A/N: Finally got my lazy ass back to writing. I know I can do better. Deal with it. It might be bad in some parts, deal with it. I'm using direct translation.

Alright, I know I promised Excaliburs. You're getting them. Last chapter was the time gap in between their appearance.

I know, I'm a terrible writer, and my knowledge of nasuverse is pretty flimsy. Just go with the story.

Update: I messed up, so there was a big mess when saving the document. Sorry. And my last minute changes were gone, deleted my corrections too... so it took a while to fix it.

Disclaimer: I own none of the stories, characters, games or companies associated with this fanfic. Oh and please support the official release. Although I drink, I do not support underage drinking in the context even if the depicted characters have as it has affected my writing to this extent.

-Sunday 3:45 AM-

"Balance Break." I said not for myself, but for the Devils watching.

[Welsh Dragon Balance Breaker!]

My body was covered in pieces of armor; not entirely though. It provided some protection at the very least.

This was the last of the dragons that had to be eliminated. This wasn't quite as big as the last one, but bigger than the first. He still managed to tower over three story buildings. Our strategy was simple; I take it down while Sona's peerage put up a barrier to contain it. It's no easy task dodging it while I charged power though.

[Boost! Boost! Boost! Boost! Boost! Boost! Boost! Boost! Boost! Boost! Boost!]

There was no need for overkill, there was no more waiting for me after all. My magic circuits feeding the Boosted Gear felt as if they were on fire, but not unbearable as I was used to excessively firing swords in my prime.

I could use some practice. Let's see how I'll fare against a dragon in melee combat, even if it is inferior.

[Explosion! We'll see.]

I traced one of Gilgamesh's treasures; Gram: The famous sword wielded by the hero Sigurd, the model of Caliburn, and the same sword that was reforged into one of the greatest dragon-slaying demonic sword was in my hands, and I slashed at the Dragon's neck. It cut through, but the beast tried to rip me to shreds with a claw.

I kicked it's claw to descend faster, avoiding it's attack while tracing Vajra to immobilize it's limbs. I sped underneath it, skinning it's body of scales from it's neck to it's side.

Then my red scaled armor disappeared.

"...Fu-"

A breast smacked my body, making me defend with Gram and suddenly I was crushed by it's chest to the ground.

Hey Ddraig! What happened!?

There was no answer. It seems that the projection was finally erased by Gaia.

I traced Sword Birth to make it get off of me at least. "Tch. Sword Birth!"

The upward spikes of blades only made it rain breast milk on me.

God damn it. I don't even have enough prana to trace another Boosted Gear...

"Sona, I need a little help here." I groaned.

"Saji." I heard Sona order.

"Why should I? Besides, that Oppai-Dragon is going to kill me if I get any closer!"

"Do you want to stay bald for the rest of your life!?" I threatened the boy.

I heard his tongue click of irritation. "...Damn it! Absorption Line!"

Slowly I felt the giant breast recede in size. Crawling out underneath, I squeeze my drenched school uniform and stare at the boy who had a black Sacred Gear, and analyzed it.

Absorption Line: The Black Dragon's Pulse. It contained a fragment of one of the 5 Dragon Kings soul; Vitra's Sacred Gear. And he was sucking out breast milk with it?

I sigh, and pick up Gram. I analyze the Dragon's body structure, and wedge the blade in it's ribcabe, which was located underneath the breast that just shrunk. Next, I stabbed it's heart with Sword Birth. "Sword Birth."

I unleash a torrent of blades to mutilate it's heart, impaling it full of swords.

I began wringing my clothes out once more, while my sleeve was all red. I had Sword Birth make an elemental blade with the affinity of water to get the stains off my clothes before I headed home.

-Emiya Residence, Sunday Morning-

"Issei, I've managed to contact your parents." Rias says after pulling her ear away from the phone. "It seems they're at Hawaii."

"H-Hawaii!?" Issei yells in disbelief. The boy had his arm back to normal since after time and time again of draining Ddraig's power that flowed into his arm was due as I concluded: due to a contract. Obviously I pulled out the Noble Phantasm: Rule Breaker and results seemed satisfactory. Nobody was seeing any gauntlet of a Welsh Dragon anytime soon.

