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"Put the forge there… Replace that stupid fake plant with my glorious multi-workbench..."

I scratch my chin as I renovate my room, with my starting equipment, Chaldea is currently is busy locating the First Singularity, this is free time that I need to get good at crafting, enchanting and maybe bits of alchemy as well, also 'Save Mashu' plan is going to take a long time and whole lot of spamming to do it, but man oh man, its going to be sooo worth it~!

First things first, I should make myself a weapon, perhaps a staff of some kind and armor.

Because I'm currently wearing the default Chaldea clothing, and frankly, I feel disgusted at the fact that I'm a filthy, shit faced default. Ugh, just shoot me please.

Hmmm, lets see…. I want something that will look cool when I swing it around, something that will help me cast my spells, something that will get me sued with a junior legal paper...

How about a light saber?

Yes, why the fuck not? a light saber would satisfy all of the needs I mentioned above. (Disney)

I put my hands on my workbench, my mind going an extra mile to think up theories on how to get a light saber working.

….

1 hour later.

...

"Oh C'mon! Work! Damn you!" I threw the failure #54 light-saber at my portable forge. Making it melt for umpteenth time. Waste not want not and all.

Feeling even more determined and stubborn, I start working on light-saber #55.

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Five hours later.

"..."

It's finished.

I hold my glorious weapon, improvised 'magic staff', cradling it like a new born baby in my hands.

"And…" I hold it in one hand, raising it to the sky. I say;

"Let there be light!" I active my magical circuits and start feeding my Prana into it, the light saber emits a beam, shining white brightly, although it doesn't have that familiar vrring sound of an actual light-saber when you move it around, it should work just fine when it comes to cutting. Not only that I can…

Light saber's beam suddenly changed colors, going from a pure white, to a deep red, if you look closely, you can see the flames sprouting all around it.

I can also, add different magical attributes, from holy to dark, fire and ice, etc. And combine them, its a perfect tool to not only cut some bitches in half 'effortlessly', but also a 'perfect' staff to make my magecraft more effective, I can use it to heal and buff other people as well.

I was originally going to use gems and crystals (like a certain Tohsaka) as a battery of sort that the mechanism can use, similar to an actual light saber, but ultimately decided against it, instead, I will have to continuously feed Prana into this greedy little thing to use it.

Why? Well, because this way I can increase my Od pool faster. the gems would offer better consumption and more effective solution but... Pff, do I look like a pussy ass bitch?

No, don't answer that question.

Anyway, I should probably explain how the hilt actually looks like, hmmm, its just regular ol' cylinder, black in color, that's about it.

...Now that my super awesome light saber #365 (number may be over-exaggerating) is ready, I can start working on my armor.

Hmm… Something that would offer me mobility and…

How about a full, and tight body suit with enchantments for starters? Y'know, something that screams future, science, and magecraft in one package, similar to the combat uniform in game.

With it, I can wear armor over it, the more pieces I wear, better it is for me, I can enchant all of them differently to give me more bonuses.

I nod to myself and get back to work, delicately putting my light saber #365, aside.

A few hours later.

...This took… Not that long actually, compared to the light saber.

I inspect the full body suit, the material is both elastic, durable, perfect to wear under armor.

The armor I had in mind will improve my agility and spell-craft, so it won't save me from being evaporated by a NP, not unless…

I get better at smithing and enchantment. Craft something much more potent…

So, with that in mind, I enchanted it both with intriguing runes and my own magic to grant me some amount of agility and nimble footwork, also strengthen my spells a bit. Body suit's color is black, the runes and my own enchantments glowing a dark blue.

Now, I need to craft armor pieces to wear over this, but I don't have that much metal left, I only have enough to craft armor to protect and cover my essential bits.

A chest armor to protect my vitals, my upper back included, the belly is exposed, elbow and knee pads, boots, greaves and gauntlets…

And I'm out of materials, story of my life.

I FEEL SO UNEXPOSED! Without any shoulder pads! FU-

Well, be back in a bit, I gotta enchant these bad boys, hmm I wonder if Da-Vinci can give me some metals? It wouldn't hurt to ask, would it?

31 minutes later.

Done. I enchanted all of the pieces to grant me even more agility and spell strength, also the armor pieces are white in color, the runes and the enchantments make them glow a dark blue, just like the body suit.

"-Senpai?"

Also I forgot to mention, Mashu was in the room from the get go (yes, for the last 5-6 hours or so), even though I told her that she can leave, she refused to listen, instead opting to sit on my bed, reading a book, occasionally glancing at me, while I did my magic, though I get the feeling she wanted to help me, but couldn't bring herself to interrupt me when I was too deep an' invested into this, because I tend to space out when I truly focus on things, also, Jalter is in her room, if you are wondering where she is.

She rose up from the bed, putting her book aside.

"You didn't told me you were so adept in smithing, Senpai." She pointed at my portable forge and work-bench, before glancing at my precious light saber #365. her eyes shining with curiosity.

"I'm a man with many hobbies." I answer with a shrug, I look at her with a kind smile, before turning around to organize my work-bench, and put away the finished armor and suit, For now, this should be enough, later on I can upgrade them. I didn't start on working on 'Save Mashu' plan just yet. I grab my light saber, and clip it to my belt, I can feel Mashu's gaze follow it, before;

She springs into action with a smile on her face, and says;

"Let me help, Senpai!" She curiously looked at my work-bench, she stood next to me, a bit too close than normal standards, her side touching mine.

"...Okay." I laugh lightly, we proceed to clean the workbench and put away the tools where they belong, she didn't look that surprised by this talent o' mine, I half expected her to question my glorious light saber and stuff.

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"Huh..." I was sitting on my bed, my back against the wall, reading a book about holy magic, and lifting curses, its going to be useful in the future, no doubt, I also picked up a few things about summoning familiars.

Mashu yawned on my side, she is reading that same book, I don't know what its about, I can see her eyes dropping with tiredness, although I told her to go to her room and catch some zzz's, its little past 4 AM. But she refused to leave my side unattended.

"..."

1 hour later.

"Oh my..." I look at my side to see Mashu lean her head against my shoulder, eyes closed, her breathing is even and calm, it seems her glasses had fallen off to her lap.

I gently grab her book from her hands, the glasses, alongside with my own book, I put them on the ground, somewhere safe where we wouldn't step on them.

I lay and sift into a comfortable position, with Mashu on my side, her head on my chest, my hand is softly caressing the back of her head.

I fall asleep.

"..."

I open my eyes, a really, really adorable scene registers into my brain as the first thing my eyes bore witness.

Mashu snoring softly, her head resting against my chest, her small body curled to snuggle me, practically with no distance between us. Her arms hugging my hips.

My left arm is wrapped around her, I just stop functioning for a while, from cuteness overload.

"S-Senpai..." Mashu wakes up with a yawn, her eyes fluttering into consciousness.

She realizes her 'less than' innocent closeness to a man, in a bed no less, and simply froze in place, her mouth open slightly in shock, her expression gradually turns more and more red from embarrassment.

"I-I-I…." She stutters, but makes no attempt to get away. Shell shocked perhaps? Maybe its something else. Hmm? I do not need to spell it out for ya, do I?

"Morning." I smile innocently.

"M-Morning… Senpai..." She awkwardly untangled herself from me, still blushing, looking away as she adjusted her position on the bed, she rose herself up and proceed to sit saiza style.

With a huff, I lift my lazy bones up, still not looking away from her, my active gaze seems to make her even more nervous.

"I..." She bites her bottom lip, unable to say anything, we just stood there in awkward silence, her nervous attitude is... Welp… Can I kiss her? I hold back my desire to do so, even though I think I can get away with it.

"Wanna go get some breakfast?" I broke the silence, after seeing that its nine o'clock, she wordlessly nods in response.

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"Master! About time you showed up."

When we arrived to cafeteria, Jalter greeted us, from a table near the entrance, indulging in her own food, sitting all alone.

I make eye contact with her, she somehow manages to look bored and detached even with that smirk of hers, to a point where I'm starting to think that's her default expression.

She had removed her gauntlets, cloak and metal boots for a more casual look, the armored bit of her skirt is gone as well, opted to wear simple high heel sandals and the dress she wore underneath.

But for some reason, she still wore that ornate forehead mask, huh...

"C'mon." I nudge Mashu gently into the line, it consisted of Chaldea's Staff, even the ever sleepy Roman was in it as well, but the line itself wasn't that long, probably because most of staff gotten injured by the explosion just not too long ago, still healing. Including Olga.

I should probably visit her… I make a mental note to do so.

After successfully grabbing our grub, we moved to sit together with Alter Jeanne, I greet her properly this time and say;

"Mornin'." Jalter nods, taking a sip from a cup of tea, black kind.

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This shit is way too bland! I'm disappointed in myself that I expected cafeteria food to be somewhat eatable! I'm not even going to explain what kind of food it is! Next time, I'll cook food for both myself and my lovely servants, I love cooking, ya know?

"So Master, what's in our agenda today?" Jeanne placed her half-finished cup of tea on the table, looking at me directly.

"Until a Singularity pops up, nothing much." I shrug.

Jalter nods, turning to look at Mashu, who is playing with her food rather than eating it, her body language screams 'I'm thinking about something!' even a moron can tell that.

