The Babysitter of Heroes

by Laurence Wu

Benjamin is your average college student, he lived a simple life. But when he move to his grandpa's house, find golden cup which appears a Holy Grail that summons several servants in flesh and blood. He must not only deal with servants moving into his house but stop them from killing each other and cause chaos in the city. He did not sign up to be a caretaker for the Heroes AU 2005

21. Chapter 21

A/N: Hello again, people. I am back to give you another updated chapter (14,463 words) and sorry that it took a long time to post this. Sorry, I was in Las vegas this summer which was around one week which causes me slow down the chapter process. So there 46 reviews which some of them were questions and suggestions that are still terrible and badly-implemented ones but I answer those ideas. I will not try to answer all of the reviews.

Time to answer some of your questions.

MaxHD2490 chapter 20 . Jul 17: Manaka well, in my opinion, she is like fallen into despair which her worldview and personality were slowly becoming more and more distorted to the point that she had given up on everything as she already knows everything which is left is unquenchable boredom. While she maybe does this for the evil which seems to be her motivation but it looks like she is just Death Seeker, destroy her boring world with her so she dies in peace. There would be a nightmare dream as I would summon Void Shiki as Sabers somewhere in the story.

hyperomegasonic26: While your idea is a good one but that would be more work for me rewrite some of the chapters. So no thank for that idea, while it is a good one, it would take to much time to do.

King0fP0wers: The Detectives are still going to found more pieces of evidence before they know that they have fought against mythological figures, also they are not going tell everyone about what they have known as people won't automatically believe the detectives what they said when they make bold or outlandish claims that they can't prove. Yes, that is what I would think Lancelot would do that when he has nothing as to do.

About Servants retain their memories, it would be much easy remember their memories then summon them as a new copy which is too much for me keep write on. While Paracelsus is stronger than Medea in skills but she knew method of the Holy Grail's true nature as she can see the trick behind it which her to breaking the rules of the war to summon her Assassin class as long she has the proper tools behind her like large amount of magical energy at her disposal and Master capable of only fighting opponents directly rather than acting from a support role.

MaxHD2490 chapter 20 . Jul 4: In real life and many prison documentary series, it's fairly well-known that a lot of convicts who have committed the most heinous of crimes are pretty fond of kids, to the point that if a convicted child abuser or child molester isn't put in solitary then he's likely to get shanked or a fate worse than death better off if those child murderers or molesters get the death penalty or being segregated away from the general prison population which if they would quickly find out that not only do all the other prisoners want to kill them, but also to make damn certain that they suffer a lot before they die. So even prisoners have their limits when it comes to children and those convicted of harming them, especially sex offenders, which are viewed as low, even by prisoners' standards.

It is the Cursed Arm Hassen from FSN VN Heaven's Feel route because that guy doesn't get much attention which He is also widely disliked for being limited to a single story path (Heaven's Feel) and not getting much characterization tends to do that to you. Cursed Arm Hassen is mostly regarded with apathy rather than outright hate and does have his own fans but not much. Compared to Sasaki (which I am almost tired of seeing him over and over) or Jack (who is mostly likely people favorite assassin class who want other Fanfic writers to summon her which I hate how people ditch Hassan for her just because she look cute) and the other assassin class who are half ass assassin that can not do a simple job to kill a master. Hell in Fate Heavens Feel , Cursed Arm Hassen was able to show WHY people are to be careful to the Assassin class! I'm sure he's happy to get attention and all. Also, the Camelot Chapter expands on his past and reveals he used to be this, I am happy that he get a good treatment for which he deserves it and he's shown as a heroic- ally in Camelot Chapter instead of a bad guy which is have been an overuse to make him a servant for a villain characters to use.

I love Ryougi more than Tohno as that guy is like Shirou who are almost same ordinary high-school student protagonist and also his Mystic Eyes of Death Perception made for a good story once, but sequels/spinoffs would have had trouble coming up with ways to legitimately challenge him face to face without die so fast. Are people still deny that anime doesn't exist oh, I'm sorry. I forgot that I should never mention the anime to Nasuverse fans but I want to see it so yeah.

Solomon needs more character development rather than done nothing so far other than act like a monumental asshole and his motivations are pretty bland (a slightly worse rehash of UBW Gilgamesh) and makes the wise and powerful king come off as a whiny git. I was honestly never keen on Solomon being an antagonist, though if he has an understandable agenda his role could work, but everything he does seems stupidly out of character for one of the most important characters in the Old Testament and a devout man of God who got his powers from the almighty in the first place. I'd prefer it if he was more of a sorrowful godlike figure who presumably wanted to put humanity out of its misery and just brushed off anything the opposition said as 'profound ignorance'.

And Saver from Fate/Extra is in dire need of more characterization rather than been a boss in one game and just been there to compassionate towards the soul of the original Twice which most people do not even know why he is there than just one excuse

Archer-Shirou: Thank you

MaxHD2490 chapter 20 . Jul 10: Yes, my current ideas for crossover is pretty promising but to I want to make sure it is a simple step to make a good crossover.

Also, about some stories that reenact Fate stay night plot sometimes which there are fanfics in which Shirou summons a different Servant are fairly common, Not to mention alternate Grail Wars or future Grail Wars is having Servants being sourced from other series, there's empty shell Shirou being raised by people other than Kiritsugu after the fire and Archer's mysterious past, Zelretch being a troll, of course, making interdimensional shenanigans happening, Shirou time traveling back to Medieval Britain to prevent Saber's downfall, and time travel romance have become quite popular, There's also the general "Shirou is/replaces the main character of another story" plotline, again, due to his backstory basically being a blank cheque to be pretty much any male teenage protagonist and lot of Lancer (fate zero)xSaber which I see more of that a lot in Fanfic now.

Brynhildr would start to see Benjamin as Sigurd's reincarnation when he starts to because way too friendly to her and would listen to Flanna's order much more as she reminds of Odin. Ibaraki would try to act like a big scary oni to both of them which would work sometimes and sometimes not but would see them as curious human being and have an interest in them. Shuten sees Ben and Flanna as a mix of been a snack and master/husband which Benjamin and Flanna have to keep their guard up when she is around as they both see Shuten and Ibaraki-douji are man-eaters.

RedRat8: You do need to know how to use a Shotgun well and require a lot of training to use as in reality, a shotgun is not a magic talisman that will scare away an intruder, nor will the spread of the projectiles ensure you can't miss. A shotgun is one of the most versatile but hard-to-master firearms available. They are usually (with an exception of NFA items) bulky, heavy, slow to reload and hold a laughable amount of ammo.

First is the "you don't have to aim it, just point the thing down the hallway" myth that statement comes from someone who has absolutely no idea what they are talking about. The person has obviously never shot the buckshot available on the market for a modern combat shotgun. To accurately put down a threat, you need to hold the shotgun at your shoulder and point down the barrel at the target. You actually have to aim your shotgun. Aiming in shotgun terms means pointing the barrel at the exact thing you want to shoot. You can't just hold it at your waist and pull the trigger. For the record, you can easily miss with a shotgun, and the pattern covers only very small walls at short yardage

Second common myth: "All you have to do is rack the pump and the intruder will run away." The problem is you have to be close enough to your threat for them to hear you. You are basically walking into a danger zone with an unloaded weapon. In all honesty, you will not rack the slide quick enough. You will only rise to the level of training you have mastered. Scary noises are not a good tactic for saving your life, arrive to the fight ready to fight, not with a $500 scary-noise-making device. I can't even begin to know why any person in their right mind would take a live shell out of the chamber of a weapon, giving them one fewer round to protect his or her life in order to make a scary noise.

Buttstock is needed with the shotgun to arm well as Pistol-grip stocks that are widely sold turn a decent shotgun into a useless piece of junk. They have such a small real-world use it's almost negligible. I only mention it because people seem to be obsessed with them. Shotguns are amazingly easy to miss with under the best of circumstances, but cutting off or radically shortening the butt simply removes your ability to point the gun as it was intended to be pointed. I have seen some amusing displays of firing them at the range. Some have tried to hold it in front of their face and leave the range with a bleeding face, missing teeth, a soon-to-be black eye and a crushed ego. Plus they never hit anything. A pistol-gripped shotgun without a stock is good for carrying as a breaching tool.

First-Person Shooter games never address the problems of inexperience with firearms, the recoil during firing, or even the shooter's requirement to retain proper aim of the weapon, making it look easy in the eyes of FPS gamers.

For Benjamin's harem, it is going to be secret but I gave on a hint on one on them is Kiyohime.

And about your great recommendation for Scathatch the Witch of the Shadowlands, well as must I want to summon her but there is some fanfic that has her in it so I am trying to give some servants that have not been using ever. People has been asked me to summon the most popularity type of servant like Jack or Scathatach which I do like their character but I am getting sick of people tell me to summon them just for the sake of fanservice. So don't tell me I'm being a hater or something

Sun drake: So you want EMIYA (Archer) to still crush Shirou's idealism once more, keep in mind that my story is a mix of all of the route of in fate stay night so there is be a mix scene of Fate, UBW, HF. But still, EMIYA is very right on the topic as back in his lifetime he spent most of his adult life fighting in one war or another in order to save as many lives as possible, a motivation he never revealed. As it turns out nobody trusts a stranger who apparently seeks wars without any stated motivation or reward. Eventually, he's framed for war crimes and, due to his involvement in so many wars, has nobody to defend him.

I still do not like Shirou's response in UBW but I would make him an anti-nihilist as he realizes the problems of his ideals in UBW, and reconciles them by saying that even if his actions may not be perfect and can be ultimately meaningless, he'll still try his best as he realizes his life is empty and the only thing he finds meaning in is selflessly sacrificing himself for others.

EMIYA can handle killing Shirou whatever he feeling like it but would not try to kill Rin or Ilya as he only to see her waste away and die a year after the end of the fifth grail war due to her Homunculus body. It's one of the first real dents in his idealism, and the main reason why Archer never considers attacking Ilya directly as an option.

If Artoria Pendragon sees Shirou, Rin, and Ilya who is reminded of Irisviel, it brings up unnecessary feelings that get in the way for Benjamin's team.

Valvatorez: I have known no idea what Disgaea is and has no knowledge what to crossover with it.

Touma kyosetose: Okita Souji could be in Benjamin's harem and Oda Nobunaga, she will always treat the relationship between herself and Benjamin like daimyo and retainer.

Mr. Tanaka: They would show off might soon against a dragon which at the same time the city they are on would maybe no more

Silly-Scare-Crow: Sure but Flanna would watch them train him as she wants to make sure any Servant do not give him some Idealism or Cynicism guidance

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He was born to nameless parents, in some unimportant village(Jiuyuan, Jiuyuan District a modern day Baotou, Jiuyuan of Inner Mongolia) with great martial arts tradition. He trained since he was a little boy, and constantly tested his skills against larger boys. And because of that, he grew far faster than most of them and there were no larger boys around, which he soon tested his skills against adults.