[I've never heard of Hawaii...]

Rias nodded. "Yes, they said they'll mail you plane tickets if you want to move there. Otherwise you can live at an apartment, sending you money to live with, they said."

"So what're you going to do?" I ask the brown haired boy.

"...I don't want to trouble you guys, but I don't want to leave either..." Issei says with a undecisive look. "...No, I can't leave Asia here." Issei shook his head and changes his expression into determination.

Looks like he made up his mind.

"I see." Rias and Asia smiled, and began conversing on the phone once more. She took out a pencil and a notepad from the table and began writing with it. "Then we're going to go get your things."

'What do you mean?' was written all over Issei's face.

"They've left your things at a storage company. We're going to get your and Asia's belongings there." Rias says as she ended the call.

...

"Hm..." I look over the giant cardboard boxes. I began opening the boxes one by one.

Clothes, DVD player, table, cushion, blanket, bed, chair...

I began listing all the items in my head and sort the boxes on the ground. There was so many things, like someone emptied out their house. Then again, they did.

On the left corner would be boxes of furniture so they would be left there. The ones on the right would be things that are smaller that they could bring, so we brought our own bags.

Pornography, definitely throwing that out...

[I completely agree.]

[[[[[Whaaaat!]]]]] A group of voices yelled.

...Who was that?

[Uh, Shirou, a little hand?] A bunch of banging came from the Sacred Gear.

[You're a dragon! You can't handle five guys?]

[Just do it!]

"Found it!" Issei says as he opened the box with a utility knife.

[Yeah, the porn that is.]

[[[[[All hail porn!]]]]]

[Ddraig!]

...This gauntlet is definitely weird. I can only assume that it's the memory of the previous wielders, but I traced the boosted gear to that extent? I've never gotten it this detailed or derailed. Did I hypothesize the accumulated experience over the years wrong? Hm.

Porn.

[Porn!?] [What? Where!?] [What kind of porn is it? If it has lolis I want it.] [Give it to me! It's mine!] [Screw you! I can't even masturbate!]

[Partner, you're not helping!]

[Almost there... Phew! Got it!]

"Issei..." Rias sighed. Asia's face was beet red from seeing the images the magazine showed, so he quickly shoved it back inside.

"W-what else can I find I wonder..." Issei changes the topic as if nothing happened and began opening another box.

"Here, take a look at these." I told the boy who already fully split the tape on the box, and pointed at the ones I shifted towards them.

"Issei-kun, what's this?" Yuuto glances at what appeared to be a photo album labeled that Asia whose eyes are currently sparkling in joy pulled out.

Something that gained his interest? That's rare.

I look at the album as well. It showed pictures of Issei as a child playing with friends and some as a baby. One of them was a naked child chugging a bottle of milk.

[Hmm... A shotacon?]

[Well he does avoid a ridiculous amount of girls...]

I'm surprised you two even know what that is.

[My wielders have peculiar tastes after all. They always seem to gather people around them, especially women.]

[Huh. That's the perfect Sacred Gear for Issei then.]

[Partner is outshining him with a copy though.]

"H-hey, Kiba, don't look at it!" Issei who's embarassed, tries to grab the album out of Yuuto's hands, who swiftly moves his hands away.

"Hahaha, don't worry about it. Let me enjoy your album a bit more." Yuuto laughed at the leaping Issei, who's desperately trying to snatch it out of Yuuto's hands.

[My money says he's a sadist.]

You don't have any.

[Says who?]

You know what, never mind.

He dodges fluidly as he flipped another page. This time he pauses with his eyes wide open this time, staring at it intensely.

"...?" I look at Yuuto's new expression. The only other time I've seen him this startled was when I pulled out the Boosted Gear in that wedding.

I walk around the group and took a look at the new page that he was staring intensely at. What appeared to be two 4 or 5 year old children; a boy and a girl was in the picture. But behind them was a golden sword in a white sheathe.

"Do you remember this?" Yuuto asked Issei with an serious expression. He was shaking for some reason.

Issei folded his arms and tilted his head. "Hmm... No, I was pretty small back then..."

