Disclaimer: I don't own Overlord or Fate series.
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I wanted to try out 'entering' each sentence like some web novels and so I did.
Now that I remember the site will add space between sentences because they are practically paragraphs, and I am too lazy to gather them up so please deal with the annoyance in this chapter.
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### Unknown Site ###
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A group of suspicious people was crowding together in a wide hall.
The place had a big altar with a tall cross as an idol of some kind.
The air was cold and the room was absented of modern light.
Here and there in this large hall were coffins lying around neatly in stacks.
The purpose was unknown but the people there had absolute reverence toward them.
No one made any approach toward those coffins.
Near the altar there was a blood-red circle with numerous symbols intricately arranged within.
Standing next to it was a prominent figure with much better clothes than the others around him.
"Let's us begin. We have wasted enough time!"
The man shouted out command with an impatience in his tone.
The others quickly moved around making the final arrangement for their ritual.
Their silence was eerie.
Finally, he stepped up into the center of the circle while everyone else stood in neatly formation before him.
Nodding to himself, he took out a small jewel box and put it down to his feet.
The moment it left his hand he moved quickly outside of the red circle as it lit up.
All the coffins were wrapped up in red light and pulled toward the ominous circle.
The people around began to chant some long incoherent language.
The place was shrouded in black mist immediately.
A bone chilling cold was spreading fast outward from the circle, even the outside of the building was also beginning to be frozen over.
The small box was broken and spilled out an unknown ash.
The coffins were disintegrated while hovering above the red circle and poured down its contents.
Blood, guts, bones and other fleshy parts of the body were all flopped down on the floor, mixed in with the ash at the center.
It was a gory mesh all over the place.
This seemingly satanic ritual was performed in the middle of the night with a holy symbol watching over it.
Clearly a blasphemy act, but there was no one paying it any mind.
The prominent figure started to call out chants, incantations to summon a Servant.
The gory mixture of flesh, blood and innards bubbled up as the incantations echoed the hall.
"… Come forth the Servant of God…
… Let his will be known to all!"
Rising from the middle of the circle was a feminine silhouette.
All the flesh and blood rushed into her as she absorbed it along with the ambient mana around.
A void briefly formed as all the mana disappeared for a moment but quickly ended when the place was refilled.
Light began to shine upon her as all the impurities were gone.
The hall was cleaned and brighten up under the heavenly presence of the girl that had just gained consciousness.
Godly light wrapped around her and materialized her clothes.
Standing still and bathing in the light was a beautiful girl with long blonde hair in a braid that was let down passing her hip.
She was wearing reflecting steel-like armor over her blue dress. There was a cut down in her skirt showing her refined legs to help moving easier.
A metal crown hugged her head firmly from the front, acting like a head protector.
She was holding on a banner of sort in her hands while her thin sword sheathed on her hip.
Her amethyst eyes opened slowly as she taking in the surrounding.
Everything returned to normal for the hall as she was fully aware and began to move.
"Are you all followers of the Lord?"
She asked the people around her once she had registered everything in the hall.
"Yes, we are. This is the Headquarter of the Assembly of the Eighth Sacrament. I believe you have already known why you are summoned, yes?"
She looked at the man before her suspiciously.
He wasn't the slightest holy in her eyes despite his clothes.
The same could be said for everyone in the hall too.
"Yes, I do. I am Ruler, I shall carry out my role faithfully. Can you give me a rundown on the current situation before I go?"
Though reluctantly, she still needed to know what had been causing problem.
The Grail gave her basic information along with her role to bring the Holy Grail War back on track, but it never gave her why it had to be her or what was the factor to bring about her.
"The Holy Grail War is happening in Fuyuki city in Japan. Everything was good until yesterday.
There was an invasion from the beyond, an "Alien's invasion" we called it, occurred at Fuyuki city.
Furthermore, every attempt at contacting or going there led to death. We lost about one hundred agents to the sea monsters alone. No one reach the shore either.
And talking about those monsters, they had all disappeared today. No track left, just the same as when they suddenly appeared.
I apologize for not being able to tell you much information."
It was confusion that plagued her mind at the moment.
There shouldn't be any Servants capable of doing any of those things.
Sea monsters maybe but extraterrestrial existences?
"I understand. I will head there right away.
Just one more question if you don't mind?"
"Please ask away, we are here to support you with all of our ability."
She doubted those were his words from heart, a black heart she dared say.
"… By which method did you summon me? I… feel strange, unsettled somewhat."
She looked down at her hand, clenching it above her heart.
There was this uneasiness that her entire body had been emitting the whole time since her arrival.
"Don't worry too much. You would get used to it soon. Your body was a unique homunculus that we acquired from a powerful magus. It would help you greatly in adaptation and mana restoration. It is completely tuned to you from physical to spiritual and magical energy. You are a perfected Servant right now."
His smiling face looked kind but to her, it was more like a mask.
A snake that swallowed its prey whole. She felt his poisonous nature beneath the skin.
Is this man really the servant of the Lord?
Every words he uttered made her more and more convince that the man wasn't trustworthy in the slightest.
She should be summoned as a Servant with a body woven by mana, not this flesh and blood body.
The unsettling she felt didn't cease but she would let it go for the moment.
It really felt like her own body, even better if she may say. She would be careful.
"We have already prepared for your trip to Fuyuki city outside. The sooner you get there the better it is for the civilians."
His careful use of word certainly hit home with her.
Saving the people was also a lifelong mission for any servants following the teaching.
"Then farewell. May the Lord guide you."
"May the Lord guide you."
She quickly bid them farewell and went on outside toward her destination.
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### Fuyuki City ###
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Thread: [Alien's invasion?]
#1 OP:
What is happening in our city? I though we still have a few thousand years before the end of the world.
#2 An_Anon_Guy:
Well, our dreamed apocalyptic scenario has finally become a reality.
#3 Engineer_From_Home:
An_Anon_Guy Let's get serious for once, people. We could really die. This is no joke.
#4 An_Anon_Guy:
Engineer_From_Home What can you do anyway? We barely reached space and they have a bunch of Gundams and combat-ready spaceships.
#5 OP:
Calm down guy! We need to discuss this.
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#66 DragonRider85:
I have some pictures that was unexpectedly 'broken'. But still retain some outline.
#67 Batboy:
DragonRider85Dude, upload the pic for us!
#68 DragonRider85:
Sorry, I can't. Anyone who took pictures should have the same problem as me.
#69 OP:
My pics are also thrashed. Do you think something or someone did this? And how?
#70 Batboy:
Eh? Is this all a trap? Did you guy make up this whole story to troll everyone? No evidence no credit guys!
#71 OP:
Batboy You should leave then. We who live in the city can't and don't want to prove anything to you.
#72 Engineer_From_Home:
Ignore him. We don't have any record but we all should have seen them. I imagine that the Church also has it pretty hard.
#73 An_Anon_Guy:
Oh yeah, I would like to see how people react to those Gundam Angels.
#74 DragonRider85:
Actually, I kind of know how it started. Nothing too sure though.
#75 OP:
Finally! Someone know something! Tell us please.
#76 An_Anon_Guy:
DragonRider85 Huh? Are you working for the Government or something?
#77 DragonRider85:
No, I am just a gamer that is quite rich. I live on the 35th floor of a building near the bridge so I saw it.
#78 Engineer_From_Home:
Holy shit! Are you perhaps my boss?
#79 DragonRider85:
I think you got the wrong person, whoever you are. Anyway, we should focus on the main topic. When I was taking a break to eat at the balcony, I saw something incredible.
#80 OP:
Please go on! Don't leave us hanging like this.
#81 DragonRider85:
Would you believe me if I said I saw ESPers fighting each other on the riverbank? Call it magic or anything you like but two persons were throwing chunks of the riverbank and shiny explosive stuffs at each other.
If not for the big chunk of earth floating up, I wouldn't have noticed anything at all.
#82 An_Anon_Guy:
Hey dude. Were you high or something? I just went by the riverbank. There is no such damage at all.
#83 DragonRider85:
As in anywhere else. The city becomes mysteriously pristine after the event. So you can think whatever you want.
