So... yeah, this story kind of came to me out of nowhere, trust me, that happens incredibly often.

There's a few I do end up writing, but a lot I ignore and don't bother with.

LOTS of those.

This is one of the ones I decided to see where I'd take it.

If anybody wants to do a reading for this, then hey, let me know, maybe I'll let you.

Enjoy.

A young man grinned to himself as he walked into his apartment, a few packages under his arms, his dyed purple hair cut short and his green eyes shining with mirth.

Placing them on the table, he felt a bit proud at finally completing his collection.

He finally had every important piece of merchandise from Magiranger, one of his favorite Super Sentai series, up there with Dekaranger, Gaoranger, Go-onger, Kyoryuger and Gokaiger.

And the only pieces of merchandise he had been missing was everything associated with his favorite character from the show.

Dark Magic Knight Wolzard.

And he meant specifically the purple armored version.

He had gotten the small soft figure from the Sentai Hero series, the Jagun Shield and WolSabre, the Wolzaphone, and the Wolkaizer, which included another figure of Wolzard, along with the black horse Barikion.

"Alright… I have everything… what do I do with my life now?" he finished lamely, before humming to himself "Maybe… well, my job kinda sucks… professional comic artist? Could try to be like some of those ones that did good on the web first and then got a book… but then what would I make comics about? Or maybe I could become an animator? Or a professional cosplayer?"

He kept on muttering to himself… until he noticed a weird green light in his apartment, turning to it and seeing some sort of… portal would be the best way to put it.

"Ok… I guess first is figuring this shit out." he muttered, stepping closer to it, but avoiding touching it "So… definitely not a Rick and Morty portal, those two would have jumped out by now… it certainly isn't anything from like Digimon or any other tech based series, looks more like some magical stuff honestly… hell, I feel like I've seen it before."

And that's when he started hearing the voice of a young girl talking in his head, about searching for a wise and beautiful familiar.

"Oh… ooooohhhh… I'm replacing the MC of FoZ… well… good thing I watched a few episodes… no clue how everything ends though… I'm just glad I don't have any family waiting patiently for me to come back considering I left because I was done with all that militant family bullshit. And also mom's goddamn stupid arranged marriage ideas, I mean seriously, that chick was a bitch to me in highschool, why would I want to get hitched to her!?" he said, before starting to ramble… and then slapped himself. "Get a hold of yourself Nicolas, you aren't living with them anymore, you can do whatever the hell you want… so Nicolas Alouette is going to go mess with timelines as much as he can." he finished with a grin, before eyeing the merchandise he bought "Now, if fanfiction is anything to go by, bringing toys with you tends to supercharge them with magic so they gain reality… or however I'd phrase that." he said before grabbing and pocketing the Wolzaphone, placing the WolSabre in the Jagun Shield, and putting the figures of Wolzard himself and Barikion in the pocket of his hoodie "Let's hope this works…" he muttered, before taking a deep breath "Vive le Quebec calisse!" he shouted before running into the portal.

As with many times the story was told, it began...with an explosion.

"Dammit Zero!" one of many voices shouted.

"Can't you do ANYTHING other than cause explosions?!"

And so the jeers started once more as once again one Louise Francoise Le Blanc de La Valliere was left stewing in what appeared to be another failure. Why? Why couldn't she just cast a single spell right? This was literally the last chance she had to prove she was a truly a mage.

However, that's when everyone realised there was something in the smoke… something that was coughing at that.

"Jeez where's a Pidgey when you need one to use Gust of Defog." a young man's voice muttered as a figure walked out of the smoke.

They were wearing a purple hoodie over a simple black shirt that had a red eye as part of it's design, and a pair of jeans with sneakers… not that anybody besides the person knew what any of those article of clothing actually were. Finally, he had short purple hair and green eyes combined with the face of a young man who was either in his late teens or early twenties… leaning on the latter. "So, this is where that portal lead to. A bit old school, but pretty cool," the man said.

Everyone stared at him for a good few moments while the young man looked around, until he went up to Professor Colbert "Excuse me, do you understand what I'm saying or will a translation spell be needed?"

"Um… we understand you sir." the professor said.

"Good, that makes things faster." the young man said with a relieved sigh, before turning back to the class… and then looking at Louise "You're the one who summoned me right?"

"Um… I think so?" Louise said, honestly through for a loop.

