Chapter 8: Homework
"Runecraft originated itself in Scandinavia." Goetia began, Lysithea furiously jotting down notes as he continued to speak "From that, there are three different types of Runes." Goetia held up his hand and raised a corresponding finger "Primordial, Old and modern."
"What is the difference between them?" She asked, looking up from her parchment.
"Primordial are said to have been crafted by the Gods in the region. Old runes are older than their primordial counterpats, however they are not as potent as them and Modern Runes are considered to be pale imitations of the previous two. For learning purposes, and their superiority to other craft, we shall begin your tutoring in Primordial as oppose to modern and Old."
"Why not those two?" She asked, pausing in her note taking.
"Modern runes are but pale imitations compared to Old runes and Primordial. As for Old? While more powerful than modern runes, they lack the potential of Primordial. However, crafting a true Primordial rune would be beyond you, thus you shall be learning copies of them." Goetia internally hummed, with her Divine Core he was curious if Byleth could utilise true Primordial runes, with their traces of Divinity in the form of Crests was it possible that the more powerful mages here could use them, he made a note of that and determined himself to research into that possible end.
"Are they powerful?"
"Extremely, which is why we shall utilise copies rather than the original. They are not as powerful as their true selves, but certainly leagues above whatever craft was created after their disappearance." She nodded her head.
"Runes themselves powered symbols of Mysteries." Goetia explained, Lysithea paused her note taking and gave him a confused look.
"Mysteries?"
"The reference to magical energy, dark magic would be considered a branch of mystery. Anything which is magical in nature may be referred to as a 'Mystery'."
"So, they are the realisation of magic then?" She asked, when Goetia nodded after a few moments she wrote down again.
"A rune itself is a symbol that will release the predetermined mystery, although the symbols themselves have more than one meaning."
Lysithea frowned "If they can have more than one meaning, would that not make their effect random?"
"The impact they have is dependent on the Caster." Goetia held up his hand and crafted a small symbol in the air, after a few moments the symbol shone brightly, Lysithea covering her eyes before it died down "That was the Kenaz rune, meaning refers to openings, release of skills or creativity, and the revelation of secrets. I merely intended for the rune to reveal."
"And the revealing of secrets is can be interpreted to shine a lantern in the dark." Lysithea nodded "You mentioned creative skills?"
"If desired it may give the caster a flash of inspiration, however inspiration is a vague notion, you may be inspired to suddenly consume human meat."
She cringed in disgust "Nevermind then."
"It is a poor example, a similar result may also be achieved with a Dagaz rune meaning dawn or illumination, regardless the Rune itself may also be used to improve eyesight. A necessary skill for an Archer, less so for a Mage." He held his hand over a spare parchment and then wrote another small symbol, Lysithea noted this one looked different.
"What does that one do?" She asked, he merely picked it up and handed the paper to her.
"Try and break it." She frowned, taking the paper and immediately going to tear it. Then widened her eyes as the paper failed to even crinkle. To her it felt like holding a sheet of metal.
"That is the Ehwaz rune, or the rune of hardening. You will likely find that paper as strong as steel." She looked back to him with a shocked expression.
"How long does it last?" She handed the paper back to him, he looked thoughtful for a few moments.
"It is dependent on the rune and for what purpose you require it for." He said after a moment "If one were to desire the rune to continue, they would need to keep supplying magical energy into it, however most runes will expend themselves after a few minutes. The more violent runes will typically last for but a few seconds after being cast, such as a bolt of lightning."
"You can do that with them?" Lysithea asked in surprise, Goetia nodded.
"They are versatile and are often entirely dependent on their Caster to envisage their use."
"How many Runes are there?"
"Twenty four." Goetia replied "Each have their own uses, however for the moment I will not expect you to be capable of learning all of them in such a short span of time."
"I understand." Lysithea nodded.
"For the moment, we shall focus on inscribing the symbol rather than the mystery it is associated with." Goetia picked up a quill and floated a spare parchment over to him and began to draw out three symbols "We shall begin with these three."
She looked at them as he slid the parchment over to her "What do these mean?"
"Anzuz, Thurisaz and Isa." Goetia explained "Useful for fire, lightning and ice respectively. While that is not their whole meaning, it would be easier for you to interpret them as such. A similar enough position to the elemental magic's that you utilise, although these allow for greater versatility."
"You want me to use them?" Lysithea asked, then frowned when Goetia shook his head.
"For the moment, you will practice writing out the symbols. The rune must be inscribed correctly first before any spell may take place. Once I am satisfied with the result, we will look towards your interpretation of the Runes and their operation."
"How I interpret the runes?" She tilted her head in confusion.
"The runes themselves may represent different elements, however it is up to you how they are brought forth. Ansuz may be used for fire, but how that fire is called upon is what you will determine. Is it a stream of fire you wish or a ball?" She nodded her head as he went on.
"So I need to think about how its like practising the circles for other magic's then. I have to ensure they are perfect before I can use them."
"If that is how you wish to view it." Goetia nodded "However a lack of imagination will also hamper your progress, being aware of the different interpretations of Runes will aid you in flexibility."
"I see." Lysithea nodded "I assume you want me to be able to copy these down from memory eventually?"
"Yes." He nodded "You will continue this alongside your studies, once you master these runes we shall move onto others. For practical application, for the time being until you can inscribe a rune from memory, I shall inscribe the runes and you will activate them."
"I won't let you down, Teacher." Lysithea proclaimed, placing a hand on her chest and puffing herself up. Goetia remained blank faced at her.
"I'm certain your attempts will be fruitful." He looked around "If you will excuse me." he stood up "I will return shortly, continue to practice the runes and keep me aware of your progress."
"Yes, Teacher." Goetia wasn't sure he was going to get used to hearing that any time soon. It sounded rather alien to him.
He exited the library and began his brief journey to the classrooms, despite the free days the students possessed. He suspected he could still find Byleth at the Blue Lions classroom.
"-ease do not eat the weeds." Goetia raised an eyebrow at the bizarre sentence as he approached. Rather curious why one would consume such plant life, but he didn't consider himself one to judge such things.
"I'm just saying." That was most certainly the voice of Prince Dimitri, he was planning on consuming the weeds or advocating for it.
"I am aware of a dozen species capable of human consumption." Goetia stated as he approached, Dimitri and the tall dark skinned student looked up from the ground to see the tanned Librarian walking towards them "Although I do not believe that the Monastery grows them here."
"That is a shame." Dimitri sighed and shook his head, the dark skinned boy just elected to stare at Goetia "It might offer an opportunity for some of the students to consider other forms of food when out camping."