"...What's with you?" Jalter asked, looking at Mashu with a mildly curious expression.

"…!" Mashu looked up from her food, her face burning with embarrassment.

"I.. umm..." Mashu pulled out the typical 'Umm' card, a noise effect that is commonly used by anime girls, traps, etc. 10 outta 10, would hear it again.

"Never mind. I don't care, its your business." Jalter glanced at me for a second, before her eyes dropped to her cup.

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"Alexander!" Roman shouted from somewhere off screen, waving to get my attention.

"I'd like to have a word with you in the Command Room after breakfast." He said from his own table, alongside his tray (I'm still not going to mention what the actual food is, its that bland and weird.) three cups, no doubt coffee, sat by.

I give a thumps up towards his general direction.

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"So, what?" I questioned Roman, both of my servants are behind me.

"I wanted to ask you a few things but-" Roman gets interrupted by Da-Vinci, who appears out of nowhere.

"I'll take things from here, Doctor Roman." She looks at me, her permanent smile seemed to stretch even further then normal, making me a little worried.

With Roman looking dejected, she asks;

"It appears that our sensors cannot scan your vitals properly, do you know the reason why?" She asked.

"...I naturally have high resistance against any magic that effects my mind, your sensors probably can't pick that much info about me."

I can create worlds, universes, bend the fucking reality itself, but there is one thing even my omnipotent abilities can't even begin to touch…

Its my willpower. No probes, no magic, no technology can mess with my great ol' noggin!

"Interesting..." this time she turns to Mash and Jalter, former being the most invested in our conversation, later just… Looks dis-interested.

"What do you two think about your Master?" Da-Vinci asks.

"He's great! Understanding, and-" Mashu smiles broadly, her kind kind words tugs my lips up for a smile as well.

"Hehehe~ I see. I see. What about you Ms. Broody?" Da-Vinci giggles at Mashu, before turning to Jalter, who just shrugs, an annoyed look on her face, answering Da-Vinci's question with;

"He's alright, I guess."

"You managed to summon her? Oh my. Pretty much the only thing we can read, is your Mana levels, and they are quite… Big." Da-Vinci looks at me with her smile, but her eyes tells me that… She wants something. Something I can 'easily' give it to her. But that means I'd have to give her one of the five Servants slots, (Mashu didn't take a slot) I have available, it will get larger, but only with time.

From this point, each finished Singularity (Fuyuki doesn't count) will increase the slot number by one, and by end of the Babylon, I will have around 13 Servants, if I only include 5-star Servants, before you ask, yes, I will have plenty of 1 to 4 star Servants, but to avoid clutter, I will only take a 'small' force with me for adventuring. if writer decides to do a mass harem, these limits will cease to exist, and I will able to summon every Servant that exists.

Simple enough right? Though I should warn you that I will not go near certain yandere and 'moscot' characters, alright? Brunhild will be an exemption to this, though I probably have to cheat to actually get her, Yanderes just don't go well with harems, but hell, I'll try me best matey, I'm sure it will all work out in the end, just like you think, don't ya? good... I need all the confidence and support.

"Are you implying… Perhaps a contract?" I smirk, Da-Vinci beams with a shiny shiny smile for a split second, more so then usual.

I glanced back to my Servants, Mashu smiled (albeit a little forced... Aw.) when our eyes met, Jalter still looked indifferent but it seems that she started to pay attention to the conversation, waiting to hear my response, I turned and face Da-Vinci.

"Well, maybe on a later date, I have my hands full at the moment..." I gave my answer, lazily waving a hand towards my Servants.

"I look forward to that day, then, Master."

Not gonna lie, that disappointment in her eyes... Welp, y'know what? if there is enough reviews about Da-Vinci, I might get her earlier then canon.

"Is there anything else, Da-Vinci?" I say, trying to change the subject, she shakes her head in response. (he forgot to ask for materials)

"There is a Singularity we are trying to establish a stable connection to, its still eluding us, but with my genius its only a matter of time!" Da-Vinci puts her hands on her hips, looking up, feeling all proud of herself.

"Well I'm counting on you with that, my lady." I bow elegantly with a smile, this act cause my Servants to look on with mild surprise.

Mashu blushes lightly as if I bowed to her, with Jalter raising an eyebrow at the scene, corner of her lips twitching.

"Now shoo! I need not any distractions!" Da-Vinci walks away, Roman nods towards us, before following her.

"Let's go." I said to my lovely servants, Mashu earnestly nodded while Jalter simply shook her head, before falling in line to follow me.

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"So..."

We are back in my humble room, Jalter and Mashu sitting on my bed, while I sat on my multi-workbench, damn I forgot to bring a chair with me, feeling too lazy to whip one out real quick, so gotta make do with this incredibly dangerous workbench that has an integrated automatic saw, the saw mod is meant to cut wood into planks and... Among other things...

"..." Jalter wordlessly crosses her legs, giving me a sideways-look. Mashu is reading that book of hers.

"Since we are going to be together for the foreseeable future, why don't you tell me a bit about yourself?" I questioned Jalter, Mashu sneakily lifting her gaze up from her book to listen as well.

"As if-" Jalter was going to shut me down pretty hard no doubt, but she stops, instead saying;

"Only… If you do the same." Jalter had a barely noticeable blush on her pale cheeks.

I smile at her.

"...Fair enough, ask away, you can too as well, Mash." Mashu does a little jump on her spot from being mentioned, Uwu~ that's cute.

"How did you get so… Proficient at magecraft?" Jalter asked, looking at me straight in the eye, quick! I gotta think up a convenient and cliche backstory... Not to be confused with my 'true' backstory, that's going to stay unknown forever, probably, you just gotta imagine how I actually became to be, matey, this stuff is the 'fake' background for the plebs.

"When I was nothing but a toddler, a prominent Magi from the Mage's Association found me in an orphanage." It all starts with this generic ass plot development, y'know? The usual stuff you can find just about everywhere.

Jalter and Mashu listens intently.

"She brought me straight to the Clock Tower, after sensing the amount of magic circuits I had, even though most… Nobles weren't most certainly enthusiastic about a no-name orphan kid within their ranks, well, they couldn't let me go as they deemed me too 'useful' and 'future-investment' because of my eh… Extremely high quality circuits." I make sure my voice is even, with slight resentment.

My Servants offer no comment, so I continue on.

"Although I uh… Pissed many of these… Noble families off (...by simply existing), there were few of other families who backed my upbringing and made sure I was well educated." I try my best not to curse. I'm not going to name who these families are, not yet at least.

Jalter nodded and said;

"But the spells you casted in Fuyuki were something else entirely, not mystic codes, nor did I sense any runes on you." Jalter blinks with confusion, with Mashu nodding in agreement.

"Dear;" I shake my head softly with a smile, Jalter both frowns and blushes at the word I used.

"My magic is something else entirely, something I, myself created." I let my proud side slip out.

"Your...Self… Created?" Jalter widens her eyes in surprise, Mashu gradually does the same.

"It's my willpower, my own determination and stubbornness." I said, lifting up a hand and making it glow bright blue to showcase it.

"..." Jalter stayed silent, both her and Mashu trying to comprehend what I'm saying, no doubt they wouldn't have believed me if both of them didn't see me in action before hand.

"Okay, I'd say I believe you, but what about your abnormal mana pool? No human can recover their Od that fast, even with your magical circuits." another valid question came from Jeanne, Mashu seemed to be interested in my answer to this as well, closing her book, putting it on the ground.

Hmm, here is the thing… Either I can continue to claim that I got good rolls from the genetics war when I was just an embryo in my mommy's belly, like some sort of stupid plot armored bullshit of a protagonist.

Or, be honest.

Hmm….

After many debates, I glance between my servants, who are showing their eagerness to hear my answer.

"Who said I was a human, in the first place?" I smirk, I got a feeling that 'some' level of honesty will work better here, also I want to show you lads that how much of a… Eh… Hands-on 'manipulator' I am, so to speak.

"Whah-" Jalter stood speechless, looking at me in a different light, Mashu's shock is more apparent as her jaw is literally hits the floor.

"B-But you are human, I can sense that." Jalter's expression is skeptical, Mashu still trying to recover.

"I worded that wrong," I shook my head before saying;

"Technically I'm a human, true, but..." I trail, they looked at me expectantly.

"But…?" Mashu repeats my last word meekly.

"...I trust both of you with all of my heart, you are my Servants, I will tell you this..." I stood up and walked towards them, I stop moving when I'm right in-front of them.

"S-Senpai..." Mashu is flustered, Jalter as well, to a lessened degree.

I wave a finger back and forth as if to tell them; 'come closer', they do so, leaning forwards, Jalter uncrossed her legs.

I can feel their breath on my face, Jalter's face is flushed, Mashu's face resembles a ripe tomato.

I gulp and lean enough to kiss them, I whisper;

"…I'm immortal."

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"EH!?" they collectively scream as they jumped back, almost in sync.

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Within seconds of recovering, Jalter started to chuckle, not too soon, it turned into full blown laughter,.

"Y-You.. Pff! How?! You must be delusional!" Jalter exclaimed between her laugh, Mashu is just looking at me with a worried look.

Off, getting called delusional by a... No, I'm not going to finish that sentence.

"I can still die, but I can't die because of natural causes." I grimace when her laughter gets louder.

