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章 40: 40. The Rogue Servant

-Godrick-

Seeing the young girl scream and shout at the top of her lungs, Godrick decided to ignore her, and let her deal with her servant.

Alaya had advised him to stick with the Archer, as she said that he has had experience in hunting down rogue servants, and other types of threats to the Grail, Throne of Heros, and Humanity itself.

Thus, Godrick would stay with the Archer for the moment being. That being the case, he would have to stay with this… child as well.

Godrick looked around him, taking in the many book cases and magical artifacts around the room. His little squabble with the Archer had damaged much of the right side of the room, so he walked over to the left where there was still furniture.

"Why are you ignoring me!?" Rin shouted, moving to stand in front of Godrick with her arms outstretched.

'This one's got spunk.' Godrick thought to himself before he stepped around her, and looked out one of the windows.

it was dark out, which meant that it was prime time for hunting. However, with it being the first night of the Holy Grail War, he assumed that everyone would be familiarizing themselves with their servants, and would stay hidden.

He turned his attention back to the girl, who was now berating the Archer for answers, to which he simply told her he didn't know.

Walking back into the room, Godrick sat in one of the chairs before it promptly broke under his weight, making him fall over to the ground.

Rin stopped arguing with the Archer to look at Godrick, who sat up before getting to his feet.

He sheepishly held up a hand in apology before walking to one of the other walls and leaning against it, relaxing.

"I can't even deal with this right now." Rin said, almost red from anger. "Oh, I know." She said, looking between the two servants.

"This is all just a dream. A really bad dream right now." She said walking to the stairs before turning around to face them one more time.

"If this is a dream, then everything will turn back to normal in the morning. But if not, this room better be clean when I wake up." She said with a huff, blowing a loose strand of hair out of her face before walking up the rest of the stairs.

"Well, that went over splendidly, thank you." Archer said, turning to Godrick with a hint of hostility.

"Who are you, and why are you here?" Archer asked.

"I'm the Juggernaut." Godrick signed, expecting Archer to not understand.

He was proved correct as Archer understood finally.

"You're mute." He said, to which Godrick gave him a slow clap of derision.

Archer rubbed the back of his head as he looked at Godrick before speaking.

"Alright, well, let's start like this. I'll ask you yes and no questions for right now, just so I can understand what you are here for."

Godrick shrugged, understanding he didn't have much of a choice other than to play twenty questions.

"Are you hostile to my master, or me?" Archer asked.

Godrick shrugged again for an answer, as he would be hostile if they got in his way.

"Well, that didn't help. Maybe I need to be more specific." Archer said.

"Is your goal the Holy Grail?"

Godrick shook his head.

"Are you here to supervise the Holy Grail War?" Archer asked, to which Godrick shook his head again.

After a while, and many questions asked, Archer finally understood or mostly understood why Godrick was here.

"So you're here to hunt down a rogue servant, and you won't interfere with the Grail War other than that." Archer said.

Godrick was now sitting in the rubble of the mess they had made, his head in his hands as he played this stupid guessing game with Archer.

He just nodded and shook his hand at the servant, denoting that he had had enough.

"Alright, I've had enough for now as well. Let's get to cleaning this place up, or she's going to kill us in the morning." Archer said, grabbing a dustpan and broom. Godrick shot up from where he was seated, happy to be doing anything other than the guessing game.

-Next Morning-

Rin came down to the main room, having awoken from her sleep. She was completely exhausted, her hair was a mess, and she had bags under her eyes.

"Oh…" She said, as she saw the living room. It was now spotless, though it was missing the destroyed bookcases and furniture.

At the main table, two figures were seated, drinking from fine china cups. One was Archer, while the other was who she assumed was the massive knight, however he wasn't in his armor.

He had long golden hair that fell to his upper back. He had sharp features, looking as if he had been sculpted from stone by the Gods themselves.

He was dressed in a linen shirt that showed a good portion of his upper chest, and had sleeves which came down to his forearms. He also wore jeans, as well as leather boots.

As his icy blue eyes met hers, as a faint blush came to her face, and her chest tightened.

