What if the Fourth Holy Grail War had an additional Servant? What if this extra Servant was the single most overpowered jerk summonable? No, not THAT overpowered golden jerk. This one makes him look like a saint with the sheer abundance of his ego.
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???: *sigh* Why did we have to buy these plastic chairs instead of sitting on the sofa?
(Y/N): You're not allowed to touch my sofa or any of my stuff in general.
???: You allowed her but not me? Come on, we're old friends! You just met her!
(Y/N): If she's anything like you, I'll just throw her and the sofa out with her and replace it with a new one. You should be honored I'm even looking at you.
???: You just will not let that go, won't you?
(Y/N): You know what you owe me, motherfucker.
Meanwhile, both blond females in the room watched as (Y/N) regarded the elderly gentleman with a look of frigid scorn. Said gentleman raised his hands in a placating gesture.
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KISCHUR ZELRETCH "KALEID TROLLMASTER" SCHWEINORG
(Y/N) turned to one of the aforementioned blondes. In a way, she was the complete opposite of his Mistress in terms of appearance. Red eyes, tall, and with quite the physique.
He snickered at Manaka, who immediately saw his intent and tried to murder him with a glare. Said glare was then directed at the old Magician.
Manaka: Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg, the Second Magician and the Wizard Marshall of the Mages Association.
Zelretch: Ah, it's a pleasure, young miss. I believe we haven't met. But before that, my condolences.
He said this while pointing a look at (Y/N). Manaka nodded sagely.
Manaka: I appreciate it.
(Y/N): Oi, go to hell.
Manaka: Let's skip the pleasantries, then. Why are you here?
Zelretch: It's rather impolite to ask a question without naming yourself first.
Manaka: Fine. My name is Manaka. As you can see, I'm the Master of the moron beside me. Before I ask the question, I didn't think you knew my Servant of all people.
Zelretch: Yes, I do know him. It's, er, a complicated issue.
(Y/N): It really isn't. He's just a sleazy asshole who can't follow through on his word.
???: Mmm-Hmm. You just described him perfectly.
(Y/N): Ha! I like her. Who's she?
Zelretch: Like myself, she was also intrigued by the situation. Her name is-
???: I have a mouth, Kischur.
(Y/N): *smirk* My condolences.
???: *smirk* I appreciate that.
Zelretch: Turning my words against me so soon? Give me a break, you two.
???: Arcueid Brunestud. Arcueid, if you want to keep it simple. It's a pleasure.
