A Not So Evil God In Fate/Grand Order

"I was starting to wonder where you were. It turns out you were swimming with fishes." Drake commented once she saw the soaked Seth.

"I wasn't doing it because I enjoyed it. That was the only way to catch Hector by surprise without having to destroy your ship in the process." The Egyptian God rolled his eyes at her. Had they fought on land; he wouldn't have to go through all that trouble just to finish him off.

'Although...it is similar to what happened with Alter back then. His Master must have used a Command Spell to call him back before I could land the last hit. That said, no amount of Magic will heal his injuries, no matter if it comes from a Hero from the Age of the Gods or not.' Seth was able to pierce Hector's heart and took the opportunity to burn him from within before the Trojan Hero disappeared without warning.

"Aye aye. Thanks for the consideration. Now, have some more of that and go dry yourself up. You are filling the deck with water, and we are too tired to do something like sweeping the floor." Despite not having to do much herself other than shoot an infinite number of pirates, she was still exhausted.

"Can't you use fire at will? Now will be the perfect time to use it since you haven't done since we arrived at this Singularity." Archer suggested in a tone that reflected how trivial was the matter to him. He wouldn't care unless it was his own house or something.

"In words that you can understand, it's like using your best cooking tools for special occasions only and not for trivial meals. Well, it's something like that." A little wind would do. It wasn't his Authority anyway. Talking about that, there was something that was on his mind since the moment Blackbeard attacked them.

"Euryale. Didn't you say Medea was also with Hector? How come we did not see her?" It had been bothering him for a while. If it was true that Herakles was here, then that would put her as the second most dangerous enemy. Who knew what kind of crazy stuff she could come up with the moment they face each other?

He didn't know her as much as he did Hector or the "sworn enemy" of the other entity inside him, but just by knowing she was the student of that crazy witch was enough to be alert.

"Don't ask me. I just heard that goofy guy mumbling her name by accident. I assumed she was hiding from that disgusting c.o.c.kroach somewhere." That sure was helpful...not. Still, he couldn't ask more from her. The fact she was able to tell them a bit more about their enemies in advance was helpful enough.

Now that he thought about it, Medea might have been the one who teleported Hector back then. Gilles did the same thing, so it was not that far-fetched.

"Going by what you said, we can't rule out the possibility of two enemy groups existing." Caster calmly analyzed. He found it weird at first the combination of a pirate with a Hero like Hector, but if there was another group solely composed of Ancient Heroes, then things changed. The question about what was the brown-haired man doing with Blackbeard remained, though.

"Another one? If that's the case, wouldn't we have to seek more help as we did in France?" Mash had told Fujimaru about the difference between Heroes from the Modern Era and the Old one. To put it simply, it was like two people fighting in a war. One had a toy gun, and the other a real one. Save for some exceptions, Servants of the far past had the overall advantage.

"There is no need. As long as we fight on land, I can obliterate them without problems." Altera was still against the idea of finding more help. In a sense, she was a loner who fought alone. She marched ahead of everyone and was the first to destroy everything in her wake. Just at the moment of looking back was when she realized—when she remembered she had an army.

Fighting alone was so deeply engraved in her core that it carried to her Servant form as some sort of personality trait.

To the side, Seth looked at her with hidden sympathy. It seemed changing her mindset was still an impossible thing. He had taken some good thousands of years to accomplish that himself, so expecting her to do it in mere weeks was wishful thinking. As they said, let time take its course.

"I don't think Master is wrong, though. You said it yourself. As long as you are on land, you can kill them effortlessly. That applies to most of us, but we can't count on that. They are more aware than us that their advantage lies at fighting on the sea. They won't abandon that just because we hope for it." EMIYA backed up Fujimaru on this topic. What he said indeed made sense. Still, it wasn't like now they were worse than before. With Hector being presumed dead, Sadako over there could fight Blackbeard on his ship and go wild there.

"I agree. However, we don't even know if there are other Servants eager to lend us a hand. We have that case to go by, after all." Zhuge Liang said while pointing at Stheno. Despite her not belonging to any side, she didn't exactly "help" them in Rome.

"Oh? I was just making them work hard for a reward. Not everything has to fall from the sky, okay?" The Eldest Sister smiled at Caster as if what she did was the most normal thing in the world.

Even though Fujimaru and Mash already knew of her personality quirks, they still couldn't help but feel aggrieved, hearing her. Her reward almost cost them their lives, so it was understandable.

"So, what is the plan? Go from island to island to see if we can find someone?" From Sanson's point of view, that didn't sound like something particularly intelligent to do.

"As stupid as it seems, it's our only option. Although some other "good" pirate might have been summoned here, the chances of finding them at open sea are almost null with how big this ocean is. Our best shot is to look on land." As much as he hated relying on probabilities and lucky chances, there was nothing more Seth could do.

"It's decided, then. I'm setting the course to the next island. It will take some time, so you can do whatever you want in the meantime." Drake said before fully concentrating on sailing the ship.

Their journey was not yet over. There was still much more to do.

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It has been some hours since the battle between the Chaldeans and their enemies. They were currently anchoring on the next island that was written in Eric's log.

Drake found it fortunate that there was a forest with trees that seemed to be made out of excellent wood. The Golden Hind had suffered some damage, so it needed a repair.

Aside from that, they wanted to try their luck to find a Servant that could help them. They had Romani for that, although the range of detection of his technology was a bit limited. Seth, however, could do so with around seventy percent of the island now that they were not on the sea.