Like an eternal, tasteless gray mist that was the life in the village, It was during those fights, that he feel so alive which one day, he realized that there was no one in the village who could match him face to face. He left, without a word or a second glance to his family. Since then he wandered through country considered living a life of banditry, took things he wants needs by virtue of his strength, and fought everyone who seemed strong. It was a simple, happy time due his time.

Until he realized that reading could land him a government post, he sought to be educated.

He then heads into a large city and saw a man attacked by a dozen of an armed warrior. Unlike the man, his assailants looked like trained and skilled fighters, so he attacked them, and had a satisfying and difficult battle, before killing them all.

That man he has just save was a governor of Bring Province named Ding Yuan who was impressed by the boy's demonstration of skill and offered the boy to serve under him. The boy accepted his offer in hopes of further battles like this and his life has changed forever.

From that point onward, he served as Ding Yuan bodyguard. It was satisfyingly and exciting: the enemies of Ding Yuan, The Ten Attendants, wanted him gone and were sending one assassin after other against him, allowing further test the boy's strength against formidable foes. After the tenth assassination attempt, after which he then presented a broken and battered body of the would-be murderer to Ding Yuan, he embraced him and called him a son.

The situation wasn't so rosy for He Jin, a general and ally of Ding Yuan who was now his foster father. Unfortunate for He Jin, He didn't have a bodyguard who was near boy's skill and thus was assassinated just as The eunuchs gathered around He Jin and executed him.

The Boy and his foster father arrived into the capital city of Luoyang, the resulting chaos was glorious for the boy as Ding Yuan was desperately tried to regain the control of the city, while the boy was enthusiastically served as his dog, fighting and killing at his order.

But this entertainment didn't last for long. Soon, another important player entered his life. A Merciless and Cruel warlord named Dong Zhuo, who was summoned by He Jin before his death.

With the unwanted peace came also new unwanted responsibilities and obligations as Ding Yuan began to groom him as his foster son. Lessons in Calligraphy, Etiquette, Philosophy was only he could dismay how his foster father suffocated him with that knowledge not befitting a warrior, trying to chain his bloodlust with manners and law, as if it was a simple guard dog and not a dangerous beast.

It was almost a relief when Dong Zhuo suggested deposing the Emperor and, once Ding Yuan denounced him as a traitor, attacked his foster father in his own house. With some relish, the young bodyguard slaughtered Dong Zhuo's bodyguards and would kill even him if he didn't flee in time. Even in a face of such savagery, Ding Yuan hailed young bodyguard as a hero and announced him as a noble and proper warrior of the Emperor which he eventually rose to be the Captain of the Cavalry.

But then fat tyrant Dong Zhuo realized that he would never defeat Ding Yuan so long as the young bodyguard served him. So Dong Zhuo send Li Su a general under Dong Zhuo and a fellow villager of him with a message for him. Gifts of a famous steed named the Red Hare, a thousand taels of gold, dozens of pearls and a jade belt (which would amount to a $1,000,000 bribe in today's market) Confident they said to him with this words

"Oh mighty Lu Bu, look at those gift presented to you by the rich Dong Zhuo. Join him and you will be rich beyond your wildest imagination."

It did not take much persuasion to convince him to betray his master and foster father, who felt that his career was going nowhere under Ding Yuan.

"Oh mighty Lu Bu, you can claim any riches as your own but can you do the same to titles? Join the influential Dong Zhuo and he will make you a master of any province you choose."

He sends Li Su back to his master and the very same night, he approached the tent of Ding Yuan, who was reading under the candlelight. Ding Yuan questioned him as to why he was holding the sword which Ding Yuan soon realized that his foster son had switched sides which cause the governor of Bring Province to escape but was unsuccessful.

"Oh mighty Lu Bu, those warriors are only a tiny demonstration of enemies that my lord Dong Zhuo will have to face. Join him and you will test your strength against the most powerful and most famous heroes in this realm. Only with him, will you be able to become the most powerful under the Heaven and on this Earth."

With a stroke of his sword, he cut down his foster father's head, which he approached Dong Zhuo the bloody head of Ding Yuan in his hand. As a reward, Dong Zhuo who was overjoyed and made him his adoptive son showered his newly adopted son with more gifts and gave him the greatest horse in the realm: The legendary horse Red Hare.

Unlike Ding Yuan, Dong Zhuo was careful to satisfy his every need. He was clad in the finest silk, lived in the best houses and his bed was warmed by the most beautiful of courtesans. And once ordered, he was able to satisfy his thirst for battle too. Dong Zhuo always made sure that there was something for him to do. He scoured the city, rooting out Ding Yuan loyalists who screamed at him till their last breath, assassinating the generals loyal to the old emperor, protecting Dong Zhuo from enemy assassins too. The son would be seen beside the father almost all the time.

Soon Dong Zhuo highest ambition came true, and he replaced the old Emperor with his puppet and ruled all of the China from the shadow. And with his son too, rise with him, being promoted to the post of Knight General. Unfortunate his new foster father and master's tyrannical and cruel ways had angered many warlords around the country. The warlords formed a coalition under Yuan Shao who formed a mighty coalition army with other warlords to challenge his Master who was fleeing with his life upon a sight of such mighty army. The fat tyrant sent his foster son to guard his retreat. And which he alone, in front of Hulao pass, riding forth on top of his Red Hare, clad in the finest silver armor Dong Zhuo had to offer and wearing a twin pheasant-tail headpiece, he stood against the entire enemy army led by some of the mightiest heroes of his age.

He taunted for any challenges to duel him. Every warrior who came within range of his halberd were either maimed horribly or met a swift, bloody death. And he prevailed. Hero by Hero, wave by wave was shattered by his stand. Amid the chaotic screams of panic and death, he heard a loud, bass voice call him an insulting name

"Bastard of three fathers, come and meet your death! Here comes Zhang Yide of Yan!"

In the end, three of the greatest heroes: Zhang Fei, Guan Yu and Liu Bei attacked him at once, whenever he tried to attack one, the other two would ride in and attack his exposed flanks forcing him back on the defensive, and soon he became exhausted. But they were unable to defeat and get past him. After buying enough time, he turned his back to the army and, undefeated, left the pass. But still, he had such an entertaining time fight against the three sworn brother which he had to cut it short due to circumstances. The victory was his. Dong Zhuo retreat was secured, the whole enemy army was decimated and demoralized.

Soon, the rumors of him single-handedly defeating the army flew through the land, earning the Knight General a nickname "The Flying General." Thanks to that single battle Dong Zhuo succeeded in taking over the China and he had become the strongest warrior of the whole China. His legend was finally born.

When he got back, Dong Zhuo covered him in riches and treasures. Living a truly decadent and luxurious life in the new capital, he was suddenly introduced to the greatest change and surprise of his life It took a shape of a woman: A serving girl he met at one of the many boring dinners he was forced to attend as the famous Flying General. Her name was Diaochan, and which he fell in love at the first sight. She was beautiful, but it was her behavior, her demeanor that truly fascinated him:her every motion showed life that only he felt in the battle. Watching her, for the first time in his life, he felt the same kind of satisfaction, outside of the battlefield.

He immediately asked her master Wang Yun, one of the high-ranking ministers in the Han court for her hand in marriage, and was accepted. Overjoyed, he waiting for the moment when she would become his.

However suddenly there were... complications. A few days later, Dong Zhuo, in his usual ignorant cruelty, took a fancy to Diaochan and took her as his concubine. But The Flying General didn't know that then. Furious, he confronted Wang Yu, who persuaded him that Dong Zhuo has simply taken her home, so he could acquaint himself with his future daughter-in-law before the wedding. Mollified, and a little surprised at Wang Yu courage in the face of his fury, he apologized to him and left.

The truth came next morning when he visited his foster father bedroom, only to find Diaochan looking sorrowfully wipe tears from her eyes with a handkerchief at him. From this point onward, a great rift opened between the Flying General and Dong Zhuo, and a confrontation became only a matter of time. When Dong Zhuo fell sick a month later, he took the chance to see Diaochan on the pretext of asking after Dong Zhuo's health, but this time, Dong Zhuo woke up in time to see him staring fixedly at Diaochan. The arrogant and ungrateful Dong Zhuo then had him shoved out and forbidden to enter the inner chambers henceforth.

Dong Zhuo, fully realizing the distance grew increasingly frustrated and taken the habit of attacking him from time to time. He deflected those attacks easily, of course, but the flying general begins to grow more and more irritated with the overweight tyrant. He was a man who understood him, a man who raised him to riches, who continuously filled his bloodlust but flying general simply couldn't ignore his behavior towards him and Diao chan, his arrogance, his mindless cruelty. The breaking point happened when, after one of his visits to ailing Diaochan, the fat tyrant grew jealous of the look between the Flying General and her, and forbade him seeing her again.

Then one day, while Dong Zhuo was holding a conversation with Emperor Xian, the Flying General took this chance to meet with Diaochan in Fengyi pavilion and retrieve her. However once inside, he met with Dong Zhuo, who attacked him with fury. While he easily avoided his attacks, he was still forced to retreat while Dong Zhuo grabbed a jis (a type of halberd) and hurled the jis at him. but the latter fended it off and got away, nursing a fury of his own.

After that incident, the Flying General was becoming increasingly fed up with Dong Zhuo's egotistical arrogance. His decision was finally made on one dinner with Wang Yu who simply asked.

"Didn't Dong Zhuo promise you the glorious battles against the greatest heroes of china? And yet you only sit in capital, pampered in luxury and the only one you fight is Dong Zhuo himself. His promises were empty and meaningless, just like your adoption."

The Flying General attempted to argue for Dong Zhuo's paternal relationship to himself, but Wang Yun dismissed it, saying

"His surname is Dong and yours is Lu. Where were the paternal feelings when he threw that halberd at you?"

Upon heard that words, he had enough and decided to assassinate Dong Zhuo, and which Wang Yun agreed to help. The conspirators then sent Li Su to fetch Dong Zhuo from his castle in the county of Mei under the pretense that the emperor intended to abdicate the throne to the warlord. The fat tyrant didn't even reach the front gate, before being ambushed by Wang Yu men who surrounded the carriage and stabbed Dong Zhuo with spears. But the fat tyrant was however injured only in the arms due to the breastplate he had taken the caution to wear it every day. As his situation worsened, and he called for his foster son help. Unfortunately for Dong Zhuo, the flying general wordlessly plunged his halberd into his chest throughout the carriage as well, with the bloody tip of his halberd sticking out the back. While the flying general didn't know it yet, that blow also signalized his downfall.

