The Mysterious Assassin (Fate Apocrypha x Male Reader)

WILL OF HEAVEN

A/N: As usual sorry if there's any mistake and enjoy.

"I'm so glad you're alive!" exclaimed Astolfo who jumped at the recently conscious boy and hugged him. Astolfo rubbed his head on the boy's chest as he thanks god, ignoring the Ruler next to them.

"Let me see him. Step aside." demanded the Ruler. Her order fell upon deaf ears, she sighs and with her hand she placed it on Astolfo's forehead before pushing him away from the boy and landed on the unconscious body of Gordes who's now without a servant.

The Ruler, Jeanne, placed the palm of her hand onto the boy's chest. She closed her eyes and steady her breath, "Siegfried's heart seems to be functioning fine." said Jeanne. She removed her hand and looked at the boy, "There are no records of such an incident in previous Holy Grail Wars." she informed him.

"Siegfried?" The boy asked, "The Hero from the Song of Nibelungs?" he asked again for clarification. "I have his heart?"

"Don't sweat the details!" Informed Astolfo who's now crawling back to the boy, happy and glad the boy is fine. "You're okay now! That's what matters now right?"

"I cannot deny that." answered Jeanne a troubled look on her face before her eyes widen as she sensed another presence closing on their area.

"Rider." A man called out to Astolfo.

Astolfo stood up and turned towards the man who called out his class name. "Hello, there."  He greeted the man, who revealed to be Darnic their leader and the rest of the servants and masters, calmly though his calmness slowly fades as he sees a pale looking body being carried by the hands of their berserker in bride outfit; But before he was able to speak regarding the extra body Darnic cuts him off.

"Rider, care to explain?" Darnic asked. "Who is this Servant here?"

"I'm Ruler, in charge of overseeing this Holy Grail War." answered Jeanne herself as Caster materialized behind her. "Who is the boy you're bringing with you?" it  was her turn to ask.

There was a short pause before Darnic answered, "A trespasser."

"I see." was what Jeanne let out, "I assume you'll be calling the law enforcement to deal a fitting punishment correct?"

"Yes." Darnic responded.

"Seeing as he'll be returning to town, I'll take the boy you have with you with me." The Ruler demanded. "That way the matters will be handled quicker."

"I'm afraid not." Darnic denied, "As you can see the boy with us is currently in a grave injury without any proper treatment he'll die." he reasoned.

Jeanne turned her head toward a certain archer who's holding his master's wheelchair. "Archer of Black,  Chiron." she said, "A wise sage who taught many  that would later became famous Greek Heroes and one of them managed to earn the title of Gods of Medicine, healing, rejuvenation and physicians if I'm not wrong."

"You are correct." answered Chiron, "Asclepius was one of the many pupils I had."

"Then surely you're quite well verse with healing mage craft. One must know them in order to teach them after all." said Jeanne, "That said, Heal the boy immediately." she ordered with a stern voice.

Archer made eye contact with Darnic, waiting for his order.  "Archer, do what the ruler wants. Heal the boy and hand him over to her." he ordered and Archer did just that. 

The boy was laid nearby ruler's grasp before being healed or at least closed the wound. "He should be alright, he lost a lot of blood but with proper rest and enough food he'll be up in no time." Chiron advised.