Trials of a True Shield Hero

by theoneandonlyedster

After returning from Glass's World, Fergus Ward, the Shield Hero, faces new trials as he embarks on a mission to liberate the missing residents of New Rurorona. But his journey doesn't end there; the fates of the other missing Heroes lie in the balance as Fergus sets out to find them before darker forces take hold. M rated for mature content/language. OCxRaphtalia. Part 3 in series

1. Of Reflections, Leadership, and Healing

I'm back!

First of all, sorry for the long wait! I know I said at the end of my last story this would be starting at the end of October/early November, but unfortunately life got in the way. A mix of illnesses, work and life stresses and family matters meant writing had to take a back seat until it was all resolved, and even after some of those were sorted it still took me a while to find the motivation to write once more, so if that is reflected in what I'm offering you today….then I apologise, but I still hope you enjoy.

Nothing else to say really, so here's the first chapter of Trials of a True Shield Hero where we catch up with Fergus and the others after returning from Glass' world. As always, I do not own Rising of the Shield Hero or any of its characters, locations, events or anything else related to the anime/manga/Light Novels. The only thing I own is my OC, Fergus Ward.

Chapter 1 – Of Reflections, Leadership, and Healing

One thing they don't mention a lot in Isekai anime is how easy it is to lose track of time when you enter your new world. It's a strange thing, time that is, when you're pulled from the world you once knew into an entirely new one, especially when it's such a monumental shift from the society and technology you have been used to for all of your life up until then (and where I come from, humanity was getting really advanced to the point where AI was a big thing) to a medieval one where such does not exist and is instead filled with all the stuff you come to expect in a fantasy story: swords, magic, heroes, maybe an epic destiny to save the world and all that palaver. At first, as I was during my first few hours and indeed days in the new world, you're incredibly hyperaware of everything – the stark differences, the constant danger and (as was sometimes the case during the first day or two) the longing for the life you left behind.

But in a new world, with a role and destiny such as the one I had been chosen to fill, the days suddenly have a way of slipping by unnoticed, much as they did with the journey I went on. Those first few weeks were about growth and survival as I slowly got used to the workings of the society I was now part of, a society which was screwing me over for my 'alleged crimes', while at the same time focusing on getting myself and my companion at the time, who has now gone on to become the love of my life, stronger. Those weeks then turned into a month as I gained new companions, uncovered the true details of the conspiracy against me and learnt more about my place and destiny here as I worked, fought and bled tirelessly to clear my name. And with so much going on, it caused the memories of the world I had come from to grow much more distant until eventually it became more akin to a dream I could barely remember, with this new world, the people living here and the societies I am and have become a part of, becoming more of a home than the past one ever did.

Along with that shift in my perspective of which world was now my real one, I too have changed in ways I never could've imagined when I first came here. Before I was summoned, I was just a simple, kind-hearted otaku and gamer born and raised in a loving family, content to drift through life without much ambition to be more than I was. My days were spent between screens and stories, far removed from the grit and challenges of everyday life. But that all changed when I was summoned into this world, as everything I thought I knew about myself, my strength and my purpose was shattered – before being rebuilt.

Betrayal was the first fire that forged me. Before I'd even properly begun on my journey, I was stabbed in the back, falsely accused and cast out by those who I thought I'd be fighting alongside while also being universally vilified by those I'd been chosen to protect. Such an act left a scar no battle could match, and which no potion or spell could fully heal. But even among those dark times, came the lights that would help bring about my salvation. Even while being scorned and distrusted, I managed to find friends and allies who would aid me in my quest for redemption and to clear my name, and among those a party who believed in me and would fight beside me when no one else would: Filo, Keel and Melty being the standouts among them. I also found her – Raphtalia, the girl who became my first companion, my sword, my best friend and eventually the love of my life. With them standing by my side, we began to carve out a party of trust and understanding, one born from hardship and forged in battle and companionship.

Every step since then has been a crucible. Fighting for my life, struggling to clear my name, standing up for those who couldn't defend themselves and even venturing into Glass' world, where the stakes and dangers were just as high if not worse – it's been a relentless and gruelling journey over the past half a year. But every battle and hardship has helped forge me into someone stronger, someone who I'd never have been otherwise.

Dealing with the stupidity and ignorance of the other Heroes had been a trial in itself, their refusal to accept this new world as nothing more than a game while ignoring the consequences of their recklessness being the most galling of all. Cleaning up after them, while trying to make them see the truth, tested my resolve and patience time and again. And then there was dealing with Malty and Aultcray, now Bitch and Trash, along with the Three Heroes' Church doing their best to slander and kill me at every turn. They made no secret of their hatred for me, branding me as a devil in the process and getting away with all of their chaos, misdeeds and embezzlement until they finally had to pay the piper in the most awesome display of justice I have ever seen from the Queen. I also came close to losing myself several times to the Shield of Wrath, teetering on becoming the very monster I was being branded as and almost losing my life to it while unleashing its power on the Pope during our final clash. The toll it took on me back then has never really gone away as I had to, and still do to this day, struggle to control the searing rage that this world had built up within me.

Then came Cal Mira, where betrayal struck a second time. L'Arc and Therese, two people I'd fought alongside and built camaraderie with, turned against me and the others. I could tell their actions, and Glass', weren't out of malice, but the truth of their mission still stung nonetheless. Knowing they were still good people trying to protect their world didn't make it any easier to face them in battle, and it was yet another bitter reminder of the grey lines between friend and foe in this world. Thankfully, we remained friends then and are on even better terms now during my time in their world.

And then there was the whole shit show afterwards with my fellow 'Hero', Itsuki. Of all the Heroes, he over time became the one I despised the most, and our standoff after the Wave and the fight against L'Arc, Therese and Glass was where it all boiled over. His arrogance, selfishness, and inability to take responsibility for his actions were bad enough, but his turning on Rishia—the one person who truly cared for him and the sweetest cinnamon roll in existence—to the point where her despair almost caused her to commit suicide, was the final straw. Confronting him was cathartic and desperately needed, but it didn't erase the frustration of dealing with someone so full of himself and blind to his faults.

After that came a recognition that my efforts, hardships and sacrifices had not been in vain. With the blessing of the Queen and the backing of its former citizens and many others from far and wide, I took on the mantle of Lord of New Rurorona, rebuilding Raphtalia and Keel's former home thus enabling those who had once lost everything to return. Building it back from the ground up, and earning the trust and loyalty of its people was more rewarding than I ever could have imagined. It gave me a purpose alongside that of being the Shield-Hero, and a chance to truly make a difference in the world I now call home.

