The Delinquent's Grand Order

Tropical Mishap

Lights flashed as the sparks of combat, so fierce and so bright they appeared capable of breaching the virtual setting they were displayed on. Olga knew how this would turn out; they were victorious. Against the Artoria Pendragon who became an avatar of Rhongomyniad, Chaldea managed to overpower her... but it was battle far beyond the normal measures of man or even Heroic Spirits.

Apprehension guided her to pain, Olga's fists knitted against her pale skin, drawing it painfully red. 'Did my father know what the Grand Orders were about? How could he expect anyone, not even all of Team A, to do something about this?!'

Wait, did he even think about them even being able to complete the Grand Order? More questions arose as the Olga who admired her father as the protector of the Human Order was changing colours. It was the only way she'd been able to look past his neglect of her, thinking it over in the context of the bigger picture.

***

"Magic Circuits, stable. The damage to your Spirit Core looks to be healed up. I can't detect any defects on your Spirit Origin and your Saint Graph isn't any different. It's great to finally have you back and ready, Artoria, but don't force yourself."

The King of Knights nodded, but in the medical bay, she was only half-focused on her recovery. If there was any greater troubles she'd experience, it was the news of how the Sixth Singularity had gone down. The recordings helping to make her understand even more the greater problems that came. From the alternate version of herself as the Lion King, her own Knights of the Round Table, both twisted and not, and all the fighting for that decaying holy land in pursuit of a terrible dream.

'Perhaps... then maybe my reign, the one I can only wish would change... it might have been the right one for me. I know for sure that it wasn't the worst.'

"Singularity! Senpai wants you to come, Artoria!" No warning given as Mash bursted through the door, Kiyohime in tow. It was obvious what she wanted, and that was all that Artoria needed to also hurry along. If Kiyhome had a sense of something with their Master, then she needed her chance to shine with it.

Romani sighing. "The medical bay..." he muttered. "Wait, a Singularity! I need to get to the command room as well—" the man cried in a hurry, only to trip and bang his head.

Mash quickly jumping to get Romani. "Come on, Doctor!"

***

Rushing into the command room, Keiji didn't even get the chance to know what the rest of the deal with it was. "Why are we Rayshifting already?!" the dragon Master questioned, noticing Mash, Kiyohime and Artoria in the room.

"These coordinates are a mess!" Romani scrambling for his life and working his best to set a proper course as best as possible with the limited time. "Huh, DIrector?"

"I'm joining this Rayshift too!"

And that was how the situation in the command room went down. A large amount of confusion on what was going on. The natural concern coming from why Olga was suddenly wanting to Rayshift. Last time they checked, the compatibility with her father's treasured creation were like two of the same magnetic poles. No time to think about it with the Rayshifting going haywire.

***

"Why...?"

The first of many questions to come to Keiji's mind as he observed his surroundings. It was a tropical island, that much was clear. At the moment, nothing stretched to him as a surprise. No overwhelming magical energy, but there was no clear direction to go to.

"This might be worse than the Sixth Singularity!" a familiar, leading voice called out. Olga sweating bullets as she wiped her head repeatedly, finding more and more sweat generated.