He sighed as he took out the cards that Zelretch dropped of in a package in front of his living space. Class Cards. The Souls of Heroic Spirits placed inside of them, rarely found and they are used in one place as a Mystic Code for a Holy Grail War...causing Masters to use them to fight each other, rather than using a Servant.
While much less troublesome to use, it won't work when it's a lot of Class Cards that can be used by one person, once in a time against said Servants in their own forms. Class Cards would be far more useful if used by a Master to guard themselves if his or her Servants aren't available or occupied or maybe are in route if they are not with their Master.
Either way, it was a useful Mystic Code nonetheless, but...one thing bothered him. These Class Cards...radiated something that resembled himself...it's...it's probably his imagination. Nothing else. He had a few of them, not the whole set. A Saber, a Lancer, a Caster and an Archer. That was what he could make of, but there were two others that didn't match his suspicions. One was a man with a jacket, its hood covering his face, while having a bandoleer and a matchlock rifle, the other was a man with a helmet and an automatic machine gun in his hands. He'd call the latter, Gunner, but was unsure of the former. Since it could mean anything...but...the only word that he could find to describe it...is…
Hunter.
Two Odd Class Cards. Zelretch did say that he was unsure of what the two were, but surely Liam would find use of them in the future. He was told that if he used it right with the right chant and the right magecraft. He could use them as an Evil Piece of his own. He wished to refrain to do so, but maybe...it would come in handy.
He'd have to summon a Caster class to help him with the Class Cards. He didn't know much of it himself, other than being used as a Mystic Code or rather an Advanced Mystic Code. It wasn't just plain old mana infused cards, it was a work of art, like swords.
If he could, he would make the rest of the set and keep them for safe usage. He sighed as Atalanta came out and served the dishes and their drinks. Beowulf proved to be quite a bartender, it was surprising, Liam thought that the man was more of a bouncer, but a bartender...he would do for now. Ezio had better experience with bartending, afterall he was born in the renaissance era and had been acquainted to a lot of alcohol, while Beowulf...he was a King, but didn't get acquainted that much with alcohol.
Then came the time for him to pick his Servant up by the Academy. Liam had Beowulf to take care of the counter and Avenger had to make use of his made-up name, Eriq Edmunds...it sounds a lot worse than Edmond Dantès. But it did work, so oh well.
Liam got his coat and his watch up before he walked out of the store. Unknown to him a few people were watching him leave his store.
Liam wasn't feeling that comfortable, he's been sensing a lot of disturbance, his Sixth Sense was telling him danger was around the corner, even when he was in the halls of the Academy. Liam looked at the classroom's tag, Class Two B. Liam sat by the classroom's waiting bench, a few girls looking at him with...weird looks?
He did heard some of them gossiping, he wasn't bothered by it, he was bothered by the presence that he couldn't deduce who it belonged to. He gritted his teeth behind his closed lips, it was aggravating him slowly, but he'll have to keep his cool right now, the least he needs is to deal with the school and going to a mental hospital.
The bell rung before the door opened, Scáthach came out of the door with a sigh before noticing Liam waiting for her. "Liam?"
"Yo, Asuka-chan." Liam got up from his seat before dusting himself. "How's work today?"
"A lot more stressful than I thought it would." Scáthach sighed before she gestured him.
"Best we go home right now and talk over it when we get back."
"Agreed, besides, this place is no good with the amount of perverts…" Scáthach narrowed her eyes at the mention of perverts. "Don't turn into one of them." She whispered as she held his arm tightly and pushed herself a lot closer to the man.
"Ahahaha, got it, got it." Liam smiled at the woman. "Wanna have a piggy back?"
"What kind of proposal is that?" The Queen asked as Liam whistled.
"Nothing nothing, my sister is fond of it...ah that's right, my sister...heh, I guess you do remind me of her as well." Liam gave up a wide smile. "C'mon, do you have any other belongings, you want to take?"
"Belongings? No. No things like that, let's just go. I only bring my suitcase with me."
"Suitcase...hmm, where did you get that?"
"Edgar-kun had some things behind his sleeves, he said he knew it would come in handy…"
"And it sure did." Their conversation was then cut off as the two walked off through the crowd of students.
A few pairs of eyes watched the two go by, but unknown to them, an Assassin watched over their movements, hiding in plain sight and silently following. He moved towards the exit to watch over the pair. "Master, we got company." He reported.
"I thought so as well, keep an eye out. Avenger, maybe you could help out as well?" Liam sent the message to Avenger.
"Hahahaha! Thought you'd never ask, Master!"
"Your Legend is mostly fictional, no one will ever think about it, if it were the others, they'd already be aware of the legends. Scáthach-san's legends aren't that well-known, but let's keep away the True Names of the Noble Phantasms and use what we have right now." Liam formed his plan.
"Excellent thinking, Master. Expected from a Veteran Bloodshed Artist." Ezio grinned in astral form.
"Artist isn't the word I'd like to describe myself, Monster would do more than fine." Liam grimaced.
"Heh, the dreams don't lie, do they? A Monster that cuts through a mob like they are ants." Ezio smirked, Scáthach raised her eyebrow. So all of the Servants had their own visions of Liam's memories and from what Ezio said, he had a few...violent moments...
"For now, get ready for the situation." Liam narrowed his eyes silently.
The pair got to a silent park, settling to find the presence that has been stalking them for a while. "Take me for one, but I'm not liking where this is going." Ezio commented.
"And it's not going to end well as the situation we have now." Liam stated in his mind.
"I'm almost in the park, Master. Get ready." Avenger reported as the Master winced.