"..."

She is holding her stomach as she fell on her back, her entire body shaking with laughter.

Her eyes get watery from laughing so hard, she abruptly stops, flinging her body up to a sitting stance, she looks at my face, seeing my serious look.

"...You are not joking?" she blinks, wiping a stray tear from her eye.

"Senpai..." Mashu whines.

"I'm not, why would I lie about this? Also you do realize you are a Servant, right?" I pointedly look at her, not understanding why she laughed so hard.

"...Fine… Does that mean you will not age or something?" She raises an eyebrow, deciding to humor me.

"Yes." I nod, and finish with;

"I can only die from physical wounds, and if I truly perish, I will be reincarnated into another life, it's a curse of mine."

Yeah, that last part is a lie, Immortality is the best that that ever happen to me mate, I wouldn't change it for anything in this forsaken world. Its a blessing. Not curse, I'm not one of those wimpy 'I have itty bitty crippling depression, yey, fuck me!' immortal protagonists that plenty of fanfics use, they even combine it with self-loathing and shit, just what the hell mate? It's the worst thing you can do. You simply do not combine immortality with that sappy stupid rotund, pure dogshit.

I love being immortal, also, I decided to be a little broody about it, because calling it a 'curse' might help Jalter relate to me a bit better, it is going to help a lot when I try to get close to a certain Queen(s), and yes, go theorize on that, there are quite a few immortality haters in this particular universe, especially with the 'Queen' title.

All in all, I love immortality, I loath the idea of becoming 'fully' mortal, and I will never die, not truly at least.

"I see..." Jalter looked away.

I sit down next to her, making Jalter's gaze move up and lock into mine…

"I trust you both, I figured you should deserve to know this curse of mine." I shrug, my voice is deliberately delicate with some seriousness.

"...How old are you? How many times have you died?" Jalter asked.

"Currently in this life? I'm 20..." I shake my head slightly, sighing.

"...I don't know how many, but I lived countless lives and died, in one of my lives, I even created my own magic." Jalter bits her lower lip, glaring deeply at my eyes, I dare not to look away, I can get myself lost in those gold colored eyes of hers.

Say, why don't you leave a review about this 'fake' background story of mine that I just made up a few minutes ago? What do you think?

Its not my proudest work, but it'll do, I suppose...

"Senpai… I..." Mashu finally manages to recover from her stupor, trying to tell me something, but it seems she can't.

"That still doesn't explain how you have such an impressive mana pool." Jalter interrupted Mash, with a harsh tone.

I merely shrug and say;

"When I die, my abilities, talents, every blessing, curse and alike; comes along with me." I explained, waving a hand towards my workbench.

"That means… Your mana pool..." Alter Jeanne comes to a realization.

"Yes, my Od pool gets bigger with each death." I chuckle darkly, and continue talking;

"In my past lives, I had many talents, most of these are a lost memory, a thing to remember. I can do so by actively working on it..."

Mashu glances at my work-bench and portable forge, nodding.

….Wow, gotta admit, this background story isn't that half bad actually...

If my character wasn't… You know… I quote; 'Myself' and end quote, this made-on-spot plot can actually work.

Also I'm in my 'dramatic speech mode'. In case you can't already tell, because I sound like some narrator in a film trailer or something. '...And the protagonist took upon the journey to save the princess, will he prevail? or will he perish? This is his story.'

Pff. Fuck me, wait, hmm, also, as per of the 'fake' background story, Grail tried to turned me into a Servant in the past, multiple times, but I refused and even in some fucked up cases, I killed myself before its influence can reach me, with my curse conveniently protecting me from it... Oh god, I just realized somethin- OH GOD! writer, I swear to jeabidus if you did that I think you did...

Yeah, this is fate, of course, so, I'm expecting a Servant version of me, because that's how fate works, ya simply cannot get away from ye good ol' existential crisis, or some sort of clone; 'I am you' scene.

Let's see where writer will take that cheesy cliche plot line, it would be battle of the titans, bloody hell.

"Anyway, enough about me, how about you return the favor?" I asked back, hoping that she'd keep her promise.

"Sure..." Jalter glances at Mashu, before looking at me. I get the meaning and say;

"Mashu, why don't you step outside for a while..." my voice is gentle.

Mashu wordlessly stood up, and walked towards the door and glanced back to us, her expression gave away to worry and disappointment, her eyes lingers on my face, after that she exited, closing the door behind her.

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With her out, I turn to Jalter and wait for her to talk.

"...Pff, You think I'd tell you all about me, because you told me a sappy story? Think again, moron." Jalter huffs and puffs, she instantly shot my attempt, I'm not that surprised though, also her jeering smirk is back.

Damn, what an instant personality switch from… Whatever it was to… This, aggressiveness, well, she is an entitled psychopath and I'm a total mad man for trying to get close to her, well... Insert 'I-don't-give-a-fuck shrug' here.

I narrow my eyes and lean dangerously close to her, she doesn't try to move away, that smirk of hers still present.

"Ooh… Aren't you so brave..." She almost perfectly mimics me, her narrowed golden eyes glowing with hue, drawing me in even more...

She raises a dainty hand, resting it on my chest, slowly drawing circles on the spot with a finger.

"But don't you know, Master?"

Our noses almost touching, I raise a hand to place it on top of hers, stopping her from drawing circles, although she doesn't seem to acknowledge it, she did not move her hand away.

"...You do not..." Jalter whispers with temptation, I use my vast willpower to hold back the urge to kiss her plump lips.

"Play with fire."

Her hand felt like its on fire, just as she said…

She's trying to burn… No, fry me alive! There isn't any visible fire, her touch is… Scorching, my shirt sizzling like as if her hand is a branding iron, with my hand being on top of hers...

I grit my teeth as my palm gets cooked each passing minute from the heat. What's the point of this? Is she testing me? Probably, if she intended to kill me, I would've died already, she even made Mashu step out as too, I could probably scream… But...

...I grip her hand tighter, and raise my right hand shakily to…

"Huh..." she rose an eyebrow, her expression gave away to surprise, when I planted right hand on my her cheek, her pale skin felt like melting metal, regardless of any of this, I gently caress her cheek.

"Perhaps… I love playing with fire." my voice laced with pain, but its resolute and unshaken, a lesser man would've jumped away with a scream, I felt like well oiled meat on a frying pan.

"..."

This torture continues on for a full minute, I do not release her hand, nor stop touching her cheek…

"...What an interesting man you are, Master." suddenly, her skin started cool off, my skin stops getting scorched, she just gave me fourth degree burns, on my chest and hands...

Jalter pulled her face away, just a smudge bit, looking up to me with an impressed expression, her eyes widening, she pulls her hand away from my chest, slipping it away from my shaky hand, my right hand is still on her cheek though, caressing ever so gently.

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...But I do not let her move away, flinging my now free hand around her hips, I pull her towards me.

"Eek!" she makes a girlish, almost silent shriek, I grab her forehead ornate forehead mask, and throw it on to the floor with a clank.

"M-Master..." she puts both of her hands on my chest to support herself, she is almost sitting on my lap, a heavy blush on her cheeks, I press a blackened thump against her lips.

I softly trail her lips, before moving my hand even further up, and brush her hair up to reveal her forehead…

"…!" her spine froze in place when I softly kissed her forehead…

"...Love, I said I trust you with everything I have, and that's still unchanged." There are few things I need to keep it secret for variety of reasons, but still... It's true, regardless of what everyone else may think, Fuck em', I love whoever the fuck I want, whenever I want, damn logic, that's precisely how my heart works.

"I..." her expression is no longer sporting that smirk, her expression looked astonished, blushing even harder when I called her 'Love'.

I press my forehead against hers, trailing a hand down to her button nose and reach to her blushing cheek again, holding her tighter in my arm…

"Beautiful..." I whisper, still not breaking eye contact, with practically no distance between us, I can hear her racing heart, she should be able do the same with mine.

She grips my ruined shirt tight, her long nails digging hard into my flesh, just a shy away from drawing blood, sheesh, Sadism is strong in this one.

Yeah, now that I think about it, she literally just branded me! Oh my god...

That's soooo hot~

Yes, that's a pun, but I truly mean it. Laugh bitch.

I can do plenty of things, I can be an M, S, do BSDM, all sorts of other things, hell, I can turn myself into a tentacle monster, grew extra P's etc.

As long as I don't take one up the bum, that is, because that's gay and I simply do not do gay.

She is the first one to break the eye contact, looking down, her lips tugged up to form a smirk, slightly different from her usual jeering one.

"Hmh!" with two, precise moves, she entirely sat on my lap, the bed softly creaked from the sudden shift in weight, her legs folded on my sides, her arms wraps around my neck, I wrap mine around her hips.

Her chest is smashed against mine, I can hear her heart drumming away like crazy.

"...Are you sure? O' Master of mine.." her lips linger within an inch of my own, I stood silent. As she went on.

"This fire tend to hurt everything around her..."

Her words contain desire, want. She wants someone who can understand her motives, who will not demand and try to change her ways, love her regardless of her actions and personality.

Its something I can give her.

"Even so..." her voice crackled ever so slightly, and close her eyes, but before she did that, I saw them get watery, hm… I tighten my hold on her.

