we have same age"

"Well nice to meet you Lily"

"Yes my to now sit down i want to continue" Lily say and Saito sit down but Louise is angly because her familiar and new teacher that from Louise point of view is a beauty and don't let slide and yell at Saito low just for him to hear.

"What wrong with you to speak with a teacher like is you friend, Crimson Womanizer Emperor"

Saito's P.O.V.

"Where are we going, Louise?" I asked.

"Into the city to buy you a new sword."

"Sword? I already have one."

"It's a present for your help," Louise informed me, blushing.

"Fine…you win. So let's go," I said.

"But we need to take a horse to get there."

"Did you forget?"

"Forget what?" Louise appeared confused.

I opened the window and lifted Louise into my arms, bridal style.

"Kyaah! What are you doing?"

"In case you forgot, I'm a dragon and dragons can fly," I smirked as two crimson dragon wings appeared from my back. I quickly jumped out the window.

"Kyaah! Stupid familiar! What are you doing?!" Louise shrieked as she locked her hands together behind my neck.

"Flying is more fun. Just relax…I'm not flying that fast, so everything is fine."

After a few minutes, Louise nodded and began to relax. After an hour or so, Louise and I reached the city and I made my wings recede back into my body.

"Well, I could say my city is better than this," I commented. We were walking on a street filled with people; vendors were selling their wares, and I noticed that the road was a little narrow.

"Why do you say that?" Louise asked.

"Our roads were smoother and wider, not to mention cleaner; also when you walk down the street, you could see that there was law and order."

"That's nice…Oh, look! There is the weapons shop." It was in a building with a sword-shaped sign displayed above the door. I followed Louise into the shop.

"Ah! A customer! What would you like…Oh, a noble! What it is you want, seeing that you visited my humble shop?" a man with a crafty look on his face greeted us. 'Hehehe. Nobles…like they know anything about weapons. Suckers!' the shop-keeper thought with glee.

"I would like a sword for my familiar; don't you have one that befits him?" Louise inquired.

"Ahh, I see…." The vendor rubbed his hands together and then he walked into his storeroom. When he returned, he was carrying a long, narrow box. He opened it, to reveal a longsword with jewels embedded in its hilt and guard. It looked grand, actually.

"It's the best in the shop," he began his pitch. "Hand crafted by Germanian master alchemists. The sword will cut through iron like butter," he declared, as I carefully inspected the blade.

"It's an exquisite blade, but it's useless," an unknown voice commented.

With a quick move I reversed the blade and offered it back to the salesman. "It's exquisitely crafted, but it best serves as a decorative piece." I smiled at him. "Perhaps we could try again with a more functional piece?"

The shopkeeper looked astonished by my accurate appraisal of blade in front of him while Louise looked impressed. She took a cue from me and spoke up as well. "As you can see, my familiar has a fine eye for steel. If you can satisfy his standards, then there will be a good bonus for yourself as well."

Changing his tone entirely, he asked me politely, "And what specifics should I look for?"

"I'd prefer a long sword length, and single edged." He nodded his affirmative.

From the same corner as earlier, the strange voice broke out into baying laughter. "Looks like the boy knows what he wants, eh salesman?"

A quick glance confirmed what I suspected. I casually rubbed my eyes, and looked again. The voice rang out again, "Got something in your eyes, eh kiddo?"

"Louise," I asked calmly. "Did that sword just speak?"

She eyed the talking blade, too. "Yes, it certainly seems so, Saito."

"Tell you what, throw some gold at that man over there and I'll let you be my partner!" The sword continued, "What's your name?"

"Hiraga Saito," I said.

"What a strange name!"

"I get that all the time…well if you have sentience, you must have a name."

"Call me Derflinger. Wait…Master Derflinger is much better…call me that."

"That's too long; I will just call you Derf."

"Hey! Show some respect!"

I ignored the rant from the sword, and then he approached the shopkeeper.

"This sword interests me, how much is he?" I asked in a mild tone.

"One hundred gold would be enough."

"Hey Master, he said the sword costs one hundred gold."

Louise reached for her wallet. "Here are the one hundred gold coins."

"It's good to be outside again! Ahhhhh…a fresh breeze!" Derflinger happily commented.

"Well, I am gonna clean you later."

Normal P.O.V.

Saito and Louise arrived at the campus later that afternoon, they rested for a while, and then Saito left Louise to eat again in the kitchen. When he arrived, the kitchen seemed a little different. It was not as lively as usual. Saito saw Marteau in a quiet state while peeling the potatoes.

"Hey, Old Man, why is everyone acting as if someone died?" Saito asked.

"Well…."

"By the way, where is Siesta? I haven't seen her for a while."

Marteau hesitated at first, but then he finally answered, "She was taken to serve a noble…It's almost the same as if she died."

"But why?"

"You don't know? Maids that are handpicked to serve nobles do not serve as maids; they become slaves of pleasure…poor Siesta."

