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บท 1266: Interlude: Ripples and Waves

At this point, more than fourteen months had passed for the Designer Babies that Vahn had invited to live within his castle.

Compared to their past selves, who were full of fears and inhibitions, they now lived free and happy lives without fearing whether or not they would survive to experienced another day of torture. They didn't even have to be afraid that they would lose their lives due to the biological limitations that all but guaranteed they would die before their eighteenth birthday.

Though the fear of death still lingered in the back of their minds, as none of them had yet to reach the supposed limit of their lifespan just yet, they all trusted Vahn's words when he told them it was no longer an issue. They all had a modified version of the [Ouranos Seal] that had been adapted to their bodies and, on their back, each of them had the Familia Crest that identified them as part of their Emperor's extended family and citizenry.

At first, the children had been afraid of having any kinds of seals placed on their body but, after Mash mustered up the courage to be the first, it was only a few months until they each accepted the crest and seal for themselves. It helped that even Mordred, the Imperial Princess, had a version of the seal placed on her body, one which she made no efforts to keep hidden away due to her choice of garb.

With the Familia Crest applied, the children had been able to begin accepting Quests of their own. As artificial humanoids that had been designed to have powerful Magic Circuits, their potential was far beyond that of normal humans. After all, they were originally intended to serve as the vessels for Heroic Spirits, allowing them to wield extreme power with the guarantee they would never be able to live long enough to use it against their creators.

Rather than be treated like sacrificial pawns, the children quickly understood that Vahn intended to make good on his promise. They all took varying amounts of time to trust in him but, after several months of being treated like important citizens of the Empire, even the most headstrong and fretful among them relented. It helped that, so long as their decisions did not endanger themselves and others, they were generally allowed to live however they pleased.

As the only male in the group, Alex ignored the fact that he was one of the youngest and instead tried to act as the 'big brother' of the group. He wanted to be strong enough to protect the others and, though his desire for revenge had been tempered considerably, he still wanted to have enough power to oppose injustice.

Siegfried, Alex's Mentor, lived the life of a 'True Hero', one who dedicated themselves to granting the wishes of those who lacked the means to achieve them through their own efforts. Though he came to understand that this way of life was flawed, it still gave him a stoic temperament and an incredibly patient character that unhesitantly carried the burdens of others.

After living with Siegfried for such a long period of time, Alex began looking toward the stoic Knight as a father figure, not just a Mentor. It made him feel happy to be praised and, even when he made mistakes, Siegfried would always kindly guide him without ridicule or judgment. As a result, Alex had come to respect Siegfried a great deal and, though the road was long, he was determined to follow in his faux-father's footsteps. He wanted to become a True Hero, one which everyone, especially his fellow Designer Babies, could rely on...

The only thing that wore away at Alex's resolve was the fact that his affections, which had now been tempered quite a bit, would likely never be reciprocated. In truth, he had developed a fervent crush on Mash in the past when the latter had refused to harm him during one of the experiments where they had been pitted against each other.

At the time, Alex had thought Mash was foolish but, after he had time to ruminate over what she had done, Alex began to feel ashamed of himself. It was around this time that he began to truly hate his creators and, no matter how much they beat or drugged him, he would never willingly participate in their experiments after the fact.

Even after being saved by Vahn and forced to apprentice under Siegfried, Alex had always felt a little possessive toward his fellow Designer Babies, Mash especially. He actually looked up to her a lot as, while everyone else had lost themselves to the pain and suffering, she always did her best to put on a smile and try to ease their suffering. He wanted to be as strong as her before, one day, becoming someone strong enough to protect all of them...

After arriving at the castle, Alex quickly realized that his goal of saving his fellow Designer Babies had been denied him. They now lived free and happy lives without having to worry about food, comfort, and opportunity. There were literally hundreds of people that treated them well, including those with a much higher status than themselves. If they wanted to, they could even put in the effort to become much stronger than before, seemingly without any limitations whatsoever.

