Chapter-003
It has been 9 years since I gave Scathach a body that was similar to the one that she had in her prime.
After that day, my training began, and it was a nightmare.
She told me to turn on my pain receptors so that my training would be proper and fruitful.
But I think she just wanted me to feel pain when she hit me.
It usually started with rounds of exercise, weight lifting, etc.
Then it would be followed by proper fighting training in which both of us would use an ordinary spear, and beat each other.
Well, she would beat me.
It was during those years that I discovered that I was immortal.
It was during training when I accidentally injured myself while leaving my invulnerability turned off.
The spear grazed past my heart when it backfired.
I thought I would die, so I quickly used my powers to regenerate.
But afterwards thinking it over I decided to check for it.
Starting small.
Like creating a faux heart, and then stabbing mine.
If I wasn't immortal then my heart would have been replaced by a faux heart and I would have lived.
But seeing I didn't need to use faux heart, I decided to experiment some more.
The final experiment being blowing myself up to smithereens.
It was then I was 100 percent confirmed that I was immortal.
I also didn't age either, like I didn't leave any dead cells.
After a few months, I saw that my nails and hair didn't lengthen.
The power of order itself halted my cells.
After telling this revelation to Scathach, my days started to become painful.
She stopped trying to hold back in training.
Every session ended with me in literal pieces.
But my progress also shot up.
To date, I have become proficient in spear.
Not to Scathach's level, she trained for over centuries.
No way in seven hells would I be able to overcome that barrier.
I could use my powers and just take her experience and become better or at least equal to her, but I didn't.
I did not want to spit on her efforts, her sacrifices.
I cannot do that to her, the only human contact of mine nearly for a decade.
Both of us also made a deal, that we would both write and record our craft and place it in the library.
More specifically, her runecraft, and my magecraft.
Even though I can replicate what runes could do, maybe even better, I still wanted to learn it.
During these years I also, although begrudgingly decided to hold off on opening the chest.
The reason was because I thought if the reward improves over time, so what would happen if I were to delay opening the chest even after it shone the green light?
Would the rewards improve?
Would they increase in quantity instead?
Or will that excess energy simply fade away?
So many questions.
"Master, Lady Scathach requests your presence in the kitchen." Said Cecil.
Cecil was the name of the spirit I created.
I, instead of creating a servant decided to create a house spirit, or in this case castle spirit instead.
I named her Cecil.
I finished creating her 2 years after our arrival in this world.
I gave her complete control of all rooms of the castle other than the armory, library, and mine and Scathach's workshop.
Because in the event that my creation turned out to be flawed, I didn't want it to have control over my information and tools.
I conduct a daily check to see if there was any change.
Hearing what Cecil said I dropped my pen and got up from the chair while rubbing my eyes.
After a bit of stretching, I took a look at the little furball sleeping on my table after eating his fill, wearing a detective's vest.
I slowly plucked away the Fou and took him in my arms, and while slowly scratching behind his scruff, I said to Cecil.
"Tell her that I am on my way."
"As you wish." And then she disappeared.
I turned around and made my way out of my workshop and walked towards the kitchen.
I still can't believe that nearly a decade has passed.
After a few months of our arrival, we learned about this world.
We realized that just like in my previous world, people of this world don't know about magic and the supernatural.
Common people that is.
I noticed that there was demonic energy around the world.
Particularly L.A.
After looking into it I found that in this plane demons roam around the world, albeit not overly emphasizing themselves.
There also exists an Order of Sorcerers that deals with such problems.
They are led by an old man who possesses a soul relic.
Or by the word that is used in this world, 'soul stone'.
There are more such stones, which have power ranging from reality bending to time manipulation.
When I found the reality stone, I was disappointed because the stone was utterly useless in front of me.
I was like a cheap imitation of my power.
But even then, my collector's instinct kicked in so I 'borrowed' it for an indefinite time.
I took reality stone, time stone, space stone, mind stone, and power stone.