Yuuto began to laugh ominously. "Things like this happen, huh. To find it in an unexpected place..."

"What's so funny?" Rias questioned his strange gesture.

"He's a lolicon?" I answer Rias, shifting away from Yuuto.

"What? No!" Yuuto glared at me, and I shrugged. "The holy sword behind the two."

"...Certainly, this is a holy sword, but not as powerful as Excalibur." Rias inspected the photo herself.

"You've seen Excalibur before?" I narrowed my eyes, but Rias shook her head.

"No, only that it was destroyed in the Great War, and what everyone told me."

"What?" I reeled in her words.

"No way... That can't be. They're my old neighbors, but he moved away... I've always thought it was just a fake European sword..." Issei says as he attempts to recall his memory.

The rest were still dazed at the revelation as always, so I had to snap them out of it. "Well, let's hurry up. It's going to get dark soon." I had a contractor waiting for me too. "We can discuss this some other time."

There was barely any furniture other than a few couches, a coffee table, a bed and just a painting hanging on the wall. The windows were closed and covered by the dark brown curtains, so the only light inside the room was the lamps around me.

I heard a creaking noise come from what I assumed was the bathroom, so I immediately entered business mode.

"Excuse me. I'm the Devil you summoned." I pull out a small slip with the Gremory magic circle marked on it.

The man who seemed to be middle aged walked up to me with a bottle of alcohol. His bangs and eyebrows were light brown, while the rest of his hair was chocolate brown, much like his small cleanly shaven goatee beard. "Yeah. You're a devil right? Well, have a seat."

I notice a small amount of eerie aura coming from the man. I note it as just a small issue, and I doubt he was strong enough to catch me by surprise but still kept my guard up. Japan was filled with mixed blood of demons, and the 3 factions of devils, angels and others didn't change anything other than their number.

The man went outside. He didn't come back for a few minutes.

Looks like this one's going to take a while then.

I took up on his offer and sat on the dark brown couch. It felt comfortable sitting on, but not as much as the one in Rias' clubroom. Finally he came back with a classy looking bottle of Green Alaska, a water jug and two small glass drinking cups on a tray. "Well, make yourself at home. Want a drink?"

"Unfortunately, I don't drink. I have to keep track of a lot of things." I shook my head in reply.

[Things like swords?]

Definitely ...Then again, I wonder if I will even get intoxicated...

"Is that so? Well I'll be damned. I wanted someone to drink with." He put down the tray on the coffee table.

"Well, at least tell me your wish... Unless that was your wish. I go by Archer. Your name?" I looked the man in the eye.

"Archer huh? It's Azazel."

Azazel?

I analyze his body, and he appeared to have 12 black wings. He's the leader of Grigori and the Fallen Angels, Azazel. From what Rias told me, he's the leader of the scientists that conducted experiments on Sacred Gear and their wielders.

"Is that kind of wish no good?" The man shrugged with an arm, while the other was putting a large piece of ice into the glass cup.

"No, the contract will be created after granting your wish, which will then be paid for." I shrugged in response, not hinting I knew him. "At least you're not asking me to make you a mahou shoujo. Hit me."

"Mahou Shoujo? You want me to beat you up?" Azazel raised a brow.

I was confused for a moment, but then I sighed. "Just pour me one."

"I thought you said didn't drink... Ah, who cares." The man put a piece of ice in the other glass as well, and began pouring in the cup closer to me.

I grab the cup that was halfway filled, and thus began a drinking competition he would soon regret.

...

"Damn, you're good." The man grinned after taking another shot. I could still count, and the bottle was nearly empty. "You're a high school student right? I can't believe you can hold your drink that well."

I'm wearing a school uniform after all.

Apparently Avalon works quite well against alcohol, but I was feeling a bit sick drinking so much. I tried to get sober with some water by reinforcing the non-alcoholic components of my drink.

"Thanks. It probably has to do with me being a Devil." I shrugged as I took a glance at the clock. We've been well over an hour in this drinking competition. I even tried spiking his drink repeatedly with reinforcement. He's one hell of a drunk. "Ready to give up?" I said, pouring him another shot.

