Chapter 59: A running theme

"So...No sea shanties?" Ritsuka's voice was dejected, Mash holding a somewhat guilty expression as seeing his crestfallen face as she delivered the unfortunate news to him.

"No, Senpai." Shaking her head, she continued on "They began to emerge during the nineteenth century, so I am afraid that none of the pirates here will be singing songs." pausing, she studied his face with a hint of innocent curiosity "Is it important, Senpai?"

Ritsuka sniffed once before shaking his head "Not really...just figured it would have been nice is all." gesturing around himself with a somewhat amused expression "It would kinda fit in with the whole pirate thing we've got going on here...you know, the whole 'yar-har, walk the plank'."

"We don't make people walk the plank." Bombe interrupted as he walked past the duo, giving what was imagined to be a reassuring smile "Normally we just hang ya and throw ya overboard." Ritsuka's expression remained frozen for a few moments before he gave a slow nod.

"Right…" Then paused "Why?"

"Sharks." Bombe replied without missing a beat "If we slit yer throat they'll be attracted to the blood in the water, follow ya about for days after that." then shrugged "And usin' a pistol is just a waste'a good gunpowder." he didn't stick around long after delivering that particular piece of information, carrying on with his duties about the deck of the ship.

"...No pirate songs and no planks." Ritsuka muttered to themselves before cupping their chin "Wonder if anything else isn't like the history books."

"Actually, Senpai." Mash brought his attention back to her "Pirates not using planks is a historical fact."

"Wait, really?" Ritsuka blinked "Huh...nevermind then."

"I don't know what you were expecting, Master." Archer remarked as he walked past the pair with a raised eyebrow "You'll find that a pirate is nothing more than a criminal who took to the sea's than to the streets."

"Oi!" One of the nearest pirates turned to Archer with a frown "That ain't...er...wait…" then furrowed their brows and put on an intense expression "Ah...no, no...he's right." they shrugged and continued on as if nothing had ever happened. "We're all pretty criminal."

"Um…" Mash raised her hand "Why?"

"...errrr...umm…" The man shrugged "It's...easier? Tend to have a bigger crew with ya. Not really any restrictions on yerself." their expression turned softer as they looked about "Ya can make friends with like minded people, right Tommy?"

"Fuck you Pete." The man grumbled off without even looking up from the cannon he was cleaning "Ya dalcop."

"Yeah." Ritsuka nodded his head with a look of incredulity on his face "Very friendly."

"Ah, that's just Tommy." Pete waved his hand "Still mad I knocked over the stew that one time." they sniffed "No sense of forgiveness about them."

"That was our only food source on the ship." Tommy went on, looking up with a curled lip of disgust "We almost died of scurvy."

"You guys not have any fruit?" Ritsuka asked, several blank expressions turned to him.

"Huh?" The two men blinked at him in confusion "Fruit?" Tommy scoffed "What good would fruit do?"

"Yeah, lemons and oranges and stuff." Ritsuka looked between the two of them "That cures scurvy."

"Senpai." Mash whispered into his ear with a slightly concerned expression "Those cures weren't discovered until the eighteenth century!" Ritsuka stilled before their eyes went wide and looked back to the pair of men.

Tommy and Pete looked at Ritsuka and Mash and the to eachother.

There was a tense silence for a few seconds before the pair of them burst out into laughter "O-o-oranges!" Pete barked out "Curin' scurvy! Hahahahahahah!"

"F-fuckin'-" Tommy gasped for breath "Tell us the earth orbits the sun next! Pwahahahaha!"

Archer, Mash and Ritsuka stared at the two laughing men with no small amount of exasperation. Ritsuka at this point was starting to feel like an idiot for even worrying that he might have done something to make the singularity worse. At this point he'd never been more thankful for people being stupid. It also meant he wouldn't have to tell either the Director or Roman about his near brush with an early cure for scurvy.

Although he didn't know about that sun part.

Archer released a sigh and walked away, moving towards the stern of the deck where Boudica was still waiting with her arms crossed near a closed door. The Rider caught sight of him and offered a brief smile, looking over his shoulder to the two laughing men "Something interesting happen?"

"Aside from a failed attempt at help?" Archer rolled his eyes "No, not exactly. Although this is likely one of the few moments where the ignorant nature of the past benefits us. Given the unfortunate consequences that would have occurred if it hadn't." he looked at her and then to the door "Waiting for our intrepid undead Saber?"

"Hmm." She hummed in response "He's been in there some time now, I'm actually getting a little bit concerned."

"I wouldn't bother." Archer waved his hand dismissively "If even half of the stories he's told about his world have a semblance of truth, then I doubt he is in much danger while changing his armour." pausing, the tanned man pursed his lips and raised an eyebrow "Although I am not sure why he didn't revert to spirit form and reform."

Boudica gave a half-smile in response and a small shrug of her shoulders "He left before I could inform him." the woman soon frowned, a thoughtful look flashed over her face "I don't think he knows all that much about being a Servant."

"He knows enough." Archer shrugged "He gets summoned, he fights and if necessary, he dies."

Boudica gave him a disapproving look "How very cynical."

"It's also the truth."

The door behind Boudica opened up before she could get out a reply, the two Servants turned their head to see Ash emerge from the room. The Saber paused as he caught sight of the pair of them "I did not interrupt anything, did I?"

"Nothing worth being concerned about." Archer answered, looking the Saber up and down "Another set of armour?" he then noticed the large sheathe on his back and smaller one on his hip "And weapon."

Ash had forgone his Faraam set and the Onyx greatsword. Not because of damage to the latter, but because he had noticed that launching around a great wave of fire on a ship made of wood might not have been the best of idea. Furthermore, his rapid sinking through the water also alerted him to the issue of heavy armour, therefore he had decided it best to lighten himself up in that regard as well.

His chest piece was a chain mail set with a black tunic over the top of it with a matching coloured cape running down his back, the embellished white image of stag's horns on the front providing a stark contrast, the chain mail set continued down both arms and into gloves made of the same metal while his leggings were black leather with iron plates on the shins. He'd also forgone any form of headwear this time.

It was mainly because the Mirrah Chain set was lightweight but offered good protection. That and it was best to just not get hit by anything either way.

In the small sheath on his right side there there a dagger, the hilt was a deep blue metal with a glowing aquamarine crystal in it. On his back was a much larger sheath, the greatsword in question had a dark grey colouration to it, the pommel being a crescent shaped piece of metal.

'Aquamarine Dagger' The information was filed away in his head, the blade could be extended with magic to form a crystal blade. As far as Noble Phantasms went, it wasn't that bad as a surprise weapon. It would have been a useful tool for an Assassin with the dagger extending into a crystaline blade and causing the inflicted wounds to scab over with crystals. That said, it was still only a D-rank Noble Phantasm.

The sword on his back came next 'Storm Ruler' gifted to the people of Goldborne by Yhorm the Giant as a weapon that could kill him, Noble Phantasm was the release of wind in a condensed blade with a giant slaying property. Could also release gusts of wind as another attack. Ranked as a B rank Noble Phantasm.

