Hello everyone and welcome back to the start of chapter 78 of the story! And I'm dropping this message to say that cup noddles are a true saving grace for people in college like me! Per exemple, it's lunch/dinner time, you are feeling quite lazy and without will to cook and you also don't have any leftovers from previous meals storaged in your fridge. The situation looks bleak and dooming, without any hope. But then, you spot it. A small and simple but crucial cup of noodles in your kitchen. Easy to do, fast to make and tasty to eat. So basic but great at the same time. Spares a lot of time and energy.
Anyways, with that said, let's go into the chapter!
DISCLAIMER: All of the Nasuverse characters belong to Nasu and are property of Type-Moon, with the exception being of the OC's, that belong to me, the author
Having slept the night, the chaldeans begun a new day, being the first one under their alliance with The Resistance, temporarily residing in one of their camps. It was still morning, and the Chaldea team was eating their breakfast on a table outdoors, being joined by the servants Nightingale, Tesla and Geronimo, chatting with one another.
"Was there any turbulence this night while we were asleep, Geronimo-san?" Mash asked to the chief of The Resistance, knowing that he had stood on vigilance of the camp during the night alongside some of his men.
"There really wasn't much of trouble apart from wandering monsters and spirits some meters near the wall." Geronimo replied, turning his head to stare at Nightingale and Tesla to his side. "I'm grateful for the help you gave us tonight. This was perhaps one of the most peaceful nights this camp has had since the start of the war." The native man smiled to the two other servants.
"With my master and his companions needing a good and long time of rest without disturbance, of course I would aid you in making sure no one would perturb their sleep." Tesla replied, smilling back at Geronimo.
"And it's important for a human to get as much time of sleep as they can get. Always full eight hours as recommended. Not any more or less minute." Nightingale speaked. "Lack of sleep can lead to a bad early fatigue, feeling of somnolence and malaise."
"Thanks for saying it but I think we didn't exactly had a full eight-hour sleep tonight." Ritsuka replied to the nurse, taking a bite of his breakfast. "And despite that, I'm feeling pretty great!"
"That must be because this breakfast's nutrition has lots of energy." Peko said, chewing on a piece of baked bread and butter. "It tastes good!" On his side, Nala was eating her entire dish at an absurd speed and with big appetite.
"Yu tok the woors ot my moth!" Nala speaked with her mouth full before swallowing all of it and taking a long sip of orange juice, proceeding to exhale satisfactory. "Aah! Nothing better to do in the morning than to eat all this delicious food!"
"You shouldn't eat your food so hastily!" Mash rebuked the younger girl. "It can give your stomach an indigestion."
"No sweat!" Nala giggled. "My stomach has enough space to eat three entire dishes and more!"
"That's the spirit!" Ritsuka told her. "That's why 'All-you-can-eat' restaurants were created! I'm sure you'd love to visit the ones in my hometown."
" 'All-you-can-eat' restaurants? What's that?" Peko asked Ritsuka.
"I think I've heard about it before." Mash speaked. "It's a type of restaurant that you can eat as many dishes as you want from the menu and only pay the price of the first dish you've ordered at the end."
"Wha-?! Does such thing exists!?" Peko exclaimed in surprise, amazed by such concept.
Nala was no different. "You're telling me that I can eat seven dishes at the same time and only pay for one?! What kind of heaven is that?!"
"The best of all!" Ritsuka replied.
"Eating much high calories food in a short time at a low price? That sounds like a fuel for bad health mannerisms." Nightingale expressed, not seeming in favor of such thing existing.
"As long as the food is well perserved and the kitchen clean, I guess there is no problem." Geronimo shared his own opinion. "They say those 'restaurants' comprise of food from distinct regions of the world. I never once went to eat in thosesort of establishments. I myself am a man of deep roots with nature and my tribe as their chief, however, if there was only one moment where I would visit the towns of the new civilization, it would be to try out one of these restaurants."
"Hmm, great dishes at low cost you say? That sounds like something Edison would invest and capitalize in order to make profit." Tesla talked. "At the twilight years of my previous life, I've heard a good amount of conversations about creating such hypothetical thing. An 'All-you-can-eat-buffets' if I recall." The inventor closed his eyes for a moment, rubbing his own chin. "And I at the time thought it was an idea way too fascinating to ever be realized. But it seems like such absurd concept was indeed brought to existence."
"I wonder if I could eat every dish from the menu in those restaurants." Nala commented. "We definetly need to visit it once we finish this order!"
"Another addition to the list!" Ritsuka replied.
"And there even is different types of restaurants that we could try out!" Mash said. "Japanese-themed. Indian-themed. American-themed. French-themed. And a lot more food of other countries."
"Woah! That's plenty of choices!" Nala said with stars in her eyes as she was taking a bite on another bread.
"Even the Chaldea cafetaria doesn't have that much variety!" Peko speaked, before calming his excitment down. "Altough, I think it's also important to eat healty food like fruit and vegetables."
"Well said." Nightingale smiled a little.
"Whatever you say...god of crops." Nala told to her brother in a playful tone.
"W-Why are you making fun of that?!" Peko exclaimed. "Crops are very important and essential to everyone!"
"Indeed. A good harvest is one of the factors that made humanity prosper throughout history. Ever since the Stone Age and so on." Mash commented, giving depth to Peko's statement.
"And if seasoned well, green food like lettuce and broccoli can taste very good." Ritsuka added.
Nala looked at him with a dubious glare. "Hmmm, if you say so..."
"Food like that is a gift from mother nature to us humans. You should kindly take it and appreciate." Geronimo told. "We Apache consider good crops to be a bestowal from the earthly spirits to our tribe."
"Does those spirits of your tribe have a designation? Some sort of gods or alike?" Ritsuka asked to the native man.
"Yes, we do have our own small deities that are established with nature itself. Ga'an is one himself." Geronimo explained. "But our connection with the area of agriculture isn't as strong to the point of having any named crop deities in our culture unlike the the people of Pellon Pekko's tribe."
That name wouldn't leave Peko's mind ever since he heard it the first time yesterday. "Pellon Pekko...The more I think about it, the more I wonder how he looks like."
"Altough we can consider Pellon Pekko as a minor deity when compared with the big mythologies such as the Norse one of the neighboring region, Pellon Pekko or just Pekko, is regarded as a brave hero of his people and protector of fields in both Finland and Estonia." Mash informed the party, having read about the finnish-estonian god once in a book. "I think he even his regarded as a national symbol in some rural regions of modern Estonia."