"Wait… the Zero summoned a commoner!" one of the students exclaimed with a laugh, and Louise grit her teeth in irritation.

The young man rolled his eyes with a sigh "Yeah, well this commoner is more than he appears and can kick your ass six ways to sunday!" he said and, to her shock, drew a long purple blade with a golden handguard that was vaguely in the shape of the letter W, from out of nowhere at that.

THAT got everyone to shut up as they looked at the pointed end of the blade.

He looked at everyone for a moment, before he rested the blade on his shoulder and turned back to Louise "Now then, where were we Future Master?" he asked with a light grin.

That snapped Louise out of it, as she looked at him in surprise.

He had a good idea of what was going on from the look of things, he was defending her honor, he was obviously capable of fighting if he carried that sword around, and he was actually being nice to her.

Well… there were certainly worse things she could have gotten for a familiar.

"Um… right, I was going to finish the summoning ritual." Louise said after a moment of collecting her thoughts.

He nodded at her "Right, it's sealed with a kiss correct? In that case, might it be possible for a kiss to the cheek? I'd rather save the lips for when I finally find the woman I'd like to marry."

"That… sounds sensible." Louise said slowly, looking at Colbert with a question on her mind.

Apparently, he had an idea as to what it was "The ritual doesn't require it to be on the lips, you can kiss his cheek Miss Valiere." he confirmed with a smile, one that reassured Louise.

Louise nodded in thanks, before kissing the young man's cheek, waiting for a moment, and then seeing him wince and then grit his teeth as runes started to carve themselves into his hand.

Once they were done, he looked at the runes, noting how they glowed, especially when he held the sword in his hand. Dismissing it shortly after, he turned to her. "Where to next...Master?" he said with a small smile.

Louise couldn't help the proud smile on her face at that, and was about to answer, when Colbert beat her to it.

"Well class, now that everyone has summoned their familiar, please return to your rooms for the rest of the day." he said, the students nodding, but remaining silent as they still occasionally glanced at her familiar before they used the levitation spell to float back to their dorm rooms.

She felt a bit annoyed at seeing that, but was soon broken out of it when her familiar patted her on the shoulder. She looked at him and sighed before walking, him following after her. It wasn't long before they reached her room...and well…

"I assume human summons aren't common around here, are they?" he chuckled awkwardly, looking at the pile of straw that was no doubt intended to be for whatever she'd summon.

Louise blushed a bit in embarrassment "Yes, well, I expected to summon a creature of some kind like a large feline or canine, maybe even an avian."

"It's alright, I understand, it'll do for a few nights, as long as you're able to arrange for a bed?" he asked her with a raised eyebrow.

She nodded "That's easy to arrange, in fact, Professor Colbert may already be telling the Headmaster about you, so they are likely to prepare one for you at this moment."

Her familiar nodded at that "I guess that makes sense. So, we should probably introduce ourselves now, shouldn't we?" he asked, walking towards the table she had in her room and pulling a chair, looking at her expectantly.

"Ah yes, where are my manners," she realized as she went and sat down on the chair he had pulled for her, watching him sit across from her. "I am Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière. It's a pleasure," she introduced herself.

"Nicolas Alouette, at your service, quite literally at that." he said with a chuckle "Just don't ask me to change your clothes, even though I'm your servant I'm still a man and I'd rather not see a young girl such as you naked." her familiar, Nicolas, answered her.

Louise raised an eyebrow at that, but figured she could allow him that if it truly made him uncomfortable "Very well, I can allow that."

"So… what happens now actually?" Nicolas asked after a moment of silence.

"Well… the sun is already setting, I might as well get ready for bed. I need my clothes for tomorrow cleaned though." She said as she stood back up.

"I'm not very good at cleaning, but I can probably find a maid at least." he said with a shrug.

"That will suffice." she said with a nod, finding no issue with him handing off the work to a maid.

"Alright, so your dirty clothes are…?" he trailed off, looking around the room.

"In my bathroom, in the basket." she answered as she took out her pajama, waiting for him to leave so he didn't see her change as he had requested.

"Got it." he said with a nod as he went and grabbed the basket in the room, before coming out of it and heading for the door "I'll be back in a few minutes." he said before walking out.