It would appear that the Saber had decided to use two different types of weapons, one which could extend itself in combat and another which could be used to provide a smokescreen or distract the target. It was certainly clever and more so around here, a gust of wind on a sandy beach would certainly provide an adequate distraction. Not to mention the dagger which could be extended into a short blade for a surprise attack.

It wasn't a bad strategy and Archer would admit that if used correctly it could certainly take someone off-guard when in combat. Not exactly a very honourable thing to use trick weapons.

He approved. It was somewhat refreshing to see someone else who apparently valued pragmatism over pride.

"Hmph." Archer nodded his head and turned away "Very well then."

Ash watched with a slightly confused expression on his face – and completely unaware of the theft which had just taken place – and looked to Boudica for some reassurance. The woman just shrugged at him.

"Why didn't you just revert to Spirit form?" Boudica couldn't help but ask in the ensuing silence, the response wasn't one she was expecting as Ash looked at her as if she had said something odd before he eventually furrowed his brows in a perfect example of innocent confusion.

"What's spirit form?"

Ritsuka steadied his nerves as he moved towards the port of the ship, they hadn't spoken at all since they left and it was a good a chance as any.

"H-hey...Berserke-"

"Ha...vel…" The stone armoured Berserker cut him off sharply, a noticeable edge in their voice. Their helmet remained facing the ocean as the ship continued sailing, not even turning around to face Ritsuka as the boy approached.

"S-sorry." He apologised quickly "Just...some Servants might take issue with me freely using their names."

"Re...ally…?"

"Well...I haven't met any yet." He awkwardly answered, he was rewarded with a scraping noise as Havel's helmet turned slightly but no more than a few centimetres to the right before stopping "The Director said it would be a good idea in-case I accidentally reveal a Servant weakness."

Havel still remained silent, their head turned back to its original position.

"Like...um…" Ritsuka snapped his fingers trying to remember an example "Siegfried!" he exclaimed in remembrance "He has really powerful armour except for a small point on his back-"

"Wh...y?"

"Huh?" The boy blinked "Why?"

"Why...no...arm...our….on…..bac….k?"

"Ohhh." Ritsuka let out a small noise of understanding "Something about a curse? He can't cover it up because it was the one part of his body that wasn't covered in dragon blood."

Havel's head turned to the side again, this time until it was giving him a sideways glance "Dra….gon…?"

"Fafnir." Ritsuka shivered, still remembering the Dragon "We met it in France...big too."

"Kill….it….?"

"Yeah."

"Hmph." Havel grunted, turning back to the front "Go...od…"

"...Sooo…" Ritsuka coughed into his hand "Ash says your a Dragon Slayer as well?"

"…"

"How many Dragons did you kill?"

"Not...eno...ugh…."

"Okay." Ritsuka whispered to himself, giving Havel's back a single nod of his head "Um...good talk? Do this again sometime."

"…"

"Alright." He turned around, quickly making his way in the opposite direction of the Berserker. Havel remained silent as he departed.

Helped kill a Dragon, did he? Havel pursed his lips behind his helmet. That didn't make sense to him. They kill dragons but allow a Crossbreed to live? Either you were for the extermination of Dragon's or you weren't.

Unless you were Faraam. Perhaps it was his Berserker rationale affecting him but it still didn't make sense to him how the War God could go from being the greatest Dragon Slayer the war had ever seen to being the greatest traitor Anor Londo had ever seen. It didn't irritate him that he didn't see it coming, it irritated him that he always liked Faraam.

The man could inspire such a loyalty in his men that wasn't possible for others.

"Are you alright, Senpai?" Mash's concerned voice broke Ritsuka out of his thoughts as he made his way back across the deck, the girl was staring at him with slight hint of worry in her eyes before they flickered over his shoulder and towards Havel. Her lips thinned out, her focus darting between the Master and the Servant with the obvious question being unasked.

Ritsuka offered a tired smile and a shake of his head "Nothing bad. Just trying to get to talk with him more." he pursed his lips "Although he did ask me to call him by his name…" he paused as another thought entered his head "That might have been because he didn't want me thinking of him as just a Servant class though."

Mash tilted her head "Is there an issue with that?"

The boy blinked at her and gave a slow nod "Might feel a little de-humanising, I guess. If people kept calling me 'human' while also knowing my name I might also get a little frustrated." he shrugged "Or it might not be the case...I don't really know."

Mash stared at him with a thoughtful expression before offering a faint smile "I'm sure you'll get the hang of it, Senpai." she affirmed with a nod of the head "Perhaps it just takes time, like with Quelaag-san."

Ritsuka snorted, offering Mash a half-smile "I think that was more your work than mine, I couldn't even hold a conversation with her without feeling like I was going to pass out." the boy knit his brows together "I don't think I actually spoke with her all that much either, not compared to you and Arash….I don't think Verndari counts."

Mash cringed. She didn't think that would really count as a conversation either, considering all the pair did was fling insults at each other all the time. It was a subject that no one had really had time to broker upon beyond something related to demons and a city but that was it.

"Well...enough about that." Ritsuka dismissed, looking back to Mash with a more enthusiastic expression "So...how's the ocean?"

Mash blinked, that was an odd question for him to ask. How was the ocean? It was a large body of water. She'd seen it when they went near the seaside in France following after Artemis but she hadn't given it much thought at the time. The lilac haired girl turned her head towards the starboard side and gazed out across the horizon. The endless stretch of blue gave her pause.

How was the ocean?

"It's...new." She spoke honestly "Big." was another word, it was a rather on the spot question that she couldn't really answer. She'd never really been actually on the ocean before and she'd recently gotten a lot closer than she was comfortable with.

"Well, we've only been here about an hour." Ritsuka admitted with a minute nod of his head "Probably a little early to ask about opinions…" an amused smile came to his face "Although I think Ash made up his mind pretty quickly."

Mash sent him an odd look "Senpai...Ash-san's first experience with the ocean was almost drowning. I imagine that would make him quite biased towards it."

"First impressions aren't everything." Ritsuka pointed out, spreading his arms wide and giving a small shrug "You met me passed out on the floor."

That earned him a blank stare for a few seconds before Mash's lip twitched upwards and she released a slight giggle "I suppose that is true, Senpai." she then paused and looked around "Where is Ash-san anyway?"

"Over there." Ritsuka pointed towards the stern of the ship "Changed up his outfit. I like it." a smile came over his face "I can actually see his face now rather than speak to a helmet."

Mash followed his finger and easily spotted Ash speaking with Boudica, clearly looking perturbed by something as the Rider made gesturing motions with her hands before she phased into Spirit form and then out of it.

The Shielder would admit that without the helmet, it was quite easy to read Ash's emotions. The Saber servant was staring at Boudica with wide eyes and then down at himself before looking back at her. Mash furrowed her brows at the reaction. It was one of complete discovery, as if he had never seen something like it before and yet as a Servant it was an integral part of himself.

She had known that Ash was still new to being a Servant but she didn't quite know it was this bad.