Alex could still remember the first time he watched a battle that was beyond his comprehension. It had been between Siegfried, his Mentor, and Artoria, his esteemed teacher and his Master's beloved Empress. Their battle had changed the landscape of the Training Orb to such an extent that, even if he spent hours exploring the area, he would not be able to grasp the full breadth of the devastation.

What truly shocked Alex, however, was his Mentor's admissions that he wasn't even close to being the strongest within the Empire. This title belonged to the Grand Teacher, Lady Scáthach, a woman so powerful that even the Emperor himself sought her guidance.

When Alex first learned the truth, he had been considerably shaken. Despite putting his all into his training, it was difficult to imagine catching up to his Mentor, much less the truly powerful members of the Imperial Family. Even Mordred and Sakura, who seemed to be around his age, were growing at a much faster rate than him. This, at first, made Alex feel helpless and frustrated but, after careful guidance from Siegfried, he had come to accept that being the strongest was pointless.

Siegfried taught him that he only ever needed to have enough strength to protect the things he cared about so. If there were people stronger than him protecting those same things, it was pure egotism to believe himself worthy of greater strength without having the proper conviction. Since those above him had put in the effort to become strong, it was a selfish and inherently foolish to resent them for it. After all, people like Scáthach had lived for thousands of years while Vahn, their Emperor, was closing in on 160 years old.

To affirm his teachings within Alex's heart and mind, Siegfried followed up his lecture by asking how his young protege would feel if those much younger than him began to believe they deserved more power, despite having put in less effort. This had brought a deep frown to Alex's face but, the longer he thought about it, the more it made sense to him. In truth, he should be grateful for the Emperor for not only protecting them, but providing them with the opportunity to choose their fate. To resent those who helped him, and the people he cared about, was a blatantly selfish thing to do...

After this realization, Alex began to temper his mind as he focused on becoming more disciplined. He began to observe his fellow Designer Babies more closely, seeing how happy each of them were in the lives they had decided for themselves. It didn't take long for him to realize that, even if he put in the effort to become much stronger, there were already people stronger than himself protecting the things he cared about. The strength he sought for himself was purely the result of his desires, not something that was mandated by his situation.

Over the months, Alex began to realize that his past vision of the future may very well have caused the people he wanted to protect even greater suffering. If he had continued to insist on his desire to grow stronger, for entirely selfish reasons, he would have become no better than his former captors. After all, he would be using his strength to force people, including those he cared about, to adhere to his vision of the future. He would have grown increasingly possessive, deciding how other people should live while expecting them to be grateful for the life he had forced upon them...

As could be expected, these kinds of thoughts had weighed heavily on Alex's heart and mind but, with the constant guidance of Siegfried, the silent guidance of Merlin, and the example set by Vahn, he never strayed far. They would always gently guide him back onto the path of light, shaping Alex into a much stronger person than the frail and petulant child he had been in the past. Now, he no longer sought strength to force his vision upon others. Instead, he still the strength to protect, not just the Designer Babies, but everyone that was weaker than himself. He wanted to become a Knight of the Empire and, as a result of his changed convictions, his strength had started to increase at a much faster rate than before.

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While Alex had been undergoing his transformation, so too had the other Designer Babies. Among them, the object of his childish affection, Mash, had been the one to change the fastest. She was the first to accept the Familia Crest and, even when everyone else had been uncertain of their future, she had bravely paved the way forward.

At this point, Mash was already sixteen years old but, rather than fear for her waning life, she felt full of vitality and, with each passing day, had become happier than she thought possible. Her training had been going well and, according to Galahad, she could easily qualify as an Esquire within the next two years. After that, she just needed to earn a bit of experience before officially becoming a Knight of the Empire, something she greatly looked forward to.

Mash got along well with pretty much everyone in the castle and was always polite and respectful, even towards those younger than herself. This had earned her a considerable amount of praise from Artoria, something that always made Mash feel giddy, despite the fact that Mordred would tease her for it.

Despite the fact that Artoria appeared more petite and youthful than herself, Mash looked up to her Empress quite a bit. The latter had a noble and sagely disposition that inspired everyone around her, despite her diminutive appearance. Because of this, Mash took her etiquette lessons very seriously and, though she understood it was unnecessary due to her Empress' strength, it was her dream to become one of Artoria's personal Knights in the future.

