Grand Foreigner (Chapters 1- 200)

Chapter 156

Fortunately for Cu Chulainn, the Berserker of a Nurse couldn't chase him indefinitely, hopefully. Unfortunately for Cu Chulainn, the chase lasted long enough for him, lacking the stamina reserves of his alternate versions, to be completely exhausted. Enough so, in fact, that he almost mentally promised to himself, to never again go into lonely, suspicious places alone with girls. Almost, that is, taking that promise back immediately before instantly making another. That, before going anywhere with them, to always ask them about their class. Even if they were offended, it would probably still be much better than having to hide from them for hours later.

He was almost tempted to even make a geas out of it.

However, after finally making sure that the insane Berserker had left him alone — Cu Chulainn was finally able to breathe easily as he took a look at his surroundings. Though, an 'insane' Berserker is quite the tautology, isn't it? Given that being in the Berserker class, the insanity is already implied.

Anyway, as he looked at his surroundings, it didn't take long for him to realize that he had run so far as to leave the entire encampment entirely. In fact, there was nothing but the scorched desert all around him.

With a shrug, Cu started jogging his way back to the camp. A camp that he had distanced himself quite a bit, fleeing in the most noble gentlemanly way from the girl. Indeed, he could not pick a fight with a girl, no? It just wasn't done. Really! Cu Chulainn's reason for fleeing was definitely his nobility and nothing else.

In the end, though, after a few hours, yes, it seems that in his haste he had managed to get quite a distance from the camp, he had managed to return.

Not without some difficulty, though.

By the time that he had started his journey back to the camp, the sun was already starting to set, fully setting when he had reached the location where the camp was. If he hadn't seen a flickering of light illuminating the small camp of tents in harsh shadows, he would probably get lost in the pitch-black desert.

It literally screamed 'trap', or some sort of start to a horror story.

The sight made Cu Chulainn hesitate for a moment, before he could see the figures around the fire.

Even with only her silhouette, Nero was still very distinct, even some alternate form of her. She was sitting by the fire on chairs alongside two other figures that Cu would guess were also Servants, though not ones that he had seen before.

Hmm, actually, come to think of it, Cu Chulainn wondered what he would do if he were to meet an alternate version of him. Say for example meeting his Lancer self, how would he react to that? How would the 'Lancer' him, react? Hmm, didn't Scáthach mention something about that?

Then again, they'll probably just pick a fight against each other. If the Nero in Chaldea were to meet this one though... Jeez, he was shivering just thinking about it, and it's not all because of the cold desert.

Cu Chulainn was afraid of the madness that might result from two Nero being in the same place at the same time.

Shaking his head to put the scary image out of his head, Cu Chulainn approached the fire, making two of the three Servants around the fire to tense for a second at his approach. Evidently, Nero must have said or done something as they calmed down when she noticed that it was him. Something which is just great, a battle-lover he might be, but after being chased by that crazy nurse, he was just not in the mood.

Walking closer, Cu could finally see the figure of the newcomers... Although, from the perspective of the Servants of the camp, it would be Cu Chulainn himself that falls under the umbrella of 'newcomers'.