A/n: Welcome back my dearest readers! PsychoJack is back with another chapter of the raunchy and action hybrid tale of Holy Nail War. It seems that Honda has utilized an unforeseen strategy to push back the ongoing invading force along with Silva the Poisonmancer. Alliances are already falling apart with Silva now forced to prove herself worthy of the trust of her mysterious partner. Unfortunately she has now found herself within Honda's sights. It is open war for these two masters, only one way to see what happens next!

Reminder: Honda's Mission Objectives!

A.) Defeat the skeleton legion!

B.) Do not let them reach the lever! (FAILED)

C.) Protect your homunculi waifus! (SO FAR SO GOOD)

Bonus Objectives:

-Slay 100 skeleton troops personally without the use of Ebony. (13/100)

-Use the Grimoire 3 times. (1/3)

-Defeat Silva in a one on one match! (IN PROGRESS!)

There Honda the Warlock stood alongside the powerful servants that consisted of Saber and Mordred, the legendary Knights of Camelot serving as his personal bodyguards for this climactic finish. The moon lit behind the tower, leaving a sharp contrast of shadows that lit their current battlefield in a prevalent wash of lunar rays. Though outnumbered two to one Honda's force consisted of the entire armament that was Hassan of the Hundred faces each one of them ready with a blade and their servant powered agility to guide their shadowed movements.

Even now one Hassan with bulkier muscles than the other incarnations flexed and goaded a skeletal warrior to come forth and face his end, making a silent neck slice gesture with a notably larger "dagger" in hand.

Their opposition consisted of Silva the Poisonmancer, as well as the remaining undead horde that sought out the end of the tower as well as the magi who remained.

Silva's strangely textured eyes shook in prevalent fear as to the presence of the very magus who had led the battle as well as claimed an unpredicted victory thus far. Though she was a magus brimming with talent inherited from her family, she was still aware of the growing fact that this particular individual was no mere amateur, he outpaced her in terms of battle experience. The fact that he intentionally utilized weapons as opposed to magecraft showed the confidence that this expert level magus possessed in terms of martial combat. That, and his prominent bloodlust made it clear that in terms of close quarters he would outdo her and skewer her should he reach her, just like he had done with some of the walking bonemen.

'This one magus has ruined everything! To have to fight someone like this in the open is suicidal! But I'm out of options, I need to defeat him here!' Silva thought with anger prevalent on her face in the form of gritted teeth and the vehement furrowing of her eyebrows.

Saber glanced at her master, taking note of his tight hold of his two blades; he was enjoying this considering his body language displaying anticipation. Saber sweat dropped, noticing the focus in Honda's eyes. Had she known that Honda was such a battle crazed master perhaps she would have insisted he stay at the castle. This was risky for him to be on the frontline like this.

'If I had met Honda during my time as king, would I have enlisted him among the Knights of the Round or would I have tried to slay him where he stood as a madman? He is far more combat experienced than I give him credit for. I have never seen him like this. Is he really only a novice magus?' Saber thought to herself. She peeked at Silva, noticing her nervous body language.

'Despite being a novice, he strikes so much fear into his enemies like this? This isn't normal…and yet…'

Saber's face flushed as she noticed her body heat up. She thought of her intimate times with Honda.

'Nothing about this war has ever been normal…not even my assigned master…will I finally be able to make my wish come true with such a master by my side?'

"Uh…father, why are you leaning on Honda? We're in the middle of a fight!" Mordred called to Saber who had unintentionally leaned against Honda's arm. Honda raised an eyebrow.

"Don't worry Saber, once this is over I'll be sure to show you how much I appreciate your loyalty! I'm talking for hours!" Honda said, raising his eyebrows suggestively towards the King of Camelot.

Saber gulped, knowing how Honda already was, she could only imagine what his tactically sound mind would have in store for her later.

'Don't be distracted by such base desires, you're acting like some love blind girl!' Saber chided herself, steeling her emotions from seeping through at this moment, she would need to remain calm for the grand battle before her.