As she walked closer, Archer poured her a cup of whatever they were drinking as she sat down, eyes still flickering to the enormous man seated at the head of the table.

"I assume this is that knight from last night?" She asked Archer.

"He is." Archer answered shortly.

"Mind filling me in on what's happening?" She asked.

"I will, once we finalize our contract." He said.

Rin's eyes widened as she brought her hands to her head, gently pulling at her hair.

"I totally forgot about that, I'm so sorry!" She said in a panic.

"My name is Rin Tohsaka, it's nice to meet you." She said, now expecting him to reciprocate.

"Thank you master. However, I regret to I form you, that my memories are a bit jumbled at the moment, so I don't exactly know who I am at the moment." Archer answered.

Rin's eye twitched as she looked between the two servants at the table.

"You've got to be kidding me. Is this all a joke?" She asked sharply.

"No master, I'll regain them in a day or two. Your summoning was a bit… imperfect, and thus, I can't remember much right now." He replied.

Rin's nails dug into the table as she listened to her servant. She took a sudden and sharp intake of breath, before letting it out slowly.

"We will discuss that later. I'd like to know who this is." She said, pointing to Godrick.

"Yes, about him…" Archer said, turning his attention back to Godrick.

"I don't know who he is, or what his class is because he is mute. However, I do know that he is not a threat to us if we do not interfere with his purpose in this Grail War." He said.

"And what purpose is that?" Rin asked sharply.

"He is acting as an agent for the Throne of Heroes at the moment." He said as a look of uncomfortable disgust made its way onto his face. It didn't go unnoticed by Rin or by Godrick, as they both looked back at him.

"What?" He asked.

"You don't look very happy." Rin said.

Archer frowned as he thought for a moment.

"I'm not sure… but I just feel uncomfortable about the Throne of Heroes for some reason. Pay it no mind." He said, bringing their attention back to Godrick.

"He is here to hunt down a rogue servant who wasn't supposed to be here, and as long as we stay out of his way, he will cooperate with us." Archer said.

"You pose no threat to us?" Rin questioned, looking towards Godrick.

He just rolled his eyes and shook his head, unwilling to play the guessing game again.

"I'm not a threat, just stay out of my way." He signed to her.

"Oh, you know sign language?" She asked to which he nodded.

"I almost took the class, but I was busy studying with my father. Too bad." She said, turning back to Archer.

"Now, before everything gets started, I would like to show you around. It will be good for you to know the area you will be fighting in." Rin said. And with that, the morning passed, and the trio set out to scout the area.

As they left, Archer dematerialized, but Godrick stayed in his physical form, used to traveling with Jeanne out in the open.

"What are you doing?" Rin asked him. "Aren't you going to travel in your spirit form?"

Godrick shook his head, and walked out the door as Rin followed him confused.

As they walked through the city, Godrick learned that he was in a location named Fuyuki Japan. It was a city in a land far across the sea from his homeland, and he never thought that he would see it.

He got many strange looks as he walked the city, mainly due to his blackened left arm, though only his forearm down was showing.

He was a giant amongst the people of this city. In reality, he was a giant amongst the people of the world, but even more so among the people of this nation.

Rin spoke of the history of the nation, and city they were in, telling the two servants of each Holy Grail War that had happened. Soon they came to one site in particular, where Rin stopped and told of the climax of the last Holy Grail War.

Soon, the day turned to night, and the trio ended up on top of a building overlooking the city.

"Beautiful is it not?" Rin said, looking out across the city.

"Indeed master. But why didn't you just bring us here in the beginning?" Archer asked.

"Now where's the fun in that?" She replied.

Archer just sighed as he looked out across the city, and took in the multitude of lights and other aspects of the city.

"Well master, I've had a question lingering on my mind. What is your wish?" Archer asked.

Rin stopped for a moment, looking out across the city as well before looking back to her servant. She was about to answer before the building shook, and Godrick was nowhere to be seen.

"What just happened?" She asked.

Flying through the air, Godrick then landed in one of the streets, shattering the road. He looked around him and saw a park nearby where he had felt a servant appear. Walking into the park, he materialized his armor, and looked around him for his target.