"Oh, so he is quite a big shot in his own mythology." Ritsuka speaked, intresting by how Mash made the legend of the minor deity sound. "Wonder if he would look like you, Peko."
"What? I think that would be way too many coincidences already." Peko replied, rubbing the back of his head. "But a hero who is also a symbol and protector of his own people? Sounds like a nice guy." He said with a smile before staring to his sister. "Haven't you also be thinking about that guy with your name? What was it? King Nala?"
"Eeh...kinda?" Nala said, not being a thing that concerned her that much till now. "I don't have any idea of the guy or his myth, so how I should know?"
"But we do have someone here at the table who knows." Mash replied.
Ritsuka went to stare at Tesla. "Do you happen to remember more details about King Nala's story, Tesla?"
Seeing that his knowledge was requested, Tesla didn't hesitated to answer. "Well, when it comes to India and its mythology, I reckon that Madame Blavatsky knows more than me on that topic."
"Then why won't we ask Rama about it?" Ritsuka asked innocently, not aware that he ended up angering Nightingale a bit.
"That's out of question!" She slammed her hand on the table, catching both Tesla and Geronimo who where besides her, off guard. "A critically injured patient like him needs to rest! We'd only be bothering him by doing questions!"
Ritsuka laughed a bit nervously as he lifted his hands in self-defense to the nurse. "I-I'm sorry Nightingale! That was a bit of a stupid question from me. I should have better thought about it before speaking first."
Calming, Nightingale went back to her normal posture. "That's okay. All of us tend to say some stupid things from time to time. Unfortunately, stupidity is a sickness that has no cure."
With the interruption ended, Tesla coughed a bit before going back to explain. "As I was saying, my understanding of Indian mythology may not be the greatest, but I can still provide you with some information about the King Nala you mentioned of." The inventor said, gaining attention of the Chaldea team. "King Nala is a character from Mahabharata. From that you already know. But what you don't know, is that he his specifically from Vana Parva, the third book of eighteen that constitutes the epic. It is known as 'Book of the Forest'."
"Wait. The Mahabharata is an epic of various books instead of being a single, big one?" Ritsuka asked.
"That's what many uninformed people think about at first." Tesla replied.
"Uhh, looks like somebody been sleeping in class." Nala giggled at Ritsuka.
"Hey! This is my first time dwelving into hindu mythology." The master of humanity argued. "Gimme a break, will you?"
"And not only that, but the Vana Parva is also the longest one from the entire epic." Tesla continued. "And just like any other epic, there will be smaller stories contained inside the main one, talking about other characters and their legends. King Nala is one of those characters. A tale of self-improvement and true love."
"Wow. Sounds a bit boring." Nala said with a sulky expression.
"I believe literary works like those are meant more to educate rather than entertain." Peko told his sister.
"And you're right." Tesla replied. "King Nala's story was made to console and teach the eldest of the Pandavas a lesson about gambling."
"Pandavas? Who are those?" Ritsuka asked to the inventor.
"If you're going to ask me about every character that appears in this specific tale and their backstories, I think we will never get out of this table." Tesla replied, having the idea of how large the hindu mythology really was.
"Well, correct me if I'm wrong but, Rama has his own epic right? Completely apart from the Mahabharata." Peko asked to Tesla who nodded in reply.
"Tha Ramayana. Also long altough not as lengthy as the Mahabharata. You could consider those two epics to be the fundamental centers of all the hindu mythology." Tesla explained them. "The Ramayana however is solely focused on Rama and his journey."
"Which is?" Ritsuka asked.
"Retrieving his wife, Sita, from the hands of the evil rakshasa king, Ravana." Geronimo speaked in the place of Tesla. "Since we've worked together till now, I got to know some things about him. How he is the avatar of the god Vishnu and how he was exiled from the kingdom by his own father because of some favours. The entire epic narrates his life. How he was borned as a prince, lived like a beloved warrior and died like a king."
Nala rubber her forhead. "Humm, he does sound incredible when you put it like that. We have to find a way to save him!"
"But I wonder how." Mash speaked. "Taking in cosideration Nightingale-san's words, a good part of Rama's heart is obliterated and holding itself in stitches. Finding a way to heal such wound can't be easy."
"I understand the feeling. However, I will not a injured patient die! Not on my watch!" Nightingale speaked with a firm voice. "Wether it takes us days, weeks or months, I'll make sure he will live throughout that period until we find a cure for the damage!"
"But the problem is that we don't even know if there's a way to heal Rama's injury in this Singularity." Ritsuka replied, saying how as of right now, they had no clue on how to save Rama from his agonizing fatal wound.
"But I do know!" Romani exclaimed as his hologram appeared in front of the party, greeting them. "Liking the breakfast? Because I think you'll like to hear what's next!"
"Is it about Rama?" Peko asked.
"Yep, it is!" Romani said with a proud smile. "After a whole night of theorizing, me and Da Vinci might have come up with a solution!" And as expected, those words increased the group's collective curiosity.
"Oh! Then go ahead and tell us doc!" Ritsuka said to Romani, who happily proceeded.
"Okay! So, having made an analysis during the night, I caught an important detail. Rama's chest wound contains some type of curse." Romani revealed.
"A curse?" Geronimo replied.
"Could that be the factor why Nightingale is unable to fully heal him?" Peko thought out loud.
"Possibly. Cursed type of wounds take more than normal healing spells to be taken down." Tesla replied.
Mash's mind then recalled something. "This situation looks familiar to the one with Siegfried back in France!" She said, remembering how Siegfried was also injured with a curse type of wound. "We will need a sort of blessing or special kind of cure spell to heal Rama!"
"Bullseye Mash!" Romani said. "Since Singularities are juxstaposed and crammed with anomalies and inconsistencies, we might lift up Rama's curse by strenghtening his existence, giving him an heavier connection with this Singularity."
"So the more relation he has to this place, the stronger he gets to the point of healing the curse?" Nala speaked, trying to see if she understood. "But how are we exactly gonna do that? Isn't there any other way to get rid of the curse?"
"Well, the other way to resolve this would be defeating Cú Alter, but we better avoid problems with him for now." Romani said in a serious voice, not wanting to see Peko and Nala badly injured again, with Ritsuka and Mash being also a possibility this time around.
Even Peko's heart frozened a bit. "Y-Yeah. I think we should consider the other method."
"What do we have to do in order to make Rama's existence in this Singularity have a stronger presence doctor?" Mash asked to Romani.
"Simple. You need to find someone that has connections with Rama's life and knew him. Either a familiar, friend or maybe even an enemy." Romani explained the process.