"WHAT? I will bring her back," Saito spoke in a low, deliberate voice. He spun on his heel, intent on going after Siesta.

"Are you serious? The noble is Count Mott! He is an official! He will kill you and still get away with it!"

"Darling! I've been searching for you!"

Saito stopped walking when he saw Kirche approaching him. "Do you know this Count Mott?" he whispered in a forced tone.

"Why, yes, I've heard that he is quite lecherous…what do you want with him?"

"Don't worry; just tell me where he lives?"

"North of here…it would take you three hours to…Hey, wait!"

Saito did not wait to hear all that Kirche had said, he quickly strode out.

When he arrived at the garden, he looked around, and when he saw nothing….

"Over-boost"

[Welsh Dragon Over-Booster!]

"Welsh Sonic Boost Knight"

[Change Star Sonic]

A green light emerged, and Saito, in his Sonic Knight armor, runs to Count Mott's mansion.

"Partner, what the hell is this armor you wear, and how can you move so fast?" Derf asked.

"Now is not the best time to explain everything, Derf, so shut up while I run at full speed."

"What?" Derf said.

"Armor Release"

And Saito begins to run with the speed of a god. In ten minutes he arrived at Count Mott's mansion and he stopped using Balance Breaker.

"Partner, you need to give me some kind of explication, but for now, let's go save the girl!"

"Okay, fine," Saito says angrily.

A guard spotted him and raised his spear. "Halt, what you are doing on Count Mott's estate?"

"I just want to see Count Mott. I have a message for him."

"I see, follow me."

Saito then met Count Mott in the living room, where he had just finished eating.

"What do you want?" Count Mott asked Saito in an arrogant tone.

"Release the maid that you bought, now."

"What? Are you out of your mind, commoner? You disturbed me just to ask that?"

"Well, I am asking nicely. Release her."

"Not only have you barged into my home, you dare to threaten a noble like me? Guards, surround him! I don't care if you kill him!"

Then six fighters entered the room with shields and spears, ready to attack. They surrounded Saito. The guards were confident that they could apprehend and subdue the intruder.

"I don't have time for you…get out of my way. NOW!" And all six of the defenders fell unconscious.

"What have you done, commoner?" asked Count Mott in fear.

"Just rendered them unconscious. I don't like to kill people who don't have anything to do with the conflict," Saito threw his answer back like a threat. "Now release the maid or you're going to experience excruciating pain real soon.

"You fool! I am a triangle-class, water mage! Don't underestimate the power of a noble like me!" Count Mott then raised his wand and the water in a nearby vase suddenly rose up and flew with great speed straight at Saito, mimicking the movements of the wand in Count Mott's hand.

"Water Spear!" Count Mott conjured up seven spears of water and aimed them at Saito; but Saito just stood still and moved his right arm.

[Divide]

Suddenly all of the liquid spears just disappeared and a white gauntlet appeared on Saito's right arm.

"Commoner, what did you do? No, you are not a commoner…what are you?" asked Count Mott nervously.

"Your worst nightmare," Saito's voice declared, full of power and authority. Count Mott began to shake noticeably; all of his bravado had fled.

A powerful punch landed against Count Mott's stomach, and he uttered a cry in pain at what felt like the fist of a steel golem.

"Release Siesta NOW, or next time I attack you I will rip your heart from your chest!"

"Fine, I will release her."

"Saito!"

Siesta hugged him tightly, as she cried tears of happiness.

"Now, now…it's alright. Can you let me go now? I am getting suffocated," Saito gently replied.

"Sorry! I am sorry that I didn't say it to you, I don't want you to worry about me."

"That's all right. Shall we leave this place?"

Even though they were leaving, all the guards were still on high alert. Saito carried Siesta in his arms as they quickly covered a considerable distance. They arrived back at the Magic Academy in one hour.

"Thanks," Siesta said as she bowed down.

"Don't mention it."

"Why did you take such a risk to save me? I am just a commoner…."

"We are friends, and you are a person I hold dear, so I had to help you."

"Oh, by the way…." Siesta then kissed Saito on the lips before she ran back to her quarters, blushing furiously. Saito hand reached up to his lips; he was very surprised.

Suddenly Derflinger spoke. "Hey, Master, I didn't know that you were a chick magnet!"

"Shut up!" was the only thing he spoke.

If you want chapter 5 fast,review and i try finish faster. If you not i finish to but you have to wait 2 weeks or more i don't hurry if no on want it. Well enjoy chapter 4 i know is short but i try to make longer if i can. Now i want to ask you all some think plis ask in PM or review.

What DxD character you want to be in the story in future.

Rias

Akeno

Asia

Xenovia

Irina

Kiba

Gasper

Koneko

Ophis

Hakuryukou ( i put him anyway like a familiar of void like Saito or something else and is not going to be the Girl i say is Saito friend if you have another idea about what to put him tell my) P.S:Is going to by a girl not a boy