My Chat Group Is Really Too Strange

What kind of Master abandons their own Servant? Unqualified! Absolutely unqualified!

"Uh, so, Director, have you ever been a Master?" Mo Wang blinked and looked at Olga Marie in confusion.

She had clearly never been a Master, so where had she dug up all these strange rules?

It couldn't have come from the office of some guy who had died from overwork, could it?

"Besides, Mashu's carrying such a huge shield, so she isn't really suited for direct combat, right? I can finish this kind of job in one minute. There's no need to call on my junior."

It wasn't that Mo Wang looked down on Mashu.

The main thing was that whenever he thought about how Mashu's weapon was actually King Arthur's dining table—not really—he could barely keep a straight face. (Why was it King Arthur's dining table, you ask? Are you saying Saber wasn't allowed to have a meal during meetings?)

Even if shields were the greatest weapon, shouldn't Mashu at least be given a gun?

If she just kept smashing things with that shield, Mashu would be exhausted to death in under an hour.

If Mashu could release her Noble Phantasm right now, she might be able to play a greater role.

But the problem was that Mashu couldn't.

Mashu in her current state was a complete blank slate!

Charging forward with a shield wasn't like being some guy who fought all day long.

"None of your business!" Olga Marie was furious. Just as she was about to punch Mo Wang in the head with her little fist, he suddenly pulled her into his arms.

"Mo, Mo Wang...!"

Caught in Mo Wang's sudden embrace, Olga Marie stammered out his name.

The unexpected move nearly caused Olga Marie's mind to crash.

But before Olga Marie could figure out what Mo Wang was doing—

Mo Wang suddenly leaped into the air with both Olga Marie and Mashu.

In the next instant, an arrow landed exactly where they had just been standing.

Boom!

The explosion from the arrow even blasted a crater into the surrounding area.

"W-what was that...?"

After landing, Olga Marie and Mashu stared at the spot where they had been standing, still shaken.

If Mo Wang had not been there, they would probably have been blown half to death by now.

"This is bad! Director, there's an extremely powerful reaction near you! Judging from the readings, the other party should be a Servant!"

Dr. Roman hurriedly reported to Olga Marie and the others.

"No need to tell us, Doctor. We can already see that."

Mo Wang looked up to see a white-haired man standing on the rooftop, staring down at them with cold eyes.

PS: I wanted to have dinner with a good bro, but he had to attend a funeral during the New Year and was going back to work on the sixth day of the lunar new year.

Wait, why am I still in school? (thinking.jpg)2

This Isn't Shirou, This Is a Bulldozer

"A Servant?!"

When Olga Marie saw the white-haired man above them, her expression became grave.

To most people, Servants were invincible beings.

When ordinary magi encountered a Servant, death was usually their only option.

Only the very best of the best among magi had any chance of dealing with one.

On Mo Wang's side, aside from Mo Wang himself, there was also Mashu, a Demi-Servant.

The other side had only one Servant.

For now, the advantage should have been theirs.

Yet Olga Marie did not lower her guard.

"Judging by that attack just now, he should be an Archer. The question is, what is his true identity?"

Olga Marie pondered deeply, trying to spot something on him that could reveal his identity.

Fighting a Servant without any intelligence was extremely dangerous.

"Oh! It's Red A! A living Red A!"

Yet while Olga Marie was still analyzing who he might be, Mo Wang had already shouted Red A's name and pulled out his phone to take pictures.

"Hm? Red A? Was there a historical hero with that name?" Olga Marie looked at Mo Wang in confusion, then suddenly realized something. "No, wait. You know this Servant?"

"Huh? Red A is Red A. What's not to know? Shirou Emiya."

As Mo Wang spoke, his hands never stopped moving as he continued taking photos of Red A.

This was the Fate series' original jack-of-all-trades, after all. With nothing more than basic Projection Magic, he could even take down that cheat Golden Gilgamesh.

In other worlds, he was a ruthless man who could single-handedly bring a Holy Grail War to an end.

After becoming a Heroic Spirit, he became Alaya's dedicated worker, killing his way through world after world.

Of course, if that were all, Mo Wang would not have been this excited.

After all, the real Red A was just a senior corporate slave.

In an age when the Counter Force's prestige had been falling year after year, Red A, one of Alaya's subordinates, was nearly out of prestige himself.

What Mo Wang truly cared about was Red A's original self: Shirou Emiya, the man nicknamed the Bulldozer.

Back then, Fate/stay night had titles like "Seven Days to Teach You How to Win a Girl," "A Hands-On Guide for Warm Men: How to Build a Harem in Seven Days," and "The Legend of the Fastest Girl-Conquering Strategy."

To conquer at least four beautiful girls with entirely different personalities in seven days, Shirou had more than earned the title of Bulldozer.

What a pity. He had gone to Africa to work for several years, and his hair had turned white while his skin had turned dark.

