A Not So Evil God In Fate/Grand Order

The Chaldeans were walking wherever Mordred was leading them to, following closely behind. The Knight of Treachery was walking with Clarent on her shoulders. A confident smirk was plastered on her face as she marched forward.

Mash and Fujimaru were a few steps back, looking around at the old buildings at the side. They could swear they saw some shadows peeking at them from some windows. If they didn't know better, they would think it was something straight out from some horror adaptation.

Still, they didn't dare to relax. This place filled with so many unknowns had them on edge. It was as if someone would immediately attack them from behind the moment they let their guard down.

They weren't the only ones that were on guard, though. Seth was on the rearguard making sure they weren't being followed. You never knew when someone could be aiming for your life, especially in a place like this.

It didn't help that he had trouble to look out for right beside him as well. Despite how Lancer had portrayed herself with decorum and whatnot, he knew her true nature: that of a battle-crazy gorilla woman. The moment you doubted even a little of her capabilities, she would be all over you trying to have your head on the tip of her lance. She was also one of 'those types' that liked to fight strong opponents just to prove their worth. The Egyptian God couldn't identify classes as he pleased, but he was fifty percent sure she was a Berserker and not a Lancer. Although that might just be his bias talking.

Even without looking, he was sure that her hands were twitching with the idea of summoning her weapon and fighting him right on the spot. The only thing preventing that would be her own pride, but if she found out that he was a former Pharaoh and King, that would go down the drain. 'Romulus is similar to her, and he didn't turn out a battle-crazy guy. He does have a few quirks, though. Maybe he was not the best example to use...'

Leaving the person he had to share a position with aside, Seth had been hearing the sound of machinery for a while coming from some streets away. Going by their numbers, the amount of enemies was not small at all. Thankfully, he could overheat them and then cool them down incredibly fast at the same time to render them useless.

When fighting on narrowed spaces where he couldn't fully exert his strength, he preferred to rely on his Authorities as controlling the destruction he caused was easier that way.

For now, though, machines weren't something he should concern himself about. If that vision he had was real, and knowing his luck it was, then the Servants appearing here would be nothing short of legendaries. There might be figures of the Demi-God rank even. He also didn't discard the possibility of a Divine Spirit appearing through some way or another. 'Considering the place where we are, the only God that should be able to appear here would be him. Whichever the case, I should be prepared if that happens. He won't come alone, I am sure of that.'

While he was being lost in his own thoughts, they seemed to have arrived to their destination. There were no skirmishes along the way, so it was safe to assume this was a safe route where neither robots, homunculus or automata didn't frequent. This would at least grant them respite from having to be all day in high alert. Of course, they should still be cautious. Mobs were one thing, and Servants were another, different thing entirely.

What greeted them was a well-furnished room. It looked like the room a doctor would use in this particular century to tend to his patients. The room was not empty, though. Two Servants were already present, sitting on two sofas facing each other.

One of them got up from his seat to greet them. "I see you have brought more people. I wish you could tell me in advance if you were going to add more Servants to the group."

He was a bespectacled man with light blond hair and gloved hands. His voice was low and soft as if he was afraid of hurting his throat by speaking too much. He had black and white boots, purple pants, and a gray vest over a white shirt. There was a coat sky-blue and purple coat hanging over her shoulders as well.

The man didn't sound that comfortable with their addition, especially because he knew how chaotic Mordred could be. She would do what she wanted in the spur of the moment without thinking about the consequences of her acts. He wanted to believe that she confirmed their motives or allegiances, at the very least.

"Moving on. Let me introduce myself. I am a normal human living in this era. Pleased to meet you." His introduction was short. So much so that Mordred, who had just taken his previous spot in her sofa, rolled her eyes about it.

"If you are only going to say what you are then don't bother introducing yourself. Anyway, that guy is Herbie Jenkins. He is one of those nerds that likes to study... something." Even his calm visage was replaced by a twitch of his face for a moment.

Sighing at her antics, he decided to introduce himself more properly this time. "I am Henry Jekyll; a scholar. I am not an expert in the way of a mage, but elixirs are my specialty. As long as it is not something immoral like an aphrodisiac, you can ask my help to produce one for you."

"Please make yourself at home. I am sure you want to hear our situation from a directly involved source." Lancer motioned to the sofas with her hands. The Chaldeans thanked her and did as they were told.

Mash and Fujimaru sat with Mordred as it had the biggest space. Seth, meanwhile, sat next to the other occupant of the room who had been silent all this time, only offering a nod of acknowledgement once they entered.

As soon as the black-haired man sat down next to him, both men exchanged glances that lasted a fraction of a second, yet in that timeframe, an unspoken conversation was held. Both individuals finished it with a light smirk, turning their gazes to somewhere else quickly after.

The man next to Seth put his cup of tea on the table slowly but gracefully before clearing his throat lightly. "I am an Archer class Servant, Albert Einstein. I hope you are having a fine day."

Mash was a little stunned. First, because he was THE Albert Einstein, and second... "An... Archer? Weren't you a scientist?"

She didn't understand what made him qualify for that Class. Would he throw physics books at his enemies? She guessed that wasn't too far-fetched for a Servant, although she thought being a Caster would be a better fit.

"Ah. That is because my summoning was a bit different." He didn't say anything further, so she guessed he was a man of a few words.

