The battle of Camlann was the end of prosperity, and it was all caused by one person. The bastard son, sometimes nephew, Mordred.
Stubborn, fiery, cunning. There's a lot of ways to describe Mordred, but the biggest is stubborn. Stubborn enough to de...
Idris held on to the interior handle as he stared in shock at Irisviel's driving. "This is why I didn't let you drive earlier!!"
She only laughed as she turned sharply, making Idris clutch his handle even more. He looked at her with a fearful expression as she violently turned the car again.
"Who taught you to drive?!" He screamed as she did another turn. 'Damn this road!'
"Well," she began as she looked at him, causing him to yell at her to 'look the fuck forward', "Kiritsugu taught me back at the castle, mainly in a field. I could go as fast as I wanted there!"
Idris would curse Kiritsugu later due to the car stopping because some weird dude was in the road in front of them.
"Who is that?" Irisviel looked towards Idris, who shrugged in response. "Well why don't you ask?"
"Ask? You want ME, to ASK, who this creepy guy is? Look at him!" He pointed at the dude who was smiling like some crazy person. "Is that someone you ask things from?"
"Just do it," she gave Idris a look as he gulped in slight fear. He nodded as he opened the door, which made the dude moan as Idris quickly closed the door.
"I tried. I fucking tried, Irisviel. But you saw him! He's weird!" Idris was not comfortable with what just happened.
"I'll try," Irisviel told him as she rolled down her window, "Hey! Do you need help?!"
The creepy dude grabbed his face as another sound came out his mouth before he exclaimed, "Jeanne? Jeanne it's me!"
Idris poked his head out his window as the priest looking dude made another sound, "Oh how I've waited for this moment! My beautiful saint, you've returned!"
"Dude!" Idris yelled at him, "I'm not very religious! And who the hell are you?! I've never met you!" Before saying under his breath, "Creepy fucker."
"Don't remember!" The priest started to mumble to himself before grabbing his face again. Idris just looked at Irisviel as he motioned her to get ready to step on the gas, and to keep the car in drive.
"Last I checked I'm not a saint, nor am I an angel!" Idris nodded as Irisviel put the car in drive and moved her feet, "But I'll take you to God anyways!"
The priest looked back at the car as it ran him over, making the car jolt upwards slightly. Within seconds they were out of there as Idris exhaled a breath and he stared at the roof. Before long he started to laugh as he recognized the road they were on. They were about thirty minutes out from the castle so he dematerialized in gold particles and followed Irisviel.
Timeskip, I forgor some things
Idris rematerialized as he laid out on a couch in the main living room as he and Irisviel waited for Kiritsugu to return. He could keep himself physical longer than normal servants due to one of his skills, which is mostly seen with Archer class servants. He already naturally had an abnormally high quality magic circuits that reinforced his naturally large pool of mana. Add in a dragon core and you got a beast of a servant, mana wise.
He felt Irisviel sit in the space his legs left between him and the back of the couch. He closed his eyes as he tried to fall into a sleep like state. Before long he felt a blanket get draped over him, as Irisviel had gotten up before returning.
"Oi, master?" He called out, muffled by the couch. He opened one eye as he stared out a window and saw the glow of the moon.
"Yes Saber?"
"What's your wish?"
"Hmm," he felt the blanket leave him as she got in front of him, "It would to be able to stay with my family. What's your wish, Saber?"
She said it all with a smile, which made Saber smile himself. "My wish, which might come as a bit selfish really, is to be able to just save someone. It doesn't matter who I save, as long as I get the chance to."
"Why do you want to save someone Saber?"
"Because I've never been able to. I couldn't save my parents, my friend, or my sister. I just don't want to be useless, you know? All my life I've tried to save people, but never have I ever been successful. My friend still died, this time to Apollo because I killed Paris. My parents died because they were accused of being daímonas, demons, due to their ability to wield magecraft. My sister was murdered essentially right in front of me. Every corner of my life had been nothing but bad luck, which is kinda ironic due to my mater, my mother, having terrible luck. Never really thought about it."
Idris focused back on Irisviel as he noticed that she seemed lost. So he sat up and sighed, "Sorry for trauma dumping on you, never really had someone I could do this with. Talk about my life and what naught anyways." He let out another sigh as he slowly disappeared in golden particles, "If you need me, just call. Remember, I'm just a moment away. I won't let you or Kiritsugu die if I can help it."
And with that he was gone.
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Sorry for not updating in a while, and for keeping it a short chapter. I just didn't know how to write it fully. On the other hand I figured out how to write the next chapter for Warlord, so expect an update soon from that.
Anyways, have a nice day/night
Bama out
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