"Even so… Would you still..." the words hang on her tongue, I saw a few stray tears escape from her closed eyes.

"Want this fire, near you?" she lowered her head, adjusting her position on my lap, her eyes still closed.

Finally, I open my mouth to speak…

"…I love this fire, I want her on my side..." She opens her eyes ever so slightly, its watery, her expression heavily tugs my big softy heart…

"I trust this fire. I don't want to part with her." I said in a delicate voice, she is a nineteen year old girl in the end...

She shudders when I trail my hands along her bare back, thanks to her backless dress, not anywhere naughty, mind you.

"This fire, burns so beautifully..."

I release her back with one hand and use it to wipe her escaping tears, they felt unnaturally hot, my burnt nerves going extra mile thanks to my willpower and adrenaline.

"I might never let go of her."

"…!"

Her tears started to flow freely, finally with dam holding them back, broken, I move a hand up to the back of her head, and guide her head to the crook of my neck. Her arms wrapping securely around me.

I comfort her. Something she never did received before, something she truly deserved.

…

...

"..."

After an hour of whispering sweet nothings into her ear and comforting her with a tight hug, we separated, her tears well spent.

She didn't meet my eye, as I try to prepare a spell to heal the burns she gave me.

"M-Master I..."

She grabs my glowing hand, I look at her with an ever growing soft smile, after noticing her guilty expression.

I fell in love with her even more.

"Sorry." she points at my burnt chest, the place where she literally branded me, never knew she had it in her to say sorry, huh...

...Is it bad that I strangely feel disappointed? But she is a psychopath, a madwoman, my madwoman.

"It's fine." I pull her hand up to my lips, and kiss it softly, looking her in the eye.

I release her hand, and finish preparing the healing spell. She silently watches me as I do my magic.

Although my not so hidden M side is tempting me to leave them as is, to bear her mark on me, so to speak, but that seems a 'tad bit' excessive, it has been more or less two days since we met, I don't want to rush things, its the fucking second chapter mate, we have plenty of time… Explore our relationship... Yes, let's keep this a little 'slow-burn' as they call it.

Though let me be completely honest with you chief, I pegged her the type to kiss (read: rape) me right here and there, especially when she jumped on me, dragons tend to be possessive and proactive when it comes to stuff they want to claim as their own, the vibes I'm getting from her... Well, let's say that my efforts are not in vain, I'm getting somewhere alright, but for now, I'm just going to play the part of the typical harem protagonist and do fuck all.

Anywhoo, that's enough character development for now.

"..."

"So… You are still in comatose huh?" I whisper to myself, walking towards Olga, who still haven't waken up, the back of her head and forehead is heavily bandaged, a few small scars on her face. Otherwise she looks fine, ish.

"My lady, Grand Order needs you. I need you." I narrowed my eyes, and placed my palm (healed from fourth degree burn) on her forehead.

Sometimes I regret picking healing as my second affinity, but there are these moments (especially the burns Jalter gave me) where it really shines, it can't really help me grow lost limbs or something but...

My hand glows a bright green, the aura transfer over to Olga, her head start to twitch as I healed the injuries, and check if there is more elsewhere, though fortunately no, there wasn't any.

Now, the question is, should I force her to wake up? or wait? hmm, well, let's just wait, my healing magic stabilized her apparent brain damage, I swear to god, writer if you give her an amnesia or some shit like that...

"..." She peacefully sleeps away, I turned around and walked toward the exit, just half way there I hear...

"L-Lev? what's goi...?" her voice is hoarse, I instantly did a one eighty and walked back to her side, damn, she woke up in quickie didn't she? her eyes fluttered open, with a dazed look in them, she glanced around.

"Water..." she coughed to clear her throat, understanding what she wants, I went to the nearby water dispenser, grab a disposable cup and fill it, making sure that the water is nice and cool.

"Here." she coughs some more, I help her sit up and hand over the cup, I mouth out a light warning to drink it slowly.

"...Thanks..." she listened, gulping the water down, after she is done, I silently grab the empty cup from her hands, and yeet it perfectly into a trash can.

I stood silent, waiting for her to speak up.

"...What happened?" she asked, adjusting her position.

"How much do you remember?" I tilt my head and questioned.

"I remember ordering the team A and B to enter into their designated coffins and..." she widened her eyes, recognizing me.

"This is the med bay... Why Romani isn't here? you are one of candidates..." she looked very confused,

"Doctor Romani is in the command room, acting as the temporary director until you woke up... And unfortunately, I'm one of only two candidates who survived." I answer, yeah, I made sure they died, Oopsie doodie, sue me, I'm so so soowy~, I totally didn't kill them to get all the credit or something of the sort, not at all~ oops.

"W-Wha? h-how? what happened to the other candidates?" panic settled in, she looked at me with horror.

"An explosion in the command room killed everyone that was present, except you, me and Mash Kyrielight."

"L-Lev? what about him?" her gaze is filled with hope and fear, she shuttered, I lift up a hand to stop her stop talking and explain it to her with a gentle tone.

"Explosions happened all around the Chaldea, plenty of people lost their lives, We believe- No, it was a sabotage attempt to stop us from exploring and fixing Singularity F... Orchestrated by Lev Laniur."

I sharply spit out the last part.

"N-No..." she gasped, unbelieving, her eyes glisten.

"Well, I guess I should just call Roman and have him explain it to you." I sigh, I move to the door, just next to it, there is a control panel, I call the Command Room from there.

"To Command Room, This is Alexander Tormond, Director Olga has regained consciousness... Roman, get the hell over to the med bay." Well, I did my part, I suppose, queue the 'Fuck this shit I'm out'.

Darn Skippy~

…

"Senpai welcome back, what are you holding?"

Mashu greeted me when I entered my own room, Jalter is lying down on my bed, her long hair scattered all around it, a blank look on her face. She did not notice me walk in, deep in thought.

I had a plate in hand, with several freshly baked cookies, After switching out with Roman, who oh so kindly stepped in and took responsibility to inform Olga about what happened, I took a detour to cafeteria, gotta make do my promises.

"Cookies, Mashu, cookies, just as promised." also, cookies are simple looking, with delicious chocolate chips, don't ask where I got the ingredients, no one in their right mind does that.

Mashu is sitting on the edge of the bed, making sure not to disrupt the other occupier, her eyes lit up like fireworks the very instant they lock on to the plate.

"Enjoy." I place the plate on her lap, she wordlessly brought a hand and grabbed one, bringing it to her mouth, she took a bite.

"Hm, this is delicious Senpai, even better than mine!" she nods with delight, digging into her snacks.

"I see, thanks." I moved Jalter's leg away to make room for myself and sit down.

Damn, I need a bigger bed and bigger room, please. Preferably big enough for around 15 people.

"...M-Master?" Jalter blinks multiple times, before looking at me from the corner of her eye, still not moving.

"How are you feeling?" as you can read, I gave up on trying to force Jalter talk about her past.

Should I try to talk to her about Ruler Jeanne? Hmm, y'know what? Let's yolo this shit.

I will not do anything beforehand, and hope that Jalter wouldn't attack Ruler Jeanne on sight, even if she does… Well, I'd have to do something drastic, I have high hopes that she won't though.

Ruler wouldn't attack unless provoked, right? Jalter is the one that I fear, she is pretty unpredictable.

She kinda reminds me of myself in that regard, before you ask, no, I do not want to use a Command Seal for this, she is the independent type, forcing her to do something like this with a CS, would just backfire heavily, she needs to listen to me on her own initiative, it'll still piss her off, but even a cat and dog can get along really well if they are used to each other enough.

Hm, that metaphor hits home more then I'd like to admit...

Probably I'm heavily over-exaggerating and everything will end up fine, but writer tend to strike when you least expect it, one moment everything is fine and dandy, but the other, I end up losing my head, strange how the world works ain't it?

With a sigh, Jalter lifted herself up, and leaned her back against the wall, giving us more room on the bed.

"..."

Well, in the end, I got no response from Jalter, but then again, I gave her a lot to think about, didn't I?

Anyway, a time skip is a must now, I will try to improve myself during it and work on 'Save Mashu' plan of mine. heh. heh. Heh. Also Jalter took a cookie after Mashu offered her one, much to my amusement.

Darn Skippy~

"..."

"Senpai, they found it..."

Mashu flung the door open and entered into my room, while I was busy messing around with my light saber, trying to improve it, with Fou as my assistant in training, holding a hefty wrench in his mouth.

"Singularity, you say?" I asked, receiving a nod. I sigh and proceed to get undressed to wear my combat suit, Fou expertly jumped and hangs the wrench where it belonged.

"S-S-Senpai?! W-what are y-you d-d-doing?!" Mashu blushed up a storm, but shamelessly watched me as I stripped.

"I'm changing." I say innocently.

"Please w-warn me next time!" she pouted and stepped out. I hold back a girlish giggle at the sight, Jalter left a while ago to the training area that the they managed to repair, neat place, kinda reminds me of Matrix, with all of its magnificent simulation glory, she said that she wanted to unwind with the whole 'peace' time, we were so graciously enjoying.

…

After changing into my combat outfit, I clip the light saber to my belt, also, I have asked for materials, got some, and finished my armor, so shoulder pads, belly is no longer exposed, etc, except the lack of a helmet of sort, everything is properly covered, full body armor, heavily focused on improving my mobility and some amount of magecraft.

