A Not So Evil God In Fate/Grand Order

"Mash, you stay out of this. I will defeat Sir Lancelot myself." Artoria said to the Servant beside her and without waiting for a response she clashed once again with the Mad Knight.

"Arrrrrrrtttttthuuuuurrrrrr!!!" Like a broken record, Lancelot repeated the same words with all the hate that invaded his being.

The Berserker Servant received her attack without backing down, after intercepting her sword he surprised Saber by stomping his foot on the hilt of a fallen sword making it elevate before being caught and transformed by Lancelot.

With one sword blocking Saber's he got a free chance for an attack with the new one. As the new sword was descending to cut Artoria in half, she jumped back barely dodging the slash.

Back at square one, they repeated the same and action and charged against each other. Lancelot having two swords was proving to be a disadvantage for the female knight, while he could use one sword to block and another to strike, Saber had to dodge the majority of attacks less she wanted to repeat the same situation as before.

"Arrrrgggghhhh" With a mad howl, Lancelot struck with both sword in a different tempo to narrow down Artoria's possibilities of evading.

Fortunately for Saber and sadly for him, Her Instinct B ability kicked in showing her a path to avoid a fatal end. Moving to the side of the slower sword, she hit its side with Excalibur Morgan and taking advantage of her momentum, she did a spin in mid-air activating her Charisma E ability for a little more power before striking Lancelot's waist. "There!" At Saber's shout, the Berserker was sent flying with a deep wound that could be seen through his cracked armor.

"As my former knight, I will put an end to the madness that has taken over you, together with your life." Artoria said while walking toward the fallen Lancelot.

For his part, the black Servant was slowly getting up. Hearing her words Lancelot showed a response, "M-My...Ki—...Arrrrrrrrr." Just when it seemed he was going to utter his first sane words madness took over him once more and without a care for his injury, he dashed at her to resume their fight.

"Will she be fine?" Mash asked getting closer together with Fujimaru to Siegfried and Seth's position. The young Master shared her concerns.

"Do you trust her?" Seth responded to her question with another question.

"Yes, we do!" Both replied at the same time in synchrony.

"Then you already have your answer. I don't know her that well but she probably just needs to come to terms with the fact she is going to have to fight against people who once fought by her side sooner or later. Once that is done, she will become even stronger than before. That's what I think at least." He told them his honest opinion on the matter.

"I agree with his words. Of course, I never was in such a situation so my words may not be useful, I'm sorry." The Dragon Slayer was of the same thought as his Master who at this point didn't want to bother anymore telling Siegfried to stop apologizing for every single thing.

"Besides Saber, I'm worried about the French Army. Jeanne is helping them right now but once the battle between her and Lancelot is over we will need to keep moving to avoid getting spotted by Jeanne Alter, at that point the soldiers will be left alone to fend off for themselves against the Wyverns." Mash said switching her gaze to the battle between men and beasts.

"Don't worry about that, once Artoria kills little thief over there I will use Siegfried's sword to kill grand part of the remaining Wyverns." Seth pointed at Lancelot before pointing at the Wyverns at the distance as no more of them dared to get closer to the group anymore.

Just as he finished his words, an annoying voice they haven't heard in a long time made itself present. "WHAT? YOU CAN USE THE NOBLE PHANTASM OF A HEROIC SPIRIT?!" Romani said surprised before following up with more nonsense, "Are you a Pseudo-Servant after all? Or a Demi-Servant like Mash?"

Although Fujimaru and Mash didn't speak, Dr. Roman said what was on both of their minds, this was too much for them to keep up. On the other hand, Siegfried was surprised his Master needed his sword but was willing to lend it if he asked, after all, it was just a good piece of metal in his hands right now, he felt terribly sorry...

"Don't scream like that, I have enough with the other Jeanne cursing my whole existence with every profanity she can think of every two seconds. Second, don't let your imagination run wild. I said I was going to use the sword, I've never said I was going to use the Noble Phantasm. I just need it for its dragon-slaying properties. Third, where have you been? Stop skipping work and do your job." What started as a clarification turned into full beratement.

