Fate Deified - Chapter 7 (Patreon)

When you got back down to your motorcycle, Rider was already waiting there, Sakura in her arms still, "Are you done?" she asked casually, as if she wasn't watching the whole time out of sight.

"...Another servant?" Medea grimaced from within your arms.

"That's Rider, she's the servant of the girl in her arms, my girlfriend Sakura," you casually introduced them, "No need to worry about her, she's on my side."

"..That remains to be seen." Rider refuted, but you ignored her and set Medea down on your bike, getting on yourself,

It really didn't after all. Once you got home, you'd easily take care of Sakura's worms, summon your own servant then contract with Medea. Simple and easy.

"You feel familiar," Medea said to Rider, "Have we met before?"

"No," Rider shook her head, "Though, I am of Greek Origin like yourself, our ages were far apart, perhaps that is what you sense?"

Medea nodded her head lightly, "It explains the divinity I can sense from within you," the robe clad woman revealed something very interesting, "A Demi-god or descendant of a god perhaps?"

You turned to Rider in interest, 'Hoh?' you hummed in interest. Not quite what you were after, but the ichor of divinity would be of great help to you. You'd put it to much better use than the foolish gods.

Rider looked away, face impassive, "Something like that." she replied non committedly.

Seemed she didn't want to reveal her origins much at all. 'Well, she's Greek, odds are she died tragically. With how beautiful she is, it probably involves rape or mind control.' you looked away, taking a seat on your motorcycle in front of Medea.

The usual shtick of the Greek Gods. God were they pathetic. 'Imagine being a god and having to rape to get a girl.' you snorted. Truly they were the trash that stood atop all other trash.

"Will you be alright to hang on till I drive us back?" you looked over your shoulder and asked Medea.

Her hood covered eyes stared into yours and you had the feeling she was rolling her eyes at you, "I'm not so dainty I can't hold on to you driving this absurd modern vehicle, weakened as I am, I'm still a servant master, remember that." she sighed, shaking her head.

Despite her tone, your lips quirked up into a grin when you heard what she called you. 'Master, I could get used to that.' you thought happily as you revv'd the motorcycle to life once again.

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It didn't take much longer before you arrived at your mansion. As you did, two of your boys on guard duty, large, muscular men in black suits with black shades over their eyes, with semi-automatic rifles hung over their shoulders were quick to greet you, "Boss, welcome back!" they declared together, bowing their heads to you.

They didn't even blink at the sight of Medea, and Rider carrying Sakura even when she landed beside you from high up in the air. After all, they'd seen you perform astounding feats like that all the time. And they were capable of performing absurd feats of their own, though not to the same level.

Every one of your boys that had gained clearance to you personally to enter your mansion, had been enhanced by your body enhancement magic. And each carried weapons that had been enhanced through reinforcement magic by you.

Even a servant should balk at trying to infiltrate your mansion. After all, they may have been immune to normal guns and bullets, but they were not immune to magically enhanced guns and bullets that shot faster, hit harder and were far more sturdy.

"...I can see why Shinji was so jealous of you." Rider snorted.

"This is your base of operations?" Medea hummed, taking your hand after you parked your bike and held it out to her, eyeing your two boys outside with interest, and a slight bit of impression.

"He's a lazy yakuza leader," Rider 'helpfully' informed, "From what I've gathered, he killed his old teacher who tried to steal his body as a child and then built his own gang in this city to do the tedious grunt work like earning money for him."

You rolled your eyes, "That's simplifying it far too much," you replied, "Though, not untrue." there was far more to it than simply your hedonistic desires after all.

"Hypnosis over time, and you've even reinforced their bodies over time in a similar manner to your own," Medea hummed inspecting your boys who just stood there waiting for your words, they were well trained like that, "And quite the Bounded Fields you have. Physical barriers, magical barriers, hypnotic barriers to ward away the eyes of normal humans, you're very thorough, and cunning at that, these do not just draw magic from the air itself, but from your subordinates as well."

"Good eye." you praised her. Then again, a woman of her level should be at least capable of this much.

None of your boys had any inborn magic circuits. That did not mean you could not give them then. All who had been verified and allowed permission into your mansion, had multiple nerves turned into magic circuits. While not of truly great quality, it was a simple matter for you to heal them one by one and keep them from being paralyzed thanks to your magic.

A pity it was so hard to perform on yourself and concentrate on your magic at the same time. Otherwise, you would be even more powerful than you were now.

But, as Medea said, your Bounded Fields were so strong, because there were easily a hundred that qualified as spellcasters in your home at all times, guarding you and powering the Bounded Fields. You had made sure each and every single one of them was capable of performing Reinforcement upon themselves and their weapons, so that the reinforcement on their weapons never ended.

The very suits they were wearing, were more sturdy than kevlar.

Usually nerve circuits like them would fade over time, but with your magic, it was a simple matter to make them permanent.

Medea's blue painted lips curved up a bit, "Well..at the very least, you're far more competent than my former master, he would never think of empowering others like this."

"Then he was trash." you shrugged. Building your boys up as you had, enhancing not only their physical abilities, but their brains to think faster and clearer and their very bodies allowing them to live longer, was one of the best decisions you had ever made.

Truly, you were a genius.

Medea giggled, "Yes he was." she agreed.

You chuckled yourself, before ordering your men to take your bike, informing them to bring it to your work shop later, "Wait," you stopped them before they got to it, "Has the magic circle I asked for been completed?"

"Yes boss!" the one closest to you nodded, "We had it done within a half hour of you leaving! It's just outside your workshop, ready for you to use."

"Good work." you pat him on the shoulder, grinning. Then, you opened the Bounded Fields mentally and keyed in Medea, Rider and Sakura with a thought.