Originally, Mash had only intended to stand out in an effort to draw more attention to herself than her fellow Designer Babies. She believed that, if she worked hard, the others were less likely to be treated poorly. She had even been willing to use her body as, despite having a number of medical scars, she knew her 'development' had made her especially popular among the personnel assigned to the project.

It didn't take long for Mash to realize that her concerns and determination were entirely unfounded as, despite having an overwhelming amount of power, Vahn was a kind Master. Not only that, but everyone in the Empire seemed to be infinitely kinder than Mash even though possible. They were all far more powerful than even the strongest person in Chaldeas but, rather than use their unbelievable power to suppress others, they used it with the intent of making the world a better place.

Unlike the scientists who had tried to convince them that their 'sacrifice' was necessary to ensure the survival of humanity, the Empire worked hard to become strong enough to protect everything. They did not perform inhumane experiments that required arbitrary justifications. Instead, they tirelessly endeavored to increase their own power so that needless sacrifices were unnecessary. This included Vahn himself who, despite being an Emperor, worked to the point that others had to basically force him to take breaks.

After coming to understand that Vahn wasn't trying to fool them, Mash began to sincerely respect him. She had even decided to dedicate her life in service to the Empire in gratitude for everything he had done for them but, after a fair amount of teasing, she had to change her goal slightly.

Originally, Mash had wanted to become one of Vahn's personal guards or, at the very least, one of the Knights of the Inner Sanctum. Her intentions seemed to have been misconstrued by her fellow Designer Babies and her peers, however, leading to a considerable amount of embarrassment. To make matters even worse, it seemed like her Master had also misunderstood her intentions but, rather than force her away and reproach her, he always showed a kind smile, further exacerbating the embarrassment she felt.

With pretty much everyone thinking she wanted to become one of her Master's mistresses, Mash was beside herself with embarrassment. She tried to distract herself by putting more effort into her training but, when Mordred asked her directly if she would one day sleep with her father, Mash was at a loss as to how she should respond. At the time, she had already become good friends with the tomboyish princess so she could tell that Mordred was being serious when she asked the question.

In truth, Mash was not against servicing her Master and, after a lot of teasing, she couldn't help but think about it at times. This was entirely dependent on whether or not he wanted to sleep with her, however, as Mash could not even consider being the one to try and initiate anything. She had too much respect for her Master and, to avoid misunderstandings, she had even openly stated her desire to become one of her Empress' guards, distancing herself from her Master slightly.

When Mordred had confronted her, Mash felt like a deer that had walked into a clearing, only to find a large dragon looking down at her. She was ultimately unable to answer, earning her an unnerving smile from Mordred who commented, "You shouldn't hold yourself back. If there is something you want, you should do everything in your power to obtain it. My Chichiue only looks down on people who seek power at the expense of others. If you make an earnest effort, he won't turn you away, you know~?"

Even before she had finished her remark, Mordred had already started walking away from her so Mash had been unable to come up with a response by the time the princess had vanished. This left her feeling at a loss as, even since the time of her arrival in the Empire, she had never sought to be at her Master's side in such a way. She was honestly a little frustrated that everyone acted like this was the case, likely as a result of her physical development and disposition...

Fortunately, at the time when Mash was feeling the most conflicted, Fenrir had appeared, seemingly out of thin air, to allay her concerns. Unlike the others, Fenrir didn't treat her as if she was constantly pining after their Master. Though she was the one who elevated their Master more than anyone else, she was also the most perceptive when it came to how people perceived Vahn. Her intuition was very sharp but, even without that, Fenrir sense of smell allowed her to pretty much 'know' if someone had such thoughts toward her Master.

After appearing, Fenrir gave Mash a few kindly head pats, leaving the lilac-haired girl smiling a little awkwardly. Then, after finding a spot to sit down, Fenrir preached to her the principles of being a 'good girl' while encouraging her to do what she wanted without feeling pressured by others. She told Mash that, regardless of what she chose to do, her Master would never look down on her. He wasn't the type to judge others and, unless she one day desired it, he would never try and force her into doing something she was unwilling to do. As for how she felt toward their Master at times, this was 'common sense' to Fenrir so she didn't resent Mash in the slightest.