#84 OP:
Let continue DragonRider85.
#85 DragonRider85:
Stuff happened and then a rift appeared out of nowhere. Things were swallowed up real fast. The earth, the water, literally everything around it.
The windows were vibrating madly by the wind. I had already thought that was it for me and ready to run.
But then again, another incredible thing happened.
#86 An_Anon_Guy:
Damn dude! Don't cut the story like that! It is at the good part!
#87 Engineer_From_Home:
An_Anon_Guy Hey, don't be rude to people. Give some respects for others, don't you?
#88 An_Anon_Guy:
Wow, this guy's attitude has completely turned around. Neat.
#89 OP:
Guys, let him finish please.
#90 DragonRider85:
When I noticed the light where they fight, I looked again.
And there was suddenly an Angel with six white wings appeared. He roared up an explosion, flew up while holding a big Gatling gun. He started shooting like mad at everything around him with explosive ammo.
I ran.
#91 An_Anon_Guy:
Are you really sure you weren't high? An Angel with a Gatling gun shooting explosive ammo while screaming? Seriously dude. That was the most likely thing someone who was very high would say.
#92 DragonRider85:
I told you guys my story. I will leave now. I have this uncomfortable feeling for a while already. Something tell me that we shouldn't discuss this.
#93 An_Anon_Guy:
Hey, don't just leave like that! You are supposed to say something back, oi!
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Buzz…
"… the people from everywhere were…"
Buzz…
"… a riot occurred yesterday in Northern European…"
Buzz…
"… the president of France's assassination caused…"
Buzz…
"… there was a strange light in the forest that shot into the sky…"
Buzz…
"… A homeless man was found sleeping on a luscious black sofa in the park…"
Buzz…
"… I will have you know that the world is going to…"
Buzz…
"Hey go back! You just skipped something there!"
"Like what? The news only talks about the same thing anyway."
"No seriously, go back a bit! That 'homeless man' one!"
"What is so special about it?"
"Just do it quickly please?"
In a shrine that human shouldn't stay, there was the bickering of two teenagers.
A boy with wild uncared short orange hair and a girl with long black hair in a pony-tail.
The girl was lazing around the TV in the main room of the shrine.
It was the place of worship but there was no deity to be worship there, just a mysterious object sat on the altar near the wall at the back.
She changed the channel back to the news that the boy had asked.
"… Our reporter Yuu-san have arrived to ask him about his sofa. Let's us follow them."
"Hello, mister. We have something to ask of you. Could you answer a few questions for us?"
"Hun? What ish that? Go away already. I ish not giving you ma bed!"
"Okay, please calm down. We won't take your bed."
"Then go away!"
"Can you tell us where you got your bed, mister?"
"I see it float'n in the river. It ish mine now! Shoo!"
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"Well, that was a hard task. We thank you for your effort Yuu-san.
As you all can see the rumored sofa in the video. Completely undamaged and as beautiful as a newly built one despite the rough treatment of… human.
There was already a group before us approached him. They were the police and some experts on luxury furniture. They came in case of thievery but they were completely surprised by the object. It is indestructible and a masterpiece of craftsmanship. Furthermore, it retains its cleanliness no matter how much you smear it with filth. No one can claim to own or make it
By right, the sofa belong to the man but soon there will be a lot of people fighting to buy it.
The origin of the sofa is a mystery, as the material and the workmanship is deemed impossible to achieve by current technology and human's skill.
Some speculations believed that it fell from those… mysterious aircrafts the other day.
I wonder why I suddenly feel an urge to forget about it…"
"There you go. It is just some mundane news for housewife. Why would you… oh right, you are a househusband."
"Hey, don't throw out sarcasms at every chance!"
"Tsk. So why are you so hype for the news?"
The boy scratched his head while making an awkward smile.
"That thing makes me remember something bad you know… thing in the past."
"Well, what are you waiting for? Just spit it out already."
Putting down the remote she sat up facing him.
Her tank top shifting slightly, accentuated her curves as she twisting around to see him.
Wearing a white tank top and short pant, she had a very sensual look on her adolescent body.
Sometimes he wondered if she was trying to seduce him.
She would never think of me like that anyway. Stupid me for day dreaming.
"Big sis used to make weird things when I was small…"
"Alright, enough! She made that sofa, didn't she?"
"… Yeah, I am afraid that it will transform into something and make a ruckus again."
"…"
"…"
The two of them looked down on the floor as if there was something extremely interesting on it.
The past few days went by without any major incidents.
There sure were a lot of noise caused by the citizens but there was nothing they could do.
The government and some mysterious groups had done something and now the mass was gradually ignoring the insane apocalypse.
It was all good in their option.
Someone really took care of the problem probably.
But thing couldn't just stay peaceful like that for long.
Seeing as there was the mastermind behind the insanity still loitering freely around the neighborhood.
"Where is she anyway? Let tell her to retrieve it or something."
There is no way I am going to clean up after her. An opportunity for adventuring? This isn't some shounen show! Let her deal with the problems she made!
"I thought we would go…"
"No! And that's final!"
"Ugu… your mood turns bad so fast."
"Hmm!"
He stood up and took a brief look at another corner of the room.
In that corner there were a full set of gaming station and an extremely comfy nest of pillows.
The fluffy corner had always carried a fragrance that made one's head relaxed. If carelessly approaching it, people would be fluffified and made into a lazy mess.
Sound awesome if you asked the owner of it.
Currently there was no one using that corner.
"She went out some time ago to buy ice cream. Let find Tamako-sis instead."
"Ugh… I couldn't comprehend how being like her work."
"Haha… neither do I."
Turning off the TV, the two wandered off to their own business, leaving the world to their own hustle.
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Dragging a grumpy girl behind, the boy moved on the isle to the back of the shrine.
There was a backyard with a lot of space that everyone used quite often.
The two arrive at the spacious room facing the backyard.
"Oh, Shirou and Tohsaka. Do you need something?"
"Hi Tamako-sis. Hi Caster."
Sitting at the low table with a lot of schematics and diagrams of unknown mystic art were the two women with otherworldly beauty.
One was a peerless beauty with long black hair. She was wearing the traditional clothes of the shrine maiden but it was obviously made with imperceivable power.
The other was wearing a purple robe with her hood down.
Her face was like a carefully sculpted artwork with lustrous blue hair. Her pointed ears gave a mystical feel altogether.
What was seen as two beauties hanging out with each other was actually the researched theories being broken down and refined by the two super magi.
The shrine maiden Tamako could barely be classified as a magus due to her origin as an outsider of this world.
But regardless of definition, she had learned the art of magecraft as well as occult ritual of this world to expand her own knowledge.
If a magecraft was used by her, it would turn out to be on the level of true magic. That meant her magecraft couldn't be replicated by science at all.
Her condensed magical presence was that much potent, and as she used mana directly instead of the OD the result was obvious.
That was just how overwhelming the raw power output difference between humanity's and hers.
"We found something that was left behind by big sis. The journalists were making reports about it."
"Oh, we totally forgot about it huh? Well, just leave it be then."
He looked a bit worried at her solution.
"Is that really okay? Big sis Siriel made that you know?"
"This time is different than before so don't be too alarmed. It is really just regular furniture."
"But it is indestructible."
"They can't damage it doesn't mean that it is indestructible Shirou. Most Legendary rank items are like that."
He still wasn't satisfy somewhat. But the girl stood beside him nodded her head understandably.
"Well, if you say so sis."
"See that, Shirou. I told you there was nothing to worry about but you were being as stubborn as ever."
"Come on Rin. How can I not worry?"
The two started bickering again.
Both Tamako and Caster looked at them with gentle eyes. Well, maybe not in the case of Caster, she was unamused by the interruption of her research.
"Stay quiet or get out. We are busy here."
The two teenagers stopped fighting and looked back a bit guiltily.
"S-Sorry…"
Their life had become kind of easy recently so they were turning into kids again.
Safety was assured.
Food was heavenly delicious.
The environment was refreshing and they were surrounded by tree lines.
They really become too lax.
Tamako and Caster returned to their research as the two young magi quietly sat down trying to learn what they could.