"You're telling us to look for a person within this giant piece of land?" Ritsuka replied to the doctor. "That could take an eternity!"
Nala went back to think of that young archer she met in the woods. "That young archer also commented about my name sounding familiar...Perhaps he met Rama before." The girl's brain lightened up as she remembered about someone else. "How about Karna? He's also from India and a warrior! No doubt he hasn't heard of Rama before."
"Perhaps that could work." Ritsuka said, thinking better about it. "Or not. Now that we are enemies and all."
"Oh yeah! Forgot about that part." Nala replied.
"And it wouldn't work in actuality." Mash commented. "As heroic spirits, Karna and Rama certainly have heard and be aware of each other's existence, but they have never met each other during their previous lives."
"Because they are from two different works despite both being of the same mythology." Peko concluded, getting the reason why Karna meeting up with Rama wouldn't work on Rama's curse.
"To heal Rama's curse, we would need to meet someone that was also featured in the Ramayana." Tesla specified. "A character from that epic has clerly met Rama since he is the protagonist of it."
"But there could be such a chance of another character fom the Ramayana had also be summoned to this Singularity?" Nala asked, finding the odds to be rare.
However, all of the conversation about the topic made Geronimo get up from his seat without warning. "I think there is!" He exclaimed, getting everyone's attention. "Rama told me...Told me he was looking for someone." He said, trying to remember. "I can't exactly remind of whom. I'll have to ask him." The native man stared at Nightingale. "Do give me permission, miss Nightingale. I promise I wont disturb his rest for too long."
Looking back at him, the nurse comprehended. "I allow it. This is a matter of saving his life after all, so I see no wrong in having to ask him those questions. I can condone it for this particular situation." The nurse then looked at Romani. "And I also congratulate your observation on the discovery of the viral nature of the patient's wound as well as coming up with a cure for it."
"Oh? The great Florence Nightingale praising me? That must be one of the highest honours in the medical field." Romani laughed as he blushed happily.
"But staying awaken for almost the entirety of the night is completely irresponseble. A self-nomeated doctor like yourself should be well versed into the prejudicial consequences that it may bring." Nightingale then went to scold him, ending with Romani's happy face.
"I-I know. I know. My bad." Romani replied, a bit embaressed.
With the breakfast pratically finished, the entire party went to the tent Rama was residing in, going there to get an answer on who was the person the indian servant was looking for as well as explaining him how the cursed wound in his chest could be healed.
"A person...that I have connections with?" Rama asked, still in his weakened state, staring at Geronimo who was by the side of the bed alongside the entire group.
"You told me before that one of the motives for why you joined my side was because you were looking for someone." Geronimo replied. "Who is it Rama? Who are you searching for in this Singularity?"
Being silent for a few seconds, Rama turned his head to look at the wall in front of him, giving the answer. "It's Sita..."
"Sita?" Ritsuka replied.
"Your wife." Tesla speaked, looking at Rama. "Of course. It could only make sense she'd also be in this place."
"Guess there couldn't be a more fitting person than that so." Nala commented.
"Being his wife, there is no doubt Rama's curse will be completely dealt with once they meet!" Peko said.
"That will be more than enough to strenghten his existence." Mash also speaked. "And being a skillful warrior that he is, Rama in a full healthy and capable state can very much be on par with Karna."
"Now we know what to do. Finding Sita is a priority." Ritsuka said to the group. "Where should we begin to look for her?"
"Don't know. This country is too big that she could literally be anywhere." Peko replied. "The best we can do is ask if anyone spotted her."
"I think there is a good place where we could start our search." Geronimo said.
"You do?" Nala asked him.
"There's another town a few miles east from here. Lubbock I think it's called. I've sent the other two servants of the Resistence in there some time ago in order to take it from the celts." The native man replied, revealing them about the situation of his other fellow heroic spirits. "I was planning on reuniting with them so that our side could be on full force now that we are now allies with Chaldea."
"You have a guess that these companions of yours may know something about Rama's wife location?" Nightingale questioned.
"It could be." Geronimo replied to the nurse. "We have to go to Lubbock and meet up with them. That way, we can ask about Sita's whereabouts."
"Then we better should be going." Mash said. "How long is a travel from here to that town?"
"Not that long. Trust me." Tesla responded the shielder. "This Singularity anomalies are something else! Lubbock is a town that was only founded in late 19th century yet it already exists here, a hundread years before its actual creation."
"Alright guys! It's decided! Lubbock will be our next stop!" Ritsuka exclaimed.
"If we're about to leave, we better get the horses ready for the trip." Peko said.
"I can get us something better." Geronimo said. "We can go on a caravan instead. That way we will have more space when traveling and shield us from the sun."
"Hm, that does sound a lot better." Peko replied.
"Wait! Aren't you guys forgetting something?" Romani called their attention.
"What is it doc?" Ritsuka asked him.
"You better take Rama with you. We don't wanna find Sita and still travel all the way back here so that she can heal Rama." Romani explained.
"Well thought. That would save us a lot of time." Nala talked, agreeing with Romani's thinking. "But..." She looked at the injured servant. "How are we going to take him with us if he's all injured? He doesn't even look like he can properly walk."
"No worries." Nightingale stepped up. "I have a solution for that."
"What is it nurse?" Ritsuka asked her.
Nightingale answered him. "A save and secure procedure."
Meanwhile in the White House, Cú Alter walked silently in one of the building's halls, bored by the lack of action he had lately ever since he fought those two kids. This place had nothing of intresting for him to do except sitting on the throne, yawn and having to endure Medb's incessant talking. The spearman was looking forward to go back to his hunting activities or fight on the battlefield again, crushing the fools of the West side and The Resistance. Yet, he couldn't lie that he wasn't enjoying a bit the peace of the silence around him, being alone with his own thoughts.
A thing that unfortunately for him, ended very soon.
"There you are big guy!" The extroverted voice of Medb pierced his ears as the celtic queen footsteps entered the hallway. "I was looking everywhere for you!"
"I wasn't." Cú Alter replied with a murmur, slightly annoyed.
That comment however flew over Medb's head, who giggled as she approached her partner. "I have something for youuuu."
Cú Alter ended up sighing, turning around to look at Medb. "Okay. What is this tim-eh?" He got caught off guard as Medb shoved a blueprint into his face. "W-What the hell is that?"
"Construction and remodelation plans of our new palace!" The queen of Connacht said with a joyful smile. "If we wanna have a celtic empire, we also need to have a capital that resembels to our homeland."
