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[1stknight]

[Honestly, being summoned was quite the surprise to Bedivere. Being a saber, he knew he was at a disadvantage. After all, there were so many more sabers even just from the Round Table who were much more famous, so surely they would have been summoned over him. In fact, he was sure it had happened countless times before. That one master he had met, the one from Chaldea, they had spoken of singularities and grail wars to span several worlds and timelines. And with so many fine Sabers to choose from, he was sure that he hadn't ever been summoned before. The short time between the 'creation of his legend' and 'now' notwithstanding.

It made him feel a touch inadequate, if he was being truthful. After all, he was a simple knight. The master who had summoned him, he deserved better than someone like him. But if he was the one who was summoned, then he would fulfill his duty to this new master. Nothing would be done in half-steps, never again.

So as his form solidified in the summoning circle, Bedivere offered his new master a warm smile. Once again, his life was sworn to someone else's. Whatever his master wished for, Bedivere would help him achieve it.]

Saber, Bedivere. I am honored to be summoned by you. From now on, I shall be your Servant.

['I am honored to be summoned at all' was the truth, but he didn't speak that.

Then he paused, and he took a survey of the situation. The summoning circle was expertly made, but this man in front of him...well. He didn't look like a mage. He looked like a normal person. Perhaps it was a disguise? Or maybe there was more to this situation than he could see immediately. He would have to wait for his new master to respond in order to find out more.]

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[neverwashere]

Hah. Yes, that's true.

[Dazai could guess where Bedivere had placed his hand. Even if he knew that his new companion wouldn't cut him down, it was still oddly comforting to know how Fukuzawa was prepared to strike.

...truly, he was fortunate to have found such reliable people.

Now, if Kunikida was done committing his callouses to memory, Dazai would like to take his hand back now. Had it been anyone else, Dazai would've tried to communicate with a glance that there wasn't a need to be this tense around Bedivere, but he knew that Fukuzawa would prefer to come to his own conclusions about that.]

Then four more have either yet to be summoned, or the ritual was done in private.

Whatever the case, it's conventionally disadvantageous for a spirit to betray the person they're contracted to. [This was also a reminder to himself given that enticing a valued asset to switch sides was a valid tactic during conflict. If there was any loophole to accommodate this in the grail war, he wasn't aware of it.] I should also mention that while the scale for potential collateral damage is still an unknown until we find out who we're up against, there's no accounting for desperation.

[1stknight]

[Dazai could have his hand back. Kunikida was still puzzling over the marks, though, and he drew a sketch of Dazai's hand with the marks on it to commit it to memory.]

Summoning, and strange marks...are you saying that Saber here is what was summoned?

[Upon saying that, Kunikida glanced to Bedivere. The young man certainly didn't look like anything special. But with a strange name like that, he had to be hiding something.

Bedivere, for his part, waited to let Dazai answer that question.]

[neverwashere]

Yep.

[Back the bandages went to his hand! And while that was going on, he nodded at Bedivere.]

Mind changing back to your armor?

[1stknight]

Of course.

[Look, he even left the 'master' off that time!

Though the change back to his previous armor did end up being a bit flashy. Literally. There was definitely a bright flash of light in the Agency office, which was probably extremely noticeable at night. Whoops.

But it dissipated after a few seconds, leaving Bedivere standing there in his armor, with his silver arm visible.

Kunikida had scrambled back as soon as the light show had started, but Fukuzawa stood firm, watching it all without turning away. Though once it was done, both men were left staring in wonder at Bedivere.

And then, slowly, they both turned their heads to look at Dazai. Explanation plz?]

[neverwashere]

[He clapped with the smugness of a magician who just pulled a rabbit out of a hat. Never mind that he didn't actually do any work.

Time for a few introductions!]

Fukuzawa-sachou, Kunikida-kun. He'll be going by the name 'Ellis' outside of this room.

[Smile, smile. Not the immediate explanation they were looking for, and he briefly touched Bedivere's shoulder. It felt odd given the height difference.]

No Longer Human won't make him disappear. He probably doesn't have the alternative form of a twenty-foot eldritch squid, although my ability messes with his very decorative arm.

As you may have already guessed, he's a genuine knight in shiny armor, complete with an honorable disposition that'll make him popular with the elderly, kids, and fragile egos. Given the circumstances, he'll have to accompany me until this Grail War has reached its conclusion.

