To Conquer Fear

"This is frustrating!"

Those words were spoken by Hestia, the Goddess of Hearth, as she slammed her glass into the table. Sitting with her, on the other side of the table, was Miach, the Patron of Herbalism. He simply enjoyed his drink with calmness in his heart.

"So, is there something wrong, Hestia?" He asked his old friend.

"It's Bell!" She shouted back.

Ah, Bell.

Bell Cranel, the first "child" of Hestia and – despite she already had three other "children" – also quite recent. From the conversation that he had with her, she was – without a doubt – infatuated with him, which was no small feat for Hestia was one of the Three Virgin Goddesses of Olympus.

From the times when Miach talked with him, it was likely his kindness and innocence.

"I find it difficult to imagine that he would cause trouble to you, Hestia." He replied calmly. "His kindness knows little bound if what you said about him and the supporter is true."

"He didn't do it intentionally." She replied, emphasizing the last word.

Miach didn't reply, knowing that Hestia was merely pausing before continuing. He instead chose to poured another glass of brandy.

"Do you know how many girls take a fancy in him?!" The Goddess restarted the talk. "When I worked in one of Hephaistos' shop, I found him having a date with the guild advisor. Then there are the maids of the pub, especially the one with silver hair!"

"Well, I guess it will be hard to have someone popular." He said before laughing a bit. "Not that I have any experience of it, so don't count on me."

Back in the Blue Pharmacy, Naaza – who was busy experimenting – suddenly sneezed, contaminating the potion.

"And then there's Ais Wallenwhatsit! He's so in love with her that it gets printed on his falna!"

"Huh?" The god stopped drinking, not expecting to hear it.

"But worst of all, it's none other than Okita and Charlotte!"

"Ah, I suppose if your own 'children' are your…"

"No, no, no! It's worse than that; they're not in love with him!"

"Um…pardon? I thought the problem is…"

"Well, they care about him like a family. They look at him as if he's their little brother. With Bell, it's hard not to see him that way." Hestia explained. "However…do you know how hard it is seeing how close they are?! Bell looks up to them but it doesn't stop him from interacting normally with them! Heck, he frequently argued with Okita! Yet for me, he always calls me 'Goddess!' Not even 'Lady Hestia' at the very least!"

At this point, Miach didn't know what he should say.

"Damn it! Damn it! This is wrong! Just wrong! I am not like Zeus who ruins someone's life just because they look at him wrong!" The Goddess of the Hearth slammed the table with her hands. "What kind of Goddess am I, hating her 'children' for doing nothing?!"

That could explain it. While Hestia admittedly can be difficult, she was – without a doubt - one of the nicest gods in Tenkai. Thus, the fact that she hated people who were innocent in all aspects wouldn't sit well for her.

"AAAAAHH!" She grabbed the bottle and drank from it directly.

He couldn't help but sigh. It looks like he was going to being her home again.


"Ouch…"

Charlotte sighed as she put a warm wet towel over her Goddess' forehead. The latter was weakly lying on the bed with a hot coffee on the small table beside it. After making sure that she was alright, the Servant walked towards the door and exited the room.

"She will be fine." She informed other members of the Familia. "Just having too much drink."

"Goddess…" Bell sighed.

"So, you're going to her workplace?" Okita asked.

"Yep. If I can replace Lady Hestia, I will do so."

"I see." The Captain nodded. "Well then, let us go. Today will be a busy one."

The others agreed with her and together, they exited the church.


The events for the last several weeks had become a routine for the Hestia Familia.

In the morning, Bell would train with Okita before leaving for the Dungeon along with Charlotte and Lily. Sometimes, the Captain of the Familia decided to take the Pallum for training as well, much to her chagrin.

There were some deviations from the schedule at some points. There were times when Saber decided to take quests involving bandits. Then there were times when Assassin decided to take a break and spent her day reading book after book.

Bell had no problem with it. Especially since it was much better than her sneaking a quick read in the middle of a battle! And yes, she had done that. Why else would he think about that?

Oh, there were also times when he saw Ais observing his training. But he tried not to think too much about it.

Anyway, there had been several attempts by Bell and Lily to push towards the 11th floor. To see whether they were ready or not, the Servants remained at the entrance while the two of them entered the floor. At first, they proceed quite well. But then, the floor finally showed its danger. In the end, they had to retreat.