As he was walking with the basket, despite the night he took the time to appreciate the architecture and the like. It certainly had a certain charm to it. As he walked though, he heard some voices, but chose to ignore them, knowing it was Guiche cheating on a first year named Katie, though he did at least check to make sure it was them, peeking around a corner, and true enough it was them. With that in mind, he left the playboy to his devices and continued on till he found a place to work on the laundry. Now that he was in the right spot, he looked around, remembering that Siesta SHOULD be around that area. Soon enough, he found who he was looking for.

A rather pretty black haired maid whom he knew wouldn't be too hard to befriend. Besides, having someone not a noble as a friend would mean there would be someone who can relate to him somewhat. He also didn't plan on just handing over the clothes and running, he might as well try to learn how to use the washboard by observing her do it. "Excuse me miss!" he called out to her, catching her attention relatively quickly considering he was waving his arms around as well.

She looked over to him in a bit of surprise, before coming closer "Um, yes? Can I help you sir?" she asked in confusion.

"Well, see, my master wanted me to clean her clothes, but I don't know how to use a washboard, I was hoping you might help me with that?" he explained simply.

"Oh! Yes, I can." she said with a smile "I suppose you're the human familiar with the sword the students have been talking about then?" she asked as she got to work with cleaning the clothes with ease.

"Yeahp, that's me, I guess word spreads fast around this academy." he said with a chuckle as he sat down next to her.

"It certainly does," Siesta nodded with a smile. "Now then, I'd better start working on the laundry. Wouldn't want to keep you for too long," she said.

"I'd appreciate that thanks," Nicolas nodded. "And...mind if I watch? I can't exactly rely on help forever," he added sheepishly.

"I don't mind, the company would be nice. Oh, where are my manners? My name is Siesta." she introduced herself, saving him the problem of what could happen if he accidentally said her name.

"It's nice to meet you Siesta, I'm Nicolas." he introduced himself, before the two lapsed into a comfortable silence as he watched her work.

Nicolas stared at the sleeping form of his master with a raised eyebrow.

He supposed he shouldn't be surprised she was a heavy sleeper, considering she had the weight of her name on her shoulders all the time, her body would take all the time to relax it could.

Still, it was time for her to wake up.

At least he had laid out her clothes for her on the dresser.

Now… the first and easy tactic, opening the drapes covering the window.

5 seconds later… no reaction, even as the morning sun was on her face.

Second tactic, making a bit of noise.

"Louise… it's time to wake up." he said, not too loud, but loud enough she should hear him.

Again, no reaction, even when he started tapping on the bed frame a few times to make a knocking sound.

And she didn't have an alarm clock, so that option was thrown the window.

"...hard way it is," he sighed in resignation. With that in mind, he grabbed hold of the bed and started shaking it, making it feel like an earthquake was happening to her.

As expected, she shot awake at the feeling of the ground shaking. "Earthquake!" she shouted...before she realized the shaking had stopped...and that Nicolas had been holding onto the bed. "...explain," she said simply with a glare.

"I TRIED waking you up the easy ways. They didn't work," he said simply with a helpless shrug.

She continued to glare at him for a moment, before relenting "Fine, I suppose that's an acceptable reason… but try to find other methods in the future."

"Will do Master." he said as he stepped out of the room to let her get dressed.

Not long after they were soon in the dining hall, him pulling out a chair for her, seeing as he WAS playing the role of a bodyguard/semi-butler. Once she was seated properly, he waited as the students said their prayers (inwardly shrugging at the oddity of praying to someone who was clearly seen as more of a prophet than a proper deity). Once they were done, Louise addressed him. "I'm sorry, but familiars aren't actually allowed in the Alvis Hall," she said apologetically.

"Its fine. I figured as much when I noticed none of the other familiars were here. I will find my own food," Nicolas shrugged, already seeing this coming. It was still better than what Saito got in canon, no doubt a bit of punishment for his behavior.

She nodded, watching him for a moment as he walked towards the kitchen, before she started to eat.

Once Nicolax got close to the kitchen 'Huh, just realised I'm meeting that chef earlier than I should, Marteau I think his name was?' he mused to himself mentally. Shrugging a bit, he made his way, and soon ran into a familiar face. "Hello Siesta," he greeted politely.

"Oh? Hello Nicolas," Siesta said with a smile as she saw him again. "Is there something wrong?"

"Nothing. I was just looking for the kitchen, seeing as me technically being a familiar, I'm not actually allowed to eat in the dining hall," he said with a light chuckle.