"Eeergh, I think so." Cú Alter grabbed the blueprint from Medb, taking a closer look at it. "What's this supposed to be?"
Medb clinged onto his shoulder with a luxurious smile while toying with her own hair. "That will be the entrance to our castle. I'm also thinking about putting a large fountain in the middle of it. Perhaps of chocolate. Here it will be stables. The training camp will be to the side. Over there our beautiful garden. Put some 'dungeons' on the underground. And on the path to the main entrance, two bis statues of you and me!" She pointed to the locations of the blueprint with her finger. "I'm still split in whether my statueshould be smaller than yours or of the same height. What's your opinion?"
"That I don't care about it at all," Cú Alter replied with brutal honesty. "Didn't you had enough by decorating the whole interior of this building?"
"Nope! A fashionable queen like myself knows that true beauty lies on the extravagant!" Medb told him. "And after I'm done with this city, the rest of this country will be up next." She put her arms around his neck. "Soon enough, this entire piece of land will be chanting our names as their new rulers! Ain't that amazing! I can't even believe a dream so good like this one is becoming true!"
"Yeah, me neither." Cú Alter responded, letting Medb hug him, not caring much at all.
"But first, to celebrate our conquest of this puny country's capital, I schelduled an event for us to do." Medb told, her voice maintaining radiant.
"I'm not intrested." Cú Alter replied, his mind guessing what this 'event' could be.
"A parade through the streets in honour of the birth of our new empire!" Medb revealed in pure excitment.
"...Oh." Cú Alter's speculation was wrong after all. "Sure. I can attend that." He said, staring to the side.
Medb giggled as a reaction. "Of course you would! No great king like you would dare to miss such opportunity to show off his glory."
"Queen Medb! King Cú Chulainn! Sorry for the interruption!"
Diarmuid and Fionn, the celtic spearman duo, appeared on the hallway, getting the other two celtic servant's attention.
"We came back with the mission's report!" Fionn told the two.
"You guys really have a bad timing." Medb complained, this being the second time the two warriors interrupted her alone time with Cú. "Anyways, what's the situation? Found any rogue servants?"
"Not a single one in the towns we searched in alongside the coast." Diarmuid responded.
"We can assume that no threat is nearby to put you life in danger my queen." Fionn added.
"So that means we are giving them hell in the frontlines." Cú Alter said before smirking evily. "Another day or two of holding the line and we can blitz it through. Doing it so, we will push the enemy all the way back until the entire West of this land also becomes ours."
"And we still have one of our triumph cards in the sleeve." Medb giggled, winking.
"Yes, the prison of Alcatraz. It's a privilage to have such stronghold in the backyard of the enemy's territory." Diarmuid replied, mentioning one of the Celtic Empire's main bases.
"A surprise attack from there would caught their backs off guard, giving them no time for proper reaction." Fionn also speaked his thoughts. "Their army would be not only stunned and scruffy but also surrounded. They'd be crush from being attack from both sides."
"Like sheep in an electric fence!" Medb said with a devious smirk. "That's why I have a new task appointed to you two."
"Yes, my queen. Instruct us with your next order." Fionn politely said, bowing like a knight and gentleman.
"What is the wish the queen wants to see it granted?" Diarmuid also bowed down to Medb.
"I want you two to travel to Alcatraz with some troops in order to iniciate the rear attack on those west fools." Medb ordered them.
"The queen wants us to depart today?" Fionn asked, slightly surprised.
"Does that means we will lose the parade? But I thought the queen wanted us here to give her protection." Diarmuid speaked, a bit sad and dissapointed.
"If you do carry out your orders, your reward will be way better than just being my bodyguards in a parade." The queen of Connacht giggled, putting a finger on her own lips. "Besides, your king and the other guy are more than enough to the task. I believe in both of your splendid capabalities to carry on with your own mission."
"If that's what the queen wants, we shall do as the queen says." Diarmuid gave a gentle smile, coming to accept the mission.
Fionn as well. "For we serve to honour her name." He concluded.
Medb lightly clapped, liking to hear those words. "Good! Well said you two!" She then stared at the ceilling, thinking of something. "By the way, if this possibility ever happened, would you vote for me?"
"Hm?" Cú Alter immediatly lifted up an eyebrow.
Diarmuid and Fionn were also confused by it.
"What?"
"Vote?"
"You know, since we are in America and all and these guys way of ruling is of a republic instead of a kingdom and they have these things called elections were the people vote for however they wanna see as their country's leader." Medb explained, poking her own fingers. "So, what I'm trying to say is: if I competed to become the president of this land, would you vote for me?"
"..."
"..."
"..."
The three spearman went silent, not expecting such kind of question to come at them.
"Would you Cú? I know you would one-hundred percent!" Medb told to her partner, who turned his head to the other way, avoiding her gaze.
"Hphm."
"How about you two?" Medb asked now to Diarmuid and Fionn. "You would vote for me, right?"
"W-Without hesitation my queen! Even more than once!" Fionn responded.
"It would be insane to vote on someone else that isn't you, my queen!" Diarmuid also said. "Scrap that! I don't know anyone who wouldn't vote for you and your exquisite charm!"
Medb chuckled and smiled like a pampered girl. "Yeah, I know! I know! I'm just too irresistible and captivating to not win all the votes!" She then proceeded to jump and hug Cú Alter out of nowhere. "And you'd be my main supporter big guy!"
"As if I'd be intrested in that!" Cú Alter replied in anger.
"Aww, what's the matter? It would be great! You could be my vice-president and everything!" Medb said, entertaining the idea in her head.
"You must live in fantasies the majority of the time..." Cú Alter whispered.
"But instead, we can both become queen and king of this nation, rulling it side by side as the strongest power couple to ever exist!" Medb said, unmaking the hug to then summon and grab her whip. "I think that reality is a lot more appealing to me." She said with a smug, rubbing her whip. "Anyways, Fionn, Diarmuid. You both are dismissed. Go to Alcatraz and prepare your troops for the surprise attack!"
"And remember..." Cú Alter looked menacingly at the two spearman. "You already failed once. Make sure to not do it twice."
"Comprehended my king!" Fionn exclaimed.
"We shall not dissapoint or tarnish the empire's name again!" Diarmuid declared.
"Good. You can go now." Cú Alter ordered them, seeing the two celtic spearmen leaving.
Medb stretched her arms in the air in the meantime. "Welp, with all of that said, I think I'll have myself some 'fun time' with the prisoners. Wanna join?"