Mashu had waited for me, but didn't utter a word until we reached to the Command Room, pouting cutely all the way.

…

"Whoah~ so that's why you asked for those supplies?" Da-Vinci's eyes practically sparkled as she examined my outfit.

"You like?" to show off, I make several (un)cool poses, including a dramatic (and one hundred percent ironic) double dab.

"Very, those runes you have etched onto that armor... They look quite exquisite and masterful..." She nods.

I simply nod with a small grin.

"...Da-Vinci, please explain the situation to them, please." Roman had given up after the first chapter's ending… Well. Oops.

Jalter and Mashu stood silent next to me.

"You will have to get the Holy Grail or destroy it, okay?" Da-Vinci said, I just blankly look at her.

"Don't forget to set up summoning circle on a Leyline whenever you can, so that we can send supplies, Mash knows how to do that already." Mashu nods at Da-Vinci's words.

After that, Da-Vinci waved toward the coffins.

"Three coffins have been prepared for usage, chop-chop."

Before we do that, I asked;

"Where is director Olga?"

Roman and Da-Vinci glanced at each other, before looking at me once more.

"...She went to her room-"

Oh no, nope nope nope, I hold back the urge to sprint to her room, even though I have no clue on where exactly that is, I really really don't wanna leave her 'hanging', you know? I swear to god writer, if you yeet her that way, I'm gonna spank you so hard... In a totally non sexual way, of course.

Also two of them said something like depression, stress etc, the fact that she refuses to leave her room, requested food delivery, she only ever comes out to go the bathroom.

...Well, she is alive at least? I'm not that enthusiastic to get involved with her and there were no votes as well, so... People have spoken, she officially became a 'background character' which basically means that she will receive little to no attention from me, unless there is enough reviews, though, it's probably, maybe, I mean, just maybe... It's... kinda, ishy mishy, I-

...My fault that I killed off the rest of the candidates, is the reason why she gone deep into the depression route, she fears getting terminated and becoming a scapegoat, by the Association or some shit like that, but what can ya do? sometimes, shit just hits the fan, mate, not much we can do about that.

If you by per chance like her, want her to partake in this story more, then review then you dingus, what are ye waitin' for?

Anyway, Herr' we go! the Orleans Singularity II: Electric Boogaloo is a go go.

...

"Rayshift was a success, Master, are you alright?" Mashu asked as I came to my senses, she and Jalter were looking at me with neutral expressions.

I simply nod to her question.

"...I have confirmed the time axis coordinates, looks like we are in year 1431." Mashu explained, Jalter narrowed her eyes, clenching the hilt of her sword tightly, her eyes wonder around with a cold expression.

Mashu glanced at Jalter, before continuing;

"It's the Hundred Years' War, Senpai. But this should be during the war's respite period." Jalter stood silent still.

I close my eyes, and take a deep deep breath.

"This smell... Yes, we are in the country of baguette and croissant..." I scratch my chin. Before shaking my head, they are not a thing yet but still, what else there to tell about this beautiful country at this time period? Eiffel tower? pff, gfys.

Yeah, I should just shut up.

"...?" My ramblings made Mashu confused, while Jalter looked at me weirdly.

"I mean France." I correct it, but they still look on with those confused expressions.

"I'm not even going to question what's that all about..." Jalter commented dryly and continued with;

"Who would've thought my 'homeland' would house a Singularity." Jalter sneered with her usual smirk, looking around, wearing her furred cape and armor once more, her appearance is the same she had in Fuyuki, her long white hair and cape moved along with the soft breeze.

With Mashu next to me, while Jalter walked slightly ahead of us, we followed the stone road in the country side, to our east is a forest with many lush bushes and trees. I look up and stop walking.

I'm way too lazy to explain how weird the sky looks, I remember that its some weird magic bullshit and uncool version of Northern lights, yes, that's how I would explain it, also imposed by a Jewish man? I think? I don't remember, and you know what I always say? if I forgotten something, that means what I forgot is completely useless to me, according to my brain cells.

"Oh..." My voice makes my two Servants look at me, before following my gaze.

"What the hell is that?" Jalter is the first one to question, holographic Roman appeared and explained etc. etc. I don't care. I skipped the scene yey. After that skippironoed scene, we started to move again.

…

Jalter stopped, her head perking up, she said;

"Master, just ahead of us are bunch of french soldiers, they spotted us. Can I burn them?" Just by looking at her back, I can sense her blood lust, its more apparent than Fuyuki.

"...Let's go meet them, we need to figure out what's going on." I turn to Mash and nod, she sends me a serious look, mimicking my nod.

"And no killing." Jalter deflates like a balloon and turned her head around, I half expected a glare, but...

"Aw..." She pouts. That's it, that's all she does, phew.

...

"Halt!" the group of men (that Jalter mentioned), wearing light steel armor, and large conquistador helmets, equipped with pike and halberds, also various short swords and maces strapped to their hips, hmm, makes sense, this is the late middle ages, long reach weapons were the most popular choice by the European armies, until gunpowder really got popular...

I mean, if you are wondering, muskets and artillery didn't saw much usage until renaissance, the great abandoning of sharp sticks(swords, spears etc.) in the favor of gunpowder happened during that period, which should start in another 70 ish years from now on.

"-That's the Dragon Witch herself! Kill her!" before I can continue my inner dialog, they moved in a loose formation towards Jalter, who looked staggeringly bored, inspecting a nail, she took my order to the heart, huh? that's what I like to see.

"...Now now, gentleman, no need to be so aggressive." I wave my hand in their general direction, they instantly stop and turn towards me, their eyes look confused, pupils swirling, I doubt that they would tell us anything useful with Jalter on our side, I think of a new and better plan.

"Senpai, what are you doing?" Mashu asked.

"They are normal humans, we don't need to fight them, so..." I shrug, Jalter sends an interested look to me as I continue;

"It's a spell they teach to almost every magi in the tower, this is more or less used for damage control in case someone normal figures out the magic is real."

A very, very simple mind control trick, not much of use as it sounds though.

"Well, isn't that fancy." Jalter's words made me shrug some more.

I can't control and read minds, yet (I don't think I ever will, it will take years to master this)... But, what I can do is...

I flicked my hand, hmm, gotta be clever about this...

I add one word into their thoughts...

'Rest.'

And that's the extent of my starter level mind control spell (only a single word of suggestion), with that command, they shakily turned around, walking away, forgetting the encounter entirely, mind you, this only works on normal people, I can use it on multiple targets at the same time as well, no way in hell this could work on a proper Servant or any other pleb with... Exceptionally high mental resistance.

"...I remember that Artoria called you... 'Dragon Witch', just as those soldiers did, why?" I asked, cleverly wording this out, I need to make myself look like I know nothing and make Jalter tell me about herself.

"Hmph. Of course you did." Jalter looked annoyed, crossing her arms, but alas, no further response, still not there yet huh? Fine, be it that way, I have plenty of patience. I'll break through those walls surround your heart, Alter Jeanne.

...Shit, I let my romantic side slip out, oh well.

"Let's follow them." I shrug, Jalter still looked annoyed as ever, Mashu had Fou on her shoulder, nodding along with her.

...I abruptly stop. Making Mashu crash onto my back with a shriek, getting the attention of Jalter, who stopped as well.

I facepalm, how the fuck did I forgot about this?

I ignore the questioning looks my Servants giving me and crouch down.

I plant my hand on the ground, a summoning circle forms, after making sure everything is good, I stood up and took a step back.

"What is t-" Jalter tried to ask, but gets interrupted by a glorious neigh.

"Girls, meet my horse, Zulja." I proudly pet her long neck (or where I can actually reach). She is huge and tall, around 220 centimeters (7'2 foot.) to the top of her withers.

Zulja's coat is black with white spots, brown eyed, dark red colored mane and tail, she has a saddle, its large, convenient, bags on each side to carry plenty of goods, since Zulja can travel with me, I can use her to transfer materials and crafting stuff to Chaldea.

I climbed the graceful beast, and mention my lovelies to do the same as well, grabbing the reins with one hand.

"Woah..." I pulled Mashu up with the other to my front, who gasped in astonishment as she petted Zulja's mane, Zulja neighed when Jalter managed to climb, sitting behind me.

I got sandwiched in-between them, thanks to Zulja's size, and the fact that both of my Servant's are quite small, there is still plenty of room on Zulja. My familiar summoning spell is weak and mostly untrained, I can't summon another horse, I need to get gud with it, as per usual.

"Fou!"

Zulja huffed and shook her head when Fou sat on top of her head, trying to shake him off, and failing spectacularly.

"Now, let's move." I bring Zulja to a fast paced trot, following the french soldiers who are still under my spell.

...

"They retreated to that ruined Fort, now what Senpai?" Mash asked, watching the retreating soldiers as I stopped Zulja.

Even though I'm not that tall, to take a look herself, Jalter rose from the saddle, putting her hands on my shoulders, she tilts her head with narrowed eyes, watching while the battered, barely functioning gate opened for the confused soldiers, giving a glimpse of the wounded inside.

"Do you feel that..." Jalter whispered, leaning closely to my ear, pressing her ample chest against my back, I un-ironically find myself blushing, much to her not so hidden enjoyment.

