A Not So Evil God In Fate/Grand Order

When Seth finished Rayshifting, the first thing he did was to check the surroundings. By the looks of it, he was the first to arrive, as always.

The first thing he noticed was he wasn't alone and that he ended up on a pirate ship. The reason he knew that was due to the dozens of pirates who were surrounding him right now.

'Well, not that I expected anything less from Roman.' Seth thought as he ignored the stares and went to the poop deck to take control of the helm.

The pirates were having none of that, though. "Heave right there, lad!" Each one pointed their cutlasses and guns at Seth, trying to intimidate him.

'Interrogation it is, then.' He planned to throw them overboard to fend for themselves, but if they wanted to be of help in getting information, who was he to deny them?

Making use of a speed these guys weren't used to at all, Seth knocked the whole pirate crew out, leaving only one person standing, who immediately dropped his weapon out of shock.

Just as he was about to begin his interrogation, multiple, small flashes of light appeared on the deck. One by one, the Servants, as well as the remaining Master, made their presences known.

"This... What is this?" Fujimaru asked, slightly surprised by the sight of men groaning and lying around like disposable trash.

"They were feeling sleepy, so they are taking a nap," Seth answered as he got closer to the remaining pirate. The soon they know what is going on, the better.

'No, no. No one would believe that.' Everyone there shared the same thought. Even Altera, who regarded him highly, didn't buy his explanation.

"Wait! I'll speak!" The pirate decided to spill things out before this guy got crazy and did to him what he did to the others.

"As effective as ever, I see." Romani's hologram showed up, scratching the back of his head with a wry smile only to be received by the unamused glares of everyone else.

"We are expecting a full explanation of why we ended up in a ship instead of an island, Doctor." Mash glared at the hologram. The safety of her Senpai was the top priority; stuff like this must not happen again!

"It's not my fault. I tried my best, you know?" Romani said while twiddling his fingers, feeling wronged by her words.

"But how did it happen?" Fujimaru wasn't as worried as Mash about it. He had become used to it, which wasn't a good thing, but still. He attributed it to the fact that there weren't many instances of Rayshifting yet, by Dr. Roman's words.

"I don't know with exactitude, but it may be because the Singularity keeps shifting from place to place. We took that into account at the moment of Rayshifting you, but it seems we missed the mark a little. There should still be an island near your location, though." Returning to serious mode, Romani responded to Fujimaru. This particular case was the most difficult they have had up until now. In terms of setting the coordinates of landing, that is.

"He is right, Master. I can see an island in the distance." As soon as he heard the Doctor's explanation, EMIYA began looking around until he finally spotted something.

"As expected of an Archer Servant, your vision is out of this world." Romani honestly praised him. And of course, internally, he was relieved that there was such a thing as an island nearby.

"Have you finished bootl.i.c.k.i.n.g, Roman? I have gotten some information that may be useful for us." Seth approached them, while the pirate he interrogated was unconscious, together with the rest of his crewmates.

"You sure work fast..." Ignoring the bootl.i.c.k.i.n.g part, Romani commented. It has been only a minute at most since the pirate said he would speak, after all.

"Different from you, I'm efficient in what I do. Anyway, the guy said they were all sailing when a bright light enveloped them and transported them to this place. There aren't maps that describe the topography here, and compasses don't work, either. There is an island nearby, which is the one Archer spotted, called Pirate Island. He also spoke about seeing fishes the size of a hill and whatnot, but I wouldn't bet my life on that." Contrary to what he said, he knew the guy was telling the truth.

Just with what the pirate told him, he formed many theories in his head about what was this place, but there was one that stood out the most. 'This place is not Okeanos, but a mixture of all the legendary oceans. I wouldn't be surprised if we saw aquatic creatures from all kinds of mythologies here.'

"It seems he didn't know much. Our next best option would be to head to that island and see if we can find more information there." Zhuge Liang suggested.

"I agree with Caster. The island, just as its name suggests, will surely be filled with pirates, so I don't have much hope for useful information, but something is better than nothing." Sanson doubted the ruffians on that island would know more than the ones here, but it was worth a try.