"I see. Regardless, it's good to be working with someone as famous as yourself. My name is Fujimaru Ritsuka. Pleased to make your acquaintance." The youth bowed his head a little at the end of his introduction. Even someone like him who rarely interacted with the 'western' world knew about the person in front of him, so it was natural to have respect for him. That was, of course, despite suffering through the subject the man loved the most during high-school. Besides, a modern Servant like Charles Darwin proved how strong they could be even if they were close to their current era, so underestimating him was totally a mistake.

"I think the same. My name is Mash, a Demi-Servant, and this little friend right here is Fou." Shielder introduced herself and the little creature, who made small sounds in response. Einstein narrowed his eyes almost imperceptibly at Fou before fully closing them and smiling while assenting once to signify he memorized their names.

Then all gazes turned to Seth, but the white-haired man interrupted them. "I already know who he is. There is no need for him to concern himself with something like that."

His words naturally took the Chaldeans by surprise. Seth had been with them practically all the time, and they for sure didn't remember him or even them meeting Einstein before. Theories ranged from previous summons to Archer belonging to a cult centered around Seth while he was alive, and that's why he could know so much about the forces of the universe.

When they pressed for more information, Seth just waved them off. "It's complicated, and it doesn't add anything to the conversation. Just know that he is extremely powerful despite being only a scientist. Although if he appeared here, our enemies will not be mere bookworms."

"Then I guess I should make my presence known. I am glad to meet someone as esteemed as yourself, Dr. Einstein. My name is Romani Archaman, but you can call me Roman." Once everything seemed to have calmed down and he assured himself that they weren't hostiles, Chaldea's doctor decided to speak through Mash's communication device. Naturally, this caused Mordred to spit her drink and get away quickly from there.

Romani's out-of-nowhere appearance resulted in the Saber Servant having the scare of her life, something she was not pleased about, evidenced by the murderous glare she was sending to the know nervously chuckling man.

"The one leading the time drifters, am I correct? Having the technology to jump from era to era is also esteem-worthy. Don't sell yourself short." Romani had to actually do a double take once he heard Einstein's words. Did just... did just someone praised him?!

"Uhm... Doctor. You are crying..." Mash said while sweatdropping a bit. It was hard to understand his thought process sometimes.

"I knew that following Magi✰Mari's teachings would one day show its results..." Romani rubbed his eyes with the sleeves of his white coat. The day had finally come when someone recognized his efforts! Although he conveniently ignored the part where he didn't have anything to do with the creation of the technology that made rayshifting possible.

"Leaving the clown aside, I believe revealing our purpose would be the best next course of action." The Egyptian God then looked at Mash, who took the hint. She was the one who usually explained things, so she had no qualms with doing it again.

And so, she explained who they were, where they came from, and what they were planning to do here. She was a little unnerved because before they even began, Albert Einstein seemed to know something about them already, but she didn't let that get to her head and clarified every doubt they might have.

The one who was surprised the most was, of course, Jekyll. As he was a normal human — relatively speaking — he was the most amazed with the prospect of their task.

"The Singularities... and this is just one of them..." His voice was tinged with a little bit of sadness. He understood how difficult the situation was. They were already living in fear in this mist city, then how about in the remaining Singularities? If something like this was repeating itself somewhere else then he could only lament the fate of the people.

Now looking back at them, Henry knew he had to do his part as well to facilitate their job. He began to describe about his finding about the fog; how he met Mordred, Lancer, and eventually Archer. Then came the worst part, and the one he was the most sad about: the death count.

"I may be slightly off on my calculations, but the number of deaths should be in the hundred thousands. This fog didn't distinguish between male and female, between old and young. It just corrupted everyone until they died. Calling it a poisonous mist wouldn't be far from the truth." Mash and Fujimaru widened their eyes and mouths at the number of victims. Until now, that was the highest death rate throughout all the Singularities. Not even Orleans and Septem, which included wars, had that many people losing their lives.

Seth clicked his tongue silently, although that didn't escape Archer's attentive gaze. 'I have never seen someone respect and disrespect life at the same time like him. Truly fascinating.'

"That's... horrible. We already planned to deal with the fog, but now it has become more urgent." Mash said with a sad tone, something Fujimaru could understand. He was also a little affected by the number, even if they were technically unrelated to him. However, he couldn't let anyone suffer more by that fog, especially after knowing how agonizing and painful their death were courtesy of Jekyll.

"I think I speak for all of us when I say I am glad our objectives align. If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask." Even with the tough situation outside, Henry couldn't help but smile lightly at their readiness to help them.

"Then we will take up on your offer. Your apartment is right above a Leyline, so we can use it to summon our Servants to boost our combat forces." It was Romani who spoke this time. Unlike the joking mood from before, his tone was deadly serious.

"If you think that will be of use, then feel free to do so, but first, let's eat something. I was going to prepare dinner before Mordred came, and I am sure you three can enjoy a moment of peace before going out to fight in the fog." The bespectacled man accepted with no complaints before inviting them to the dinning room next to place they were in.

Seeing nothing harmful with the idea, Mash and Fujimaru agreed and followed the cheering Saber at the mention of food. Henry was right behind, and Lancer, who had been quiet the whole time also followed, not before giving the two sitting men one last look with narrowed eyes.

"Finally alone, huh. Should I even ask what are you doing here, Khronos? I don't recall you having any interests with Humanity's future." Seth said quietly as to not be heard by the nearby people. He didn't expect his prediction to be correct—at least not so soon. Did that mean other Gods were out there as well?

"I could ask the same thing to you, God of Deserts. If memory does not fail me, and it hardly does, you were killed by the White Titan in an attempt to hold it off so that your Pantheon Kin could escape to the Reverse Side."