Tokiomi was not having a good day. He was about to join the church in order for promoting unity between them as to gain ease of access to their resources to support his battle in the holy grail war. But at the last minute due to some miscommunications on their part, the deal fell apart.
"They think supporting zouken would be a much better endeavor. I will surely make them regret this decision" Seething in hate was this handsomely middle-aged man sipping his cup of aged wine. Wearing a red coat with a polo shirt underneath with fashionable black pants was this man plotting on what he is supposed to do now. He lost on a massive amount of support due to this mishap. But then decided to forgo this incident and make mends on his heart. But surely it would take time for such wounds to heal.
It was time. Standing up Tokiomi prepared his catalyst for summoning ritual. The time was nigh. It was better to start early as it would allow him to understand his servant better. Unlike Einzburn who only cared for results tokiomi at least made an effort to communicate with his servants. No matter what in his mind there still was a bit of decency towards the individual he would use.
Acting high strung like the matou without a care for their children or even servants was not like him. It was a class befitting of his own and somewhere in his mind a small belief that the servant would work hard if emotion is linked towards their master. As such without pondering anymore he made his way towards the designation place of summoning.
It was underground a dark room sporting no souls in its wake. Showing the world of its pedigree the place laid dim. Practicality was of utmost importance for this place. Magic seethed from the equipment lay on a corner.
A summoning circle was written beforehand in the center of the room. With no aid, he had to make do with what he had. But the end results in his eyes was not half bad.
"What will this give me, now?" tokiomi was watching the great relic present before his eyes. It was an arrow excavated from somewhere around Romania. Though Tokiomi would prefer a relic where the history was known. This specific relic had no history what so ever. No events of the past could relate to this relic. But the amount of mystery exuded from this arrow was enormous. It felt as if the arrow was dated even before the age of the gods. Surprisingly there remained no scratches or abrasions on this old piece forgotten in time. Like a flowing ocean, magic seemed to burst out from it. This was the deciding factor of scraping any other potential relics for this one.
"Its time to begin"
"Silver and iron to the origin. Gem and the archduke of contracts to the cornerstone.
The ancestor is my great master Schweinorg.
The alighted wind becomes a wall. The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulate.
Shut (fill).
Shut (fill).
Shut (fill).
Shut (fill).
Shut (fill).
Repeat every five times.
Simply, shatter once filled.
――――I announce.
Your self is under me, my fate(doom) is in your sword.
In accordance with the approach of the Holy Grail, if you abide by this feeling, this reason, then answer.
Here is my oath. I am the one who becomes all the good of the world of the dead, I am the one who lays out all the evil of the world of the dead.
You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance ―――!"
A bright light flashed before his blinding as well as notifying of the success of the summoning.
A girl wearing a bright yellow visor with powerful armaments with a bow behind her back appeared from the summoning.
"Servant Archer, Priestess of the God Of Death, Neia Baraja at your service."
With such words, the girl bowed regally before is soon to be contractor. A smile erupted on tokiomi's face.
"Finally my gamble was not in vain"
Character Sheet:
True Name: Neia Baraja
Class: Archer
Type: Servant
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Strength: B
Agility: A-
Endurance: B+
Charisma: B+++
Mana: B+
Luck: A
N.P. : Ex
Titles: Mad-Eyed Archer, Unofficial member of the seven colors, Undead Squire, Fanatic, Priestess of Death, Murderer Girl, Faceless Preacher, Hero of Kalinsha.
Personal Skills: "Criminal Eyes" Neia's evil eyes were widely known to strike fear to both allies and enemies."Way Of Words" Her words resonates with the people's mind boosting their morale and provides courage to get through the harshest of times. "High Priestess" With the title and position she also gained certain abilities pushing her closer to the god she worships. "Call of the One True Being", Unlike other humans she had the majesty to personally converse with an apparition close to Ainz allowing her an understanding of her circumstances, restrictive information, and slowing down time to the point until her body could handle.
Noble Phantasm:
Army Of One: Anti-World Noble Phantasm
In her time she was but a naive girl with innocent dreams. But the destruction wrought by demihumans and the kindness showed by Ainz changed everything. She marched in his name, carved enemies' faces for his kingdom just to stand beside her God. In the end, she succeeded and received an eternal army at her command as a gift from the Supreme One.
Bather of Blood: Anti-Populace Noble Phantasm
Her battle for such beliefs had not ended that easily. Retaliation started from the rest of her nation breaking it apart into two. Remedios with her army charged towards the innocents slaughtering all in lieu of her beliefs deeming demi-humans, elves as monsters, and cutting them into pieces. One of her adventures with her friends led her to see the true face of the kingdom. In her despair, she used one of her three wishes from Ainz to eradicate the city's populace from the face of the world.
Buser's Armor: Barrier Noble Phantasm
In her fight to protect her kingdom, the little girl marched towards her death. She, for the first time, felt fear for her life but even so never looked back and stood forth in the fortification of her kingdom. This however earned Ainz respect and adoration. Seeing the girl shoulder this huge burden, Ainz against his better judgment provided her with treasures whose worth was estimated to be far beyond the time surpassing their own kingdoms national treasure in value. The armor can negate any attack that could kill her in one hit. Making its defensive measure comparable to Arthur's Avalon.
Miracle Of The Stars: Anti-Existence Noble Phantasm
The girl became a woman fighting to protect what she adored the most. In her final battle against Remedios, she never cowered, the girl never gave. Even against all odds, forces fifty times greater than her own, backstabbed and betrayed, the girl stood stalwart. People believed this to be her end. but then, a miracle stood forth. The bow shooting star super changed and filled itself with incandescence light filling her with hope as well as urging her forward. The last arrow she fired at the sky answered her plea taking all those who stood against her in its destructive light.