"You know those type of things don't exhilarate me by one bit." Cú Alter replied, refusing his partner's offer. "I'll find myself something to occupy my time."
As he begun to walk down the hallway, Medb pouted behind his back. "Sheez! Talk about hard-to-get guys!"
On the outside of the White House, Fionn and Diarmuid both walked to the front gates, about to call their troops.
"So? Do you think she stared more at me than you?" Diarmuid asked his friend.
"No. You can see she gave more glances directed at me." Fionn argued back.
"You sure? Because I'm positive that wink was for me." Diarmuid replied, now with the two fighting who had gained more of their queen's attention.
But Fionn ended up cooling his head. "What gives? All that I know is that we will be greatly rewarded by her if we complete the task this time."
"Eh. That's true. A reward that both of us can share." Diarmuid smiled friendly. "Worthy of a warrior like you."
Fionn chuckled. "Please. You are also as if not MORE worthy of it than I, Diarmuid."
"I don't think so. But I respect such consideration." Diarmuid also laughed. "Also, we might run into them again, so we better be more prepare this time."
"Hmm, I do look forward to it." Fionn closed his eyes for a moment. "I can't wait to meet up with that maiden of the shield again. I'll make sure that as per the promise, I make her my new spouse."
On the middle of the stone and dried desert, a caravan strolled in the scenario, sheltering its passengers from the sun as well as transporting them to their next location.
"Even if we cannot feel it, I forgot how hot this part of the country used to be." Tesla commented, being on the driver's seat on the carriage's front alongside Geronimo.
"The years can go by and there will still be things that stay the same." Geronimo told him. "It's kinda nostalgic when you think about it. Even if a life in the city differs greatly from one of the countryside."
"Eh, having spent my life in labs and big cities, appreciating this country's nature for the first time is an enticing experience." Tesla said with a small smile, watching the view around them.
"Does it makes you reflect?" Geronimo asked, lying is back into the seat, relaxing a bit.
"Perhaps. I do think it's natural for genius to have time and spaces to usually reflect their thinkings." Tesla replied. "Maybe this is my own."
"To have a place like that for your spirit of mind is a true benefit." Geronimo talked back, seeing a small bird land on his finger. "It does feel weird to not see any machines, mechanisms, gears or any building at all, right?"
Tesla laughed a bit. "It does. Not even the train rails that I used to travel are here. It's like seeing a person that you know but with a totally different face."
"This empty and natural America may be stranger to you, but for us natives this is the country we grew up in." Geronimo stared to the big rocky mountains in the horizon, the wind softly going against his face and hair. "Residing within its biomes, far from the noises of the new civilization."
"That does sound like a peaceful way of living." Tesla said, pondering about what he was about to say next. "Excuse me from bringing this up but, why do you want to save America? This is a country of people that colonized and took the lands of the native tribes ,like the Apache, away from them." The inventor brought up a touchy subject in relation to Geronimo's life and of his tribe. "If anything, I expected you to want to see this country fall and cease existing." Despite Tesla thinking that Geronimo wouldn't respond, he got surprised when the native man did answered him.
"If this country stops existing, so does my people." He said. "What I'm doing is for them. It's duty as a chief to guarantee that the tribe keeps on surviving. I may have fought this country during my life, but if I let it dissapear, so will the Apache and the blood of my brothers I fought alongside with." Geronimo said with sincerity in his voice, tackling the subject with a level-headed mind. "Plus, if we do end up saving America, this nation will be eternally in gratitude with me." He smiled, staring up to the sky. "And I can die happily with that thought."
"So no harsh feelings. Is that what you're saying?" Tesla asked him.
"No harsh feelings." Geronimo replied, showing to have no desire for vengeance for the things that happened during his previous life.
Turning around, Tesla took a glance to the inside of the caravan. "How are you doing back there?"
"All good!" Ritsuka replied to his servant as he, Mash, Peko, Nala, Nightingale and Rama were all sitting on the back of the carrage.
"Well...I think most of us are good." Nala said with an embaressed smile, staring at Rama.
"Was that really the best way that Nightingale-san could've came up with when wanting to transport him alongside us?" Mash questioned the nurse, also staring at Rama.
"It was the only doable method. And it's a great one at that." Nightingale justified. "I do not see the why for such questioning."
"It's that, it doesn't look quite comfortable to be in." Peko said, sharing the same opinion as of his sister and Mash.
"Fou! Fou!"
"The objective of this is to be reliable and steady." Nightingale replied back. "Once again, I'm not seeing the problem here."
"I do believe that can be true." Ritsuka said to the nurse. "But, you might have exaggerated a bit one the-"
Rama ended up sighing. "It's okay guys..." He said, his entire body being shoved and stuck into a bag except for his neck and throat as well as having it attached to some harnasses that were crafted and used by Nightingale in order for her to carry Rama and the bag on her back. "I'll...get used to it."
"How's the wound?" Mash asked him.
"Not as painful as when it happened, that I can tell you." Rama responded, having a bit of relief that the injury didn't felt as burning as before. He had to thank Nightingale for that.
"Did it hurt a lot at the time?" Peko asked him, having another person who fought Cú Alter to speak with him.
"Like a thousand thunders striking my body..." Rama described to him. "But it was swift. As if the pain was so unearable for a second that my entire nerves shut down as reaction. But when I recovered back my consciousness, the pain was utterly unbeareble. Every heartbeat from my rivened heart was agonizing. Thankfully, it's a lot calmer now." Rama rested his head. "I've fought a handul of great enemies in my life already, but only one or two could fight like terrifying beasts the same way Cú Chulainn does."
"I see." Peko put his arms around his knees, his mind going back to the fight he and Nala had with the brutal spearman. "The way he puts fear in someone by fighting so ruthlessly..."
Hearing the conversation, Nala checked on the wrist where her bracelet used to be. How she lost it against Cú Alter. Reminding herself of that would only grow Nala's sadness and frustration, blaming herself for not still not being strong enough, tightening the grip on the wrist.
"I'm sorry." Ritsuka speaked, getting their attention.
"Y-You don't need to Ritsuka." Peko replied. "What matters is that we are all fine."
"Peko's right. The fact that we are all alive is great and that's the important thing here." Mash also said it. "You're doing a good job as a leader so far, master."
"Am I?" Ritsuka questioned, looking to the floor. "Because I always feel like I can do better."
"..." Nala stood silent, only watching. She was understading what Ritsuka felt and meant by those words.
"With you being you, I think the job you've been doing has exceeded anyone's spectations." Peko tried to cheer up his friend. "I'd say that of all the masters Chaldea had, humanity got lucky in you being the remaining one to survive." He went closer to Ritsuka. "So please, don't be sad. I know that you are worth way more than that as our leader."