After Dong Zhuo's death and which Wang Yun assumed power, rumors spread that the court intended to execute all his former troops from Liangzhou and that a royal decree of pardon was not issued cause most of Dong Zhuo forces staged a coup and open attack to the capital. Furious, the flying general retreated from the city, with Diaochan who was now his wife and several retainers, including Chen Gong, a genius scholar who created a new weapon for him as scholar saw him an image of China's oldest god of war, Chi You that because the symbol of his prowess for a long time and save the flying general much time due numerous dangerous predicaments.

Mirroring his life before becoming involved with Ding Yuan, he simply wandered the land, looking for opponents to fight. However what was once acceptable for him in the past, was not acceptable to him now; A husband of a beautiful wife and a leader of a handful of people. Thus he sought membership in forces of various lords, but most of them rejected him because of his reputation.

He managed to join the ranks of Yuan Shao's army, who ironically was one of the defeated generals in the battle of Hulao Pass. In his employ, the flying general defeated notorious Zhang Yan and his bandit army and his fame and strength rose once again. However, Yuan Shao, insecure in his power, saw him as a threat and ordered him killed. After dispatching his assassins, the flying general fled and wandered once again.

The General of Repetition's blood-lust flaring inside him once again, chained by the oaths of marriage and a responsibility of leadership, he decided to take control of Yan province from Cao Cao, to find a place to live for his people, and more importantly, to sate his thirst for blood in fighting with the notorious warlord. Another unsuccessful endeavor, he was forced to retreat, after a famine strike broke a hundred days of stalemate against his forces.

Joining forces with his old enemy Liu Bei who was a new governor of Xu Province. The General of Repetition was initially respectful towards Liu Bei and treated him with reverence as he said with this word.

"You and I are both from the northern borders. When I saw the Guandong Coalition rising up against Dong Zhuo, I already wanted to help them eliminate him. However, after I slew Dong Zhuo and left Chang'an, none of the former coalition members were willing to accept me, and they tried to kill me instead."

He then brought Liu Bei to his camp, asked Liu to sit on his wife's bed, and instructed his wife to pay respect to Liu. He then threw a feast for Liu Bei and boldly called Liu Bei a younger brother-in-law without the lord's consent, thus earning Liu Bei's inward scorn in which Liu Bei's oath brothers, particularly Zhang Fei, found disrespectful. This cause a number of misunderstandings in which General of Repetition soon turned on his host and took over Xiapi, proclaiming himself the governor and sending Liu Bei to the nearby town of Xiaopei.

However when Liu Bei was attacked by forces of Ji Ling in which General of Repetition met both Ji Ling (a man of great influence and his ally) and Liu Bei (his sworn brother) as he did not like the fight between those two, so he invited them to a feast and said to Yuan Shu's retainers.

"Liu Bei is my younger brother. Gentleman, I am aware that my brother has caused you unneeded hardship so I came to help. It is not in my nature to perpetuate conflict. Nay, I prefer to stop disputes."

He then ordered one of his soldiers to position a halberd upright at Xiaopei's gate and proposed.

"Gentleman, please observe if you would, watch me fire this arrow at the lower part of the curved blade on the ji. If it hits the small blade sticking out from the side of that halberd, all of you must leave and withdraw your forces. If it doesn't hit, you can remain here and prepare for battle and may fight as much as you like."

Thanks to his incredible prowess with the bow, managed to secure a truce between them, as a defeat of Liu Bei would still greatly weaken his position. Unfortunate this was something he soon regretted, as Liu Bei and Cao Cao formed a temporary alliance against him and attacked the city where he resided. Heroics after heroics and stratagem after stratagem nothing seemed to be able to break the siege. However, the attackers didn't have any greater success in taking the city either. Day after day, bloodbath after bloodbath, the General of Repetition was free once again. Reveling in the constant battle, he felt that this siege was a fitting last stand for a warrior like himself.

However, even that was robbed for him as three months later, his troops were riddled with anxiety and impoverished by hunger. Cao Cao initiated a water attack which causes the General of Repetition's force fell drastically and his men gradually alienated him. Laster his subordinates Hou Cheng, Song Xian and Wei Xu captured Chen Gong and Gao Shun and then led their troops to surrender to Cao Cao.

He tried to rouse his remaining men to keep resisting the coalition against them and threatened to kill them if they surrendered to Cao Cao but when he saw that his troops were unwilling to listen to him, he asked his men to kill him and bring his head to Cao Cao, but they refused so then he surrendered.

He was tied up and delivered to Cao Cao. Realizing how shameful how pathetic was such ending for a warrior like himself, he begged Cao Cao to join forces with him. It was not a matter of survival, but a matter of a mere decency as a warrior: Him, the mighty and glorious Lu Bu could not simply end his life with a betrayal of several common men, without the last battle, without a last glorious clash against powerful heroes. For a moment, it seemed Cao Cao would accept his plea, but then Liu Bei reminded him of the General of Repetition's record of treachery.

"My lord, haven't you seen what he did to Ding Jianyang and Grand Preceptor Dong?"

At that point, his hope ended. As he was being dragged away, The General of Repetition turned back and shouted at Liu Bei.

"Big-eared fellow! Have you forgotten the incident when I fired an arrow through the ji?" "You're the most untrustworthy person ever!"

His last words were spent threatening to kill Liu Bei like a dog for speaking against him

The General of Repetition was hanged, and his legend ended with a simple execution as if he was a common robber. If he had any kind of wish, it was definitely a simple wish made out of a simple desire to perhaps do things a little bit differently. At the end of his short life, he came to the realization that he could have wished for a much better-distinguished career and a better life if he wasn't so harsh to his troops and his subordinates.

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There were a boy and a mountain that was his playground and his home which was a place for him to always laugh and smile. The animals who lived on the mountain were his best friends. He and his animal friends would wrestle each other, climb trees with the monkeys and jump around the mountain as a race. There was also a village at the mountain's foot where he would play with the children who considered him as their leader and were very happy about him who at the same time considered to be his followers.

The children and the animals were both his friends. He spoke the same languages for both of them, this was one of his gifts that he can understand both.

The boy was gifted with a great strength which he was gentle with this strength of his. He was sometimes rough with his followers, but he would never hurt them. He was also kind to the mothers and was coddled for it. He would compete with the animals of the mountain, but would always protect them from the beasts that would try to eat his friends that do them great harm.

The boy who was a son of Raijin as a red dragon (the Lightning God of Japan and has the form of a Dragon) and his mother is a cannibal mountain Witch an Ogress (a female Oni). A boy who has the lineage of both God and Demon. He should have been seen as a monster and been feared for a beast that he was that people should be afraid of him which some were that many of the people were won over by his brash confidence, his warm presence, and his joyful laughter.

This boy was wild, arrogant, firm, righteous, strong and yet gentle. He was a legend among the children and basked in their reverence of him.

Every time he was finished playing around he would return back home where his mother was waiting for him. He would alway embrace his mother and happily, tell her about everything of he was doing which his laughter filling up the small cave in where they are lived.

Then there was a woman who her name was Minamoto no Yorimitsu who she passed through the area around Mt. This woman was a cool-headed samurai who her clothes shine with a regal bearing and held herself with such poise and confidence. Not only she also gazed at his mother without a single fear, probably the only human who hadn't fled at the sight of the fabled Mountain Witch of Mount Ashigara. She was impressed by the boy's enormous strength and asked him to be as his retainer.

"Forgive me for intruding upon home, I followed him into the Mountain, climbed in pursuit of him, watching him climb, play with animals that show me his strength. That boy is gifted with such strength that I've never seen before. I would like to take this boy as my retainer

The wild boy didn't know what to say but when he peered up at his mother who suddenly smiled down at her child, sensing his attachment and hesitance

"Kintarō, this mountain isn't a big enough for you now, Don't hold yourself back. If you wish to use your strength to travel and serve this man, I will not stop you, my son."

The wild boy was touched and embraced his mother in which he released her trying to keep himself from crying.

"Just remember Kintarō, you would always have a home here my son. And I'll always be here waiting to greet you should you come back here."

He stepped toward Minamoto no Yorimitsu who smiled at him.

"I'll take you under my wing as my fourth retainer, you shall be given a name. A title so that all who would hear it will know who they are speaking with. They would tell other about your deeds."

The boy smiles brightly at him in anticipation. Minamoto no Yorimitsu gave the boy his name, his title and which the boy has rejoiced. This was a start of the boy's journey

"From now on your name should be Sakata no Kintoki."

The wild boy and Minamoto no Yorimitsu arrived in Kyoto who he remembers a small house with banzai trees in pots and open slide door. Yorimitsu would dress him up in a small kimono, take his hand and take him for trips around the village he was born in. It was scary, confusing, and hard to process. The people there made use of strange things like money and wine. Things that the boy had never heard of before. Scared of the foreign world, he buries his eyes in pant legs, Yorimitsu kept on taking the boy on these trips until he was no longer scared.

The wild boy went along with her and she continued to teach him about the world below the mountain. Gradually, the wild boy learned more and more about the human world. Eventually, he found himself wanting to do what the people there did. he wanted to buy and trade, and drink tea while sitting on a carpet. he wanted to weird, complicated games the other kids were playing.

He asked Yorimitsu if she'd teach him how to do these things. She told he already was.

As the years passed, the boy became less of an animal, and more of a man. Yorimitsu, the only human capable of restraining and educating him, became his mother or older sister. She wasn't his biological mother or his legal mother. But he was his mother. At the heart of it, he was his true mother.

Eventually, as the years passed by, the wild boy grew into a man. Yorimitsu, having trained him thoroughly in martial arts, Japanese culture, and all that good stuff, had made him into a man worthy to become one of her four Shiten'ō or Guardian Kings. The group was what you could call monster hunters. The oni was their biggest quarry, of course. They were also the hardest to track. The group hunted other monsters too, but the oni were the ones that really proved to be a pain in the backside.

The wild man having been the strongest out of the four kings, and stronger than Yorimitsu herself, handled most of the direct fighting. Whenever the group had to come face to face with one of those Oni, he was the one who had to get up close and personal with it. The group worked as a team to bring each of them down, and perry much unstoppable.

Then there was a series of disappearances of young men and princesses taking place in the imperial capital, Abe no Seimei performed a divination and ascertained that it was the doing of Shuten Douji one of the three great evil yokai who kidnapped the daughters of noble families, cut them with swords, and ate them raw. As it was quite wicked, as a result of a command from the Mikado, Minamoto no Yorimitsu from Settsugenji and Watanabe no Tsuna from Sagagenji, who were the leaders of the Four Guardian Kings, formed a punitive squad.