While they would be able to pass with the Servants, Bell knew the danger of relying too much on them. Especially since he was their Master; if he fell, that was the end for them, no matter how powerful they were.

With that in mind, Lily suggested that they should try again after he Level Up.

Currently, only Bell and Lily went towards the Dungeon. The two Servants had their plan, with the Samurai taking another quest to hunt down bandits.

"You know, Lily just realize something." The Pallum said as they headed towards their destination. "This is the first time we go in without any of the Servant, right?"

"Um, now that you mention it…" He put his hand on his chin.

That was true. After he summoned Okita and Charlotte, he always went down the Dungeon along with them. He didn't think much about it since it was normal for people of the same Familia to make a party together. Heck, it would be stranger if he didn't do that.

On the other hand, both of them were not mortals. They were the spirits of long-dead heroes. He still remembered how easily Saber cut down the monsters that chased him and that was before she gained any falna.

To put it simply, with the two of them around, it would be hard to deduce how strong exactly Bell had become.

"Well, considering that…" He muttered. "We should take it slowly then. If things become hard, then we go back."

"Lily agrees with the idea." She replied. "Also, thanks to Captain's…'training,' Lily should be able to stand on her own, if still weaker than Bell."

The white-haired boy couldn't help but laugh. It was obvious that the Supporter was still bitter about being forced to take up arms. Then again, they could agree that it was – in the end – beneficial.

"Alright then, Lily! Let's do our best!"

"Yosh!"


"Demon! It's a demon! Run for your…!"

"Oh, gods! Oh, gods! Oh, gods…!"

"P-Please! Have mer…!"

She didn't bother to listen to even the first word. She decapitated the head of the begging bandit and continued on her onslaught. Using the favorite tactic of the Demonic Vice-Chief of the Shinsengumi proved to be the right choice. The sheer intensity of her attack, along with seeing their fellow bandits being slaughtered, broke their spirit, causing a rout as every man tried to save themselves.

It simply made her job easier.

As she chased after them, Okita noticed that some of them spent the time to grab a hard object instead of putting more distance. Despite being bandits, she had to admit their ingenuity. Katana, the weapon that she used, was known for being brittle and not exactly well-suited for slashing something hard.

Quite unfortunate for them that her katana was not an ordinary one.

"An advantage of being a Servant, I suppose." She thought as she slashed through a steel rod and then the head of the wielder.

One by one, the bandits in the camp were diminishing. All because they lost their lives. Right after killing one, Okita noticed that one of the bandits looked different compared to the rest. The top knot hairstyle, Japanese-style of clothing, a katana and wakizashi on his hip…

"Ronin!"

If there was one thing that the Shinsengumi hated more than the so-called Imperialists, the supporters and followers of the Tozama daimyo, was none other than the Ronin; samurai who abandoned their duty and honor to seek their selfish goal.

Not all Ronin was like that. After all, the tale of the 47 Ronin was quite popular; they uphold the values of loyalty, sacrifice, persistence, and honor. She remembered watching the play along with Hijikata, Kondō, Saitō, and others, back when her body was still healthy.

Back to the Imperialists, despite their actions being against the Shogunate, one could still respect their loyalty to their masters, which was what all samurai should strive for. The ronin that she currently saw, however, certainly didn't have any.

Okita immediately dashed towards him. Once she was close enough, she sliced his left foot, causing him to fall. She quickly checked his wound; it was deep enough that he would have problem standing. Satisfied, she focused her attention on the remaining bandits.


When she returned to where she left the ronin, she saw him crawling away from his original spot. Clicking her tongue, Okita walked towards him and then forced him to sit.

"Stand up!" She exclaimed.

Once she did that, the Samurai took two steps back, unsheathing her katana.

"I am sure I don't need to tell you what will happen next." She told him. "Show me if you still have a speck of honor!"

The Ronin turned his head and glared at her. She replied with her glare. For several minutes, both sides intensely intimidate each other. In the end, he let out a sigh, opening the upper part of his clothes to expose his belly.

"So be it," Okita stated as she raised her sword above his neck.

The Ronin took out his wakizashi. For a while, he tried to control his breath, intending on calming himself down as he faced imminent death. He tightened his grip on his weapon.

The sword stabbed the abdomen.

The sword fell on the neck.


"Eh, where's Hestia?"

When Takemikazuchi took a break from his work, he decided to visit his old friend. Once he was at where her stand was, however, the god was instead greeted by the sight of a brown-haired woman.