A lone man sat on one of the benches, throwing bread at some birds before sitting back and looking up into the night sky.

Godrick could feel that this was his target, and prepared to strike, but the man turned to look at him, then motioned for Godrick to join him on the bench.

"Come, come. Sit and talk before we fight." The man said in a strange accent he had only heard a number of times in his "first" life.

Godrick narrowed his eyes, but something told him to listen to what the man had to say.

He walked over to the bench, and looked down at the man. He was a big man, shorter than Godrick, but just as built. He had long graying hair that was braided down his back, and a bushy beard that came down to his chest.

"Sit my friend." The man said, gesturing to the bench.

Still feeling cautious, Godrick chose to sit in the bench opposite to the one the man sat at.

"You need not be so wary my friend, I do not wish to fight just yet." The man said, looking at Godrick.

The Juggernaut decided to take the man at his word, and dematerialized his armor. Something told him that this servant was an honorable warrior, and would not go so low as to make a surprise attack.

"Good, this is very good." The man said, smiling.

Godrick finally was able to place the accent of the man, as he had heard one such man talk with his mother once. His mother had had a Norse warrior in her war band at one point. The man had been shipwrecked, and had washed ashore one day. He stayed in a town for a time, before he was recruited by Artoria after a skirmish with some Welsh cattle raiders that attacked as she was passing by. The man, whose name turned out to be Harald Ragnarson, had joined the fight, and killed a dozen men with nothing but his wood ax.

Artoria was so impressed by the man, that she had brought him into her own war band, and eventually offered him a place as a knight of the round table, to which he refused.

"I am old." He had said, "Old and tired. I'll leave the warring to you young folk." Godrick remembered sitting in a thatched hut as a young man, listening to the man tell stories of his homeland.

"It's covered in ice," He had told the young Godrick. "Ice, and blood." Harald had told him of the warring clans of the northern lands, and the harsh conditions of the man's homeland.

'He was a good man.' Godrick thought to himself, thinking of the day that he had learned of Harold's passing.

Shaking his head of memories long past, Godrick turned back to the man sitting across from him.

"My name is Ivar Thorson, son of Thor Ranaldson. And you?" The norsemen asked.

Godrick simply shook his head, and raised his head to show the scar over his throat.

"Ah. A mute. No doubt taken in battle, yes?" Ivar asked.

Godrick nodded his head in affirmation, to which the Norseman slapped his knee in excitement and leaned forward.

"Oh no doubt you killed the bastard you gave it to you, No?" He asked.

Godrick nodded his head again, causing a broad smile to come to the Norsemans face as he sat back once more.

"You see this one right here?" He asked, flexing his right bicep.

"I took this in the battle where the army I was a part of landed. Spear straight to the arm. I buried my ax in the man's head, then killed fifteen more of his friends to pay it back." Ivar said, relaxing into the bench once more.

"You died well, yes?" He asked the massive knight.

Godrick nodded once more, and Ivar nodded as well in contentment.

"I died very well." He said.

"My army was retreating from a battle we had lost. We crossed a narrow bridge just as our enemies caught up to us. My shield brothers and I made a skjaldborg along the bridge, knowing we would all die, but hoping that we could buy our army more time to retreat. The Saxons broke us, and soon enough I found myself alone on the bridge, fighting an entire army by myself." He said, reveling in the glory of that moment.

"The army met me on that bridge, and I killed until my ax was slick with blood, and it's edge was dull." He suddenly leaned forward and clenched his fist in excitement.

"No Saxon dared face my axe that day, but their leader urged them onward. So I killed and killed until my ax broke. Luckily I found one of my brother's weapons, and I killed more!" He said, his eyes ablaze with ferocious delight of the slaughter he had made that day.

"The Saxons had to float under the bridge and stick their spears through the gaps in it to finally kill me." He said, nodding, thinking about that day.

"A very good death."

"I dreamt of Valhalla that day. But when I finally arrived at the corpse hall, all that I found were books, books, and more books!" He said looking at Godrick in exasperation.