With Mashu being none the wiser to Jalter's acts, even though Mash is resting her back against me, with her shield hanging on to the saddle's side.

"Dragons... No, wyverns." with a soft kick to her side, I made Zulja walk towards the Fort, this shit ain't no metal gear phantom pain, these people are real, with equally real eyes, I would be surprised if a lookout on the wall didn't saw us.

But then again, this is France, so... Yeah, never mind, I wouldn't be surprised if they didn't spotted us yet, because, haha, insert World War II (totally not racist) jokes here, Napoleon's failures etc. etc.

Look, don't get me wrong, I love France, but its such a shame that its full of French peopl-

I mean... You get it, right? (- Digging himself to a deeper hole.)

Yeah, I'm going to shut up before some really really angry nationalist French person with a stale baguette tries to bash me lovely brains in, by the way if you got no clue on what I'm talking about, I recommend google searching 'les collabos de vichy' you'll understand, if you know french, that is.

Sigh, Hmm, its been a hot minute since Roman called us... Suspicious...

I come to my senses when a roaring, two legged, with two wings, overgrown lizards fly in to attack the Fortress, garrison on the wall is made of ragtag band of archers and crossbowmen, they are trying to shoot the wyverns down.

"Yes, those are wyverns." Jalter deadpanned.

"We have to help them!" Mashu declared with gusto, grabbing her shield and she dismounted.

"...Are we?" I felt Jalter adjust her position on the saddle.

"Senpai..." Mashu pouts cutely when she realizes I haven't moved an inch.

"Aw shit, here we go again." I dismount as well, after me, Jalter jumped off after me with a sigh.

"C'mon, let's kill some wyverns." I dismiss Zulja, she disappears with a golden glow.

"..." Jalter silently moved ahead with Mashu following her, I'm the last one in the line as expected.

...

"Run for your lives!" a soldier ran toward us with his tail between his legs, while his more staunch, but winded brother-in-arms stood their ground against the group of wyverns.

He noticed us, his eyes focusing on Jalter.

"Dragon W-Witch!" his expression showed nothing but fear and horror, he tripped over his own feet, futilely tried to get up...

"..." meanwhile Jalter didn't even acknowledge his pathetic existence, moving past his fallen form to exterminate the vermin.

I mean the wyverns, the fucking coward had finally managed to stand up, and run the other way, if I paid enough attention, I could see a stain forming on his pants... He pissed himself, chanting 'Je me rends!' like a mantra as he does so, for some strange reason.

With a cry, one of the wyvern noticed us, and have the bright idea to attack Jalter, a fire ball forming in its mouth, its scales are red in color, size wise, its meh, not that impressive, even my Zulja would tower over it if she stood on her hind legs.

With another sigh, Jalter raised her hand towards it, suddenly five black spears materialized just above her.

Red wyvern dives at her, not a speck of intelligence huh?

Jalter flicked her hand, sending the spears right at the wyvern.

It cried of pain, and fell down to the ground, the spears pierced straight through its weak body.

"Huh?" most of the garrison saw this, and their confused shouts filled the battlefield.

"Why did the Dragon Witch killed one of her dragons?"

"I don't know, but it looks like a good chance to get rid of her!"

And so on so forth, suddenly, quite a few crossbows and bows aim at us, hell, even the wyvern decided to ignore the soldiers and attack me and my lovelies, killing its kin made it angry, me thinks.

"Shit!" I curse and hastily step-

"Woah!?" I exclaimed in surprise, somewhat loudly, my step felt like a leap, I managed to stop myself from colliding with Mashu, who was busy blocking a wyvern's fire as it tried to fry her alive.

I gravely underestimated my combat suit, it had given me a lot more bonuses then I anticipated.

"Hehe~" Jalter giggled, chuckled, laughed darkly while spearing the flying wyverns left and right. I don't need to look at her to know that she is supporting quite the blood thirsty grin.

I grab my light saber, and active it, the beam it emits glows a pure white. Its in holy magic mode, this should help me cast my buffs a bit better...

I cast a defensive spell on Jalter, the bolts and arrows harmlessly bounced off of her, she doesn't even acknowledge the soldiers, her eyes set on the overgrown lizards.

And so, this should be just about the point where the Ruler Jeanne shows up...

I wait behind Mashu, where its safe, she blocks the incoming projectiles, while I cast some more defensive spells, on myself and her, because one lucky bolt or arrow is all they need to kill me.

I look around.

"..?!"

There she is, Ruler Jeanne d'Arc, she was watching the scene, her face looked like as if she saw a ghost.

For some reason, she is hiding behind a tree, she flinched in surprise when we made eye contact.

Uh...

"Ahem." Jalter coughed to gain my attention, looking at me, ignoring the fact that she is getting pelted by arrows and bolts, my defensive buff working all the way, the projectiles harmlessly bounce off of her.

"..." The wyverns lay defeated, murdered in cold blood, I almost feel bad for them, almost.

I didn't get to show off my brand new weapon, but oh well... These things can fly, while I can't, sooo...

"This way!"

I deactivated my light saber and jogged towards the tree that Jeanne was hiding, Mashu and Jalter followed behind me.

...French soldiers did not pursue us.

...

...

"Master..." Jalter trailed her words as we went deeper into the forest, Ruler had retreated, it doesn't look like she is actively trying to escape... She is leading us. I can faintly sense her.

"What's wrong?" I asked, not stopping. Mashu is walking a step ahead of me, with Jalter being on my side.

"I..." Jalter can't seem to get the words out, she can probably sense her 'other self', I can't wait to see what's going to happen, Mashu have been quiet for some time, with Fou sitting on her shoulder.

...

"...Who are you?"

Ruler Jeanne asked, staring Jalter down. Wait, now that I can inspect her properly... She seems to be in her first stage, but her long hair is not braided, her cloak and full armor is ever present, huh.

From this point, I will only refer Ruler Jeanne as 'Jeanne' while continue calling Alter Jeanne, 'Jalter' hmm, maybe think of another nickname for her? hmm... Penny for your thoughts?

"Gr..." Jalter gritted her teeth tightly, glaring deeply at Jeanne, who looked more or less confused, her gaze switching from her, to me, and Mashu.

Tensions rose as Jeanne raised her white French flag, Jalter grabbed her sword's hilt, her eyes looked into mine for a very certain permission.

"I'm you." Jalter spat, still looking at me, but her words obviously meant for someone else.

"No, that's not- you are not me, you are the Dragon Witch who plunged France into this chaos, aren't you?"

Jeanne looked ready to attack us at any moment, I interject before this goes out of hand.

"What do you mean?" I ask, making a confused expression, remember, Jalter only mentioned a few things about her life, during the time skip, she explained that she was made by the holy grail with the idea of; 'what if the Saint Jeanne d'Arc wanted revenge?' and tada, that's how she was born, not a word about Gilles, though...

That's pretty much the extend of she said about herself, making me do a proper research thanks to uncle google, not a single mention about the whole 'Dragon Witch' thing, I even tried to ask a few scenes prior as well, she either doesn't trust me or... Something else, I'm going to say its the latter, what do you think?

"...M-Master..."

Jalter sounded hurt at my words, pulling me heart stringoos, but again, This is some necessary evil mate, I will do what I must.

"You don't know?" Jeanne rapidly blinked in surprise, she must have thought that we were Jalter's accomplices, its technically true, but still... fucking hell, I'm already confused! help! It's only the second chapter and I'm feeling all weird and shit, also a little horny.

"Wait, who exactly are you?" I questioned, sparing a glance to Jalter.

Woahhah... The glare she is sending to me, jesus fucking christ, I don't need her words to get the clear message.

'Let me kill her.' or 'Let me burn her.' or 'I will burn you in her stead.', huh, what a variety of choices. I'm picking the fourth option, what a choice I can have; I'm mad. I'm sexy, I'm awesome. I really like being the weak boy trying to romance very very, I mean, very dangerous women, no cheats, yes.

"I'm a Ruler class Servant. My true name is Jeanne d'Arc." Jeanne graces us with a small smile, though she didn't lower her guard, looking quite tense.

I slowly turn my head around to face Jalter.

"There is another one of you." I said, its more of a statement than a question, gotta take this real slow, one wrong move, I'd die, probably.

Jalter shrugged and spoke up with a humorless chuckle;

"I'm the Alter version of her." She points an armored finger at Jeanne, who opened her mouth to say something, but stopped herself.

"..." Jeanne looked at Jalter, who gripped her sword's hilt tightly, she asked a question with slight confusion;

"Why don't you attack?" Jeanne held her banner spear in both hands.

Jalter looked livid and ready to incinerate Jeanne, but holding back as per my orders.

"There must be a misunderstanding, Alter Jeanne, please don't attack her..." I looked Jalter in the eye and plead.

"Fine..." Jalter took a deep breath, releasing her sword's hilt, looking away with a huff.

Crisis averted... I think? Jeanne finally relaxed her stance, the tension in the air going away. There is a lot to do, but I can do it if I believe hard enough.

You know, I can be a massive dick-head and force writer to do a cliff hanger right here, its tempting... should I?

No, I'm bullshitin' ya, I'm not doing such thing.

"...I'm Alexander Tormond." I introduce myself, and mention Mashu and Jalter to do the same, but the latter did not acknowledge my words, ouch.