[Here, he looked at Fukuzawa with a silent request for permission.]

[1stknight]

...it feels like you're teasing me...

[That was all Bedivere said in the moment, though. He could tell this was an appeal to authority, and he wasn't about to ruin Dazai's chances at whatever approval he was looking to get. But he still had to point that out, because while everything Dazai said was true, it still did feel like he was being teased.

Fukuzawa, meanwhile, took his time to consider the options. This was far, far beyond anything the Agency had ever come across before. Some magic ritual for a relic that could grant wishes? People being summoned to fight for that purpose? It all sounded like danger for the city, and Fukuzawa was inclined to think that it was a problem too large for the Agency on their own.

But who could he go to for assistance? A free, unconditional wish was a powerful motivator. Anyone he might have thought of to ask for help would be tempted to go for that wish. No, there was no help to be had, not even from the government. They would need to shut this down, and quietly.

So finally, Fukuzawa nodded to Dazai.]

Understood. We will take this case, then. Our goal will be to end this 'Grail War' as quickly as possible, with the fewest number of casualties that we can manage.

[neverwashere]

[Waiting for Fukuzawa's reply was a very convenient excuse to not answer Bedivere. If anything, Dazai looked suspiciously innocent.

They did get that approval, though, and he dipped his head in acknowledgment.]

Of course, sachou.

['Thank you,' his tone said. Minimizing the collateral damage was already a given.]

Now, do you have any questions for Saber? And, Saber - anything you'd like to add?

[1stknight]

Just that I plan to be by your side throughout all of this, and I will keep you safe. Grail Wars can be dangerous, though, so it is for the best to be discreet.

[Of course a knight would insist on protecting their Master. He was too good to not.

But the fact that he could make such declarations with a straight face said a lot about him. Fukuzawa wasn't sure if he was impressed or bemused.]

No questions for now. We're going to run this where the Grail War is primarily your duty, Dazai-kun. Call on the Agency as you need help, but until the resources are needed, we will act as if we are not involved. That way the others underestimate your capabilities, if they discover who you are.

[neverwashere]

[Dazai might or might not be beaming, somewhere in that fine line of amusement and delight. It was a similar expression to the one he wore when he heard Atsushi make similar declarations during non-serious circumstances, or in the few seconds after announcing that he was pulling Kunikida's leg.

Ah, the joys of finding pockets of sincerity.

To Fukuzawa:]

Got it.

[It was nice having a boss who was on the same page.

If there was nothing else - time to head back to the dorm after saying their goodbyes, and he hummed once the elevator doors closed.]

Well? What do you think?

[1stknight]

[Bedivere was sure he was still being teased. But he also didn't sense any malice, so he could handle the teasing.

By the time they were back at the dorm, Bedivere was back in his borrowed clothes and following after Dazai a bit too obediently to be written off as 'just a friendship'. He really needed to work on the whole 'acting casual' part. But he was trying.

He did notice a certain someone peeking out of one of the other dorm apartments as they stepped into Dazai's, though. He made a note to remember those yellow and purple eyes.]

I think your neighbor is suspicious of me.

[Ah, but that didn't answer Dazai's question.]

Your boss seems like an honorable man. He also has a keen eye, so I don't think anything will slip his notice. You can trust him to warn you if something happens.

[neverwashere]

You mean Atsushi-kun? [Yeah, he noticed that too. Talking to Kyouka was definitely on the table tomorrow.] I'd like to say he's just curious given that I've never brought anyone else over to the dorms, but he has been acting strange today.

[The cleaning incident from earlier was on his mind. Though, to be fair, Atsushi had a very obvious pull - or was yearning the right word here? - in getting to know Dazai in spite of Dazai's slippery ways.

While Bedivere shared his thoughts, Dazai gestured for the guy to sit at the low table while he made made tea and brought out a sake bottle. Grail War or no, nothing short of being out on the field or ending up in prison would keep him from his usual night cap.]

That he is. Fukuzawa-sachou's a level-headed and reliable man, and I don't say that lightly. In the unlikely but not improbable event that we get separated, look for him or Atsushi-kun.

[After the Grail War was settled, that last part might become something of an inside joke.]