But if that had been a crucible, then the following war against the Spirit Tortoise became a proving ground. It wasn't just a massive battle against a rampaging beast; it was a battle for the survival of countless innocent lives which pushed all of us to our limits. During that war, we met one Ost Horai, the Spirit Tortoise's familiar who became both our guide and our ally teaching us not only about the true nature of the Beasts but more about our responsibilities as Heroes and the deeper truths behind our role in this world. We also, as a result of this conflict, had the unfortunate pleasure of meeting the one responsible for awakening the Spirit Tortoise in the first place: Kyo Ethnina, a twisted genius who took sadistic glee in every cruel act he orchestrated, Kyo tested not just our physical strength but also our willpower and resolve, and the battle against him at the heart of the Spirit Tortoise will forever remain one of the most harrowing fights of my life, not least because it was there I lost my eye. The pain of that moment, however excruciating, paled in comparison to what followed, as Ost—our ally and friend—had to die to bring an end to the devastation. Her final sacrifice will forever haunt me, but also served as a reminder of the cost of fighting for what's right.

When we followed Kyo into Glass's world, I became separated from everyone except Rishia. For the first time since coming to my new reality, I felt truly adrift and unsure of what to do next. But then I met Kizuna Kazayama, one of the Heroes of that world and an indomitable spirit of cheeriness and determination. Kizuna became our lifeline in a world that wasn't our own, and together we escaped her prison and forged a bond as close as any I've ever known. She became as close to me as my little sister had in my original world to the point where we formed a pact, as Heroes, to save our worlds without sacrificing anyone to do so. Reuniting with the others—Filo, Raphtalia (who became the wielder of the Vassal Katana), Keel, L'Arc, Therese and Glass —was no easy task, and the journey brought us into contact with allies and adversaries alike. From Vulpix, my new Shinigami, and Ethnobalt, the Vassal Boat Hero, to dealing with the likes of Kazuki, his harem squad and Yomogi, every encounter deepened my understanding of this new world and what we could do to help save it.

Then came the final moment of catharsis, the confrontation with Kyo in his lair. Being the ones to bring about his downfall, thus avenging Ost and returning the stolen souls of the Spirit Tortoise brought closure a lot of us needed. Yet even in this victory, there was sorrow as we were only given 24 hours before having to return to our world. Even though we spent that time making priceless memories, saying goodbye to everyone there, especially Kizuna, was one of the hardest things I'd ever had to do. They hadn't just been our allies; they had become our friends and comrades, and leaving them behind was much like severing a small part of my soul.

The man I'd been when I first arrived in this world felt like a distant memory, like another person entirely. Every trial I've faced, every battle fought, every friend made and lost has shaped me into someone else altogether. I've faced betrayal, despair, and overwhelming odds, yet I've also found love, forged unbreakable bonds, and stood against threats that would have crushed anyone else. I've fought armies, wrestled with the darkness in my own heart, and walked paths I never imagined. Through it all, I've become a Shield-Hero not just by name, but by spirit. I was no longer that same naïve young man, as they couldn't have led a village or stood firm against the cruelty of the world around them. They couldn't have endured the pain of losing friends like Ost or saying goodbye to Kizuna and the others in Glass's world. They wouldn't have known the strength it takes to carry the burdens of an entire people or the courage it takes to keep moving forward despite the weight of those losses. But now, after everything I've been through… I know.

This world has tested me in ways I never could have imagined, but it's also given me more than I could have ever dreamed. A purpose. A family. A love I would die for and a reason to live. And now, in this period of calm and reflection where every day I look out upon the horizon, I know one thing for certain: my journey, and that of my friends and loved ones, is far from over. This world is my home, and I'll protect it with everything I am.

As Fergus Ward, the Shield-Hero, Lord of New Rurorona, Saviour of the Heavenly Fowl and Hero of Lute Village…I could afford to do no less for those who rely on me.

~ToaTSH~

Two months after our return from Glass' world…

After everything that had happened to me over the past few months ever since my arrival in this world, to have a prolonged moment of peace and calm without having to fight for my life or struggle to make do among people who had enmity against me…it felt weird, yet at the same time it was both pleasant and a time we all needed.

Needless to say, the evening following our return had been a raucous one. After saying our final goodbye to the spirit of our dearly departed friend Ost, we'd returned to the village to find an impromptu party had been thrown to celebrate our return. From what I'd gathered from talking to some people, this gathering had been planned for some time by both Melty and Van to commemorate our return. The fact that so many had held so much faith in our return, despite the possibility of it being so uncertain…was both somewhat embarrassing yet really heartwarming at the same time. And of course, they'd all wanted to hear tales of what we'd been up to, prompting myself and the others, as well as those who had participated in the campaign against the Spirit Tortoise, to fill them in what had happened during our time away.

Following that night, town life returned to its usual routine only this time with us being part of it once more. At first, I had been unsure what to make of it given the nature of this world and the Waves, but, and perhaps as a sign they'd been reading my mind, one of the Queen's Shadows had put a scroll in my hand a few days after our return. According to the texts she had read and the scholars she had consulted, the Queen reckoned that the premature re-awakening of the Spirit Tortoise, plus the Wave that had come about during our time in Glass' world, had set the clock back on the next Wave further than expected. They reckoned that the souls we'd brought back from Glass' world, the ones absorbed by the Spirit Tortoise that Kyo had purloined before his escape, had prevented the premature resurrection of the second Guardian Beast, the Phoenix, for at least a few months giving us and the rest of the world plenty of time to prepare for it.

This was more than welcome news to all of us, giving us plenty of time to recover from our final battle with Kyo and get stronger before that time arrived since we all reckoned that a battle with another Guardian Beast would be just as brutal, if not more so, than our war with the Spirit Tortoise, and this time around we might not have the intervention of people like Ost or Fitoria to help us out. As if that wasn't enough, Raphtalia, Filo, Keel, and Rishia had all been affected by a curse during our battle with Kyo. This debuff significantly decreased their stats until it wore off naturally after a few days. Once it was gone, they eagerly rejoined the other volunteers with their intense training. Filo and Rishia spent most of their time under Freya's tutelage, while Raphtalia and Keel were thrilled to be taught by their dear friend Eclair, a skilled warrior and daughter of the late Lord Seaetto, former lord of the region, who had recently returned to our village with permission from the Queen herself to train the volunteers.