"..." Lowering down his head, Ritsuka's eyes got covered by his own hair for a moment. "You're right Peko." He proceed to lift up his head and smile to the boy. "Thanks for reminding me of that." He said, making Peko smile back at him.
"Your trust in one another seems strong." Rama noticed. "How long have you been together as a team?"
"Long enough to know each others favourite colors and foods!" Nala joked.
Mash giggled a bit. "You could consider that." She then looked at Rama. "But it has been quite some long time by now."
"That's nice to hear." Rama replied. "Travel companions are always a good thing to have around."
Peko changed his gaze to Nightingale who was mostly quiet, her eyes seeming off the conversation. "Are you thinking about something Nightingale?"
"I am." She replied. "There's something with the celtic empire that I've been thinking about for a while."
"Like what?" Nala asked the nurse.
"The size of their army and troops. Think about it. We now know that Edison has servants and factories that manufactures those robots at an high speed. By all means, he has quite the large army." Nightingale speaked. However, the rest of the group wasn't catching on it.
"I think we already knew about that. But, what does that have to do with the Celtic Empire army?" Ritsuka said to the nurse.
"If Edison has servants and a non-stop production of artificial soldiers, how could they be having hardship against the enemy?" Nightingale brought up the problem. "It surely can't be only attributed to the fact the Celtic Empire's servants may be stronger. There must be something else to make their troops counter the ones of the West army."
"Seeing through that perspective, it really makes me wonder how the celts are able to keep up with the West's insane production of their troops." Mash thought about it, finally seeing the point Nightingale was trying to make.
Catching the chat on his back, Geronimo turned around. "That's something I forgot to told you about!" he exclaimed, gaining the party's attention. "We discovered that somehow, no matter how many soldiers or celtic troops you defeat, it appears that the empire somehow keep producing more and more troops."
"Hm?! How so?!" Ritsuka asked to Geronimo.
"We have yet to know. Perhaps some type of spell or magecraft from their queen that keeps on summoning the soldiers to fight for her." Geronimo replied. "That's how this war has been waging on in equal footing for some time now. But if it keeps it like this, I dare say the Celtic Empire servants may make the vital difference in giving the victory to their side."
"So they also have means to basically create their troops endlessly." Tesla commented, also paying attention to the topic.
"It could either be their queen's magic or..." Mash looked to her own group. "Are you thinking the same as I?"
"The Holy Grail." Ritsuka replied.
"The chances of it being on the Celtic Empire's hands isn't far-fetched." Peko commented.
"I also bet on it." Nala said, before crossing her arms. "But we dont have any way to confirm it. It would be taking a shot in the dark." The girl pressed her own thumb against her head. "Hummm, the grail could be anywhere and we have two sides as our enemies. Bah! Couldn't things be more simpler if we could just worry about having to find the grail instead of having two armies wanting us dead?!"
"Well, I could propose a plan for us to deal with that problem." Romani speaked up, appearing in front of them in his hologramic form.
"And what kind of plan is that in order to get rid of the other two factions as the one who doesn't have means of mass producing troops?" Nightingale asked the doctor while Rama peacefully rested in the bag next to her.
"Hear me. I know this might sound cliche but..." Romani prepared his voice. "We could plot a murder on both leaders of the armies, ending their resources of creating infinite troops."
"That...sounds risky." Ritsuka said. "Could be fifty-fifty."
"The West will keep an eye on us and The Resistance since we've escaped their main stronghold with Geronimo." Peko pointed out. "And I'd assume the Celtic Empire also knows about this faction too to not ignore it." He said the possible flaws in trying to orchestrate Romani's assassination plot.
"And would we be even able to assassinate both leaders at the same time?" Mash made another question, also having doubts. "If we killed the leader of one side, the other one would most surely get the news and prevent from the same thing to happen with their leader."
"Hmm, it's times like this were it would be great having an assassin servant." Ritsuka commented.
"It's just an idea guys!" Romani told them. "We still have to properly develop it into a functional plan."
"We can think about that later on." Nightingale told him. "What should come first is trying to find Rama's wife."
"Yeah. That is our priority." Romani replied.
Ritsuka smirked to the doctor. "Wow, don't you find this both hilarious and sad at the same time doctor?"
Romani looked back at him confused. "W-What?"
Nala also stared at Romani, doing a cat smug with her face. "How Rama is married and everything and you with all those years are still single?" She joked alongside Ritsuka.
"W-Why do you have to bring up private things?!" Romani shouted, embaressed. "You don't know if I was married or not to be spewing that nonsense!"
"Hmm, what do you think Nala? How much in denial is he?" Ritsuka asked to the girl by his side.
"In the ultra stages of it. That might be dangerous." Nala giggled playfully.
Mash however was of a different opinion. "Hmm, I really am not sure if Doctor Romani has ever been single during his entire life."
"Is there proof of that?" Peko asked the shielder, curious.
"Well, there isn't any photos of him with women but I think I used to see the doctor with a ring around his finger."
"Wow, thanks guys. You're the best, really." Romani said, a little upset as Da Vinci appeared to comfort him.
"C'mon now Roman. A little mockery doesn't hurt anybody." She patted him on the back while he would wheep on her chest. "Per exemple, I too was never married."
Tesla turned around to stare at the doctor. "And if you want an advise from a single man to another, I suggest- hm?" His attention was quickly diverted to Geronimo who tapped his shoulder. "Did you found something?"
Geronimo pointed to a town a mile away from them. "It's there! We're arriving Lubbock!"
The group that was inside the caravan was able to hear it.
"About time!" Nala exclaimed, having gotten fed up with the trip inside the transport.
"Wish that those two allied servants of Geronimo are in there." Peko speaked, getting up from the ground.
Mash did the same, checking on her own armor. "Are you ready to get out master?" She asked to Ritsuka.
"I am!" Ritsuka responded, with the caravan coming to a full stop right in front of the town's entrance.
Delving the area, the party found it strange how it looked empty at first view, with no one on the streets outside. All of the buildings had signs of battle, indicating that a fight happened here not so long ago.
"Where did everyone went to?" Nala asked, checking inside a barrel with Peko and Fou.
"Fou?" Fou got out of the barrel.
"It really is weird." Peko said. "Were we perhaps too late and they left?"
"No. That can't be." Geronimo replied. "I myself gave them orders to wait for my arrival once they overtook this town."