Assassin (Asako) looked at Saber's behavior, smirking at the usually dutiful knight who seemed so out of it. She spoke in a taunting manner. "You look so tired, Saber, perhaps you should stay out of this one."

Saber narrowed her eyes, not wanting to be told off by a literal cutthroat. Despite working with Assassin against Atalanta she still would not be told to back down. "No! I will not! My place is here with my master!"

Mordred grinned. She teased. "Yeah you look really ill. Take a seat and we'll be sure handle the rest!"

Saber's competitive side began to boil. "If I do then I will lose, I refuse to flee like a coward!" Saber began thinking about the earlier bet, that whomever had the most kills would have Honda to themselves for the day. The thought of losing made her internal emotions burn like a flame. Her inner dragon pridefully wanted to make her competitors lose and watch as she claimed what was rightfully hers.

Mordred raised an eyebrow. 'Is father…being competitive? That's something I'd never thought she was capable of.'

Looking at her 'father' suck in her lips as she peeked at Honda before blushing made Mordred deadpan. 'Oh hell no! No way am I losing to my own father!'

As for the Warlock himself, he could only feel his inner child shudder with giddiness.

'Oh god how long I've been waiting for this one! Army against army! Master against master! Just like in the movies!'

-Honda Vision Start-

The Warlock, in his fantasy ensnared mind, viewed the battlefield like one would in a hack and slash game with entire battalions of enemies for him to destroy. By his side his stalwart waifus stood at the ready. Due to the nature of this game-oriented vision, his servants were viewed as party members, with their own health bars and magic meters that he would be sure to monitor for this grand fight.

The army of Hassans stood a hundred strong, and the frame rate remained smooth at a solid 60 frames per second. Nothing would ruin this moment of pure epicness.

[Note: Your decisions up to now have led to this point.]

[Conflict: A great threat stands in your path!

BOSS FIGHT IMMINENT!]

Silva appeared in this vision with a pair of serpentine eyes as opposed to normal human pupils. Her red hair flowed like a flame as her fangs appeared on her mouth. Due to the nature of this apparent delusion, she possessed a long forked tongue and yet she still appeared sexy enough for Honda to admire her feminine curves despite the strangely placed reptilian features she possessed.

[Silva: "There will be nothing left of you by sunrise!" *Hisses while two flaps on her neck extended horizontally making Silva look like a cobra.]

A text bubble appeared on his vision, showing the main mission objective.

[Defeat Silva the Sultry Poisonmancer. Hack your way through this legion of enemies to reach her!]

[DECIDE YOUR FATE!]

-Honda Vision End-

Honda pointed his swords towards the legion. His eyes shone with radiant glee. As he spoke he did so with his Warlock voice in place. Loudly and possessing authoritative clarity for the Red Eye Legion on the walls.

"Send those beasts to oblivion!" The Warlock commanded, with the many homunculi at the walls firing their prana rifles at once, alighting the landscape in a sea of azure tinted prana bolts.

With the volley, a great amount of frontline skeletons were immediately wiped out, their response was to instinctually back away from stray explosions that were made by the power of the bolts that headed their way.

"Saber! Fire out your special! Cleave this army into two!" The Warlock commanded.

Saber widened her eyes as she realized Honda wished for her to utilize her most powerful technique, her Noble Phantasm, Excalibur.

"Are you sure master? If I use my noble phantasm now, then there runs the possibility of me being unable to fight at full strength."

Honda smirked under his mask, breaking character for only a second. "Trust me Saber, have I led you wrong yet?"

Saber's eyes softened, looking back on Honda's conduct as a master has shown him to be courteous, reliable and one of the most powerful magus she could have a master. Also, dare she said it aloud, he was extremely passionate when it came to providing her with enough prana to fight.

"Very well Honda, I will do as you ask." Saber said as she gripped her blade, raising it in front of her as she prepared her most powerful attack.