"Hahaha, I can't beat yo- urp... I need to go to the bathroom." The man staggered as he got up from the couch, and wobbled as he made his way.

"Yare yare..." I smiled. As I waited, I made sure to check over my memory of swords. Everything that I recorded seemed to be intact and in order.

"Blaaaaaaaaaargh... Ugh." I could hear some disturbing sounds coming from the lavatory. "That's some strong stuff."

After a flushing sound, the man came out after opening the door. "Wash your hands."

"Oops. Sorry, I'll be back in just a bit." Azazel headed back inside, and I could hear the sound of water running.

My cellphone started ringing, and the caller ID was Rias so I answered.

"Master? What's wrong?" I picked up the phone to my ear. Must've been urgent if she's calling me this time in the night.

[Emiya, it's urgent. Where are you?]

"I'm doing business with a contractor right now. Explain the problem, Master."

I hope it's not something stupid. I'm too drunk to deal with that crap.

[We've located a Rogue Devil.]

"Is it too difficult for the rest of you to apprehend?"

[No, it's hostile. We're eliminating it. I'd like some insurance in case it gets out of hand, so come to the abandoned factory.]

Smart move. As expected of Rias.

"Alright, wait for me there."

[We'll see you there.] She ended the call.

"You need to go?" He came back and plopped on the couch.

I nodded. "Yeah. It seems that it was an emergency."

"I see. So, what do you want for the payment?" Azazel resumed drinking some water from the jug to sober up. "As a Devil, do you want my soul?"

"No, we're not that greedy. My master doesn't have that interest." I raised an arm which was hanging on the couch. "She prefers money and items rather than something you can't afford to lose."

"Hmm... Then how's that then? I don't have anything else other than that." He pointed behind him, which was a painting of a vase of flowers on the wall.

"That's perfectly fine." I climbed up the sofa to unhang the frame. I was in bit of a hurry, so I swiftly headed for the door. "Thanks for the transaction. Hope we'll continue business, Azazel."

"Yeah, I hope so too, Emiya Shirou." The man waved to me goodbye with the glass in his right hand as I shut the door. I didn't even tell him my name.

Let's see, the abandoned factory huh?

I had three weeks to familiarize myself with the area, since where I lived now wasn't Fuyuki. Tracing a large black plastic bag, I put the picture inside and rushed out to the lobby, since this was more or less an hotel rather than an apartment.

"...Which abandoned factory was she talking about?"

I whipped out my phone and made a quick call.

I got off the taxi and paid the driver, grabbing the painting. "Sorry for calling you all the way you here... What's that on your back?" Rias points at the bag that was over my shoulder.

"It's a painting. It looked pretty nice and it was urgent. Apparently he had nothing other this and his soul on hand." I took out the picture frame. "How is it?"

"Oh, it's beautiful." Akeno commented, etching ever closer to get a better view.

"Right." I held out the painting like a shield, and took a step back holding the frame with one arm.

"Sempai, you stink of alcohol." Koneko pointed out, backing a bit away from me.

"Have you been drinking?" Rias asked, raising a brow.

"His request was that I drink with him." I explained.

I should've gotten a breath mint too... Too bad.

"So what do you want to do, Master? Want to leave it to me?" I said as I put back the painting in the bag, leaving it against the wall. If the building collapses it might get destroyed though.

"Are you sure? It's very strong and dangerous." Rias noticed my confidence.

"It's not the first time." I recalled the times the girls were caught off guard and I needed to rescue them from their peril. Their greatest weakness were tentacle monsters apparently, and Akeno seemed to have a fetish for it. I could only hope they were doing it on purpose for their sakes.

"How about the four of you lure it out, so Akeno and I finish it off in one attack?" Rias proposed.

Not exactly a plan, but whatever.

Before, we would charge in recklessly using only brute force and they would use nothing else to exploit any weaknesses. As a result they got hurt very oftenly, and even in the rating game that I watched through Sona's video, they had preparations but no real strategy, still fighting head on against groups. Still, there were some tactics used, and even although Riser gave them the opportunity to plan after my attack, Rias didn't cope with deal with the regeneration problem at all, even though they really could have won without me.