"Possibly." Goetia admitted "Although I imagine most would prefer to go hunting."
"Perhaps." Dimitri let out a small laugh "I know Felix would probably hunt a boar and try and serve it to me as a joke."
"Your highness, he means it as an insult." The dark skinned man pointed out with a straight face, although Goetia could pick up the irritated tone in his voice.
Dimitri's face turned more sombre "He's just like that…" he looked back to Goetia and gave him a smile "I assume you are looking for the Professor?"
Goetia nodded "Indeed, I assume she is within the Blue Lions class?"
"She is." Dimitri nodded, then looked to his companion "I do not believe that you have been introduced to the other Blue Lions yet, have you?"
"My interaction with the students has been limited to you, Edelgard, Von Riegan, Lysithea and the dark haired boy who seems to spy on me from a distance."
Dimitri scrunched his face up in confusion before his eyes widened in realisation "Ah yes, that would be Hubert. He is Edelgards Retainer, he likely keeps an eye on you to ensure that you are no danger to her. He means no offence by it, I assure you."
"He is a Retainer, I assumed it was their priority to ensure that no harm came to their monarch, soon to be, or otherwise." Goetia shook his head "Regardless, I assume this question in some way related to your companion here?" his lone arm gestured to the dark skinned man.
"Yes." Dimitri nodded "This is my Vassal and friend, Dedue."
Dedue nodded once "It is agreeable to meet you. His highness has informed us of how you came to his aid at Remire village. I thank you for aiding in his protection."
"My impact on the possibility of his death was minimal. However...your gratitude is acknowledged." Goetia acquiesced the tilted his head to the side "You are from Duscur, are you not?"
"I am." Dedue answered, face remaining blank. Dimitri on the other hand, suddenly narrowed his eyes. His tone taking on an accusatory edge to it.
"That is not an issue, is it?" His face softened when Goetia shook his head.
"I was merely curious. I myself have been accused of being a mixed blood from Duscur during my travels." He admitted "Either that, or I was suspected to be a native of Almyra." Dimitri winced.
"I...see…" He looked uncomfortable, Dedue's expression shifted into a frown "I hope you were not treated...too badly for your suspected heritage."
"Nothing which had any lasting impact." Goetia said after a moment. A deeper part of him told him that had the humans known what he truly was, they would have accused him of far worse "I was simply curious how a Prince of the Holy Kingdom of Fargheus has a man from Duscur as his vassal, considering their rather poor reputation."
Dimitri frowned "Dedue is a good man, I would not accuse him of anything relating to the tragedy. Besides...it was not Duscur's doing…"
Goetia raised an eyebrow while Dedue remained silent "Is that so?" he nodded his head "I am a recent arrival to Fodlan. I will neither accuse nor absolve Duscur of crimes they may or may not have committed. Dedue and his people have yet to do me any wrong, thus I will treat him no differently than I would another student."
Dimitri smiled "I thank you for that." Dedue merely gave a small nod "I believe you were looking for the professor? I will not take up any more of your time."
"I will take my leave." Goetia went to leave, as he walked past the Prince, Dimitri called out to him.
"One last thing-" He turned to the Prince "I truly am thankful. Many seek to judge Dedue before they speak with him. It is...refreshing to meet one who will treat him as a person and not as a monster."
"There are many Beasts in this world." Goetia stated "I would not consider this young man to be one of them." Dimitri and he exchanged another nod before Goetia left to enter the large classroom.
Byleth was currently speaking to her resident ghost.
"I told you, I am not a ghost!" The floating green haired girl, Sothis, exclaimed, then crossed her arms in a huff "I just lack a physical body right now is all."
"Is that so?" Byleth replied, she figured she might look slightly strange while speaking to herself, but there was currently no one here so it was fine.
"Yes!" Sothis frowned "More importantly, what are you going to do about those kids?"
"Teach them."
"Do you know how to teach them?"
"Yes."
"Hitting them with a stick or throwing a book in front of them is not teaching."
"...Rea-"
"Yes. Really." She sighed and shook her head "You have a big library here, don't you? Use it. It will also keep that...thing...in our line of sight at all times."
"He is not a thing." Byleth frowned "He is simply and unusual man."
"Very unusual." Sothis narrowed her eyes "There is something about being near him which troubles me greatly. He may appear human...but there is something there, hiding beneath the surface. I feel as though he wasn't always like that."
"Like what?"
"Human, you dunce!" Sothis floated in front of her "He's suspicious!"
"How?"
"He just is! Aren't you curious how he's only got one arm? Or how is hair glitters like that?"
"Not really." Byleth wasn't that curious about the man.
"Fine...how about why he is suddenly teaching students magic despite being a librarian?" Sothis grinned "And...why they just happen to be a student from a rival class."
"Because Claude harassed him to do it."
Sothis facepalmed "He could have just said no."
"Maybe he didn't want to."
"Hmph." Sothis grunted "I suspect if he didn't want to teach them, he would have told her so. Face it, he wanted to teach her."
"Is that really suspicious?" Byleth tilted her head as she stared at the floating girl.
"Yes!"
Byleth looked closer and furrowed her brows.
"..No…" Sothis eventually relented and sighed "Its not that suspicious...they did make you a teacher after all. I suppose someone who likes working with books wouldn't teaching wouldn't be that strange."
Byleth nodded, somewhat pleased she had won the argument.
"Mark my words though!" Sothis exclaimed as she floated away "There is something suspicious about him, you'll see eventually!" she turned away from Byleth and towards the entrance of the classroom.
Immediately into the red eyes of Goetia, barely a foot from her own.
Sothis froze.
Red eyes stared at her with mild interest, a lone eyebrow raised and his head slightly tilted to the side.
He could see her.
He could see her.
"W-wh-" She stuttered for a sentence, Goetia interrupted her.
"How peculiar…" His eyes narrowed "An incorporeal manifestation of a Deity? Completely unable to be perceived by those without the insight...Most curious indeed."
Byleth spun around in surprise, she didn't sense Goetia enter at all. Her own eyes widened as his attention was placed solely on Sothis.
"It appears you are not limited to the manipulation of time." Goetia cupped his chin with his hand, studying Sothis as if she were a particularly interesting bug "However, you appear unable, or unwilling, to assume control of your host. Perhaps you lack the power...no…" he shook his head, no longer paying attention to the two individuals in front of him "Manipulating time requires tremendous power, bodily possession would be a trivial feat for one such as you."
"You...you can see me!?" Sothis exclaimed, darting away from Goetia as fast as she could. An irrational fear playing on her mind that if he could see her, he could touch her.