Mordred as well as the Hassans charged forward towards the incoming skeletons, the skeletons, though being strong in their own right, were nothing compared to the sheer power of an entire servant battalion. These particular servants were all assassins, deftly agile as well as evasive in their combat tactics, enabling them to dodge and outmaneuver the sturdy yet rigid undead. They flexibly dodged the blows of undead and counter attacked with vicious dagger swipes. If that weren't enough some of the Hassans utilized rocks as projectiles that when thrown possessed bullet like velocities, destroying far away undead knights as they approached.

Honda immediately charged as he navigated his way through the chaos, carving apart skeleton after skeleton with phantom wire and dual blade combos, making him a dance of destruction across the battlefield, counting each kill in the process.

Assassin danced and swayed across her opponents as she too was busy working in tandem with the other Hassan's to slaughter the skeletons. Considering their number, it was all but a matter of time before these skull headed warriors would be decimated. Skilled or not these abominations were nothing to one such as Hassan of the Hundred Faces.

Peeking at her master made her wary. He fought like a beast.

"Master is quite skilled with a blade. Did I miss something when I was underground?" Assassin said while in mid combat, peeking towards Mordred who was already cleaving two skeletons with one thrust before tossing them far away in a rain of cartilage.

"No not really, we actually don't know how he got that skill. He said something about 'larping'. Our master's a real jester. *snorts* larping! Yeah right!" Mordred laughed to herself before going about destroying a few more undead soldiers who attempted to strike her from behind.

Assassin analyzed what Mordred stated. Perhaps Honda was intentionally keeping some secrets about himself in order to protect himself. The idea that a master of the Holy Grail War would find valuable experience with a blade through something as childish as larping was unbelievable, simply too not feasible considering how skilled he was.

'I suppose Honda is quite careful about the secret of his strength, and here I thought him to be a fool when we first met. How devious…'

Whatever it was, Assassin didn't pay it much attention, for right now the battle was what mattered. Considering Honda's performance so far, he was doing well enough on his own. She will however watch his back for this battle, after all someone needed to keep his backside safe, and not just in the metaphorical sense either.

Honda was having a blast, too busy balancing himself from one flat headed skull to another as he acrobatically hopped from one bonewalker to another, slicing as he went.

"51!"

SHING

Honda sliced up the head off one of the undead.

"52!"

Honda sliced another in half as it disintegrated upon its end.

"53! Just a few more and I'll reach 100!"

Honda admired the special effects of the undead as it was completely vaporized with its demise, reducing it to ash as it was slain.

"Now that I look up close, this shit just keeps getting better. They thought of everything, even bodies disappear!"

Honda, without paying attention to the undead that was about to strike him from behind, immediately bent down to take a closer look, causing the skeleton to miss its horizontal slash, trip and collapse against some large debris and explode into chunks of bones.

Mordred looked in concern at Honda's apparent carefree, and yet wild manner of fighting.

"Seriously? Is he not even paying attention or is he just that confident. He looks like he's just having fun!" Mordred thought to herself as she cleaved another skeleton into pieces. She grinned with her fangs prominent at the sheer Insanity of her master. She had to admit the way he casually strolled about destroying enemies got her excited. A magus as well as a warrior, Honda was making her gain respect for his skill set.

"Then again, I do like a good fight myself you crazy bastard." The traitor knight said to herself laughing at her master's demeanor. His bravery made the guy built for war. In body and mind.

At the Deacon Tower walls, Idores was fearfully watching over Honda the more he fought the further outward he reached away from his own battalion as he lost himself in the battle.

"Where is he going?" Idores questioned before seeing a woman in a green dress with red curly hair.

"Dammit! Don't tell me he intends to fight Silva alone!?" Idores thought aloud.

Niki and Miki whilst inside their air balloon bombed a small group of skeletons from above. Niki turned around and said to Idores without emotion. "It certainly does seem that way. If he were a normal human, I'd say he was suicidal."

Niki carelessly tossed a bomb and covered her ears cutely, her cheeks pouting as she stiffly covered her ears. As the prana bomb erupted, a large cloud of blue flames evaporated the undead into nothingness.

"Goodness…" Niki said as Miki continued for her.

