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Fire Emblem Protagonist 06
🕑 Added 2024-11-01 20:27:27 +0000 UTC"Yo, cousin. The princess is calling you."
And like that, his dreams of having a nice rest to prepare for the next day had gone away with the wind. He was already super tired from 'shopping' with her, so couldn't she give him a break!?
And he said 'shopping' because in the end she didn't actually buy a single damn thing! As it turns out, nothing produced by this city is worthy of her coin. So all she did was go around calling people mean names...
Heitor held back a scowl. "Do you know why?" He wished Yae was here so that he could complain...
Aldeberan trembled, almost as if in fear. "Yeah, I do. I just don't understand it."
Heitor squinted his eyes. "The hell is that supposed to mean!? Just tell me what she wants so I can get my heart ready!"
Al's trembling got worse. "Well cousin, have you ever considered that maybe I'm not ready?" He clicked his tongue. "Schult was one thing, but this is.... this is... some people get all the luck. I don't think I can be your cousin anymore."
Heitor's eye twitched. "Oi, I don't know if you're just joking around or serious, so just tell me what's going on already." Luck? Did she want to give him a rai—.
"The princess wants to sleep with you." Ah. Ah!? "And before you ask me to elaborate on the why, I wish I knew."
He continued. "Honestly... she warmed up to you way too damn quickly. I never seen that before..." He sounded truly defeated. "It really isn't fair at all, so please turn down the charm cousin."
Heitor was as pale as a ghost. "I wish I knew how..." He shook his head. "But it's whatever. I guess orders are orders." This was just another Schult situation.
Even so... his heart was beating kinda fast.
Al nodded. "Yeah, good luck, cousin. Make sure to trip on something on the way to her room and die." That wasn't good luck...
Heitor snorted. "I'll try to."
And so, he said his goodbyes to Aldeberan, and began making his way to Priscilla's room.
This was weird. Had he done something to her to get this sort of... 'preferential' treatment? He didn't think so. The Support was the first thing that came to mind of course, but that thing didn't seem like it had changed her attitude in the past.
Knowning Priscilla, it could just be a whim.
He hesitantly knocked on her door. "Lady Priscilla, did you call me?" Al could be pranking him, so it was better to confirm things before doing anything.
Her calm voice came from inside the room. "Yes, come in piggy." Should she really still be calling him a piggy!?
Heitor fearfully opened the door, and walked inside. Without a doubt his future was uncertain and filled with dark beasts of all kinds... Had any Fire Emblem protagonist in the past even dealt with such a scary situation!?
He bowed. "Hello Lady Priscilla, what is it that you need of me?" Again, this could be Al playing a prank...
Priscilla sat up on her bed. "I wish for you to sleep with me."
There was no prank! "C-can I ask why?" Perhaps going through the capital, and not being worshipped by random people, had driven her insane?
She shrugged. "I frequently sleep with Schult, and he is akin to a small little puppy. So I wish to discover if a small little piggy is any different." She glared at him. "If you are having any... filthy thoughts, extinguish them immediately."
"I'm not." He was. Why were her tits so big!? "And... what kind of person sleeps with a pig?" Besides, he wasn't small!
She huffed. "From what I understand, when taken care of, a pig can be quite a clean creature. So there should be no problem with this." She would rather say that, then just admit he wasn't a literal pig?
That was kind of amazing, in its own twisted way.
However, it also meant there was no way to escape this situation. "Well then, I..."
"Stop wasting mine time and come to bed already." Geez...
He followed her orders, trying to ignore his heart that was beating far too fast. It should be fine, he was smart enought to not do anything perverted, and so she wouldn't do anything perverted either...
She hugged his arm.
It was maybe a bit pathetic, but he blushed immediately. "L-Lady Priscilla, what are you doing...?"
She rolled her eyes. "The same thing I do every night with Schult." How was he still alive? "Is every thought that passes through your mind a dirty one? Perhaps you need more cleaning before this."
He gulped. "I'll have you know I actually consider myself to be pretty well controlled all things considered." Any other isekai protagonist would be having a heart attack in this situation!
But he was not! He was just close to it!
"A pig who does not admit his own greed is pathetic indeed." She tightened the hug. "But I'll forgive you, since you are almost as good as Schult." Almost!? He didn't know how to feel about being worse than a kid...
Nonetheless, he ignored that, and the discomfort he felt with this situation, and slowly closed his eyes.
Even if he had a feeling he wouldn't be getting a single wink of sleep.