All the formations on paper were of ancient and alien languages to them.
Tamako was pulling out more of these research material and neatly stacked them up on the side.
She was wearing strange glasses, but it looked good on her, just like everything else.
"This circle could be made into a medium to directly pull out data. We need to somehow convert it all into understandable content."
"I see. How about you change some of these formulas Caster. Mistress like game so we should make it shows a readable status… like this."
The project went smoothly. Everything was just finer detail before the test-run.
The two were quite zealous in their work.
They didn't need food, sleep or any other necessities a living human required.
One was a peaked-rank supernatural being.
And the other was an ultimate spirit familiar, a Servant of great might that had received the blessing of said being.
They was tasked with finding a way to reach the Throne of Heroes.
It was an easy task for them but flaws were unacceptable.
They eliminated each and every risk that they could come up with.
The Throne of Heroes wasn't a place to go to but a library of sort.
Records of heroes from all ages from Genesis to the end of time were gathered there.
Their soul resided in their own little worlds in the throne of their legend.
When the world fell into a crisis of disproportional scale, some of them would be called up to disperse the problem.
Only the World and Alaya had the ability to call upon those souls to do their bidding. The World never did that though, humanity was like a blight to her, and dead people brought back to life was already out as an option.
Tamako and Caster had dissected the working of the Grail for a week.
Their finding was more than they expected.
With information from Archer and some mysterious vampire whom Siriel grabbed from somewhere, they could theoretically simulate the summoning Alaya did.
Finding about the egos of Humanity and Earth didn't make Tamako feel any better.
Secretly, she would find a way to deal with them when the time come.
Right at the moment, they was trying to retrieve Caster's soul from the Throne of Heroes.
It wasn't to start anything. She would still return to the Throne if she somehow died again.
But there was benefits in merging her soul to her current vessel.
It wouldn't feel good to accidentally see another copy of her running around the city.
Servant had limited mana too, however, Caster currently didn't had this problem.
The Grail only copied the Heroic Spirit into the Class Vessel afterall. They had the same abilities but not mana. The Grail couldn't copy that.
That being said, they didn't want to provoke this world's egos too much.
Fighting a Counter Guardian with the mana pool of the entire planet was not very environment friendly.
And they had better not let Siriel know how to make the Counter Force react.
"Say, Caster. What do you think about making a new vessel?"
"What do you have in mind?"
"You see, I just thought that we could make a more suitable vessel to contain your soul. This would be a temporary reincarnation if we put it into word."
Caster was thinking of the implication of such statement.
She would be officially alive again.
This could also mean that the hold of the Grail on her would be partially lost due to her nature of existence changing.
"This would also serve as a test for the ritual we have crafted."
"Yes, this will bring more benefit for us in case some twisted events occur. What should be the vessel then?"
"I will enchant something of worth for you. But we need some permissions from Mistress first. This will use up some of her resources."
"Hmm… it can't be help. I will leave the vessel to you. Meanwhile I shall compile this… Status thing."
The two of them continued to trade ideas with each other at a fast pace.
Their hands never a moment without some sort of magelight as they worked.
"H-Hey Rin, I can't follow them. Help me out, please."
Tohsaka just gave him a sigh. Her gesture was of a defeated person after their final exam.
"You would be a genius if you could follow all their talk. Their research isn't something anyone could do so casually."
"Ugh, you understood then? You are a genius afterall."
She glared at him with irritation.
"Is this sarcastic?! When did you learn to be such a dough?!"
"E-Eh? What are… no, I would never dream of being sarcastic toward you! I mean it!"
"Hmm! Figured, you are as dense as a rock."
They stopped their small quarrel and focused back on the discussion of the two super magi before them.
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In a certain street of Fuyuki, there was another attraction that might perhaps make its way to the headline of the city news.
"That look so good on her. Such pinpointed fashion sense!"
"Stop sounding like an intellectual. You are just looking at her ass."
Boys were following in herd behind a foreigner.
A smoking hot beauty with reflecting platinum blond hair.
With each step her figure hypnotized the boys more and more to her swaying hip.
Sound of clinking rang out as the metal rings on her limps shifting.
The unblemished beauty walked with bouncing cheerfulness on her barefoot.
Surprisingly not a spec of dirt remained on her foot.
But the people were too occupied watching her enchanting figure to notice anything else.
This district often had cosplayers gathered so a lot of coffee shops and other establishments had been opened.
Seeing beautiful females revealingly dressed as various characters should be an everyday occurrence, but this foreigner was on another tier of her own.
The clothes were very well made and of a quality that no cosplayer could ever imitate.
Her elf ears and red eyes were so surreal that may as well be real.
No one dare to approach such a divine work of art.
But they surely were persistent in their stalking after her.
The one that was so hot of a topic was of course the irregular of this world, Siriel.
She had gone out to get some ice cream but in the end it led to this situation.
Without her passive turned on, the mass of terror was left with only a temping little beauty.
Being followed left and right made her mischievous side perked up.
She was trying to see how many would follow her around as she strolled everywhere as slowly as possible.
This was also something new and fun for her.
She had never considered turning [Intimidation] off so these kind of situations were a first.
Tamako had asked her permission to use some ingredients through [Message] while she was making her way around the block.
Of course she allowed it.
There really wasn't a need to ask her permission every time but Tamako greatly disagreed.
It was quite an annoyance for someone like Siriel.
It wasn't like her warehouse would be used all up.
And if it was Tamako or Levia then she wouldn't mind emptying her stock either.
Afterall she didn't use much of anything at all.
A hoarder she maybe but she wasn't stingy about stuffs she would probably never touch.
Giving all the decision to Tamako, Siriel continued on her merry way.
She would definitely not come back any time soon.
Along the way through the high class district, she caught something in the corner of her eyes.
In a luxurious café house with no customer normally, there was a certain shiny golden head sat like he own the place while holding his cup of coffee.
A mischievous smile crept up on her face as she sneaked up on him.
*Ding - ding~*
The door's bell rang.
Well, she never noticed those things, seeing as stealth was most likely the only field she didn't master.
And with that she brought attention on herself spectacularly.
"Teehee~ Hi there cool guy."
His eyes went wide for a brief moment before returning back to being as sharp as a knife.
His posture remained calm and collected without a single disturbance.
Countless strategies were formed and discarded at the same time.
"Tsk!"
"Hey! That's rude!"
Loudly pointed out his behavior while still wearing her smile, she nonchalantly took the seat opposite of him.
With both of her hands supported her chin she called out to the waiter.
"Ne, ne~ One Special espresso with extra syrup here! Added it to his bill please!"
The waiter was stunted by her look and her order. He looked at the King for confirmation before doing anything.
Gilgamesh was very annoyed at the moment but gestured for the waiter to just do as she said.
"So~ so~ how are things? Good right?"
"How are you still be around? Never mind that… What do you want now?"
Truthfully, he didn't want to be involved with the Thing before him anymore.
He sensed that if he did, there would only be a mess and a big loss for him. He didn't need a Joker in this war.
Siriel was just wanting to screw around so that was probably the only smart move left.
"I have suppressed my aura recently so I am just strolling around. It's very fun! You should also do it sometime! They are just flocking behind me like some ducklings haha!"
Listen to her talking on and on about how the boys followed her, gave him some other insights on her being.
All in all he could conclude that she was definitely some kind of ancient or primordial evil.
She was a monstrous existence, strong beyond comprehension.
So immeasurable that he was sure she didn't belong to this world.
But her personality was a confusing mess.
Despite that, he understood. It was the attitude of the strong.
She was used to being an absolute power for a very long time.
When people held strong power, they were usually corrupted by it.
Even the gods could fall into corruption easily.
Then there was her, Queen of the Underworld she called herself.
He felt darkness inside her.
Not the kind of darkness dwelled inside people but the kind the world was surrounded with.
She was the corruption itself. Evil with a shape.
"You are evil."
"Well now, you don't say… Of course I am evil!"
With a huff she folded her arms and showed her ample chest proudly.
"I am an Aspect of Evil… or two? Anyway I stand by my nature truthfully, shame on you for pointing out obvious thing."
Siriel never strayed from her nature even when she was screwing around.
