AN: Another Chapter, another lesson of the sort. Please enjoy the chapter
Ch 45 Day 58: An Ordinary Girl to a Saint
"Ah! Another day, another meeting with…we should really find a name for our group." Ron stretches, motioning to come up with a clever name.
Hermione agrees, they have been calling it the gathering or the meeting, but it isn't really catchy. "I have to agree, a name is important for anything, a person, object, or an organization." The bright witch agrees with Ron.
Jamie nodded, "Yeah, as Chaldea Ritsuka owns. I swear the names he comes up with are wicked."
"Um, Jamie. Chaldea was owned by someone other than Ritsuka remember?" Hermione corrected the red-haired boy. "Someone by Marisbury something…"
Jane shrugs, "Animusphere, I think; besides that, I think a name for our group is the best." She commented agreeing with her friend on that part, "But what…"
The four thinks for a moment before hearing a strange melody, a peaceful melody to the Wizard's ears. (Insert Howl's Moving Castle - Merry-Go-Round of Life (Harp)
"What a beautiful melody," Jane smiles, walking towards the music.
The three followed Jane's lead, trying to figure out where the melody is coming from. "I think it's coming from that room." Ron points, swaying his head back and forth.
"Whoever is playing this tune must be talented with the harp," Hermione commented, coming up to a closed room and yet the music only grew louder from each step.
Jane touches the doorknob, turning it slightly. "Go on, open it, Jane." Jamie urges his older sister to open the door.
The red-haired girl nodded, opening it slowly. Within the closed door, the melody grew louder as they entered. To the young Wizards and Witches eyes was a girl in a Slytherin uniform, her hair was reddish-brown that curls up to her rear. She wore black high heels, her nails painted red, skin pale as a vampire, and a black bow in her hair. (End song)
The strange Slytherin opens her eyes, revealing a crystal blue coloration. "Oh my, I didn't expect company at this time." The girl smiles.
"O-Oh no, we're just entranced by your playing that we follow where it came from," Jane explains to the strange girl. "We didn't mean to disrupt you…um…"
The girl stood up from her seat next to her small harp. She lifts her skirt gracefully, "Isolde, Isolde Lize. I just transferred to Hogwarts not too long ago, as you can see." She showed her uniform. "I've been sorted into Slytherin,"
"O-Oh, then you're going to-"
"As I said before, I'm new so you don't need to worry about me reporting you and all." Isolde ensures she wasn't a part of Umbridge's Inquisitorial group.
Ron nudges both girl's arms, "(Guys, she's a Slytherin! You know how they are!)" He hissed, pointing at the obvious about the new girl.
"(RON! You can't judge someone by their houses!)" Hermione scolded the redhead. "(We don't if she is one of the Pureblood puritans; she did say she's new to Hogwarts.)" she defended the new Slytherin girl.
Isolde smiles, hearing their conversation from where she stood. "I wouldn't worry, I've been placed in Slytherin because of my ambition." She ensures the wary group of Gryffindors. "I have no intentions of joining the Slytherin ways,"
"If I may ask, what is your ambition?" Jane asked, trying to be polite with her words.
The strange young witch smiles, placing her finger on her lips. "That my friend is a secret, I've seen what the…pink horror is doing to this lovely school." She looks around the room they were in. "And I hate it, I mean subjugating children to their own views. I mean really, is that the best they can do?" she scoffs at what the incompetent Ministry is doing here.
The sudden change from a respectful personality to a disrespect for the Ministry surprises the young Witches and Wizards. Isolde blinks, seeing the shock expressions on Wizards' faces, "My apologies, I've seemed to let my inner-self out for a moment there," She laughs.
Jane shook her head, seeing an opportunity here with the new girl. "Hey, Isolde how would you like to join our group?"
"Group?" Isolde tilts her head, curious about this group the red-haired girl asked.
"(Jane, what are you doing?)" Jamie asked, surprised that she would offer a snake to join the group they have created together.
Ron agreed with the Fourth year, trusting snakes is the last thing they will do as Gryffindors. "(Jamie's right, how do we know if we can trust her?)" he sneers at the mysterious brunette before them.
Hermione sighs, the boys are letting their traditional views guide them both. She turns to the Slytherin, wanting to ask her something. "Isolde, how do we know that we can trust you? your words of disliking Umbridge and the Ministry isn't enough." She stated.