'This presence, it's her...' The moment he set foot on the beach, he immediately sensed that psychopath being here. This fact could spell trouble for him, but as he said to Stargazer, he didn't plan to do anything to avoid it.

"Let's get to work. I bet that cutting down some trees wouldn't pose any problems to you lot, am I right?" Drake's words brought Seth out of his thoughts. She was probably the only one who would use Servants as lumberjacks.

"...Right. Though, talking about that, something has been bothering me for a while. We don't know what Blackbeard's Noble Phantasm is. Fixing our ship won't do much if he can just destroy it somehow." Mash voiced her concerns with a tone of worry. There was nothing scarier than fighting an enemy without knowing what they were capable of in the slightest.

"He can't do that, or rather, he doesn't want to do it." Romani's hologram appeared on top of Mash's device, bringing words that confused some of them.

"Why? Isn't it simpler to do that?" Fujimaru asked, a bit puzzled by what he said. It wasn't like he was an expert in killing efficiently. He just felt it was easier that way.

"In a normal situation, it would be. However, Blackbeard has a weird fixation on capturing Euryale, so it is pointless to blow Captain Drake's ship up as it would also kill her. As for his Noble Phantasm, I suspect it's his ship. The Queen's Anne Revenge. I can't be certain about it, though." Dr. Roman explained to the best of his ability.

"If we consider that he is a Rider, that theory is very likely to be true. There isn't any other particular legend of his that comes to mind to be a Noble Phantasm." Zhuge Liang paused for a moment before continuing. "...That said, he instilled fear in men and women alike. I wouldn't discard the possibility of his disgust-inducing behavior to be some sort of Mental-Type Noble Phantasm." That last one might be him trying to justify the unjustifiable, though.

"Why do I feel like that would make sense, but, to my disgrace, is not the case?" Euryale asked no one in particular.

"...Mhm..." The way Blackbeard acted made Asterios look like a cute puppy in comparison.

Stheno wanted to complain to her sister that she wasn't the one who had to smile in that ugly monster's direction but decided against it. She would forgive her this once taking into consideration the time they were separated.

Just as they were conversating, a horde of hungry Wyverns made their approach. Of course, Romani was kind enough to warn them beforehand.

Between Archer's rain of arrows, and Seth ordering them to attack each other, those monsters couldn't do much.

Drake and her crew were surprised, seeing these flying beasts. Having witnessed Servants fighting didn't diminish the astonishment of gazing upon such mystic creatures.

Mash got the idea of using their scales to reinforce the Golden Hind. Sadly, they would have to hunt again since their bodies weren't usable anymore. The damage they did was pretty severe, after all.

The idea was good and all. That is if it wasn't for the fact that the route they chose to go went straight to the place that Yandere was in. One thing was not minding falling, another was actively throwing yourself into a pit.

Even when he just used physical strength or his powers to control Wyverns, they still advanced at a relatively fast pace. Eventually, their hunt led them to a forest, the same one that woman was in...together with something else.

That "something else" was in front of them right now being tossed around like food by a group of Wyverns, screaming things like, "Help me!!!" or "I don't want to die!!" There was some "I haven't met any cute girls yet!" mixed in his cries for leniency.

If there was a ranking of sc.u.ms in this Singularity, this guy was a safe second place after the undefeatable champion Blackbeard.

"...Isn't it in our best interest to kill this thing as soon as possible?" Euryale asked from Asterios' shoulders. It was the typical case of eliminating something before it became a threat.

Another thing worth mentioning was that Stheno, aka Miss. Smug, also wanted the same as her sister, so she —again— climbed until she was sitting on Seth's shoulders. To be honest, he was too occupied cursing his luck to care about what the Eldest Daughter did.

"I understand what you mean, but maybe he knows something we don't," Shielder responded with a wry smile. They never could say no to the possibility of getting information or a little help in these situations.

'Sigh...This is the epitome of disgrace. Now I wonder who is the unlucky one.' Mentally sighing, Seth commanded the Wyvern that had that...plushie in his mouth to give it to him.

"Shoot the rest, EMIYA." Once Fujimaru saw that Seth separated the one with their "informant" of the remaining Pseudo-Dragons, he ordered Archer to kill the others.

The Wyvern opened its mouth and stayed still, waiting for Seth to take the weird plushie bear out of it. "Spit it on the ground; I'm not going to touch that."

Heeding his command, the flying creature dropped it in front of the black-haired man before flying away. They had everything they needed now, so there was no point in killing it too.

"Oh my. What an ugly thing. The one who made this must have had terrible sewing skills." Stheno didn't have mercy when it came to commenting on the plushie's appearance.

"Why don't you kick it Asterios? Maybe we will feel better if you do so." Following her sister's footsteps, Euryale said something the average person would consider cruel.

"...Okay..." Following what she said with no problems, Asterios moved his right leg backward intending to send the plush toy flying.

"Wait! Wait! Wait! Aren't you guys being too harsh on me?!" The little bear got up and started floating and screaming with his eyes red from anger at this injustice.

"It is your fault for not moving, we just wanted to perform resuscitation." Stheno justified the actions of her sister without a second thought, making it sound like it was with good intentions in the process.

"Couldn't you leave me alone?! I was just looking at your t.h.i.g.hs and boo—Pguyh?!" Before he could finish his sentence, an arrow hit the back of his head.

"DA-R-LI-N-G~ I think I heard something wrong. Could you repeat it, please?"

The walking disaster was already here...