A Not So Evil God In Fate/Grand Order

Remembering those times brought some sort of inner tranquility to Seth. It helped to prepare his mentality for tomorrow. If someone asked if he wanted to kill him, then the answer would be a rotund no, but holding back wouldn't work. His student wouldn't like that, and he couldn't afford it.

'I will try to take the battle as far from them as possible. That Noble Phantasm is something I can't count on at all. It doesn't even have a name. In a sense, it's similar to that child's one. Speaking of her...' Seth turned his gaze to Mash, who was speaking and laughing with Fujimaru before furrowing his brows slightly. He was not oblivious to the mental instability of that girl.

'...In the end, it's not my problem. How she handles it is for her to decide. Honestly, women are such a handful. Also...to think that if I survive, I will be facing the wrath of probably the scariest of them all. My future sure is not promising.' Sighing was the only thing he could do now.

"What's with that face? Cheer up a little! Life is about enjoying everything it has to offer with a smile on your face. No need to look so down!" Drake, who was giving some drinks to the Chaldeans, came to give one to Seth. She didn't understand why he looked kind of downhearted. You have to live your life in the present and leave all your worries for the future. Or that's what she thought.

"Our way of life is different. I have more important things to worry about than simply go around with a smile on my face." The Egyptian God said while taking the mug and throwing its contents on the ground like last time.

"At least have some consideration and give it to someone else. I am sure the scallywags would enjoy it. Listen here, Bucko. I'm sure you don't worry much about yourself, but you also have to think about the people that surround you. If you don't want to be happy for yourself, be for those that care about you." That's the only advice that came to mind for now, and the only one she could give to him.

'How this even ended up being a lesson about my life.' Seth wondered while raising his eyebrows at Drake. "Sure, whatever makes you happy, Captain. Now, if you excuse me, I will make others happy by resting a bit. You as well should not get drunk too much. We will need you to be completely alert tomorrow."

He didn't wait for a reply and just got up and left. Although his body could stay several days without any sleep, it was better to be in top condition before a difficult fight.

The nightshift to see if there was a surprise attack would be in charge of EMIYA, Euryale, who gave her responsibility to Asterios, and Artemis, so he was safe to shut down completely.

Drake simply shook her head at his reply. 'I guess people like him also exist. Being stiff about everything never worked for anyone. I know very well.' It wasn't until she fully embraced the life of a pirate that she understood what true freedom was.

She was also about to leave and continue partying when she noticed something on the ground. Crouching down and picking it up, she could see more clearly what it was. 'A ship...? This design. Isn't it similar to that one...?' It seemed Seth was not the only one who would have a trip down memory lane tonight.

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A new day was beginning. Everyone, including the wasted pirates, was fully awake and ready to depart. The Chaldeans had made every preparation possible to face Blackbeard and his Servants again.

Fujimaru made sure to eat well and get enough rest. He wanted to be able to provide as much Magical Energy to his Servants as possible. If worse came to worst, he would use a Command Spell to strengthen them.

They were quick to board the Golden Hind, as delaying it would be counterproductive. Besides, it didn't take a genius to know the others wouldn't just sit and wait for them to come.

Once the group made sure there was nothing left to do on this island, they set sail to end the existence of the man called Edward Teach once and for all.

Drake wanted to test the resilience of the new armor, so she decided to fight some pirate groups they met along the way actively. Meanwhile, the others were thinking about a strategy to fight what they considered to be the biggest threat.

The Pirate Queen had to admit it, the new improvements were marvelous. She even let some of the enemies ship fire at them to test the durability, and the result pleased her enormously. There was not a single scratch after they bombarded the Golden Hind.

She took some time from her crazy experiments to approach Seth. She had been thinking a bit after seeing that wood carving. There was something she wanted to know at all costs.

"Hey, got some time?" Every Servant plus him was positioned in different points of the ship, thus creating a formation to prevent any type of sneak attack. Drake left the helm to Bombe and went directly to ask him.

"What is it?" He didn't know what she wanted, but he at least hoped it was not another life lesson. It wasn't like he lived more than two hundred thousand years and already knew what life was all about. Not at all.

"Here, where did you get this?" Drake took the wooden ship from one of her pockets and showed it to him. It was something that meant a lot to her.

"I carved it. Why? Is there something wrong with it?" Although pretty weirded out by the strange question, at least it was not what he initially thought she was going to ask.

"...I see. Where did you get the inspiration to make this? Did you see this ship somewhere?" She questioned in quick succession. Her voice also seemed to contain a small bit of...anxiety?

"No. I have never seen it. It just popped out in my head when I was bored. Sorry I can't be of much help." The black-haired man was telling the truth. He had no recollection of ever seeing that ship. That said, it wasn't like he didn't understand how much that meant to her. The negative emotions coming his way were proof enough of that.

"...It's okay. Forget I even asked." She looked to the side, clearly disappointed before sighing and once again regaining her "cheerful" personality. "Still, do you mind if I keep this? It would mean a lot!"

"Go ahead. It's just something I made on the spur of the moment so you can have it if that's what you want." He didn't care for a mere piece of wood. There was no point in denying her request.

"Thanks 'bout that!" Her mood seemed to improve after hearing his confirmation. She immediately put it back in the safety of her pocket and turned around to take control of the helm.