She was fed by the negative energy of the world.
Act of violence and destruction of any kind reinforced her influence on this world.
She was literally the Bad End of any hero who aimed at her as the ultimate boss.
Kill her without fighting her? Impossible.
The old gods gave up on her, what could human with limited power do?
Luckily those egos didn't charge at her the moment she appeared or else this timeline would cease to exist a long time ago.
Siriel herself was not dense. She knew full well how the mortals would view her if she was ever exposed.
For them she would be the ultimate evil to be rid of and by that notion, the whole collective conscious of humanity would move to fulfill its will.
But she was bad at vague things like those egos so most of the time she just let thing be.
Whatever came would come, she would deal with the consequence later.
The important thing was her happiness.
Devil needed to be happy too!
Everyone of course wanted their desires fulfilled.
Siriel looked at Gilgamesh with a smug face.
"Now look at you. Were you defeated last time? I couldn't see you after the blast, hee~"
"Don't try to incite me. If there is another fight, this city will be done for. I have claimed it after all, can't let it crumble now."
He was unexpectedly calm about this.
From last time he learnt that she would bait people to attack first before she went nut.
Probably some rules she herself put up.
He knew beings of immense strength often handicapped themselves to feel challenged.
He too did that quite often so he recognized right away.
And by ignoring her attempt, she would be stuck unless she would disregard her own rules.
Which was the least likely possibility.
She was evil but an honest one.
A rare combination he admitted.
"Hmph! You are supposed to be prideful! Don't act differently now!"
She pouted out her cheeks.
"I could act how I want. I am the King. You have a problem with that?"
Now it was him that looked smug. He got her on his pace.
"Coward?"
"Prideful doesn't mean acting blindly. What would I get out of destroying my city? I don't have time to play small game with you."
She was frowning.
She was kind of getting that he had caught on her thing.
The waiter brought out her drink just as she was about to burst out her irritation.
The sweet aroma distracted her enough to decrease her frustration.
"It smelled good! Here is your tips cutie!"
She threw the waiter boy a small ruby.
The boy was panicking about how to act with the 'tips' but Gilgamesh just waved him off telling that 'just take it and go'.
Wealth was no strange thing for him and he deemed that also applied to the Queen in front of him.
"Don't you have cash on you? Why bringing around those jewels? So much hassle."
"Eh, I just use anything within reach. And those small stone just work everywhere."
"Hmm, I see you have a decent taste in showing your wealth. Not everything about you is brutish huh."
"Heh, just because I am from the underworld doesn't mean I don't know how to use money!"
She took that as a compliment. Not thinking too deep on everything he said.
"By the way, what with the clothes? Are you an exhibitionist or something?"
He looked at her clothes with an unmasked disgust toward it.
"How rude of you! My clothes was one of a kind! It is the pinnacle of its class, only in the possession of the strongest. And this is my taste! It would be a loss not to grace the world with my beauty!"
He just rolled his eyes at her answer.
"And you? What are you doing here? A regular?"
"Why are you asking?"
"Just asking for the sake of asking."
He contemplated his decisions on this a bit before saying anything.
"Hmm, this place has better drinks and services than other places in this city."
Siriel took a sip of her cup to see for herself.
"Ohh, it is really better. You have nice taste as well."
"That is obvious."
He answered with a prideful tone.
Evil as she was, a ruler was still a ruler. At least she wasn't a mindless corruption seeking thing.
It sure had a different feeling talking to her than the time he talked with the King of Knights and the King of Conqueror.
She certainly wouldn't have to govern her subjects like the rulers of man based on how he knew of the underworld.
Maybe because of the strength she possessed that made him acknowledge her as somewhat on his level?
"Hey hey, want to compete?"
"… Hoo…"
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There was a big circle drawn on the ground in front of the shrine.
The front yard was big enough to contain the enormous circle.
With a dimension around 225x75 or so meters, there was still a lot of space left for what was going on here.
"This much space will do."
Tamako stood on the side to inspect the outline of her creation.
"What are you doing sis?"
"I am preparing the place to harvest souls."
"…!"
Shirou stepped back a bit scared.
His companion, Tohsaka also paled a little.
"Wha-What are you saying sis? Something so ominous sounding!"
"Hmm? What are you talking about Shirou? Rituals that need sacrifices are normal. The one that doesn't need sacrifices is usually very weak. Unless the practitioner has the specific skill, and unfortunately I don't, then there is no alternative."
"B-But killing just for that is…!"
He was in a crisis within his mind.
He was fine with killing monster, they felt different for him.
He was fine with killing evil people, though there was still some hesitation.
But witnessing a mass killing in front of him was still too much for his naïve self.
The trauma, which was already fixed, still lingering in his mind.
Tamako looked at him with a tilted head.
It was true that they had never done this with him presented.
Well, he is still a young human with little to no experience.
She left him alone and continued to add more detail to the circle through the use of her illusion.
"H-Hey, Rin. Is this really normal for magi?"
"… They are…"
She was about to deny it but stopped.
Images of the atrocities magi all over the world had done behind everyone back rolled on her mind.
Biting her own lips she remained silent.
"That can't be…"
He felt despaired at the cruelty of the world.
How can anyone do something like this? How can my gentle sister do something like this so calmly?
Just as he was asking himself that, the answer also came to him in his mind.
Because she isn't a human.
Because she has a different sense of value than mortals.
Or perhaps it is only me that didn't understand.
He looked around to find something that could help him through this small crisis.
Then his eyes landed on Caster.
She was sitting at the entrance to the worshiping room.
Caster caught on his gaze and looked back at the boy.
"What is it?"
"I-Is there no other way than s-sacrificing lives?"
"Hmm, what in the sentence 'there is no alternative' that you don't understand?"
She was getting irritated at the boy.
He was a nice kid, but his personality was rubbing at her the wrong way.
"What is wrong with sacrificing? And for starter, what sacrifices did you think we would use?"
Her voice was a bit harsh toward him making him flinched back.
"… w-what?"
He was getting smaller as she glared a hole in him.
"Now now, you should let him go Caster. He is just being kind."
"Tamako-sis!"
He felt secured at her defending him.
"Shirou, we don't use humans as a sacrificial ingredient. I have other beings in abundant."
She smiled gently at him knowing his thought.
"R-Really? Then what are you using?"
He looked relieved at her word.
Tamako noticed his change in attitude and looked at him for a while.
"I am using Demons. They are plentiful if you are decently good at summoning."
He nodded acceptingly at her answer.
His mood had returned to normal gradually.
"Shirou."
"Yes sis?"
"Go call Saber and Archer here. I would like to borrow them for some menial tasks."
"I will be right back!"
He quickly ran off to the back of the shrine.
He is unconsciously discriminating non-human. I will have to tell Mistress to hasten his education some more.
"Um, I could call them over our mental link."
She looked at Tohsaka.
The girl was quietly observing every movement of Tamako.
With a light chuckle, she waved her hand gesturing the girl not to do that.
"I know. But Shirou needs a change of air."
"… I see."
She had completed the circle a while ago.
The ritual ground was encased inside the circle with fifty meters in diameter.
Not very wide but it was enough for her purpose.
"Tohsaka, is there something on your mind?"
"…"
Noticing the complicated expression on the girl face, she gave her a change to let it out.
"I… want to know your real objective in the Holy Grail War."
Tohsaka was disturbed by the ritual but knowing that nothing too serious would happen, she had other thoughts resurfaced.
"Didn't I tell you already that I wouldn't join in?"
"You did. But that can't be it. Basing on my observation in the past few days, you are also a monster of immense power. You could easily compete with that Devil and come out unscratched. You don't need sleep and you also don't eat. Demons and other supernatural beings are at your beck and call. You can control fire and lighting directly like breathing without any effort. You make artifacts comparable to Noble Phantasm just to practice. You possess treasures that could cause war. Your intelligent is beyond any magus I know with magecraft, even though you come from another world. You research and tamper with topics that magi of modern age could barely touch. And that ability of your over creation. You, you… What are you planning to do in this world?"
Tamako listened to her rants with interested in her eyes.