Mash had already grown accustomed to Fenrir's lectures so she just obediently listened until the very end. At times, it felt like the wolfish girl was trying to brainwash them but, as it was very obvious that Fenrir sincerely believed everything she said, Mash could only smile politely before thanking her for the lesson. After that, Fenrir surprised her a bit by giving her a long hug and patting the back of her head until the tensions in her body had eased entirely. Before this, Mash hadn't even realized how tense her body had become...

When Fenrir finally released her, the former gave her another gentle pat on the head before saying, "Do not let Mordred get to you. She is under a lot of pressure and is still learning how to deal with her own emotions. If you feel threatened or afraid, there are a lot of people who you can rely on. I try my best to help people feel at ease but I know there are others better at it. You can talk to Iris or Artoria but, if you feel like they aren't enough, our Master will always make time to help others. You don't have to fear him eating you up...though I won't deny there is a chance you might want him to after he takes care of you~? Shishishishi~"

For the second time in the same day, Mash was left at a loss as to how she should reply by the time her conversational partner had departed. Thus, for several awkward moments, she just silently on a bench until several Companions began to gather around her. Their presence always put her at ease so Mash picked up one with fluffy white hair and rabbit ears before hugging it tightly. It released an adorable mewl in response, bringing a smile to her face as other Companions began to climb up the bench to sit alongside her.

Ultimately, Mash wasn't entirely sure what she wanted as, due to her past, she never looked toward anything more long term. Her current goal was to become one of Artoria's personal Knights but, as she already had Lady Gray at her side, part of her felt like she was interfering with the duties of another. She also knew that Lady Gray had a sexual relationship with their Master, something that even his direct Page, Gareth, had. This made it seem like all the women around their Master were sleeping with him, something that filled Mash with uncertainties as, despite what anyone else told her, she simply couldn't see herself as someone worthy of the same treatment...

(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Siegfried used Perspective Shift...! It was super effective! Young Alex is confused...','Mordred still has a long way to go (x _ x)...','Poor Mashu-chan. Someone get this girl some L'Oréal...!')

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บท 1267: Interlude: Unstoppable Momentum...?

A mere ten days after the summoning of Maxwell, equating to seventy within the Projection, the enigmatic Conceptual Entity finally reached the point Vahn had been awaiting.

Maxwell spent the majority of his time just idling about in the garden of his private Manor located on the southern tip of Avalon. He rarely interacted with others and instead spent most of his time just reading novels and enjoying the warm rays of the sun. Since his Manor had been directly tied to the island-wide mana gathering formation developed by Da Vinci, he was able to absorb a truly monstrous amount of mana with little to no effort on his own part.

In truth, Maxwell had finished charging enough mana after only sixty-three days but, in an attempt to see how closely Vahn was observing him, he decided to meander for an additional week. Vahn had been aware of this but, as there was no pressing need to force Maxwell when his Empire was already thriving, he allowed the matter to lay for the time being.

Using the extra time, Vahn just poured through history books and spent a few hours each day just discussing who they should summon when the time came. Maxwell allowed them to summon an infinite number of figures from any point in history but, in order to prevent any issues from arising, they had to be selective in their decisions. After all, the people summoned all had their own wants and needs to consider.

Da Vinci was of the mind that he should summon one of each type of Servant Class, just to get a proper understanding of their capabilities. She postulated that a time would come, perhaps in the distant future, where their enemies would have come up with a summoning system of their own. If they did not have a proper understanding of the capabilities of each type of Servant, there was a chance they would be caught off guard.

Generally speaking, it was almost impossible to argue against Da Vinci as, long before she gave her opinion on a matter, she had usually put a lot of thought into it. In many situations, she would have already researched the matter and run numerous simulations using Ark so, when Vahn read over her study and was coming to a conclusion, he couldn't help but agree with her. Merlin also supported the idea and, though he advised caution, he believed it was well within their power to keep under control so long as Vahn didn't summon an entity like 'Lucifer' under the Avenger classification.