"The question is, how are we going to get there. Every pirate got knocked out—Oh wait, Altera had a pretty good Riding Skill, right? I believe it was ranked A." Romani said, feeling relieved they were not out of options.

"There is no need to concern yourself with that. I will be the one sailing this ship." Seth's words brought a surprise to some and PTSD to others.

"K-Kuro...are you really, like reeeaaally sure that you know how to do it? Have you ever sailed a ship like this?" Small beads of sweat began falling from Fujimaru's forehead. One thing was the risk of getting thrown in the ocean, and another was repeating the same events that happened in Rome with Nero's sailing!

"I don't know what happened for you to make a face like that, but I assure you that my sailing skills are top-notch. With this type of ship and with better, more high-level ones." Ra's solar barge was not a 3x1m wooden boat. It was, in reality, a giant, technologically advanced ship. Not like he would know, though.

"Nero said the same things as you and she...she..." The young Master began trembling. Without a doubt, Nero's skills left a deep mark in his heart, not in a good light, though.

Seth rolled his eyes, choosing to keep silent. In cases like this, it was best to let one's abilities prove things instead of words.

Taking control of the helm, he began giving orders to the Servants to complete various tasks for smooth sailing. He could use Typhon's powers over winds to get more speed, but if he did that, he was sure Fujimaru would get a heart attack, so he decided against that.

In the meantime, Altera brought the gagged Stheno to him. That way, he would have better control over her actions.

The travel to the island was surprisingly peaceful. The ship didn't do any brusque movements or anything like that. It was the complete opposite of the time with the little Emperor. Now, Fujimaru felt stupid for clinging to the mast as if his life depended on it, but it was better to be safe than sorry, or that's what he told himself.

While their travel was peaceful, disembarking was not. "Woo-hoo! Hey fellas! Thar are some beautiful lookin' women here!" Of course, not everyone became a pirate in search of adventure; there were also people like that.

"...We have to take them out." EMIYA said with an apparent face of disgust. Seeing this type of person didn't bring pleasant memories for some reason.

Archer didn't have time to do anything, though. Just when he materialized his bow, the island seemed to come alive. A massive tremor occurred followed up by the sand of the isle devouring every pirate on sight.

By the looks of things, a certain God had gotten ahead of the Red Bowman. These sc.u.ms were dreaming if they thought he would tolerate their bullshit.

"Well...that certainly looked strange, but they got what they deserved." Sanson despised people like that as much as anyone. These were the guys that deserved an execution from his blade, no matter how dull it has become. After all, to thoroughly terminate with sin, one must become a sinner. To that rule, there has only been one exception.

"But to end up like that is a bit..." Shielder wasn't as convinced, though. Every male, including Fujimaru, frowned at this. Each one with for a different reason, albeit similar.

Everyone's reason except Fujimaru's ranged in that they shouldn't feel pity for people like that, while the Japanese Master understood a bit more. Mash had told him that she never left the installations of Chaldea in her whole life. In essence, she was a sheltered girl, so this type of behavior was somewhat not uncommon. Even so, he knew that they couldn't go around deciding how people died.

While in Rome, he saw people regularly die in the war between the Roman Empire and the United Empire. He knew that it might come as heartless, and it wasn't like he was numb to seeing someone die, but couldn't play God and choose what fate awaited who, they simply didn't have that luxury.

"Arghh..." A voice filled with pain attracted their attention. It seemed a pirate had survived, something quite miraculous considering the fate of the others.

In truth, Seth kept him alive so he could question him. You never know what these guys have seen or heard. Every little piece of information counted to solve this giant puzzle called Okeanos.

"Hey, one-eyed guy. Do you have any idea what's the deal with this place?" Archer asked him, pointing the guy with his bow, ready to shoot.

The pirate had a red bandana on his head, a scar in his remaining eye, and an eye-patch covering his missing one. He was better dressed than the ones they have seen up until now, so the chances of him knowing something more than the usual were high.