"Good thing for him that's not the case." The homunculi smiled afterwards, prompting Idores to have a darkened expression on her face at the unfortunate fact that this was the case.

Idores turned towards Ebony. She appeared unresponsive, simply watching over the fight.

"Honda needs your help! What are you standing there for?" Idores asked desperately. Ebony tilted her head towards Idores, curiously analyzing the pale master.

Immediately, a garble emanated from Ebony before a strange vocalization echoed from the titanic stone carved feminine form of the automaton.

""Don't worry girls, I got this one! Ebony, take care of that big ass snake! Stria I'll leave the rest to you! I'm gonna try to tame this servant!" (A/n: From chapter 28)

It was like a tape recording of Honda, replayed back towards Idores.

Idores' pupils shook at the fact that Ebony was literally standing there. "Are you just going to stand there!? After he freed you!"

Ebony let out a faint hum. The indigo flames atop her head flowed with the wind as the obsidian construct appeared confused, narrowing its glowing purple eyes as it processed Idores' apparent rage.

Idores angrily hissed at the automaton, outraged that Honda's own golem would avoid standing by his side now of all times. "You overgrown nugget! Are you telling me you can decimate entire landscapes but can't tell when your master is in danger. He needs you!"

Ebony's flames shone brighter. She appeared to clench her fists shakingly. She let out a high pitched grumble as she shook her head in the negative.

Idores continued. Her own anger was pouring through as she noticed the uneasy body language of the rock titan. "You're…afraid! You!? Of what? You're a spectral golem, how can you be scared!"

Idores stood in shock looking at the golem, seeming unsure of something. The automaton was looking towards Honda as he continuously fought with vicious abandon, he apparently seemed joyous as to each enemy he literally reduced to dust.

Idores was watching, maybe she's missing something. She sweatdropped.

"Ebony is scared of…"

Honda literally picked up one of the skeleton soldiers and used it as an improvised battering ram, thrusting it at other undead as it helplessly struggled within the Warlock's grip. It got to the point where other incarnations of Hassan stood clear of his vicinity as he fought like a man possessed. Other skeletons hissed and backed away from Honda as he literally dragged one by its ankle as it appeared to grab the ground out of desperation, before Honda slipped his sword into its mouth and strapped through its skull dome.

Idores felt her spine shudder as Honda was brutal.

"He's…definitely passionate…"

Honda scooped up another skeletal warriors and tossed him away.

"Check!" Honda spoke with his Warlock voice before using a phantom wire to slam the lone undead down like a cannon, erupting into a burst of rocky debris and cartilage.

"And mate!" The Warlock spoke as the other skeletons backed away from Honda. Despite being hundreds strong, the imposing figure that was Honda the Warlock made the magical constructs remain cautious.

Idores deadpanned at the sight of magical beings fearing some random guy in a costume.

Idores looked back at Ebony, seeing the same caution on the titanic golem that resonated with the undead.

Ebony was in fact afraid of Honda.

Idores sweatdropped, taking note that even the homunculi on the walls had stopped firing. They were startled by Honda's larp induced battle prowess.

Idores thought to herself with her eye twitched in annoyance. 'Oh my god...Honda put on such a great show that he scared Ebony! This damn thing is afraid of a stupid street performer?'

Idores spoke to Ebony, trying to console the automaton. It was a first for the mindflayer, since usually automatons such as golems did not possess such intelligence or emotions for that matter. The fact that Ebony however reacted with fear meant that she was actually something else entirely. Or at least, perhaps her time with Honda has enabled her to develop some form of emotional capacities.

'This thing…can feel? If that's the case I have to console her, ordering her won't help here, she won't even listen to my commands anyway!'

Idores explained. "Honda's many things, but he's not a monster. He won't do anything to you…not like your other master! He won't lock you up in some cave…alone…"

Idores sighed as she spoke about Honda, finding herself lost in her description of the magician. She whispered almost longingly.

"He's better than that. He treats people with fairness and tries his best to put smiles where he can. He struggles and makes the most of his opportunities. He's a dreamer, and a good man…If anything he loves you for god's sake!"