The oni did have a few worshipers, including a monk that the group found and interrogated. The monk squealed like a puppy when they threatened to expose his activities to the nearby villagers. With his cooperation, they came up with a plan to destroy the thing. Minamoto no Yorimitsu led her "Big Four" and dressed as itinerant Buddhist monks which allow them to dressed in some enchanted robes that would allow them to resemble the monk in every way and visited the oni's castle.

During a drinking bout, the wild man was partner with Shuten-douji who was in the form of a beautiful girl that he has to keep his guard up with her as her sake makes the target dead drunk which causes her to feel odd with him as there were nothing wrong with sake but to his point of view, the devil's banquets that would kill him if he relaxed his attention around him. After a few min of the drinking bout, the wild man and Shuten-douji were able to talk to each other about everything and soon genuinely fallen in love with each other as Kintoki who soon fell in love with her and which she too fell in love with him as he was easy to tease.

But unfortunate that happy time must come to an end as when Shuten-doji was satisfied with the blood of the daughters of noble families and human meat drinking the divine oni-poison sake from Yorimitsu which cause her to unable to move her body and because sick in bed. Which Minamoto no Yorimitsu and her Big Four throw their disguise out and begin to kill the other Oni who have to suffer from drinking the poison sake too, while the wild man has to do the job of killing her.

That look on her face kept smiling when he beheaded her was the toughest event of his life and exactly what the pain felt like, but when he felt it, he felt it bad. Don't think he ever will. he moved on, plastering a smile on his face so no one could see him mourning.

As time passed, he, Yorimitsu, and the Big Four did more of their usual thing. The group did what they thought was right, by hunting monsters and the like. They did this until he outlived all of them. Be it by sickness or in battle, one by one, their lives all came to an end. He cried for them and continued their work after they were gone.

As the years passed by, records were lost, and tales of his life became less and less accurate. They depicted him as a hero in my childhood which he let them believe in him if only to give them someone to believe in. The kids needed someone to look for, and their mothers needed someone to tell tales about. If they wanted to believe that he was some sort of boy with a heart of gold, that was their business. For their sake, he promised never to grow up. he never really did. To this day, he was still a juvenile teenager. Kinda creepy when you think about it.

He moved back and forth from the mountain and society. He long outlived his animal friend that he had known as a child, but remained on good terms with nature. Better terms, actually, since he ate less of them. He was also welcomed into any village that he was visited with fanfare.

"It's Kintarou!" they would shout."Look everyone! Sakata Kintoki has graced our town with his presence!"

Both the wilderness and society were great to him, though, he knew he would never be able to live a normal life in either of them. He was too domesticated to stay in the wilderness, and still too much of an animal to do stay in any village or city. He lived out the rest of my life wandering between the two, and hunting monsters until he eventually went back to his mother and brought her to Kyoto as well, live his life as peaceful as ever.

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On these cold evenings, it seems an easy thing to sit by the fire with the lights out. Shapes and shadows flicker in the darkness, and it is within these shadows that you will find The Sluagh who forms part of The Wild Hunt. They have haunted Irish folklore for as long as people have looked into the flames and allowed their imagination to take hold. Even Death itself must defer to The Sluagh in an unholy race for the immortal souls of the living. However, once Christianity arrived in Ireland The Sluagh was transformed into dead sinners that were once human and humans became their prey.

My hide unto the Huntsman So freely I would give, My body to the hounds,

For I'd rather die than life: So shoot him, whip him, strip him, To the Huntsman let him go;

For he's neither fit to ride upon, Nor for any team to draw. Poor old horse! You must die!

It is not surprising that stories of the Wild Hunt are prevalent in countries that have a history of being invaded or who frequently invade others. Therefore, French, German, British, Anglo-Saxon and Germanic peoples all have strong ties to the folklore of the Hunt. Although the Wild Hunt may be met at any time of the year, especially those times associated with the dead it is most prevalent during the long, dark nights of winter. In some cultures Yule was a time when the dead were said to walk among the living, it was a time to honor your ancestors and food was left out for them and an extra place would be set at the table. It was believed that in this way a good harvest would result from the following year. In Norway, peasants would leave a sheaf of corn in the fields to feed the Huntsman's horses and up until quite recently the young men of Norway enacted the Wild Hunt at Winter Solstice. Their task would be to punish those who violated the rural traditions. If the riders were given food and drink, however, they usually left quite happy and you were assured of prosperity.

The Hounds of Hell. The calkins clinkered to a spark

The hunter called the pack; The sheepdogs' feels all bristled stark

And all their lips went back. "Lord God," the shepherds said, "They come,

And see what hounds he has; All dripping bluish fire and dumb, And losing to the grass. "And trotting scatheless through the gorse,

And bristling in the fall: Lord, it is death upon the horse, And they're the hounds of hell!"

He gave a description of a child in Barra Scotland apparently taken by the Hunt, whose lifeless body was found at the back of the house with the palms of his hand in the holes of the wall the next morning. It was believed that the child's lifeless body was dropped from a great height once the soul of the child had been taken by the Sluagh. The fact that the body was returned by the Hunt would suggest that a more human hand was at work. Maybe the child was murdered and left there under cover of darkness. Sometimes the Hunt or the Sluagh were used as a convenient scapegoat. Many disappearances of minor criminals or the less desirable (vagrants) may have also been attributed to these paranormal forces rather than the more earthly elimination processes that may have benefited the local communities.

"Many men both saw and heard a great number of huntsmen hunting. The huntsmen were black, huge, and hideous, and rode on black horses and on black he-goats, and their hounds were jet black, with eyes like saucers, and horrible. This was seen in the very deer park of the town of Peterborough, and in all the woods that stretch from that same town to Stamford, and in the night the monks heard them sounding and winding their horns."

It has been suggested that one of the ways of dissuading the Sluagh is to sacrifice another in your place. However, if you are willing to do that then I think you are destined to join them at some point in the future. There are accounts of the Wild Hunt throughout Europe and they were once thought to be a prelude to war, famine, and disease. The foundations of the Wild Hunt spread back thousands of years, far back into the mist of time. It was once believed that local heroes both of history and legend would be called to join the hunt when their time came, and it was they who would become the ghostly leaders of the pack. The origins of the hunt embody memories of war, myth, worship and superstition. You will find reference to it in literature and folklore that refers to the dead traveling together or where heroes of old rise up to fight the foreign invader.

"This household of Herlethingus was last seen in the marches of Wales and Hereford in the first year of the reign of Henry II, about noonday: they traveled as we do, with carts and sumpter horses, pack-saddles and panniers, hawks and hounds, and a concourse of men and women. "Those who saw them first raised the whole country against them with horns and shouts, and . . . because they were unable to wring a word from them by addressing them, made ready to extort an answer with their weapons. They, however, rose up into the air and vanished on a sudden."

Thunder rolls. Or is that hoofbeats in the sky? Above the wailing wind, a hunting horn can be heard, and the baying of cruel hounds. The Wild Hunt roams the land and sky, and all honest men cower in their homes, for even the sight of it can bring disaster.

"When the winter winds blow and the Yule fires are lit, it is best to stay indoors, safely shut away from the dark paths and the wild heaths. Those who wander out by themselves during the Yule-nights may hear a sudden rustling through the tops of the trees - a rustling that might be the wind, though the rest of the wood is still." "But then the barking of dogs fills the air, and the host of wild souls sweeps down, fire flashing from the eyes of the black hounds and the hooves of the black horses"

A noisy phantom host rushing through the sky on horseback accompanied. By a pack of hounds. One explanation of the origins of the Wild Hunt involves the Cornish priest, Dando, who was a keen huntsman. Finding that all the flasks of his hunting party were empty, he declared that he 'would go to hell for a drink', whereupon the Devil , in the form of a huntsman, gave him a full cup but then put Dando in front of him on his horse which galloped off with both of them. When they crossed a stream, fire blazed from the water and the horse, riders and dogs disappeared forever. It is said that anyone who sees the Wild Hunt is likely to suffer some injury or even death but such results can be avoided by asking the riders for parsley. Those who mocked the spirits could be whisked away; those who joined in the hullabaloo might be rewarded with the leg of a horse thrown down from the sky which would miraculously turn into gold the following day. The Hunt presaged an on-coming storm, a plague, the outbreak of war or some similar misfortune. On occasions, a black dog would be left behind by the Hunt and this could be exorcised only by brewing beer in egg-shells. Some say the hunt was led by King Arthur, others that it was chasing the criminal, Tregeagle. Some people say that the bird known as the night-raven flies with the Wild Hunt

So remember if you want to avoid upsetting those of the Wild Hunt then respect the dead, acknowledge the sacrifices of your ancestors, and rejoice in the telling of the tale.

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Flanna open her eyes and stood up from the couch she was sleeping on, she rubs her eyes to get rid of the eye dust from it. She felt unusually exhausted when she woke up, looked at the red carvings on both of her hand and wrists.

She grimaced. "Ah, geez. The Holy Grail is drawing so many troublesome Servant at the same time." Masters and Servants share a deep mental connection, so it has been observed that both can see visions of each other's pasts in the form of dreams. "Will I dream of every servant's life to the start and to the end from now on?" Still, she had to admit it was very interesting to see what happen in the past and legend in front of her eyes

That if it kept show three servant's life one of a time and doing this every she going to sleep. "While at least this connection is suppose connecting with each other that is important."

She then notices Lu Bu who was sat down and stared at her with his white blank plain eyes. "Would you watch me when I was sleep?" She asked him who made somewhat of an approving grunt at her. "I take that as yes."

"Geez, don't show me strange dreams." Her mouth was directed at him and filled with ill humor. "Those dreams are going to make me threw up."

She then went to the dinner room to see Ramesses II who was eaten what appear to be her breakfast which Benjamin would always make food for her when she can arrive late for Breakfast. "Good morning to you Ramesses," She said to him

"The king greets you as well, Ahmar(red-colored)", the pharaoh said with his booming voice, this hero has no indoor voice for god sake

"Where is my brother?" She asked as she ignores the nickname that was given from him. "And in fact where is rest of servant?"

"The Huntress and the Centaur are scouts around the cities for remain enemies that still conceal themselves from yesterday," Ramesses II answer as he keeps eaten her food. "Give that what is happen in the New paper right now have given those Magi a new kind of fear now that two servants are run around the place hunts them." "And the rest, the little girl, and big man child are somewhere in the forest now play around in the sun, The clod of mud is with Benjamin watch him at school."

"So that leaves with Lu Bu, the Black Knight, the Storm King, Saint George and you," Flanna said as she was thinking how stupid she was for oversleeping in the couch while Benjamin and the servants would wander around the place while increase the chance of been seen. But again she should at least make some plan right now and when rest are here then, this time, they have to be on guard now. "So where is George right now?"