"Aha...ahaha..." Romani scratched his head while laughing awkwardly. Doing a fake cough, he regained his 'act of responsible Acting Director'. "Actually, I have a good reason. We were testing things on our side to improve communications and the transport of materials and provisions in general."

"..." They just kept quiet looking at him like they didn't believe a thing. Seeing all the gazes that were directed at him he couldn't help but want to cry.

"Magi☆Mari, what do I do when my friends hurt my feelings?" Dr. Roman asked his internet idol for emotional support.

"Why don't you just kill yourself?~☆" What came was a merciless response.

"That's harsh! Not you too!" With not backing he went to a corner do draw circles in the ground.

"Okay~ Now that Romani is in his own world, it's time for Da Vinci-chan to take the scene. I wanted to tell you guys to be careful especially you, Fujimaru. These constant battles have drained a lot of your reserves. When this is over, make sure to take a well-deserved rest, okay?" Da Vinci's voice came after the Doctor left.

"Da Vinci is right, Master. You are starting to look a little pale." Mash said seeing Fujimaru's condition that looked worse by the second with all the magical energy Saber was taking from him.

"Working hard is good and all but make sure to rest from time to time, okay?" Marie smiling but a little worry was seen on her face.

"Maria is right. Nothing good comes from overworking, I can attest to that." Amadeus followed up.

"It's okay, providing magical energy it's pretty much all I can do. I don't mind a little bit of sickness." He smiled at them.

"Right..." Mash said a little unsurely.

As they were having their little chat, Artoria continued battling Lancelot who was getting slower by the second due to the big wound on his side.

Saber knew she needed to hurry, better than anyone she could feel how the flow of magical energy from her Master to her was getting irregular, meaning that if he continued to supply more he would be in trouble sooner or later.

'Looking at it this way, both Sir Lancelot and I need to finish this battle as soon as possible.' Saber thought while continuing to assault the wounded knight.

Lancelot not only used his sword but he also used his free arm to attack. Mad or not, there was no doubt about his ability, he perfectly knew that he couldn't rely solely upon his Pseudo Noble Phantasm otherwise it would break and that meant his death.

Saber put her left foot forward to gain a little momentum and with both hands slashed horizontally in direction of Lancelot's neck.

"Arrrrrrrrr" With his characteristical howl, Lancelot ducked his whole torso effectively dodging her blow before responding with an upward diagonal slash.

Due to inertia, Artoria's sword couldn't return in time to block Berserker's attack. Seeing a dead end, her instincts kicked in once more.

Her right hand left the handle of Excalibur Morgan, raising her right knee and elbowing downward she managed to stop his blow and stop her rotation. Sadly, she didn't manage to stop the sword on time and received a small cut in the same place Lancelot received his.

She grunted in pain a bit but otherwise continued. Taking advantage of the sword's momentum she rotated her arm and changed its trajectory, the sword that was going sideways raised to the sky, before coming down to Lancelot.

Still trying to free his sword from the hold of Saber's knee and elbow he extended his free hand and grabbed Excalibur Morgan before it cut him in two, not before the sword continued its path and stuck itself on his shoulder.

Little by little, Lancelot was taking the sword out of his flesh at the same he tried to take control of it. However, Saber was having none of it. "Haaah!!" With one last shout, she activated her Mana Burst A. Her sword got clad in purple light and its pressure amplified.

Like a man trying to stop a truck with his own hands, Lancelot's resistance became nothing. Without much suspense, the black sword cut his flesh from top to bottom making blood gush from his wounds to land on Artoria's face. If she felt disgusted or any kind of repulsion, she showed none of it.

Without the strength to keep standing anymore, Lancelot slowly fell to the ground on his back. Panting a little, The King of Knights approached his fallen knight and kneeled beside his body.

"Sir Lancelot, as your former King I promise you. The people who dared to trample upon the honor of a Knight will receive the wrath of Excalibur." Saber told Lancelot, even if he couldn't understand what she was saying or it sounded ironic due to what she had become but she felt these were the appropriate words to say at a time like this.

Contrary to her expectations, Lancelot managed to squeeze some words as he was fading out. "My...King...Thank Yo—" Before he could finish he faded away but the meaning of his words, his thanks, was clearly heard by Saber. That's all that mattered for him.

