Silence fell once again as the pirate pondered upon the otherās words.
At first, his hand twitched to reach his gun; to offend the master that gave him a second chance after the deal in Okeanos, the master that actively trusted him to fight alongside them, even if he was known as the scourge of the seas? Ah! How dared this good for nothing Saint saying such thing? Teeth grinding onto each other, Hook already sharp and ready to strike.
But then, he heard the rest. And somehow, his frown disappeared, replaced by his usual smug smile. A small giggling, blowing up into an heartfell laugh that echoed across the chambers of the church. Loud, booming, while his hands stood onto his hips and his back arched. A laugh that would last for a while, till he explained what caused this fit.
āYou know, ye almost got me. Iām serious! Insulting the Master that gave me a second chance, insultinā my way of living. But youāre wrong, Priest.ā
With a quick movement, the Pirate brought his hands to the sides, arms spread, his height now fully evident. A smile that shine true, even behind his mustache.
āThankless Masters? Confined into a room? Ah, you donāt even know half of it! My Master counts on me, and gave me a chance no other person would after my horrible, reputation ruining behavior of the past! Every dayās a new adventure, be it simply sparring with Servants that I would never have met or by fighting horrendous creature spawned from the bowels of those Demon Gods!ā
āMeanwhile, the one locked between four walls aināt me, itās you. You, who find the only pleasure to just ruin other peopleās desire. But to that, I say screw you, priest.ā
āThat Shield girl, the blue-haired caster. The overweight emperor, the panicky King, and me! Us alone, without four or five stars, were able to bring down things that no other servant ever fought! All while youāre locked up in here, in a limbo till the time youāll be released as some kind of boss! And watch it, youāll not even be a servant to fight, just yet another guy turninā in a pillar! Youāll not even have your own battle sprites! Bahahahah!ā
Another long laugh, as he caught three quartz he has in his pockets - donāt ask when and where he got them - and just launched them in his face, uncaring on whenever they fell short, went too high or hit him straight in the face.
āKeep onā cursinā people, Priest. Youāre giving us nothinā but a good challenge. Four stars, Five stars, Gilgamesh, who cares!ā
āI AM EDWARD MOTHERFUCKING TEACH! Scourge of the Sea, Devil among pirates! Iāve lived my life in the seas, exploring every corner of the world, looting the lootable, spending the spendable, dying while fighting against one of the Navyās biggest ambushes!
Iāll take all your Keys! Black, Blue, Red! Iāll take them all, and then shove them all up your arse one by one when the time will be right! Keep that in mind, scurvy ridden priest!ā
One blink, two blinks. Kirei watched as the anger in Blackbeardās face turned itself into amusement; then to determination. The original speech talking about how he was going to walk the plank, how he was going to hand those saint quartz to the guy completely forgotten he picked up on a purpose to go in life.
Then, to add salt to the growing pile, he even got three extra saint quartz to boot!
āIs that so...?ā Kirei calmly asked that rhethorical question, just before the saint quartz stopped and started floating right in front of the priest, as if they themselves were frozen in time, but the rest of the world kept going on.
Kirei picked one of them, then----
Chew, chew, chew, chew, chew, gulp.
āRejoice, Blackbeard, for your wish was just grantedā Kireiās voice seemingly boomed around them with power granted by the thousands of wishes included in his diet.
The summoning ritual presenting itself, a single card provided instead of the usual 10 people asked for.
A single ring appeared, for what use would a servant have rolling for other servants? Let the masters themselves roll until their hearts are satisfied for that ever-elusive 5 star.
The ring gave way to a single gold card. 4 star craft essence? 5 star? Weeeeeell, since Teach said he didnāt need no 5 stars, a 4 star craft essence seems reasonable enough, doesnāt it? But the luck of the cards cannot be controlled, it can only be speculated upon.
At last, the card reveals itself
The priest himself doesnāt say anything, his handās in an open palm, making making the motions as if offering the card to blackbeard, all with a subtle saintly smile on his face.
Congratulations, Blackbeard! Youāll be taking the priest outside of the room after all, in a weird sort of sense!
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