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Einzbern Manor - Forest Clearing
[@Sageage]-[@Seirei No Hai][/center]

[color=00a99d]"Olivier..."[/color] Roland spoke softly, a rare thing as they sat together in that clearing. [color=00a99d]"If you can help me retrieve my sword, that would be nice."[/color] He said, with a bit of a grumble to his words. [color=00a99d]"To be honest, Durandal was a gift from my uncle, and until I retrieve that, I am not worthy of his love or respect. How am I to greet him on the throne of heroes after this? Losing my symbol?"[/color] In truth, he would like it very much if Olivier found his foe, since the two of them would be victorious despite the odds. 

[color=00a99d]"As for that giant."[/color] Roland had to laugh as he remembered the story. How Olivier had killed that man with his own weapon. [color=00a99d]"At the very least, that is something you have in common with that sword thief. Jack."[/color] Roland had been pondering it for a while, and he had it down exactly. Many heroic spirits had taken things, but there are few who not only could do in the way that green boy did, but with a golden glow. [color=00a99d]"The lights gave it away. It's the golden goose, or the golden harp. You know?"[/color] Reaching out, Roland's only good hand rested on Olivier's shoulder. 

[color=00a99d]"I have fought while my brains leaked out my ears. I guess I can fight with a missing arm too."[/color] He may be at his lowest, but that meant one thing. When he rose, he would be higher than ever before. "My master will need me soon, but I have something I want to discuss with you first."

Roland fell to his knees before Olivier, weight on one, while the other was bent. As if he was about to propose to her. Like he had many many years ago, on the hills of his homeland, after he had faced her in battle. He thought back on that moment, a golden glow in the air and the sky about ready to burst. The paladins weren't there then. Then it was only Roland and Olivier, and Charlemagne watching from a distance. It had been a perfect moment, and every moment since then was perfection when the two were together. 

[center][h3][b][color=00a99d]"Olivier. Once I have regained my honor. Will you marry me?"[/color][/b][/h3][/center]

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His name, is Damu Baka. And he's very lucky for a man who isn't a mage. And a man without a servant. His seals had washed off already, and he had come to accept that the man who told him this was lying. But still, he had a bottle in his hand, careful not to get a drop of water on himself, collecting this for the voice in his head. That voice that had lied to him earlier, but this wasn't nearly as bad as what could have happened earlier. 

And so, the man, having finished his samples, tossed his rubber gloves away, and carried the samples away with him. The voice was very specific about where he should leave this stuff. And then he was gone again. Vanishing into the city again, until the voice needed him again. He still had a use for that man. 

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Attending Church
[@Yukitamas] - [@EnterTheHero][/center]

"Suzaku..." Xerxes was in the main room, holding several vials of water. It was exactly what he expected, but at the very least it offered a great deal of interest. But while doing this, he was speaking to the Master of the man who had turned this church into a factory of sorts. [color=fff79a]"Tell me, how do you feel about Tesla's latest approval into the church?"[/color] He spoke softly, but it might as well have been an accusation. [color=fff79a]"I mean, we came to you. You can see our faces, and the faces of our servants. But this oni creature? She has expressed interest in hurting your servant, for fun no less. And worse, we know nothing about her or her master. She says she has none, but... I highly doubt a creature like that could be independently manifested."[/color]

He was placing the samples away for now, a sigh on his lips. [color=fff79a]"What if he returns with another? And another? I realize there is no harm in allies, but allies must be able to work, and be honest to each other. Is it possible..."[/color] Xerxes looked to Suzaku, as if silently commanding him to cut his contact with Tesla for a moment. [color=fff79a]"Maybe, your servant plans to betray you."[/color]

It was a dire accusation, but not one that hadn't been asked before. Servants and master may be compatible to a degree, but total ability to work together? Xerxes at least knew he had control over his Berserker. And Ludwig's Archer was not the traitorous sort. But this Tesla was a man from the future. A future none of them had experienced yet. They didn't know his legends, not like their servants did. Not even pondering the possibility would be poor judgement for the both of them, especially since Tesla had proven to be such a powerful man, and worse, and archer with the ability to move independently of his master's will. 

[color=fff79a]"I don't mean to judge, but maybe, we should consider the chance that he may kill you, and replace you with another master if he finds one more in line with his beliefs. You don't need him forever, but a man like that. If he could hop from master to master, he may very well seek to keep his operations alive even once the war is over."[/color]