"Ah, Lord Takemikazuchi!" She noticed him before giving a bow. "Welcome to his humble stand. How can I help you?"

"Ah, it's nothing!" He replied, caught unguard by her greeting. "Just wondering if you know where Hestia is?"

"Lady Hestia is, unfortunately, not feeling well enough to go to work. I decided to replace upon informing her superior of her condition."

"I see." He then tried to remember which one of her "children" that was in front of him. "You're Charlotte Corday, correct?"

Last time they spoke, the Goddess of the Hearth told him of her four "children;" Bell Cranel, the boy that looked like Al-Miraj with his red eyes and white hair. Okita Souji, the Samurai from the Far East with her pink hair. Lily the Pallum. Charlotte Corday, the young lady with brown hair and floating little ball.

While brown hair was quite common, it was the little ball of light flying around her that indicated the woman was indeed Charlotte.

"That's correct, Lord Takemikazuchi." She replied. "Do you want to say something to Lady Hestia? I can deliver your message to her."

"No, no, nothing like that." He waved his hand. "Just wanting to spend some time with her."

"I see." She nodded her head. "Speaking of which, are you interested in buying some Jagamarukun?"

"…you do know that I work in another stand like this, right?"

"Well, the owner told me to offer the product to anyone I talk with."

Both of them giggled.


In the Dungeon, things were going well for Bell and Lily. The monsters have proven to be no match for the skill of the pair. Even the Pallum managed to acquire several kills under her belt. After putting the magic stones and drop items into her bag, they continued their descent into the lower floor.

"From what happened earlier, Lily could tell that she and Bell are more than prepared to go to the lower floor." She commented. "Lily just wished this doesn't mean she has to say thank to Captain."

"You're still mad at her, huh?" He said while awkwardly laughing.

"Lily admits that she went off quite easily despite her deeds." The Pallum sighed. "But, come on. Lily's just a supporter. She should have makes Lily does overwork rather than sending her to the front."

"Well, in the bigger Familia, most newbies start from being supporters," Bell explained. "I think Okita simply wants you to be a proper adventurer so that you can protect yourself and not being exploited like in the past."

"It will be a cold day in hell before Lily does that! Even if Lily manages to become as strong as Finn the Braver of Loki Familia, Lily will always remain a supporter!"

The boy couldn't help but sweat-drop at the declaration. It seemed that – even with her view on the profession improved – she still disliked the adventurers.

As they continued their journey, he couldn't help but feel that something wasn't right. He put his hand on his chin, thinking about the reason. Despite how calm it was, he didn't manage to…

"Wait, that's it!" His eyes widened. "Lily, have we encountered any adventurer or monster so far?"

"Eh?" She was confused at first before realizing what Bell meant. "N-Now that you mention it, we haven't even seen any sign of the monster."

Slowly, fear encroached their hearts. They began to look around, hoping that there was a monster on this floor and that they simply just didn't look further enough.

They didn't see any.

"B-B-Bell…" The Pallum trembled. "W-We should go back. To the surface."

"Y-Yeah, let's…"

And then, they saw it.

It approached them, roaring as it did so. Holding a great sword in its hand as if it was a mere knife, it menacingly took one step after another, slowly becoming closer and closer to the pair. Each step that it took caused the ground to vibrate.

"M-M-Minotaur?! Here?!" Lily exclaimed. "Bell, quick! We have to – Bell, Bell! Can you hear me?!"

He did not. His mind had left reality and went back to the event almost a month ago. The time when he was still green, still wet behind his ears. The incident when he almost lost his life, the one that changed his entire reason for adventuring into the Dungeon.

Suddenly, without any warning, he felt himself being pushed away, followed by dust and debris flying around. It was enough for his mind to return. When he looked down, his eyes widened in shock; lying on the ground, blood running down from the forehead, bag destroyed and its content scattered everywhere, was none other than Lily.

He didn't even have time to scream as the Minotaur raised his sword, intending on smashing them into pieces. Acting quickly, Bell grabbed her and tossed her away to the sideline. He jumped in the opposite direction before raising his hand, intending on distracting the monster.

"FIREBOLT!"

From his hand, a red bolt surged forward, hitting right on the target. The Minotaur, however, was not even bothered by the fire, simply charging towards the adventurer as he kept firing bolt after bolt. In the end, it was for nothing; the Minotaur punched him across the room, right into the wall, shattering his armor to pieces.