"Where was the mead, the women, the endless battles, the endless feasts with my enemies and friends? I guess I do get to fight again, but as someone else's dog. That is not the life I died with an ax in my hand for." He said, now looking down to the pavement in regret.

"I wish to fight a warrior who will send me to Valhalla." Ivar said, looking back at Godrick. "Are you that warrior?"

"Well. It doesn't matter now. Let us fight." Ivar said, standing up. His clothes disappeared, now standing bare chested with War paint smeared across his chest, arms, and face. He wore bear skin around his shoulders and waist, and had a bear head draped over his skull. A massive war ax materialized in his right hand, as he stomped the ground in front of him.

"I do not know your name, brave warrior. But when you reach the corpse hall, save a seat next to you for me, and we will drink as brothers! Tell them that Ivar Thorson the berserker sent you!"


章 41: 41. Skjaldborg

-Godrick-

With his war cry shouted, Ivar charged Godrick, who met him with his own change.

The two men crashed together, as Godrick threw his left shoulder into the man who met with the same. Ivar was thrown back from the clash, as Godrick kept going, grappling the berserker and throwing him into a nearby tree.

Ivar shattered the tree as he flew through the air, however, he was able to right and catch himself before he landed on the ground.

Godrick approached, wanting to see what this servant had up his sleeves.

Ivar jumped into the air, and brought his ax down on Godrick, who caught the ax with one hand, before meeting the servants descending weight with the other, throwing the man away from him.

Ivar landed a little ways away from him before getting up and picking his ax back up.

"Damn, you hit like Jötunn." Ivar said as he stood back up with a grin.

Godrick motioned him to continue, wanting to see what this servant could do before his death.

Ivar charged once more and brought his ax down on Godricks head, but the Juggernaut didn't move from his course, letting the ax leave a line down his helmet before Ivar swung his ax at Godricks stomach. Godrick caught the blow with his left hand, stopping it dead as he took a mental note.

'About an A in strength.'

Godrick ripped the ax from the man's hands before sending a fist into his stomach making Ivar double over. As he did, Godrick brought his right knee up into the man's face, sending him into the ground behind him.

Ivar spat blood as he looked up at his enemy, his eyes reflecting the night light from the city.

"You will be the one who will send me to Valhalla. But it will not be this night." Ivar said, holding his right hand in front of him, summoning his ax to him. The ax flew through the air, just like Godricks halberd would.

The ax crashed into Godricks legs, taking his feet out from under him. As he sat up, Ivar leapt on top of him, smashing down with his ax.

Godrick had a split moment to shift his head to the left and tried to catch the ax, but he wasn't fast enough as it buried itself Into his right shoulder.

Ivar ripped the ax out of Godricks shoulder before raising it above his head for another blow, but Godrick struck out with his left hand, striking Ivars right shin, sending the man to a knee.

Ivars swing went wide as he fell, and his ax buried itself in the dirt above Godricks head before Godrick reached up and grabbed the man by the straps on his chest. He brought him down into a vicious headbutt that dazed the man, allowing Godrick to land another punch to the Berserker's face.

Ivar recovered in an instant, ripping his ax out of the ground before bringing it down on Godrick with all his strength.

Godrick reached up and caught the ax by its haft, stopping its descent. Ivar put all his weight and strength into the ax, trying to cut Godrick with it.

Godrick lowered the ax little by little, making Ivar smile viciously, thinking he was overpowering Godrick, only for the Juggernaut to give a great thrust upwards, throwing the man away from him.

Godrick got to his feet, as Ivar did the same.

Ivar was breathing hard, his chest heaving up and down before he gave a great smile and held his arms out to either side of him.

"Come!" He said.

A great lightning bolt came from the sky, striking the ground next to Ivar, revealing a huge bear standing on all fours.

Ivar looked at the beast before kneeling next to it, bringing its big furry head to his lips as he kissed the beast's forehead affectionately.

"I would normally call this beast to fight by my side in battle." He said with a hint of sadness in his voice before looking at Godrick. A tear ran down his cheek as he continued speaking.

"But he will serve another purpose tonight." He said standing up, and gripping his ax in both hands.