Needless to say, they were poorly off without me. Someday they'll be killed when they try fighting something more than they can chew.

"That's fine." I affirmed. "Asia, wait here with them. We might need you later. Everyone ready?" I check on the devils for their preparation, and the devils nod. Yuuto on the other hand, seemed to be staring at the ground. "Yuuto?"

"Ah, understood." The knight snapped out of it.

"Do you need to sit out this one?" Rias asked out of concern.

"No. It's fine." He shook his head.

"Let's go then." I headed straight for the factory to get this over with.

"Hai." Koneko followed me first.

"Yeah!" Issei enthusiastically ran towards the building, followed by Yuuto.

I walked up to the rusted iron door and kicked it open with my reinforced leg.

"All of a sudden huh? You've got to teach me how to use this thing better." Issei commented. "Boosted Gear!"

[Boost!]

"Make sure you avoid getting hurt at all." We walked into the darkness.

The dim moonlight shone inside the factory, which helped a bit for our vision and I didn't have to spend any prana making a torch.

Koneko stopped in her tracks, and I did the same. Her detection skills were on my level if I used reinforcement on my ears. "It's here."

"Koneko-chan?" Issei asked in confusion. He seemed out of it like Yuuto.

[Boost!]

"It's coming. Get ready." I make my most vulnerable stance that was full of holes as soon as the target was in sight so that it would target me first. It was a blonde stray devil peering from behind the pillar, and like many Rogues that I eliminated on my own were women and beautiful.

"Ooh!" Issei says in delight as the stray revealed her naked form. The blonde transformed into a monster that resembled a large ant. "Geh! Guess it really is a monster!"

What can I say? Looks can be deceiving.

The monster jumped onto the ceiling and was crawling on it and excreted hot acid from it's sack at Koneko and me. I simply used Kanshou and batted the disgusting excretions away from us.

"What are you doing?" I urged the other two to attack while I held off the assault. This was an indirect way of training as well, since we had way more than enough people to kill that thing. I refrained from attacking since I wasn't alone, everyone else was clearly lacking experience and if the situation did become more than what they could handle I would step up myself.

[Boost!]

[Explosion!]

"Dragon Shoot!" Issei shot a small amount of red demonic power that was just barely big enough to resemble a Gandr.

"Boosted Gear." I brought out my copy of Longinus.

[Boost! That's pathetic, true wielder. Transfer!]

I power up the released energy from Issei with my own gauntlet, making it quadruple in size at it's face, as if someone hurled the custom desktop computer I recently bought at her face. "Gaaaaaaah!" The monster shrieked as it dropped on the floor in pain.

[Reset.]

"Yuuto." I call the swordsman, at the same time I traced a bow, and shot Kanshou and Bakuya at it's chest in rapid succession, pinning it down.

"R-right!" He finally responds, rushing at the enemy. He was wielding his favored Holy Eraser and cleaved the monster in half from it's torso.

"Oh, nice follow!" Issei cheers, while Koneko rushed towards the stray, and jump kicks it towards the door I busted open.

The monster was soon fried and decimated by demonic magic coming from Rias and Akeno outside.

...Too easy. Next time I should just watch on the sidelines instead.

I unlocked the front door. "We're back."

"Welcome back." Sella greeted me, and Irisviel came with a smile. "How was your job?"

"It was simple. I got a painting for it." I revealed the frame that was being carried on my back.

"Oh, how nice... But Shirou, why do I smell alcohol coming from your breath?" Irisviel sniffed me, glancing at me in a cautious manner. "Have you been drinking?"

I began thinking as fast as I could for a solution to get out of this.

Escaping is currently the best option.

"Yeah, I consumed alcoholic products, the client asked me to. Here Koneko." I passed the painting to the white haired Devil, who held onto the frame delicately.

I sped out of the door, and Sella yelled at me. "Wait Shirou, get back here!"

I decided to lay 'high' until things blow over at home. So I created a bounded field linking a electricity pole, and whenever people got too close suddenly, it sparks while I was up on a 12 story building. It came with it's own power using electricity, and as long as I kept an eye on it while I was testing out new combinations I could use with the Sword Birth. Eventually it began to rain and I had to project a shed to cover me.