So long as nothing unexpected happened, Vahn was going to be summoning a total of '_' new residents to his Empire. This included Jeanne, by Alaya's recommendation, Scáthach, by her own recommendation, and Medea, by Circe's recommendation. As for the rest, they were important figures that Vahn and his 'counsel' had decided were beneficial to the Empire and the world at large. The two most notable in this category were Sherlock Holmes, recommended by Da Vinci, and Semiramis, recommended by Merlin.

Vahn had been more than a little surprised by the fact that Merlin suggested someone who was famous for tyranny, despotism, and the use of poison. He was only convinced after Merlin told him why Semiramis behaved the way she did. She was someone who had been abandoned by her Goddess mother immediately after birth and, as a result of her pseudo-divinity and unnatural beauty, she had been a 'prize' to claim by many men. As a ruler, she was actually praised for her administration, despite the fact most people referred to as a witch and a poisoner.

Semiramis would certainly be a problematic individual to deal with but, according to Merlin, she was easier to manage than someone like Circe. Better yet, she had an EX-Rank Noble Phantasm that allowed her to, quite literally, make a nigh-impenetrable floating fortress. Not only could this serve as a principal military installation but, with Da Vinci's modifications and the fact that it was a literal floating fortress, it would be a lot easier to convince people of the existence of Magic in the near future.

It was impossible to know for certain but, with the omnipotence provided to them, it was possible for Merlin and Scáthach to make an approximation of Semiramis' capabilities. She wasn't actually that strong without her Noble Phantasm, which required weeks and a phenomenal amount of resources just to build, so she didn't pose any significant danger. Rather, as long as others treated her well, she was relatively easy to deal with.

Vahn was still a little uncomfortable with summoning someone like Semiramis but, as her poison would essentially be useless, there wasn't too much to worry about. Even if she had poisoning capabilities on the level of a Noble Phantasm, he was entirely immune. She also wouldn't be able to take advantage of any ongoing conflicts within the Inner Sanctum as, unlike the majority of other Kingdoms and Empires throughout history, the Aldrnari Empire didn't have such issues in the present.

Semiramis would obviously not be allowed to reside within the Inner Sanctum with impunity as, now that the status quo was being established, Vahn was preparing to separate future Heroic Spirits from those he had already summoned. He didn't want things to develop to the point that he was essentially sleeping with every famous Heroine throughout history so, by the time Maxwell was ready for the mass summoning, Vahn had commissioned several Manors and refurbished a large section of the Ivory Castle to serve as their principal residences.

Vahn wanted to take into consideration the wants and needs of everyone he summoned so, much like Maxwell, he would give them the option to serve. It helped that the summoning system made them more inclined to obey him, especially with the modern knowledge and memory link, but it was still possible for them to decide on a different path.

So long as they were not intending to go around causing harm to others, Vahn didn't mind letting those he summoned live as they pleased. He would need to be careful with ambitious people and anyone leaning towards the 'evil' end of the spectrum but, with the use of Command Spells, even people like Gilgamesh could be loosely controlled. Though A and S-Rank Servants would be able to resist the compulsion of a Command Spell, it was still possible to create a gap in their ability to fight back so, if anyone tried to rebel, Vahn was more than prepared to deal with them.

Though it was haphazard to summon so many powerful figures into the present, the world was already set on the path of merging with the Reverse Side from the moment he arrived. Since he would need to have powerful allies to prevent Gods from running rampant and doing whatever they pleased, Vahn was willing to face a few difficulties in order to expand his faction.

By the time the Surface and Reverse Sides were merging, the Gods would either be forced to step in line or retreat to the far ends of their own isolated Bounded Fields. If they intended to cause trouble, which was extremely likely, he didn't mind striking down the old pantheons and creating them anew.