"See?" Boudica looked at the Saber's reaction with bemusement, the unkindled was staring at her with wide eyes and an expression of shock "It's how we can conserve magical energy so we don't put a strain on our Master."

"Was that what that is?" Ash asked, tilting their head "But...Mash can't do that, though."

Boudica nodded her head "No, she's a Demi-Servant so she's a human with the powers of a Servant. Her body is still physical."

She watched as Ash furrowed his brows, then slowly raised a single finger and moved it towards her shoulder. Boudica continued to stare as he pushed her slightly and then looked at her with a weird expression. The Rider could barely resist laughing at his obvious question, she instead settled for biting her lips and letting our a chortle "N-no...I mean she's still alive. She's not a spirit."

"Oh." Ash nodded his head "Yes...that makes sense."

"Really?"

"...Yes." He gave a single nod, then frowned "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like I'm an idiot." She raised an eyebrow at the choice of words, although she wouldn't go so far as to say he was an idiot. Perhaps ill-informed was the better choice. "Hawkwood looked at me like that too."

"Must not have liked you much then."

"Quite the contrary." Ash shook his head, his lips drawn into a thin line "I don't think he hated anyone...more crestfallen than anything else." he shrugged "He was actually the first other of my kind I met."

"Oh?" She tilted her head "You mean…"

"Yes." Ash nodded "Although his first words to me were to state that we were both equally worthless."

"Charming."

Ash let out a dry snort, turning away from Boudica with a distant look on his face "Yes...but that didn't make him wrong."

"What does that-"

"Land ho!" A shout from the crows nest had both Servants look up to the man, he was pointing out in front of them across the ocean.

"Pirate island?" Ritsuka jogged over to the front of the ship, Mash right next to him as they joined Havel stood there.

"Not...call..ing...it….th...at…." Havel growled out, arms crossed in front of his chest.

"We could just call is the island, then."

"Sc..um's….re...trea...t…."

Ritsuka released a strangled laugh while Mash looked aghast at the rather insulting suggestion, quickly looking around to see if anyone else had managed to catch ear of what the Berserker had said. Fortunately they were all too busy attending to other matters to hear the Berserker.

A small mercy.

"Havel-san." Mash whispered to the Berserker "That's quite rude."

"Hmph."

"We're almost there then?" Ritsuka looked over his shoulder to see his other three Servants approach, although he noticed how Boudica staring at Ash's back with a slightly concerned look about her. He filed that way for later and turned his attention to Archer, the tanned servant having asked the question.

"Yep." Ritsuka nodded to him, throwing a thumb over his shoulder and in the direction of the distant landmass on the horizon "We're close to scu-Pirate island." Mash sent him an unimpressed look for his slight slip. The Master responded with a cringe and a shrug towards her. Fou – still on his shoulder – let out a small 'Kyu' noise and poked his cheek.

"Can I ask a question?" Ash spoke out in an innocent tone of voice, earning the attention of the others "Who's Francis Drake?"

"Um…" Ritsuka blinked at him "He's a famous ship captain, they sailed around the world." he noticed Mash blinked at him "Hey...there are books." he turned away with a slightly sheepish expression "Also the Director told me to familiarise myself with important people from history."

Mash nodded with a pleased expression "That's good, Senpai! It means we won't be caught off-guard." she then looked to Ash "That much."

"I know a little." Ash defended himself "...No actually...I don't." he then corrected with a dejected look on his face "I only know what everyone else considered common knowledge in Lothric...which wasn't actually a lot."

"Don't feel too bad." Ritsuka did his best to comfort the Saber "I don't know that much about History either except the common knowledge stuff. I'm not completely ignorant but don't ask me to detail the collapse of the Roman Empire."

"Which one?" Archer asked with a raised eyebrow and a hint of a smirk on his face.

Ritsuka froze like a deer in the headlights, turning to the Archer with wide eyes "There's more than one?"

"Unfortunately." Boudica scoffed.

Ash looked at the woman, tilting his head "Do you have some issue with Romans?" he pursed his lips "I know Emperor Nero was rather...eccentric, but she'd did not seem that bad."

Boudica's expression turned ugly "I know you aren't all that aware, but the Roman empire was-" she then paused and frowned "She?"

"Yes."

"Nero...was a she?"

"She was." Ritsuka nodded, then grimaced "Don't know why she kept flashing her panties though."

"I think she said she was allowing us to see, Senpai." Mash corrected "Although the Director has told me to warn her if she is ever summoned."

Ritsuka snorted "I can imagine, I think she was happy she was never left alone with the Emperor."

Boudica narrowed her eyes "Why?"

"Nero was…" Ash struggled to find the right words "...Very open with her intentions." her look of confusion remained "And her physical interests."

The look of confusion vanished and was replaced with a suspicious expression "She didn't accept, did she?"

Ash shook his head "No...I believe Olga was quite put off by the request."

"Hmph...well...good." Boudica nodded to herself, lips drawn into a thin line "No good comes from consorting with Romans...still...a woman?"

"You get used to it." Archer offered from where he was standing, a resigned look on his face before turning down to the Rider "Also did History not portray Sir Gareth as a man?"

"Hey!" Boudica frowned "I was surprised by that as well...but I have a soft spot for Britons, alright?" she then allowed a smile to come to her face "I've also grown rather fond of the little Knight...it means if I ever see Lancelot I shall give him quite the stern talking too."

"Good." Mash nodded her head, then paused at the looks she received "That was odd...I don't know why I said that, Senpai."

Ritsuka blinked at her once before he shrugged "Well...I'm sure it's probably not that important."

Archer regarded him with a deadpan expression, as if he was missing something incredibly important before he released a small scoff.

The Master turned away from the Shielder and looked back towards the island "Still...get to meet Francis Drake, this will be pretty exciting."

"Hmph." Havel grunted dismissively "Alrea...dy….navi...gate..d…..world…" he remarked, Ritsuka turned his head towards the Berserker with an interested look on his face.

"Really? Was exploration more important when you were alive?"

"Dra..gons…..all...over...world…" Havel growled out "Had...to...go...ever..y...where….to….kill….them…"

"...Oh." Ritsuka quietly replied "Alright then." he remained silent for a few more moments before his eyes flickered over to the Berserker again with a minute frown "You tried wiped out all the dragons from the face of your world?"

"Yes...tri..ed…." The Berserker darkly replied, a tinge of frustration in their voice "Didn't….get..all….and...not...one….I...wan...ted….to….get….mos...t…"

Havel's rather dour comment had put the mood into the ground, the group remaining in an awkward silence as they approached land. As they got closer, Archer was able to make out a port town built into the crook of the island, two different peers extending off of it with a small town consisting over half a dozen buildings present.

"Should probably call Chaldea again." Ritsuka muttered to himself as he pressed the communicator on "Roman?"

"Hm?" The screen popped up with the Doctor at his station with a bowl of noodles in his lap, the Doctor hastily chewed his latest mouthful and swallowed very loudly, placing the bowl to one side and just out of shot before wiping his face down with a Napkin "A-ah. Fujimaru-kun. You're almost there?"