"I'm his Servant, Mash Kyrielight, Shielder class."

Jalter is still sulking, her arms crossed over her chest, looking away.

"A Master...?" Jeanne whispered to herself, not loud enough for me to hear, but thanks to subtitles, I understood what she said, just as you did.

"Nice to meet you, Alexander..." Jeanne paused, her blue eyes widening.

"Is she your..." Jeanne glances at the still sulking Jalter, who deliberately looks anywhere but us.

"I don't think I can stop her from killing you if she wasn't a Servant of mine." I scratched the back of my neck nervously. Jalter loudly scoffed when she heard my words.

"Can you tell me what's going on?" I asked.

Jeanne lowered her flag spear, thinking to herself for a second, before answering my question;

"I don't know much myself, but from what I gathered, 'Witch Jeanne d'Arc' have been burning towns, villages and occupied Orleans, killed the king, also she can summon wyverns and dragons to do her own bidding." Jeanne's voice is even, her gaze switching back and forth from me to Jalter.

"...I'm guessing you are not this witch and..." I point at Jalter.

"I assure you, she isn't the witch you are talking about." I said with the best convincing tone I can muster and continue with;

"Because why else we would fight those wyverns? Please, we don't need to fight." though someone is totally disagreeing with me, I pull out my diplomatic side.

...Jeanne nods positively, smiling.

"I do not want to fight either." Jeanne said in agreement before asking;

"You are a Master, I thought there were none of them in this Holy Grail War."

Before I can answer, Mashu does it for me.

"This isn't a normal 'Holy Grail War' per se, we are contracted to him outside of one."

"..." Jeanne rose an eyebrow and said;

"...That would explain why I haven't been provided much information about it." she looked like she came to a realization.

"My stats have ranked down as well, I lost my anti-Servant Command Spells and I can't even reveal their True Names anymore..."

"...I know!" I snapped my fingers, widening my eyes for the comedic effect.

"There is a third Jeanne who is terrorizing the population." I nod as if to congratulate my thinking, my words made Jalter look at me with surprise, her lips forming a confused frown.

"Senpai, I believe there are cases of two Servants with the identical Spirit Origins getting summoned at the same time... But the third..." Mashu trailed off.

"That's the only explanation I can think of." I added.

"I see..." Jeanne said, thoughtful.

Jalter stood silent, although no longer averting her eyes when I look at her.

She just glares at me instead.

"We need more information, how about it Master Alexander? care to have a temporary contract with me? I'm severely lacking in mana without a host and the Grail is barely supplying me with any..." Jeanne said, huh? she really is the trusting bunch aren't she? she dropped her guard entirely, or she can tell that I'm actually being genuine with no ulterior motives what so ever, Nope, I'm one hundred percent a hero.

Yeah, probably not.

Hmm, girl, before you even knew it, you are going to be mine. Not in a rapist way, of course, before I can answer however...

"NO!" Jalter denied strongly, walking up to me and clutched my right hand with possessiveness.

I look at her in mild surprise, really? one moment she looked at me with murder in mind, but now...

I smile when I see Jalter avert her gaze with a blush on her pale cheeks, gripping my hand tightly, while Mashu pouted at the sight, Jeanne watched the scene with varying degrees of surprise.

I grip her smaller hand tightly and lean to her ear...

"Jea... I- Please, we need all the help we can get..." I whisper, I make sure that there is some amount of desperation in my voice, I'm threading quite the thin line here...

Her eyes widen in surprise, whipping her head to look at me directly in the eye, she blushes even harder.

"J-Jea?" she whispered back numbly as I back away, but still grip her armored hand tightly.

"That's your new nickname, Jea... Is it okay?" its simple, shortened version of her name (if you have a better nickname, then review.) I will continue to call her Jalter from time to time, Jea nods in affirmation, multiple times in fact, I release her hand.

"I'd like to have a contract with you." I turned to Jeanne, she nods slowly, before walking towards me with a steady pace.

I do the same with steady steps.

"..." Jeanne wordlessly extends her hand, a kind smile on her face.

If she was someone else entirely, my mind's 'stranger danger' alarm would be going off like a motherfucker, with my flight or flight senses taking over my entire body and all that glorious stuff.

I try to replicate her smile, and grasp her hand in mine.

"...Let's try our best, Master Alexander." she glanced behind my back, no doubt looking at Jalter.

...

...

"..."

And so, after establishing a 'temporary' contract with her, Mashu and I explained our objective to her, fixing the Singularity and find the Holy Grail, you know the deal, Jalter is still glaring at Jeanne, her arms crossed, frowning deeply.

Yeah, I really ought to find a way to fix this unbridled animosity that Jea is showering her with, the signs I'm getting from Ruler is a mixed bag of potatoes, she looks more confused than anything else.

My cute Mashu gave Jeanne an adorable stink eye just after making the contract. Uwu~

"Now what do you suggest we do?" I asked, Jeanne though about it for a second before answering, from the corner of my eye I could see Jalter practically fuming with no small amounts of anger.

That cat and dog metaphor, yeah, its like I gave the cat a good ol' chunk of meat right in front of the hungry dog, shesh...

"We need more information, your theory of... Another me, other than..." Ruler said, glancing at Jea, she flinched when she witnessed Jalter's cold glare.

"H-Her, I believe we are going to encounter the actual Dragon Witch eventually."

A very, very, ingenious idea popped in my mind, I hold back a grin and turn towards Jalter.

Jalter looked startled when I lock gazes with her, I start to walk...

"...Dragon Witch, huh..." I trail off, she narrows her eyes, crossing her arms on her chest, not uttering a word.

I don't break eye contact with her, while Mashu and Jea watches the scene with curious expressions.

"...What?" Jalter spoke up, blinking with confusion.

"Can you summon dragons too?" I ask.

She opens her mouth to say something, but stop herself, before nodding.

"I see, can you do it now?"

She simply shrugs, and answers with;

"Yeah, but I need high amounts of magical energy, I don't think even your... Unique Od pool would be enough."

"Oh, I beg to differ." I mean, what could possibly go wrong? am I right, boys?

"I'm serious, the 'other' Dragon Witch probably had to kill off thousands of normal humans to collect the appropriate magical energy, even then-" her eyes widen with a small gasp, realization flickered in her golden eyes.

"-She has the Holy Grail." Jea pointed out.

Welp, I didn't even had to say anything, she figured it out on her own.

Ruler interjected into the conversation and said;

"Yes, I believe so as well, no Servant can summon that many dragons and wyverns, without Grail's help, even if she did-" Ruler Jeanne abruptly stops, a frown on her face, before continuing;

"-killed countless innocent people." Jeanne finished, causing Jalter to shrug.

"Senpai, to fix this Singularity we need to get the Holy Grail, if we find the other 'Dragon Witch', we might be able to locate it." Mashu said, hugging Fou into her chest like a plushie.

"Fou!"

As if reading my thoughts, Fou glares at me, shesh.

"...I want you to summon a dragon." I said.

Jalter's brows shot up in surprise.

"...You'd die, the amount of mana I require... Is no joke." her voice is filled with barely contained anger, (read: she is worried, in her own way.)

"I insist." I ignore the looks I'm receiving from Mashu and Jeanne.

"..." Jea clicked her tongue, before nodding grudgingly, however, after a split second, she grins, her eyes glaze over...

She plants her flag spear into the ground...

"If that's what you want..." she spoke in a low voice with a hiss, akin to a purr, closing the distance between us with small, but precise steps, leaving her planted flag spear behind.

With the difference between our heights, I have to look down to meet her eyes.

After successfully invading my personal space, with practically no distance between us, she;

"Hmh-"

She pressed her soft lips against mine, her arms wrapping around my neck, I could also hear two, one is more than the other, shocked gasps as my other servants watched us.

I, instinctively put my hands on her hips, deepening the kiss.

...I can feel the drainage... She is... Sucking me out...My Od...

Black and white spots appear on my sight, she parts her lips as I do the same, my ears droning out the even more shocked gasps as we initiate a french kiss, her hot tongue coiling around mine...

She lifts her left leg up and snake it around my thighs, I hold her tighter in my arms, our tongues playing tug of war with each other.

Before too long, we separated, a string of saliva connecting our lips, the intense kiss left both of us heavily breathing, I do not look away from her eyes as they glow a light blue with my own Prana that she forcibly took.

"W-What a-are y-you d-doing to S-S-S-Senpai?!" suddenly, a certain light purple haired Kouhai of mine decided to pull me away from Jea's embrace, almost making me fall on my arse.

"I can work with this..." Jalter mumbled, sensually licking her lips with half lidded eyes, ignoring Mashu.

I check on Ruler Jeanne with a glance, her face has a healthy blush, a hand on her chest, where her heart is, I swear I heard her gulp as well, Huh.

Jalter said something under her breath, not even my subtitles caught it, she walked to her planted flag spear, and gripped it tightly, she silently chanted a summoning circle.

"Woah..." Mashu clung to my arm, watching Jalter with rapt attention.

"...Answer my summons, oh proud beast-"

The circle started to glow, Jeanne took a few steps to reach my side, three of us watched Jalter as she did her work.

"-Incinerate my foes and obey my will!"

...

...