"I can hear you as well." Goetia's eyebrows creased "Refrain from raising your voice, I will not suffer your exclamations and I doubt Byleth wishes to as well."
Sothis spun around to Byleth and gestured at Goetia, her expression panicked while also screaming 'Told you' "See!" she shouted at her host "He's suspicious! He can see me when no one else can!"
"The ability to see you, while certainly unexpected, is not indicative of any wrong doing on my part." Goetia pointed out "However, there will be time for your interrogation later. I suspect you would not wish for hapless students to come upon us while speaking of such things."
Byleth thought for a moment, then shook her head. She relaxed her posture, hand coming away from the knife she'd been reaching for. What concerned her was that the tanned man showed no relief at her action, he hadn't even registered what she was attempting.
She frowned, either he was foolish or he was confident she was no threat. She had only seen him in action once, during their second encounter, and he had displayed magic that was at the very least powerful. However, she didn't know if he was simply powerful, or possessed skills to accompany it.
"A question came up during my tutoring of Lysithea." Goetia turned back to Byleth "The discussion of True Primordial runes, I am unaware if the mages here could generate enough power to use them."
"So?" Sothis narrowed her eyes at Goetia "What does this have to do with us?"
"I suspect, given your being here." Goetia cast a glance at her before looking back at Byleth "That you would be capable of utilising them."
"Why?" Byleth asked, her eyebrows furrowed.
"Because they were first created by Gods." Goetia bluntly put "Given your current...companion." he gestured at Sothis "I have reason to believe you might be able to use them."
"W-wait!" Sothis eyes went wide "Gods!? You think I'm a God?"
Goetia now fully turned to her, slightly puzzled "Yes...were you...not aware?" he asked in confusion. This was most unexpected for him, how would a God be unaware of their own divinity.
"No...well...maybe…" She frowned and rubbed her head "I...I can't remember all that much…"
"Amnesia?" Goetia frowned. If it were any other situation, he would have claimed her spirit core were damaged. Although given that Byleth was currently the holder of her Spirit core, the implementation of it would likely explain the damage to her memory.
"She can't remember anything except her own name." Byleth pointed out, frowning slightly. Sothis cast her a betrayed look.
"Don't tell the suspicious man all my secrets!" The floating green haired girl exclaimed. Goetia took in her appearance. Her Divine nature...the nature of the phantasmals…
His eyes widened in realisation.
She was their Goddess...their progenitor. This...was now something which interested him greatly. The Goddess of their entire religion was here. The entire events which led up to her arrival were now beyond coincidence.
This felt ordained, if there was a counterforce here it had acted in such a way to bring the girl to this monastery.
Goetia hummed in thought. He could reveal the origins of the girl to them...however he felt like he shouldn't. That would be far in excess of what he determined to be his level of involvement. Teaching Lysithea runecraft was as far as he was willing to go.
He would allow this mystery to unravel itself naturally, without his aid. It would provide him the opportunity to see her powers develop naturally. He would still attempt to teach her runes, however he decided to avoid the nature of her divine core as a topic.
"More to the point!" Sothis turned and pointed at Goetia accusingly "Why doesn't my power effect you?" Byleth frowned and looked in his direction, also expecting an answer.
Independent manifestation was likely an answer they would not understand.
"I am...unaware of it myself." He eventually said "I became aware of my resistance outside Remire village."
"When I saved Edelgard." She nodded in remembrance.
"I would have inquired further, however the knight interrupted my question." He frowned "After that, an opportunity failed to present itself until now."
Byleth nodded her head, however Sothis still narrowed her eyes at him. Goetia pointedly ignored her.
"How capable are you with magic?" Goetia asked, Byleth looked thoughtful for a few moments then frowned slightly.
"Not very, most of my combat skill is based upon sword play." She admitted with a small frown "Professor Hanneman has offered to teach me."
"I see." Goetia nodded "Once you are up to a proficient level, seek me out. I shall see if you are capable of utilising true Primordial runes, if not...copies of them are still a useful tool to posses."
He looked to the board, reading what was written then stepping towards it. Humming to himself "A monthly mission?"
"The bandits that were encountered outside Remire." Byleth explained "The Academy is authorising my class to intercept and eliminate them."
"Capture or kill?"
"Kill, most likely."
Goetia nodded "Rather disturbing for children to kill so young, is it not?"
"I was younger when I started being a mercenary." Goetia turned to her, then looked to Sothis. The small green haired girl gave a 'What can you do?' expression and shrugged her shoulders.
"Indeed." Goetia said after a few moments "Regardless, I trust you will ensure your students do not come to harm."
"They won't die."
"That doesn't mean they won't get hurt." Sothis sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose "They are still young, and there is more than one type of pain."
"There is?" Byleth looked thoroughly confused.
"I believe she is referring to psychological." Geotia pointed out, Sothis nodding her head while Byleth still looked slightly puzzled. "...Emotional problems." Byleth went blank faced and nodded once, although it occurred to Goetia that she likely hadn't considered that aspect of the battle.
He turned away "I have said my piece, I must return to Lysithea."
"Magic training?"
"Indeed."
"How would you describe the activation of a spell?" Goetia asked, he had brought Lysithea to the training ground to demonstrate the practical use of Rune craft. He had been pleasantly surprised that her skill and copying down Runes was adequate, for a beginner. However she was still unable to copy them perfectly without an image in front of her.
"You mean...how do you use a spell?" Lysithea asked, Goetia nodded "Well...I just...visualise the spell in my mind and then cast it."
"Hmph." Goetia hummed in acknowledgement "A mental image...not entirely too dissimilar to the principle of rune activation. Most mages chant the Rune itself before casting. Aids in focusing their mind on the spell at hand."
"You didn't though." Lysithea pointed out.
"No, once you become proficient enough you may chant the Rune in your mind to activate it." Goetia admitted "However, for the time being you will likely have to chant it out loud."
"So...what types of rune will you show me?" She asked, Goetia raised his arm and drew a bright symbol in the air.
"Ansuz." The chanted, the symbol morphed into a bolt of fire and launched itself across the room, impacting a training dummy and causing a large scorch mark on it.
"That is a simple use of the Rune." Goetia stated "Rapid release of concentrated magical energy, rather than a prolonged activation."
"It looks...weaker than a fire spell." Lysithea hesitantly pointed out, indeed it had only been a small bolt of fire and left a scorch mark on the dummy. A fire ball would have decimated it.
"It is." Goetia admitted "However, that is only because I used the bare minimum in magical energy for its activation. Did you notice what was the difference between the two, other than output?"