Though he was starting to resemble Uncle Black, the Bulldozer title was gone.

Mm, and he had also gained the skill Sword Bone.

"Huh? Shirou Emiya? That name sounds familiar."

Olga Marie stared at Mo Wang blankly.

Why did that name sound familiar to her?

Which historical hero was it? Why couldn't she remember?

"Oh, at this point in time, he should still be a student at the Clock Tower. It's normal that you don't know him."

Olga Marie:?

A student? Were you serious?

"A future Heroic Spirit. The Throne of Heroes never had any strict rule saying that it could only summon people from the past. As long as the item is right, future Servants can be summoned too. It's perfectly normal."

"And there's no rule saying that Clock Tower magi can't become Heroic Spirits."

Olga Marie: (＃°Д°)

"I understand the logic, but how do you know all this?"

"Hm? A guy named Nasu Kinoko told me." Mo Wang spread his hands, indicating that all questions should be directed at some mushroom. It had nothing to do with him.

"Senior! Director, that Servant seems to be moving!"

Mashu warned Olga Marie and Mo Wang.

Red A gave Mo Wang a deep look, but showed no intention of attacking.

Then, a pitch-black figure appeared in the nearby street.

"New... prey?" The black-robed Assassin appeared, and the killing intent filling the air stabbed toward the humans before him like swords.

Yet he was somewhat surprised, because these humans did not seem afraid of them.

"Director! This is bad! Several more Servant reactions have appeared near you!"

Dr. Roman's voice rang out in everyone's ears again at just the right moment.

"Thank you, Romani. It would be even better if you could say it a little faster, before we noticed them ourselves."

Olga Marie complained.

"Wait, that's a Servant too? Why is he so black?"

Not only Olga Marie, but even Mashu beside her found it strange.

Why was this Servant so black that even his face could not be seen?

"Oh, my Hassan, how did you suddenly become so black?"

"You were already dark enough before, but now you're as black as a lump of mud."

Mo Wang mocked Hassan.

Red A's face was black at most.

How had these guys become shadows?

And somehow, they had tossed away their intelligence along with it.

Of course, Mo Wang knew that these people had merely become Shadow Servants, not actually turned black.

In FGO's original setting, Shadow Servants were extremely rare.

Mo Wang only vaguely knew that Shadow Servants were fakes formed by combining the remnants of a Heroic Spirit's Saint Graph with the surrounding mana and resentment. They were shadow-like beings, spiritual entities one step short of heroes and unqualified to become Servants; or Heroic Spirits who existed only as shadows because their summoner was too weak or their summoning circle incomplete.

Compared to genuine Servants, they might not even possess half their strength.

"Hey! Don't underestimate him! Even if he looks weak, he isn't someone an ordinary magus can handle!"

Roman warned Mo Wang.

"Relax. Do I look weak?" As Mo Wang spoke, he somehow pulled out another serving of fried chicken and watermelon.

"Hey, buddy, want some fried chicken? It goes better with watermelon."

"The Holy... I will obtain it!" Faced with Mo Wang's words, the Shadow Servant with Cursed Arm Hassan's appearance gave an excited but irrelevant reply.

"Sigh, looks like becoming a Shadow Servant means losing your brain too. Now you're not even qualified to pick cotton."

After saying that, Mo Wang stuffed the watermelon and fried chicken into the Director's and his junior's hands.

"Good thing I'm kind-hearted. I can't stand seeing people suffer."

"In that case, let me stretch a little."

PS: Gah, didn't I leave at eight? How did it become ten-thirty after I got back? Did I get hit by Crimson King?

What Kind of Novice Magus Can Tear Apart a Servant Barehanded?

"Calm down, Mo Wang! That's a Servant! You don't need to defeat an enemy you can't defeat!"

Olga Marie was startled when she saw Mo Wang walking toward the Shadow Servant!

No matter how weak a Servant was, it was still a Servant!

You were a magus who only knew two spells in total, and you were planning to fight it just like that?

You did not even have a weapon in your hand?

No, weren't you being way too confident?

And it was not just Olga Marie. Even a certain blue big dog hiding in the shadows was stunned.

"Are magi these days all this brave?" Cú Chulainn, concealed in the darkness, watched Mo Wang with a twitching mouth.

Originally, he had planned to form a contract with this guy. But the other party's brain seemed a little abnormal? Maybe he should choose that little girl instead?

Ever since Mo Wang and the others had arrived at Tohsaka Estate, he had been watching them.

When he saw Mo Wang use Projection Magic to mow down a group of skeleton soldiers like trash mobs, Cú Chulainn had thought this guy was fairly capable.

That was why he had wanted to choose him as his Master, defeat that Saber, and end this ridiculous Holy Grail War.

But now, this magus did not seem as reliable as he had imagined.