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When he had previously gone to explore the capital, the streets had been pretty empty. Most likely because it had been late at night, and so most people were either asleep, or just didn't want to leave at dangerous hours.
Ironically enough, this had made protecting Priscilla easier. There wasn't a lot of threats around to watch out for.
Which is they going out during the day was much more stressful. "Lady Priscilla, I don't think this is a good idea. Especially without Aldeberan... Actually, why isn't he here...?" That was the worst part.
For some dumbass reason, Priscilla had only brought him along.
She huffed. "That fool told me I shouldn't go out during the day because it would be dangerous. So it is just the two of us."
Heitor tilted his head. "Wait a moment, he actually refused to come?" That was very strange for Al, who practically worshiped Priscilla.
If she suddenly said the Sun was blue, he would probably chuckle and then agree with her, even if he actually didn't believe it. Or in other words, he was the ultimate gladiator simp.
She smirked. "It is not that he refused to come, it is simply that I did not tell him. Currently he must be wondering where we have gone." She wanted to give poor Al a heart attack!?
Actually, screw the poor part. Heitor had yet to forgive the gladiator for his previous behavior.
Even so, this was a dangerous situation to be in. "Ignoring the Aldeberan matter, what do you even want to do, Lady Priscilla? You didn't seem to buy anything yesterday..." Why would that change now?
She scowled. "Because yesterday I found nothing interesting, but during the day that might change." She pointed at a merchant. "For example, take a look at that man! Isn't the fruit he is selling rather exotic...?"
"Lady Priscilla, those are apples." She had them for breakfast.
Her eyes widened in wonder. "I have never heard of such a name before. I'm surprised you have." What the...?
Oh, right. "Sorry Lady Priscilla, but I actually meant to say appas." This world was so stupid. "They're called apples in my world, and I'm still kind of confused..." Why were the names of food all different!?
She squinted her eyes. "I shall not fall for such an obvious prank, piggy." It wasn't one though!
Nonetheless, her curiosity had now been peaked by the supposedly exotic fruit. So they approached the merchant.
Priscilla immediately went to the point. "Merchant, I wish to purchase two apples." She was still calling it that!?
He raised an eyebrow. "Apples...? You mean you want two appas, miss?"
Priscilla glared at him. "Yes, but do not believe I am falling for your joke for a second." She still refused to accept they were appas!? Why!?
The merchant, did not care enough to question her. "Okay, um... they're one silver coin each, miss." That was strange.
Heitor didn't know much of the currency of this world yet, but that seemed rather expensive for an apple... appa. Was he scamming Priscilla because she looked rich? Or were things just expensive right now?
In the end it didn't matter. "Here." Priscilla casually tossed a holy gold coin towards the man, and then picked her appas.
Without even bothering to wait for the merchants response, she began walking away with appas in hand.
She handed one over to Heitor. "Since I'm in a good mood, I shall allow you to taste this strange fruit. Do not blame me if you happen to be allergic to it."
He snorted. "Sure. But I really do mean when I say these are appas."
"They are not." She clicked her tongue. "Are you trying to make me mad, piggie?"
What was up with this nutjob!? "No, but I mean... seriously. Why do you refuse to believe it?"
She let out an annoyed groan. "Would you ask why a man refuses to believe the ocean is the sky? An appa is white, this... apple is red. I am not a fool."
For a moment he almost snapped at her instinctively... but then he realized... This woman had never seen a unpeeled apple before, had she? That sounded way too much like Priscilla, so he could believe it.
"Just bite on it, you'll see what I mean." He bit on his own apple.
She soon did the same, and after a bit of humming... "It does have a similar inside to an appa, but the red part is distinct enought to make it a new experience." She glared at it. "I shall purchase more apples in the future."
He snapped. "It's an appa damn it!"
She huffed. "How many times must I tell you I am no fool?" It was funny, at the same time she claimed to not be a fool, she walked into a dark alleyway.
He pinched his nose, following her. "I'm never going to change your mind, am I?" Both about the apple, and the alleyway.
And as one would expect, as soon as the walked in, a trio of thiefs blocked their way. "Hey, hey, look what we've got here, a couple of fools who have way too much money..."
Heitor's ability immediately filled him in what they were capable of....
It wasn't much, they pretty much didn't have any skill, and only one of them was armed. They probably only got around with intimidation... Oh, and one of the guys had an ability that meant he was skilled in bed.
What...?
Priscilla glared at him. "Fools...? If you three are also about to say an apple is an appa, I suggest suicide. I do not wish to dirty my hands with rat blood." She was genuinely mad about that!?
