Nurarihyon (Assassin) 4 Stars
Origin: Japanese Myths
Height: 175 cm
Weight: 66 kg
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic Balanced
Stats:
Strength: D
Endurance: C+
Agility: B+
Mana: C
Luck: C
NP: ?
Default:
Although named Nurarihyon, no one truly knows his origins. He is remembered by people as an old man Youkai, but for some reason, when summoned, he is completely different from what folklore describes.
He likes to call himself a "passing Youkai," enjoys drinking sake, smoking a pipe, and admiring cherry blossoms. Among these, his favorite pastime is sneaking into people's houses and eating their food.
He also enjoys flirting with women, especially those who are wicked.
*****
Jalter was watching the battle before her with a look of delight.
Perhaps because she wanted to see her enemies crushed.
Or maybe she was curious to see if a lone figure could stand against her four Servants.
And she wasn't disappointed.
Vlad III, in the form of his Berserker version but summoned as a Lancer, was sharper than ever.
The downside? Thanks to the Gilles (?), he retained the physical prowess of a Berserker, making him terrifyingly powerful.
One could say he was a walking disaster.
But surprisingly, the enemy Servant was holding their own against Vlad remarkably well.
"Interesting. You've blocked my spear for the fifth time. I must commend you," Vlad said, his tone as refined as his appearance.
"Oh, thank you, dear vampire sir. If you want to praise me, how about putting down your weapon and having a chat over my sake?"
"I like the idea, but I prefer blood."
Both stepped back, readying their stances.
Assassin, Saber, and Rider were watching the duel.
Assassin was only interested in bathing in the blood of beautiful, virgin girls, so she didn't join in.
Saber respected the one-on-one duel and chose not to interfere.
Rider, on the other hand… she seemed reluctant, as if she wasn't entirely comfortable being on the side of evil.
Jalter, as their Master, understood her Servants' behaviors quite well.
"What's wrong? No more tricks?" Vlad twirled his spear, eyeing **Nura**.
"Oh, I've got some—if you give me the chance."
"Haha, you're quite the comedian," Vlad laughed.
Vlad then thrust his spear into the ground, and thousands of bloodied stakes erupted from the earth, charging toward Nura.
Nura retreated at high speed, then hurled his katana at Vlad.
Vlad blocked it, only for Nura to suddenly appear in front of him, grabbing his sword and slashing at Vlad's shoulder.
Blood spilled, but Vlad merely smiled.
A dark aura emanated from Vlad, starkly different from Nura's, swirling behind him.
Nura attempted a crescent kick, but it passed right through.
Vlad then phased through Nura, landing three or four slashes on him.
But then, Nura turned into black smoke—it seemed the attack hadn't landed.
"Not bad. Quite similar to me, but it's easy to forget your presence. Is that part of your power, or just your class?" Vlad asked.
"Shin Meikyō Shisui, a technique of my race. It's like how vampires suck blood," Nura replied, reappearing somewhere nearby, resting his sword on his shoulder.
"Haha, I'd advise you to drop the 'vampire' bit. I'm not too fond of it."
"Then don't try sucking my blood."
The battle seemed to tilt in Nura's favor. If it continued, Vlad would take more damage.
…If Jalter wasn't there.
"Lancer, use your Noble Phantasm. End this now," Jalter commanded.
Vlad glanced at Jalter upon hearing her order.
"Oi, oi, that's a bit ruthless, don't you think?" Nura teased with a grin.
"If I weren't ruthless, your allies would come running. After all, Servants can communicate with their Masters from a distance."
"And besides… I'm a Ruler. I know the positions of all Servants. Do it, Vlad."
"Understood."
A crimson aura suddenly enveloped Vlad.
"Covered in blood, I hereby offer up my life!"
Then, from Vlad's body, something burst forth from his flesh.
"Kazikli Bey!"
What emerged were "stakes" Vlad created from within his body—whether from bone, hair, muscle, or otherwise.
In short, their purpose was to impale.
Countless stakes surged toward Nura. He tried to dodge, but they pursued him relentlessly.
"This is troublesome," Nura muttered.
He sprinted with all his might, even cloaking himself completely, but the stakes still followed.
And they were getting faster.
Swish!
Multiple stakes pierced through him, blood splattering everywhere.
"It's over," Jalter said, watching the battle before standing up.
She hated humans, but the one before her wasn't human, so she didn't hate him as much.
But an obstacle was still an obstacle. No matter how interesting he was, her goals took priority.
"Master, the battle's not over yet," a voice called out.
Jalter froze, turning back.
"What?"
She stared in shock at Nura, who, despite being impaled by a barrage of stakes, stood firm.
This was astonishing, especially for an Assassin.
"Milady, I'm a Youkai, not a human. Naturally, my vitality is far greater," Nura said, pulling out a stake. The wounds healed almost effortlessly.
"…" Vlad, no longer smiling, gripped his spear, ready to continue the fight.
"To be honest, I never stood a chance from the start. After all, I'm just a third-rate Servant," Nura said, causing everyone to raise an eyebrow.
You're holding your own against *Vlad*, who's even stronger than his usual self.
"That's why my specialty was never fighting alone. I fight with my allies."
"Allies?" Jalter immediately checked the positions of the enemy Servants. They were still quite far away.
And there was an Archer among them.
"?!"
An Archer?! Where did he come from? Was he summoned out of nowhere?! In the middle of a grassy field?!
"So, you've noticed, beautiful lady?" Nura grinned.
"You…" Jalter drew the sword at her side, gripping her battle standard in the other hand.
She was ready to finish Nura herself right then and there.
"Your side's already used a Noble Phantasm. Now it's our turn," Nura said, taking a deep breath.
"DO IT, MASTER!!"
Immediately after, an overwhelming pressure bore down on Jalter and her Servants.
And then, a piercing voice rang out.
"STELLA!!!!"
The sound of a bow firing echoed like a nuclear explosion. They looked up to see a star streaking across the sky at breakneck speed.
No, it was more like a meteor… though not quite.
"Oh, great," Jalter muttered, completely exasperated.
Moments later, the entire castle where they were fighting exploded into oblivion.