"At the basement which it is most unwise to leave him there," Ramesses II said as pour the remaining food down to his mouth. "As the king should be saying right now, we should check this Holy Grail."

She went down to the basement with Ramesses II following her. Down in that place was Saint George who was just staring at the Holy Grail. There was also Lancelot and that draconic Knight, The Storm King who was there too.

"Oh Master you are awakening," Saint George said as he turned around to see Flanna and Ramesses II who he begins to have a frowned face upon seeing him. Lancelot took a quickly look at Ramesses II before look back at the Holy Grail, The Storm King doesn't bother to care if Ramesses II and Flanna are here as she was busy look at the Holy Grail too.

"Master?" Flanna question. "Why called me that now?"

"Well, see the seals on your body, also confirming that you are my Master too," Saint George answer. "I know that your brother Benjamin is my Master as I can sense him but I would still follow your order too."

"All right that make sense but there's no need to keep calling me Master here, Flanna is also fine in public too but when there are Magu around the place and you are in your servent's outfit, you must address me as Master to keep them guess who is the Master's gender," Flanna explain to him. "Also make that you do not say anything that sounds like an important information to them."

Saint George took in Flanna's words and nodded "I understand, then I am to call you either Master or Flanna right now?"

"My real name for now," Flanna answers as she starts to notice that summoning circle began to glow brighter, the small bits rise and floats over and around circle. "We are now awaiting for out new members, let hope you can get along with each other," Flanna said as she watches three Catalysts rise from the boxes and into the circle

It was an old Greek shield, one of the black Dirk and a sword with a jewel set in the pommel with the word "Azoth" inscribed on it.

"Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill.

Repeat each five times.

But, dismiss the time until it's filled―――"

"――――I beseech thee"

"My will creates thy body"

"Your sword creates my destiny"

"If thou heedest the Grail's call, and obey my will and reason then answer."

"I swear here.

I shall be all the good in the eternal world,

I shall defeat all the evil in the eternal world."

"O' Seven Heavens clad in the three great words of power

Come forth from the circle of constraint, Guardian of Scales――――!"

The air grows hot but soon the breeze changed into a whirlwind. In the center of the magic circle, a mist started rising, and sparks scatter a flash. Then a roaring sound like a thunderbolt but then the wind had stopped unnoticed. The light had left the magic circle, the radiance was disappearing.

From inside the fading mist showed three-person stood still.

The first one steps out of the circle and showed his figure to her. A face that is a beautiful person who was surely male even if he did have long hair. He wearing a white robe resembles that of a traditional white-tailed lab coat with unique modifications. The coat possesses a raised collar that descends down the coat as large v-cut and yellow epaulets on its shoulders and sleeves of the coat. Under the coat, he wears what appears to be a dark blue turtleneck sweater with a burgundy choker and harness. For shoes, he wears knee-high metal boots reminiscent of those found on the armors of knights. He possesses long grayish blue hair which is a braid all that loosely over his right shoulder.

"I was called by your summons. My true name is Paracelsus Von Hohenheim," The Servant then introduces himself as he having a quiet voice filled with wisdom and had a calm temperament. "I am an old person who was made into the current world under the class of Caster."

Philippus Aureolus Theophrastus Bombastus Von Hohenheim Paracelsus, The Father of Alchemy. He was a Swiss-German philosopher, physician, botanist, astrologer, and general occultist, he is a famous revolutionary for utilizing observations of nature, rather than referring to ancient texts, something of radical defiance during his time. He is credited as the founder of toxicology and credited for giving zinc its name, calling it zincum. He also was the first physician to correctly describe a number of serious illnesses, including tuberculosis, a disease of the lungs. He rejected Aristotle and Galen's claim that health and disease were controlled and contained four elements (earth, air, fire, and water). These had to be balanced in order to maintain health and told doctors to study nature and develop personal experience through experiment to indicate that he wanted to rival ancient medical authorities such as Galen and Celsus. On the other hand, he continued to subscribe to all kinds of folk beliefs such as gnomes, spirits, and fairies.

Theophrastus Bombastus von Hohenheim, later called Paracelsus, was born in Einsiedeln, Switzerland, on November 10, 1493. His father was a physician and instructed Theophrastus in Latin, botany, chemistry, and the history of religion. Theophrastus attended a mining school in Villach, where his father was appointed town physician. There he learned about metals, ores, and chemicals used to process them. Paracelsus resumed his study of metals briefly and then began a series of travels that lasted to the end of his life. He was an army physician in Denmark from 1518 to 1521. In 1522 he joined the military forces in Venice, Italy. By 1526 he had settled briefly at Tübingen, Austria, where he gathered a small group of students. Later that year he traveled to Strasbourg, France, where he bought his citizenship and apparently intended to settle down.

Paracelsus believed that diseases came from outside the body. He thought diseases could be cured by supplying the right chemical, as opposed to herbal, medicines. These would restore internal balance. His successful cures served to support his theories and he acquired a reputation as a healer. In 1526 Paracelsus went to Basel, Switzerland, to treat a patient. He stayed on and became the town physician. His responsibilities included lecturing at the university and supervising the local apothecaries (druggists). His lectures drew large audiences, but his teaching and style were unpopular with the authorities.

Paracelsus openly challenged traditional medical teachings. He preferred to lecture in German rather than Latin, which was the traditional language of teaching. Also, he refused to prescribe the medicines of the local apothecaries. In 1528 Paracelsus had to flee to escape arrest and imprisonment.

After 1531 Paracelsus appears to have undergone a spiritual conversion. He gave up his material possessions. It is said he became like a beggar. He went to cities in Austria and Italy, where the plague (a highly contagious disease often carried by rats) was raging, and he attended to the sick. In this new spirit that drove him, Paracelsus gave special attention to the poor and the needy. His work was guided by a more mystical view of man and especially of the physician.

In 1540 Paracelsus went to Salzburg, Austria, but he was very sick. He died there on September 24, 1541, and his remains were buried according to his wishes in the cemetery at the church of St. Sebastian in Salzburg. His remains are now located in a tomb in the porch of that church. After his death, the movement of Paracelsianism was seized upon by many wishing to subvert the traditional Galenic physics, and his therapies became more widely known and used. Most of Paracelsus' writings were published after his death and still much controversy prevailed. He was accused of leading "a legion of homicide physicians" and his books were called "heretical and scandalous". However, after many decades in 1618, a new pharmacopeia by the Royal College of Physicians in London included paracelsian remedies

Paracelsus' most important legacy is likely his critique of the scholastic methods in medicine, science, and theology. Much of his theoretical work does not withstand modern scientific thought, but his insights laid the foundation for a more dynamic approach in the medical sciences. Paracelsus also wrote books about medicine, surgery, and cosmology (the nature of the universe). Paracelsus said that his outlook on the world was based on philosophy, astronomy, alchemy, and virtue. Alchemy was a medieval form of chemistry. Some people studied alchemy hoping to turn baser (lesser) metals into gold. In contrast, Paracelsus regarded alchemy as a spiritual science. He felt it required moral virtue on the part of the person who practiced it.

Paracelsus believed that for every evil there was a good that would eliminate it. Thus, he believed that there was a cure for every disease. He studied alchemy hoping to discover the means of restoring youth and prolonging life. He also thought that alchemy should not be restricted only to chemistry. He thought it was at work in all of the nature. He felt strongly about relating his philosophy of nature to his religious beliefs.

Flanna realizes that she has summoned a magus, Caster class who was an Average One, one who could control all the elements (Fire, Earth,Water, Wind, and Aether). She could not believe her luck, she summoned a Caster class one of the most useful servants to have and best class to use.

She extended her hand out to his which he grabbed her hand and shook it. "It is pleased to meet you, Paracelsus and you don't need to call me Master right." She smiles excitedly. "From now on I would like to because your friend instead."

"Master...my friend. By all means, I will work to the best of my abilities." Paracelsus smiled a weak smile never exudes any particularly strong emotions as he remembers that he once committed high treason which he regrets betraying Misaya and her father after he does it. "Your words are correct, Friends are important as everyone needs a friend. After all, they are people too"

"Since you are Caster class, can you quickly make a Bounded Field around this home as I want to make sure that Holy Grail is been conceal from other Magu who are trying to look for it," Flanna asked as she has almost no time to talk that much right. "Also make sure other servants notice this too."

"As you wish, Flanna,"Paracelsus nodded his head and begin to start his work. "The holy grail...I had once wished for such a thing" He quietly, whispered as he took a quickly look at Holy Grail. His wish he once had for the Holy Grail was to reach the Root but instead that wish is no long desire anymore as he is currently seeking for atonement for what he has done. The Greater Grail maintained its incorruptible brilliance as it had always done. Some amount of prana had been spilled when it was put into the ley lines, but it would not prove to be a problem.

He also takes notice Ramesses II who was watching him too. "So I see that the third pharaoh of the Nineteenth Dynasty of Egypt is here too." He knows Rider's display of power and how powerful is he as Rider who was powerful enough and would have broken through and destroyed his magical stronghold despite all of the powerful defenses Paracelsus set up

Flanna watches Paracelsus begin to set up a Bounded Field. "He since likes a nice and wise guy to be around with me." She thought as she looks to the next person who steps out of the circle and reveals to himself to Flanna.

Standing taller than her was a man with a bizarre shade of pale blonde hair that was almost green swept back and yellow eyes of a raptor, carrying a black simple spear with sturdy workmanship that is well designed for close combat which was both deadly and meant to strike the heart that was loosely from his hand, wearing rather ornate light black-silver armor with Greek designs with black clothing beneath it that emphasizing ease of movement and his godlike physique. He also has a single orange cloth tied around his neck to shoulder, the cloth flowing over the latter. A shield was mounted on his back too and a short sword on his leather belt.

His face looks pleasing to her eyes like a dashing youth roguishly handsome and have a carefree smile on his lips, a strong and firm build, and the lack of any appearance of crudeness.

"So, you're my Master, eh?" He asked as he scanned Flanna's form from head to toe, prompting the woman to cross her arms and fidget uncomfortably at his stare. "Well, aren't you lucky? You should be glad, woman, for you have the greatest Hero of the Trojan War under the Rider class!"

Flanna looked at him for a moment and made a thought of what that man said about himself as the Hero of the Trojan. "Are you Achilles?" She guesses which the man gave a smug smirk. "So you do know me, good."