Lysithea's face became thoughtful. He created the rune, it shot across the room and hit the dummy...it was faster…
"It was faster than a fire spell!" She exclaimed in realisation, Goetia nodded to her.
"Despite its lack of power, it is a spell which is not as easily avoided as the fire spells you are more accustom to. However, at this level it sacrifices the area of effect that a fire spell would grant you."
"You said you could increase the power of the spell?" Lysithea asked, the glittery haired man nodded.
"Doing so makes them more powerful...however that comes at the cost of precision." Goetia admitted "In this regard, a weaker spell would be more beneficial for accuracy and a stronger spell would be more beneficial for a wider area."
"So, you have more versatility when it comes to casting." The albino haired girl nodded "What do you need me to do, teacher?"
Goetia reached into his coat pocket and withdrew a small wad of papers "I have placed an Ansuz rune on each of these. You will practice igniting them so that the paper burns quickly but not violently." he looked thoughtful for a few moments "It would also be in your best interest to ensure you do not overcharge the rune and cause an explosion."
"Of course." Lysithea nodded, then took the papers that Goetia handed over to her.
"I will observe your attempts." Goetia said as she looked over the small paper squares "Once I am sufficiently pleased with your attempts with the Ansuz rune, we shall move onto the Isa rune and from there the Thurisaz rune. Once you have an adequate understanding of activating them, your goal will be to inscribe and activate the rune yourself."
"Yes, teacher." She nodded and separated a single piece of paper from the pile.
"You may begin."
AN: Sup.
Um...Just here to say Hi. Also I bring news!
I am split on something. I have Chapter drafts for two stories and I don't know which to go with.
I either do a Fire Emblem Awakening Crossover with Agravain from Fate
Or I do a FEA crossover with Raime, Fume Knight from Dark Souls.
I like them both, but I kinda don't know which one to do. Or rather, which one to do first because I'll probably end up doing both at some point.
So yeah...send help
Omake: The True magic lesson
"These are separated into three primary categories and from there have six sections." Goetia pointed out to the class as he wrote on the board "Anti-unit, Anti-army and Anti-fortress. Their effectiveness is rendered into the following grading system: E, D, C, B, A and EX, each letter represents a factor of ten. E represents ten times more powerful than an original attack. A Noble Phantasm of Rank C would be equal to an A ranked magic attack of the same purpose….Yes, Mercedes?"
"What does the EX rank mean?" The fluffy haired girl asked.
"That refers to an attack which falls outside of the ranking system, or cannot be quantified along side." Goetia placed his chalk down "Such things usually fall into their own separate category. However, the most common EX rank category would be ranked as 'Anti-world' not necessarily because of damage but because of area of effect."
The class nodded "Our lesson will be the development of our own Noble Phantasms."
"You seriously expect me to suddenly whip out an Anti-world attack?" Felix scoffed "Are you delusional?"
"Hardly." Goetia scoffed "I suspect the best any of you could manage would be E rank anti-unit…" he then looked around "Except you." he pointed at Mercedes "You could likely manage a D rank anti-unit…"
"What?" Felix raised an eyebrow "How?"
Goetia turned and looked at him, then slowly raised his hand and pointed his index finger at Sylvain. For a few seconds nothing happened, then a black projectile shot from his finger and struck the red haired boy in the centre of his chest and knocked him to the floor.
"Heal him." Goetia stated, the red haired boy spasaming on the floor as the Gandr took effect. Mercedes looked panicked for a few moments before she began to use light magic to combat the effects of the curse.
Sylvain was spasaming for a few more seconds before he stopped, letting out several coughs as he lay on the floor.
"As I was saying." Goetia brought the attention of the shocked students back to him "D rank, that was a mild Gandr shot, given Mercedes ability to cure it that makes her a rather potent mage...although she appears to be limited to recovery magic."
"Was it necessary to shoot me!?" Sylvain shouted from the floor inbetween several coughs. Goetia spared him barely a glance.
"In the interest of practical study? Yes." Goetia looked thoughtful for a moment "I have also heard that physical pain is amusing to witness."
"I hope you got your kicks out of it." Sylvain scowled, the was immediately sent back the ground with a second Gandr.
"Yes...I have."
"On a more...on topic question." Annette raised her hand "Have you ever seen an EX ranked attack?"
Goetia stared at her for a few moments then turned to the rest of the class "Please follow me."
"I want you to explain this to me...very slowly so that I may understand what transpired." Seteth spoke with growing irritation as he looked at Goetia.
"The students asked me to demonstrate magic." He replied, as if he had done no wrong.
Seteth looked at him, then looked at the crater in the ground.
The large crater.
The very large crater.
"I see...And this spell was?" Seteth's remained blank faced, however the tightening of his knuckles spoke volumes to the amount of anger he was feeling.
"Not as powerful as it once was." Goetia scowled "I should have been able to incinerate a small island."
Seteth gripped his head in his hand.
Folktales in Fodlan would speak of the day a ring formed in the sky.
And of the curse of Arse Am a bell Salami.
Although they had no idea what any of that meant.
Chapter 9: Potential students
Goetia floated across the library with several books in hand. He had noted that Tomas had begun to increasingly stay out for longer periods of time in recent days. He suspected it somehow involved his other priorities which were not linked to his disguise.
Goetia's only complaint would be that it left him with more work. While he had little in the way of hobbies, he had noted that Tomas's ventures had been keeping him from further researching into Crests, purely because he was forced to keep busy.
"M-mr...Goetia?" A young voice called out, the tanned man froze middair. He didn't recognise this one. He looked over the balcony to see a young girl with purple hair enter the library. Her hesitance screamed of a lack of social interactions. "A-are you there?"
He levitated the books into their shelves and floated over the railings to the ground. Evidently the girl had yet to realise he was here.
"Well, he's not here Bernie." She sounded somewhat relieved "I guess I can just go back to my room and…" she trailed off as she clearly registered a presence behind her.
"Can I assist you, young lady?" Goetia called out, the girl went stiff and her breathing accelerated. For several seconds there was silence, then she released a high pitched scream of terror before spinning around and falling to the floor.
"Don't kill me!" She wailed and threw up her hands to protect herself from her mystery assailant.
"I have yet to make a habit of killing students entering the library." Goetia dryly remarked.
"Oh no!" The purple haired girl wailed "You're going to be his first victim Bernie!"
"I assure you, I am not going to-" Goetia was cut off when she flew into another rant of paranoid ravings. He quickly came to the conclusion that this girl was a social recluse to the extent that she would actively imagine the worst scenarios.