By some miracle, he managed to remain on his feet. Wasting no time at all, He once again cast Firebolt towards the Minotaur. At the same time, now knowing how tough the monster was, he ran all over the place so that it couldn't pin him down again.

"I can't let it see Lily!" He thought. "I-If that h-happens, then…!"

As he kept moving from one spot to another, firing his spell at the Minotaur, Bell noticed something gleaming on the ground. He fired a bolt, hitting right at its face. With the monster being disoriented, the boy used the opportunity to grab the object.

It was a short sword; Lily's, to be exact. It must be the replacement for the one that he broke back when she was still with the Soma Familia and trying to betray him. It was a bit longer than the Hestia Knife that he was used to, but it was nonetheless perfect for the job.

"How…?" He thought as the Minotaur recovered. "How…how could I win…?"


She had only taken several steps away after receiving her reward when a distress signal arrived in her mind.

"Bell!"

Quickly tying the pouch into her waist, Okita immediately dashed towards the Dungeon. The Ganesha Familia who saw her could only stare in confusion at her action.


They were in the middle of a conversation when she suddenly stopped talking. Her head immediately turned towards the direction where the Dungeon was.

"Ah, Lord Takemikazuchi…" Charlotte said. "P-Please watch over my stand, OK?"

Without waiting for the answer, she dashed towards the location of where her Master currently was.

"Eh?" The god blinked before realizing what he had just been asked to. "EH?!"


The moment that she heard that a Minotaur attacked a white-haired boy, Ais immediately ran towards the location of the fight. If the boy was indeed none other than Bell Cranel, then there was no chance of him surviving.

She wouldn't let him die. She had saved him once. She had questions that she wanted to ask. And most of all, seeing him, she couldn't help but remember…

"…M-Miss…Adventurer…please…"

She immediately turned her head towards the voice, finding a wounded Pallum approaching her, supporting herself by the wall. Ais ran to her, just in time to catch her from falling.

"Please…help…Bell…"

"Bell?!" She then asked her. "Where is he?"

"He's…he's at…"

She was about to point in the direction of the boy when her hand suddenly froze. Confused, she looked at the direction that was about to be pointed and realized the reason.

Standing in front of them, blocking the path, was none other than Ottar, the only Level 7 in Orario.


"Is everything…" Bell thought, his breath out of control. "Is everything…in the end…for nothing…?"

While he managed to wound the Minotaur, it was – in the end – superficial. He, on the other hand, was slowly getting weaker. Both of them knew it. As if enjoying every single last moment of his fear, the monster slowly walked towards him, hand gripping tightly at the sword.

Bell gritted his teeth, raising his sword, prepared for the showdown between them…

…when the left shoulder of the Minotaur was suddenly slashed. As it roared in pain, a figure landed in front of the white-haired boy.

"It seems that I am not late." She stated. "Good."

He immediately recognized the person in front of him; none other than Okita Souji herself. She turned her head towards him, making sure that the monster was still within her sight. The Samurai gave her a small smile.

"Worry not, Master." She declared as she spun her bloodied katana. "I'll handle this."

He calmed down after hearing it, knowing that he would survive this ordeal. However, as Saber prepared to face the mighty creature, her image was replaced by that of Ais before returning. It surprised him, causing his eyes to widen.

It was at that moment that he knew he didn't want this.

"It's just like back then." He thought as he gritted his teeth. "Once again, rather than doing something myself, I let myself being helped."

"Is this what I truly want? To always remain weak? To always needing a hand?"

"I want to become stronger. If I don't reach for a new height now, when will I?"

"Okita!"


When Ais arrived at the room where Bell was, she saw Okita already there. Yet, she simply stood by, her left hand resting on the tip of the handle of her katana, watching the boy fighting the Minotaur on his own. Soon, other adventurers of Loki Familia arrived as well, along with Lily.

"Captain?" The Supporter spoke up. "What are you doing? Hurry up and help Bell!"

"Unfortunately, this is something that he has to do himself." The Captain of Hestia Familia replied calmly.

"Himself, huh?" Many turned their heads and saw Charlotte finally arriving. "'Adventurer must not go on an adventurer.' I am pretty sure Miss Eina told him that many times."

"It's more than that." Her fellow Servant replied. "I can save him and he will live. But he will not live."