Once the battle was over, Fujimaru suddenly felt all the exhaustion he didn't have before come back to him. He staggered a little before being supported by Mash.

"Senpai, are you okay?" She asked concerned seeing the paleness of his skin.

"Yeah...I just need a little rest, thanks for worrying." He said a little weakly. It seems that last Mana Burst took a toll on him.

Artoria slowly walked to the group, once she was in front of her Master, she apologized. "I'm...sorry, but it was something that I needed to do." She wasn't used to accustomed to apologizing so it came out a little awkward.

However, Fujimaru just gave a smile to her. "It's okay, I understand. This was important to you, right? Then you don't need to apologize."

Seeing him understanding, Saber gave him a heartfelt nod of thanks before looking at the other battle currently ongoing. "It seems those soldiers aren't having it easy."

"Don't worry about it, now that you are here there is no reason to stay in this place any longer." Seth said before giving Jeanne a mental message. 'Ruler, come back. There are no more Servants here, our work is done.'

'But if we go now, these soldiers will surely die! I can't allow that!' Jeanne refused to abandon the soldiers, causing Seth to nearly scream in frustration. To him, all his Servants, even if they were just two, gave him all sorts of troubles. Was his charisma that low? He wondered.

'Stop acting like a child who doesn't get the toys he wants and come here, I will deal with the remaining Wyverns once you are here. Otherwise, the soldiers will attack you the moment they don't have to worry about them.' He clarified so she didn't complain anymore. Age didn't teach you how to deal with kids it seemed.

'Oh...I apologize for misunderstanding...' She embarrassedly replied.

'Don't apologize, I have enough with Siegfried, now COME HERE!' He emphasized the last part. Complying with his orders, Jeanne separated from the battle and with large jumps reunited with the rest.

"Nice job you there Jeanne, you prevented the French Army from being overwhelmed." Marie congratulated her.

"No, it's just what I needed to do, at least from my perspective." She humbly replied.

"I will be borrowing your sword for a moment, Siegfried." Now that everyone was here, Seth turned to his wounded Servant who nodded and gave him Balmung.

'I haven't touched a sword in thousands of years but I guess I can do something.' Having received the dragon-slaying sword from his Servant, Seth closed his eyes and breathed in and out before infusing it with his mana. Dark mana traveled from his hand to the sword forming a layer of corrupting energy, making it seem like the sword had turned black.

It would be a lie to say Siegfried wasn't worried about his sword but Seth told him through a mental message not to worry as this was temporary, effectively calming him if only a little.

Once he finished covering the sword, he slashed in the direction of the Wyverns that were further from the soldiers as to not kill them with his attack.

A similar beam as the one Siegfried had used against Fafnir, albeit a little darker, was released from the sword. Too late to react, not that they could have done anything even if they reacted early, the Wyverns were disintegrated without a struggle.

Now, the only Wyverns alive were the ones who were too close to the soldier but their numbers weren't big. Around fifty at most, something that wouldn't pose any trouble with their cannons.

"Amazing! Now those soldiers will have it easier to fight, nicely done!" Dr. Roman congratulated from the side once it was all over. Seth ignored him and handed back Balmung who at this point has returned to normal to his Servant.

"Let's go, we are done here." Seth said before turning around with Siegfried.

Jeanne looked to the soldiers one more time with reluctance before following. Marie, who saw her like this couldn't help but ask. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, thank you. But I'm fine, thanks for the concern." The Saint replied to her friend.

"Wait! Jeanne, you are the real one, aren't you? Not the Dragon Witch, but the true saint!" Gilles' voice was heard from the battlefield. Jeanne stopped for a second before resuming her walk.

"Jeanne—" Gilles continued before multiple pillars of black fire elevated themselves from the ground blocking his view of her.

"Commander, what's wrong? Why did they attack their own allies?" A confused soldier asked Gilles who in turn just shook his head.

"I don't know, this seems too strange. Make sure to review all the information we had about the Dragon Witch, this may seem crazy but there are probably two Jeannes, one being an impostor and the other being the real one." He ordered his second in command before focusing on the ongoing battle.

'I will get to the end of this, Jeanne. I promise!'