As for myself, I'd spent these past two months learning and growing into the sort of leader that I believed a village such as this would need. Truthfully, I'd had no idea what I was doing when I was first thrust into the role, with my experiences as a modern-day otaku not exactly preparing me for the massive responsibility of managing a medieval-era settlement, let alone one that had to be rebuilt from the ground up. This weight of such a burden, much like my duty as the Shield-Hero, was unlike anything I'd ever known yet, as daunting as it was, I couldn't ignore the trust the villagers and the likes of Melty, the Queen and the others had placed in me so I resolved to do my very best despite my lack of experience.

At first, and especially during the first month before the Spirit Tortoise War, it had felt overwhelming as there had been so much to do: rebuilding homes, kickstarting the economy, organising food supplies, ensuring adequate defences were in place and so on. The villagers, while kind and supportive, also had their own daunting fears in regards to being part of a fledgling village rising from its ashes which had made me realise that being a good leader was more than just giving orders or solving problems. It also meant being a source of hope and stability for those who had lost everything and were seeking to rebuild, even if I had my doubts about whether I could be that hope for them due to my lack of experience.

To truly understand their struggles, their burdens and their new responsibilities in bringing this place back to its former heights, I spent a great deal of time during both that first month and in these past two months, alongside my regular duties, to be among them and see for myself just what life was like for them on a daily basis. I joined the farmers in the fields, learning which crops would best sustain us. I joined the fishermen in their boats, understanding what species we had in our waters and the patterns of migration for each in order to prepare for each season. I spent time working alongside the craftsmen, woodcutters, metalworkers and hunters in their efforts to rebuild fences, repair homes, fortify the village and ensure the villagers had enough to eat. I also spent a great deal of time learning from Melty and Van, drawing on their wisdom and experience to learn everything I needed to in order to be the best leader possible.

During this period of learning and struggle, I made sure to lean heavily on those closest to me in order to keep me grounded and sane. Far too often during my time here, I had taken on all of the burdens thrown upon us myself since I'd believed, at the time, they were mine to bear for the sake of my friends, loved ones and those relying on me. But Raphtalia had seen me starting to strain under that weight after the battles we fought on Cal Mira and the added burdens I'd placed on myself in regards to keeping both the people of our world and Glass' world safe and had called me out on it, not wanting to see me break and assuring me that she and the others would help me bear those burdens out of loyalty, friendship, love and gratitude for what I'd done for them. And during this period of learning she had been my greatest support, always ready with a kind word, a helping hand or a hug when the burden of responsibility felt too much. Filo's and Vulpix's boundless energy and optimism also kept both my morale and that of the villagers high, while Keel was always a reliable and steady presence who I knew I could count on to have my back.

And then there was Rishia. During her initial orienteering with our group, our fight against the Spirit Tortoise, and our adventures in Glass' world, she gained a boatload of confidence and inner strength, motivated by our determination and Ost's guiding hand and sacrifice. Her growth and example showed that even in the face of daunting responsibilities and adversity, growth was always possible.

But leading wasn't just about hard work, practical solutions and growth; it was about the little things too. When the harvest had been particularly good during the last week of the first month, we'd organized a celebratory feast to commemorate it. When one of our oldest demi-human citizens passed on due to ill health, we'd all come together to mourn his death and celebrate his life as a community. And even everyday things such as encouraging laughter and camaraderie when merited, and taking the time to sit down and talk with people about their concerns—it was these small acts that began to foster trust and unity among us. Slowly but surely, we got to see the fruits of our efforts through the smiles of the children, the determination in the eyes of the villagers, and the way that everyone, human and demi-human alike, had begun to truly think of New Rurorona as their home. And though I still had much to learn, one thing had become very clear to me during this time: leadership wasn't about being perfect and knowing all the answers. It was about standing with your people, sharing in their struggles and showing that no matter what came next, you would stand united and face it together.

It was at the end of the second month during this period of calm and growth, with three months to go until the rumoured appearance of the Phoenix, that I received a summons from Queen Mirellia herself to speak to her in the capital. According to the Shadow who delivered the message, it was an urgent matter regarding the other Heroes and their whereabouts. She also mentioned that she might have found a potential solution for my missing eye. With a sense of both trepidation for what I might learn and curiosity, I used my Portal Shield to transport myself, Raphtalia, Filo, Keel, Rishia and Vulpix to Capital Town, leaving the village in Van and Eclair's capable hands should an emergency arise during my absence.

~ToaTSH~

"Shield-Hero." Queen Mirellia, dressed in her usual regal purple gown and crown, was currently looking out of the window of the meeting room she had summoned me to within the capital's royal castle. Since she had intermitted that this was Hero business, she'd requested that the others in my party remain outside while we spoke in private. "It is my grave and regretful duty to inform you that the other three Heroes have been missing ever since your return from the other world, despite my and my agents' best efforts to locate them."

"Oh you have got to be kidding me…" I sighed, palming my face as I so often did when it came to the activities of my fellow 'Heroes' while saying absolutely nothing as I tried to process the sheer weight of these words. The other…Heroes…were bloody missing. On the one hand, you'd be forgiven for thinking this was par for the course for them given their (especially in Motoyasu and Itsuki's case) track record of irresponsibility and lack of foresight. On the other hand, and more for Ren's sake than the other two because he was the only one I genuinely liked, the implications of their sudden disappearance without so much as a trace wasn't something I could ignore given how they, like myself, were now crucial for the survival of our world…a fact I hated to admit when it came to Itsuki since if I had it my way, that little shit would've been stripped of the title of 'Hero' long ago.

"Un-fucking-believable…" I muttered, letting my hand drop my face. My other hand gripped the edge of the table that occupied the middle of the meeting room as I leaned forward, trying to keep my frustrations at this whole shitty situation in check while at the same time wishing, for perhaps the thousandth time in the space of the past two months, that I had Kizuna here in this world as one of its Heroes. She'd be a thousand times more useful than either Spear-for-Brains or Dick-suki and much better company to boot, and between her, me and Ren we could actually be a united force of Heroes rather than ones who could loosely work together at best or outright despised one another in the worst case.