Isolde nodded, understanding where they stand. "I completely understand, and I swear by Magic that I'm telling the truth." She swore to Magic herself, an oath that no Wizard or Witch can ever break.
"An oath to Magic…" Ron gasps, knowing all about it from his parents.
Jane knew the oath very well; all the Noble Families are well versed about the oath. "Alright, we trust you. You can join the gathering."
Isolde snickers at what Jane called their little club. "I'm sorry, the gathering sounds cool and mysterious but it doesn't have a cool ring to it." The brunette commented on the nameless group.
"What do you have in mind?" Hermione asked the new member of their group.
"How about…The Chaldean Society?" Isolde suggested to the founders. "I heard rumors that someone here works in that place." She reasons with the four.
"Chaldean Society…I feel like we're butchering Ritsuka's organization by taking the name," Jamie spoke out his opinion of the name.
Hermione ponders for a moment of the name; Ron and Jane did too, like the ring to it due to Ritsuka joining them. "I rather like it sounds catchy, wicked, and has a meaning." Ron seconded the name.
"What meaning is that?" Jane asked her friend.
"Ah! I know, hope!" Hermione piqued, "Hope for a bright future since Ritsuka is here to save us!" she smiles.
Isolde smiles, "So, who is this Ritsuka person?" she asked slyly,
Jamie jumps in happy to explain to the new member. "Ritsuka is Harry Potter; our older brother from another dimension!" he explains.
The brunette Slytherin nodded, taking in the information from the young boy. "Oh? That's interesting." She commented, "Do tell me more,"
"Better yet, we have a meeting today with the Society!" Jamie smiles at her.
"Really? Then I'm happy to attend then, maybe learn some…advance Witchcraft." Isolde said eagerly,
Jane steps out of the storage room, going to show the way to the Room of Requirements. "It's this way Isolde, glad to have you."
Isolde followed the red-haired girl, leaving Hermione thinking to herself. 'A sudden transfer student? We should've heard about it from the Headmaster during dinner, and her sudden appearance.' She thought, watching her leave this room. "Something isn't right…"
"Hey Mione, are you coming?" Ron asked, turning to the Bushy-haired girl.
Hermione snaps out of her train of thought, hearing her name being called. "Mmm? Oh, yes, I'm coming." She started to trail over to the Weasley boy.
Ritsuka walks in the hall, Jeanne, Parvati, and Ashyia are by his side. "So this Curse of Madness Ginny is under is incurable until Prelati is defeated?" He asked the curse expert about the situation.
"Indeed, it's similar my Curse of Annihilation can invert a Heroic Spirit into a bloodthirsty being. However, this Curse of Madness can turn a simple desire into a carnal motive to get what the person wants and can't be removed." Ashyia explains after he and Merlin examine Ginny Weasley. "It's either we destroy the person who cast it or kill the bitch."
Jeanne's face scrunched when the Onmyoji suggested killing the victim. "Master, you know killing isn't-"
"I know Jeanne, and we won't when there's another way." Ritsuka ensures the Saint that killing Ginny isn't on his list. As much he hates this version of Ginny, she's still a person.
Parvati relieve, expect her master would choose the path with the fewer lives lost. "Ginny needs to be watched over at all times; no what everyone says."
Ritsuka remains silent; he didn't tell the whole school about Ginny or being held in the dungeon. Only the Order and the Chaldeans know of this information and hidden it away from the prying eyes of the Ministry.
"Lancer, you know very well we cannot let the Wizards know about Ginny Weasley." Jeanne reinforms her allies,
Parvati understood very well why they withhold, but it doesn't seem right to Ginny's friends. "I know," she obliges,
"Don't worry Parvati, once we find Prelati we will save Ginny," Ritsuka said to the Goddess of Fertility.
Ashyia sighs, having a slight hope that his master would choose the other option. "Oh poo, here I was hoping that you'll choose the other option master." The Alter Ego shrugs, letting the false hope go.
Ritsuka chuckles, arriving at the hall of the Room of Requirements. He raises his hands, seeing Filch searching for something at the wall. "Great, it's the crazy cat man." Ashyia groans, taking out a Shikigami from his sleeve. "Shall I dispose of him, master?"
"No, I'll handle it Ashyia. All of you stay here," Ritsuka came out of the corner, walking over to the caretaker.
"Mr. Filch," Ms. Norris jumps, growling softly at the incoming Magus.