Ebony appeared shook, her indigo eyes widening as she immediately

launched herself from the walls, using a purple flame to simply fly herself towards her master in need.

Idores was covered in ash from the amount of stray flames that almost burned her as Ebony flew with a passionate blaze. Coughing as she wiped away the ash in her face, Idores reached a stunning conclusion, one that made her narrow her eyes in irritation.

"...Just great…the spectral golem is in love with that moron too…"

Back at the battlefield Silva decided to utilize one of her own spells, noticing Honda slicing apart the undead alongside his Hassan battalion. It was a one sided slaughter.

With a breath, the Busujima breathed out.

"Tinneas" (A/n: Means "ailment" in Scottish Gaelic. Feel free to correct me if I'm wrong.)

From her mouth the crimson glazed lips of Silva Busujima gave way to a mist enshrouded projectile that cannonballed from her mouth towards Honda, in a trail of wispy emerald. As it careened through the air the ground beneath it was ruptured and literally died out, as the bits of stray grass wilted beneath the power of this poison bolt.

Honda, who was in mid combat against another skeleton, simply moved out of the way before it struck, leaving the skeleton reduced to dust before his eyes.

Honda stared confusedly. "Hey! That's one mean ass spell! Still got a few more skeletons though!" Honda shrugged his shoulders as he sped up to another skeleton, unintentionally avoiding another bolt fired from Silva.

Silva gritted her teeth as she fired a larger blast, irritated that Honda dodged her attacks.

"Dammit! I'm low enough on prana as is, stand still!" She said as she fired off another emerald bolt from her mouth.

Honda widened his eyes as he noticed the bolt nearly strike him.

"You sly dog! She tried to pull a fast one! Nice try!" He let out as he dodged.

Unfortunately, by doing so he unintentionally left Saber open for an unexpected attack while she was in the middle of prepping her Noble Phantasm. Her blade had already become glowing and gathering enough energy in order to unveil Excalibur, engulfing the landscape in golden divine light. She said to herself in a calm manner.

"Ex…"

Saber had her eyes closed as she prepared her strike. Honda noticed the light and looked at Saber, noticing the loose bolt heading straight for her.

"Saber! Don't just stand there, get the hell outta the way!" Honda called out before letting loose a phantom wire to lasso her legs.

Saber mumbled out her noble phantasm, ignoring the phantom wire. She opened her eyes as her blade reached maximum charge, alighting the sky in golden light, as if there was a miniature sun that obstructed the darkness of the night. With the power of her holy blade passed down to her she gave word to her noble phantasm.

"...cali-"

Her voice hitched as her eyes widened at the unexpected bolt that was surging towards her.

Honda immediately spun around, using his immeasurable labor hardened physique to spin Saber away from Silva's magecraft by her ankles. The thing was, this was at the same time she had fired off her noble phantasm, causing her to accidentally swing her blade as she was spun about.

"-BURRRREARERAR!" The once great king of Camelot squealed as she was spun around like a drill. As she was spun tears dripped from the corner of her eyes due to the sheer velocity that she was carried off by the phantom wire.

Sabers golden strike became a torrent of a tornado of golden energy that spread outward in a perfect horizontal blitz. Due to Honda spinning in conjunction with her Noble Phantasm, Saber's original one strike anti-army move became a whirlwind of golden judgment upon the undead that surrounded her.

The sheer amount of prana that pulled in the undead into the epicenter of Honda while saber was firing off her Excalibur was a phenomenally visually stimulating sight for all the see.

As for Mordred and the Hassan Assassin battalion they had to hide desperately seeking debris and using their blades to keep them anchored against the ground lest they be caught by the whirlwind of golden light.

Silva herself had to desperately hide behind her own runes that had formed a green shield in front of her. It wasn't a perfect defense as the intense winds have practically caused it to rupture forcing the poisonmancer to form a shield one after the other just to survive the impact. This caused her to drain more of her reserves in order to remain in this fight.