To this end, and as a final regulating mechanism, Vahn was going to be summoning most of the new Heroic Spirits as that, Heroic Spirits. He was not going to use the [Transmigrator] perk on all of them from the start as it invalidated the Class Skills and some of the unique abilities they would have possessed. Since they needed to get a proper understanding of what each Servant Class was capable of, Vahn needed to summon them as a representation of themselves, not the version of themselves torn from history.

Though it seemed like a relatively brash and selfish thing to do, Vahn had come to believe that it was equally selfish to prioritize the existence of historical figures over their Servant manifestations. After all, he had people like Nobunaga and Lakshmibai in his care so, he was inclined to treat all Heroic Spirits as individual existences. Since some, such as Da Vinci, were brought into this world as completely different people, despite having the [Transmigrator] perk, Vahn felt that the only time he should make use of the peculiar perk was when it was requested of him.

With this in mind, Vahn intended to use his summons as such: (A/N: You wouldn't believe how long this list took to make xD...)

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Jeanne: Ruler

Scáthach: Caster

Medea: Lily

Sherlock Holmes: Ruler

Semiramis: Assassin

Boudica: Avenger

Okita Souji: Alter Ego

Hati: MoonCancer

Leviathan: Watcher

Azathoth: Foreigner

Sol: Shielder

Spenta Mainyu: Idol

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While there were other Servant Classes inscribed on the Throne of Heroes, Vahn had noticed that some of them were left blank or, much like the example of Hassan-i-Sabbah, he simply couldn't summon them. This had included the Saver, Ender, Faker, and any Grand Classes, implying that they were either beyond his means to summon or, for whatever reason, Akasha's superiors had prevented him from doing so.

Vahn had originally intended to summon the primary Heroic Spirit of Miyamoto Musashi but, in the same manner as Hassan-i-Sabbah, his name had simply been greyed out. It was still possible to summon alternate versions of him but, any attempt to summon the 'real' Musashi was met with adamant refusal by the system regulating the Throne of Heroes. This implied that Musashi was a Grand Class Servant as, from what they were able to discern through prior discussions, it was all but guaranteed that the original Hassan was the Grand Assassin.

Fortunately, while the Grand classification was entirely blocked off to him, Vahn still had other unique modifiers besides the [Transmigrator] perk to choose from. This included the Lily and Alter classifications, two peculiar perks that offered a variety of different benefits...

The Lily classification was a version of a Heroic Spirit that was pulled from a time before their legend had fully formed. As a result, the Lily version of a Heroic Spirit was often much younger and, in many instances, a great deal weaker than their 'true' selves. This was not always the case, however, as Vahn noticed that the Lily versions of Artoria and Medea were actually just as strong, if not stronger, than their legendary counterparts.

The Alter classification was significantly rarer than the Lily classification as it generally required the Heroic Spirit to have two, or more, iterations of their legend. In many cases, the 'alter' version was how the enemies of a Heroic Spirit saw them, meaning a good person could be misconstrued as an evil despot and vice-versa. Curiously, Vahn had noticed that Semiramis had the potential to be summoned as an Alter version of herself, much like Artoria, Jeanne, and Nobunaga.

Vahn had ultimately decided to summon the Alter version of Okita Souji after discussing potential trump cards with Alaya. According to the diminutive blue creature, the Alter version of Okita had the ability to even kill concepts and, unlike the majority of other Alter Ego Servants, she was the type that greatly appreciated simply being given the opportunity to exist. Since Vahn wanted to study Laws related to the death of things that didn't even exist, she was the recommendation that had been provided by his perpetual counterpart...

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When it finally came time for Vahn to perform his mass summoning, he had quite the crowd ready and waiting within the Welsh Dragon's chamber. There was also a large congregation back in the Projection waiting to celebrate the arrival of several new allies so Vahn was pressed to complete the ritual as quickly as possible. To this end, he decided to get the 'safer' summons out of the way first as, when it came to beings such as Azathoth, Leviathan, and Hati, he needed to make a few extra preparations.

With this in mind, Vahn went with the 'safest' option and, as Circe had been pressuring him for quite a while, he decided to lead with summoning the Lily version of Medea. This was the version of her before she had been twisted by Aphrodite and forced to serve Jason until she became one of history's most notorious witches. Circe had actually wanted him to pull the young Medea into the present but, as this would alter history in unforeseen ways, he managed to convince her not to do anything drastic.