But before I could delve too deeply into my mental list of 'Reasons Why the Other Heroes (minus Ren) Suck', I caught myself. Stewing and complaining wouldn't fix this, especially as that would waste time that would be better used to discover their whereabouts and (most likely) pull their assess out of whatever messes they'd gotten themselves into this time. I straightened up and rubbed the bridge of my nose, exhaling slowly before fixing my remaining eye on the Queen who by now had turned her head to face me with a sympathetic expression on her face, no doubt sensing the inner turmoil and frustrations I was dealing with. "This is the worst possible time for them to go AWOL. And I'm guessing you haven't got any leads on where they've gone?"

"None," she answered grimly. "The last one whose whereabouts I was aware of was Sir Ren, but that was over a month ago, and Sir Motoyasu and Sir Itsuki had vanished days prior. And you are correct…with the Phoenix's revival due to occur in less than two months, having even one of the Heroes missing would be detrimental to chances of success. But all three of them at the same? It's nothing less than catastrophic, and I fear for both my country and the world itself if they are not found soon." She then let out a sigh. "I also pity my people…first they had the threat of the Waves looming over them, and now the Guardian Beasts, and as their Queen…there is nothing I wouldn't do for their safety and prosperity." To my shock, she then deeply bowed her head in my direction. "That is why I will once more surrender my pride and request…no, beg for your help. Sir Fergus…I know you hold little love for the other Heroes, but please…for the sake of my kingdom and the world as a whole, as the Shield-Hero…find your wayward contemporaries, bring them home and truly unite them against both the Phoenix and whatever else may follow."

For a moment I just stared at her, unable to fully comprehend what had just happened. To see Queen Mirellia, someone who radiated calm authority even in the direst circumstances, bowing her head to me with such desperation…well, it was jarring, to say the least. Right now, she wasn't the shrewd and composed monarch I'd come to know and respect during my time in this world; this was a woman whose responsibilities weighed heavily on her, whose love for her family (the ones who still mattered anyway) and her people was driving to plead with someone she had no obligation to grovel before. Yes, I was one of the Heroes, but at the same time, I was also currently a governor in her lands and thus partly subject to her authority. In any other circumstances, I would have been the one bowing before her rather than the other way around.

As well as this jarring sensation, I felt a knot wound itself in my stomach and begin to churn as the sheer enormity of what she was asking me settled over me like a lead weight: Find the other Heroes. Bring them back. Unite them against the Phoenix and whatever else may come after it. No simple words could remotely capture the uphill battle her request was laying at my feet.

Finding them would be hard enough, but convincing them to put aside differences and unite as one? That'd be one of the hardest challenges of my life, and I'd fought against Guardian Beasts and power-hungry maniacs who'd come close to killing me. Out of the three of them, Ren would be the easiest to convince. He and I had a cordial understanding and mutual respect for one another, and while he still possessed a stubborn streak, he also had self-awareness and a modicum of a sense of duty that could help us find common ground. Motoyasu? Probably knee-deep in a shit-storm of his own causing, either through his white-knight tendencies or his fondness for chasing skirts. Once or twice he'd shown to have his heart in the right place, and if his more moronic tendencies could be pacified and his desire to be a proper Hero turned towards our cause, he'd be a dependable ally to fight alongside. And Itsuki…just thinking about that douchebag made my blood boil, and the thought of having to go out of my way to track him down, let alone bring him back to fight alongside me if that were even possible, was enough to make my teeth grind furiously.

But I knew there was no way I could say no. My honour and responsibility as a Hero demanded nothing less than my compliance. Not only that, but her words – 'for the sake of my kingdom and the world as a whole' – kept echoing in my mind. I didn't owe the other Heroes, except for Ren after his selflessness in going after the others when they went after the Spirit Tortoise solo to try and bring them back, anything, but I owed the Queen, Melty and her people more than I could ever repay. She and Melty had believed in me when almost no one else did, and they'd both worked tirelessly and risked their lives both to support me and clear my name. And most importantly, she was right. Whether I liked it or not, we couldn't defend this kingdom and world by ourselves. We needed the other Heroes. Myself, Ren, Motoyasu, Itsuki…we were all the crucial pieces of this world's defences. Broken, dysfunctional pieces, sure, but pieces nonetheless.

And perhaps just as importantly, I also had my own responsibilities to consider. If I refused, I wouldn't just be condemning the Kingdom and its people to untold suffering…the people of my village would also suffer as a result, along with my nearest and dearest who meant more to me than life itself: Raphtalia, Filo, Keel, Rishia, Vulpix and everyone else I cared about. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I let them down, nor would I be able to look Kizuna in the eye if I ever saw her again after I'd sworn to her I would discharge my duty as a Hero until my final breath.

"Your Majesty, please…raise your head. You never need to lower your head to me," I intoned softly yet firmly, and as her head rose, I saw a flicker of hope cross her face. "You have already done so much for me and mine, and for that, I owe you more than I could ever repay. So if finding the other Heroes and bringing them back is what's needed to protect your people and this world, then I'll do it. Even if it means dealing with those I'd rather not have to." I took a breath, trying not to grimace or stomach at the thought of having to deal with Itsuki in particular. "Let me take this burden off of your shoulders so that you focus on keeping Melromarc's borders safe. From what I've heard from the merchants and travellers who come to my village, the nation of Faubery has been stationing troops near your border and trying to snoop around for information. It might be wiser to keep tabs on them instead…"

"Thank you, Sir Fergus…your words and your acts bring great relief to my mind," Mirellia replied, a relieved smile passing across her face before morphing into the calculated smirk that let me know she'd already thought of this. "As for Faubrey, their positioning of troops at our border is under their claimed auspices of 'relief efforts' after your defeat of the Spirit Tortoise, but not only am I aware and taking steps to ensure they don't push beyond what they are allowed, the alliance I forged among the eastern nations is still intact. Those troops from Lowhirot, Mideus and Haikazuya who remain within our borders are bolstering our numbers, enough to give Faubrey, as powerful as they are, reasons to think twice before committing any drastic moves against us. Not to mention they are still technically allied to us…for the time being. Rest assured, Shield-Hero, that I will keep my country safe, your people included. That will allow you to focus your efforts on searching for the other Heroes and bringing them back."

"A weight off of my mind as well. Thank you," I answered with a bow of my own. "Now, your Shadow also mentioned you had a few ideas in my mind regarding a replacement eye for me…"

"I do, but there are one or two things I want to discuss with you before that." She then offered a small, knowing smile. "But I believe these matters no longer need to remain private. I've kept you away from your Lady and the rest of your companions long enough, and I suspect that they will be curious as to what we have discussed. Rest assured, I asked Melty to keep them company after you left so hopefully they will not have missed you too much." She then gestured towards the door, her pose returning to that of her usual regality. "Shall we, Sir Fergus?"

