Gilgash pointed at Angra Mainyu standing behind Mordred. "That is your Master."
Mordred couldn't help but grin at the revelation that her Master was a homunculus. She was created with Artoria and Morgan Le Fay's DNA, a homunculus who beca a teen in the re span of a decade. Never did she think her Master would be a homunculus.
Angra Mainyu ignored Mordred's enthusiasm. "I'll explain everything later."
Mordred had no other option but to watch as Angra Mainyu summoned the next servant.
A young woman whose half face was covered in a white skull mask. Her short, violet-colored hair cupped her face, half of which was concealed by a white skull mask. Her black, form-fitting outfit only emphasized her lethal curves. Whether it was her attire or the kunai in her hands, everything about her scread the word 'Assassin.'
She kneeled before Angra Mainyu, her gaze still on the ground. "I have co to this world because of you. I shall devote my poisonous body, my willmy everything to you."
"Hassan of Serenity" Angra Mainyu muttered Assassin's na with a nod. "I accept."
Hassan placed her hand on her chest before she stood up and concealed herself in the darkness.
"This process is slow."
Angra Mainyu thought to try what no mage should ever doshe drew out so magical energy from the Root and took the leftover from the ley lines. She summoned four servants in one go. No matter how she wanted, she couldn't bring herself to summon another Berserker-class Servant.
'Stop controlling my actions.'
The underground cave was instantly cramd with several powerful entities. Gilgash watched them on a throne as if he was their king. Not every servant took his arrogance lightly.
One particular woman glared at Gilgash, her crimson eyes glowing with fierce intent. "You dare show contempt to the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven. Shall I take it as an invitation to war?"
The Servant of Archer, who was wearing a military outfit, looked no older than a teenager. Yet, her gaze and her aura lived up to her na, Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, Oda Nobunaga.
Gilgash didn't put the newcor in his eyes. "Another fodder to relieve my boredom."
"Fodder?" Nobunaga was genuinely pissed, so she summoned a massive number of matchlocks behind her. "King or God, everything will return to this land one day."
She was a Heroic Spirit from the modern age without much 'Mystery' behind her existence. But her skill 'Unifying the Nation by Force - Innovation' put her in an advantage against the Heroic Spirits with high 'Mystery.'
Before Nobunaga could fire one shot, a young man blocked her. His gentle smile was enough to disarm all the hostility in the atmosphere.
"We shouldn't be fighting among each other."
He had long, ssy white hair and wore high-quality robes similar to a king. He in fact was the very King of Magecraft, who commanded the seventy-two demon gods as his familiars. Angra Mainyu summoned him for his undeniable strength as well as the ten rings around his arms. Solomon's Rings could nullify any and every magecraft in the world.
"Co on. Co on. Let's not set fire on the ship we'll sail to victory," A blonde man interjected an overly friendly remark into the situation. "Na is Jason, Captain of the Argonauts. The magus who summoned is one stunning lady."
Nobunaga didn't back down in the face of two servants and pulled the trigger of every matchlock on Gilgash.
Solomon grimaced and quickly chanted a magecraft spell. The hail of bullets froze in the air before a spark burned them to ashes. It wasn't his nature to earn others' hostility, but he couldn't let a fight break out that could potentially 'hurt' his Master.
Gilgash wasn't paying attention to the ruckus caused by Nobunaga. His eyes were locked on the last servant who was kneeling on the ground. Another woman with features similar to Artoria. Instead of blonde hair, she had eye-catching white hair with a single black bang. Mordred only spared the woman one glance before looking away. The woman didn't have the aura of a monarch like her 'father.'
"Rider," Angra Mainyu called the white-haired woman. "What is this ritual?"
"Nothing, Master." Rider opened her eyes with a grin. "I was feeling nostalgic from this scent. The scent of my land." She looked at Nobunaga. "Old friend, we t again."
Nobunaga's eyes widened at the familiar voice. "Kenshin what the fuck! We're summoned by the sa master!"
Nobunaga never thought she would reunite with her old rival Uesugi Kenshin in this way. The self-proclaid avatar of Bishamonten beca her sparring partner for a brief ti. It was a hard-fought battle with Kenshin's 'Armor is on the Chest' skill rendering her matchlock bullets useless. She always got overwheld by Kenshin's unusual way of using spear and katana at the sa ti.
"Call Kagetora would you? Why must Kenshin be more popular than my real na?" Kagetora said with a wry smile before regaining her bright self. "It's the will of Bishamonten to reunite us here. Let's celebrate it with a drink, yeah?"
"So sake right now would make my day."
The servants stared at the pair jovially talking while forgetting the rest of them.
Angra Mainyu appraised each servants' paraters, only to be disappointed at Jason's low paraters.
'Why did I even summon him? He is so weak'
The answer to her question ca soon as Jason curiously made his way towards Heracles.
"Oi, who is this brute?" Jason shivered even though the colossal man was imprisoned by a Noble Phantasm. "No way, Heracles?! Friend, how did you end up like this? Master, free my friend right this instant."
Angra Mainyu sighed. She ended up summoning Heracles' friend from the past. Instead of lanting over it, she gathered all of them and told them their purpose.
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