'Well... That was sudden and weird...' It was evident that ship meant something for her, but he had no idea of the reason why. Maybe it was just a coincidence; it was not like those didn't exist.

After that strange experience, the group continued on their way. They were taking into account the overall direction from where the previous attack came from to set their course. In these seas where there was nothing but water and no other way to locate other people accurately, that was their only option.

However, they didn't even have to do anything. The connection Archer had with Seth allowed him to pinpoint his exact location. The reverse was almost the same, and by the looks of it, they would meet in a few hours.

Seth would finally be able to know what his training accomplished after more than three thousand years. Archer, for his part, would see what became of the God who he saw as a teacher.

Looking at the general direction where his student was, he felt time going slower than usual. 'Mose...the waiting...'

'...Is killing me, Teacher.' Archer was also looking at where the Egyptian God was. He was on the mast, relaxedly killing sea monsters thousands of kilometers below the ship. It helped him to distract himself until the awaited time.

"You seem pretty excited. You even want to fight alone with the guy that made an Ancient Hero disappear. Do you know him by any chance?" William was beside him, observing him shoot. Of course, to him, it looked as if Archer was just shooting randomly. His sight didn't go that far, after all.

"..." The dark-skinned man didn't answer. Instead, he kept killing every aquatic creature that entered his field of vision.

It wasn't until half an hour later that he finally decided to reply. "I do. He is the man I want to kill the most. And I will do anything to see that happening."

"You say that, but I don't feel any hatred coming from those words." Saber smirked under his hat. Out of all the Servants on Blackbeard's ship, he might be the only one interested in talking to him. Not that there were many.

Again, Archer took his sweet time to reply to his remark. "That is because I do not hate him, far from that. However, emotions hold no place in here. If you let emotions cloud your mind, you will never accomplish anything."

"Heh. Those are pretty sad words, aren't they? Where did you get those from, big guy?" William asked with a raised eyebrow. He couldn't imagine that coming from someone other than royalty. Such bad memories, indeed.

"From him." This time, the answer was immediate, something that slightly surprised Kidd. Even so, he paid it no mind, believing that Archer was more comfortable talking about their enemy than himself.

"Didn't he teach you something more encouraging? I don't know, maybe some words of motivation that could help us out?" Although he asked in a jokingly manner, he was kind of interested in the answer.

"...To do not differentiate between life and respect it all equally. It is the reason why I will not attack the people with him any further, even if I end up killing him ultimately." He said, dematerializing his bow. He had lost all interest in his oceanic hunt now.

"What if the Captain asks you to do it? Command Spells are a scary thing, you know? Just now, one is restraining me from killing him on the spot." Saber commented with a regrettable tone.

"I can make that binding mechanism null any time I want. Even if I could not, do you think someone like that man would be able to restrict me? In the end, thieves are only thieves." His words indicated how low he thought of Blackbeard. Not surprising since it was the case with every person that met him.

"...I feel like I just heard something outrageous here..." He wanted to take his words as a joke, but he didn't seem to the be type to say those, and the Magical Energy he displayed when he shot that arrow told him to do otherwise.

"Hey, you two! Can you come down here? I'm all in for yuri, but not so much for yaoi, so could you please stop doing whatever you are doing?" Mr. Lolicon woke up pretty upset because his harem, as always, disappeared the moment he opened his eyes. So what better way to take out his frustrations than to bother others?

"Sigh. I wish I could do the same as you. Why couldn't someone else summon me? Even an animal would have been fine." Saber was having the worst time of his life, or death, in this case. There was no way his luck could be this bad. On second thought, it kind of was.

"..." Archer ignored both of them completely. He had no intention of listening to what a clown had to say, and less to someone like him who was the epitome of repulsiveness.

With his own set of troubles, the dark-skinned man continued his wait for the decisive moment. One hour passed, so did two and three.

As if aware of the impending battle, the level of tension on both crews began rising. Like that, the fourth hour came, and with it, what everyone was waiting for since a while ago. The "bad" side, to get both Stheno and Euryale and the Holy Grail. The "good" one, to end the existence of the man called Blackbeard and retrieve his wishing-granting device too.

Drake could already see Blackbeard's ship, and he could see hers. With each passing moment, they were getting closer to each other.

Suddenly, in unison, two men, one on each side, landed on the bowsprit. Archer summoned his bow as blue lightning surrounded his figure. Meanwhile, Seth did the same with his spear, generating a similar effect, but with a mix of red and black lightning instead.

Just by his Magical Energy alone, they confirmed he was the man that attacked them on the previous island. To say the situation looked grim would be an understatement.

"I like that you are ready to go! Show them the power of Blackbeard's pirates and get me Euryale-chan and Euryale-chan#2!" Teach, having no idea of why he wanted to fight with Seth, just fanned the flames.

"Talk big all you want. I will make sure you die without your head again!" Drake, as the Captain, had an obligation to answer to that creep and prove they weren't any less than them.

Both men in question ignored both their "Captains" and just stared directly into each other's eyes without blinking.

The first to speak was Seth. "Mose...it's been a long time. I can see that what I did for you didn't go to waste." The familiarity with which he addressed the enemy Servant was something that surprised the Chaldeans, except for some individual cases.

"Indeed, it has been. I am here to keep my promise. Although looking at you now, I can not help but feel tremendous anger! What happened for you to end in such a state?! Answer me, Teacher! No, Lord Of The Red Desert, Dark God Seth!"