I have high hopes for Time Stone and Space Stone because if my theory is correct, they can help me understand at least a part of other true magic.
I left the Soul Stone because I had already two topics to study and didn't want to spread myself too thin, another reason was that he was doing a good job of protecting the earth so I let him be.
As I was monologuing, I found myself standing in front of the kitchen.
Pushing open the door I entered.
"Good morning." I greeted Scathach as I entered.
"Good morning.
Had a good sleep?" She asked while fiddling with the frying pan.
We had made an accord of sorts that sometimes I would cook, and sometimes she would.
Although it was mostly me cooking if I was not too busy.
At her question, I winced and stuttered.
"About that…actually.
Wow is that the dress you bought from Chicago on our last visit?
You look stunning."
"Thank You." She replied with a smile.
Good, crisis averted.
"So, how was your sleep?" She asked with a smile that was not a smile.
Shyte, the crisis took a U-turn and then fu*ked me from behind.
"About tha-"
"Yes…or No?"
Okay, name: Liam
Time of Death: Now.
"No." I said meekly.
"Liam, this is the last time I am telling you, sleep or I will make you." She said looking me in the eyes.
"Can I know what the second option entails?" I asked her while gulping a mouthful of saliva.
She then turned off the gas, looked me in the eye, and slowly said,
"You
Don't
Want
To
Know."
"Meep."
***
After that, she chided me some more until breakfast was ready.
She prepared steak, eggs, and salad.
After knowing that we couldn't gain weight, we started to eat like it was the end of the world for us.
"So, what do you do, all cooped up in that workshop of yours anyway?"
She asked white cutting a piece of her steak.
"I told you about those stones I got, right?"
I replied with a question, to which she nodded.
"Well, I am studying them.
The space stone to be particular."
"Why not time stone, it seems more useful and powerful?"
"While the concept of time is indeed stronger, its complexity surpasses that of space stone.
It will probably take me centuries to fully uncover time stone's secrets.
And I can use basic effects of time stone while using Chaos."
I told her while taking a sip of soda.
I don't drink, sue me.
Hearing this she nodded and then asked with raised eyes.
"Hmm… so do you just study it or experiment with it too?"
"I am conducting an experiment to make something like an interdimensional portal, but it will take time.
While space as a Concept is easier to understand, it will still take proper study.
Till now I have a half-baked portal, which theoretically will help in interdimensional travel in a linear direction.
It still depends on the configuration of the universes in the multiverse.
And consumes a massive amount of energy."
I replied with a bit of thinking.
"Do you want to go to your previous world?" She asked while trying to take a bite from my plate, which was met with a slap on her hands.
"I eventually would want to visit it, but as of now I just want to be able to use multiversal travel."
She pouted and then asked.
"What will you do today, and no workshop for you today."
I relented from arguing with her and then thought about it.
"I think it's time to open the chest.
It has been 2 days more than the time to which it takes to recharge two times."
"Hmm…" She said absent-mindedly.
"What?"
"Nothing."
"Seriously." I asked with raised eyes.
"I am thinking about what will be summoned this time."
"And I don't have the vaguest of ideas." I replied honestly.
"From the last summon, which came with a package of divine spears, and the greatest teacher of it, I think it will follow the same trend."
I said continuing.
"So another weapon teacher?"
"Don't know, I mean you taught me more than just spear.
I already know great swords, daggers, bows, and other weapons.
And I doubt there was a teacher of such caliber as you.
Maybe Chiron.
But my point still stands."
After listening to my words, she remained quiet for a moment and thought about them deeply
Then looked at me with a questioning gaze and said,
"So a magic teacher?"
"Bingo.
As far as I am concerned we are covered in the QCQ department.
And unless Odin himself is summoned, then in runecraft as well.
So, my bet is a witch or wizard of old.
There are so many schools of magic that it can summon anyone.
But I think, someone who is the master of their craft will be summoned."
I asked while taking away the piece of steak she snuck out of my plate.
She then subtly puffed her cheeks, and then asked,
"So, which one do you want?"