[1stknight]

[Oh, these low tables were interesting. It was not the kind of table Bedivere had grown up using, but in his travels he had seen them from time to time. Sitting seiza-style was very difficult, though, so he opted to sit cross-legged.

Though Dazai's proposition was a problem for several reasons. Bedivere realized that he had much to explain still, so while Dazai worked on making the drinks he started to talk again.]

I will keep that in mind, though it may not be too helpful. I can't actually go that far away from you. We're bound together, you and I. Where you go, I go.

Some servants can travel further on their own- Archers, for example, are known for this- but I am not one of those who can. So you are, unfortunately, stuck with me.

[neverwashere]

[News to him!

He looked at Bedivere in consideration from where he was pouring hot water from an electric kettle to the teapot.]

That is awfully convenient, unless our opponent has some type of vehicle. ['Rider' was one of the classes mentioned, after all. After asking for an estimated maximum distance that they can be apart in case of battle, his next question was:] Would you know if there's another Servant nearby? Or if four more have already been summoned, for that matter.

[1stknight]

Some do have vehicles, but hopefully the Rider in this grail war doesn't. Machines are harder to stop than living creatures.

[Ishtar and her moped, for example. Bedivere preferred live horses for his own use. He was still unfamiliar with technology, as the way he watched the electric kettle heat up water may have given away. But he could at least answer Dazai's question before letting curiosity get the better of him.]

I can sense them if they're not hiding, yes. Remember when I went into spirit form? That is how Servants can avoid detection.

But Master, how did you hear up the water without putting the kettle over fire?

[neverwashere]

-- machines? [He rubbed his chin.] You mean like a tank?

[That was way too unsubtle.

So was a chariot, actually, but there was a chance that might be mistaken as a spectacle instead of something that needed the military's attention.

That extra bit of usefulness about Bedivere staying in spirit form, he filed for later. See, that new question was innocent to a tooth-rotting degree, and Dazai wondered how much of Bedivere's overall appearance influenced that impression.]

With electricity. [Speaking of which - don't think he forgot that talk over dinner earlier. Dazai pointed at the base of the kettle.] It heats a metal coil hidden in here, which, in turn, boils the water in the compartment above it.

I'd normally use a stove, but this is much faster.

[1stknight]

Or a...motorcycle? The one with two wheels in a row.

[There was no end to what a Rider could ride. Bedivere was still hoping it was a more traditional Rider, that would be easier to deal with.

While Dazai explained the kettle, Bedivere watched closely. Luckily he didn't completely lack the context to understand what Dazai was saying, so he was able to grasp the way it worked. At the end of it, he nodded once to show his understanding.]

It must be easier, too, than managing the level of fire in a stove. But it sounds so fantastical, like it must be one of Da Vinci's inventions.

[Her 'car' came to mind when he said that.]

[neverwashere]

Those, too, though I'm hard-pressed to remember any legendary figures who own motorcycles.

[That was the main reason he suggested tanks: war heroes were aplenty in a world that just got through a war ten years ago. Just ask Fukuchi.

Now that the tea was done, it took him two trips to first bring the teapot and cups to the table, followed by the sake.]

You're not wrong: there are thermometers and whatnot built-in.

How do you know of Leonardo Da Vinci, anyway? [There was only one famous inventor with that name.] Didn't he live a few centuries after your time? Or do well-known historical figures have this afterlife mingling room if they have the potential to become Servants?

[1stknight]

[Someday Dazai would learn of a certain motorcycle man. But today was not that day, not when discussions of the greatest mechanical mind ever were to happen.]

Actually, I have met Da Vinci before, in my travels. I, ah, I lived much longer than a human would live. It was one of the side effects of being near Excalibur for so long, I stopped aging entirely.

Da Vinci was an interesting person. Such a brilliant mind and a knack for inventions, though a little...odd. And much shorter than you would expect.

But I met Da Vinci in life. After death, heroic spirits go to a place called 'the Throne of Heroes'. You can think of it as a library of sorts, where heroic spirits wait to be summoned. Da Vinci is also in the Throne of Heroes by now, I think.

[neverwashere]

'Odd' is the right territory for discovery, I would think.

[...yep, he really had to brush up on Arthurian legends talk of magic swords would continue to be a thing.