"Yes." Ritsuka nodded, then flashed the Doctor an amused smile "Are you allowed to eat in the control room?"

"What the Director knows can't hurt me." Romani replied with a sheepish smile.

"That's no good." Boudica piped up from behind Ritsuka, a disapproving expression on their face "You should be more sensible where you eat, what if you spill it on something important?"

"W-well...I…" Roman paused and slumped in his chair "Sorry, Miss."

"Good." Boudica nodded "And you won't do it again?"

"No...I won't eat noodles in the command room again." Boudica held a pleased look on her face as she browbeat the Doctor into submission, much to the amusement of everyone else around him.

"Romani!" Kerry's voice called out across the control room "Don't let Da Vinci hear that another woman has you whipped!"

Roman sputtered in shock, eyes wide and slight hint of redness on his cheeks from embarrassment "I-I am not-" he sighed "Nevermind…" grumbling to himself in a defeated tone of voice, he turned his attention back to the Master "Anyway, you're almost at Pirate Island?"

"Yeah." Ritsuka nodded "Figured it would be best to call you." he paused and furrowed his brows "Is the Director not there?"

"She went to get some of Siegward's coffee." Roman offered, then frowned and looked towards Ash "That Estus stuff isn't addictive, is it?"

Ash blinked at the man "Not to my knowledge."

"Huh." Roman blinked "I suppose it does taste nice…" shrugging, the Doctor dismissed the idea with a small hum "Anyway, you're off to meet Francis Drake then?"

"Yep." Ritsuka nodded, a slightly excited look on his face "Get to meet a real famous Pirate...kind of."

"Privateer." Romani corrected "Whenever they worked for the Crown - which Francis Drake usually did – they'd refer to them as privateer's. More socially acceptable than saying you hire pirates."

"Fair enough." Ritsuka acknowledged "I can see why there might be a slight issue." he sighed "Either we'll get some clues about this Singularity, or we won't."

"The chances of not finding clues with Francis Drake about are slim." Roman shook his head "Remember in France and Rome? Both of those were tied towards important and living individuals. The France Singularity took place only days after Jeanne's execution and Rome still had the living Nero."

"When you put it like that, yeah." Ritsuka nodded "I can see why Drake would be at the centre of whatever is going on here...or close to it anyway."

The ship came into dock as Bombe moved down the deck towards the railings, the crewmembers carrying a ramp behind him. The men through the large plank of wood over the side of the ship and onto the peer, mounting it on the railings, Bombe gave a single nod and turned back to find Havel looming over him.

"W-well...um...Sir." The man swallowed "We're here."

"…" Havel stared down at Bombe before looking over him, marching past him and stepping onto the ramp. Wood creaked loudly as the full weight of the Berserker fell on it, Havel remained stationary with only one leg on the ramp for a few moments before he lifted himself up and placed a second leg onto it. The wood creaked again and began to buckle under the weight, when nothing happened after a few seconds the stone armoured Berserker marched down the ramp and onto the peer.

"Thanks again." Ritsuka nodded to Bombe as he passed the man, Bombe gave him a wry smile.

"Thanks for not killin' us." He replied, causing Ritsuka to let out a nervous laugh before he descended onto the peer, swiftly followed by Mash and the other Servants. The group walked along the peer, as they approached the town they noticed a figure sat on the edge of the peer, their body hidden away by a dark brown cloak covering their form.

The Servants paused and stared at the man with a certain tenseness about them.

"Senpai." Mash grabbed Ritsuka's shoulder, pulling him back behind the safety of her shield as she stared at the man "That person there...They're a Servant."

"Servant?" The voice spoke out in a soft tone, a hint of amusement present before the cloaked figure let out a hollow chuckle "Yes...Servant...a fitting name for one such as I. However you may continue on, I mean you no harm and provided you have no ill-intent, I will not bar your way."

"We don't want to cause trouble." Ritsuka assured the man. The cloaked figure stared at them before nodding their head once.

Mash looked at the figure with narrowed eyes "Are you aware of the situation?"

"Perhaps, although I am not one for knowing much." The man replied with a hollow chuckle "But if it is answers you seek..." a heavy sigh passed their lips "I doubt I have them." a hand lifted from underneath the cloak to reveal a heavy leather glove, a finger pointed straight towards the largest building at the far end of the town where the forms of most of the pirates were gathered around "Answers to be sought are found there."

Ash narrowed his eyes "Who are you?"

"My name? It is not one of worth." The man replied, their darkned hood nodded towards the village "But if you would call me something, for now Saber is enough."

Havel grunted, moving past the cloaked man without a second thought and towards the town, the other Servants were far more hesitant to pass the man by, all still being wary to keep between him and the Master.

"Wait...You" Ash paused as the hood turned towards him "You're an undead, yes?"

"Unkindled." Ash admitted with a frown "You are aware of my kind?"

"Unkindled?" The man hummed in response "No, I have not heard of that term before. Perhaps it was a mistake on my part, forgive my interruption."

Ash stared at him in silence, their brows furrowed slightly "What do you-"

"Ash-san!" Mash called out to him, the unkindled turned to the Shielder "Come on!"

Ash pursed their lips, giving the cloaked man one final glance before continuing on their walk to join the others.

"An odd man." Ash remarked as he caught up with the other Servants. Archer raised an eyebrow at the unkindled and then looked towards the cloaked man, still on the peer, before returning his attention to the Saber.

"Odd or not, it is best we keep an eye on him."

"In case he is not as truthful as he claims to be?" Ash surmised and then nodded his head "It is best, I've known of those who are not all they claim to be."

"Hmm." Archer hummed, turning his attention back to the head of the group.

Havel paused as a man came barrelling out of the front of the building, face bruised and bloodied, they crashed into the ground to the cheers of all those around them.

Ritsuka and Mash came to a stop next to Havel, staring down at the unconscious man with similar looks of bewilderment before their heads swivelled around to survey their surroundings "Is this normal?"

"Most likely." Boudica hummed as she came to a half next to Ritsuka, releasing a nostalgic sigh "Most of the Iceni were quite rowdy like this as well, although there is going to be someone in charge of them otherwise they'd spend all their time fighting."

Ash looked at the back of her head and raised an eyebrow "Is that spoken from experience?"

"Yep." Boudica nodded, looking over her shoulder to the Saber and giving him a faint smile "Quite a lot of it too. If I were to hazard a guess I'd say that Francis Drake is the man who's in charge."

"I think Rider-san is right, Senpai." Mash looked to Ritsuka with a firm look "Bombe-san did mention that Francis Drake was considered the boss, so it is possible they hold one of the highest positions in...this place?"

"Was..ters.…" Havel growled, arms crossed in front of his chest, his helmet turning in the direction of a man with his head hanging over a barrel and retching into it "...Scum…"

"There's no need to be rude." Boudica chided the Berserker, crossing her arms and fixing him with a challenging look "Just because they might not have the kind of discipline you want-"

A gunshot went off, soon followed by a splash of a body hitting the water.