Achilles, Amaranth of the Brave, Leader of the Fearsome Myrmidons, the Invincible Hero, Sacker of Cities, and Slayer of Hektor. He was a powerful hero in Homer's Iliad, and undoubtedly the greatest warrior on the battlefield at Troy. His bravery is known to be contagious to his comrades and also quite frightening to his foes. It's said his childhood friend Patroclus, who matches both his will and his might His strength is widely respected among his army. In his youth, he had been a pupil of Chiron. His mother was the nymph Thetis, and his father, Peleus, was the king of the Myrmidons. When Achilles was born Thetis tried to make him immortal, by dipping him in the river Styx. However, he was left vulnerable at the part of the body by which she held him, his heel remained mortal flesh and ultimately, this weakness would lead to Achilles' downfall.

Thetis foretold that her son's fate was either to gain glory and die young or to live a long but uneventful life in obscurity. Achilles chose the former and decided to take part in the Trojan war. Early on in the book, Odysseus, the wily king of Ithaca, is sent on a mission to find Achilles and persuade him to participate in the coming war between Greeks and Trojans. Odysseus was a formidable negotiator, and with Achilles' thirst for glory, the embassy was successful and Achilles, leaving behind his son Neoptolemus, sailed for Troy. With him went 50 fast ships, each carrying 50 men of his own private army, the Myrmidons - fearsome fighters who had been transformed from ants by Zeus himself and given to his son Aiakos, King of Aegina and father of Peleus.

The Achaean siege of Troy lasted for ten years and during this time, Achilles excelled in battle and sacked no less than 23 cities in the surrounding area. Things, then, were looking pretty good for the Greeks at this point, but their fortunes changed dramatically for the worse when Agamemnon, King of Mycenae and leader of the Greek forces, fell out with his greatest warrior about a captive woman appropriated by the latter and Achilles withdrew from the conflict. Miffed at this sleight and claiming he was dishonored before all of his compatriots, Achilles, and his Myrmidons stormed off to their camp to sit out the rest of the war.

But when Achilles' close friend Patroclus was killed by Hektor who was one of the greatest heroes in the Trojan War, being equal in strength and skill with Achilles. He was mad with rage; now he would fight and take terrible revenge for the death of his friend. When he finally finds his prey Hektor, although a great warrior himself, was no match for Achilles, who swiftly dispatched the Trojan, and by tying him to his chariot, dragged the corpse in front of the walls of the city in full view of his grieving family and then back to the Achaean camp, a sacrilegious act, breaking all etiquette of ancient warfare.

However, the end was near for the great warrior. Just as his mother had feared, despite winning glory and renown, Achilles was brought about by Paris with a poisoned arrow which the god Apollo guided Paris' arrow to the heel. Achilles died on the spot, still undefeated in battle, just as predicted, he had a short life, but his legend as a hero was carved into the world.

Because of his death from a small wound in the heel, the term Achilles' heel has come to mean a person's point of weakness. His Death and Legacy describe him as extraordinarily strong, courageous and loyal but to the Romans, who traditionally traced their lineage to Troy, took a highly negative view of Achilles who refers him as a savage and a merciless butcher of men, ruthlessly slaying women and children.

Achilles look around the basement and see some type of servant around the place. "I don't know what is going on right now but do we have to fight each other for the honor of being your servants then?" He grinned as his body thrummed in anticipation of a glorious battle and right after summoning too.

Which gave Flanna sent him a look that actually gave him pause. "No fighting, I have yet make a base plan for you guy and I also hasn't slept that much." "I am still have not figure what going with Holy Grail now."

Achilles blinked and asked tentatively. "What do mean about Holy Grail?" He looked at Grail behind which was surprise for it to be here

Flanna nodded to him. "Yes something like that, do you feel any different than a normal summon?"

The Greek frowned, then blinked at what he found which he starts grinned "Ohoho, what is this? one part of my spear have been restored" He holds his polished black ash wood spear close to his face. Achilles's Hero-killing spear have another abilities that are a curse of mortality in which wound inflicted by this spear cannot be healed as long as it exists but the injury that can also be healed by having a fragment of the spear rubbed into the wound.

Because he was summoned under the Rider class, part of the spear's ability has been lost but it looks like he has the ability now

"You also have your body because flesh-and-blood now as for a second life," Flanna said as she notices Achilles's face turn to a frown. "From the look on your face, it since that you have no desire for a second life, right?"

"Not quite right Master, it just settling down in this world certainly, has its own appeal. But before all else comes to my conduct as a hero," Achilles respond back to her. "My wish is no different from when I was alive as I want to live like a hero and die like a hero" That was the oath he had sworn to his mother That would never change, in one life or the next; Achilles would not accept anything else. He did not regret any of the things he had done in his past life – the deeds he accomplished, the evils he committed, even his rebellion against the Gods. However, he would not pretend to be a saint and act as though he had no other desires.

If anything, he was filled with impulses and urges to move on.

"I must say that a rather uninspired wish for a great warrior," Ramesses II frowned.

"Oh a King who fight his own battles, well I personally don't like Kings that much, but I hope we can along shall we folks?" Achilles said with a smile on his face. Whether or not that was an act remained to be seen, but for now, it did ease the tense atmosphere that looks like it going to be a fight here.

Which the last person step forward out of the circle was an extremely tall, slender, dark man with his pole-like right arm bandaged. His face was obscured by a mask that resembled a bleached skull and was held in place by metal rings sunk deep into the flesh possibly straight through the bone. The Servant's clothes were light, his feet were wrapped in rags, and his leggings were loose and tied with a simple chord of rope. He wore a tattered dark long robe-like coat that is suited to a desert which an ominous outward from his appearance

"I ask, are you the master who has called me forth?" The skull man spoke which cause Flanna to shows her hand full of red tattoo to gave him the answer. "Then the contract is complete." "Assassin class, Hassan of the Cursed Arm at your service."

The Hashshashin were an Islamic community in The Middle East around the time of The Crusades. Originally they were an esoteric Islamic cult—usually classified as a radical offshoot of the Isma'ili sect of Shi'a Islam—founded by Hassan-i Sabbah, who was born of a Twelver Family, who had converted to Isma'ili, and then later broke off from them to form Nizariyya, an Isma'ili offshoot. They were a society of assassins operating from the mountain fortress Alamut and terrorizing the region's rulers with their attacks. Despite their fearsome reputation, the Hashshashin were said to be quite friendly towards common folk, since their killings were actually carefully targeted and planned, rather than random acts of violence.

These individuals according to the most accurate historic accounts played an instrumental role in putting an end to the Third Crusade some even venture so far as to say that they were the true cause of the end of that meaningless conflict, these individuals systematically assassinated proponents of the war on both the Crusader and Saracen sides.

They have been accused of being fanatics (much like Al Qaeda). Their leader, the 'Old Man' has also been accused of utilizing the drug hashish to manipulate his followers to his will. First-hand historic accounts tell a different tale, one of honor and the ultimate pursuit of peace. Respect was given to them by both sides at the end of the conflict. These individuals saw that there is no need for war—ever and that the execution of a select few individuals could prevent or end wars. They proved that much by ending the Third Crusade.

They were meticulous in killing the targeted individual, seeking to do so without any additional casualties and innocent loss of life, although they were careful to cultivate their terrifying reputation by slaying their victims in public, often in mosques. Typically, they approached using a disguise. Their weapon of choice being a dagger or a small blade, they rejected poison, bows and other weapons that allowed the attacker to escape. For unarmed combat, the Hashshashin practiced a fighting style called Janna which incorporates striking techniques, grappling, and low kicks. However, under no circumstances did they commit suicide, preferring to be killed by their captors.

There are many stories that they used their well-known deadliness for political goals without necessarily killing. For example, a victim, usually high-placed, might one morning find a Hashshashin dagger lying on their pillow upon awakening. This was a plain hint to the targeted individual that he was safe nowhere, that maybe even his inner group of servants had been infiltrated by the cult, and that whatever course of action had brought him into conflict with them would have to be stopped if he wanted to live.

Despite the Hashshashins' notoriety and skills, they were wiped out by the Mongols who were invading Khwarizm. In 1256, the Hashashshin's stronghold once thought to be impregnable, fell to the Mongols. Although the Hashshashins succeeded in recapturing and holding Alamit for several months in 1275, they were ultimately crushed. The Mongols paraded the captured leader in front of all the remaining strongholds, and one by one they capitulated. The Mongols tore down the castles at Alamut and other places so that the Assassins could not take refuge and regroup there.

The following year, the former Assassin leader asked permission to travel to the Karakoram, the Mongol capital, in order to offer his submission to Mongke Khan in person. After the arduous journey, he arrived but was denied an audience. Instead, he and his followers were taken out into the surrounding mountains and killed. It was the end of the Assassins.

Flanna can not believe that her luck was this high to get two class that she really needs badly at the first try. But first let get the basic plan start and lay out for the servants

"Assassin," Flanna said to get his attention.

"Yes, my Master." Hassan of the Cursed Arm asked. "Your order?"

"Now I know that you don't know what is going on right now but there is a war against Magus who are after the Holy Grail right here where you are standing still. And yet our enemies are possibly hiding under the deep sewers which I want you to go down there and hunt any Magus who thinks it is safe down there." "Leave no survivor and make sure that they do not know you are there, they are not aware of you yet," Flanna order to him. "Also how you do it, I don't care as long they are dead and with no bodies to be found, got it." "One more thing I have other servants out there somewhere in the cities so make sure that you are not hostile to them just warn them you are on the same side."

Hassan of the Cursed Arm nodded his head and then vanished into the darkness as his single white mask floating away into the darkness like a reaper come to claim the souls of unfortunate dead. "This Servant hears and obeys, my Master."

Flanna turns to Achilles. "Rider, I hope you can actually listen to me for once." She said hopefully as Achilles who is a king-hater and man who does not like serving kings, so he is not the type of people who follow an order that much which he might pick a fight or something like.

Achilles frowned and then smiled. "Alright, but only because you're cute." He winked at her

Which cause Flanna to blushed with her face turn red from either embarrassment or in anger. "I swear, all of your Greeks heroes has an extreme lust for women, that put them near to a pretty girl or woman and then they automatically flirts with her." "And I do not have any time for your attitude to hitting on me right now." She heard that Achilles was also married as she recalls legends of him marrying the witch Medea in the Underworld whether or not that's true and repeatedly pursued women

"I take offense to that, Master," Achilles replied. "Anyway, what is your order?"

"I want you to go around the cities to deliver a message for two Archer class who I think you know them," Flanna explain to him who was listening carefully to her words. "The two Archer classes are Atalanta and Chiron who is your teacher by the way."

"My Master Chiron is here too!" Achilles cried out his master's name, a wild grin formed on his face. "And Sister is here too?"

"Yes Achilles, they are here too on scout mission which I want you to go to them and said that we have three more comrades right now," Flanna said as she then saw the look on his face. "And also you must not fight with them no matter what."