(In life, Bedivere said, and something in Dazai's chest twinged. That wasn't about not having Excalibur, but at the thought of living for too long as a solitary being. Did the perks of meeting history's up-and-coming hall of fame even make up for it?)]

The Throne sounds like Valhalla: a good party spot until one wonders how any previous grudges are actually settled there.

[He passed Bedivere a cup of freshly brewed tea before pouring a cup of sake for himself - did his guest want to try? There was a second cup available.]

What class would Da Vinci be if he ever was summoned?

[1stknight]

Caster, actually. Caster is a class for those who can imagine great things into reality, so you see a lot of artists and authors there. Though someone like Da Vinci might classify as a Rider too. Wasn't she known for trying to invent flying machines?

['She'.

Bedivere took the cup of tea with a quiet thanks. He didn't go for the alcohol yet, instead preferring the warm, mellow drink that late at night. Not that he needed to sleep or anything, but old preferences still leaked into his behaviors as a heroic spirit, and he was never one for getting drunk and rowdy. The most vanilla of the knights, this one.]

Valhalla...I suppose that's a fair comparison. Though there was a lot less 'fighting' and a lot more 'waiting'. I think a lot of heroic spirits used being summoned for Grail Wars and such to sort out their disagreements.

[neverwashere]

Amongst other things. [The guy also had wanted to contribute to the war effort, so.] 'She?'

[This arrangement was fine - that simply meant Dazai had more alcohol to go with the company - and he took a sip, exhaling. Yeah. He needed that after one of the odder afternoons he's ever had.]

Must be therapeutic, unless their actual aim is to not kill each other. I assume it's worse if, say, two lovers had to cross swords or re-enact some sort of tragic legend.

[1stknight]

[Bedivere nodded in response to that 'she'. Yes, the Da Vinci he knew was a woman. That seemed self-explanatory enough.

Hearing Dazai's suggestion of two lovers, though. That made Bedivere's look turn sad, and he glanced down at his cup to look away from Dazai.]

Sometimes that can be the outcome, yes.

[Or you can be forced to kill your sworn friends and allies, and even fight your king to the death. Yeah, that pain still lingered, even if Camelot was far away by now.]

But given how many heroic spirits there are, it's not likely to happen.

[neverwashere]

Saber. [No, it really wasn't self-explanatory.] Leonardo Da Vinci is historically known as a man with possible homosexual inclinations. You're not one to joke about something like this, so! Is this a case of her hiding her sex while she was alive [all the portraits showed Da Vinci having a beard though?] or her having her gender wrongfully interpreted?

[If it was the latter, Dazai probably wasn't too cynical in blaming the same crowd who praised Achilles and Patroclus for their 'very close friendship.'

Yeah.

Seeing Bedivere look sad, on the other hand, was a sharp reminder for Dazai to not think about the Throne in purely hypothetical terms. He nudged the teapot in Bedivere's direction and held his tongue before he could point out that the likelihood of Bedivere facing his King in a Grail War wasn't that big... right?]

Glad to hear that.

...say, what do you know about traditional mages? [An abrupt shift of topic, but this one might not be as awkward.] I don't think I've come across one. That's saying something, given how Yokohama seems to attract all types of ability users.

[1stknight]

[The surprise of Dazai's statement there was enough to pull Bedivere out of his moment of sad thoughts about the Round Table. Leonardo Da Vinci, a man? Bedivere wasn't from a time where he had gone to Chaldea, so he didn't know Da Vinci's tale of using magecraft to make a body she saw as ideal. All he had was what he had seen.]

I...Do not know. She never said "are you surprised to see me as a woman" or anything like that. I thought she was always a woman.

And as for mages, well, I knew Merlin?

[Which was honestly a pretty important figure to magecraft, given his penchant for showing up all the damn time and being his garbage self. Dazai and Merlin might have been two peas in a pod, honestly.

But with the teapot being nudged in his direction, Bedivere took a moment to pour himself some more tea. Thanks Dazai.]

[neverwashere]

Alright, that's fair.

[Sorry Bedi. He knew you tried, and it was really only from a modern-day perspective that he could see all these nice opportunities to learn more.

Sighing, Dazai downed his sake cup and refilled it. Right. Yes. Please crush these stereotypes with an eyewitness account, because no cows were too sacred to be slaughtered.]

What's he like? He's an old wrinkly druid in most Western depictions until pop culture became a thing.