Boudica remained silent with her mouth slightly ajar before it slowly worked its way shut.

"D-did someone just get shot?" Ritsuka looked around with a hint of shock on his face "I-is that bad?"

"Um…" Roman's slightly nervous voice answered in response "I can't tell...It might be. Depends on who got shot."

"Probably best to ignore it." Ash shrugged his shoulders, looking around at the gathering "Although…" his lips thinned "Are gatherings normally this violent?"

"Depends on where you are." Archer spoke in a disinterested tone of voice, his eyes slightly narrowed as they swept around "Although this is nothing too out of the ordinary, especially for these type of people."

"I see." Ash nodded his head "Hmm…"

"First time seeing this?"

"It's...unusual." Ash admitted, furrowing his brows "If you held a disagreement with someone and it came to blows the end result was usually their death." the Saber watched as a man took a punch to the face only to burst out laughing along with his attack, soon frowning at the display and looking back to Archer with what almost looked like a childish innocence "I don't understand."

"It's how some people are." Archer shrugged "Although you would most certainly find places that conform to that type of logic, that and your apparent ability to return from the dead makes it more of a hindrance, I would imagine."

"Perhaps." Ash allowed "Still...is this really what people are like?"

"Disappointed?"

"I…" Ash pursed their lips "I don't know."

"Hm." Archer looked away "Well...its not going to change that much."

Ash stared at the Archer for a few moments more before his gaze fell back onto the pirates, either drinking or brawling on the street with little regard for their appearance. It was surreal to him. There had been little interaction with actual people in France and in Rome he had spent most of his time amongst the other Servants or within the Palace.

The unkindled shook their head, there were more pressing concerns right now. Such as finding this Francis Drake.

"Do we just…" Ritsuka scratched the back of his neck "Walk up to someone and ask if they've seen Francis Drake?"

"I don't know, Senpai." Mash frowned "Some of these people look quite...rough."

"It's an acquired taste, Mash." Boudica reassured the girl with a pat on the shoulder and a faint smile "Not everyone can look at this kind of behaviour and see it as normal."

"Is that so?" Mash blinked at the Rider before her brows knit together "It seems a little different from other places we've been…"

"That's just how people are." Boudica shrugged "They change wherever you go." then paused "Although...perhaps they remain the same in that they're still just people."

"That's quite a nice sentiment." The Servants tensed and span around to face the new voice, Havel was the lethargic when it came to a reaction "I see, this woman has a reasonable outlook." the man was plainly dressed, a simple tunic with short curly lime green hair atop his head and an easy going smile on his face. "Although I suppose it would be remiss of me to leave such a pair of beautiful women alone while they look to be searching for something."

"Senpai!" Mash jumped in front of Ritsuka "Servant-"

"Whoa!" The man raised his hands, showing himself to be unarmed "I might be a Servant, but I'm not your enemy."

"And you assume we'd just trust you?" Archer raised an incredulous eyebrow, his hands flexing to already grip swords which weren't there. The mysterious Servant maintained his composure in the face of the rather obvious suspicion.

"Well...If I told you I was an Archer, would that make you all trust me a little more?" He offered, tilting his head slightly before his eyes rested on Ritsuka "You're the Master here, so its you're call. Although I'm not here to fight you."

"You mean like the Servant by the peer?" Ritsuka asked, the other Archer stared at him before blinking in comprehension and chuckling.

"Yes, although he likes to keep to himself." He replied in a carefree tone "Not a bad man to converse with but a little heavy at times. I assume you spoke with him as well then?"

"Yeah." Ritsuka nodded, still fixing the green haired Archer with slightly apprehensive look "He said we'd find answers here-"

"But whether or not they're the answers to your questions is another matter?" The man replied with a slight smile "Yes, that does sound like the type of cryptic advice he would give-"

"Help...or...no…?" Havel cut him off with a grumble, turning their full attention to the man. The Archer blinked and looked the Berserker up and down.

"Wow...You remind me a little of a certain Goliath man I knew." He chuckled at his own joke, much to the confusion of the other Servants "Anyway, yes I can take you to the person in charge if you really are looking for someone."

"We are." Ritsuka nodded "Francis Drake?"

"Well, they are the only person worth looking for here." the Archer admitted with a wry smile "I can lead you to them."

The Master bit their lip in thought "Roman? What do you think?"

"…"

"Roman?" Ritsuka asked again, looking down at his communicator on his wrist when he got no answer "Think we should follow him?"

"H-huh?" Roman's voice sounded out "….Yeah." he went on, voice tinged with something "I'd recommend following him. If nothing else, he might also be a Servant summoned by the Grail."

"There, you see?" The Archer chuckled, pointing his hand towards the voice "Sounds like someone is wise!"

"It's not wisdom if there are no other options." Roman shot back flatly "Fujimaru-kun, you should be careful around this one. He seems to be of the careless sort."

Ritsuka snorted "Like you then?"

"Yeah, yeah." Roman sighed "I might not always be on top of the situation but at least I'm trying."

"I appreciate it Doctor." Mash reassured the man.

"I'm a little jealous of you now." The Archer crossed his arms "You have a cute girl giving you her support."

"Not like that you womaniser!" Roman shouted out in exasperation, only for the Archer to let out an amused laugh in response and turn away from them. He soon began moving towards the largest building in the port town.

"This way, I'll lead you to the Captain."

The group followed after the man as he casually walked through the port, the bizarre collection of individuals barely turned a few heads in their direction – and those that were often stared at Boudica – as most were content to sit back and drink or speak. Ritsuka could say without a shadow of a doubt that it was certainly a lively place and most definitely lived up to what he imagined pirates would be like.

"Rowdy bunch, aren't they?" Boudica commented with a faint smile, the Archer leading them chuckled in response.

"Well, they are but I suppose you could say its part of their charm." Looking over his shoulder, he maintained a cool expression on his face as he spoke with Boudica in a knowing tone "Although you don't seem too put off by their appearances."

"It isn't that bad when you've dealt with rowdier." Boudica rolled her eyes earning another light chuckle from the Archer.

"I suppose that might be true Abis-" He cut himself off, biting his lip "Oops, nearly tripped over myself there. Quite unfortunate." looking away from Boudica, he turned his attention to Havel "So what of you my large friend? Seen places like this?"

"Ye..s…" Havel grunted dismissively "Ta..ver..ns…...was..ters…."

The Archer raised an eyebrow at him "I suppose it could be said they aren't the most productive but I wouldn't call them wasters." the man gestured his hands around himself and to the crowd "They live to fulfil their own desires, in that regard I would say that they are – in fact – quite productive in a spiritual sense."

"So you just think drinking and fighting all day is a productive spiritually?" Roman's incredulous voice came through the communicator, at this point both Mash and Ritsuka were staring at each other in bewilderment at how much Roman was speaking to this one Servant "No matter how you look at it they're just-"

"Having fun." Archer shrugged "Can't exactly fault them for that, can I? Sometimes it is a simple life that is the most rewarding." he paused before a warm smile came to his face and his voice filled with a softness "But that doesn't mean you can't have ambitions. After all, how can you expect to attract beautiful women if you don't do something grand?"