"A witch." I told her quickly.
"I mean which school of magic do you want to learn?"
"Which is taught by a witch." I replied with righteousness.
"Cecil, Fou, ball sick him."
***
After breakfast, I decided for us to go for an outing.
I decided for the summoning to be done at the same time when she was Summoned.
Never underestimate the dedication of a gacha addict.
The location was selected by Scathach.
France.
It was 1963.
So that means in hell.
Upon teleporting to hell, I changed our clothes according to people's attire.
The way people dressed made me want to trip them over into sh*t.
Don't know, maybe it was my inner Br'i'sh talking.
I once had a friend in Clocktower.
Found out he was French.
Since then I 'had' a friend.
Anyway, just ignore the people.
Both of us joined the crowd.
"Where do you want to go?" I asked her.
"Umm…what was that place?
Where you put locks on?"
She asks as if it was on her tongue, looking at me for an answer.
"Pant pees and Farts?"
"Pont des Art!!!"
"Same thing."
I dismissed quickly.
Hearing my response, she just held my hand and pulled us to 'me' knows where.
***
After a while of walking around and sightseeing, we decided to have dinner at the top of the Eiffel Tower, at dusk.
This time I was the one to decide the food so I chose Pizza and a burger.
I wanted to eat something with my own two hands.
We were gazing at the lights shimmering in the city while sitting on the top.
"So did you have fun?" I asked her.
"Yes, I had a pleasant time. Did you?"
"I just have a little problem with France."
"Which is?"
"French people."
I said with a straight face.
We then looked and each other and burst into laughter.
"Hehe, you say that because you don't know French."
"I know French." I said in a matter-of-fact voice.
"Seriously."
"Yes."
"Speak a sentence of French."
"I Liam.
Me la pee."
"That is not French."
"Do you know French?" I asked her.
"No."
"Then this is French."
***
Both of us then left for a final stroll.
She bought some souvenirs, and I was impersonating a thief dressed like the Phantom of the Opera.
While I was running around I was met with a scene that caused me to halt in my steps.
I saw some people carrying a gun, with a person wearing a white suit entering a back alley, with his entourage wearing black suits.
Totally normal.
I then spread my senses and saw inside the building.
This was one of the drug labs, where they were testing their new products.
***
[POV Change]
Louise Manon was the son of one of the local drug lords.
Throughout his life he had grown up, treating others' lives as toys.
He has committed numerous crimes among which some are murder, kidnapping, torturing, enslaving, drug, and human trafficking.
He has killed people of all ages without any discretion.
Some people are born evil, and some are made evil.
In which category he lies, no one knows.
Today he has come with his father's gang members in one of their drug labs to oversee and give his approval of the new product developed.
He went with his men, making 'sure' no one was following him.
He then opened the door and found himself looking at people rushing over with chemicals, and other things he did not recognize.
"Mister Manon, bonsoir."
He heard a voice, and looking at the source he found it to be from the main 'cook' of this place.
"Salut."
He said dismissively.
"So, is the product ready?"
He asked him, to which the cook nodded.
"Yes, it is ready.
Please follow me."
"Hmm."
And then the cook started to lead him to an underground room.
Beside the gate stood two hulking figures, who seeing Louis, greeted him, which he dismissed.
"Please take a seat."
'Cook' said gesturing towards a large sofa, where Louis sat taking up space equal to 4 people by himself, while his thugs stood behind him.
'Cook' rushed into the side room and came with a box in his hands.
He placed it on the table in front of Louis and stepped back.
Louis then took the box and opened it.
Inside it, he found a packet filled with a pink-looking substance.
Seeing it, he looked a the 'cook', who took it as a cue to begin an explanation.
"This is our new product.
This is made from a different type of chemical which is easy to synthesize, hence low cost of production.
It is ten times more addictive than our present product.
And this can't be identified with any present drug testing method, hence easy to smuggle.
No one will know."
"Are you sure about that?" Said a voice echoing in the room.