What awaited Vahn after his summoning of Medea was an adorable little girl that was actually a little taller than Circe. She stood at 149cm and, based on her physical development, Vahn would estimate her age to be around fourteen years of age.

Much like Circe, Medea had pointed ears, albeit significantly shorter. She also had long hair that was a gentle purple hue. It cascaded from the back of her head in a long ponytail while her fringe bangs actually extended past her shoulders. She actually reminded him a lot of Lefiya and, if the color palettes were swapped, Vahn felt like it would be difficult to tell them apart from each other. The biggest difference, besides the 'atmosphere' surrounding them, was that Medea could give Circe and Fenrir a run for their money in the breast department, something Lefiya had few issues with...

Medea was more than a little confused when she suddenly came into being. She stared back at the person she knew was supposed to be her Master, her adorable expression turning into one of silent contemplation. Vahn simply returned a kind smile to her, causing Medea to inhale audibly as a strong desire to hide behind someone, or something, invaded her heart. Fortunately, before she was overwhelmed by a flood of emotions, a petite figure with reminiscent pink hair reached her side and practically tackled her with a warm hug.

After flustering for a short while, Medea finally got a good look at the person squeezing the air out of her lungs. She then blinked a few times in confusion before asking in a soft, bell-like, voice, "Aunt...Circe...?" In response to this, the pink-haired demon squeezed her even tighter, rubbing her cheek against Medea's as she answered, "Yes, you silly girl. It is so good to see you. Come, we have a lot to talk about."

Before anyone could stop her, Circe had dragged Medea out by her hand, causing the latter to show a fretful expression as she tried to bow and excuse herself. Vahn had already decided to let Circe take care of Medea so he just waved his hand with the same kind smile on his face before turning back to try and perform a second summoning. Since Maxwell explained there weren't any issues with his Noble Phantasm, Vahn was indeed able to activate the summon system a second time, causing a smile to spread across his face as he entered the Throne a second time...

The next Heroic Spirit to be summoned by Vahn was none other than Scáthach who, as could be expected, was almost identical to herself. With the exception of their garb, they were exact copies of each other and, much like Scáthach had attested, they both had the same set of memories and the same sense of self, just split. Even without using any form of telepathy, they always knew what the other was thinking and, with the exceptions of their Noble Phantasms and parameters, they were functionally the exact same person.

Vahn was a little unnerved to have two Scáthach's staring back at him with their cold expressions and glaring red eyes but he managed to conceal it well enough to perform the third summon. He didn't want to keep Da Vinci in suspense so, this time around, he decided to summon Sherlock Holmes. What appeared before was a gentlemanly individual standing at 183cm tall with black hair that looked reminiscent of ink. He had golden eyes which could rival a hawk's in sharpness and intensity while, as could be expected, he was garbed in old-school Victorian clothing.

Almost immediately after coming into existence, Sherlock began to look around at the crowd of people gathered before him. He pulled a curved pipe, seemingly out of thin air, and began to chew on the end of it in a contemplative manner as a smile slowly began to develop across his admittedly handsome face. He had a very sharp appearance, with a confidence visage, slicked-back hair, and a fit figure, so Vahn felt he would be extremely popular in the outside world.

Without even needing to be told, Sherlock gave a polite nod to Vahn before making his way over to where Merlin and Da Vinci were standing. He shared a few words with each of them before the latter began to brief him on what he should expect insofar as his duties were concerned. This was something that Vahn had already discussed with them so, while they were getting Sherlock up to speed, he wasted no time in performing another summoning.

This wasn't the first time he had experienced this phenomenon but, as he summoned several Servants in sequence, Vahn began to feel like his existence was beginning to thin and fade away. He had noticed this during his last mass summoning so, while Maxwell allowed him to summon as many people as he wanted, it seemed there were still some limitations on him.