"AHAHAHAHA! This is Great, I didn't think something like this would happen again!" Achilles began to smile as look like he didn't hear what she was said at last words. "Alright, now that is an order that I would follow."

Which Achilles quickly run out of the basement and out of the house, He activates on his Noble Phantasms. "Dromeus Kometes." Comet Form. His Dromeus Comet's ability allow him to go fast even his physical prowess (A+ Agility) is already top-notch enough which makes him so fast that he is pretty much teleporting. But it requires that his weak-point, the Achilles Heel, be exposed to the world which means his silver metal boots must be deactivated. There are not many Heroic Spirits who can keep up with his speed but that mean he is vulnerable against Archer class who can simply snipe his heel with a powerful Clairvoyance skill

His boot fell apart, collapsing behind him, allowing for the activation of the Noble Phantasm. He runs through the dense forest that didn't slow him down.

To the point of Flanna's view who has just begun to turn her head to the big hole in basement wall where he has left. "That was... so fast." "But did he not just listen what I was said to him."

She then sighs out of relief that none of the new servants are disobeying her order or make a fuss about it. Assassin looked like she would get along with him just fine without make issues about some dirty work that she has in mind right now. Achilles, on the other hand, looked like he would not accept tasks that he would not wish to complete it and not only that Achilles is also a blood knight who want to fight other heroes in a good battle.

But Flanna does not share his Blood Knight tendencies as any kind of fight would just destroy the house but at the same time, she does not want to get on his bad side so she has to go found a way to give fight without destroying the environment around the place. Also, his battle lust will sometimes get in the way of the missions which would end up for Achilles to forget what was he doing.

Flanna turns to Lancelot who quickly sense her face turn toward him. "Black Knight, I have a mission for you and I am not sure you would like it but we are run out of time," She then grabs her military bag and gives a piece of paper that give him a direction what to do. "Don't worry if you have been seen, no one knows who you are because one of your Noble Phantasms conceals yourself most of your armor." Flanna gives the paper and military bag to him

Lancelot read the paper and quickly nodded his head, went upstair out of the basement, carry the military bag with him.

"Storm King, come here I need to talk to you," Flanna asked.

Which the Draconic knight walk toward her await her order. "Master, your orders? I would prefer ones that allow me to crush my targets"

"I want you to scout and skirmishing with any enemy reconnaissance elements to deny them any knowledge of their own disposition of troops or any knowledge about us, do not get seen by public people," Flanna explained the detail of her mission. "They said knowledge is power right? but such knowledge would not help that much when against an adversary who none had so be seen as much."

"Yes, Master," The Storm King respond as her jousting lance which was spins a lot. "They would be trampled with my steed before me," She summons her black horse as its red eyes already alight with battle lust. "They will be no trouble." The steed snorted angrily, stomping its hooves as it tossed its black mane. She hoisted herself up into her saddle, twirling her jousting lance expertly. "This lance would taste their blood."

Flanna stares at the Storm King's horse "That steed smells bad," She pinching her nose disgustedly. "When you get back from your mission, this horse need a shower by the way."

The Storm King jumps with her steed all way upstair and charges into the forest.

"I really hope the orders that I give them is really simple to complete it and make sure that there isn't property damage," Flanna said worry about if they can do the job well.

"Master, Are you sure it is wise to send them on a mission this early in the morning?" Saint George asked her. "Could you just wait for the night to fall."

"Hassan of the Cursed Arm is stealth expert and give that his group is professional killers back in past, he knows what to do and unlike the other heroes who can not do simple tasks, one of the Black Knight's Noble Phantasms is sort of transformation ability which gives him the ability to transform into many other Heroic Spirits that had won merit in military exploits for other people, it also of mimicking any person in order to deceive enemies' ears and eyes," Flanna explained to him. "Thank god that he is not on Mad Enhancement or else it would be truly wasted for a Noble Phantasm to been reduced to the ability of imitation which from now on it would be put to full use of it and it going to chaos among the enemies."

"And for the Storm King, the enemies would mistake her for a Rider class instead of Lancer class which would make them underestimate her stats because Rider class is known to having lesser stats than the Knight Classes but having great skills and Noble Phantasms to compensate," Flanna explain that to him too. "Rider class also having lesser Magic Resistance which is going to fool them to think they can attack her with their Thaumaturgy spells as she has B rank Magic Resistance even if targeted by stronger spells it is going difficult for her to be affected by it."

"Flanna then wave her hand toward Saint George to get close to her which caused to him to walk into the hearing range. "Your job is to watch Lu Bu to make sure that he is not doing any suspiciously strange out of his behavioral as I know that Lu Bu has an unbroken streak of betrayals in his history," She knows this very much as in the dream as Lu Bu would go as far to murdered his master for a horse, murdered his next master for a 16-year-old girl, became a rebellious warlord, betrayed his friend Liu Bei, and finally tried to sell his services to his sworn enemy Cao Cao. It is still arguably whatever whether he's naturally treacherous, or just really easy to persuade. Notably, his betrayal of Liu Bei was after saving the man's life and came as a result of multiple conflicting obligations and was followed by Liu Bei advising Cao Cao to have him rewarded as a traitor deserves. "It is ok for Lu Bu to be near me as give me the advantage of being able to keep a close eye on him."

Which also bring the question about Liu Bei as himself is an ambiguous case. He's talked up as a great hero, but everyone he ever works for dies, normally after willing their entire empire to him which caused to her to wonder just how reliable the narrator is and how heroic is Liu Bei really is as Lu Bu's last words to Cao Cao before he was hanged was this words:"Under any circumstances, you mustn't trust the one with large ears (Liu Bei)."

It also does not help in that historically, Liu Bei was pretty treacherous during his time as not repaying Lu Bu, planning to assassinate Cao Cao, claiming he had no interest in Yi province, backstabbing Liu Zhang who asked for Liu Bei's help in fighting Cao Cao to take over Yi province, refusing to return the cities Sun Quan sent him.

If she was given the choice between Lu Bu or Liu Bei as her servant, she would choose Lu Bu instead at least he is not trying to hide who he is and thank god, he was summoned as a near-mindless Berserker even if it severely restrains his raw skill, was just so he wouldn't do it again. Also, Betrayal might get you what you want in the short term, but no one's gonna work with you if you have a reputation for back-stabbing.

She also makes a note to not summon any character from Romance of the Three Kingdoms as there is 70% fact and 30% fiction which included not only historical records, but period Chinese operas, poetry, and folktales as well. It doesn't help that Author Luo Guanzhong tend to glorify and exaggerated information that is not clearly true at all which gives some of the characters either a Historical Hero Upgrade or Historical Villain Upgrade. This is quite more common in Asian culture than the West culture to exaggerates their own period pieces to idealized to the point that most of the people or historians would be fool by it. The West culture is either sometimes either unreliable or rewriting history to suit the present generation or people in power but at least they are brutal honesty about atrocities or even write proudly of how they brutally crushed their opponents which they didn't even try to cover it up because they saw it as glorious and honorable.

She turns to Ramesses II and decides to ask his opinion about the new servants. "So what do you think about new comrades, Rider, Caster, and Assassin, Pharoah?"

"I am displeased," Ramesses II responded at once, only for his lips to twitch into a satisfied smirk. "And yet I am very pleased as well."

Ramesses II dismissively waved about Assassin, faceless being is no concern to him. Real, is this going to be what other classes is going to consider Assassin class to be a dirty coward to them

"Paracelsus an alchemist that impudently broken my great temple with his tricks," Ramesses II said. "I have no hard feeling with him as he may be eccentric, but his creations would prove to be invaluable in this war." His mouth distorted a bit, it was a smile. "I'm merely looking forward to that day that Saber, Archer, and Lancer can meet me again." "After all, I never had a proper match against them when I realize that I have lost my previously Master before an Assassin class. It would be interesting if we could do again."

"And Achilles, a splendid warrior," Ramesses II smirked happily at an another prospect of face another worthy foe. "Hmm.. the idea of facing him is rather delightful thought."

"Are sure you want to face him in battle, Ramesses?" Flanna said as she begins to have an unpleasant feeling about this. "He is not called the Invincible Hero for nothing and also his fame rivaled the legendary Greek hero Heracles." Achilles is one of the ten most popular heroes in the world which in fact in the modern era when people thought of legendary heroes, their minds went naturally to the Heroes of Greece.

"Do not worry about Him," Ramesses II replied, his smirk never fading. "For as the Pharaoh blessed by the light of Ra, none could ever hope to match me."

Is he serious going to say all the time to her as his face looked as arrogant as ever?

"Sure," Flanna replied, grimacing

"Are you doubt the abilities of the King?" He said, staring her straight into the eyes. "You don't have to as the king never relied only on his Noble Phantasms all the time because the king possesses a high level of skill at magecraft and great skills of using a bow." "With the blessing of Amun and the strength of Ra, nothing can stop him. "Achilles won't be a problem."

"I see your point, Ramesses," Flanna said doubtful, slowly getting an idea of how all of those straight-faced boasts were meant. "Didn't know that he was a Magic Knight."

"By the way, do you have any problem about me order you around?" She said to him.

"Ahmar, I am pleased to have been summoned by the likes of you above the rest of this world's present population even you lack in all forms of beauty and grace but I am glad to see you still have some proper beauty of character." Ramesses II answer to Flanna which causes her to flinch at what he was said. "you are at least so not dull, I might actually have some entertainment from you after all."

Flanna was about open her mouth about her being a figure of entertainment but decide to keep her mouth shut as she doesn't want to piss him off.

Which Paracelsus walked to Flanna. "Flanna, I am done with the Bounded Field, should I beefed up the security with several types of magical traps?"

"Yes, Paracelsus do that too," Flanna said who was begin to have a good mood right now. "Also can you make the forest around the house a field of death? by make sure it can warn my servant not to walk in it."

"Of course, Flanna,"

I going to go out for while so rest of you behave yourself and no fighting each other," Flanna said as she grabs fitted black biker jacket in soft imitation leather with quilted details, a small stand-up collar with a tab and press-stud, a diagonal zip at the front, zipped pockets and zips at the cuffs. And trousers in washed super stretch twill with a high waist, slim legs, fake pockets at the front and real pockets at the back. "I am going change my clothes so no ogling on me and which I mean you Lu Bu, I am watching you."

"And also Paracelsus fix this basement door when you are done with traps from the look of it, someone just walks in through it without open the door."