"Then where are they? Did they went to drink or something?" Ritsuka asked.
"Something about this doesn't feel right." Nightingale said, carrying the bag containing Rama on her back. "There is neither a sight from them or the celts. But judging by the damages on the building, a nasty fight happened here."
"Could they have died on the battle against the celts?" Tesla thought. "After all, they were only two against what we assume to be a large group of enemies."
"It isn't possible. I'm aware of both of their abilities." Geronimo said. "They use to go well against the odds. Including being at disadvantage. They can't be dead."
"Better keep looking." Mash said. "Perhaps they are hidden somewhere. I should contact the doc-"
"Fou! Fou!" Fou got the party's attention, having started to sniff the ground.
"Eh? What is it Fou?" Peko asked the creature.
Nala lowered herself down a bit. "Did you catched something?"
"FOU!" With his ear's suddenly pointing up, the creature detected a smell and was now spirnting torwards its source.
"That means he did!" Peko said as Ritsuka runned past him.
"Let's see where it leads!" Ritsuka speaked to the party who now all runned alongside him, following Fou who was running around town and taking turns left and right. Everyone could only speculate where he would guide them to.
"Is he usually this energetic?" Tesla asked.
"When he finds something, yes!" Mash replied.
"An animal's sense of scent tends to be usually correct!" Geronimo said, believing that Fou's nose wasn't mistaken.
"Is everyhting alright in there?" Nightingale asked to Rama, not wanting to disturb his body and rest with all this running.
"Nngh...eeh..." The king of Kosala let out some weak groans, feeling his secured body jolting in the bag due to the quick movements the nurse was doing.
"As long as you aren't bleeding, I'll assume that you are fine!" Nightingale said, thinking that Rama was well.
"He's literally with a face of suffer right there!" Peko exclaimed to her, unbelieving on how Nightingale came to that conclusion.
Having taken another turn around the corner, it seemed Fou was heading to a saloon who weirdly enough, appeared to be in fine conditions.
"He's about to enter that building!" Nala said.
"How come that saloon remain unschated unlike the rest of the city?" Ritsuka adressed the strangeness of it.
"There's only one way to find out!" Mash replied, barging into the saloon's entrance with the entire party. "And that is-...huh?"
Looking to the place in front of them, the group saw the building infested with celts, all of them either relaxing and drinking on tables or playing games with each other. Unnecessary to say that once the party noisy stepped in, every single celt soldier stared at them, initially confused. And the party was as shocked and confused as their enemies.
"This doesn't look like a friendly place." Ritsuka commented in full surprise.
"Did you just lead us to a trap, Fou?" Nala stared dissapointedly at the small animal.
"F-Fou? Fou!?" Fou looked around, having lost the scent and making himself believe that he may had guided his group into a trap inadvertently.
"So it means there was still some celt soldiers left behind." Peko noted, carefully moving the hand behind his back to summon the sword as his eyes kept staring at the several glares of the enemies.
"But still no signal of those two servants." Tesla replied. "I shouldn't be considering hypothesis so early on but-" The inventor then saw the first celt release a scream of war and picking up his weapon as every other soldier followed the example. "And they are ready to kill us!"
Mash was quick in summoning her shield. "And we're ready to fight back!"
"You said it Mash!" Ritsuka told her as he saw the celts fastly approaching. "They might be many but we-" Withtout even finishing the phrase, Ritsuka saw the majority of the celts at the front being shoot down by some bullets and arrows. "Hm?"
"Someone else dealt with them?" Nightingale asked impressed as Geronimo smirked on her side.
"I told you. They'd be here." He said, looking at the ceilling of the saloon. "Did you really had to hide while we were arriving?"
"Jeez! Sorry 'bout that chief! We got kinda in a pickle here!"
"These guys mutiply more than rabbits! But we were about to resolve the trouble ourselves!"
Getting out from the hideout and falling from the ceilling, two young men shot down the celtic soldiers in the area of their landing, revealing themselves not only to the enemy but also to the party.
"Eh. It's great to see you two again. Robin. Billy." Geronimo smiled to the two servants. The rest of the group was amazed by their entrance.
"It's incredible how they already took out a good percentage of enemies so fast!" Ritsuka said to himself.
"Likewise chief!" The blonde gunslinger said happily. "Oh? And we have newcomers too? Nice to meet y'all!" He waved greetingly at them before dodging from an incoming attack and taking out another celtic soldier.
"The time for introductions will have to wait!" The ginger young archer told, taking out another enemy, staring at the plenty of ones that were still left. "We can do that when we wipe out all of them! Care to help us?"
"You don't even need to ask twice." Ritsuka said as the entire party went forward, joining the fight against the entire batallion of celts alongside the two servants.
"No enemies within the perimeter. We got the town clear of them." Mash reported, having ended up her analysis of the zone in order to check if there wasn't any danger nearby. Once the fight had been over everyone was standing outside the saloon's entrance, resting up and restoring their energies.
"Good job in fighting and freeing this town over the empire's control you two!" Geronimo made an informal and friendly handshake with his two other allies, happy to see them. "That's another area under The Resistance!"
"Another victory for us!" The blonde gunslinger said happily.
"That should make the moral of our faction raise a bit." The ginger archer commented.
"I hope that fighting against those entire troops alone wasn't so hard for you." Geronimo told them.
"Nah. They may could multiply a lot, but their individual strenght is still the same." The orange haired archer replied.
"The last troop however was being a tad harder to take down tho." The blonde gunslinger said. "We ended up decidin' to lure them to an area and then hide, plannin' a surprise attack on them."
"But then you showed up and well, we ended up coming out sooner." The ginger archer added.
"So that explains why we didn't saw you anywhere when we reached here." Ritsuka speaked to the two, approaching them with the rest of his team. "Name's Ritsuka Fujimaru. Nice to meet you!"
"Greetings! I'm Peko Finsternis."
"I'm Nala Finsternis! A pleasure!"
"And I'm Mash Kyrielight! We are the newest members in this fight for your faction's goal." Mash explained, introducing herself by last.
"What a lively bunch of fellas yall sound like!" The blonde gunslinger laughed, touching his own forhead with the tip of his gun. "The name of this pal in front of ya is Billy! Billy the Kid! The wildest cowpoke in the west!" He introduced himself to them.
"Billy the Kid?" Ritsuka said in surprise, looking at him now that he knew of the servant's identity. "I have to say, your name matches up with your appearence!"
"Yeah. You really are what I'd imagine the legendary Billy the Kid to look like." Mash commented.
"You think so? He looks more like a teen than a kid." Peko noticed.