The sparks kept going off, and each time I reinforced my eyes it was a false alarm. Eventually, I spotted a girl in a miniskirt was being dragged into an alley by a couple of middle aged men she passed by.

"Tch." I released the projection and flew at my full speed to help the teenage brunette a kilometer away.

"Hm? Looks like I've hit the jackpot tonight!" A certain priest rejoiced with a smile at the crossroad intersection as he spotted a flying devil in the raining night, dropping his black umbrella as he pulled out an silver longsword. He sprinted towards the alley the devil entered with inhuman speed. "Wait for me, you shitty devil! I'm coming for you!"

"Hey, little girls shouldn't be out wandering outside at this time of the night." I said as I lightly kicked the back of an middle aged man in the grey suit. It was enough to send him straight into the other one in the black suit.

[Hahaha! You made them k-kiss!]

""Peh peh!"" The two men coughed in synchronization, letting go of the girl in tears who backed up away deeper into the alley. Too bad it was a dead end.

"What do you think you're doing!?" The one in the grey suit snarled, then slowly widened his eyes.

"Well, what do you think you're doing?" I glared at the two men.

"You..!" The one in black pulled out a gun from underneath his jacket. I proceeded to knock him unconscious by sending an plain uppercut into his stomach. The other one had fell on his butt along with the girl, but quickly got up and ran off on his own.

Facing the girl, I offered a hand. "You alright?"

I began to feel a tingling pain run through my back, and through my stomach.

"Yes... Look out!" The girl tried to warn me, but it was already too late.

The pain felt like poison, as if one was inside out coming from my torso. Slowly glancing down, I stared at the lightning shaped blade.

Excalibur Rapid (—The Holy Sword of the Heavenly Flare) ...Yeah right. It's not even made of the genuine Excalibur. And it's only capable of stabbing.

"Heh." An arrogant sneer comes from behind. I turned my head this time.

He looked like an teenager was wearing a pure white school uniform-like outfit underneath the black trademark priest outfit's overcoat and cross. He had colored eyes and his teal hair was just long enough to reach his neck, but the sword in his hands was nothing but a toy, although the aura emitting from the blade was enough to send me in full alert. My body told and urged me to RUN.

[Archer!]

Shut up for a moment, will you?

[He's... the priest from that time!]

[Friend of yours?]

[No. I met him once, but never got his name.]

"I can't believe you became a damn Devil." The boy grinned at me, and I traced Kanshou and Bakuya to cut off his neck at once. He was like a madman, grabbing the blade with his left hand and kicked me at the groin.

[Ouch... You alright?]

Keep quiet until I finish.

"So who are you?" I stared at the priest, and I lunged at him, reinforcing and twisting my body for a horizontal slash.

He parried as if it was instinctive, countering me with a thrust and I deflected it with Bakuya. "Forgot me eh? Maybe this'll jog your memory!"

The boy lunged at me with the sword in speed that would've pierced me with another hole. Kanshou was about to behead the teen, but managed to deflect it with Bakuya.

There was no questions asked. He attacked me, and seemed to be an Executor, although his form was incredibly sloppy. I had little idea why he was attacking me. "So, you're the Priest running this town?"

I grit my teeth and parried his onslaught of rampant swings with Kanshou and Bakuya while occasionally countering him. He was fast enough to push me back, despite my inhuman agility and strength he was my equal in speed. While he was wildly flailing the blade, it was easy enough to parry and counter attack with a kick even in pain.

Too reckless. That'll be your downfall.

"Ow! Heheh, you're not bad for a shitty Devil! You know, I also want to test your shitty demonic swords on EXCALIBUUR." The priest stuck his tongue out before charging at me once more, going for an overhead slash. "Why's a Devil like you trying to play a hero!?"

"Hmph... You talk too much!" I locked the holy sword between the twin pian dao, and kicked him in the stomach once more. I grunted and leaped for the kill with my two blades to cut him down vertically. The wound from before was taking a toll on me apparently, and only the adrenaline was keeping me on my toes. He simply dashed forward to avoid my attack and I twisted my lower body to knee his face.