"Sorry, lad. I don't know much about what's going on here. However, Boss might know something." For once, this guy looked to be a bit more educated than the others, proved by his way of speaking, which was not as archaic as the others.

"Boss? Who is your Boss?" At least they found a clue to someone that may be able to give them a better reading at the situation. Still, Zhuge Liang didn't hold much hope. As they say, don't expect anything and you will not be disappointed.

"Heh heh heh, don't be surprised... Francis Drake, the best and most excellent pirate on every sea known to man! That would be Boss." He smugly said, as if talking about his achievements.

"Is he trying to act confident just not to be harmed by us?" Da Vinci, who rarely spoke though the communicator, asked.

"Maybe..." Romani certainly didn't have the answer. The way pirates behaved was out of his league. It seemed it would become the norm, though.

"Take us with your Boss or whatever, or I will feed you to the sharks." It seems the pirate fever has also taken root in Seth. If things continued like this, he would become the Pirate King.

"Aye, aye. No need to tell me twice." After saying this, the pirate confidently walked ahead, not scared even one bit. No one here didn't know the mighty name of Francis Drake, after all!

The Chaldeans followed him, leaving the ship with the unconscious pirates ashore. There was nothing Seth couldn't see while in a Sand Field. Were they to wake up and try to leave, he would immediately make the sand swallow them. He hadn't killed them until now because they still had their uses, as little as they may be.

They entered the jungle that was in the center of the island. They didn't meet any other pirates along the way as they were presumably in other parts of the island.

The pirate looked back from time to time to make sure they were following him. This weird behavior continued for a few more minutes until the group finally reached a place where they could hear the sound of voices near their location.

"We are almost there! Now you don't have anywhere to run, prepare yourselves!" The pirate said as he kept walking without looking back now.

"Why is he acting like a thug?" Fujimaru asked to no one in particular. To say he felt weird by his behavior would be an understatement. He looked like the type of guy that is the first to get beaten in a fight.

"Trying to stand out among the masses is something natural, no matter the era. It's even normal to recreate your body into a beautiful masterpiece." Da Vinci winked through the hologram, making everyone present have black lines across their faces.

"Let's ignore her for a bit, shall we? Please prepare for combat in case it's necessary." Romani advised them, trying not to pay attention to the Universal Genius.

"So boring, Roman." Da Vinci pouted but was again ignored by them.

"Francis Drake...he certainly is a great character. The second man to travel around the world after Elcano, and the one to defeat the Invincible Armada. Considering the time, it's probable that he is still alive like Nero was." Mash said before continuing. "Although a corsair in England, Spain considered him a pirate through and through. Seeing how the people we have met so far are, it wouldn't be strange if he was a good-for-nothing thug."

"Watch your mouth, little lass. You can say whatever you want about me, but I won't allow you to badmouth the Boss, ye hear?" The atmosphere around the pirate became increasingly suffocating. It was something he gained through many life and death battles, nothing compared to what these runs have experienced in their short lives.

"S-Sorry..." Mash quickly apologized, understanding that she went a bit far. It differed from pirate to pirate, but they treated each other as family, and no one would stay quiet if someone insulted their family.

"As long as ye understand!" The pirate returned to his laid back attitude, continuing to guide them for a bit more until they got near a small camp.

"Hey, Boss! You have guests!" He shouted to the top of his lungs, to try and offset the volume of the other pirates partying.

"The hell? Who are they? I'm busy drinking my rum here!" A loud voice that somehow contained traces of femininity came from the biggest tent in the camp.

"I don't know, they don't look like pirates, but not like the Royal Army, either!" He answered equally loud. This scene oddly looked like one from Romeo and Juliet, but a crappy version of it.

"Fine, bring them here!" As if giving up in getting any information from this subordinate, the person inside decided to let them come into the tent.

Receiving permission, not that they needed any, they walked forward while being stared at by the whole pirate crew.

"Excuse us," Fujimaru said while entering the tent, followed by the rest. What they saw when they got in was certainly unexpected, but not something that far-fetched at this point. Francis Drake was a woman.

Fate works in mysterious ways, indeed.