"...Not exactly what I expected." I rub the back of my neck as I looked at the... 'Dragon', Jalter had summoned with my Prana.

"What? got a problem?" She rebutted, as a small (about the size of an adult pug), black scaled dragon coiled around her right arm, like a certain mother of dragons when y'know... that show wasn't a complete bag of dogshit.

It cooed, affectionately rubbing its head against Jea's neck, she masks her smile with an annoyed grimace, corner of her lips twitching upwards and downwards rapidly.

"It's so cute!" Mashu's eyes sparkle at the sight.

"Fou..."

Fou doesn't seem to happy about it, though.

"...So that's how she summons dragons... Huh..." Ruler said to herself.

...I kinda forgot, but, here is a tidbit about Fate's lore, did you know that the poor magi sell their own cum to the Association in order to make a quick buck? because its apparently rich with magical energy?

Yes, according to Type-Moon (if they didn't change the lore... Again...) mana elixirs and potions are 'allegedly' made out of bodily fluids, saliva, semen, etc.

So... With that said, sex is a better, alternative way to exchange mana, winkie face.

After all, how else is Type-Moon going to force in some H-Scenes in their Visual Novels? pff!

I don't exactly remember the full details, but as a Master, I transfer my mana over to my contracted Servants naturally, but having a... Physical 'connection' and sharing fluids, fastens the process or some shit like that, cough*, but anyway, with a huge surplus of mana, a Servant can spam their NP left and right in a quick succession, heal wounds, use skills, be a lot more stronger in general.

It sounds like some cheap hentai plot, but its true, unless they fucking changed the lore again.

"Master, this is the best you are going to get...However..." Alter Jeanne trailed off, a hand on her hip, her voice is laced with... Ahem, you know what.

"I need more than just a kiss, Master." Jalter hisses, not in a hostile way, in fact, I'd say that this was one of the friendliest (read: horniest) thing she ever said to me.

"Senpai..."

Mashu, stop pinching me!

"Oh." I make a confused, 'oh' sound, almost sounding deadpan, ignoring Mashu's pout and blood lust for my poor skin.

"What did you name him?" I asked.

"...Fafnir." Jalter answered casually.

...

...

Really? of course. Even the final boss dragon will have a fucking existential crisis, 'I am you' moment, yes. Right...

That sounds Fate enough for me.

"He is in his younger form, but with enough Prana..." Jalter put a finger on her chin, tilting her head slightly.

"You can turn him into a massive beast?" I finish her sentence, Alter Jeanne just nods to my answer.

But suddenly, without a warning, a shadowed silhouette jumped on me from above, crashing me into the ground.

"Master!/Senpai!/Alexander!" I heard my Servants cry out.

"Gah! get this thing off me!" I hold my hands up to defend my face, the attacker looks to be a... Some sort of big cat, perhaps a panther, with red, glowing eyes and sharp, long teeth, it released a guttural growl right at my face, with its dark purple saliva dripping all of my head.

"Go back to Wakanda, kitty cat!" I futilely punch its neck (its not so effective), at the very least distracting it from ripping my own neck out, while trying to grab my light saber...

"I'll burn you for that!" Jalter swat it away from me with her flag spear, unsheathing her sword, real smooth like, and chase after the bugger.

"Are you okay Senpai?" Mashu came by to help me up, with Jalter and the kitty cat circling each other, her sword drawn and ready.

Jeanne walks up to us, inspecting me for any injuries, before nodding with a sigh, relief written all over her face.

Huh, you learn something new everyday, I never thought France had any panthers, or I forgot about it, yeah, probably the latter.

"Burn!" Jalter summoned up a wall of fire, engulfing the big cat entirely, the lil' Fafnir cheering for his mother on her shoulder.

"..It's done."

After that, only thing that is left is a charred pile of flesh, as you can already guess.

"...Wait, France has panthers?" I dusted myself off while asking with a stupefied look.

"...Master..." Ruler Jeanne glances about with an agitated expression, holding her flag spear in both hands, looking very tense.

"There are more of them!"

...Thanks for pointing out the obvious, very much appreciated.

As she so generously pointed out, multiple big pussycats jumped from the bushes and trees.

"Senpai get behind me, -Agh!" Mashu gets interrupted as one of them pounced on her shield, knocking her down, as she began to struggle to avoid getting bitten from it, these bastards are no joke, nor they are anywhere normal, I felt like a truck parked right on top of me when it happened to me.

Ruler Jeanne, with a sounding 'WHAM!' hits two panthers with one heavy swing, they yelp with a whimper, but unlike most intelligent cats, they do not run away at the first sight of real trouble, emitting special kind of blood lust.

But that animosity cannot hold a candle against Jalter's own blood lust, who is laughing maniacally as she stabs, slashes and burns the kitty pussycats inside out, summon fire walls to stop their pounces in mid air and use her summoned black spears to effectively paste them on a tree or the floor.

Nothin' can stop her, Fafnir helps out by occasionally releasing his fire breath whenever one of the panthers try to approach Jalter from her blind side, its not that powerful, but it looks charming as hell.

I, finally activate my light saber, it burns bright red with fire attribute.

"I got you Mash!" I stab the panther's head that jumped on her, it goes straight into its noggin without any trouble, brain meat sizzling, as it proceeded to fall on top of Mashu, dying without any sounds or whatsoever.

"Thank you, Senpai..." I helped Mashu to get up and push the dead panther off from her body, just as she straighten herself, she;

"-Watch out!" she called out, making me spring into action as I wobbled to left, while Mashu stepped up to where I was, and bashed the pouncing panther's face in, it whimpered in pain as it fell to the ground, but that doesn't stop Mashu as she continuously hit its fallen form with her shield, and she doesn't stop until its dead.

"Fast!" with adrenaline pumping in my veins, I dodge yet another pounce attempt, and slash the attacking panther in mid air, cutting it almost in half, killing it instantly.

"They are dwindling, Master!" Jeanne said, pounding a panther to submission, before stabbing her flag spear through its eye, killing it.

I heard Jalter laugh from behind me.

"Master... Catch!"

I also heard her... Really, Really, enthusiastic shout, Oh shit oh fuck.

My body moved on its own, did a one eighty, while flinging my light saber, like a spinning back fist.

"...Very funny." I barely managed to cut the thrown panther in half, horizontally, that Jalter no doubt threw, and gracefully avoid getting hit by its charred, severed body parts.

She winks with a giggle, and turning to set another poor panther on fire (cue the yelps as it started jump around in pain), and slash another with her flaming sword, setting that one on fire as well.

...

"That's it?" I said, looking around, there is at least two dozen panther corpses, Jalter is looking quite dissatisfied as ever, while Jeanne and Mashu nod, relaxing their stances, Jea is a lot calmer now that she had things to burn, who would've thought?

"Before we get attacked again, we should get out of the forest."" Ruler oh simply said, with Mashu nodding along.

"Well, good idea."

With that, we walked away, leaving the forest behind us.

...

You know what time it is? it's time for a...

Cliff hanger!

Surprised? No? good, because I am just joking mate, I will do a cliff hanger when you least expect it, hehe, anyway, gotta admit, compared to Fuyuki, this is a lot better, don't you think? Writer finished that whole thing in just one chapter, but here? we are just merely scratching the surface of Orleans Singularity.

"Master?" Alter Jeanne called out.

"Yes?"

By the way, I summoned Zulja... So, as you can guess, me and my three Servants, are currently on top of the same horse, considering Mashu and Jeanne's are really small, there is at least room for 5 other people.

It kinda reminds me of the good ol' times when me and the boys decide to go under a bridge to get wasted and 'moke weed all night, on a singular two-seater motorcycle, mind ya, we were like 10 people, imagine that, pff, if you are from Wales, or Asia, or Middle-east or Africa, you'd get it, its pretty popular thing to do in those wrecked- I mean, beautiful parts of the world.

Unlike last time, Alter Jeanne sat in front of me, with her back against my chest, Mashu being behind behind me, and Ruler Jeanne just behind Mashu, Also Mashu's arms are wrapped around my waist, her shield is hanging on the side of the saddle.

"You think... There is another me... B-Besides her?" her voice is a mere whisper, leaning her back against me, the back of her head touching my neck, I glance down to see her looking up to me with those golden eyes of hers, trailing an armored finger on my forearm, that was holding the reins.

I brought Zulja to a slow-paced trot along side the stone road, I hear Mashu release a content sigh as she hugs my waist harder, rubbing her head against my back, Jeanne is silent, occasionally pointing out the direction we should go.

I smile and wrap my free hand around Jalter's hips, she tenses at the motion, but stays silent, waiting for my answer.

"...Yes, I do... We'll figure something out, together, alright?" I whisper back, she adjusts her position, closing her eyes.

"Together..." I heard her whisper.

And so, we ride into the sunset, nah, there is no sunset, its fucking noon mate.

I wrote the first 10.000 Words within a day, but then, for some reason, it took me about a month to write the rest of the chapter, hopefully I'll upload the next one faster, but again, it might take days, weeks, months, even a year, I am very inconsistent, but I have a lot of hype to continue writing this, Anyway...

Wanna see how Jalter and Ruler Jeanne react to the 'other' Dragon Witch? then favorite and follow, See ya in the next chapter.

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This chapter underwent a quick edit in 06 September.