He blocked it with the blade, and contact with it singed my skin through my pants. He retaliated quickly, going for a horizontal frenzy of slashes and I was forced to backstep into the alley. I noticed the girl was right behind me, and I got cut shallowly across my chest.

Damn, so touching the blade is no good.

I let go of the black sword, with my left arm against the wall, I pushed him back with a dropkick, quickly getting on my feet just as he did. "Hahaha! This is fun!" We both accelerated, he went for another flurry of slashes and I jumped high above him to avoid the assault.

I dashed for a lunging kill, but he narrowly avoided it, and he crashed into the girl watching us. I created a crack in the wall with the white sword, forced to let go of it as he lunged to retaliate. I narrowly avoided it by sticking to the wall I made the crack on, and kneed him back onto the street.

It was fun, but this has gone long enough.

I traced another copy of Kanshou and Bakuya, and reinforced them past their limits. The swords became two giant feathers, black and white mirroring the other and I charged at him. "Hah! Looks like you're bringing out the big guns! As much as I'd love to stay, it seems like it's time to go. Later~"

He took a small white object and threw it on the floor, and I instantly scanned that it was no bomb but a flashbang I didn't know about. To rush in would be foolish without making sure in this state. I traced a volley of swords and fired them, while covering my eyes with Kanshou Overedge so there was less chance of an surprise attack. After the flash, the priest was no longer there. "..."

He did not just run out on us.

[This is only my second time meeting him. So he's attacking us just because that we... that I became a Devil?]

Probably, they're rather extreme against those inhuman.

I dispelled all the swords and walked up to the girl who seemed to flinch. "I'm not going to hurt you. Go home while avoiding everyone, and you will forget all about what happened tonight." I used basic hypnotism I learned after struggling indefinitely with Rias. It took a lot of effort to do it, but it worked. She nodded with her hazy eyes and I handed her the umbrella she dropped.

With that said, I ran after him in the rainy night and traced copies of Twilight Healing to seal the wounds.

-Fuyuki, 1:35 AM-

Funny how chasing him led to Fuyuki. There was no way for me to track him down with my other senses with the downpour of heavy rain that drowned out almost everything. The only lead I had on him was the fading trail of blood I got when I fired the volley. He was wounded, but his mobility didn't seem to decrease.

There goes our lead.

The trail of blood ended in an unfamiliar neighborhood in what I assumed was Shinto. My favorite viewing spot was no longer there though, so I had little means of tracking him down.

[What now? Do we go home?]

Hell no.

With a scowl I jumped up to a streetlight and focused every sense I could get. My body's instinct to avoid those holy artifacts worked for me once.

[What're you going to do?]

Found him.

I traced Hrunting, the sword of King Beowolf and a bow to fire it. Reinforcing both my arms to pull the string and inputting some prana into the black barbed blade to activate it's ability, I figured he wouldn't be able to escape with that level of speed.

"Fly over the plains, Red Hound!" I released the bowstring, and the blade flew at a speed of mach ten! It pierced the concrete wall he was hiding behind 5 blocks away and I could see him try to narrowly evade at the last second.

No good.

"W-what the hell is this!?" I could hear him cry, and I jumped from my position and continued to rain on him normal but broken arrows I traced, pushing the assault in flight. "Damn it!"

Although he was a priest, it could be said he had the devil's luck. He managed to dodge every shot except the first but had to let go of the Holy Sword Excalibur Rapid as he fled without his right arm.

I picked up the blade, and as I did I felt lighter, like a feather. "You're not getting away." I stated, but he pulled another of those flashbangs on me, and I covered my eyes with my right arm holding Excalibur Rapid. Considering he was hiding and people were coming out of their houses wondering what was going on I decided to let him go. He was more trouble than he was worth, and I had his little sword.

Tch. Just my luck.

I sigh and projected a blue cloth, wrapping the Excalibur around it. The fragment embedded in it wasn't made of the genuine thing but was deadly enough to be considered a fragment of the actual Excalibur. I could use this as a bribe against the Angel faction. Then again, having the 8th Sacrament after you wasn't a nice thing to have. I practically stole it back from their thief, but then again they would owe me a favor if I played my cards right.

