Master of Novum Chaldea

-The Mansion of Camelot(Still under construction to become a castle)

There was an awkward atmosphere between Ritsuka and his servants as Morgan glared at the woman they summoned just recently aside from Melusine. Her face was so similar to Morgan's that they might be mistaken for twins.

"Master, your orders?"

The woman said solemnly as she answered his summon without hesitation. Her blonde hair, silver armor, and blue cloth make her dress perfect—a very definition of a Knight. Artoria Pendragon, the King of the Knights, responds to his calling.

"So, your here, wretched red dragon... I should just erase your information in the Spirit Origin List."

Morgan said spitefully though Artoria closed her eyes and did not respond to her provocation. Meanwhile, Ritsuka did not know what to do. His E-Rank was doing him misery yet again. Despite that, he coughs loudly to make all his servants look at him simultaneously.

"Everyone, please listen to me."

All his servants look at him solemnly as they see the silhouette of the Master that once finishes the Grand Order that saves humanity and the world not once but more than many to count. A person much more fit to have a slot on the Throne of Heroes than them- Ritsuka Fujimaru, the Master of Novum Chaldea.

"Now that our objective to finish the Grand Order was already completed. There's nothing we really need to do, but... please, one more time, will you lend your strength to me?"

Ritsuka wholeheartedly said as he bowed to his servants with sincerity. Meanwhile, Morgan left her seat and decided to help him stand up as Artoria and Melusine kneeled to him while looking at him seriously.

"My Master, my husband, there's nothing to be begged about. Helping his husband was always the duty of the wife."

Morgan said as she held her Master's hand firmly. She was making Ritsuka blankly look at her because of the boldness Morgan would always say to him. Her relationship with him that was neither true nor false. But it was a genuine feeling she always conveyed to him.

(Would she agree to it if I said we should really marry? Would she say yes? That was impossible, right?)

Ritsuka had a feeling that if he said those thoughts, they might do a ceremony that would shock not only him but the whole world, as Morgan would always do some flashy event befitting her status as queen.

"My name is Albion. The last dragon that opens the boundary. I will eliminate all my Masters' enemies."

"My sword is always with you. If my sword can aid you, Master, I'll do everything I can to help you."

Ritsuka's other servants respond to his plea thoughtfully. Making all pressure of responsibility as a Master started to pressure him yet again.

"Thanks, everyone."

Still, Ritsuka just smiled at them as if the pressure was always the thing that would always push him forward. Then he coughed again, describing his actual situation and how they could solve it.

"Then, first, we need to assess our situation. After that, something like a goal to accomplish. Then maybe find a way back home, but the last part was not really our priority."

Ritsuka said the outline that was already in his mind and made all the servants contemplate his statement regarding their situation and goals to accomplish.

"First would be summoning servants as many as possible. Our objective as servants is to protect our Master, which has always been our priority."

Morgan said as a matter of fact as she glanced at the other two servants, who did not object to her statement.

"Well, as Master of many servants. Master could handle them given his experience on Chaldea as a Master."

"Hehe, Don't worry, master, as your number one servant. I'm going to rein those who disobey Master. It was the responsibility of the strong, after all."

Artoria nodded as she knew that Ritsuka would always handle his servant perfectly like always before. Meanwhile, Mesuline statement brought a glare in her direction.

"Then, laying low would be our next move, right?"

"Yes, as much I want to declare our presence to this world. This world was nothing to trifle about. Recently I encountered some divine beings though I managed to subdue them. Thankfully there is no Gaia to stop our degradation, so where in our prime state. And we also can get stronger."

Morgan said her assessment of this world. As a Fae, Mage, and Witch, her insight into this world was already in her grasp. However, she needs some evidence to prove them. The genius that hailed on her history was now in full throttle to impress her Master.

"I see. Then our priority would be..."

"Getting resources."

Morgan answers him. She was making Ritsuka start to sweat on his back. A feeling that he would always want to avoid no matter what.

(What? Grinding mats again!? #@@$)

Thus, Ritsuka started his journey to get as many resources as possible in another world, but...

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-Kouh Town, ????

"Heh, did you think that kid has a Sacred Gear?"

A middle-aged-looking man with short black hair and dark blue eyes said to Fallen Angel woman who was dress very erotically and revealing.

Her eyes looked at the male student with short spiky brown hair who was together with black hair male student.

"That's why I'm going to confirm it."

The Fallen Angel started to transform into her disguise with a more prim and proper appearance, dressing in some school uniform that could capture any innocent male students.

"First, shall I start with talking and dating him? Then I'm going to kill him..."

The woman said sadistically while the middle-aged-looking man just shook his head and started leaving the woman behind his back.

"Hahhh~ what kind of expression would he make after I kill him as his girlfriend... I can't wait."

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Profile no.4

Name: Artoria Pendragon

Class: Saber

Gender: Female

Alignment: Lawful-Good

Bond Level: MAX (Willing to sacrifice her life for her Master.)

Noble Phantasm: Excalibur -Sword of Promised Victory (Anti-Fortress) Rank: A++

A weapon not forged by man but a Divine Construct forged within the Planet. The Noble Phantasm is the greatest of all sacred swords. Lies within its sheath, which is said to be lost forever.

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An idealistic king who believes a good living and a good life is all anyone needs. She protects the weak, punishes the strong, and is an all-around completely faultless person.

She was always calm and steady, she is always serious and a model human being ...But, even though she doesn't say it out loud, she hates losing. She doesn't go easy on herself and feels great remorse when she loses.

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*Author's Note: (Aside from using them in my fanfic, the source on the profile did not come from me, and I do not claim any character created by the original author themselves.)

The story would heavily focus on other characters, so do not expect my MC to do the whole story. And the original plot won't change much aside from MC flexing his powers(servants).

My plan for MC was to be incarnated as a devil. What do you think, guys?

My English is not that good(Very BAD). So comment on any paragraph to correct it would be appreciated.