Instead of entering the main home, you headed straight for your workshop. A massive building, almost the size of a mansion itself, but really more of a garage at the right side of the estate near the main house.

"The mana here is quite abundant." Medea commented, and you noticed that she had regained a bit of colour in her skin. She was looking healthier by the minute.

'That's because the bounded fields are connected to me, my boys and the natural mana of the world.' you noted. Really, there was so much powering the bounded fields of your home that it may as well be a miniature ley line in output and scale.

When you reached your work shop, your eyes went to the two of yours boys waiting outside it and guarding it steadily, briefly glancing over the blood red magic circle painted with blood on the ground.

Your own blood at that. It was great for a magical catalyst. Your blood was powerful after all.

The blood you had stored for uses like this, was more of a mystic code than regular blood now. It was enchanted to explode if someone other than you fed your magic power into it.

The blood you'd drained into containers for purposes such as this in advance. Not the actual blood in your veins right now. That...would be silly.

Though interesting. You could imagine some fool feeling joyful if they landed a hit on you, drawing a splatter of blood from you, only for their body to be minced apart by a massive explosion.

'Are there no limits to my genius?' you wondered, smothering a grin. "Boys, go get a nutritional drip and fluid drip ready and prepared, leave them outside my room." you ordered the two on guard outside your workshop.

"Yes boss!" they didn't question your orders at all and rushed off to do as they were told.

Good lads those boys of yours were.

"Fluid and Nutrition?" Medea looked at you askance, head tilted to the side.

"For Sakura," you replied, gesturing to the girl in Rider's arms, "I'm going to be using my magic to get rid of a few...interlopers in her body and give her what she wanted."

"...You're doing it first instead of summoning or contracting Caster?" Rider asked, and you were astute enough to hear the surprise in her voice.

What a silly question!

You rolled your eyes, "Of course I am, the sooner the better for Sakura," you retorted, astounded at the very idea, "Do you really think I'd place a servant I've never even met before, above the importance of my woman?"

"You only truly met Sakura tonight." Rider deadpanned.

"Irrelevant, I'm not constrained by little things like that, Sakura is my treasured woman, end of story." you humphed at her.

When you vowed something, you kept that. And you promised to cherish that girl, so you would. And not for all eternity would you go back on that. That was what it meant to be who you were.

You pressed your hand against the doors of your work shop and pulsed your prana through it, unlocking the bounded field keeping the doors shut.

They swung open and you stepped inside, the two servants behind you following you inside.

"An odd setup for a work shop." Medea hummed, her head turning to a wall with a variety of blades hanging from a shelf.

You shrugged, you weren't exactly a proper magus now were you? Instead of some creepy dark room with a cauldron in the middle or something tacky like that, your work shop was illuminated by the shine of diamonds reflecting light from their insides, casting the room in a glittering silvery white light. And it was full of all kinds of technology, looking more like a proper, if futuristic garage than anything.

Parked sports cars, guns hanging on the walls, large containers with raw materials or boxes with items you thought to play around with.

At the end, there was a sturdy staircase that led up to an office overlooking the entire workshop.

"What now?" Rider asked, uncaring of your amazingly modern work shop.

You gestured to just below your office, where a different kind of magic circle, one used for specifically infusing your magic power was imprinted upon the floor lay, around it, various gems over layed it, glowing with power and then leading trails of your blood up to the walls themselves, allowing them to connect to the building itself and the gems implanted all over the building.

"Put her in the middle of that magic circle." you ordered, and Rider quickly nodded, making her way over to do just that.

"Jewel Craft?" Medea asked.

You nodded, "Kind of," you replied, "My innate abilities allow me to grow even the tiniest part of anything to larger sizes, so diamonds themselves can be grown from coal. I know little about Jewel Craft beyond the theory, but they are good for storing my prana at least."

She nodded, "It's crudely done, amateurish indeed, but the fact you did it at all speaks of your talent." she praised lightly.

"Heh." you thumbed your nose lightly in pride, giving the servant a nod and making your way over to where Rider was now lying down Sakura.

As soon as Rider placed your new girlfriend down in the magic circle and stepped out of it, you stepped into it, the diamonds all within the room and their bright silvery white light, shifting to a bloody crimson red.

"Grow." you incanted, flipping all of your circuits on, the image of an ever expanding ball of power within you flashing in your head.

You walked over to Sakura and crouched down atop her, placing your hands on her stomach.

"What are you going to do?" Rider asked.

You smirked, yet didn't turn away as you used Structural Analysis to find out exactly where every worm in her body currently was, "Well, these worms have been biting her for years, it's only fair that she gets to bite back a little, right?" you replied.

"...That doesn't explain anything." the curvaceous purple haired beauty of a servant deadpanned.

You sighed, truly she was ever so doubtful of you, "My body magic can let me make minor changes to the body, it's simple enough to.." you grunted and focused, and you felt as thin strands of Sakura's insides speared out into the heads of every single worm at once, killing them all at once, "Shift small parts of her body like so, and kill every single worm."

The 'hard' part was making sure that shift in her body, didn't damage anything inside her, like her heart. But just using a single strand of skin from it? Easy enough.

'Now comes the truly harder part though.' you mused, tuning Rider out and putting your full attention into your woman.

You focused on the insides of her body and began reinforcing the functions of her body. Making her lungs and heart, her ability to breath more efficient, increasing the safety and flow of her blood, the oxygen and chemical intake and growth of her muscles, and then you drew upon the semen full of magical energy within her and drew upon the magical energy fuelling the gems of your workshop.

Overkill it might be, but you would take no chances with your woman.