For her entire tirade, Goetia remained silent, merely stared at her in slight confusion how her claims became less grounded in reality and borderline delusional.
"Girl." Goetia spoke, his tone likely coming across far deeper than intended as the girl stopped talking instantly and stared at him, wide eyed and in terror "Calm yourself. I will neither kill you, nor turn your skin into new book coverings. What did you come here for?"
"R-right…" The girl slowly climbed back to her feet, although she pointedly avoided looking in Goetia's direction "I was...assigned to help out in the Library today…"
"I see." Goetia nodded and walked past her "Do you have any previous experience with such things?"
"N-no…" She hesitantly admitted.
"Unfortunate." Goetia simply replied, which was apparently enough for her to wince slightly and shake with an even greater amount of fear. Much to his minor annoyance.
"Are there any other students I should be expe-"
"There you are Bernadetta!" A rather boisterous voice called out, Goetia and the girl turned to see an orange haired young man strut into the library, a relieved look on his face "You ran off before I had a chance to speak with you about how best we may prepare for our assignment." he stopped and took notice of Goetia standing next to her "Ah, you must be the new assistant librarian. I am Ferdinand Von Aegir, legitimate son of the Aegir family, the Empire's most foremost house."
"...Goetia." The tanned man replied "Assistant librarian, I shall assume you and the young Bernadette are here for the same reason?"
"That is correct my good man." Ferdinand announced, a wide smile on his face "We have been instructed to assist you in your role as Librarian, ordinarily we would aid Tomas, however as you are here and he is not, it falls to you to organise us."
"I shall assume you are also inexperienced with the assortment of shelves in a library." Goetia withheld a sigh when Ferdinand shook his head. Minor annoyance was an emotion he had found himself experiencing more recently. The downsides of no longer being governed by pity.
"Come." He gestured for the two to follow him "For how long are you to assist me?"
"Professor Hanneman informed us that we would assist you for at least six hours." Ferdinand replied, Bernadetta just squealed slightly when Goetia turned back to the pair.
"I see." He hummed in thought for a few moments "The section on magical research from Imperial year six-hundred to Imperial year eight-hundred must be re-organised according to date of publication within a ten year timespan and author." he looked at Ferdinand "That will be your task."
Ferdinand nodded, Goetia then turned to Bernadetta, who tried to shrink away from him "As for you...the fiction section regarding 'Romance and Fantasy' is in need of logging." he walked over to the desk and began to sort through several parchments before he found the one he was looking for "This is the catalogue of all books in that section of the library." he handed it to her, which she hesitantly took "It is archived in alphabetical order. Ensure that all copies of the books on that list are accounted for, any discrepancy shall be brought to my attention."
He looked back to the pair of them, still staring at him "You may attend to the tasks I have given you." he looked at the clock on the wall "Your first break shall be in one hour, which shall last five minutes. I shall alert you when you may rest."
"I shall ensure this task is fulfilled as perfectly as to uphold the Aegir family name." Ferdinand announced then walked off.
Bernadetta fidgeted when Goetia turned to her "I-I'll...m-make su-sure all the books are here." she dashed off to her corner.
While Tomas's ventures were none of his concern...there was a small part of him that wondered how the disguised man truly felt about these menial tasks.
Bernadetta was, for lack of a better word, somewhat…
Okay, completely, terrified of the new librarian. It wasn't like Tomas, who was just some kindly old man.
No...Goetia floated...Floated...around the Library like some kind of ghost. For the few hours she was assisting in the Library, she could never tell where he was.
She couldn't hear his feet and sometimes she'd freeze when they made eye contact. His red eyes were a little unnerving to her. He looked like a villain from a story book! Red eyes, missing arm, sinister sounding name! He was there to get her.
She just knew it!
She sorted through the books in a terrified silence, she'd occasionally hear the rustle of clothes when he floated towards the back of her. She'd always freeze whenever he did that, it was likely he was studying her...just waiting for the perfect moment to-
"I'm not going to kill you. Stop panicking." Bernadetta squealed as the voice of her murderer echoed throughout the library.
"L-liar…" She muttered quietly, more for her own ears than his.
"If I wanted you dead, you never would have seen me." Which he still heard, if his dismissal of her fears was any indication "Regardless...your fear is...unjustified." he said again. Bernadetta didn't respond, merely shook on the spot.
"Hmm…" Goetia hummed "You have done...adequate work thus far." with that, he floated away from her, leaving the stunned girl alone in front of a bookcase.
Goetia had a thoughtful look as he left the girl. Her primal fear of everything was…pitiable. He disliked feeling that word, yet her reactions around him. Her fear of everything he did, every move he made, every time he even looked in her direction.
That was no way for a person to live. She acted how he had envisaged humanity should act when confronted with their own mortality, afraid of everything that would cause them harm. Yet humans rarely acted in such a way, Fujimaru Ritsuka...Mash...they both held a fear of the end, yet they wanted to live. They strove for their life so desperately instead of being consumed by their fear of death.
This girl...lacked that same strength...and that was pitiable.
"Von Aegir." Goetia called out as he approached the ginger student, the boy spun around and gave a brief nod of acknowledgement towards him.
"Ah, Goetia." He smiled, staring back at the shelves in pride "I am pleased to report that my work in re-organising the shelves as you instructed is coming along nicely." he turned back to the Librarian "Was there something else you needed?"
"The girl...Bernadetta." Goetia began, Ferdinand frowned slightly "She is...unusually alert to my presence."
"Ah...yes." He shook his head "I am afraid that Bernadetta is...shy...when it comes to meeting new people. I am honestly surprised that she showed up to begin with." he then held up his hands in a placating manner "Not that I mind her of course! It is just that she is always like that."
"I see." Goetia simply replied, then looked over the shelf Ferdinand was working on "Adequate work. Continue." then turned away and returned to the desk at the end of the Library.
The girl had an irrational fear of everything. How unfortunate.
"The work the pair of you have done has been acceptable." Goetia spoke to the pair as their task for the day ended "If you assigned to such a position again. See to it that your results are consistent."
Ferdinand gave a proud smile and nodded, Bernadetta awkwardly nodded her head and looked like she wished to be anywhere else apart from the Library.
"Young Bernadetta." The girl froze and her eyes went wide at being addressed "The results of your task are pleasing. Take pride in this achievement." he turned away from her, before suddenly stopping and turning his head back to her "On another topic. I have been told that animal companionship is good for those who suffer from social anxiety. On that note, there are many stray cats around the monastery. I suggest you begin caring for them to alleviate your stress."