"FIREBOLT!"

As they were talking, Bell – regaining his spirit and strength – came towards the Minotaur with his entire might. He fired several bolts, causing the monster to be engulfed in smoke. It swung its sword blindly, but the boy managed to avoid the attack. He used the opening to went towards the right tight and slashed it, causing the Minotaur to lose its balance.

Not giving it a chance to recover, Bell went back to slammed the sword at the exposed wrist of the monster. With a twist, it roared, no longer able to hold its sword. With its freehand, it tried to punch him, but the boy was quick enough to jump back, along with firing a single bolt.

Realizing that Lily's sword was now stuck in its wrist, Bell finally drew out the Hestia Knife from its sheath. The Minotaur roared as it charged towards the adventure. Using his spell, he blocked the view of the monster by firing several bolts that hit it dead on. Once it was close, he went under the arm of the monster that tried to punch him, slamming his knife into its side, and sliced the flesh until it came out from the back.

It roared in pain, falling to its knees. With the monster distracted, his eyes went to the sword that the Minotaur used earlier. Throwing the knife into his off-hand, Bell grabbed the massive blade. With his entire strength, he slammed it into the back of his opponent, roaring as he did it.

Not used with the weight of the weapon, it took time for him to recover; time that was used by the Minotaur stood up and turned around. The two sides roared at each other before rushing in. In the last second, Bell brought down the sword into its horn, causing it to lose its balance but also shattering the blade. Throwing the handle away before returning the Hestia Knife to his dominant hand, the boy plunged the knife deep into the monster with whatever left of his strength.

"Firebolt!"

Knowing that it was now or never, Bell used the only thing left that he had; the Mind that allowed him to use his magic.

"Firebolt! Firebolt!"

Repeatedly, he fired bolt after bolt to the inside of the monster. No matter how tough its skin was, its inside was as weak as any other creature.

"Firebolt, firebolt, firebolt! FIREBOLT!"

In the end, the monster was finally defeated, its body exploding into fire and white ash. Bell, who was standing right next to the explosion, remained relatively unharmed, though the entire upper part of his clothes was now gone, exposing the entirety of his falna for the world to see, except for the magic and skill slots. He remained on his feet, silent without making any movement.

"Mind Down…" Riveria commented.

"On his feet, huh?" Okita commented before shaking her head. "Good thing you don't follow the entirety of Benkei."

"Bell…Bell!" Lily exclaimed, running towards the boy.

The Samurai soon followed her, taking out her haori on the way. With it, she covered his half-naked body before carrying him bridal style.

"You have done well, Master." Saber whispered.

"Thank you, for wanting to help him," Charlotte said as she bowed to the Loki Familia. "I have heard of your expedition and know that you're diverting away from your destination."

"Ah, no need to mention it," Finn replied with a smile. "We don't do anything."

"In the end, it's the intention that matters." She said back. "Now, if you excuse us, we will make our return."

"Please let us accompanied you." The blond stated. "It's the least we can do, as fellow adventurers."

"Once again, you have my thanks." The brunette turned her head. "Lily?"

The Pallum looked at her as Assassin approached her. The latter knelt, showing her back to the former. Knowing the intention of the gesture, Lily walked towards her, letting herself being carried by the Servant.

Loki Familia watched as the Hestia Familia gone, accompanied by Tiona.

"Hey," Bete suddenly spoke up. "You saw them, right, Riveria? His status?"

The elf remained silent, merely looking at the werewolf.

"Come on, it's not fair if you're the only one who knows!" He shouted. "You remember it too, right? Back when the boy was nothing but a crybaby? Now, he manages to defeat a Minotaur on his own! Shit, it won't surprise me if he Levels Up due to it!"

For a moment, she remained silent. In the end, she sighed and decided to speak about it.

"S."

"Huh?"

"His abilities…there's nothing but S."

Ais, Bete, Finn, and Tione stared at her incredulously. The High Elf merely chuckled. It was technically the truth; only his Strength, Defense, and Dexterity that were S-rank. His Magic and Agility, on the other hand?

SS-rank.

"To think such an interesting thing exists in this world…" She commented under her breath. "It is not the wrong choice to see the world, after all."


"Jeez, seriously, Bell! What the hell are you thinking, fighting a Minotaur on your own?!"

"Ahahaha… I have no excuse, Goddess."