Listening to it, everyone took out their weapon and started to find the impostor among them.
"Who is it?" Shouted Louis.
"Vengeance." Whispered a voice near his ear.
And the lights were cut off.
Everyone got scared and the sounds of gunshots filled the room.
And when lights were turned on everyone was on the ground, bloodied up, while only Louis was standing.
*Clap*
*Clap*
*Clap*
Then sounds of monotonous clapping filled the room, and a figure emerged from the shadows of the room.
The figure was clad in royal blue clothes as if worn by royalty of old.
With golden seams, highlight the great craftsmanship that went into making it.
The man had unnatural crimson hair, that was tied by a single piece of cloth.
A black masquerade mask adorned the man's face, concealing his features but highlighting his features at the same time.
Seeing him appear Louis pointed the gun at him and shouted,
"WHO ARE YOU?!?!"
"I don't know whether to thank you or call you an idiot.
So, I will do both.
Thank You Idiot."
"I SAID WHO ARE YOU?!?!" He said cocking the gun.
"Under normal circumstances, I would say I am your father, but looking at your face I don't think those words can come out of my mouth even when I joke around."
Hearing this Louis lost his patience and emptied his gun.
*Bang*
*Bang*
*Bang*
*Bang*
*Bang*
*Bang*
Then what followed was utter silence.
"YOU FU*KING BASTARD, TRY BEING SMART AS* NOW." Shouted Louis with an expression of triumph.
"I don't need to try, I already am."
And then hearing the calm and clear response as opposed to the expected corpse, Louis lost his wits.
(Deadpool: As if he had any.)
"HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE?!?!"
"What, you thought if you kill me, I will die?"
Then the figure lifted his hand and a crimson energy materialized in his hands.
And then all the bodies which were lying on the ground stood up all together eerily.
Then they turned their neck 180 degrees while their body stayed the same.
Then they walked towards Louis, who by now had pissed his pants.
"GET AWAY!!!
GET AWAY!!!!
HELP!!
HELP!!!"
And after shouting he fumbled to stand and fell quite a few times until he ran towards the door, just when the corpse was about to reach him.
Like a certain dumb blonde woman in a certain movie.
Well certain…s?
Then after opening the door, he ran away like his life depended on it.
Then he after falling down the stairs managed to escape the underground room.
Upon getting out he found the same person who was the cause of this situation.
Seeing his glinting red eyes, instead of fear he was engulfed in anger.
He then saw a crowbar beside him and then picked it up and ran up to him and then swung it on his head.
As soon as he struck his head, it splattered.
Looking at it he broke into mad laughter and started to hit his corpse.
"THERE I KILLED YOU MOTHERFU*KER.
TRY BEING SMART AS* NOW, WOULD YOU.
HAHAHAHHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!"
***
"Breaking News: We bring this news to you with great sorrow that The President of France was killed in his office.
I repeat, The President of France was killed in his office, by the son of a drug lord, due to being under the influence of the drug which was produced in the factory.
The killer's name is Louis Manon, who stormed the President's Office with his Gang members, wearing a black mask.
During the assassination, he was killed, but till then so many people died.
The leading party's temporary chairman said they were going to take strict action against the drugs."
"One day and you caused problems in the whole country,"
Scathach asked me with a tired look.
"The president was involved in human trafficking."
"Fine."
***
[Liam POV]
After having fun in France, Scathach and I arrived at the castle's entrance and decided to walk instead to admire its territory while eating something she bought.
"This lake looks nice."
She said denoting the huge lake which sort of formed a moat around the castle's entrance.
It was deeper than the ocean.
How?
It's magic.
"I am thinking of bringing some endangered species of fish, sea horses, and clamps." I said to her.
"Clamps?" She asked.
"Well, yes.
Seeing that the castle is on ley lines, the pearl that will be formed will be one hundred percent magical in nature.
Free materials." I told her my reasoning.
'And maybe a hydra.'
I muttered to myself.
I want a pet hydra, sue me.
