"Is...there a problem?" Arthur asked.
"Oh no, just some business I got…" Liam chuckled lightly as he looked at the list. "So...this is annoying…" Arthur chuckled at his Master.
"Well, you aren't too much of a politician, are you?"
"Politician? That's too boring for a guy like me…" Liam merely complained. "I just go up for anything besides talking...I should at least get one of my Servants to do the talking…"
"You really aren't a Master material, are you, Master?" Liam merely shook his head in response.
"I didn't remember the last time I did a negotiation, did you?" Arthur shook his head in response.
"No, there are a lot of times I have to do some kind of politics and to be honest, I'm not fond of it myself." The King of Knights smiled. "Being a King is harder than I thought…"
"I'd say, I would rather be a Knight than a King, no offense." Arthur chuckled.
"None taken, Master." The King waved off. "It's been a while, since I had a laugh."
"I'd bet on that." Liam gleefully responded before he took out a notepad. 'Ezio, you're so done for in our bets on King Arthur.'
"So, we're here." Nakami stated as the group got to the front of the Kuoh Academy, gates still open. "We're supposed to meet in the old school building."
"This might end bad." Avenger voiced his opinion as he manifested himself, Scáthach and Ezio were already in, Ezio making sure Scáthach was not in any trouble or...pick a fight.
"Yup, just be weary of shit…" Liam could hear Atalanta click her tongue at his choice of words, but the Master chose to ignore it. "Well, Nakami-san and Kira-chan, please show us the way." The two Servants nodded before they began to show the way to said building. "Oh by the way, how's school?"
"It was...fine...it's been a while, since I and Kira got into one. Thank you, Master." Nakami answered with Liam smiling at the young man.
"No problem, Nakami-san." Liam responded back. "It just seems like the right thing to do…"
"L-Liam-san?"
"I should be making another room for your sister…" Liam simply gave out a blank look. "Fuck my life...I wanna have peace and apparently the world hates me…"
"L-Liam-nii, you don't need to do-" Kira tried to reassure the Master, who continued to gave out a blank look without even hearing the girl's words.
"He's completely dead on the inside..." The Servants whispered to themselves, a sweatdrop forming on their head.
By the time, Liam and his Servants got to the building, the Master sighed as he looked at the Student Council. "I'm very worried of what is about to happen…" He muttered under his breath. "So, how is this going to play out?" He asked, trying to sound stern and serious.
…
It was not very effective apparently.
"Do you have the Peerage in your hands?" The black-haired girl with her glasses slightly reflecting the light of the light bulb.
"Of course, that was the deal, was it not?" Liam asked with a joy-filled voice, his Lancer coughed at her Master, the woman was still in her teacher's outfit, while her pair of glasses made her a lot more intelligent-looking, not saying that she wasn't intelligent-looking without them. "E-Ehem, just to clarify, there is nothing about the owance, you just owe me one...only one…" A bullet of sweat ran down his side of the head.
"Right…" Sona narrowed her eyes. "Where are the Peerage members?" She raised her eyebrow.
"Yes, the Peerage Members...they are here, aren't they?" Medea manifested herself from her astral form, having her hood cover her youthful face.
"Of course…" The Caster class nodded before the magic that she placed upon them break and let the three Peerage members appeared to be...mostly wounded, but their wounds were mostly treated...mostly… "There were some...complications with some wounds, therefore...we treated as nest as we could. If not…"
"I believe it's their fault?" Scáthach interrupted with a pair of stern-looking eyes. "Whether or not, we excessively wound them, it's their fault for attacking us in the first place." The Irish lady scoffed as the Student Council grimaced.
"Well...that is quite true…" Sona nodded before she sighed. "Apologies on their behalf, some Devils might be...too selfish."
"We could tell…" Caster frowned on the Student Council. "How about next time, you keep your hands to yourself and not mess with our ranks?"
"Yes...we will." Sona added, the rest of the Student Council looked rather anxious.
"Liam…" Scáthach twitched her eyes as Liam was having his head down on her. "What the hell did you do?" She couldn't stop twitching her eyes as Liam had a massive box on the table.
"I burnt money…" Liam shamefully answered as he looked at the box. "...Wanna do an unboxing?"
"Oh please…" The Lancer sighed before she took out her spear.
"WAIT! This is better." Liam took out a chainsaw out of nowhere. "Oh wait, wrong equipment." He threw the chainsaw somewhere else before he took out his small dagger. "Tis' is good." He quickly slit the tape apart before he opened the box. "Yesssss!" Liam took out a box...with a diecast tank? "Tank!"
"What?" Everyone just gave out a confused look as Liam took out more boxes of tanks.
"Ahhh, being a war equipment enthusiast feels great." Liam took out the tanks out of their boxes. The Servants merely looked at their Master with a weird look. There were a total of twenty-five boxes. There were...a variety of models...Liam turned the television on and switched to the War History Channel that was showing tanks of different sizes.
"God damn it." Scáthach palmed her face. "Liam...what the hell are you doing?"
"Decorating the living room…" Her Master answered with a nonchalant voice as he cut the plastic restraints open. "It looks too dull…" The three snakes slithered around the boxes before going into the cardboard box with the frilled neck lizard and the baby croc to be hissing at themselves.
"...I...nevermind…" The Queen sighed in response as she looked at each of the diecasts. A Tiger ausf E, a Tiger ausf B "Henschel", a Panther Ausf G, a Panzerkampfwagen IV Ausf H, a Panzerkampfwagen III Ausf M, a Jagdtiger, a Centurion Mark 5 AVRE with a 165mm Demolition Gun, a Comet Model B, a Conqueror with a pair of extra-armor piece on each side, an IS-2, a T-34-85, an ISU-152, an SU-100, an M26 Pershing, a T26E4 Super Pershing, a T28 Super Heavy Tank, an M4A3E8, an M41 Walker Bulldog, an M48 Patton and a T30.
The snakes hissed, the trio began to slither around as Liam continued to give out an expression of a child getting his christmas present. The two younger Servants were already fast asleep in their rooms, that they don't even need to deal with the current behavior of their Master. "Alright, if you don't mind I'm going to my room." Ezio yawned before he got upstairs as he was fed up with the day.
"As well as I, good night, Liam." Arthur smiled before he got upstairs.
"Good night, Liam. Sleep well." Martha and Jeanne said their words before going upstairs, Beowulf followed.
"Wait for me!"
"Hmm, I'll be going as well, Liam, good night." Medea smiled before she and Atalanta got upstairs. Scáthach remained downstairs as she sighed at her Master's indulgence with tanks.