Filch turns to face the Magus, he scowls at the mere sight of him. "What are you doing here, Potter? Don't you have somewhere else to be?" he asked, suspicious of what he's doing here.
Ritsuka gave a light smile at the old man, "I was taking a stroll around here, after all a professor needs a break at some point on the job." He informed the old caretaker. "Now, what is it you're looking for? If you don't mind telling?" he tilts his head innocently, charming his way to him.
The Squib cleared his throat before he spoke, "W-Well, the Inquisitorial has brought something to Madame Umbridge's attention about some rumors of a secret gathering of students." Filch informs the Magus, given into his charms. "I-If you see anything out of sort, inform me right away professor." He looks away, walking to the other end of the hallway.
"Oh, I will, Mr. Filch." Ritsuka smiles, taking a pink gem out of his pocket with a persuasion rune on it. "(Thank you, Lucifer)" He threw it in the air before catching it.
The others join him after the Squib was far enough to reveal themselves. "It seems some snakes are determined to get the children in trouble." Ashyia taps his chin, "Of course, I've been keeping my eye on them."
"Leading them astray, Ashiya?" Jeanne asked the Alter Ego, knowing his deeds when she sees one.
"My Saint of the Flag, you know me too well." Ashyia dramatically gasps. "But in all seriousness, I made sure to spread the rumors that the Room is on the Fifth Floor and not here." He said truthfully.
Parvati knows when someone is lying, Ayisha is not. "Well, it seems someone else pushes them to this area. We need to be cautious before we get caught."
"Agreed, but for now let's go in." Ritsuka turns around to the doorway to the mysterious room.
The four Chaldeans enter the Room of Requirements, they heard Waver talking in the background. "And that is why you must always a backup strategy when a plan goes wrong." Waver finished with his lecture to the Society. "Any questions on what I just said now?"
"Yes, um so what happens if you are in a fight and your first strategy fails?" Hermione asked, writing down everything the Pseudo-Servant said.
Waver thought for a moment, already experience this situation a few times. "For me, I always have a contingency plan. However you all aren't me, so the best option for you is to see what you're up against and make a quick escape and make another strategy." The Caster explains to the small group.
A Ravenclaw nodded, understanding what to do. "I think I understand now." He commented.
"Seems simple enough." A Hufflepuff male added to the previous comment.
Ritsuka looks over to the right, seeing Li Shuwen training a few students in hand-to-hand combat. A loud thud echoed in the room, he looks seeing Colin on the floor with the Captain of Chaldea's platoons over him. "Very good reflexes; however you need to be faster." He looks at the students who are watching their sparring match.
"As you can see, the enemy will take the advantage of a slow-moving target." The old Assassin explains to the young adults. "Each one of you has the potential to be fast if you can't use what you know to your advantage."
Everyone nodded; beginning to spar and took the mini-lesson from Li Shuwen to heart.
"Damnit, I never going to get this!" Neville exclaims, causing Ritsuka to turn to where he was. He saw the Longbottom heir, gripping his hair missing the target before him.
Jane patted her friend on the back, comforting him. "Hey, Neville not everyone is good. You just need time to practice."
"Jane's right, just practices your flicks and everything should go your way." Flat added to Jane's advice.
Ritsuka blinks seeing a new girl walking next to Neville. That girl looks so familiar but can't get a read on her. "Strange, I feel like I've seen her before." He commented, examining her features.
"How so?" Ashyia asked, not sensing any Magical Energy from this human girl.
"I'm not sure,"
Isolde smiles at the struggling boy, raising her unique styled wand. A golden wand with a red heart at the end. "Here, when casting the Disarming Charm just flick your wrist." The brunette flicks her wrist at the target and shouted. "Expelliarmus!"
The wand on the Death Eater's metal hand flew off, leaving it defenseless. Isolde looks at Neville, still unsure if he could do that. "There, now that you saw it you can…"
"I don't think I can," Neville said, having no confidence in himself to do a simple task like that.
"Neville, wait!" Jane reaches out, seeing her friend walking away.
Neville was about to leave the room when Ritsuka stood in the way. "And where do you think you're going, Neville?" Ritsuka asked the young man.
The young Gryffindor looks back at the Society training, obviously advancing in their work. "Everyone is better than me, they don't need me. I'm just a nobody with no fame whatsoever."
"No one is born into fame," Jeanne said to the young man. "Some people may gain fame from birth, but others earn their fame by following their hearts." The Saint advises the Gryffindor.