"Yep! But Billy the Teen wouldn't be soundin' as good as Billy the Kid, dontcha think?" Billy told him.
"The way you speak sure sounds funny!" Nala giggled, liking to hear the cowboy's accent.
"Hm? Ya think that?" Billy asked her.
"So one of America's most famous outlaws will be helping us?" Tesla said, remembering of hearing about Billy's deeds at a younger stage of his life before moving to the United States. "Guess you just can't go to this country and expect to not have cowboys in the middle."
"And you there. What's your name?" Nightingale asked to the ginger archer.
"Who? This nice chum standin' here?" Billy put an arm over the other servant's shoulder. "He is my good ol' pal, Rip van Winkle."
"H-Hey! Cut it out with that crap!" The orange haired archer pushed Billy's arm away before retrieving his posture. "Anyways, I'm not the Winkle guy or whoever the hell Billy is talking about. My true identity is actually Robin Hood!"
"Robin Hood!? The thief who stoles from the rich and gives it to the poor?" Ritsuka said in surprise.
"I think I've heard about a Robin Hood before." Peko said.
"At this point, who didn't?" Mash replied. "Robin Hood is one of the most famous characters of literature in the world. Everybody has at least heard about him once and is aware of his actions during the middle ages of England in the period of John Lackland's reign. He is basically one of the archtypes to what people perceive today as a hero."
"Wow! Didn't knew I had fangirls by the way you speak." Robin laughed a bit before stopping smiling. "But I warn you already that I don't take autographs. Thiefs don't like of the attention."
"I think you could perhaps accept this gift back instead." Geronimo told him, throwing the green cape at Robin.
"Ah! How it's good to have it in my hands again!" Robin said happily. "And I see you put it to good use chief." He attached the cape on his back. "With these new recruits, I hope things get to become easier."
"By the way, how's Rama? Ya found any cure for the poor fella's wound?" Billy asked to Geronimo, staring at the indian servant stucked on the bag that Nightingale supported on her back. "He looks like he has seen better days."
"Not yet." The native man said in negative. "However, I do think we might have found a way to heal him."
"How so?" Robin asked curiously.
"It's a bit confusing to understand at first but you'll easily get it." Nala told him and Billy.
"I'll explain." Geronimo said, explaining and sharing the entire method he and the new members of the faction came up with in order to save Rama. The two archer servants listened with attention.
"So that's how eh?" Robin put a finger under his chin. "We will need to find his wife, Sita."
"Quite the lovely solution! But as a born yankee who traveled these lands far and wide, I think findin' his lady will be kinda tough."
"Then you don't have any clue where she might could be?" Ritsuka asked the two.
"Nope! Absolute zero so far." Robin responded.
"Nil! Nada!" Billy reinforced it.
"No evidence of her being nearby here then." Nightingale said.
"Either that or she also went into hiding." Tesla replied. "But with a Singularity as big as this one, I'm sure she that there is chances of she being here as a rogue servant."
"Hm? Rogue servant?" Robin's mind seemed to have picked that part of the inventor's talking. "Hey Bill, wasn't that girl passing here yesterday a servant as well?"
"Yeah! Thank god she's gone! Our ears were sufferin' like hell to the point of almost bleedin' from her awful singin'." Billy added, making the rest of the party look at them in bafflement.
"That rogue servant could know where Sita is!" Ritsuka exclaimed.
"Robin! Billy! Did you heard or this rogue servant mentioned to you the location she would be going next?" Geronimo asked to the two.
"Yes we did." Robin replied, nervously sweating a bit. "Altough I would recommend to just ignore her and search for Sita on another place."
Billy nodded his head behind Robin. "I agree! Believe me when I say that ya don't wanna come near her! Specially if she's throwin' a 'concert'!"
"Hmm, why does that sounds familiar?" Peko wondered when he had met a person that fit that description.
"Look, the more we can get, the better. Anyone that can help us fight for our cause and find Rama's wife is welcome! Every rogue servant here counts as valuable companion!" Geronimo tried to make to convince the two to say the location of the rogue servant. "So do tell me, please!"
Sighing, Robin decided to answer. "Okay chief." He looked at the native man. "The rogue servant said she'd be going to the city of Dallas, a few miles east from here."
To be continued...
And that was it for chapter 78!
Sorry for the slight delay everyone! Had other matters that prevented me from publishing the chapter earlier. But here it is! Billy and Robin are the ones making their debut appearence this time around. A little bit of focus on Cú Alter and Medb to know what's happening in the meantime and I'm feeling very tired and sleepy as of right now, like its 4AM the moment I'm writting this! So yeah, this time the A/N will be shorter because I'm fucking fatigued and needing some good, long, sleep, just like Nightingale would advice.
Also chapter two of Ordeal Call at the end of this month! OH YES! AT LAST! FUCKING FINALLY!
Anyways, that's all I wanted to say and see you next time on chapter 79! Peace!
P.S:
Ritsuka (scrabbling through some boxes in the storage room of Novum Chaldea)
Kadoc: What are you doing?
Ritsuka: Just trying to see where I- hey! (Takes out a Nintendo3DS from the box) Is this a 3DS?! Right here in Chaldea!? Is this a blessing from enduring all that gacha and lostbelt crap?!
Kadoc: Oh, looks like you found my 3DS. You can play with it. I don't mind.
Ritsuka (smilling overjoyed): Hehehehe, time to have some good nostalgic fun-...wtf?!
Kadoc: What's the matter?
Ritsuka: Bro, your 3DS...isn't an hacked one?
Kadoc: Excuse me?
Ritsuka: For christ sake Kadoc, you moron! Its 2024 and you haven't hacked your 3DS yet!?
Kadoc: W-Why should I? I don't wanna risk to brick it!
Ritsuka (appalled): Dude, it's literally one of the easiest things to do! A goddamn 6th grader could do it in fifteen minutes!
Kadoc: L-Look, Fujimaru. What if I just...don't want to hack my own 3DS huh? What if I want it to be kept and perserved in a pure and clean way? Is there anything wrong with it?
Ritsuka: Then you're a loser.
Kadoc: Wow, Fujimaru. Very mature of you.
Wodime (from heaven): What's happening down there?
Ritsuka: Kadoc is a pussy who can't bring himself to hack his 3DS
Wodime: Oh, sorry for my language but, what the fuck Zempulus?! It's one of the easiest things to do in the world! You dont even need magecraft bullshit to do it!
Ritsuka: That's what I've been telling him!
Kadoc: You guys can't be serious...