Most 'Masters' could not manifest more than a single Heroic Spirit but, with his existence being an exception to the rule, Vahn was able to summon several without any real strain on his body. Still, it seemed that overusing the Throne had side-effects so unless it was necessitated by the situation they found themselves in, he would try to abstain from spamming the system to build a veritable army of Heroic Spirits.

Since his clarity of mind hadn't been affected that much just yet, Vahn next summoned Jeanne, the Ruler Class Servant that had been suggested by Alaya. What appeared after confirming the selection was a woman who was uncannily similar to Artoria, albeit older and garbed in a suit of armor that was distinctly different than his Empress'. She also gave off a more 'natural' vibe and, though she was a very beautiful woman, Vahn had the impression Jeanne was 'normal' compared to many of the women around him...

When Jeanne opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Vahn staring back at her while, behind him, several people that gave her a 'dangerous' feeling watched her with curiosity. This made her feel a little uncomfortable but, a stark contrast to how his entourage made her feel, Jeanne felt a natural inclination toward Vahn. Though the information provided by the summoning system was a contributing factor to this, it was the 'aura' surrounding him that gave her a strong urge to bend the knee.

Vahn was a little taken aback by the fact that Jeanne immediately lowered her head to him but, knowing why she would do so, he kept his composure and simply stated, "Raise your head. For the time being, go to my companions. They will explain the situation to you. Later, when the time comes, I will explain your mission to you..."

Without any hesitation, Jeanne returned a somewhat scary smile, one which could only be pulled off by those that whole-heartedly believed in something, as she answered, "Yes, my Lord...I will do as you command." Since she still had her hands brought together in prayer, Vahn felt more than a little awkward but, as Jeanne gave off the impression of someone 'inviolably pure', he decided to address her quirks later.

At this point, Vahn felt like it was becoming harder to focus but, without delaying any further, he activated the summoning system for the fifth time. This time around, he summoned Semiramis and, almost as if to emphasize this was his current limit, a trickle of blood began to run from his nose, irrespective of his regeneration. Vahn, fortunately, had his back to everyone so he just gave a quick sniffle to recover the errant blood, leaving all but Merlin and the two Scáthach's none the wiser.

Semiramis was a woman who, at other times, could be described as a peerless beauty, albeit with a palpable 'depraved' vibe emanating from her. Like Circe, she had extremely long ears, giving her the appearance of a High Elf but, a stark contrast to the natural beauty and soft colors of an Elf, Semiramis had silky black hair that cascaded down her back and pooled at the ground. It was much longer than she was tall, leaving Vahn to wonder how she kept it clean since it didn't seem to be 'alive' like Medusa's.

Though her hair is what stood out the most, at least to Vahn, almost everyone else in the room was taken aback by Semiramis' garb and the atmosphere surrounding her. She was wearing an ornate dress that was reminiscent of a moonless night. The top half was similar to a corset, which showed off her 'very' ample bosom, while the bottom half flared out in a bell-like shape that had large frills on the ends. It was adorned with pale golds and scarlet reds while, around her collar, a mane comprised of raven-black feathers and fur framed her head and constrained her impossibly long hair.

To complete her outfit, and adding to her depraved look, Semiramis had two long fringe bangs that came to an end in golden nails. She had similar golden nails in her hands and feet but, rather than just serve as an adornment, it was clear that the nails were actually embedded into her body. As a result, she had golden nails sticking out from the palms of her hands, linked together by a thick black cloth, while the other set was protruding from the tops of her feet. If not for her high heels, which had edges reminiscent of blades, she wouldn't even be able to walk normally.

When Semiramis opened her eyes, she revealed golden pupils with snake-like slits that gave her a natural predatory gaze. Her lips, which were like succulent fruits begging to be sampled, were fixed in a perpetually amused smile, one which gave off the impression of a cat that liked to toy with its prey. She immediately looked Vahn up and down with her sharp eyes before licking her lips with a startlingly red tongue and musing, "Not for naught am I known as the world's oldest poisoner... Are you truly certain that you can wield Queen Semiramis...?"

(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Pay to Win','Two Shishous!?','Ara Ara~?')

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