Scathach

"Is he all right?" She asked anxiously.

"You worry too much even if he's just an annoying dog" Sahazel mocked her.

"Tch, he's an annoying dog but he's still my favorite disciple-dog. I wouldn't have given him my spear if that weren't the case"

"You surprise me, I never thought you were such a warm, sentimental woman."

"What the fuck are you saying!" The woman blushed again.

Her blush disappeared and her face became serious.

"So the 10 are involved in the Hindu massacre?" She asked Sahazel.

"I don't know, it may have been Sandalphon acting for himself but I doubt it was" Sahazel shook his head.

"One of the big 4 has probably been responsible for this, maybe even several"

"I doubt Gabriel had anything to do with this, she has always had compassion for gods and humans and would never do anything against anything that is not part of my army" Sahazel shook his head and let out a sigh.

"It seems you still can't forget the fact that she rejected you, can you?" The woman gave Sahazel a amused look.

Sahazel felt as if an arrow had stuck in his heart.

"She just rejected me, it's nothing serious." He tried to take the iron out of the matter.

The woman saw through Sahazel's act and felt like making fun of him.

"She is the only woman who has rejected you"

Sahazel felt as if a dagger had stuck in his heart.

"Only one of many" Sahazel tried desesperatly to defend himself.

"She is the most beautiful woman in heaven, they say her beauty rivals mine or Mordred's." She pronounced her rival's name with poison in her voice.

Sahazel felt as if a spear had been stuck in his heart, shattering it from within. He couldn't stand it and fell to his knees.

"It was a humiliation, I had never expected her to reject me! I even reserved the place of Nephilim's leader for her!" Sahazel grabbed his hair, or so he tried because his chaotic body didn't have one.

The woman looked at Sahazel in surprise, she would never have expected that a simple rejection would have led him to such a state. She crouched beside him and tried to console him.

"She doesn't know what she's missing, you always have me here for-"She stopped when she saw the evil smile on the shadow's face.

(Shit! It's a trap!)

The chaotic body threw the woman to the ground and positioned itself on top of her. He held the arms of the woman who was fighting uselessly and put his mouth to her ear.

"You are a evil woman, don't you know that making fun of your leader can go very wrong?" He whispered in her ear.

The whisper touched the woman's ear. She had a flushed face and was breathing heavily. She stopped fighting and he released her arms, the woman placed them over the neck of the chaotic body. It was the woman's turn to bring her mouth closer to the ear of the chaotic body and whisper softly.

"Arthur Pendragon looks a lot like two people close to me."

The hands of the chaotic body, which was heading towards the woman's breasts, stopped. The whole body was paralyzed and could not move a millimeter.

"Do you know about him?" Sahazel asked quietly.

"Of course, it is very rare for a Pendragon to be born with the king attribute "Ruler", in fact only the direct descendants of the king of kings possess it.

In addition, that boy's sword skills are supernatural. It is impossible for the Pendragon house to be able to train a child to such a height, even Mordred can´t do that, there is only one person capable of doing that and that person only teaches his closest people".

"Hehe, looks like you got me." Sahazel scratched his head.

"Tell me, why did you give her a son and not me? Do you like flat women more?" Tears seemed to come out of the woman's eyes.

"That's not true! I love big breasts but I also love small breasts, each one has its virtues and none has defects!" Sahazel defended himself quickly.

"Then why?

Sahazel's face became serious, he got up and turned his back on the woman.

"For a promise"

"For a promise?"

"Yes, a promise I made to my best friend moments before his death. He was one of the few humans who have marked my life"

The woman bit her lip and spoke in a trembling voice, "Can you tell me what promise you made?"

"I'm sorry, there are a lot of things that are better just for me to know and die with me."

"Bu-"

"There are no butts, there are things that even you, my right hand, should not get into."

Sahazel turned around and saw the woman's face. She was still sitting on the floor and tears fell on her face.

"Silly girl, you didn't let me finish and you're already crying like a baby" Sahazel bent down and carefully wiped the tears on the woman's face.

"I had planned for Arthur to have a little sibling, but the attack of the monsters came and I couldn't do it. You know I spent more than 95% of my strength back then and I still haven't managed to regain all my power"

The woman opened her eyes wide.

"Did you want... to have another child?" She asked doubtfully.

Sahazel nodded.

"With whom?" She asked, now with hope.

"With who it was to be, only the great Scathach would be worthy to carry my son in her womb" Sahazel caressed the woman's belly.

Tears fell again from Scathach's eyes.

"Don't cry, why are you crying?"

"I´m happy, I´m so happy right now" She embraced Sahazel's chaotic body.

"That annoying dog" She complained when she touched Sahazel's bottom but didn't notice anything there.

…

"Achoo!" A boy with blue hair sneezed.

"Is something wrong?" Atalanta asked worriedly.

"Someone must be cursing me." Setanta shrugged.

Sahazel looked at Setanta and smiled mysteriously.

(You wouldn't be so calm if you knew who the person is cursing you)

"Oh great Karttikeya, son of destruction and violent justice, god of war, I beg you to point the way to victory."

Setanta made a cut on his wrist. Sahazel's eyes turned dark and Setanta's drop of blood turned blood red.

The drop of blood fell on the scroll and this drop began to change shape. Setanta seemed to be in a trance similar to the rest of the students. Setanta's weapon soon appeared and he recovered from the trance.

"As expected, your weapon is a spear" Atalanta nodded.

"You must appear tomorrow at the spear dojo"

Setanta nodded and returned to his seat beside Sahazel.

"A spear has come out" He told Sahazel.

"Did you expect anything else?" Sahazel replied with his usual flat voice.

"Tch, how boring"

Sahazel smiled when he saw that Setanta had adopted the same habits as his teacher.

(Silly girl, both you and me saw Setanta as our son, how can you be so greedy as to ask me for another?)

The students continued to pass by and complete their ritual. Some students took out common weapons like swords and spears, but there were some among them who took out rare or unconventional weapons.

Amy went out to complete her ritual right after Setanta, she seemed to be praying something about getting a spear. But her disappointed face showed that her prayer had had no effect.

Although she was not very happy with the weapon she had touched, there was another who was very enthusiastic about this.

"A bow! I'm so glad, I'll teach you about archery myself" Atalanta grabbed Amy's hands and spoke excitedly to her.

The 2.00 meter black boy was also one of those who pulled out a rare weapon. The weapon chosen for him was a big mace.

"I think it's a weapon that will go well with you," Atalanta said.

Everyone nodded, the thought of this big man carrying a mace on his shoulders was quite intimidating.

"His name was Stone, right?" Sahazel asked Setanta.

"I think so, why do you ask?" Setanta replied.

"I hadn't noticed because the aura is very fine and I hadn't noticed him, but don't you think he's very much like that madman?

Setanta focused his gaze on Stone, he looked at Sahazel nodded.

"Another madman without technique, only brute force" said Setanta with disgust in his voice.

"Sometimes brute force is more effective than technique," Sahazel smiled at Setanta.