It was such a confusing thing that the thiefs actually stood silent for a moment.
Until one of them drew a knife. "Lady, we are going to rob you."
And like that, it was his turn to step-in. "I do not believe you will, friend." He summoned his Rapier. "Unless you count trying as good enough... Let's just say you guys better be good at dodge tanking."
It was strange... everything he had learned thus far in his life told him that when confronted by an armed man, you shouldn't fight back. Money wasn't worth one's life. And yet, at this point he had faced scarier things than a couple of thugs.
Like demon dog things. Or demon hippo things. Or big axe holding thugs.
The man carrying the knife... immediately turned around to run. "Fuck this! I ain't fighting a mage!" His little squadron following behind.
Mage? Did they thinkt that because of the Rapier he summoned?
He supposed that was understandable. "Lady Priscilla, should I give chase?" This hadn't even started a battle! He wanted to farm some precious exp out of them!
Not that he would murder them, but combat always gave exp in Fire Emblem!
Priscilla shook her head. "No. It we try to exterminate every rat in the capital, we would go mad." Did she really have to call them rats?
He put his sword back into his inventory. "If you say so." His Spider-Man senses told him that was bad though! What if they killed uncle Ben!?
The two made their way out of the alleyway, which Priscilla had used as a simple shortcut, and eventually dropped their eaten apples at a public bin.
But at they explored the city, he spotted something strange. "Hey, those clothes..."
There was a girl sitting on a bench, looking... lost? Tired? She was just there kind of doing nothing. She did have marks around her neck as well. Had she been attacked perhaps? Most striking however, was her choice of clothing.
No, more striking was...!
Return by Death. Yin Magic. High Spiritual Affinity. Sage Candidate. High levels of Witch Miasma.
Who the hell was this chick!? Did all isekai'd people except him get time looping powers!? And her was way better than Al's too...! Even if she couldn't talk about it!
Priscilla raised an eyebrow. "They do look dreadful piggy, but staring at is uncouth."
Said the woman who loved judging people! "That's now what I mean, those clothes are from my world." It was a tracksuit of all damn things!
Priscilla squinted her eyes. "Truly...? How interesting." She began walking towards the poor girl, clearly curious.
Had he just followed the Al path and set Priscilla upon a fellow innocent Earthling? In that case he would like to apologize! He didn't do it on purpose, he wasn't a traitor like the gladiator bastard!
Though... he obviously was curious about the girl as well, so he followed Priscilla.
Who was tactful as usual with her introduction. "Girl, are you from beyond the Great Waterfall?" Who starts a conversation like that!?
The girl slowly raised her head to look at Priscilla. "H-huh...? Sorry, are you talking with me?" Her voice sounded rough. Probably because of her throat wound.
Priscilla glared at her in response. "Who else would I be talking to? Yes, I'm talking to you, foolish girl. Now answer me, are you from beyond the Great Waterfall or not?"
The girl stayed silent for a few minutes before responding. "The great what?"
Before Priscilla could add more throat wounds to the mysterious girl, he interjected. "She's asking if you're from another world, miss." If she didn't know about the Great Waterfall, could it be that she was recently summoned?
Then it would be his duty as a fellow Earthling to lend a hand.
But then again, she already had Yin Magic, so she couldn't be a newbie. Besides, what could he ever offer to such a busted timelooper!? He didn't have a Sword of the Creator lying around!
The girl nodded. "Yeah, I'm from Earth." And then her eyes widened. "Wait, how the hell do you know that!?"
He chuckled. "That's because I'm from Earth too, so I recognize those clothes." He pointed at himself. "The name is Heitor, I'm from Brazil to be more specific." To think he met another Earthling so early...
How common were they!?
Her smile was shaky. "Really!? I'm Subaru Natsuki, from Japan!" Just like Al...
Maybe all Japanese people got time looping? He would need more evidence before coming to a definitive conclusion.
She then looked at Priscilla. "Are you from Earth too, miss!?"
Priscilla winced. "Ugh, must you screech everything you say with such an awful voice, barn owl?" Subaru immediately recoiled into herself. "But to answer your question, no I am not. Mine name is Priscilla Barielle, born and raised in this world."
She continued. "But I just happened to adopt two strays from your world. Heitor here, and another man from Japan called Aldeberan."
Subaru seemed pretty understandably dejected. "That's a pretty weird name for a Japanese."