Bernadetta allowed her confusion to show on her face.
Did the evil librarian who looks like a story book villain…
...Just tell her to get a cat?
Goetia justified his advice to her as being that her personality was so pitiable, it was becoming hurtful for him to look at. Such blatant terror at every shadow was more at home in a wild animal than a human being.
Perhaps Fujimaru had raised his bar on what he expected were the base expectations of people? If the girl wished to fear everything, he would not stop her...he just wanted it not to be so visible to him.
Goetia's gut rumbled. He remained blank faced as the familiar sensation of hunger found its way into his being. He looked to the time. It would appear it was fast approaching dinner.
Were they serving Tomato soup again? He would admit to himself that out of all the foods he had tasted since his arrival. Tomato soup was he preferential choice.
"Mr Goetia! I do not believe we have entered the dining hall at the same time yet, have we?" The tanned man shook his head at his green haired companion, then gave her a small glance out of the corner of his eye.
"I believe I told you I prefer being addressed as Goetia, young Flayn." He commented as they continued through the queue.
"I will call you Goetia, if you call me Flayn." She puffed her chest out and smiled at the blank face she received.
"As you wish, Flayn." The girl's smile seemed to get wider as she then nodded her head.
"Thank you, Goetia." She then looked at the menu "Oh! They are serving fish for dinner tonight! That is my favourite."
"You are partial to pescetarianism?" Goetia asked as he studied today's menu. Then frowned "They do not have Tomato soup…"
"That is Saturday's special." Flayn commented, then looked at Goetia quizzically "I assume it is your favourite."
"It is preferable." The frown faded into a straight face "However, it is not the only thing I am capable of eating…simple the easiest."
"I see." Flayn nodded, then got an idea "Have you ever tried fish before, Goetia?"
"No." He replied "Fishing is task which typically requires two hands. I could supplement my missing limb with magic and simply levitate the fish from the water. However...I was told that was the wrong way of doing so."
"Well, then!" Flayn grinned "Perhaps this is an opportunity for you to be introduced to the wonders of fish!"
"...You are going to have me eat th-"
"I am going to have you eat the fish, yes."
"...Very well." He stepped towards the counter and looked up at the menu, then stared down at the chef "Fisherman's bounty."
"Sure." The man replied, then spun around "One Fisherman's bounty!"
"Of course." Goetia raised an eyebrow as Dedue walked out from the kitchen wearing a chefs hat and apron, holding a trout.
"I did not know Dedue could cook." Flayn blinked in surprise next to Goetia, then tanned man cast her a glance.
"I knew of many warriors who were capable of cooking, despite it not being expected of them." Goetia shrugged his shoulders "The boy is allowed his talents, odd as you may find them."
"I did not mean it in an offensive way...I am just surprised." Flayn admitted "Although...I do find myself curious as to how good it will taste."
"It is food." Goetia replied "Provided it is edible, I care not."
Flayn frowned at him "Goetia. You should enjoy the taste of food, the sweet aroma of fish wafting through the air...the delicious taste it brings when you put it in your mouth. That is what makes me happy."
"Consuming dead animal meat." Goetia montonely remarked, Flayn narrowed her eyes at him.
"I have the distinct impression you are making fun of me."
"I am merely stating the facts of the situation." Goetia gave her a blank look "Whether or not you consider that to be a remark at your expense it entirely up to your own perspective."
Flayn huffed "We shall see if you are still saying such things after you are welcomed into the wonderful world of fish."
"I have no intention to take up swimming."
"You are doing this on purpose now."
"I'm afraid your suspicions are unfounded."
Flayn stared at him in an accusing manner while they waited for their meals to arrive, her stare continued to pierce the side of his head even when they collected their trays and sat down.
"You intend to eat with me?" Goetia asked, staring at the green haired phantasmal girl now sat opposite him, with a raised eyebrow.
Flayn nodded "Food always tastes best when eaten with company." she then grinned "I also wish to see how you will react when you taste your first fish."
"Hmph." Goetia grunted an acknowledgement as he picked up his spoon and scooped up a small amount of the stew. It looked edible. He didn't see why it ultimately mattered taste wise.
He placed it in his mouth and chewed, Flayn staring at him the whole time.
He continued chewing as he became to take in the flavour…
He swallowed his bite of the stew, Flayn staring at him expectantly "Well?" she asked after a few moments "How was it?"
"...Its good." He said as he went for a second bite. Flayn apparently saw all she needed to as her smile became more smug.
"You're smiling." Goetia froze, he set the spoon down in his stew and reached up to his face.
The corner of his lip was tilted upwards. He instantly corrected the movement and thinned his lips.
"It was a nice smile." Flayn lamented, then took a bite of her own stew and froze. Chewing hastily, her surprised expression never faltered as she swallowed her mouthful and stared at the stew, then across the dining hall at Dedue and then back to her food.
"Is there an issue?" Goetia asked as he took another bite of his stew.
"No!" Flayn virtually shouted at him "This is the best fish I have ever eaten in my life!"
Goetia simply swallowed the mouthful he was currently chewing.
"I...I must learn from him!" She announced, Goetia said nothing as she exclaimed her plans to attempt to cook food.
"Are you sure that is the best use of your time?" He asked as he stopped himself from taking another bite.
"Absolutely!" Flayn replied, brimming with determination "If I can acquire even half of his skill in making such delicacies, then I shall be content!"
"That is not what I meant." Goetia replied, at her confused look he elaborated "You need not learn advanced cooking skills. More importantly, would you not feel it more beneficial to pursue more...practical talents? An advancement in healing magic perhaps?"
"I am not doing it to be practical." Flayn replied with a frown "I am doing it because I will enjoy it. Cooking is something I enjoy." she then frowned "However...Seteth used to have me avoid the kitchen...most peculiar."
"Perhaps you lack cooking talent." Goetia supplied, Flayn narrowed her eyes at him.
"Are you suggesting I cannot cook?"
"I am suggesting that either Seteth was possessive of the kitchen...or you could not match the basic criteria for edible food." Goetia took another bite out of his stew.
"Nonsense!" Flayn immediately denied "I am sure it was just my brother being overly cautious about the knives." she convinced herself "In which case, all the more reason to learn all I can from Dedue and make up for lost time in the kitchen!"
"You still haven't answered my question, surely you would not devote yourself to the challenge of learning to cook simply because you enjoy it?"
"Well…yes." Flayn replied "That is what a hobby is Goetia...we do things like that because we enjoy it." she then tilted her head to the side and looked at him with...pity? "Do you...not have something you enjoy doing?"