"THOR!" He cried to the heavens.

FOR YOU!" He shouted as he brought the ax up, then down on the bear's neck.

The beast fell to the ground, followed by Ivar kneeling next to it, and whispering sweet words to it as it died.

A moment later, Ivar stood back up and raised his ax to the sky, howling like a beast, calling on Thor once more to recognize his sacrifice.

The heavens answered, as blue lightning shot down from the sky, striking Ivars ax, covering it with lightning. The lightning quickly spread to cover Ivars whole body, leaving him a howling mad Berserker from legends.

He spoke no words as he howled, having long himself to his madness, ripping the fur bear head from his head, and leaping towards Godrick, who met the ax with his own fist.

Surprisingly, Godrick was thrown back from the clash, while Ivar now charged like a beast on all fours, following Godrick as he smashed into a nearby tree.

Ivar swung with the ax, meeting Godricks left arm before hacking at the knight with all his might.

Godrick was now on the back foot, blocking every swing with his left arm as he summoned his halberd in his right, switching to defend with the weapon instead.

The two weapons clashed together, creating a devastating shockwave that blew the two apart.

Ivar was still howling, his voice overlayed with the roar of his bear as he lunged forward with his ax, sending lightning to crash into Godrick, throwing him into a nearby building.

Godrick would have preferred to keep collateral damage to a minimum, but the berserker seemed to have different thoughts, as he leapt from the park they had been fighting in, into the building Godrick was now in.

Godrick got up from the floor, stopping Ivars charge dead where he stood as the two began to grapple for dominance over each other.

Their weapons were locked at the haft as they pushed against one another, their feet each breaking the ground around them as they fought.

Godrick gave a great burst of strength, before knocking Ivars ax skyward with the butt end of his halberd before viciously bringing it down on the man's head.

Ivar was able to move his head from being split, only for the halberd to bury itself in his right shoulder. He gave a great shout of pain before blasting Godrick in the chest with lightning that he shot from his hands, throwing the Juggernaut through one of the concrete support beams.

The halberd was knocked from Godricks hand as he landed, lightning still coursing from Ivars hands, arcing across Godricks being, leaving molten lines across his armor.

Godrick held out his left hand, catching the lightning and absorbing its power as Ivar continued to shoot it at him.

Godrick got to his feet, left hand still held in front of him as he slowly walked towards Ivar. One foot in front of the other, he made his way closer to the rogue servant before suddenly, he was on him, driving his right fist I to the man's face before bringing his left knee up into the man's chest, making him stagger back into another support beam.

The building began to shutter, as the rest of the support beams started to crumble before the pair's eyes. Reacting quickly, Godrick ducked under Ivars wild left haymaker before grappling him, wrapping his arms around his waist, while his head rested next to his lower chest.

Leaping with a great amount of force, Godrick smashed him into the ceiling, taking them through the rest of the building before exiting through the roof. Shifting positions mid air, Ivars back now faced the ground as they began to fall back to earth, reentering the building and slamming into the ground, letting the building collapse atop them as they hit the ground.

A burst of lightning threw Godrick into the air once more, making him crash among the rubble as Ivar stood up from the crater they had made.

Ivar said no words, only continuing to howl as he charged Godrick, who was standing up as he did.

The Juggernaut was tired of hearing the endless screaming, so he stomped on one of the huge steel I beams, causing the other end to shoot up into the air for a moment. Godrick kicked his end of the beam, sending it straight into Ivars face with a sickening crunch that finally shut the servant up, as his mouth was full of blood and teeth.

Ivar fell to the ground as the beam fell atop him. He turned his head and spat a mix of blood and broken teeth before shoving the I beam off of him, standing to his feet again.

Madness still twisted his features into a visage of a berserker, while Godrick on the other hand, was still mostly calm.

With no warning, the two servants met hand against hand again, their collision sending out a shockwave that blew the debris around them outward.

Slowly but surely, Godrick overpowered Ivar, who grit his remaining teeth and gave everything to push Godrick back, but it was to no avail as the Juggernaut threw their arms wide before delivering a vicious headbutt that dazed Ivar for a moment, allowing Godrick to materialize his halberd, and smash it into the Berserker's chest, sending him back into the park.