The girl was huffing due to extensive shouting for quite a while.
The little girl felt hapless at everything she saw recently. She could stay silent for only so long before the stress built itself up. Her magical knowledge couldn't keep up with the two super magi.
"That is… intense? You sure took notes on a lot of things. And thanks for the praises.
Although there are a few points that are not entirely true but you are good for noticing all that.
You should have known by now but the only thing that matter to me is serving my Mistress. As long as she doesn't say so, I won't do anything to your 'race'."
"…!"
"You shouldn't care too much about that. My Mistress isn't someone who would do what you are thinking."
But if the human do something stupid then it will be me that they should be worried about.
Tamako didn't voice out her thought of course. No need to stress the pitiful girl anymore than that.
If anything, she had even considered Tohsaka cute.
"We are not omnipotent, I and Levia still have a lot to learn. After this, why don't we all sit down and discuss about magecraft? I am sure you would benefit greatly in those topics."
The suggestion was so appealing that her mood lit up quickly. The girl was easy to please with some care.
"R-Really? I will be in your care then!"
Seeing as her attempt at soothing was a success, she smiled satisfactorily at it.
With that Tamako reinforced the ground some more for the upcoming issue.
Shirou also came back with Saber and Archer walking a distance behind him.
The two Servants had no problem staying at the Devil's Abode. The place was overflowed with ambient mana and was perfect for training, seeing as nearly everything was indestructible here.
They also had a lot on their mind and the quiet time here help them greatly to sort it out.
"Tamako Sis! They are here, though I forgot that we could call them telepathically, haha."
"Oh, do you now."
Tamako smiled at him and nodded at the two behind.
Saber was wearing her blue dress without any armor on. She had become more alerted and had rarely worn normal clothes anymore.
Archer was still Archer with his never changed clothes on. He denied it of course.
"Do you need us for something, Miss Tamako?"
Saber asked with quite a formal tone. She refused to change her way of addressing. Something to do with honor and dignity of a knight.
Archer kept silent, leaving the talking to Saber.
He may still not be comfortable with Shirou in his vicinity. An awkward relationship for sure.
"I am about to start the ritual. I want you two to kill the sacrifices inside this formation here."
The two narrowed their eyes at the words 'kill' and 'sacrifices'. There was nothing good about those words.
Seeing their reaction, Tamako heaved a sigh.
"Really, this world has an allergy toward sacrifice or something? I am using summoned Demons so don't mind the small details too much."
They averted their eyes to the magecraft on the ground.
The formation was immaculate, the ground they stepped on was also very sturdy.
Judging the space on the circle, they estimate the sacrifices must be large or numerous.
"What is the ritual for exactly?"
"I am making some vessels for summoning purpose."
The answer didn't sate their curiosity but it was enough.
They moved to the edge of the circle to inspect it more.
"Why do you need us to do something like this? You could have easily secured anything inside yourself."
"That is true. But…"
Tamako walked around the formation while dragging her hand in the air above the surface of the barrier she put up.
"You two need to know how to fight Demons and Devils. In the future, He will definitely appear again. And at that time, you may not have any assistance from us."
Her finger lifted off the barrier. She finished the full round around the ritual site using illusions before turning toward them again.
Runes and complicated magical diagrams lighted up following her track and faded into the barrier.
"Now Caster, why don't you join them? This will surely be a good experience for you too."
"Uuu!..."
Caster with a reluctant nod stood up slowly and moved toward Saber and Archer.
She really didn't want to step on this yard. What lied under this ground was still fresh in her mind.
The other two Servants looked at her questioningly but didn't ask.
"Your task is simple. Place this crystal inside the circle, it doesn't need to be in the middle.
After that, you three fight and kill all the Demons that will appear.
Do you have anything to ask?"
Tamako gave the crystal to Caster and looked them over.
Saber and Archer were preparing their weapon and armor while Caster was appraising the black crystal in her hand.
She felt an immense power inside it.
It felt like it could explode and consume her instantly if this crystal broke.
Her hands trembled as she looked at the crystal.
With extremely careful movements, she secured it firmly and turned to Tamako.
"… Seriously? It won't explode right?"
"…"
"…"
There was a silence that could imply the worst for Caster.
"If you don't deliberately trying to destroy it, it won't break. Beside, once you activate the spell inside it, it would become invulnerable. So don't worry, you can throw it just fine."
"… fine you say… And what spell is this?"
"Just a summoning spell that was often used for sacrificing. The name is [Armageddon (Evil)]."
The three Servants looked at her questioning.
A spell with a purpose like that was not seen often.
The summoned beings usually had more uses for the mana they took than a simply sacrifice but that wasn't impossible.
What bugged them was the name.
"'Evil'? And 'Armageddon'? Coming from you those names may be literally just like that but why using this much mana for summoning sacrifices? Please talk a bit more about it… for our sake."
Tamako smiled a bit sheepishly at them.
"Sorry about the spell because I have no other alternative. Summoning isn't my specialty and so those belong to my Mistress. Although her summons will go berserk but she is at the top of the nine Worlds of YGGDRASIL. If you only talk about the summoning capability, she could summon without limit.
Those [Sealing Crystals] were made to bypass her summoning traits. Their main uses for her were to flood Citadels, Cities and Dungeons with multiple armies of monsters, Demons and Angels. Although rarely, when raiding enemy's stronghold with that friendly guild's members, she often used those to avoid hitting friendlies.
Because of that, those [Sealing Crystals] are all of the 9th, 10th tier.
I chose [Armageddon (Evil)] thinking that you need some training in facing Demons. And you would be uncomfortable with killing Angels, right?
Also this spell would summon a lot of Demons, two hundred and thirty nine in total. And they are all weak.
It's better than using spell that only summon one entity, you are not ready for that.
Is there anything else?"
"… weak Demons huh… Well, we generally haven't learnt anything about this tier system of your so we can't say anything about it. But this would be enough, more questions could wait afterward. Let's just get it going. You two?"
Both Saber and Archer nodded their head in agreement.
They were concerned about the part of Siriel attacking Citadels and Cities but not knowing the circumstance, they didn't voice their questions.
Caster was right, they could ask in private later. They had a hunch the problem shouldn't be talked aloud.
"… Jewel magecraft…"
"Hmm? What is it Tohsaka?"
"Aa… no, nothing! Please continue!"
Tohsaka's eyes was shining while staring at the black crystal. Her interest clearly showed on her face.
They would have a session of magic and magecraft after this so she didn't push herself on their current matter.
Tamako just smiled passionately at that childish action of her.
It made her want to hug and pamper the girl. She too was like her Mistress, loved cute things a lots.
The Servants gathered around the edge of the circle and took a deep breath.
The three of them stepped through the barrier without any issue.
Their formation was simple with both Caster and Archer stood at the back providing support for Saber in the front.
Caster floated the black [Sealing Crystal] toward the other edge of the barrier to give them more space.
The three looked at each other and nodded in ready as Caster put in some mana to activate it.
Black bubbles of mana appeared and burst all around the crystal like the ground was boiled liquid.
Saber gripped hard on her sword in anticipation of enemies pouring out.
Behind her Archer also pulled back his bow, ready to release anytime.
Caster had already casted her protection and thought acceleration magecraft. There were also some strange self-enhancing abilities that she had received from the contract with Tamako.
Her aura changed into a somewhat dark haze with some glittering pink particles.
The change made the others looked at her briefly before focusing back on the portal.
"Here they come."
As Saber muttered that, a horde of disgusting monsters poured out and ran at them with total abandon while screaming loudly.
The three Servants also countered back with endless attacks toward the abominations.
Each of their attack killed off multiple Demons with ease, but…
Today would be a long and tedious day for them.
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In an establishment with a lot of people, there was a heated battle going on in the center.
The crowd of human was silently watching as both side of the combatants trading blow to blow.
The string of blocks and counters were happening in fast notion without stopping for a single moment.
With bated breath the mortals looked up to the god tier battle of the century.
"Haha, what's wrong King boy? Where is your confident now?"
"Hee, you are one to talk. Can't even damage me now huh, O Queen of the Underworld."
The two of them collided with each other like machines at work, precise and efficient.