"If I do something it is because it needs doing." Goetia remarked to her "Enjoyment of the task is secondary."
"That is no way to live." Flayn's face grew more sombre "Surely you must have something you do because you enjoy it?"
"I…" Goetia went to speak then furrowed his brows...he'd never actually enjoyed anything. Not truly "I do not see the need for a hobby. I would rather not waste my time with frivolities."
"Is that so…" Flayn frowned and raised an eyebrow "Because I hear that a certain girl from the Golden Deer house has been frequenting the Library as of late."
"You speak of my tutoring of Lysithea." Goetia raised an eyebrow in reply as Flayn smirked "You suggest that to be some form of hobby?"
"Is it not?" Flayn tilted her head "You are not being paid to tutor her are you, you do not need to do it and you seem to have no problems in humouring her."
"It benefits myself as well." Goetia countered "I am curious to see if a native of Fodlan could utilise the branches of magic that I was familiar with."
"Curious yes." Flayn admitted "But you did not really need to do it...did you?"
He furrowed his brows in thought "I…" and trailed off. He didn't need to do it, it wouldn't have impacted his life in any meaningful way if he had ignored that idle curiosity and kept his mouth shut when they first met.
So why? Why did he teach her?
"I see." Flayn nodded and smiled "It seems you have found your hobby. Magic and research."
"That is…" Goetia began only to freeze "Not...inaccurate…"
"Not a terribly interesting hobby." Flayn shrugged "But it is yours…although I would not be averse to helping you find another one."
"Such as?"
"Well." She pursed her lips and hummed "Have you ever thought of painting?"
"Painting?" Goetia raised an eyebrow "You suggest I utilise my time in painting?"
"Why not?" Flayn suggested "I believe that there is a market in the town at the base of the Monastery which sells art supplies. We could have you try at the very least."
Goetia sighed "You are determined, are you not?"
"I believe I explained as much in the library when we first met." She smirked, Goetia scoffed at her.
"So you did…" He looked her in the eye, Flayn found it unsettling how it seemed to look right through her, a mixture of disbelief and...envy? "Your perseverance is very...human."
"Well." Flayn shrugged "If I'm going to put my mind to something, I want to see it through to the end."
"Perhaps you should be more concerned with your attempts at culinary training before you concern yourself with me well-being." Goetia pointed out, then withheld a sigh "I also believe you should be more concerned with your attempts to govern your own house than attempting to sneak up on me, Von Riegan."
"Damn." He heard a chuckle "I swear, you and Teach have got eyes in the back of your head." he sat himself down next to Goetia "You mind if I sit here?"
"You are free to sit where you wish."
"Thanks." He grinned, then flashed a look at Flayn "You don't mind, do you?"
"Not at all." Flayn smiled "I was just telling Goetia that food always tastes best when in the company of others."
"Nice saying." Claude agreed and nodded his head "Also, you two don't seem to be the type to judge me on my eating habits."
"Judge you?" Goetia raised an eyebrow at the boy, Claude nodded his head as he put his tray on the table.
"Yeah, some of the other Nobles I sit with are kinda stuffy when it comes to manners and what not. Its why I like eating with Rafael, Ignatz and Leonie. They aren't really all that fussy when it comes to stuff like that."
"You do not intend to eat with your fingers do you?"
"Goddess no." Claude chuckled "I might not eat like most Nobles, but I'm not some savage." he picked up his fork and broke off a portion of his fish "So what were you guys talking about?"
"I was discussing getting Goetia a hobby." Flayn said, Claude blinked at her then flashed Goetia an intrigued look "It seems he is rather...lost, when it comes to free time."
"What's this?" Claude chuckled "And here I thought Lysithea would be taking up all your time with questions and books and stuff."
"She is adequate when it comes to learning magic." Goetia said as he scooped up more stew "In truth, she is making great progress in her learning of Runes."
"Runes?" Claude raised an eyebrow "She's not gonna go into fortune telling is she?"
Goetia released a huff that could be either described as one of annoyance or amusement "Not quite so advanced. Besides, runecraft which could foresee events was abandoned long ago due to its vague nature. Even Primordial runes could offer little more than suggestive themes as to future events."
"I was joking...that's an actual thing?" Claude blinked in surprise, as did Flayn who now looked very interested.
"You mean like palm reading? I think there's a person down in the town who does that sort of thing." Goetia raised an eyebrow at Flayn and shook his head.
"It baffles me how despite being Seteth's sister, you can remain this naive." Claude snorted and looked away when Flayn flashed him a shocked look "The individual in the town is likely a peddler of falsity."
"A...peddler of falsity?" Flayn parroted and looked to Claude, the boy biting his lip in amusement before deciding to enlighten the poor girl.
"He means that the guy is a scam artist." Claude explained "He's probably doing some mumbo jumbo and calling it 'fortune telling' just get some money out of poor saps."
"How awful!" Flayn looked appalled "To think that someone could prey on people like that!"
Goetia and Claude stared at her with slightly raised eyebrows before the pair looked at eachother.
"I see what you mean." Claude whispered to Goetia, the tanned man nodded his head "So...off of that slightly depressing topic...you were looking for a hobby?"
"Flayn suggested a hobby, she seems determined to find something for myself to do when not occupied with the Library or with tutoring Lysithea."
"You got any suggestions?" Claude turned to Flayn, the girl shook herself out of her thoughts on the previous conversation before giving a thoughtful look.
"I did suggest he try his hand at painting." She then looked down at his missing arm and blanched "I-I didn't mean-!"
"You lack the capability of aggression." Goetia cut her off "Regardless...I have never attempted to paint."
"Painting, eh?" Claude scrunched his eyes at Goetia as he put his food in his mouth and chewed. After a few moments he swallowed then frowned "I don't see it...what about bird watching?"
"Bird watching?" Goetia parroted "You suggest I spend my free time observing the avian wildlife?"
"We, I'm just spitballing here." Claude shrugged "You seem to be kind of...intellectual, yet you aren't a teacher…" he hummed and tapped the table "Quite the conundrum…"
"Well, what did you do back home?" Flayn asked "Surely you did something?"
"I never had any interest in hobbies." Goetia replied, taking a small bite of his stew "I was instructed to carry out my duty and that was all that was required of me."
"You don't seem to be doing it much now though." Claude pointed out "I'd say you've been doing duties long enough, try and live a little!" he finished with a grin as he pat Goetia on the back.
The glittery haired man frowned "Live a little…" he remained, confused and yet...he was slightly intrigued.
Live a little.
