"So? Does it suit me?"
"Not at all. Why not just wear normal clothes?"
Angra and Jalter were observing the outfit I was wearing.
The outfit gave me the feeling that it was "Made in Heaven."
"Say that again?" Angra asked.
"That again."
"Dude, you ruined the joke."
"No one told you to joke around right now."
As for Jalter, for some reason her eye kept twitching when she looked at the outfit.
Not because it was ugly, but for another reason... specifically, those French priests and the Pope.
"Anyway, let's go back to watching what the Masters are doing," I said, sitting down on the sofa with both of them.
The screen lit up, showing right in the center of the urban city.
Except for Saber, Rider, and Assassin, most of the Servants were heading there to engage in battle.
Because right in the center, there was something quite troublesome blocking them from fighting each other.
It was the source of the Shadow Monsters rampaging everywhere. They were weak, but there were so many of them and they were incredibly annoying.
The great sin of humanity: Lust.
Its form was extremely bizarre. It had countless mouths and hands, with genitals displayed all over the place—breasts, vagina, penis, anus, and many other things.
Especially, it was enormous, rooted right in the center and spreading further by the day.
"Gross as hell. I knew there couldn't be anything good in this guy's head. Get away from it," Jalter pulled my hand closer to her, shoving Angra aside.
"I created it based on human imagination?!" Angra protested, feeling unjustly accused.
Because he only liked anal—he wasn't particularly interested in the other parts!
The great sin of humanity, Lust, trembled for a moment before spewing a ton of blood-covered eggs from its vagina.
Those eggs immediately hatched into hundreds of monsters, each with a different appearance.
But among them, a few clearly had a completely different aura.
"Chimera."
With forms even more grotesque than in mythology, they bit and killed the other monsters as if to prove their brutality.
"Oh, here comes the good part!"
Right on the rooftop of a building, someone was standing there observing everything happening below.
"Using human lives to produce these things... I must eradicate you to bring peace to the people."
The person sheathed their katana and drew a bow, pulling the string and firing a flaming arrow.
The arrow flew straight into the monsters and exploded into powerful flames that engulfed the entire area.
Cars, buildings, shops—everything burst into flames, turning the surroundings into hell.
Most of the regular monsters died after that devastating blow, but the chimeras were only injured.
"It's definitely Archer."
"Yeah, it's Archer, no doubt."
"Only Archer would pull that off."
I mean, the Archer class is truly made for Archers—they're always firing off nukes.
Archer then revealed her true form thanks to the firelight.
It was a Japanese woman with white hair tied in a ponytail, red pupils, and very traditional Japanese attire.
Tomoe Gozen.
"Let me see..." I took out my notebook to read her info.
"A grieving widow who lost her husband," Angra said bluntly.
"Was her husband famous?" Jalter asked.
"Dude, he was extremely handsome. I can understand grieving over losing someone that good-looking," Angra said knowingly.
I immediately scooted over toward Jalter.
"Her husband apparently became a heroic spirit too. I wonder if killing him in front of her would turn her into an Avenger?" Jalter said bluntly, making me scoot back to the middle.
Of course, Jalter then draped her arm over my shoulder and pulled me close again.
"Just kidding~ I like handsome guys too," she smirked, teasing me.
"For real?"
"For real."
"Oh okay," I replied bluntly, making her raise an eyebrow since that wasn't the response she wanted.
She glared at me for a while, then said nothing and turned away.
"I'll burn her to death later."
OII!! Why did your mood flip so fast?! I can't tell if you're joking or serious anymore!
Right after that, a massive figure appeared in the battle, wielding a red spear and stabbing relentlessly into the chimera with brutal force.
"That's?!"
That masterful spear technique—unmistakable. It was Lancer.
And when it comes to Lancer, it could only be—
"Quite a boring spectacle. I was expecting more from these guys, right, Archer?" The figure looked toward Archer with a sharp grin.
"...That terrifying power. You're not Lancer," she raised an eyebrow.
"Congratulations. Though I hate following rules since they get in the way of fighting, figuring out I'm not Lancer is good enough."
He spun his red spear and pointed it toward Archer, barely paying attention to the monsters or the great sin Lust.
A clear thirst for blood and battle lust shone in his eyes.
"I am Berserker, Cú—"
Alright, that's enough introduction. Time for the other Servants to show up.
"OI! I WASN'T DONE INTRODUCING MYSELF!! YOU GUYS TREAT ME HALF-HEARTEDLY JUST BECAUSE I'M A BERSERKER?!"
Oh, what's wrong with this Irish dog? Just ignore him, he's just a rabid dog who became a Berserker.
"I SWEAR YOU GUYS ARE DOING THIS ON PURPOSE! IS IT BECAUSE I'M CÚ CHULAINN THAT YOU DON'T TAKE ME SERIOUSLY?!"
Archer twitched her eye watching the Berserker talking to himself. Truly a Berserker—no one talk normal.
Forget that fake Lancer. Now for the real Lancer.
"A beautiful Archer and a dumb-as-a-dog Berserker, huh? Looks like this old man's got a troublesome fight ahead."
"OI! I HEARD WHAT YOU SAID!"
"Ui, this dog's rabid. Gotta stay away from him."
"What did you say?!"
The newcomer appeared with a long spear dripping with blood. With a flick, he shook the blood off.
"I am Lancer. Nice to meet you," he smiled, taking out a cigarette to smoke.
Hector.
"Some of the Masters here are really lucky," Angra commented, seeming quite surprised by the existence of Cú Alter, Tomoe and Hector.
Normally, summoning based on personality doesn't always bring out super famous figures—sometimes they get Servants with very minor fame.
Yet among just four Masters, there were Barghest, Tomoe Gozen, Hector, and... Mario!
"I AM CÚ CHULAINN!!"