~ToaTSH~

As we left the meeting room and returned to the antechamber before the throne room where we'd left my party, the Queen and I halted to take in a sight that I'm sure warmed both of our hearts: All of my companions, including the newest addition of Vulpix, were happily standing around and exchanging conversation and laughs with the Crown Princess, and just seeing them all so carefree and happy…couldn't help but make me nostalgic on the journeys we'd all come on to get to this point.

Raphtalia, who once clung to me for comfort as a frightened, malnourished child, now carried herself with grace and confidence as befitting both a warrior and the Lady of our village, her warm laughter lighting up the room. Even just gazing upon the beauty she had become made my heart go aflutter, a fact even more compounded by the long flowing white kimono that had been made for her in Glass' world and which she now used as her everyday attire. Filo, my energetic little whirlwind in her blue and white dress with the tiny wings on its back, who not long ago had only cared about food and pulling carts now stood proudly, having matured into a reliable and formidable companion yet whose smile and childlike nature could fill up every room she entered. Keel, the scrappy little fighter who'd been so weak and skinny when I found her, was now every bit the loyal friend and comrade I'd hoped she'd become, her cheerful grin and upbeat attitude a reminder of her indomitable spirit.

Even Rishia, who had once doubted her every step, was now holding her own in conversations with both the rest of the group and Melty, her nervous stammer replaced by a quiet yet genuine and confident smile. And then there was the newest addition, Vulpix. The adorable little Shinigami was currently perched on Filo's shoulder, happily nuzzling her hair while everyone else chatted around them. It only took one look into her adorable eyes or one stroke of her fur for anyone's day to be brightened.

Seeing them all so happy, smiling and relaxed made all of the hardships we'd gone through in either world totally worth it and filled me with pride. These weren't just my friends and companions; they were my family, sharing a unique bond unmatched in both this world and any other.

After spending a moment just simply observing them, I pushed off from my hiding place and made my way towards them. Vulpix was the first to spot me, letting out an enthusiastic bark that caused the others to turn around and notice my presence, their eyes and expressions all lighting up at once. Raphtalia was the first to move, instantly rushing into my embrace while the others all followed behind her.

"Hey there you lot," I said as I returned Raphtalia's embrace, holding her tightly while smiling fondly at the others. "I hope you didn't get into too much trouble in my absence?"

"I don't know what you are talking about, Sir Fergus," Keel japed back. "We are paragons of good manners and behaviour after all."

"I'd only believe that from the lips of Raphtalia and Rishia. Between your snark and Filo and Vulpix's appetites, I was half-expecting us to be branded as criminals again," I teased, prompting sounds of protest and disbelief from both the Filolial and Shinigami in question followed by a dignified 'hem hem ' from Melty who was giving me a mock glare, hand on her hips. "Not that the sensible and dignified Crown Princess would ever allow that of course. It's good to see you again, Mel."

Melty's mock pout was soon replaced by a smile. "You as well, Sir Fergus. I'm glad to see you are both doing and looking well." She turned to address the Queen who'd just arrived in the background in a more formal tone. "I assume your business with Sir Fergus has concluded, Mother?"

"It has, daughter, and very successfully as well" Mirellia replied formally, her hands clasped in front of her. Her words however were not missed by everyone listening, especially Raphtalia who turned her concerned expression my way instead and was just about to ask what we'd discussed before I put a finger to her lips, halting whatever she was about to say.

"I'll tell you and the others later, babe," I promised her, and while she wasn't totally happy with my response, she gave a small nod to show that she understood.

"While our private business has concluded, there are still one or two things I wish to discuss and show you all. So if you'd all please follow me?" With a graceful movement, she turned and started to make her way into the depths of the castle with the rest of us all following on behind with mixed expressions of curiosity and eagerness. But as we were walking along behind her, I chanced a look down at Raphtalia and saw a hint of dismay in her eyes, a feeling that only became more prominent as we passed by several dignitaries and guards who didn't seem to be looking upon us too fondly.

"Babe, you look troubled…you sure everything was okay while I was away?" I asked, squeezing her hand gently.

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes shifting nervously away from mine before she finally spoke. "It's…it's nothing, Fergus. It was just…some of the reactions and looks we were getting while waiting for you."

"What do you mean by reactions?" I frowned, squeezing her hand a little tighter. Melty, who was walking just ahead of us behind her mother, glanced back and sighed.

"She means the stares and whispers she and Keel got from some of the nobles and guards," the Crown Princess explained in a slightly exasperated tone which I could tell was directed towards those who may have been watching. "Even after everything that's happened since your name got cleared, there are still plenty of people in Melromarc who haven't fully accepted the changes to our religion or how things are being run now. They still see demi-humans as beneath them, and thus harbour resentment towards the Shield-Hero for speaking up for and defending them."

"Oh come on! After all Sir Fergus and the rest of us have done for this kingdom, they're still gonna act like a bunch of ungrateful jerks?!" I didn't need to look back to imagine that Keel's eyes would be aflame with rage and her tail bristling in indignation. "What more could it possibly take to change their minds?"

"It's so unfair…" Rishia added sorrowfully. "Sir Fergus has done more to protect this kingdom than anyone, and Lady Raphtalia and Lady Keel have been so strong and brave standing at his side. How can people still be so cruel?"

"Unfortunately, many years of ingrained prejudices and hatred cannot be undone in just a few months, Miss Ivyred," the Queen answered calmly yet with a tinge of regret from her position at the front of our train. "No matter how inspiring and monumental the Shield-Hero's deeds have been, the old ways that are still championed by those among the nobility with pro-human tendencies run deep within our nation's culture. For some, those biases are all they've ever known."

"Even with Mother's reforms and the official change of our state religion back to the Church of the Four Heroes, we cannot change hearts and minds overnight," Melty added solemnly. "But trust us, we're doing what we can little by little."

I sighed, my grip tightening protectively around Raphtalia's hand as I looked again at some of the passing nobles who averted their eyes or glared at us when they caught me staring. It was taking quite a bit of self-control to not overly react to their hostile expressions. "I know change takes time, but doesn't make it any easier to swallow when you see the ones you love treated like this."

Mirellia looked back at me and gave a somewhat reassuring smile. "Your deeds and that of your companions have done more to challenge these biases than any other acts in the past few decades, Sir Fergus. The bonds you've forged and the example you and your companions are setting are planting the seeds of change. It may take years – or even generations – but the path to a more equitable Melromarc can only begin with the small steps we are making now."