There was potential in this endeavour "As you wish." Goetia eventually replied "What do you have in mind?"
"There we go!" Claude grinned "Trust me, for the rest of the tomorrow we're gonna be taking you to do all sorts of stuff!"
"Do you not have lessons, Von Riegan?"
"...Damn…" Claude winced "I would skip...but Professor Manuela would likely chase me down…" his eyes glinted with an idea "Say...how do you feel about school?"
Omake: Servant
Kiran sighed as he stepped away from the summoning monolith. He was hoping for something a little better this time, last time was a third Lysithea he gad gotten, although this one was simple title Lysithea: Runecrafter.
He didn't think you could use Runes such as those, but she was certainly more powerful than her other versions. Which seemed to bring about pangs of jealously if their continued interrogation of her was any indication.
The green orb flashed into existence and a figure emerged from it.
"Don't sweat it Lysithea." Claude grinned at her "They're just jealous of how awesome you are."
"Claude, they have every reason to be a little disgruntled at his." Lysithea frowned, then her face shifted into something more sympathetic "Not all of them got the same opportunity I did."
Claude's smiles shifted into a frown "Don't beat yourself up about that...its not your fault."
"I know that you dunce." Lysithea hissed at him "But...I can't get over how a chance meeting changed my life that much."
"Ah, Claude there you are." They both turned to see Dimitri: King of Fargehus, approach them "I hear that Kiran has summoned another individual today."
"Really?" Claude smiled "Anyone we know?"
"As of yet? I do not know." Dmitri shook his head "Although I hear they are currently near the cafeteria."
"Well." Claude clapped his hands "Lets go meet the new guy before her highness tries to find them!"
"It is not a race Claude." Dimitri shook his head "Besides, we would do well to make a good impression on this new individual."
"Your stupidity persists no matter what form you take it seems." Claude was left stumped by the blunt assessment of the new summon. Who was, apparently, very familiar with him.
The tanned man with glittery golden hair and red and black robes stared back at him with a small frown "My version of you knew better than to attempt to sneak up on me." he shook his head "It seems I will be forced to endure your childish antics yet again."
"Hm." Lorenz released a chuckle as he walked past "It seems this one is smart enough to see through your schemes Claude."
The tanned man instantly turned to Lorenz, his face shifting into a frown "Oh...you're here…"
"W-what?" Lorenz blinked in surprise "Is there an issue with me?"
"No…" He shook his head "Just...steer clear of me for a while."
"Teacher!" The tanned man was instantly engulfed in a hug from Lysithea, the girls face split into a wide grin as she latched onto the man like a barnacle to a ship "You're here!"
"Is this how my student is to act?" The man replied "I had thought you above such childish antics...you surprise me."
"Ah!" Lysithea instantly let go "I-I'm so sorry! I just-" she was cut off when the man placed his hand on her head and ruffled her hair.
Everyone who knew Lysithea blinked in surprise at the way she quieted down at the touch and did nothing to remove the hand.
"I did not imply it in a negative light." The corner of the man's lip twisted into a smile "It is...pleasant to see you in good health."
"I missed you too!"
"Umm…" Claude raised his hand "What just happened?"
"Ah!" Lysithea seemed to realise her position and darted away "Everyone. This is my Teacher. Goetia." she puffed her chest out and beamed with pride.
"Yes." Goetia turned to the group "Hmm...I recognise most of you...it seems there are those who are new to me as well…" he looked around and seemed to freeze when he saw Sothis. The Goddess and Rhea looked over to the new individual.
Sothis face shifted into a frown as she floated over to him "You...there is something about you which...disturbs me…"
"I am a Beast of Humanity. Born of Human pity and likely one of the oldest beings in this room." Goetia replied "Although for the moment...I am a simple Caster."
"Hmmm…" Sothis hummed "Meh, that's probably it...I'm too tired to care." she floated away.
Goetia raised an eyebrow at her "It seems freedom from her host has not changed her personality…" he turned back to the assembled group.
"What?"
"So…" Kiran began "This is your first battle here, right?"
"I am familiar with combat, yes." Goetia replied as he overlooked the valley "Our foes are down there, yes?"
"Yep." Kiran replied "Robin?" he turned to the white haired boy and girl "What do you guys make of it?"
"Surtr is too powerful for us to face." Male Robin replied "We cannot challenge him directly while we lack the weapons to do so."
"We need to find a way around-" Female Robin cut herself off when she saw Goetia step forwards "Hey, uh...Goetia? What are...what are you doing?"
"AH!" Lysithea let out a squeal "Are you going to do that?"
"It seems I must." Goetia replied "From what I have been informed, Surtr has considerable protection. Thus I will be forced to utilise my strongest attack."
"Strongest attack?" Claude parroted "What are you gonna do?"
"Just watch this!" Lysithea was still giddy with excitement. The Fodlan group, consisting of the entire residents of Garreg Mach raised their eyebrows at the usually mature girl shaking with excitement like a kid getting a present for their birthday.
"Hey…" Kiran stared at Goetia "What are you going to do?"
"Worry not, Summoner." Goetia waved him off "I shall deal with this…" he spread his one arm wide.
The wind began to pick up as Goetia floated into the air.
"You guys might want to step back." Lysithea spoke up, her smile breaking into a grin "It's gonna get...bright."
"What?" Kiran asked in confusion, then looked up….and then gaped "Th-thats a…"
"Now, allow me to show you." The group spun around as Goetia began speaking, his voice deepened considerably and became somewhat sinister "This is the end of your journey. The continuation of Human History. The moment Solomon's great work is upheld and this planet is saved!" the giant circle in the sky began to spin around and formed a bright light, the group watched in amazement as a bizarre pattern emerged in the centre of the circle.
"Deploying Third Noble Phantasm." Goetia's voice rung out across the valley "The Time Of Birth Hath Come, I Am The Remedy Of Eternity!" The tree like pattern in the centre began to glow bright red as something charged up "Now, burn like the garbage you are!"
The light brightened until it shone like a second sun in the sky.
"Ars Almadel Salomonis!" There was a brief silence when the world ceased to move.
Then the light exploded outwards in a single beam.
It could have been described as an attack no one could have imagined. It could hardly have been described. The heat from the blast could be felt by the entire group, one moment Surtr's castle existed.
The next...there was nothing. The entire area had been vaporised. It wasn't even liquefied. The heat had been so extreme that solid stone, tempered metal and a being who commanded fire itself were reduced to less than ash.
"I believe that is sufficient." Goetia simply stated as he floated down. He turned around to the wide eyed group "Where to next, summoner?"
Kiran fainted.