"So now you will be doing summoning, right?" She asked me.
"Yes.
Want to watch?"
"Yes."
***
After entering the castle and depositing the things we bought to Cecil, we went down the Tower of Fate.
Yes, that's what I named my workshop.
After entering the tower, both of us made our way down to the basement with Fou, who was grumpy because we had forgotten him.
Later, we were standing in front of a familiar door from where I did my first Summoning.
I looked back and found Scathach looked a bit distressed.
I took her hand in mine and without looking at her said,
"Whosoever comes from that chest, will never replace you."
Hearing this I felt her surprise, embarrassment, and then happiness.
"I will take your word for it."
As she said that, I opened the door and stepped inside.
The same room with the same color of blue light from the ceiling, and the same chest at the center with a green gem that shone more than the first time I did the summon.
Then I went to the center and looked at her.
She nodded at me with a smile and then I looked forward and opened the chest and…
Rolled back.
Instincts.
And before she could comment we were covered by a dazzling display of golden light, and then it rosed up to the degree that only white color was visible, and then it started to fade.
And just like last time objects started to float in front of me.
This time with variety.
"Excalibur
Caliburn
Ascalon
5 Leaf Clover Grimoire (Anti-Magic)
…"
And after I was done recounting them, Magic Circles were made.
Two circles to be exact.
And once more light shone and then subsided.
This time in place of circles stood two figures.
Two women.
Both had almost identical faces.
It would not be wrong to call them sisters.
Maybe they are sisters.
One of them wore knight's armor, had good height, golden wheat-like hair, and carried a sword by her side, and a lance in her arms.
The other woman carried a giant staff instead.
She had pale white hair.
Both of them were stunning, with developed bodies.
"I ask of you, are you my mas-
MORGAN?!?!" The golden-haired one shouted mid-sentence towards Morgan.
"Artoria." Also said in surprise, although she managed to restrain herself.
"Morgan."
"Artoria."
"Morgan."
"Artoria."
"Diluc." I said raising my hand up.
"Scathach." Said Scathach following my lead with a smile that was threatening to break out from her cold face.
This caused both of them to look at us instead.
"So, let's begin."
***
So evidently the women I summoned were Artoria Pendragon and Morgan Le Fay.
So mortal enemies together were summoned, yay.
But well it proves one of my theories, that after fully recharging for the single summoning session, the chest absorbs surplus energy and uses it to increase quantity instead of quality.
"So I guess we should formally introduce ourselves."
I said breaking out of the tense atmosphere that was developed.
All of us were not seated on chairs and the edges of the round table, the sisters sitting opposite to each other, while me and Scathach sitting between them, who was finding this whole situation amusing despite her cold queenly façade.
To my suggestion, all of them looked at me with their eyes, which I took as a yes.
"My name is Liam Sylvesterus Diluc Rothchilde.
Manifestation of Order and Chaos, and the Balance it brings with itself.
The source from which the first true magic is born, and the owner of this castle.
You may refer to me as Liam or Diluc."
I said my introduction in an even tone, not coming as arrogant, but not a pushover either.
Then seeing my eyes at her, Scathach began her introduction.
"This one's name is Scathach.
Queen of the Land of Shadows.
Witch of Dun Scaith.
Teacher of Heroes."
And after she spoke her introduction both of us looked at Artoria.
She took the hint and began to speak.
"My name is Artoria Pendragon.
King of Knights.
Leader of Knights of Round Table.
Ruler of Camelot."
When she said the last line, the expression of anger on Morgan's face wasn't missed by me.
As Artoria sat, Morgan began her introduction.
"My name is Morgan le Fay.
Queen of Faes.
The One True Ruler of Camelot."
She said looking at Artoria.
Oh…this is going to be interesting, and by looks Scathach shares my feelings.
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That is all for today.
I thought to drop this fic, then I saw all the sh*t work on WN, so I did not.
Comment, brings me joy to read them.
In new chapter, we will be focusing on the new ladies interaction.