Though these words didn't fully satisfy me, I accepted them in the manner they were spoken. Change was rarely swift, especially when it came to something as deeply rooted as prejudice. Yet, as I glanced at Raphtalia again, I couldn't help but let my mind wander to the future I wanted to build. A future where children of this world – whether human, demi-human or otherwise – could grow up without fear of persecution or hatred for simply being who they were. A world where no one would have to endure the pain and loss Raphtalia, Keel and their friends and loved ones had suffered or the scorn they faced from those who saw them as less than human.

If I could help create a fraction of that world, everything I'd been through – the battles, sacrifices, the sleepless nights – they'd all be worth it. And if fate allowed it so that Raphtalia and I would have children of our own one day, I would want them to live in a world where they could live without having to carry the burdens of the past, where they could go where they wish without fear of judgement or hatred.

~ToaTSH~

Once we had reached another private room located deep within the bowels of the castle, the Queen turned to face us with an apologetic expression that was mostly directed at my companions. "Before we start, I must first offer my apologies for keeping the matter I wished to discuss with Sir Fergus private earlier," she began, her voice tinged with genuine regret. "It was a sensitive topic that required discretion, and I wished to speak with him alone to gauge his thoughts and reactions without placing undue stress on any of you. Please rest assured that as soon as we conclude our current matters, he will be free to share everything we discussed with you."

"There is no need to apologise, your Majesty." Raphtalia, ever the gentle voice of reason and understanding, stepped forward and offered a curtsy mimicked by the others (except Vulpix who settled for a bow of her head from atop my shoulder). "We understand completely, and we trust Sir Fergus to share what we need to know in due time." The rest all nodded or made sounds of agreement.

"You are most kind, Lady Raphtalia," Mirellia replied with a small bow of her own before heading to a small cupboard nearby, from which she retrieved what was stored inside before placing them on the table before us. "Now, let us proceed with what I have to show you. I believe you may recognise these?" What she had laid before our astonished eyes were some of what I assumed to be the final remnants of the Spirit Tortoise's carcass. I'd already absorbed some of the parts of its different bodily appendages, including the blood, bones, skin, eyes and muscles which in turn had unlocked more Shields for me to use. "Some of the final remnants of the Spirit Tortoise's body. I'd like to give you some of them. But not all of them. They have a purpose I will explain to you shortly." Though these words were met with some confusion by us all, I acceded to her wishes and absorbed one of the larger chunks. As the body part vanished into my Shield, a notification popped up in my Status Menu saying that I had unlocked the Spirit Tortoise's Holy Shield which came with an equip bonus of a miracle drug recipe as well as some other abilities that would require me to become fully proficient with the Shield before I could unlock it.

"Now, before I bring you the good news, there is some more dire news that I have to report," the Queen stated with a pensive expression. "As well as those…other elements that have vanished, my Shadows reported that my estranged daughter Mal-I mean, Bitch, has not only deserted Sir Motoyasu's party, but she has also vanished near the Northern border to such an extent that no one has been able to locate her."

"That ain't good…who knows what that bitch could be planning…" Keel muttered, a sentiment we all shared given how vile and dastardly her schemes had been previously, though Melty's expression was less exasperated and more sorrowful at how far her sister had fallen.

"Indeed…I suggest you exercise caution in your travels near that area if you end up going there. Given how humiliated she was at your hands, I have no doubt she will continue to do everything in her power to make all of your lives miserable," the Queen cautioned. "Also, do you remember how the Vassal Heroes of this world were meant to come to our aid during the war against the Spirit Tortoise but never arrived?" We all nodded. "Unfortunately, there has been little to no word of their locations ever since…except for one that is, who dwells right here in Capital Town."

"A Vassal Hero is here?" Raphtalia asked, her ears twitching as her hand instinctively went to her Vassal Katana which had chosen her as its wielder during our time in Glass' world. "Who are they? Can we meet them?"

The Queen sighed. "They are right here in this castle in fact…but as for meeting them, I'm not sure that is…" Her words were suddenly caught off as the door to our private room suddenly burst open, and a figure who was one of the last people any of us ever wanted to see again rushed inside.

"Mirellia! I must speak to you right away! I-" The words of the disgraced former King Aultcray, now known as Trash and now garbed in an ordinary white robe rather than the finery we'd last seen him in died on his lips as he got a good glimpse at the rest of us. "The Shield-Devil! What the blazes are YOU doing here?!"

"Sir Fergus and his companions were invited here, Trash, unlike you." The Queen's voice instantly went cold as she glared at the pitiful man her husband had become along with the rest of us, with even Vulpix snarling at him as if recognising this man was not to be trusted. "Leave. Now. Before I have you arrested again." Cowering before his wife's wrath, the former king-consort turned tail and fled slamming the door behind him, causing the Queen to let out an exasperated sigh.

"I see he hasn't changed much from when we last saw him," Raphtalia commented mournfully.

"Father…no, Trash…has not taken the loss of his royal status well," Melty added, her own expression one of sadness. "I thought the punishment he'd received would have humbled him and shown him the error of his ways, but he still schemes and plots to try and get back his former positions to get revenge on you, Sir Fergus."

"Despite my best efforts, he still has one or two allies who share his beliefs in the castle…some of whom are the ones you passed by on your way here," the Queen explained before looking pointedly at Raphtalia. "I'm sorry to get your hopes up, Lady Raphtalia, but what just happened there…is the reason why I was about to tell you it was not a good idea to meet the Vassal Hero that is here in Melromarc…"

"Wait a minute…she doesn't mean…" Did she really just say what I think she meant? That Trash, of all people, was one of the Vassal Heroes?! Was this some sick joke?! No…in all of the time I'd met Mirellia, she very rarely made a joke…which meant... oh my goodness, she was being serious! The very thought of someone like him being one of the Vassal Heroes…it was a mockery of everything a 'Hero' was supposed to stand for!

And as expected, my companions were just as stunned/unhappy with this revelation. "HE's one of the Vassal Heroes?!" Keel exclaimed angrily, her ears flattening in disbelief and her tail bristling. "How did someone like…that..." she indicated the door through which Trash had left "…get chosen?"

"That old meanie surely can't be a Hero!" Filo denied disbelievingly, no doubt recalling how hard Trash had made life for us during the time when I'd been vilified throughout the country.