Neville looked confused by what she's saying. "What?"
Ritsuka, right there and now has an idea. He looks at everyone, whistling to gain their attention. "If everyone could stop working for a moment, I have something to say."
Everyone stops what they were doing prior, heading over to the Magus. "So what's this about, Ritsuka?" Jamie asked.
"Yeah, we were training and you interrupted us," Dean added.
"Yes, yes, I know you were training. However, let me ask this." Ritsuka looks around the gathered crowd of students before him. "Who here is not confident that they can't do the things that my Servants and the others are teaching?" He asked the Society.
Jane steps up, curious about what he's going on. "What are you saying Ritsuka?" She asked, having a bad feeling about this.
Flat slightly pat her shoulders, being around master for almost a year; he knows when he sees his master's good intentions. "I wouldn't worry about it, Jane." He ensures her.
Ritsuka looks around, seeing a few hands raise. "I see, then I think a little lesson will help relieve some doubt."
"How could a history lesson relieve doubt?" Seamus asked the professor. "The lessons you have are about famous people who are either Gods or born as royals!" he stated.
Ritsuka smirks, "Then you must've heard of the Saint of the Flag."
"Saint of the what?" Padma asked the Magus, not hearing about the so-called saint.
Hermione thought for a moment about the name. "Are we going to"
"Let me tell you the tale of the Saint, Jeanne D'Arc, the Madian of Orleans." Ritsuka smiles, hearing the excited squeal of one peculiar.
Everyone sat down on the matted floor, ready to hear the tale of the Saint. "So let me ask you all something, do you think people are born with power?" Ritsuka asked the group, most shook their head yes while others didn't.
Ritsuka smirks, "During a part of an unchanging war, known as the Hundred Years War between France and England. A famer Jacques D'Arc and his wife Isabelle Romée parent a young peasant girl; Jeanne D'Arc." He explains.
"At this time, France was in turmoil with civil war between Nobles after the death of Charles VI. The Burgundian faction allied themselves with England against their French Loyalist." Ritsuka informs the children. "With both England and Burgundians as allies, the northern part of France fell into their hands. Jeanne being raised as a normal girl living a blissful life, praying to God, and playing in the fields."
"Wait, so I thought this was about a Saint. Not some little girl-"
"SHHH!" Lavender shushed the Hufflepuff, wanting to hear more. "We're trying to listen."
Hermione looks at Ritsuka, motioning him to continue. "As I was saying, at the age of thirteen; Jeanne receives a revelation from God, hearing his lamentations that the world has become a living bloody stain hell, a place where humans can't live a peaceful life."
Everyone gasps, hearing how a Divine being would describe the world then. "Rather a command, Jeanne believes that this was a cry for help. A cry for her to save the world from a bloody fate." Ritsuka continues. "After contemplating, the young girl decided to act on the revelation and save France from the invaders. To do this Jeanne needs to restore her nation's city of Reims; the coronation city where the future King of France will be crowned."
"So she left her life and decided to go to war?" Ron asked, not getting Jeanne's train of thought. "Does she know what's going on on the battlefield?"
Jeanne slightly chuckles at the curious boy's words. "Yes, she does; Jeanne knows the risk of going to war. Not just on the blood-stained battlefield; but against the Church's guidelines expected of a woman." Ritsuka smiles, hearing some dissatisfaction about the Church within the group.
"Jeanne accepts the risks in her Lord's name; thus she disguises herself as a man a demands an escort to the French Army commander at the time," Ritsuka explains furthers. "They turned her away, laugh upon however this did not waver her to give up. She walks out of the room, declaring that the Lord willed her presence and was still denied."
A Hufflepuff raises her hand, wondering something. "And she still keeps going after many humiliations from the army?"
A female Ravenclaw smiles, liking her already. "Wow, what a strong independent woman." She commented. "But how did she win their favor?"
Jeanne blushed, still embarrassed at how many people looked up to her. "Well, with her declarations she manages to gain a small following of the commander's soldiers. This, after many convincing, has convinced the commander to see her." Ritsuka added.
"Jeanne, now facing the commander has revealed that a battle was lost; a messenger has come in delivering the same news," Ritsuka informed the students. "Impressed, the commander agrees to let Jeanne be taken to the frontlines." He saw many faces, excited that the commander allows Jeanne to the battle.