"Now then," I narrowed my eyes, glaring at the Ryuudou Temple, and made haste towards Mount Enzou because of the explosions I've made in the middle of the night. Japanese tended to care what was going on in the middle of the night after all.

[What's wrong?]

There might've be eavesdroppers or surveillance I wasn't aware of, so I reserved myself from speaking. With Excalibur Rapid in my hand along with my reinforcement, my speed increased further to the point I doubt the priest I chased down could even begin chasing me. I was running a little over 120 kilometers per hour over the bridge with my reinforced legs.

I really didn't think the Holy Grail actually existed in this world.

[Eh? But you said-]

I know what I said. We were too far for me to notice it's presence.

-Mount Enzou, 1:45 AM-

I could tell the immense prana under the mountain. It was the center of the Leylines in Fuyuki, but it also housed the Greater Grail. It would take roughly 10 years to dismantle it even with Rin and Waver's help, but we had no such time. Three factions were in a war, and such an card to play would be disastrous for all sides especially for humans if it were to fall in the wrong hands. There was no way I would leave it be. I initiated my plan to destroy the Holy Grail, although I had more power than I needed.

Keep quiet for a while. Got it?

[Yeah.]

I began to recite my poem.

"—I am the bone of my sword

Steel is my body, and fire is my blood

I have created over a thousand blades

Unknown to death, nor known to life

Have withstood pain to create many weapons

Yet those hands will never hold anything."

I chanted my aria fully and stopped right before the last line. I needed to accumulate as much power as I could if I wanted to destroy it. It was underneath the rubble, and I needed to destroy the surface in order to get to it. "Boosted Gear."

[Boost!]

"Balance Break!" I flooded the gauntlet with prana, and the gauntlet absorbed it like a sponge. "Maximize!"

[Welsh Dragon Balance Breaker!]

I needed to use Excalibur to finish it off. But first, I had to deal with this false surface. The 'Holy Grail' was underneath. Although it was covered physically, it was just waiting to be discovered.

[Boost!(x27)]

"Sword Barrel, fully loaded."

[Explosion!!]

I repeat the process of tracing swords and reinforcing them past their limits, one by one. I stood in the center of the cavern, and unleashed the broken phantasms on the ground.

The rain of destruction cause it to cave in, and the residents of Fuyuki probably would be getting up right about now.

Rubble began to fall from the ceiling because of the earthquake I caused.

There's nowhere to dodge so—

"Rho Aias! (The Seven Fiery Rings that Cover Heaven)" I called forth a boundary field type translucent shield, taking the form of seven red petals like a flower, defending me from the giant boulders. Not surprising that with that velocity it fell, a petal had been broken. The shield was Aias, the greatest defensive noble phantasm I had, and each petal was as strong as a castle wall. It was better than getting crushed, of course.

There it is.

I glanced at the black mound of darkness now exposed from removing the false surface. It seemed that Angra Mainyu was indeed present from what I could tell from all the corruption.

Hmph. And it's all ready to make a wish...

I had one of my plans was so that my reality marble would take most of the damage. This way, nobody would die, even if the plan went off without a problem. Fuyuki's leyline might no longer exist, but it was better than The Counter Guardians destroying Fuyuki and Angra Mainyu being released into the world.

"—So as I pray, Unlimited Blade Works." I recited the last line of the aria, closing my eyes. Then the world changed, and I knew The Golden Sword of Promised Victory was buried into the barren ground next to me. As long as it's blade didn't touch me, I was unharmed, and I filled it with my with my prana, picking it up. The sword's golden aura expanded outwards, but didn't seem to hurt me in the armor. I used it in the memory of the most skillful swordsman I knew.

[Whoa...]

"Excalibur!"

A/N: Okay, how do you like that for a 4 month update!

Anyways, next chapter should be up soon... Yeah I'm not dead. Just was busy procrastinating and all.

Also, taking a look at boob wars 2, I didn't realize there were Boob dragons. I thought I was being original here...