"Ah, of course," Siesta nodded. "I was just on the way myself actually," she chuckled.

"Lead the way then," he smiled as they walked together.

Once they were in the kitchen, well, obviously the cooks were all hard at work, so Siesta simply served up some soup for the two of them before they sat out of the way to eat.

"So, what do you usually do besides clean up things?" he decided to strike up a conversation.

"Well, I deliver packages to rooms, as well as any cleaned clothes, I serve food when it's required of me… basically a lot." she said with a small laugh.

"So, regular maid work then." he added with a chuckle.

"Pretty much," Siesta laughed lightly. "In fact, I'm supposed to bring the students their tea and cakes later. The day after the familiar summoning is usually intended for the students to bond with their familiars."

"Well, I could help with that if you want? Lighten your load a bit. I'll have to let Louise know, but I'm sure she won't mind if I try and make myself useful." he offered with a smile.

"I would appreciate that greatly," Siesta smiled back.

"Well, the food here is pretty good, nobles are pretty lucky to eat like that everyday." Nicolas said conversationally as he followed Louise outside after the meal.

"I'm surprised you were content with just some soup from the kitchens." she said with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, it had plenty of stuff in it, so pretty filling for me overall. Besides, I gotta stay in shape since it's my job to keep you safe, right?" he said with a chuckle.

"I suppose you're right." she shot back with a proud look.

"My, if it isn't the Zero and her commoner familiar." came a voice the both of them would rather not hear at the moment, something that was reflected in their faces as they turned to see Kirche standing there, and petting her salamander, Flame.

"Commoner who knows how to swing a sword, make sure you remember that part." Nicolas said, hiding a satisfied grin when Kirche hesitated for a moment, likely deciding to rephrase her next words.

"W-well, I suppose that IS an advantage. However! My dear Flame here is a Salamander, capable of some rather powerful flames. Have you ever seen something so amazing before? Especially when it suits me so perfectly?" she started nervously, before regaining some of her wind.

Nicolas saw an opportunity to take that wind out of her sails, and likely give Louise a good laugh "Actually, I've seen bigger, and stronger too."

His answer made both girls stare at him in surprise "R-really?" Kirche asked, thrown for a loop.

"Yeah, it was called Charizard, could easily melt stone with it's flame breath. A lot more impressive than your own lizard to be honest." he said, putting on his best dry look as he glanced at the salamander, which actually managed to look offended, just like his master, while Louise was hiding a grin.

"Well… I'm sure you'll change your mind." Kirche said with a, fittingly, blazing look, one that intensified as she looked at Louise, before turning and walking away.

Louise let a short laugh pass her lips once Kirche was out of range "Dear Founder, the look on her face was perfect."

"It's always nice to annoy those kinds of people." Nicolas added with sage nod and a grin.

"Whenever you get a chance, annoy her more." she requested with a grin.

"I'll be my pleasure." he said with a nod "Now, I'll go give a hand to Siesta, I shouldn't be too long."

Louise nodded "Right, I'll wait for you at a table." she said, before walking towards one of the tables while he went to go find Siesta.

At first things went alright, the tea and cakes were all served, and no issues happened even when he served some tea and cake to Guiche and his OFFICIAL girlfriend Montmorency who were talking about their familiars (a giant mole and a small frog respectively). Then came the part where he noticed the girl Guiche was with last night, Katie, walk around looking for him. Sighing inwardly, he was mentally preparing himself for the hornets nest he was about to kick, no matter how necessary it was.

"If you're looking for Guiche, I'm pretty sure he was over on that table. I think that's him walking away with that blonde girl," Nicolas said, pointing at said table, then to where Guiche and Montmorency were, Guiche having been trying to run in an attempt to hide his two timing. Katie gave him a quick 'thank you', before making her way...and Nicolas waited for the dominos to fall, watching in morbid curiosity to see how this plays himself.

He remembered that Saito was the key instigator in the anime, but well...he wasn't about to push his luck even if he could defend himself better. He didn't feel like ASKING to get punched, even if odds were Guiche would single him out anyway for pointing Katie his way. But just to be safe…

"Is something wrong?" he asked as he walked up to the scene of Guiche TRYING to explain. "Oh, hey, aren't you that guy who was with her last night," he said, playing clueless innocent guy.

"What are you doing?!" Guiche panicked.