"At one time, he was a better man than the one you know now," the Queen answered sorrowfully, not even trying to defend her husband. "When he was younger…before I'd even met him…he was strong, heroic and just, an ideal warrior to bear the Vassal Staff. But as the years went by…several events happened which changed him into the pitiful excuse for a human being you just saw. I…" The Queen's voice faltered for a moment as she wiped her eyes, a tear threatening to fall as though mourning the man her husband had once been. "I still hold out hope that somewhere deep inside, he can still be the man chosen by the Vassal Staff, but as the days go by…that hope dwindles…" She then looked up at me sadly. "I could never ask you to forgive him for everything he's done to you and those you care about Sir Fergus but…there may come a time where you and he may have to fight on the same side for the sake of the world. I know it's a lot to ask given everything but…" Though she had left that final, unspoken question hanging, I knew what it was she was trying to ask.

Fight alongside Trash…the man who'd done everything in his power to make my life a living hell, who'd endangered Raphtalia and Filo countless times in his efforts to destroy me – all because of some petty grudge against the Shield-Hero and his blind devotion to that manipulative daughter of his. The very idea of standing alongside him made my stomach clench and felt like a betrayal of everything I'd endured at his hands. How could I ever trust someone so filled with hatred, who had proven time and again that his pride and petty grudges mattered more to him than the lives of the people he'd been supposed to protect?

And yet, despite all of that, I couldn't ignore the Queen's heart-spoken plea. As much as I despised the man, and believe me, there was no one I hated more with the exception of Bitch, Itsuki and Kyo…if it came down to the survival of this world and the people I'd sworn to protect, could I put my personal opinions aside for the bigger picture?

As I dwelled on these thoughts, I felt a familiar hand grip mine tightly. Looking over, I saw Raphtalia watching me with concern. My gaze then went to Filo, who looked uncharacteristically unhappy, and then to Keel who was looking murderous and then finally to Melty who I think wasn't sure whether she should be sad or not at seeing what her father had become. Having only heard of what he'd done to us through our stories, it was no surprise that both Rishia and Vulpix were unsure of what to make of all of this, but looking at them all made up my mind. They, along with the people of my village, were my reason for fighting. My reason for living. If standing alongside someone like Trash, even for a moment, was the only way to keep them and this world safe, then what choice did I have? Though the thought made me ill, and there was no way I would ever forgive him, I looked at Mirellia and gave her a stony nod to answer her unspoken question, causing her to let out a sigh of relief.

"I appreciate it, Sir Fergus…more than words could ever say," she exclaimed before her expression cracked into a more pleasant smile. "Now, there was one more reason I brought you here to the capital, and I assure you it's a much happier one." She turned her gaze to me in particular. "Sir Fergus…I believe we, meaning myself and others who I have discussed this with, may have found a solution to replace your missing eye."

"What?" The word escaped my lips before I could stop it as others all made noises of hope or disbelief at her words. I straightened up a little more, my fingers brushing the edge of my eyepatch as if to confirm the truth of her statement. Even with all the magic and advancements in this medieval-style world that I'd seen so far, I didn't think such a thing as a replacement eye was even remotely possible. "What kind of solution?" I asked, my mind racing with possibilities. A high-level healing spell? A relic or artefact, perhaps? Whatever it was, I was ready to risk it for the chance to be able to see properly again.

"Several of the mages from Mideus remained here in Melromarc following the conclusion of the war against the Spirit Tortoise and were eager to find some way to repay you for your help," the Queen started to explain, her smile growing wider. "After your return, and after explaining what had happened to your eye, they decided to do some research on viable options to try and replace it and eventually came upon a solution that they believe may work. It would take quite a bit of magic, some very rare components…" She indicated the other remnants of the Spirit Tortoise on the table in front of her "…and some masters of their particular crafts, but I believe combined we can make it work. If you are willing to try, I have assembled both everyone and everything needed in the palace today to make it happen…" A knock suddenly rang out on our door, and judging by the way the Queen's smile brightened, this was an interruption she'd been expecting. "In fact, I believe that should be them now. Come in!" As the door opened, we were greeted by a small crowd of people headed by, much to our astonishment and delight, a very familiar face.

"Welcome back kiddo! You ready to see with both eyes again?" Erhard's jovial voice preceded him as he entered at their head.

~ToaTSH~

After the obligatory round of hugs and handshakes to our old friend, the rest of the group introduced themselves to us. Alongside Erhard and the magic casters from Mideus, there were representatives from the Shield sect of the Four Heroes' church and one of Melromarc's most skilled medical practitioners. Once we were all introduced, they started to explain the details of what would happen to everyone present, and as they did I was filled with a mix of both nervousness and excitement in terms of both the pain that was sure to come followed by joy and relief at being able to see properly again, as well as some relief that the eye in question wouldn't be some gaudy-looking contraption akin to Mad-Eye Moody's magical eye from the Harry Potter series back in my old world (although seeing out of the back of my skull would have been both trippy and cool).

They then proceeded to lay out the materials that were going to be used for the operation and the explanation as to why each would be used when crafting the finished product. First, the remaining Spirit Tortoise fragments, carrying immense durability and mana storage potential ensuring the eye could both withstand heavy use and act as a reservoir for magical energy. Then there were the remains of the Wave bosses that had struck this world so far: the Cerberus, representing Strength and Vision which would enhance the eye's ability to perceive enemy weaknesses and magical auras. The Chimera, whose hybrid nature would imbue the eye with the ability to adapt between the different 'modes' that would come with it. The Soul Eater, tying the eye to mana flows and life forces which I would be able to see through its Mana Vision capability, one of two abilities this new eye would be granting me alongside Enhanced Perception that would enable me to see further and detect illusions or invisible enemies, which would be enhanced by the remains of the Inter-Dimensional Whale. Considering the effort the Queen and the others involved had expended to assemble all of these parts, no wonder it had only been today she'd reached out to me with this news.

They also presented several jewels or gemstones that could be used as the core for the eye, but I went one better: The jewels and gemstones that Therese had crafted and gifted me during our time in Glass' world, with her touch and affinity for jewels making it a much more powerful base as well as adding some sentimental value to the eye as a result.