Sound of fist met fist was drumming the place as if a musician was making his distorted piece of masterpiece.
The aura of the two behemoths dwarfed everything around them, making the world seemingly insignificant to their clash of conviction.
"Hooh, that dodge was good. I must praise you for lasting this long against me."
"You had better watch yourself. This King will show you the radiant of the best in the world!"
"W-wha! Such sneaky move!"
In just the span of nanoseconds, the situation had changed drastically.
With half a step back, he had her in just the right position to make a new series of punches and kicks, completely taking the pace of the battle.
And soon after that, damage began to appear gradually on the other combatant.
"Kuhn! Dammit!"
"Hahaha, feel the power of my greatness!"
"N-Not yet!"
In a desperate measure, she jumped back and began her own sequence of skills.
"Hah! Like I would let you!"
He rushed in to interrupt her retaliation.
But skills were unleashed.
Flashily movements interwoven with each other into a complex counter.
Her opponent also did the same to even out the force.
The tension rose high as the climax of their fight hit its peak.
"Block this you obsessed hoarder! ORAORAORAORA!"
"The match has already been decided from the beginning. Accept your fate as you are, insane woman!"
True to his word, he landed the finishing blow on her.
"SHORYUKEN!"
Loud cheers exploded all around as the match concluded.
"I can't believe it! This need to be on the internet ASAP!"
"Already in my D70 Nikon man! Where have these people been hiding until now!? So cool!"
The excitement of the mass was unstoppable.
Even outside on the street, people still heard the thunderous cheering.
And the two in the center of the commotion were busily bathing in their own aura.
The girl, Queen of the Underworld, was crouching on all four depressingly.
She glared at her opponent hatefully while balling her fist in frustration.
"… T-This can't be happening, my Ken can't lose like this…"
"That is an obvious outcome when you challenged this King!"
He was proudly flaunting his arrogance over his defeated opponent.
"Let's go for another round! This time I will chew your Ryu to death!"
"Hmph! Are you a sore loser? If you lost then just accepted it like a true ruler would!"
"Kuhn!"
In her eyes he looked like a detestable bastard right now.
"… I will remember t-this."
Satisfy with his own victory, Gilgamesh looked around and decided that it was time to move out of there.
"First of all, let's go to someplace else. This is getting annoying fast. We will talk about the bet there."
Seeing his smugness just made her want to punch him right there but she gritted her teeth and endured it.
It was as he said, a lost was a lost. She still couldn't believe that there was someone who was capable of beating her in fighting games.
"Fine, lead the way."
"Follow me then."
The two made way outside as the crowd parting for them.
A lot of cameras tried to take more of their images but most of them just got pulled toward the girl's assets. Boys were boys no matter the time and place.
Leaving the noisy establishment behind, they disappeared from the street.
Their destination was a rooftop of the highest building in the city. Simply because they felt like it.
Gilgamesh was thinking hard on what to do with her as he stopped near the edge.
The view from such a high place encompassed all the city in sight.
He could see very far to the sea out there, and the forest.
Though he couldn't perceive the shrine of the monster behind him due to obvious obstruction of some kind.
"So what do you want? I keep my words, don't worry about trickery."
Their bet was that the loser would comply with three requests of the winner.
Why three you may ask? Well there was someone that said only one wasn't thrilling enough.
Of course absurd things like 'kill yourself' or 'be enslaved to me' wouldn't work, and could be deemed as a hostile act instead.
"Before that, I need to know what you could do first."
"What couldn't I do?"
She replied back with an irritating smugness.
He looked back narrowing his eyes at her.
She seems to be serious. Well, let's see.
"Fine, then. How about giving me infinite mana? You could do that right? Hmm!"
"Well well, right off the bat are we? You really do not take thing half way."
"So? Can you do it?"
"You do know that True Infinity do not exist right? But whatever, I could get you the maximum amount of mana your soul could contain and make it generate the whole tank every second indefinitely. Or you had other concept of infinity that you want to apply?"
He just wanted to test the water but she was unexpectedly really serious about it.
He wouldn't refuse these kind of bonus of course.
Infinity in the physical universe did not exist to his knowledge.
Even the universe could be finite, you may unexpectedly return to your starting point if you traveled on a straight line through the universe long enough.
Finite didn't mean it had a boundary afterall.
Philosophy aside, he would welcome it if she could give him what she stated.
"It is acceptable. But only to the maximum of my soul?"
"Hey, don't be greedy now! If it exceeds, your soul will cease to exist. Even I won't be able to get back what doesn't exist."
"Hmm, fine. That will do."
"Alright! Two more to go, or do you want me to grant this first?"
"Just do the first request. I will see the result and judge for myself."
He was still skeptical about all this. If nothing, it screamed suspicious deal at every angle you looked at.
"Heh, so eager to become a Divine huh? Then let's go to some place with more space. I need to unleash some juice for this."
She opened a [Gate] right in front of them and beckoned him to come over with a smirk still plastered on her face.
"What? I would become a Divine?"
"Huh?"
"Why? Can't you do it without turning me into some god?"
"You sure are a demanding customer."
She dismissed the [Gate] spell and turned back toward him.
Her steps echoed as a scowl resigned between her eyes.
"You are asking something so contradicted that if I force it, you will likely explode. Soul and all."
"Hum! If you can't do it then don't talk."
"Oi oi! I am making a favor here! Not often that someone get a wish out of me you know? And we only agree to request level here too. Be a bit nicer to me!"
He narrowed his eyes at her pouting.
"Tsk… forget it! I don't need something like that anyway."
"Hmm…"
"…"
He was getting uncomfortable at her glare.
She just stood there with her hands to her hip and glared scrutinizingly at him.
"And here I thought you was so omnipotent that miracles would spout as you walk."
"Hah! Don't be ridiculous! I am not those Gods and their Angels, I don't do miracles. What I offer is my power alone. Usually, it was a contract with the mortal that I gave out a wish in exchange for something in return. You know, just your typical devil thing."
It wasn't like he didn't expect that from her but hearing it still gave that repulsive feeling.
"So? What are you going to ask? There are still three free requests in full here."
He moved over the railing of the rooftop and looked out to the city below.
There were lots of people doing their own things without any idea of the menaces surround their little city.
"Why don't you refrain from joining in this Holy Grail War?"
He gave her a look over his shoulder.
Her eyes opened wide with an agape mouth, but then quickly reverted back to her default expression, a cold face befitting that of a queen.
"What did you just say?"
"… I said I wanted you refrain from joining this War. Any problem with that?"
"…"
She didn't reply and still bore that cold expression while looking at the ground.
"It isn't on the same level as the previous wish. This time is merely me asking you not to do anything."
"… Alright. I will not join in. Whatever scheme that you are planning, I don't care at all."
He fully turned around to look at her again.
The chilling cold and powerful presence that was emitting slightly from her voice alone could make any normal person buckle with unknown terror.
Her leakage of power clearly said that she wasn't pleased, at all.
He needed to streak carefully with her, or risked another fight that he wasn't too keen on participating. The result would be surely a spoiling of his plan.
"Do you want anything else?"
She looked at him with hate in her chilling red orbs.
"… No, for now that is enough. I will leave the other two request for later."
She didn't react to his words but still looked quite displeased.
"Buy me an ice-cream."
"What?"
"Buy me an ice-cream jerk!"
"Why should I?"
"You are terrible!"
"…"
"Do you know how much I was looking forward to this event? And you just make me give up on it! Jerk! Jerk! JERK!"
Now this was unexpected to him.
Who know she would throw a tantrum here? But still… it was a better outcome for him to deal with.
"Hmph! Alright, I will grace you with my magnanimous self. Count yourself lucky."
He didn't forget to send his pride upfront in any situation.
She was already used to his quirk so she just followed him poutingly instead of menacing like just a moment ago.
She still had her Tamako at home, her cute girl would comfort her with something. She just knew it.
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Tamako suddenly felt very pleased and happy.
She didn't know why but it was a good feeling so she let it be and refocus on the ritual ground before her.
The three Servants were doing quite well.
They kill wave after wave of Demons just in the neat of time for the next wave to come out.