"What happens next, Ritsuka?" Jamie asked, intrigued by the Lore of the Saint.
Ritsuka cleared his throat before continuing. "Jeanne was given a sword; known as the Sword of Saint Catherine. However she never used the sword, instead, she chooses to wield a banner embroidered with crosses and the Fleur de Lis. A banner is known as the Luminosité Eternelle."
"She wields that banner into battle, inspiring the soldiers of Orleans to continue their battle. She declared that this was the will of God, fighting for the right of their homeland." Ritsuka smiles before continuing. "At first, the senior commanders doubt her potential however her consecutive victories quickly persuade them."
"She's so wicked. Fighting a battle where men are the ones fighting." Padma said, inspired how Jeanne took arms to war. "She sounds the coolest person ever!"
"I know, right!" Hermione giggles in joy.
Ritsuka smiles before continuing. "To even further their respects, she saved a Duke's life from a cannon fire which boosted her status. At the frontlines, she fought alongside a trusted ally. A Nobleman I know most of you knows; Gilles de Rais." The single name instantly receives gasps from the olden families.
"The Muggle who was taught by the Dark Wizard Prelati!?" Neville gasps, knowing the story from his gran. "They say he raped, murdered, and even perform dark rituals on little boys!" That was enough to make conversations about the fallen Knight.
"How could someone like that became a Saint's most trusted ally?" A Ravenclaw asked, knowing all too well about the two.
"Yes, Gilles de Rais may have commented atrocities with teachings from Prelati; but this was before he untimely fall," Ritsuka explains to the group, seeing Jeanne looking at the side. "Now, with him being a Noble and Jeanne being a peasant; her devotion and prayer are more than enough to earn his loyalties and admiration."
"With many battles, each leading with the honor they slowly regain the lost territories leading to Reims. Before long, Charles the VII was crowned King of France; however, having a newfound king doesn't mean they've won the war." The Magus continues.
Many look at each other before hearing Ritsuka continues. "Jeanne, with a stronger army and assets urges Charles to proceed to take back Paris however he signed a truce with the Burgundians allowing them to fortify the city."
"Wait, wait, you're telling us that the King made a truce with the enemy and didn't support Jeanne?" A Ravenclaw asked, trying to piece it together. "How does that work in their favor?" The Society agrees with the boy, wondering the same thing.
"Yes, this may hurt Jeanne's forces to retake Paris but it didn't change her decision," Ritsuka explains further. "She and Gilles fought their hardest against England's forces; this proves too much forcing her to retreat."
Everyone's faces frowned hearing that the Saint was failing to do her part in the war. "This leads on for many battles, eventually she was captured; taken to England by the Burgundians where she was tried as a witch sentenced to burn at the stake."
The Society gasps that the Church would do such a thing to a Muggle no less. "B-But why?"
"Jeanne has been proven as a threat to the English forces thus eliminating her is the best option." Waver steps in, letting his master continue.
Ritsuka saw the shocked and sadden faces of the Ruler Servant. "Many attempts were made to rescue Jeanne, even Charles threatens England not to harm the Saint. However, they were ignored thus leading to her trial. During her trial, many questions were asked; out of many ones was a trap. If she answered yes the clergymen will be anger and branded as blasphemy for God spoke to her and if she answered no shall lead her as a heretic."
Every Wizard knows how the Church views Witches and Wizards. To hear them turning against their own kind only proves their point of being afraid of them. "O-Oh Merlin,"
"What did she answered?"
"Yeah, what's her response?"
Ritsuka sighs, looking at Jeanne for approval which she gave. "She answered, 'If I'm in a state of grace, may God keep me there.' Jeanne may defend herself valiantly against her charges; however, the Church found her guilty." Many faces of disappointment and dread came across many faces.
"January Nineth, Fourteen Thirty-one; at the age of nineteen, Jeanne was guided by Holy Church Inquisitors on the streets of England. Rocks were thrown at her, people claiming to be a witch, a deifier, and many more."
"She notices she didn't have a cross with her, thus asking the people to hand her one," Ritsuka explains further on. "A revenant Englishman offers her own, before long she was engulfed by flames as she continues to pray. She looks at the sky saying 'O Lord, I give myself to you with her last words. Later in life, the Church finally accepts her as a Saint known for many titles like the Saint of the Flag." He looks at the many faces of disappointment and sadness of the tale.