Which in background Lu Bu was making noise and roar very loud

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So, a lot of things are going on here in this chapter but to keep it short. Flanna starts to make a plan right now as Magus are trying to found the Holy Grail and are hid somewhere which she orders the servants to go found them out while also order some of the servants to build and make traps. She is going out somewhere and Benjamin is at school. So the next chapter is going to have lot of scenes back and forward

Time to answer some of the Guest reviews

Guest chapter 20 Jul 6 Did you know in Fate white death fic caster is Jesus so even if he's a god he was born a mortal and grand order there's Artemis has a servant and she's a goddess: The issue is that he have no combat skill or has real kill anyone with his bare hands at all if you count that he forcibly kicking shady merchants out of the temple on more than one occasion with a whip and his divine power may have rather broken skills but he must give up most of it like bring the dead back to life or stop storms with his voice which he would seem to be even weaker than regular Servants as been in Caster class is not going to help that much which it is going to just heal people with a healing hands and make food out of nowhere. In fact, the people turned against him because he wasn't hero Messiah as they expected him to be which they thought he would lead a revolt against Rome and make a kingdom of Jew. No, I would not summon him at all.

Artemis, being summoned as a Servant, she is weaker than she should be because she was hijacking Orion's summoning, so she's using his parameters and while Orion is a damn good hunter but compared to Heracles, he would be killed very fast. Also, about Stheno and Euryale they are special cases, though, They do not have the normal powers gods do. Their power is basically to be young, cute and to live forever which back in their past life they are completely defenseless and had to rely on their Medusa to protect her, which ended badly. they have become somewhat more sturdy upon turning into a Servants far beyond their regular selves.

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 4 Will some of the servants still live in Benjamin's house even after the war: Almost all of them would still live in his house as they have no way to go

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 6 How about General Erwin Rommel as Rider class: No thank for that idea as it sounds so random for you said that to me

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 7 How about a Shaman King x over That could work with Fate

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 8 Wait, WHAT? Kiyohime would see Benjamin as ANCHIN O_O: Her madness is that she believes her master to be the reincarnation of Anchin and also, the reason Kiyohime and Anchin never worked was due to him being gay and incapable of returning her affection as a result.

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 9 Since Benjamin will remind Kiyohime of her past love will she be in his harem: Yes, Benjamin has no choice but to be her lover as her Mad Enhancement Rank EX which you can talk to her properly, but her mind is definitely off her rocker which mutual understanding with her is quite hard.

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 16 Can you make chapter based on Christmas and Benjamin's birthday since grand order has events like those: Sure I would try to make chapters of it

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 8 Here is idea for Simo Hakya: summon him with skill Double summon so it would allow him to have skills from both Archer and Assasin class: Ok that is possible

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 20 How about bladed gauntlets for Flanna (ex: Shredder TMNT): A modern gauntlets for her and looked like Dark Knight Batman Gauntlets

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 22 It would be funny to see the servants become huge fans movies and games like ghostbusters, evil dead, mortal kombat, Streetfighter, and terminator: About that, the only Heroes who ever displays real interest in the modern era is Alexander the Great, Edward Teach and Alexandre Dumas but other servants would try out too

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 23 You should give Benjamin a Ps2, Ps1, and a Dreamcast so that the servants can play games like onimusha, resident evil, street fighter, and mortal kombat: More like they going to steal it and play none stop, look above that is your answer.

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 27 I don't know who suggested Kratos because he is from a different universe from the regular fate world because if you compared both Hercule's there both different because if I was to pick a character from another series it would be Majin buu because he was know has a terror from all the universe and has for class it would be either Caster(because he's made of magic) or berserker (kid buu): I am not sure I really want him at all.

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 27 How about Tarzan class: Assassin or Berserker: After watching The Legend of Tarzan (film) a few week ago, no thank you very much

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 4 If your gonna add Sylvie than will she live in bens house and possibly one of the male servants will fall for her for how she got there let's say one of them found her after her master dies: Yes, Sylvie would live with Ben's house and I would pair her with Arash.

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 5 When will Sylvie appear after the war or in between: Not sure yet as I have not got to that plan yet

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 22 Can you make an FNAF story where Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, foxy, golden Freddy, puppet, and plush trap(let's say he's the kid from FNAF 4) are reincarnated and they become masters either 5th grail war or another world: I am not interesting with that idea and also FNAF is get worse everytime there is sequels to it or spin-offs

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 25 When Fate/zero Lancer is summoned make him a little different give him those eyes he had right before his death when he was cursing and make him fight more like an Assassin: That can work as it would have been possible to convince him to act in this way and he would be willing to fight dirty he would have instead gone for hit-and-run attacks with Gae Buidhe to slowly cripple his enemies over time. Also, because of that, there won't be any Romance with him at all because Diarmuid was murdered over romance two-time and I'd imagine that has negatively impacted his desires for any kind of romance with any female and push them away.

Or the Holy Grail can just give fake memories to him which he believes things happened differently. That would be probably better off that way. Your choices?

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 6 Can you add Moses and Noah: Moses is possible as he learns some combat when he was a prince back then which he can be Magic Knight in Caster Class and Noah possible not as that guy have no combat and his Ark is not a weapon to use as it just a transport ship.

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 23 How about Manyū Hiken-chō x over I know about the fan service that rivals queens blade but it would a funny x over especially with the male servants attracting attention of the females of that world: I would think about it which maybe sound good for an X-overs

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 26 When Shiro sees Arturia will he be mad that Benjamin summoned her in that form because what happened in fifth war with dark saber and fight him: Keep in mind that my story is a mix of all of the route of in fate stay night so there is be a mix scene of Fate, UBW, HF. If you talk about Lancer (Alter) then no as Shiro doesn't know who she is. If you talk about Saber Alter then yes, Shiro would get mad at Benjamin for seeing her in that form but it is actually Angra Mainyu's fault who summon or create the Alter servant for his master and also, Angra Mainyu is not trying to be a bad guy again but still holds a grudge against Shiro the hardcore hero of justice and his allies

Guest chapter 19 . Jul 27 For the Code Geass idea since how about the servants steal Knightmare Lancelot and blueprints of the Knightmare frames of the other knights of the round to make counterparts of them and make their own based on themselves like with help of Lelouch or maybe an OC master: Sound a bit ridiculous why do they need to ride on the Knightmare as the very fact that these most of those mechs have legs make them easy to disable and while some can fly but that would mean it take high rate of Yggdrasil Drive consumption keep it on the sky and Power Source is else on the head or the back of the mechs which the servants can easy going around it. The Servants can also just break the legs with their weapon or use range attack and they're useless. The servant would help Lelouch but not work with him as they do not trust him and I am not sure I want OC master or not

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 25 Summon Cain from Supernatural as Assassin or Beserker class: No thank you

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 23 How about Manyū Hiken-chō x over I know about the fan service that rivals queens blade but it would a funny x over especially with the male servants attracting attention of the females of that world: Oh, this Manga, this shouldn't come as a shock to me but what is so funny to me is that the Manga series has progressed, fanservice has become less and less frequent and the anime of it going the exactly the opposite. It took the fanservice nature of the first volume and cranked it very high. This would work as I need to watch this too with Queen's Blade.

Guest chapter 1 . Jul 27 Is Faldeus Dioland going to make an appearance?: Yes, he would appear on next chapter 22 with his master Rohngall, also Faldeus would not talk about his plans in front of the man he's about to have killed as that sound stupid as the Clock tower and Holy church has their full eyes in the cities

Guest chapter 1 Summon the Saint of Killers from Vertigo: No, thank as I do not want to do with any characters from Marvel and DC mainstream comics as nobody believes in death anymore. As the old saying goes, "Nobody stays dead except Bucky, Uncle Ben, and Jason Todd which of course all three characters found themselves resurrected and only other characters to have remained notably dead would be Thomas and Martha Wayne - unless you count Flashpoint. So nope I would not summon any characters from Marvel or DC comics as nobody is really dead.

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 28 He since Alex (the OC that I gave you) is more of a fighter can you make him have wrestling moves from America and Scotland: More like boxing than wrestling.

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 28 I know Benjamin has help from the servants but would be interesting to see more normal humans to help out instead of just Flanna how about two more that are his friends: I have two OC which one of them is going to be in chapter 2 to be rewrite soon and other is going in the next chapter

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 20 Since your going to put Sylvie is she going to live in Benjamin's house because the servants like Medusa and Iskander can help her because she might remind Medusa of Sakura: Oh, sure more like a little Sakura

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 18 How about a berserk x over because the medieval setting of the world can make servants more at home and they can help Guts against the demons and also the berserker class would be more useful like against the stronger and bigger enemies: That could be good one as group of servants would steamroll almost every berserk races as most of the servants are expert monster, gods, demons, and human exterminator and also, mostly curses and charms are not going to be very effective to servants, which can shrug the effects of curses easily.

I would wait for Berserker to be almost done with the plot as I do not want to keep reading on with each Arcs that could go on and on which the journey to Elfheim took eight whole years (From 2001 to 2015) for Guts and his party to get to Elfhelm after setting sail. Sometimes the story is riddled with storylines which may be little more than a prolonged Monster of the Week story with no significant character development or plot advancement at all and yet the characters are no closer to their final goal. It can not help that Kentaro Miura, the creator of Berserk is suffering from breakdowns which he gets from writing and drawing for Berserk can take such a toll on his health that he would have to take hospital breaks in order to recover.

Or I can write few chapters of the crossover story of it and be done with it

Guest chapter 20 Interesting that you're going to put Sylvie into this story since she can give this story more interaction because of her past also in a different story could you add Sachi from love at first sight (another visual novel): I would thank about it

Guest chapter 1 . Jul 16 Found out who it was that Hans Christian Andersen fell in love with, it was an opera singer called Jenny Lind. P.S. are we gonna have Hans Christian Andersen x Flanna?: Nope, what the hell are you think about? there is some ship tease between with Hans and Alice

Guest chapter 1 . Jul 9 In next chapters summon True Archer and True Rider: I need to know as much as possible about them than just a brief of their personality or their biography and also wait for Volume 3 to be translations. True Archer, I could summon him but True Rider need to wait as she just appears in one part of the scene and that is all.

Guest chapter 20 . Jul 4 (Air Gear) I know right? Because I mean in the manga they literally do feats that put Airbending to shame. They even go as far as surpassing physics with their "tricks" and "infinity atmosphere" and the kicker is at the end: the clashing of energies from the Sky and Storm Regalias somehow disrupts gravity for a moment on Earth that people and objects temporarily float in the air they defied the LAWS OF PHYSICS to do this

So that's why I would like if you could do a crossover. Besides wouldn't be it is awesome for someone like Iskandar or Gilgamesh or our main characters to be riding on Air Trecks(I shudder at the thought what would happen if RIDER SERVANTS would ride the ATs) : Those Rider class would go destroy the city bit by bit as they keep crash into buildings and I need to reread the Manga again.