Chapter 11: Second Servant is...

“Thanks for the fun, boy,” Arch said with a chuckle. “Let me reward you for that.”

[Generating a Task from your desires...]

['Summoning a Servant' Task is now available.]

[Task #2: Summoning a Servant]

[Objective: Summon a Servant to aid you in the Holy Grail War]

[Difficulty: C-Rank]

[Rewards: 1 X Premium Gacha Coupon]

[Would you like to accept this Task?]

“Just teaching how to use this to full potential.”

‘Alright, you win. I’ll start using this system to get rewarded for everything I do in daily life.’

“I won’t reward you if it’s not anything hard!”

‘Summoning a servant is hard?’

“It isn’t. But the consequences are.”

‘What consequences?’

An unease filled my heart.

“You’re about to flip the war upside down with this move. Everything you know about the upcoming events will change... Do you still wish to proceed?”

‘Sakura having a crush on me has already chanlreanged plenty. I was ready for the so-called butterfly effect the moment I made my decision to participate. So...’

I accepted the quest to dismiss the window blocking my sight.

‘Artoria, Gilgamesh, Heracles, Lancer, or even the fucking Zouken, let them line up. I’m gonna defeat them and win for Mom.’

Arch fell silent this time.

“...You momcon idiot.”

‘Yes. That’s me, and I’m proud of it.’

Arch didn’t say a thing after that.

Medea wiped the tears at the corner of her eyes after laughing at my blunder.

“Forgive me, Master… your clueless expression was too…” She coughed again. “My Noble Phantasm isn’t sharp enough to cut Master’s skin… Master, are you even human?”

“I don’t think I am human.” I shook my head and stretched my hand. “Cut it. I’ll use my blood as a catalyst.”

“That’d be…”

She took my hand and traced her glowing finger on my palm. A frigid sensation seeped into my veins before droplets of blood dripped down on the magic circle. The wound closed back as if the cut wasn’t there in the first place.

The blood trickled into the blue magic circle, burning brighter and brighter until it burst into fragments.

I stepped back and held my breath. Medea hid the Rule Breaker and summoned her staff, ready to explode into action for any unexpected development.

Black petals swirled around, carrying a pleasant aroma. A mild itch enveloped my left hand—the three commands spell appeared.

Summoning done!

[Task completed. Well done!]

[1 x Premium Gacha coupon received.]

“So that’s how it feels to be called by the Throne of Heroes.”

A sensual voice drifted into the room. Calling it sensual might be a big understatement. It was downright seductive.

Then, the servant materialized amidst the black petals.

My eyes couldn’t go any wider.

A woman wrapped in a jet black dress with unusually long tapered ears like those of elves, and an elegant face adorned with a wide grin.

Out of all servants, I never expected her to be summoned. I didn’t know whether to celebrate from Semiramis’s appearance or cry because my blood attracted the Queen of Poisons.

Was my blood that toxic?

“Are you my Master, the person who summoned?” Semiramis wrapped a hand around her waist and held her chin. “You do indeed possess magic power of some caliber. Such a fine young man burdened with the fate to win a cruel war... What a shame.”

My mental age has almost reached forty—not young by any standard!

“Shouldn’t that be common in your era?” Medea interrupted with her own question as she walked to my side and stared at Semiramis. “You hold impressive magic power for an Assassin-class Servant.”

Semiramis narrowed her golden eyes on Medea. “I can say the same to you… Caster. Why is another servant contracted with you? Pray tell, Master.”

“Master, I do not trust this woman,” Medea said through some kind of telepathy. “She reminds me of the depraved wench married to that man.”

She wasn’t wrong. Semiramis had a long history of being on both sides of backstabbing. She poisoned the king to steal the throne. Well, the guy had it coming after he forced her away from her husband, some kind of minor character I forgot.

So many characters and waifus. The Fate Universe spun in a spiral, a mess through and through.

I shook my head. “Assassin, Caster is also my servant. I’d be grateful if you don’t look at her with such hostility.”

Semiramis flipped her hand and black petals landed on her hand.

“This house reeks. Remnants of its past haunt every corner,” she said and scattered the petals with a blow.

With mischief dazzling in her golden eyes, she gazed at me.

No.

Her eyes trained on something behind.

“Am I right, Spirit of vengeance?”

Now I was officially out of the loop. Could she be talking about the ghost haunting me? That’s the only being qualified to be called Spirit of Vengeance.

“Ah, sorry for saying unnecessary things. Let’s introduce ourselves.” She held out her hand. The bronze spike protruding from her palm gave me chills. She leaned forward with a playful smile, emphasizing her breasts barely hidden underneath her dress. “The world’s oldest poisoner. My Master, are you truly certain that you wield Semiramis in this war?”

She had Assassin Class, yet she excelled in using Magecraft and summoning phantasmal beasts. Her Noble Phantasm “The Hanging Gardens of Babylon” was just built differently. The overpowered fortress was one of the sickest things ever created in any anime. Defeating Goldie will be a lot easier with a massive flying fortress.

“Only a masochist will shake hands with you,” I said. “And you can call me Haruki if you want.”

“Master Haruki.” Semiramis nodded before pulling her hand. “First of all, where is my throne? Don’t say you didn’t prepare it… it’s fine. I will make do with anything. Just take me out of this small place. I’m suffocating!”

“Master, this woman disgusts me.”

I had to agree with Medea on this one. How dare she call the place Mom bought with her blood and sweat as suffocating! ...Then again, Semiramis was a genuine queen who ruled a kingdom for decades.

Well, we’ll have to put aside our differences in order to win.