"I don't mind but it feels like the director is right on this matter." Ritsuka spoke up and received a heartfelt slap on the back from the director.
"See! I knew you would see reason though like always you're willing to jump into the fray once again." Gordolf signed the last part clearly unhappy at the turn of events.
"Sorry… I'm just used to it. I don't want to stand around and do nothing." Ritsuka admitted as he wrung his wrists. "If we need data then it's the least I could do."
"As you say Master. We need test data. I won't mince words since I don't feel like teasing you as much. Right now you should be careful and have your preliminary servants chosen before you head out." Da Vinci chan advised before rolling off to another station. Sion had been napping and 'Captain' as he preferred was doing maintenance on the Shadow Border.
It took several minutes but a team of servants were chosen, Mashu amongst them. Ritsuka had packed up the essentials including those Class Cards that everyone had given him. It had taken several minutes to convince Kiyohime that using her card didn't mean they were soul mates. It had taken longer to clarify that he meant that that sort of thing should be done face to face and not through a fancy gimmick. It had taken longer to pry her off of him so he could start the mission to the exasperation of Archer Emiya who looked as though he could see his past right before him.
The seven figures readied themselves for a reyshift. As the process took hold the entire system went on the fritz. All six servants were shunted out of the room almost violently due to the overburdened system… but the Master was still trapped in his coffin. Several computers broke as a state of emergency was issued. Several Caster servants immediately rushed to the room using their own magecraft to keep the power from overwhelming the room. Even with their combined power it wasn't enough to pry Ritsuka from his coffin.
The system had sent their Master… but no servant would be accompanying him.
Reeling from his memories… which due to interference from several Eldritch gods from beyond the veil were hard enough to recall left him slightly perturbed. He really should have seen this coming since the Director was usually right about these sorts of things. At the very least he always knew when something bad was going to happen before it happened. It was how they survived while within the Imaginary Numbers Space.
"Now what…?" Ritsuka muttered under his breath. While he had plenty of training in almost all fields due to his contracts with all heroic spirits, he didn't have much chance to actually explore places beyond his reach. A teenager… almost an adult was still viewed with some scorn on individuality when it came to Japanese society. It had been worse when you were a mage since their were much steeper expectations beyond the regular become a contributing member of society.
It had taken a few minutes to find a pawn shop… one that was willing to be opened at this time of morning. He needed to get some things out of the way before anything else went wrong. Food, Shelter and a map were amongst the first things Ritsuka handle before the inevitable soul crushing despair would take hold. Without the sensors from Chaldea every thing would have to be checked by sight alone.
While the mana density was heavy in the air, he couldn't exactly use his magecraft like a fool. He didn't even have anything really flashy except for what some of his servants taught him, though the ninja techniques might be good for that. He did have some extra craft essences though of that dapper looking man to use in case of emergencies. Well it was an option at the very least in case he needed an escape.
He had to take a few minutes before the pawnbroker would actually speak with him. A few minutes later and he walked out with a sizable chunk of yen which he put away within his phone. The weird looks that the broker had given him were unsettling enough as it was. The hard part came when he had to look around for somewhere to lay low until he could figure out what to do.
Kuoh Town… a town filled to the brim with a copious cavalcade of supernatural beings that would eclipse the entirety of Japan. You wanted to see it all you had to do was turn a corner. Fallen Angels, Devils, Yokai, Angels, and many more seemed to flock to this spiritual cesspool. Tensions were already running tight since the loss of one of those high level devils that seemed to let pride lead him around.
Azazel had seen it all go down before. First was the prideful dick waving it around for all to see before the wolves came up and chomped it off. Then came the bellows of revenge or slow agonizing death. It didn't really matter which came first though. For a moment he had felt a strange energy source from somewhere. Something stronger than the usual mage before it disappeared. The few times he was genuinely surprised he could count on one hand… and now he needed another hand. None of the mages in the world had learned how to effectively hide their presence as well as this new source.
Looking over the avenue while he took a small drink from his flask he couldn't see anyone out of the ordinary. Everyone looked normal. There was a kid wearing a fancy black uniform but it just looked like he was another weirdo that wanted to look more important than he actually was. Scratching his head he decided that he needed to get back to work. He needed to find those blasted Sacred Gears before he could get in trouble.
It wasn't his fault that they wound up in random humans because he decided to take a few for his own curiosity. That was just a side effect of his own ambitions, nothing more.