"...I have no words." Roman sighed "He's your problem Fujimaru-kun."

Havel, however, paused and fixed the Archer with a look "You...live...sim..ple….life?"

"Ah." The Archer blinked, then grew an amused smile "That would be telling, no?"

"Hm...seem…" Havel tilted his head "Like...some...cle...ric...s…."

"Really?" The man hummed "I suppose you have experience with those of God?"

"Bis..hop…" Havel continued on his walk "On..ce…"

"Once?" The man slowed his pace to keep stride with the Berserker, a small frown on his face "Did you lose faith?"

"Hmph." Havel scoffed "Ever..y...one..lost….fai...th...in...me….so...I...lost...fait..h..in...them."

"Faith isn't faith because it is an easy path." The Archer offered "But perhaps you went through a time of turbulence, it happens to all of us. Acts committed that we regret that make us question our faith in others and perhaps ourselves most of all."

Havel looked down at the man, the Archer continued on "I won't say you were right or wrong in losing faith, but perhaps you don't need me to."

"...Not...mag..e..ar...e….you?" Havel grunted out, the Archer blinked and shook his head.

"No." A chuckle escaped his lips "No, I'm afraid I'm not much of a caster of spells. In fact when I was born, you couldn't really find so many that could do such things."

"Hmm…" Havel hummed in response, a deep rumbling that sounded much like a growl as their helmet turned away from the Archer "...Good."

"Not a fan of Mages then?"

"No." Havel answered immediately, the Archer raised an eyebrow and pointedly looked over his shoulder towards Ritsuka.

"A small conundrum, no?"

"Ye...s…" Havel distantly answered, the man offered him a wide smile in response.

"And yet you seem to give him a chance!" The Archer cheerfully replied "Perhaps you are not devoid of all your faith just yet?"

"Hmph." A derisive grunt escaped the Berserker "If...he...fails...he...dies…"

The hearty expression on the Archer faltered before it dropped and was replaced by a tired smile "Does he know that?"

"Yes."

"Hmmmm." Releasing a hum, the Archer picked up his pace "That is quite telling that he would work with a man who would kill him, isn't it?"

Havel remained silent in the face of the question.

"Well, not for me to say." He shrugged "It is between the two of you."

"What a strange pair." Boudica commented absently as she watched the Archer and Havel converse ahead of them "Is it me or does he seem...relaxed?" she pointed out, gesturing to Havel whose stomping had subsisted into merely heavy footsteps. Ritsuka slowly nodded his head in response.

"Maybe its because he's an Archer?" He guessed with a small shrug "Although…"

"He didn't seem to make friends with any of the other Servants in Chaldea." Mash pointed out with a curious expression "Perhaps they have compatible personalities?"

A snort sounded out from Ritsuka's communicator, the Master stared down at it with a befuddled expression.

"I very much doubt those two have much in common." Roman's disbelieving voice sounded out "That Archer has the feel of a womaniser with delusions." there was a brief pause before the Doctor continued on "Havel seems like the kind of guy that would dislike that...but I suppose we don't know Archer's true name so there might be more to him than we're seeing."

"That's pretty strong reaction." Ritsuka pointed out "Normally you'll sing the praises of the Heroic Spirits before they just insult you."

"You make me sound like a victim when you phrase it like that." Roman whined "But I suppose that isn't inaccurate...well." a sigh escaped his lips "I guess you could say I can just tell with this guy."

"...Fair enough." Ritsuka replied with a shrug "To be fair, I think his words were to offer us help and then flirt with Mash and Rider."

"See?" Roman huffed "Still...better than having no help, I guess."

"If I didn't know better, I'd say you were feeling a little annoyed he made that comment about Mash." Boudica wryly pointed out "Not that I don't blame you, I suppose any guardian would feel a little dubious when a man openly flirts with their child."

"I wouldn't describe the Doctor like that." Mash replied instantly, then winced "Sorry, Doctor-"

"No, no." Roman chuckled "That's about right. I probably wouldn't describe it like that anyway."

"If you're done." The Archer called back to them as they came to a halt "We're here." he gestured to the large building in front of them with saloon doors at the front, sounds of merriment could be heard from inside "I'll get the Captain now, I'll be back in a moment." the man quickly jogged up the steps and then pushed the doors open, disappearing into the building.

"Does this seem easy to anyone else?" Ash asked, looking towards Ritsuka "Because it seems to be far simpler than previous engagements."

"Oh, I'm fully expecting something to go wrong here." Ritsuka replied back without missing a beat "But I am hoping that I'm just spoiled by the previous Singularities." giving a hopeful smile to the Saber "They can't all be disastrous, right?"

"Was France that bad?" Roman's voice called out, slightly puzzled.

"Before or after we started a fight with the French soldiers and you thought telling jokes was a good ice-breaker?"

"Ah, nevermind." Roman gave a wry chuckle "...Oh no, they really have all started horribly, haven't they?"

"What has?" The Director's muffled voice came through the communicator "What's happened?"

"So far? Nothing." Roman replied.

"We've encountered two Servants." Mash answered the woman.

"Nothing?" Olga let out a sigh "Nevermind, encountered? Not fought?"

"No." Mash shook her head "We spoke briefly with the Saber servant, who directed us towards a gathering of pirates and then we encountered an Archer servant who said they would lead up to Francis Drake."

"Hmm." Olga let out a dubious noise in response "This seems far too simple compared to previous engagements, prepare yourselves for the worst just in case."

Ritsuka looked around with an expression of vindication. Then he realised what he had just been vindicated on and the expression turned strained.

"What can we expect from this Drake?" Ash asked, tilting their head.

"Resident Da Vinci-chan can answer that!~" The Genius voice crackled through the communicator "They navigated the world during an era where such a feat was said to be impossible, it wouldn't be a stretch to say they might have the 'Pioneer of the Stars' skill if they were a Servant. Much like myself, which is quite telling for their achievement."

"Its amazing how you can somehow praise yourself while praising someone else." Roman muttered.

"Anyhow-" Da Vinci continued on, completely uncaring for the interruption "For their personality? Well, you're still dealing with what could be described as a pirate so it would be best that you tread carefully when around him. That and if they are affiliated with Servants, then it might be best not to try and insult him that greatly."

"Don't get on Drake's bad side while we're here." Ritsuka nodded "...And quiz them for information."

"Pretty much." Da Vinci affirmed in an amused tone of voice "Is sounds so simple, right?"

"Yeah...simple." Ritsuka snorted "With my luck-"

"-ell do they want with me?" A gruff – and very feminine voice – grumbled out through the entrance, the saloon doors soon swung open as a figure stepped into the light. "Who is-Ah!" then hissed and covered their eyes with their free hand – the other holding a mug of beer – as the sun blasted them in the face "The...shit…." the woman rubbed her face, blinking repeatedly before turning her attention to the group of servants in front of her "Ah? Who the hell are you guys?"