Saber pleaded with her master. She was helpless as her face became green with everything in her vision spinning.

"Master! Stooooop!" Saber begged pitifully before finding herself pulled into a rather familiar position. Honda had pulled her into his arms and continued to spin.

"Saber! Keep waltzing! Don't stop!" Honda asked of Saber who let herself be spun around with both her hands still on her blade. Honda carried her by the waist, as her legs were wrapped around his midsection, turning this accidental spin into a dance of judgment.

Honda echoed out aloud along with the burst of golden sparks.

"Excalibur - Royal Tempest!"

The light of Excalibur ceased. In its place a crater remained, the ground completely decimated but not without its mark of hundreds if not thousands of different stray bones removed from the husks who possessed them. A great chunk of the skeletal legion was wiped out in the blink of an eye along with the great power of Excalibur.

Mordred peaked over as she saw Honda hold Saber in his arms with the dust cleared, as moonlight bled down onto their person. It was admittedly a romantic sight to be sure, as if straight from the tales of old.

Honda grinned as he had caught his dear Saber from the jaws of death and turned it into a combo move, one that was sure to bring down the house. Saber's eyes were spinning as the blue cladded knight dizzily attempted to find her central focus. Her head woozily shifted in a circular motion as she wobbly attempted to remain conscious.

-Honda Vision Start-

The great and mighty Honda the Warlock had saved his first and most powerful servant Saber from a most terrible demise. He was gallant in his stance with his black cape flowing with the wind enshrouding him and his ward in a comforting shroud of cloth made from the abyss.

The moonlight radiantly filled their vicinity casting a hopeful beacon of pure white light that contrasted sharply with the darkness of the night that surrounded them as well as the denizens of the dead that lingered within.

Honda spoke with an overly heroic tone, prideful and yet gallant.

"I have come to protect you my dear Saber, just as you would do for me!" Honda said charmingly.

As for Saber she stood in his arms with a gleeful look in her emerald eyes. Due to the nature of this delusion, she appeared to be smiling with an overtly cute expression which contrasted heavily with reality where Saber was in fact green in the face and about to puke due to how much she had been spun.

Saber cutely said. "Honda, I finally realize, you are my sheathe!"

[You successfully saved Saber! Plus 1 Bond Level! Event unlocked: Waltz of the Dead.]

New Move Unlocked:

Excalibur: Royal Tempest!]

-Honda Vision End-

Saber hadn't actually said anything of the sort, in fact she was so dazed she couldn't speak properly.

"M-master…I fear I will be si-…*gulp* Saber had to cover her mouth to contain herself from emptying her own stomach on Honda's costume.

"Don't worry about such foolish things, Saber. After all, we're in this together." Honda said charismatically before he picked up his swords and turned towards Silva.

Honda grinned. "Looks like I got a 100 kills! Time to handle the main quest! Mordred, you and Saber handle the rest! I'll handle this one!"

As Honda sped towards the treeline where Silva retreated, Ebony had rocketed herself in his direction, unintentionally causing the already dazed and disoriented Saber to spin like a drill.

Mordred could be heard protesting Honda's decision to charge blindly in Silva's direction.

"Wait! Alone? Are you insane! Honda! Wait!"

Mordred ran and cleaved a skeleton near Saber who was increasingly green in the face, trying to still herself.

"Father, don't let him get away! What are you doing?" Mordred ran to her father and shook her in desperation. After the light show, the last thing Honda should do is run after Silva into enemy territory.

Unfortunately for Mordred, Saber, already being shook up as she was, was further pushed in her sickly green state.

Mordred stopped shaking her 'father' with an angry look on her face. "What's the matter with you father! Why do you falter now?"

Saber would have answered, in fact the answer did come out:

"BLEEGH!"

In a torrent of bile!

Mordred was forced to stand there as she witnessed her father hurl in a manner that was unbecoming of any king, while she took the abuse full force. What made it worse was that the Hassans as well as the homunculi at the tower were also fully capable of seeing such an embarrassing moment.

The Warlock however, was lost to the darkened trees.

CHAPTER END