Normally, a wave came after a few seconds but due to Tamako wanting to make this an exercise for the Servants, the [Sealing Crystal] was enchanted an extra layer by her with a [Stagnation].
It gave out a satisfactory result with about ten minutes each wave.
They just dispatched the thirty two Rotting Demons around level 30 without any problem and returned to formation at the edge of the circle.
"Those guys sure are sturdy. With this trend, maybe next will be sixteen demons?"
Archer was feeling a bit refreshed by killing those Demons. All the things recently had taken a bit out of him.
"Next wave will be stronger so be on your guard."
Saber didn't seem to share his sentiment but her worry wasn't groundless.
"Well, you are right. Two hundred and thirty nine demons huh…"
"Here it is."
Caster quickly cut him off as a new wave began.
At the other edge of the circle, there were black bubbles gushed forth around the black crystal.
From inside that there were eight small figures emerging.
They had the body of slender females with long hair. Their skin were bluish white like that of a pale girl whose live was detached from the sun.
With appearances like that, no one would suspect such frail-looking people were actually demons if not for the sewed up eyes, nose and mouth.
Their arms were also sewed together as if they were praying.
From their appearances to their atmosphere, everything just seemed so dark, so bleak and so vile.
"I don't have a good feeling about this."
"…"
"…"
The two girls silently agreed with Archer's comment.
Tamako also felt a bit worry for them.
The Servants had been growing stronger but only in energy.
Caster had her contract with Tamako so her overall abilities would rise gradually. Although right at the moment, only her body became tougher with no noticeable change in mana output.
Saber was a different case.
She had high Magic Resistance and had 'ranked up' recently.
Her strength lied in her skills and the abilities to utilize her unlocked mana source.
Which was another thing of wonder for Tamako. Never had she suspected Saber to have that amount of dormant mana, reaching near level 70.
But that was all mana. Saber herself didn't grow much but all of her skills had more than double the strength.
She could fight level 70 monsters and deal damage the same as them but just like any inhabitant of this world, her base stats were still not that high.
Archer was the same as before.
He didn't have any boost so no amount of training would make him stronger as a Servant.
Only a big source of mana could be of help for him, and that would never come for Tohsaka in just a few days.
The problem lied in the Demons that just appeared.
They were Supplicants, Magic Caster-type Demons at level 40.
They were no joke with eight of them together.
Their debuffs could hinder the Servants greatly, even deadly.
But they were heroes. And heroes tended to overcome their huddles bravely with sweat and blood.
The clash had begun with both side unleashing their all for the sake of fighting.
The ritual would continue for a long time and the struggle of the Servants would not be easy.
Tamako watched over their fight closely just in case anything would happen.
"I wonder what Mistress is doing now."
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"Ah!"
"What is it now?"
"The ice cream! It is melting and dripping!"
"Tsk, just shove it down your throat and be done with it."
Gilgamesh was dragged around to accompany the hyperenergetic walking-doom.
"Come on, don't be so grumpy. You will learn to enjoy yourself in the long run anyway, right?"
"I am not some monster like you."
Although he sounded displeased but he still followed her regardless.
Half wanting to get more insight about the Queen of the Underworld, and the other half of a reason was that he got nothing to do at the moment.
Just as they walked around the corner of a street and arrived at a park, he then detected people hiding in the surrounding area.
Their number were a lot for an ambush but there were no noticeable presences that could give him a problem so he just ignored them.
He planned to see what the Thing would do.
"Heh… the park look good. Let's sit over there!"
She seemed obvious but who know. There was noway she didn't sense them.
In fact, she sensed them but didn't register their presences and ignored them too, just like her tagalong. Those people were no difference from civilians to her sense.
Like him, she also wanted to see what he would do, being King of Kings and all.
And so the two of them just sat on a bench waiting.
Coincidently, this park was the one near Shirou's school, also the one Sakura had been using to do her brooding.
Both of them were excitedly anticipating the event with a slight smirk on.
But the waiting was a bit too long.
There were movements behind the trees but nothing more.
Gilgamesh just closed his eyes and waited.
Meanwhile Siriel was trying not to burst out and grab them.
She got quite impatient when she was excited.
Finally, there was a new change to their waiting.
An expensive-looking black car pulled by before the park.
Stepping out of the car were three persons, two black suits with glasses and one man with high-class white suit.
Just by their look alone was enough to stay away from them. It was clearly that they belonged to a not-too-friendly society.
"Siriel, Death God of the battlefield, Walking Terror, and a Tactical class of destruction on all her own…"
They stood ten meters before her, a good distance for precaution. Of course that was for human.
The two bodyguards were ready to jump in front of their boss at any moment.
"It is an honor to meet you personally like this. You can call me Lazzaro."
Siriel was looking at the trio weirdly. Gilgamesh was also the same as he looked at her.
"What's with those names?"
She looked back at him with a confused look.
"I don't know. This is the first time I have ever heard of those."
The gangster boss saw them whispering to each other was irritated but reined in his anger.
Calm down. Mercenaries are all rude like that. Keep your cool.
Siriel turned to the boss and narrowed her eyes.
"Hey you with the white clothes. What's with the cool sounding names? I don't remember changing name or anything like that. And you are quite fluent in Japanese huh?"
How rude! And what is with those clothes of your? Sl*tty b*tch!
"Haha, don't be so humble. You are a living legend, of course the underworld would give you names and such. Your reputation is humongous. I just speak the language that we presumed you like. Or is it different?"
"Humph, whatever. So what do you want?"
Those men were acting in a grandiose way just to meet her, of course there must be something delicious.
The boss was actually a bit glad because they could get right down to business with the unruly woman.
He paid a glance at Gilgamesh who sat beside her.
Who is this man that has been so casual with her? If I didn't know that the Death God was female, I could mistake him as the target as well.
"I represent Godfather Vincenzo Bongiovanni. We want to offer Miss Siriel a contract from our Family."
With a caution attitude toward the young man, he reevaluated the situation again.
The young was very good looking and had a fitted but not buffed frame. It was just… there was that strange coldness inside those red eyes that made people dare not to approach him.
And seeing as he was so nonchalantly relaxed while looked like he owned the place was enough for those gangsters to assume that he too, was a formidable hitman.
Siriel, despite her dangerous reputation in their society, was wearing impractical clothes for combat. Or that was the normal conclusion of any human who didn't meddle in the magical side of the world would make.
She looked so vulnerable that they thought they could kill her right there to boost their fame.
There was also the lack of the so called feeling of death around her that the veterans had been rambling all the time.
With many thoughts in the same direction, the men and the boss began to look down on Siriel as an overconfident and foolish mercenary.
Of course these thoughts were flowing quite well through their subject of contempt.
Afterall, her race as Angel didn't go away when she acquired a new race.
The Angel race had many deviation as you progressed higher and higher.
Siriel was an Angel of the Second Sphere, a divine warrior that guided and ruled spirits, created signs and miracles. She was categorized as a Planetar celestial.
Planetar had many traits that supported combat such as [Angelic Weapons], [Divine Awareness], [Innate Spellcasting] and [Magic Resistance].
As a matter of fact, any weapon used by her would deal extra radiant damage. All her attacks were magical.
She innately had:
[Detect Evil and Good], [Dispel Evil and Good].
[Invisibility (Self)], [Blade Barrier], [Flame Strike].
[Raise Dead], [Control Weather] and [Insect Plague].
Those spells were attributed to the lore of Planetar in-game and could be casted at will. Angel in the lore of the real world and game world was a scary existence that could bring either salvation or judgment to civilizations.
Devas and Solars of the Third and First Sphere could cast most of these spells too, they could always learn the rest later if they really wanted it. But normally they just focused on their path to the maximum of their capability.
And [Divine Awareness], which would expose any deceit and thought of lesser beings, was a powerful tool to judge mortal. Well, it was so in the lore.
But now it was as real as any other traits or skills there were. Of course she could suppress it, but surfaced thought of defenseless human still managed to drift through as their feeble mind couldn't do anything to the presence of a celestial.
Simply stood in her vicinity would be enough to be engulfed by her presence so it couldn't be help. And she also didn't mind it one bit.