"They're the ones who wanted to speak with you." The Archer informed her as he stepped out from behind them woman, his face set in one of bemusement at the reactions.

"Huh?" Blinking, the woman let out a small groan "Oh right, yeah...Who're you then?"

"We're...um...Huh?" Ritsuka stared at her and then looked to the Archer "I thought you were getting Francis Drake?"

"I did." The Archer replied with a nod "This is them."

Ritsuka took another look at the woman. With long crimson pink hair messily flowing down from underneath her bicorne hate, brilliant blue eyes stared at them with a large scar running down her face just to the left of her nose. Running around her neck was a leather choker collar and covering her body – to some extent – was a long red coat with the sleeves cut off covering her with the buttons opened up at the front to unveil the cleavage of her rather large assets, white trousers and dark brown leather boots.

Ritsuka blinked at her repeatedly before they pinched the bridge of their nose, Mash was still gaping at them in obvious surprise if her bug eyes were any indication.

"I'm confused." Ash looked around "I thought Francis Drake was a man?"

"Huh? The hell you say?" The woman growled, eyes narrowed with an unimpressed look on her face "You wanna die?"

Ash blinked and furrowed his brows at the woman "Do you want to try your luck?"

"Ha!" A fearsome grin game to her face "Well, if its an ass whooping you're after-"

"Wait, wait!" Ritsuka held up his hands "No one wants to fight!" he turned just in time to see Havel shoulder his large club, the Berserker sensed the look and turned his head slightly to see the Master staring at him with a pleading expression "No violence. We're only here to talk."

The Berserker stared at him for a few seconds before their shoulders relaxed and they looked away. Ritsuka released a breath and turned back to the woman "So just to confirm, you are Francis Drake?"

"Who else would I be?" The woman scowled "So...you haven't answered my question. Who're you supposed to be?"

"W-we're from Chaldea." Mash answered, still slightly taken aback by the sudden appearance "We're here to fix some issues you may be aware of."

"Chaldea?" Drake squinted her eyes "Star watchers? What problems bring you lot out here then and what's it to do with me?"

"Huh." Roman blinked as he stared at his screen "To think that Francis Drake knows about the origins of Chaldea."

"That's some weird instinct." Kerry shrugged "Someone who has been dead for hundreds of years knows more about Chaldea's origins that me...is that good or bad?"

"I don't think that's more important than finding out that History has once again managed to inaccurately record someone as important as Francis Drake's gender." Meuniere pointed out with his eyebrows raised "Is it me, or does that seem to be happening a lot?"

"Well, King Arthur and Sir Gareth apparently disguised themselves." Maxwell countered "So I wouldn't say its weird."

"She's not making much an effort to hide it though." Kerry shrugged "Just seems weird."

"Its also irrelevant." Olga huffed, taking another sip of her coffee "The peculiarities of Francis Drake being mis-gendered aside, that doesn't detract from our objective in the least in getting information." although she would privately admit that she was also finding it surreal that so many famous figures were quickly turning out to be the genders opposite to what they were ascribed.

"As I'm sure you're aware, the ocean is wrong." Mash said in a serious tone "The oceans that you sailed and the Ocean we are upon are not the same."

Drake stared at her with a blank expression before shrugging "Yeah...you're right about that. I know enough about the ocean to understand that these are strange seas."

"Right?" Ritsuka nodded "Which is why we're here to solve the problem-"

"Ah." Drake cut him off, taking a loud swig of her beer with a slurp "You got it wrong, I don't mean strange in a bad way." she gestured around the town with a wave of her hand "There's no other world that could possibly be as fun as this! Ain't that right men?"

The cheers sounded out amongst the pirates who were paying attention.

However, there was one thing that Archer paid particular attention to. Up until this point, Ash's face had been on of innocent confusion, however as soon as Drake had started speaking it had quickly frozen over into one of cold indifference.

His eyes entirely fixed on the person in front of him.

"H-huh?" Mash almost face faulted "What do you mean?"

"Well." Drake grinned "We live for freedom! So out here we can do what we want!" her smile turned shark like "So we're gonna steal everything we can from this ocean!"

"W-wait!" Ritsuka sputtered "If we don't fix this ocean then the whole world is in danger!"

Drake stared at him and raised an eyebrow "So?" she shrugged "Why do you think bringing up the fate of the world would matter to a pirate?"

Ash's eyes lost any sense of emotion.

"But-"

"You would doom this world for your own desire?" Ash spoke up, his voice flat and toneless "So you could live your ideal life you would condemn an entire world...just for yourself?"

Drake looked at the Unkindled with squinted eyes "You have the feel of someone who's pretty new to desires...bet you've never really had one of your own." she frowned "Hope I'm wrong because that's quite sad." shrugging, she took another drink of her beer "That's how people are. They're greedy." she smiled "Can't be a pirate if you ain't greedy."

Ash stared at her with an unchanging expression before they looked down "Is this how greedy people look to you, Patches?" he muttered out in a low tone before releasing a heavy sigh and looking up "You're insane."

Ritsuka released a strangled noise.

"Well...that's a little rude." Drake frowned "I'm not that crazy."

"No." Ash shook his head "You are...if not for the fact you still speak I would accuse you of being a Hollow." Havel's head slowly turned to the Saber and then to the woman, only he garnered the full implication of the sentence.

He and Archer, who was now tensing himself behind Ash. The tanned servant looked to Ritsuka and then to the Saber in a meaningful way.

"Ash…" Ritsuka stepped towards the Servant "We're not here to fight, we're only here to-"

"Geez." Drake released a huff of air "You're doing a lot of talking with that murderous look you've got in your eyes."

Ash rolled his jaw "How important is she to your History?"

"Very, Ash-san." Mash answered immediately and with a growing worry present on her face "She's very important."

"So no trying to kill her." Boudica carried on "Even if she does sound a little selfish, its to be expected for someone to try and make the most of their situation." she grimaced "Especially a pirate."

"She gets it." Drake waved a hand over to Boudica "You should try being selfish once in a while, its great!"

"Hang on a moment!" Ritsuka pleaded to the pirate "If we could just talk about this, I'm sure you'd understand that-"

"Annoyed now." Drake let out a heavy sigh, the space behind her warped with a golden colouration before the form of a cannon appeared just over her shoulder.

"...eh?" Ritsuka blinked before the cannon fired at him, Mash darted in front of him and phased her shield into existence. The cannon ball slammed into it with the subsequent explosion obscuring the two from view as the other Servants jumped away from the blast.

Ash's hand instantly went to the greatsword on his back, pulling it free from his back and spinning clockwise while swinging the blade. The darkened steel screamed as wind span around it in a small tornado before the Saber swung the sword in a backhanded strike and sent a ball of wind shooting towards Drake.

The Archer who was behind her tackled the woman to the ground as the projectile slammed into the building behind her, shredding the wood and blasting a hole in the front of the building.

"Oh shit!" Drake let out a surprised curse "Didn't think you'd throw storms at me!"