Neville looks at the Magus, not getting what this history lesson means. "What's the meaning behind this lore, Professor?" he asked him.
Ritsuka looks at those who have little confidence in themselves. "The meaning behind Jeanne's story has many lessons to it, in your case…anyone can become something. They need to believe in themselves and work hard for it."
Everyone listens to the Magus's words, hearing he has confidence in them to succeed. "Jeanne was a peasant girl before she went on her mission to save France. Her convictions may be different from yours but it's still the same either way."
"She wanted to save her home from invaders, and you all wanted to protect yourselves from threats in the future. In my eyes, that's the same convictions." Ritsuka stated, seeing many faces lighten up with confidence with his words. "So don't be down to yourselves and continue working as it is. In no time you'll be a pro with those spells you're all working on."
The Society nodded, feeling inspired by the words of the Chaldean master. They all smile, wanting to make him proud. "OKAY!" they responded.
Jeanne walks over to her master, happy to see him helping the children out. "You did good, master. I'm happy that you're helping out the children on how to defend themselves." The Saint smiles.
"I'm just merely giving a push in the right direction Ruler." Ritsuka looks at the Saint of Orleans, "If anything, they should be the ones you should be congratulating. They are the ones who are working hard here." He shifts his eyes at everyone, resuming their task before.
Neville was with Jane, teaching him how to flick his wrist when casting the spell. "Professor, may I have word with you?" Ritsuka turns around, seeing the new Slytherin girl behind her.
"O-Oh, yes, what is it you need-"
"Isolde Lize; I have to say your lesson just so inspirational." The brunette smiles slyly at the master. "It inspires me to do the same,"
"Thank you, Isolde." Ritsuka watched her, walking around him before skipping forward. "Um…" She stops and looks at him in the eyes.
Isolde smiles once more at the Magus, "Well, it's so nice to meet you. Professor, I really hope we get to meet more in the future." She smiles before joining the others in the target practice area.
"Now that was strange," Parvati commented, watching the strange girl.
Ashiya looked at the strange Slytherin girl, her aura is so familiar and yet hard to decipher. "Yes, I feel like we've met before…" he commented.
"In any case, let's keep an eye on her," Ritsuka suggested to his Servants.
In the dungeon Ginny was sitting in her cell, looking at Merlin sighing. "Well, that's all I can do for now." The Magus of Flowers shrugs.
"Fou, Fou!" Fou looks at his former master, seeing that nothing more she could do to help Ginny.
"Hey, at least I did something that could save her from the Curse of Madness." Merlin gave an expression to her former familiar. "You just sat there watching me performing a spell."
"Fou, Fou!" Fou barks, saying that he did all the work.
Merlin was taken aback at the Beast's claims. "What do you mean 'you did the work'!? I'm the one who did everything!"
"Fou, Kyu," Fou stared at the Grand Caster blankly, "Fou, Fou,"
"Fine, I admit; without you're quote quote Mana. I wouldn't be able to know what curse Ginny has." Merlin rolled her eyes, hearing the Beast chirp with pleasure. "I swear, you are difficult to deal with. I still don't get how Fujimaru and Mashu were able to get along with you well." She opens the door, leaving a still Ginny alone in the room.
Ginny's hand flinch at the mere mention of the bitch. "T-That bitch, she's the one who…I'll have my revenge on her." She grips her covers tightly, plotting how to enact her revenge on Mashu.
"I'll kill her myself!" She screams in madness, not noticing a black vine growing in the corner of the cell.
"Ginny, Ginny, Ginny, you are thinking brashly." A voice said to the crazed girl.
Ginny looks around, hearing the voice of a woman around her cell. "W-Who said that!?"
A blue flower bloomed where the vine grew; Ginny noticed the plant, slowly walking to it. "Greetings Ginny, my name Avenger of the Gallows. I'm here to help you to get your life straight as it should be." The flower spoke, giving false hope to the easily convinced girl.
"DEAL!" Ginny quickly replied, her curse removing all common sense.
Avenger smiles, "Then all you need to do is…"
AN: So I need a little help with the next story's Servants. In short, it's a Holy Grail War like Apocrypha. I can't reveal too much due to spoilers; I have an idea for a Saber, Archer, Berserker, Rider, Caster, Ruler, Avenger, and Alter Ego. I need a Lancer and an Assassin. (Just a heads up, Perseus will be later in the future.) If you have any ideas, please leave them in the comment or review. Thank you.