As Hestia was about to update Bell's status, the three other members of the Familia merely sat in the sideline. The Captain was pouring herself a drink. Curious, Charlotte looked at the bottle and – when Okita put it down – checked it.

"Rum?" She commented upon reading the label.

"I am in the mood for a drink, so I decided to buy one. They don't have sake though, so they recommended this for me." Saber explained as she drank the rum. "I admit, Western alcohol is not bad at all. Want some?"

"Of course." Assassin stood up, getting her cup from the kitchen.

"What about you, Lily?"

"Lily doesn't want it." The Pallum answered as she rubbed her bandaged forehead. "She doesn't want any headache."

"Suit yourself then."

"AH!"

The three of them turned their heads to the goddess who suddenly screamed. Bell, who was lying below her, turned his head to her direction as well.

"I-Is there something wrong, Goddess?" He hesitantly asked.

"N-Nothing! Just…" Hestia took a deep breath before relaxing. "…Level Up."

"Eh? At first, he was confused. Then, he realized what she meant. "EEEHH?!"

"Congratulations, Bell!" Lily exclaimed excitedly. "It should not come as a surprise since you kill a Minotaur on your own, now that Lily considers it."

"Level Up, huh?" Okita spoke up. "What does that mean?"

"Well, to put it simple…" The Goddess put her hand on her chin, trying to figure out how to explain it. "Imagine a normal person. When they're given a falna, they will receive a 'skin' that surrounds their body, increasing their strength and ability. When they Level Up, they will receive another 'skin.'"

"So, if Bell Levels Up, then that means his strength will drastically increase?" Charlotte deduced.

"Yup! On paper, it will appear as if his stats go back to zero. But that's because it's a new 'skin.' His previous stats still exist under it."

While they were talking, the one who received the good news remained silent, still unable to believe that he had indeed Leveled Up.

"Level Up? Me? I will become Level 2?"

"Wait, if his stats increase massively, which includes Magic, that means…" Charlotte said.

"He can summon another Servant." Okita finished.

"Another Servant? That means another…"

The previously silent boy now spoke loudly as if his life depended on it.

"Goddess, please, hurry up!" He exclaimed with a big smile. "Level Up! Level Up!"

"Hey, hey, patient, Bell! Patient!" Despite the scolding, Hestia also had a smile on her face.

"I'll go prepare the ritual," Okita stated as she stood up. "Come on. You girls help me as well."


Just like when Bell summoned Charlotte, the Holy Grail was placed on the altar which was surrounded by the magic circle. The boy stood in front of the circle, left hand with the Command Seals being held up.

"So, this is it?" Lily asked, anxious but also curious. "Bell is going to summon a spirit?"

"Yep." The Samurai nodded. "Now, just watch the show."

He began reciting the chant. As he said one verse after another, others in the room could felt the room being filled with something. Okita and Hestia remembered the sensation; it was the same one that occurred when the boy was summoning Assassin.

"Come forth from binding circle," He shouted the final verse. "Oh Keeper of the Balance!"

The light exploded, engulfing the room. Once it disappeared, a figure stood between Bell and the Grail.

It was a blue-haired man, dressed in a loose two-piece blue robe, the lower half of which was held up by a rope belt and the upper half only covered his shoulders along with the upper part of his torso. Underneath was a skin-tight black shirt and on each arm were metal bracers. Clutched in his hand was a rune-carved staff.

"So, you're my Master, eh?" The Servant stated with a grin. "Servant Caster, Cú Chulainn, at your service."


Answers to some reviews:

TheStrangerThatCameFromNowhere: I am still thinking about the Extra Classes.

VGBlackwing: She has them. Though it's unlikely that she's going to use it since it will be hard to be explained. Well, she can use it if there's only Hestia Familia nearby.

Lance Eterna: Nope. Bell won't survive to have that demon as a Servant. He's insanely strict 😊

Z.L.C. genesmith: Yep. I don't plan to include Scathatch anyway.

NotsoAwesme: Correct. Herakles will not be summoned.

Snoogenz: Well, let's just say that there won't be any Ishtar Familia left if he's summoned.


So, the next Servant is Caster Cú Chulainn. I decide to choose him because of two things; his portrayal in Fate/Grand Order – First Order and also the fic called The Sage's Disciple by Rictus. While not having his famous spear, Cú is still nonetheless a powerful Servant.

If you have a question or suggestion, feel free to tell me.

Review, please!