"That was rather aggressive, Captain." The Archer wryly remarked as he quickly pulled the woman to her feet and moved in front of her, shepherds staff manifesting in his left hand while a sling dropped down from his right. The green haired man looked between the five Servants in front of him with a mild grimace "Although I can't help but question its necessity."

"Kid was getting annoying." Drake grumbled as she dusted herself down "Wasn't going to leave me alone so I figured I'd try and shut him up."

"Where the heck did that cannon come from?" Ritsuka's voice cried out through the smoke, the shape of the two came back into view "I thought Francis Drake was supposed to still be alive?"

"Hey!" Drake scowled "I am alive! The heck is that supposed to mean?"

"Fujimaru-kun...the readings aren't lying." Romani's voice came through "She's definitely human, but this magical presence she's exuding…"

"Being in possession of the Holy Grail is the only answer." Olga followed up with an anxious tinge in her voice.

"She has the Grail!?" Ritsuka's voice came out in a strangled gasp.

"Grail?" Drake tilted her head "Ah, that treasure Archer was talking about. So you're after that, huh?" she sent Ash a smirk "Sounds pretty greedy to me!"

"So what do we-"

"You'll have to defeat her and recover the Grail." Olga answered him "However...she is still important to human history, so you cannot kill her!"

"W-well, we've got five Servants on one." Ritsuka pointed out "I-it can't be that hard."

"I'm afraid to say you have miscounted." The voice of the Saber from the docks sounded out behind him, the Master span around to see the man's cloak fluttering in the wind as they faced them "Despite my reluctance to do you harm, I do owe the Captain a debt." they began to walk towards them.

"A debt?" Ash turned to the man.

"Indeed. They aided me when I had most need of it." They answered "It would be wrong of me not to repay their efforts." the cloak fell away, revealing a set of steel armour, the left arm being more heavily covered than the right with large pauldron across the shoulder. Deep blue fabric lined with gold thread covered their chest piece. Their left hand manifested a kite shield with a blue colouration to it, a golden pattern was emboldened on the front while they drew a simple sword from their scabbard.

"Armour of Astora?" Ash blinked in surprise "A knight or one who merely wore the armour."

"A Knight." They answered "Although it is not as though I have committed great deeds of renown."

"Well then!" Drake's hands went to her flintlocks "Whether in victory or defeat...looks like its gonna be a show either way!"

AN: If it ain't obvious, its Oscar of Astora. Also Ash immediately dislikes Drake, fun times.

Anyway, New Servant.

Also I should probably specific Ash's current load out.

Helmet – None

Chest piece – Mirrah chain

Arms – Mirrah chain

Legs – Iron leggings

For Stormruler, just see Siegward stat sheet and that'll give you an idea of the weapon.

Anyway.

Oscar stats!

Oscar of Astora

Servant: Saber

Strength: D

Endurance: D

Agility: C

Mana: D

Luck: E

Noble Phantasm: D

'Hope in my Heart': D (Anti-Unit) Max Target: 1, Max Range: 1

Is triggered upon his death, he who put the Chosen Undead on the path which was lead to their quest.

He strengths the power of his ally for a period of time.

Class Skills

Riding: E

Magic Resistance: D

Personal Skills:

Hero Creation: D

Battle Continuation: D

Minimum level for an Undead to hold.

Mystic Slayer: D

Summoning.

"Servant, Saber. I am Oscar, a Knight of Astora. I am sorry to say I won't be much good but if you'll have me, I'll do my best."

Dialogue 1

"Free time? I admit, I had not considered much of it. Although I was partial to fishing once."

Dialogue 2

"My family used to own small fishery when I was younger. I would spend the summer days with my father helping him with the trade before I became a Knight...I wonder what became of it."

Dialogue 3

"A relationship between Servants and Masters? Hmm...That is an odd thing to ask. Before I became undead, I would have a Knight Captain give me orders, I assume it is much the same but forgive me if I am mistaken."

Dialogue 4 (If you have Chosen Undead)

"Ah, so they are here. That is good...its good...They fulfilled the quest. Although...perhaps...nevermind. I probably wouldn't have been able to do it anyway...but one wonders what might have happened."

Dialogue 5 (If you have Knights of the Round Table)

"True Knights, unfaltering and but even they can fail...Hm? It is not an insult against them but perhaps some small comfort that even the greatest can stumble. No, that is a cold thought of mine."

Dialogue 6 (If you have Anri of Astora)

"Another Knight of Astora? Fair tidings to you, Sister Knight. I hear you fulfilled your duty, that is joyous news to hear."

Dialogue 7 (If you have Solaire of Astora)

"A Knight of the Sunlight Covenant? Yes, I know of them. Their presence is well known in Astora, men of valour and worth. If he has raised his sword in your name, then you have good tidings about you."

Dialogue 8 (If you have Gwyndolin)

"Thou who art undead, art chosen. In thine exodus from the undead asylum, maketh pilgramage to the Land of ancient Lords. When thou ringeth the Bell of Awakening, the fate of the undead thou shalt know...I suppose it was spoken truly, the fate of the undead was made known...I...Sorry."

Dialogue 9 (If you have Divine Spirits)

"Lords? I had never dared to believe I would be able to walk amongst their ilk, it is truly quite the surprise..."

Dialogue 10 (If you have Mata Hari)

"A wish for a fate she cannot obtain...Hmm...Perhaps I know something of that. There are worse wishes for one to have. If nothing else Lady Hari, I shall believe in your wish whole heartedly. Although I am a fourth-rate Knight, there are likely better champions to be had."

Likes

"What I like? I enjoyed fishing, there was always some enjoyment to be found in the rivers."

Hates

"Something I hate...I suppose I would say I dislike that I could not realise my own quest. Regrettable as it was."

Wish for the Holy Grail

"Wish? I would very much like another chance. If only this time...I could change the outcome. Perhaps that is quite selfish of me...but I would rather not be fateless."

Bond Level 1

"I admit, I am not the best knight around but I shall do my best to aid you."

Blond Level 2

"It is surprising you find use for me, even amongst your other champions. However, I shall not complain too greatly. To be useful is...nevermind, my thoughts got away from me."

Blond Level 3

"Another adventure awaits us, I assume? Perhaps I must be doing something right that you frequent me for aid."

Bond Level 4

"It is a strange thing...I am not someone of great worth but you have found use for me regardless. I...I have a quest I have a chance of completing this time. I can only hope that I do not stumble."

Bond Level 5

"I thank you, truly. You have allowed me this opportunity to redeem myself. Oscar of Astora will forever be in your debt."

Birthday

"Your birthday? I wish you many blessings."

During an Event

"It had been long since I heard the sounds of merriment, let us be on our way."

1st Ascension

"Hm? I was not expecting this but I shall make the most of it."

2nd Ascension

"Again? If this Knight can be of use to you, then I shall commit myself to doing my best."

3rd Ascension

"I am a fourth-rate Knight, I only want you to understand this before you continue. There are better Knights to be had."

4th Ascension

"You have placed a great deal of faith in me. Hahaha...in truth, I am quite envious of your confidence in me. However, I shall do my best to repay this kindness you have shown me."