After a moment, Godrick walked back into the park as well, though this time with the intention to finally kill the servant.

He found Ivar kneeling in the crater he had created, whispering something as lightning coursed over his body.

Godrick felt the familiar energy of a Noble Phantasm being unleashed, and prepared himself accordingly.

"VALHALLA" Ivar shouted as he lifted his head to the heavens.

As soon as the word left his mouth, an enormous stone gate formed behind him, then opened its two massive doors revealing a sheet of mist that poured from it.

The mist was cold as it surrounded the whole of the park, and enveloped Godrick with its icy touch.

Shadows started to appear from the mist like wraiths, stalking their prey. Hundreds of figures appeared from the gate, revealing themselves to not be wraiths, but warriors wearing mail and other forms of armor. They held a variety of weapons, ranging from swords to spears to axes. Most of them held shields in their left hands, and Ivars next words made it clear what was to happen.

"Skjaldborg!"

The shields clattered together as the viking warriors placed the right side of their shields on their neighbors left, creating a shield wall that would stand against Godrick. Then their small seax's poked through the holes at the bottom of their shields to stab against any attack from below.

The second rank of the shield wall consisted of warriors who held shields above the front ranks heads, and they held swords through gaps in the front ranks as an added deterrent.

The third rank consisted of men that had shields on their backs, ready to take the place of the man in front of him should he fall. They held long spears that protruded out of the shields, ready to stop any advancing force.

Undeterred, Godrick charged forward full force, crashing into the wall with all his might. The spears shatter against his armor, the swords bent, and the seax's broke as he met the wall, only to be thrown back when he met the shield wall.

He hit the ground only to roll backwards, recovering from the knock back.

'Interesting.' He thought as he looked along the line of men, seeing what looked to be a blue magical wall of runes faded from existence.

Summoning his halberd, he held it head down like a spear. He then started to channel his energy into it, as amethyst lightning started to arc over the weapon.

He planted his feet, drew his right arm back, and with a mighty heave, threw the weapon at the shield wall.

Before the halberd met the wall however, it stopped dead in its tracks. It was still trying to move forward, but the wall of blue runic symbols appeared just before the skjaldborg, stopping it.

This rune wall was strong, but as Godricks left shoulder met it as well, it shattered. The halberd and Godrick himself, broke through the skjaldborg, driving through the first and second ranks before being stopped at the third.

His halberd detonated, causing an enormous explosion to occur where it landed.

Godrick felt a seax bury itself between his ribs, which surprised him greatly. A moment later he fell to one knee as he was hamstrung, allowing another viking to strike him in the face with his warhammer, dazing the Juggernaut for a moment.

Multiple other vikings hacked at Godrick, ripping through his armor as if it were paper, leaving him bloody and battered before he could respond.

Recalling his halberd, it killed multiple vikings as it made its way back to Godrick. The moment it was in his hand, he swung it about himself, killing everything around him as it touched each warrior.

Forcing himself to his feet, he forced his halberd up into the throat of a viking, before ripping it out and whirling it around again, causing death as he went.

Each individual viking was incredibly strong, which accounted for the wounds Godrick had gotten in the moment he had been dazed, but now, he was paying them back a hundredfold as he killed indiscriminately.

The vikings seemed to disappear the moment they took any damage, so Godrick whirled his halberd around, and struck out with his fist as well.

Suddenly, Godrick found himself with no more enemies to fight. He looked around him, and only saw the enormous stone gate of Valhalla, which soon disappeared. Ivar was gone, having left when the skjaldborg was broken, letting Godrick fight the spirits of his shield brothers.

He looked down, seeing the seax that had first stabbed him still protruding from his ribs.

With an uncaring gesture, Godrick simply reached up and pulled the blade from himself before dropping it on the ground.

His target had fled, and he was no closer to finishing his mission then he had been before. His target had slipped through his fingers, and he vowed an oath that he would not escape again, as he dematerialized, and made his way back to the Tohsaka estate.


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