Heitor chuckled. "He's a pretty weird guy in general, and..." He took a nervous glance at Priscilla. "Please don't be too sad, this is just the way she is."
Priscilla huffed. "Of course the loudest man in the world would defend the loudest woman in the world." His reputation as a loud person came back to bite him in the ass!? "Your only redeeming quality is being a good pillow."
Subaru blushed. "P-pillow? What does that mean...?"
Priscilla's glare returned to her. "Not what you think, so take your mind off the gutter, barn owl." She was really gonna keep calling her that!?
Well... better than mutt or pig...
Subaru's blush only got worse. "My mind wasn't in the gutter! Your words picked it up and put it there!" She shook her head, and pouted. "A-anyways what do you guys even want?"
Priscilla smirked. "We were just curious about your existence, that's all..." She hummed for a moment. "But I supposed I wouldn't mind adopting you." She passed the Priscilla test!?
Subaru immediately waved her off. "Thanks for the offer ma'am, but I already have a mom."
Priscilla's eye twitched. "I meant it as a pet, barn owl." Wait, what animal was Al then? "So far my two Earthlings have provided... adequate entertainment, so I suppose I would not mind acquiring a third."
That's...
He wanted to say it was a bad idea, he knew how Priscilla was after all. Still, it would be better than living in the streets with zero connections, so he did not interject. Worst case scenario, Subaru could just dip after making some money like he was planning on doing.
Subaru looked. "Um... Sorry, but I'll pass." She scratched her cheek. "I sold my phone... an item from my world for a decent amount of cash, so I got some plans and stuff underway already."
"If that's your decision." Now Priscilla was pouting. She wanted an owl after all...
Heitor raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure about that? Priscilla can be pretty... special, but if nothing else she will put a roof over your head and give you a paid job."
Subaru nervously chuckled. "Yeah, I'm sure. I'm doing... fine. I'm even waiting for a... business partner right now." Oh, so that's why she was here all by herself.
"If you say so." If she had something better than Priscilla, then that was that.
To prove his point that she was a terror, Priscilla stepped on his foot. "Piggy, she rejected my offer once. Do not think for a second I would have given her another."
He winched. "Ouch...! I get it! I get it!" After pressing on his foot harder, she took her own foot off it.
Bitch.
Subaru giggled. "You two are kind of funny." She raised a hand, caressing her neck. "Good luck out there."
Priscilla grinned. "Do not taint me with your words barn owl, the world already works on my favor. Your wishes would be but a drop of water in the ocea—."
"Thanks." He cut the megalomaniac off. "By the way Subaru... What's with your throat? Do you... um... need medical assistance?" He could... maybe provide it.
For a moment her body completely stopped moving, but eventually she waved him off with awkward chuckles. "Nah, it's fine. I just got in a... accident, but I barely feel it."
He squinted his eyes. "Right... but if it's hurting..." He summoned his Vulnerary. "Take a sip or two of this. It should help you."
Subaru looked at it with curiosity. "Um? What's that?" In fact, Priscilla looked curious about it too.
He scratched his cheek. "Think of it like a low level healing potion." How would a ten HP translate in this world?
Subaru cautiously took it from his hand. "Okay... bottoms up!" Even if she shouted it excitedly, it was clear that she didn't really trust it. Instead slowly raising it to her lips.
She slowly took a swig...
And her wounds immediately lessened. "Ah, that does feel a lot better." Even her voice didn't seem as rough as before.
He put his hands on his hips. "I know right?" It was a shame that it wasn't enough to completely heal her neck, but at least it had somewhat help—.
Subaru raised it to her lips, and began drinking again. This time she didn't seem to care about caution at all, drinking it like her life depended on it.
After it was over, she handed him over the empty Vulnerary. "Guh...! That feels great, Heitor! Thanks for the help!" Her wounds had now completely disappeared.
Thirthy HP had been healed, or whatever it's equivalent was.
He took back the empty bottle, now defeated. "Your welcome..." Damn it!
It was great that she felt better now and all that, but did she have to drink it all!? Part of his future master plan was reverse engineering the Vulnerary so he could mass produce it and sell a ton to become rich...!
There it went his dreams of joining the Anna family. His precious liquid had all gone down a girl's throat, and much like sleeping with Priscilla, it sounded a lot more exciting than it actually was.
Subaru scratched her nose. "Hah... I feel great." Her eyes gained a strange gleam. "You're a pretty colorful guy, Heitor. I'll pay you back for this one day."
He raised a hand. "Don't stress over it."
"Nope, I'm gonna stress over it."