"Heh, what make you think I would accept the job?"
"This contract should be enough to raise your profile to the top of the mercenary Network. Fame and power, you will have it all. And a great boon of being backed by us, the Bongiovanni House."
His smiling face along with his thinly narrowed eyes began to tick Siriel off. She didn't like that kind of smile.
She wanted to see Gilgamesh act but it seemed she was the one who was going to explode first.
"Not happening. Get out of my sight before my mood turns too bad."
"Hmm, playing tough aren't you?
I will have you know that my men have surrounded this whole district.
No matter how legendary you are, with no weapon and clothes like… these, you would be a rag in a blink of an eyes.
You wouldn't think that I as the leader would come out to meet you as defenseless as this, would you?"
His sneer went up to his eyes as if he had checkmated the foolish mercenary before him.
The only unknown threat left was the young man next to her. He didn't react to the death trap they were in or looked worried at all.
Unless he had a bomb with him and planned to drag everyone down, he would be as good as dead along with the impudent girl here.
Speaking of the girl, she was raising an eyebrow at the boss in front of her as if he was stupid but didn't reply or say anything.
Angels were beings that were created by the good deity to serve them and therefore had many privileges.
But they were bound to Lawful Good. Any action that lower their karma would hinder their grown greatly. Siriel didn't care about that since it was just a challenge for her.
Asking her not to PK was too much.
Eventually, she found a way to unbind the handicap and at the same time also removed all her privileges in Asgard. It was just a side effect of a race class she took but it worked out great.
Thank to that, she hadn't been feeling any uncomfortableness when killing left and right throughout the years when coming into this world.
The new weaknesses were just typical attributes like any other races. In her case, it was vulnerability by all elemental attacks. Sound awful but it wasn't that severed though. Just receiving fifty percent more damage.
And those mobs, even if they bathed her in napalm, she would be fine.
But of course, she didn't have the generosity to let them hit her with whatever toys they brought.
She would still treat them with proper etiquette before elimination, just like always.
"I must praise you all for capable of finding my location and setting foot on this island without the local yakuza noticing."
She stopped crossing her legs and stood up looking as unthreatening as a city girl.
It didn't seem like Gilgamesh would get involve at all so she wouldn't leave any for him.
"The job you are offering isn't worth my time. There are more interesting things here that I want to enjoy anyway. I guess I will have to make you piss off myself huh?"
The boss had nothing but contempt in his eyes looking at her.
"So arrogant. You are nothing but an overconfident wench!"
He made some kind of signal with his spat and the two bodyguards stepped in front of him like an iron wall.
*KOONG*
The metal post near them was bended suddenly with a big chunk of it gout out.
"Heh, tell your men to train their marksmanship harder. Shooting like that will never hit anyone worth mentioning."
Siriel immediately glided forward beneath their field of vision.
With her disappeared in front of them like a ghost, they instantly fell back into a defensive position.
The boss was suddenly blown away and smashed against his car.
Standing in his place was Siriel with a gun in hand. She was checking it out while evading the two bodyguards' swift slashes.
"A Chrome plated .50 DE with customized chamber and magazine, hmm… Nice taste there. But are you using it only for the cool effect though?"
With how squishy he felt when she palmed him in the stomach earlier, she couldn't imagine him shooting the magnum continuously at all. And he would have a terrible rate of fire too.
"And now that it is in my hand…"
Thunderous explosive sound rang out rapidly under two seconds and bullets flew in seemingly random directions without care. And at the same time rain of bullets showered back at her without caring about friendly fire.
*Click* *Click*
"Well, that was quick. But I have spare ammos, heh."
Throwing the empty magazine at the groaning boss, she pulled out a different magazine out of her valley which wasn't likely to fit at all. She reloaded and continued to fire at the trees while leaving the two bodyguards alone as a joke. She was using them as a shield while snaking her way around the two. Apparently, their clothes were fully bulletproofed and their skill too, was quite good. Seeing as they protected their head pretty well.
She could see the despair and terror in their eyes as they realized the nicknames they announced weren't groundless like they had assumed. But they were still professionals, the struggle continued with deadly force to assure their survival.
Unfortunately, their fear wasn't a reason for her to stop anytime soon.
The boss was cradling his right arm in agony on the ground. The magazine had broken his arm when it hit and had dug through it despite being quite blunt.
That arm was as good as gone. It was nearly severed afterall.
The rest of the mafias in hiding who hadn't been shot down yet started firing with a crazed looking eyes. They were scared. Scare of the Death God they provoked. Even if the House to which they belonged was big, they were still just mobs that could die at any day.
They didn't feel aggrieved about their boss. They could hardly think straight at the moment due to the fear of death.
Their number reached a few dozens. Siriel didn't really count, she just shot anyone she saw firing at her. But just staying in one place and shooting at them with infinite bullets she created was boring for her.
And so she stopped shooting and borrowed a knife from the big guy next to her. She would still confiscate the gun though, it looked nice.
The two bodyguards were kicked in the groin before she rushed off toward the trees in the park.
Screams began to be heard as she got them one after another.
The boss and the two bodyguards just stared powerlessly after where their men were. They were all incapacitated on the ground but the boss had managed to sit back up against his car.
He couldn't believe what just happened.
Everything was just fine two minutes ago and now they were being annihilated like bugs.
How can anybody fight 'That'? She is a Monster!
It couldn't be help that those thoughts would pass his mind. In fact, anyone who saw her battles was the same. It was just those who had never taken her infamy seriously that dared to fight her. Those who sought her to prove their strength were the exception, they were very rare and one-time.
The boss just wanted to make her realize what it meant to disregard the Bongiovanni House. The Godfather even warned him not to engage her no matter what but being young, he had to pay the price too early in life.
This isn't how it supposes to be!
Humiliated, angry, frustrated, and most of all, scared.
He recognized that what he had done was just his pride taking control of him. No matter how harmless she may look, she was still the one people called Death God.
He had failed as a leader, he had failed his men, and he had failed his House. Even if he was able to come back, he would be executed by the Godfather.
His gaze wandered off toward Gilgamesh who just leaned back on the bench without any interest in their affair.
A new hope creeping up in his mind. Maybe if he could make the young man speak up for him then he may get away alive. He seemed to be sure that they were on good term with each other.
Gilgamesh also noticed the look he received and glared back.
"What is it, mongrel?"
Despite the tongue of the young man, no anger was felt as the boss, Lazzaro, was already in despair.
"… C-Could you…"
"If you are asking to be spared then you are too late."
Just as Gilgamesh said. Siriel had already done her work and had walked back to their place.
"Well Boss-man, although you are irritating, still, I am not so bad as to kill you…"
When she had come out of the wood and into the open, a bullet immediately sought out her head.
It smoothly missed her like always. Or more like she was so slippery that the bullet couldn't touch her at all.
"Hmm? Oh, I forgot the sniper."
She pulled out the confiscated Chrome DE lightning fast and fired off a bullet into the distance. After five seconds she nodded to herself and tucked the gun back in her pant, or panty… or whatever you call those bikini armor pieces.
There was nothing that could describe what Lazzaro, the boss of the ex-group felt.
He just witnessed monster-level marksmanship as no more shot was fire again from his sniper. And she also made short work of his men like dealing with trashes.
He couldn't muster anything. He had already accepted whatever she decided to do to him now.
"Oh come on! What's with that hopeless look? You was just so daring a little while ago."
She moved in front of him and complained. The two bodyguards didn't try to cover for him either. Apparently, the kick to the groin did more damage than she thought.
She decided to get rid of them to be done with this matter, but Gilgamesh spoke up.
"Hey Queen. Why don't you accept their offer?"
"What? Why would I? If it was any other time then maybe, but definitely not this time! I want to watch the War!"
He smirked meaningful at her. She suddenly had a bad feeling about that face.
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End of chapter
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This is only the first half.
I got caught up and write a bit longer than I planned so the other half (Currently about 9.5k words) will be around soon.
I wasted time playing CODE VEIN and DOOM. No regret by the way.
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Source material: Mostly D&D 5e – do not take it too seriously, I edited things on my own term for the story.