With all these materials gathered and assembled, Erhard and the magic casters from Mideus set about the finishing touches to the small base orb that Erhard had already crafted. The robed figures conducted their delicate enchantments, weaving the mana flows of the Wave bosses' remains into the orb and binding them into a cohesive magical core. At the same time, using a mobile forge of his own creation, Erhard reforged the orb's surface to incorporate and encapsulate the jewels provided by Therese. As the gemstones fused into the eye their brilliance flared, their magic harmonising with the powerful relics already infused. With all of these elements now incorporated, the eye began to take its final form, its surface glinting with a crystalline clarity that shifted between shades of deep blue and aquamarine depending on which of its two abilities I would be using at the time.

Then came time for the operation itself, which due to the sensitive and unpredictable nature of the elements involved required all those apart from myself and our guests to leave, despite Raphtalia's desperate pleas to remain behind. Once they had all left, I laid myself down on the large table and took a deep breath as the assembled figures all gathered around me to commence the eye's insertion.

Unlike normal operations, given that it was for the insertion of a new eye, I couldn't be put under any form of medical or magical anaesthetic, so what the doctor did was apply a heavy numbing salve to the area around the socket and the eye itself in order to dull the pain and ensure no damage occurred during the procedure itself. As this was going on, the magic casters from Mideus were channelling stabilization magic in order for the eye to be fully integrated and synchronized with my body and mana flow and thus prevent rejection.

Once he had finished with the final touches, Erhard handed over the eye to the doctor, his part in all of this done as its aquamarine surface glittered before my sight. The magic casters then took over fully, murmuring more incantations as they both activated the enchantments within while the doctor guided the eye into position. Once it had settled into the socket, the eye fully activated sending a surge of warmth through me, a positive sign that the mana flow and my body were aligning with the new eye even as they got used to this strange new limb suddenly becoming a part of me.

With the sight in my new left eye still a bit fuzzy and alien, the acolytes from the sect stepped forward and raised their hands in unison. As their chants echoed throughout the room in conjunction with the spells from the magic casters, holy energy poured forth from their hands and into the eye itself, binding it not just to my body but also to my Shield and my very soul. Once they were finished, a final faint yet comforting glow enveloped my body as the divine and magical enchantments fully took hold, ensuring the new eye would function as both a natural part of as well as an extension of myself. With that done, the doctor then performed the final checks before declaring the operation a success before stepping back, allowing me room to try it out for myself as everyone else present followed his lead.

As the numbing sensation wore off, I slowly opened my intact eye and was almost caught off guard by the sensation yet overwhelming feeling of relief that I now had two working eyes once more. Since I had been so used to only having one eye for the past few months, it would no doubt take some getting used to along with the new features. But thankfully we still had a couple of months before the fight against the Phoenix for me to do so.

~ToaTSH~

After thanking everyone individually for their efforts, they all left one by one until it was just me left in the room. But my momentary solitude was quickly broken as, while I was still readjusting to my now fully-restored sight, the door to the private room burst open and I suddenly had my arms full of a clearly worried Raphtalia who'd leapt into my embrace straight away. "Are you okay, Sir Fergus? Are you hurt? How did it go?" She asked rapidly, her voice full of concern even as she buried her face into my shoulder.

"I'm fine, babe. But why don't you take a look for yourself?" I answered, pulling her off my shoulder and looking at her dead in the eyes for her to look, and as he caught her first glimpse of my now intact eye she let out a gasp of amazement as she stroked the skin around it.

"Even though I had complete faith in Mister Erhard and the others…I didn't fully believe it could work…" she breathed. "I'm so glad though…how does it feel?"

"Bit weird, not gonna lie. It's gonna take some getting used to, but I'm very satisfied with the results," I said with a smile, wiping the tears of emotion that were threatening to fall from her eyes.

"YAY! Master has both of his eyes back!" I heard Filo cheer, accompanied by a happy bark from Vulpix as the rest all burst in. As she got closer, the Filolial took one look at me and did a double-take. "Wait, Master's new eye is blue? Why couldn't they make it green like your real one?"

"If I had to make an educated guess, I'd say the delicate nature of the magic and the operation meant that the choice of colour wasn't really in anyone's hands," Melty explained patiently as she gave me an approving nod mixed with relief. "Have to say, Sir Fergus…that's gonna give you quite the unique look from now on."

"No doubt they'll find a new title to mark it in addition to your other ones," Keel teased from the back of the room, causing me to let out a small sigh.

"I hope not…I have enough titles as it is…"

"How is the rest of your body feeling, Sir Fergus?" Rishia, ever the compassionate soul, asked with a hint of worry.

"Pretty good actually aside from adjusting to the new eye," I reassured her. "Might just need some time to walk around and get used to my new vision with some different sights since all I've stared at with it is the dreary grey stone walls of this room." I then quickly bowed my head in apology to the Queen who was looking amused at these goings-on. "No offence, your Majesty."

"None taken, Sir Shield-Hero, and I whole-heartedly agree. Some fresh air and a different locale might do you some good." She then reached into her robes and pulled out a folded letter, handing it to me. "This arrived for you during your operation, with the message-bearer saying it was for your eyes only. Before I could question them further though, they'd already left."

"Hmm…that's strange. Wonder who it could be from…" I murmured as I slowly opened the folded paper and, squinting my eyes a little since they were still adjusting, began to peruse its contents, and as I did the mystery of the secrecy surrounding it became clear:

"To my most esteemed customer,

Word has reached my ears of both your recent exploits and your current sojourn here in the capital. If you have a few moments to spare, I would like to offer my own congratulations along with a discussion regarding a matter that I am sure is of interest to you.

You know where to find me.

I am, always at your service,

B"

"Who is it from, Sir Fergus?" Raphtalia asked, she and the others looking at me with both curiosity and worry as I looked up, my expression morphing into a frown.

"Looks like we're going to have to make a detour on our walk…an old friend would like to see us," I answered her seriously as I began to ponder just what he wanted from us now…

And that will suffice as a good stopping point for this first chapter. I know it seems weird to break it off halfway through episode 1, but if I'd carried on with the rest of the episode this chapter would have been far too long so that's why I'm halting it there, especially after adding the original content with Fergus getting his eye back, along with a teaser of what it'll be capable of. I hope you enjoyed reading it.

I'm going to do my best to get at least one more chapter up before the year is out, and then after that I hope to be in a better place of mind and health to get back to a proper schedule and enjoy my writing once more. And then from chapter 3 onward I'll be dropping hints and teases for my next collab project with daniel, the co-author of my recent Overlord story.

Until then, thank you all so much for sticking with this extended wait for this story, and I'll see you next time out where we'll find out what our old friend wants from Fergus. Until then, I hope you all take care and stay safe.