Fate Grand Order Servant Novels & Stories

One of the farmers utters. “And who are you that the Luna need to inform before coming?” One of Luna Violeta’s servants rudely cuts in, and I can’t help but roll my eyes. What are these servants to her that they act this way? In our pack, servants are meant to be mute, but these ones smell of audacity. They have so many wings to fly. “We are sorry,” the second farmer responds, and I whiff in disbelief. A farmer apologizing to a servant. Wow!!!

Water in a crystal glass. "They feed their prisoners here?" The words came out sharper than I meant them to. "You're not a prisoner, miss." The girl's voice was soft, almost apologetic. "You're a Blood Servant." "Right. Big difference." I didn't touch the food. My stomach churned just looking at it. "What's your name?" She looked up, surprised. "Mira, miss." "Mira." I tried to smile. My face felt like it might crack. "I'm Sera. Just Sera."

They seemed more like middle-aged zombies than humans. “Dad, Mom, don’t be afraid. All four of them are Young Master Bayer’s subordinates. They are called the Four Great Ghost Servants. These were the four supreme experts I mentioned yesterday. Whether or not my sister’s legs can be recovered will depend on whether the ghost servants can bring Lady Beatrice’s legs back,” Carol said. After that, Levi took out a photo with an address on it and handed them over to two of the ghost servants. The photo showed how Lady Beatrice looked.

he asked sternly this time, taking his hands to the sheath of his sword by his waist ready to attack incase it was some sort of danger they've been trapped in. "I'm Taynor and I need your help" Taynor stated, folding his hand tightly behind him and without warning, he felt his claws growing out from his fingers and he had the urge to spill blood. "We serve our master only"Dave replied. "Master?" "We are soldiers from the kingdom of Zoria"he replied "Then perhaps you should know if any girl with reddish brown hair passed here" "Are you lost?"another of the men asked and the rest burst into laughter. "He seems lost"they ridiculed

Jay kept his voice steady. "Finn, Your Highness." The servant's eyes went wide as he took in Jay's soaked appearance, the wet footprints trailing behind him, the redness around his throat. "Gods, did Lady Sera—" "You saw nothing." Jay pushed off the pillar, studying the servant's face. Fear, yes. But something else underneath. Concern? Actual human concern for the trash Omega prince? Jayvyn's memories stirred: Finn. East wing servant. One of the few who doesn't spit in your food. Brings you meals when everyone else 'forgets.' Never speaks unless spoken to. Kind eyes.

He pushes open the door to a surprised-looking Servant, but he keeps Larissa out of sight by stepping in front of her. “What are you doing here?” I ask her, while keeping my mind-link open for Larissa. “I thought you might enjoy the company, Your Highness.” The Servant says as she unties the ribbon that holds together her dress. “I can give you everything you ever wanted in a woman. Your Mate is no match for me.” I stare at the Servant, who doesn’t seem to understand that she has crossed a line. Brogan’s roar and the look I am giving her don’t stop her from walking toward the bed and Brogan releases another roar as the door opens again.

After a few minutes, Chaos gathered with all the servants in the castle, but the only two that could actually talk were Belphegor and the two skeletons, Oserius and Padhur. The rest were a dozen of living statues, some living armor, a large group of very weak will-o-wisps, and three living brooms that never did their job well, so everything was dusty. Unlike the three Undead, these servants were weaker, the strongest being Ainz's Statue, which was a B-Rank Monster, the rest varied from E-Rank to D-Rank. In this little meeting, Chaos announced to everyone that from now on they could casually address him as Chaos, albeit everyone would still call him "lord" anyways.

Eleya replied. "Maybe, maybe. But that's not important right now." The serviteur shook his head, "Makamisa, Angel of the Animal Tongue has become a stray, corrupted with selfishness." said the serviteur as he raised his palm against her. Eleya grinned, clenching her fists as she stood her ground. The serviteur slashed his hand in the air as fast as possible, projecting a ray of air that acted as blades. Eleya narrowly dodges them and as soon as she found an opening, a deer charged on the serviteur. He avoided the attack, but another followed.

I looked between the two names and then at Adrian. “Why are our names on this?” He took the parchment from my father's hands. “Because this isn't a list of people connected to the Order.” “Then what is it?” “A list of people whose fates have been altered.” The words immediately reminded me of what my father had told me earlier about souls returning when their fate was disturbed. I pointed toward the parchment. “Is this connected to the keys?” Adrian's expression changed. “You know about the keys?” I realized my mistake as soon as the words left my mouth.

I was certain that I looked as red as a tomato right about now. There were many of us who ended up eating together, and it was great to get to know everyone. The Mazarine Protectors were masters of the elements. An element chose their Protector. Yes, you heard me right. For example, Lady Amaralyn Mazarine was chosen by fire while her sister was chosen by water. The Velardi Protectors were connected with Mother Earth. They had influence over the environment and some even had influence over animals. Sir Daverly Velardi, for example, had influence over any living animal.