"Uh...why do you look so flustered? I was just pointing her in your direction. I'm guessing the bag she has has that souffle you said you wanted to try even," he said, looking completely clueless.

"Guiche, what is the meaning of this?!" Montmorency demanded, looking more and more angry.

"I don't know what this Commoner has been babbling about," Guiche said, trying to play it off.

"Uh...what's gotten into you? I mean it's not like you're two timing or something, right?" Nicolas said, scratching the back of his head, before looking like it only JUST clicked in his head. "Wait...don't tell me you actually are!" he gasped in 'shock'.

And that was the last straw as the two girls were now on him, ending with Montmorency slapping him across the face, sending him to the ground, and the gathered crowd laughing at his misfortune.

Eventually once the stunned look left him, he got up and glared at Nicolas.

"Oh? What's got your knickers in a twist blondey?" Nicolas asked with a fanged grin.

Obviously, Guiche's glare intensified at that remark "You! You've made those two poor ladies cry!"

"Cry? If you ask me, they were more angry than sad. And besides, it's your fault for two timing and actually trying to avoid being caught, trust me, that never goes well… not that someone like you would understand that." Nicolas finished dryly, making the assembled crowd laugh at his words.

"That…" Guiche grit his teeth, before grinning in what he probably thought was a wicked manner "Very well then, since it's clear we won't reach an understanding, I propose a duel."

"Oh? A duel huh, alright then you blonde fop, time and place." Nicolas said with a vicious grin.

"The Vestri Court in an hour," Guiche said without hesitation, confident that this was going to be his victory.

"Alright then, though you might want to change into the brown pants." Nicolas said with a smirk, the comment confusing… most of them. A chubby blonde boy was actually snickering behind his hand.

Once the crowd had started to disperse, he noticed Siesta...and couldn't help but wince at the horrified look on her face.

"Ok… I know this looks bad-" he started, before she ran up to him.

"It's dangerous! That's what it is!" she said in clear worry.

"Look, Siesta, I promise, I know what I'm doing. I'm not charging into this without a plan. Besides, I can look after myself." he said, trying to reassure her.

"But he's a noble! And, while, yes, you may have a weapon, there's still a clear difference in abilities, he can do magic after all!" she shot back, still worried for him.

He smiled at that, a bit touched at her worry, before leaning closer "I'll let you in on something Siesta…" he trailed off, bringing his lips close to her ears and whispering something, causing her eyes to widen in shock, looking at him in awe once he pulled away.

"But… that means you…" she muttered in shock.

He simply grinned "Not exactly. I'll explain later though, promise."

She stared at him for a good moment, before smiling lightly and nodding "Alright, I'll hold you to that."

Nicolas gave her a firm nod until….

"Nicolas, what do you think you're doing?!" came Louise's angry voice.

"About to fight a playboy?"he said with an innocent look and one could just imagine the halo over his head.

Louise didn't look impressed. At all. "No, you picked a fight with a Noble! You'd better go apologize!"

"Hmm…" Nicolas put a hand to his chin, giving the image of putting some serious thought into it, with Louise tapping her foot with a dry look "Nope!" he said with a bright smile.

Louise took a deep breath "Nicolas… you have been nothing but cooperative with me so far, so let me ask this… why?"

"Because he's a blonde fop who's blaming me for his own mistake, and I don't just take that lying down, especially when he's being a coward and insult as a man." He answered simply.

Louise let out a long suffering sigh "Ok… I won't deny the first part, Guiche IS like that, I'll give you that much. But you can't just fight him like this, a sword won't be enough against his magic."

"Maybe not…" Nicolas said, with Louise smiling, thinking she'd made him understand, and then he continued to talk as he walked ahead "But I'll still try. Besides…" he trailed off, turning back to the two girls with a fanged grin "Who said all I had was a sword?"

Meanwhile, in the headmaster's office…

"So… you're sure about the runes you saw Colbert?" Headmaster Osmond, an old man with a long beard and hair that would make Dumbledore proud, asked Professor Colbert seriously.

"Absolutely sir, I may need glasses, but even I could make out their appearance." Colbert said with a firm nod.

Osmond nodded at that "I see… this is certainly… interesting. Especially in what this means in regards to Miss Valiere. To think she was one of them all this time."

The conversation was halted as a knock was heard at the door "Ah, come in." he said, and Colbert closed the book he had brought with him. Once the door was open, they both saw it was Miss Longueville, Osmond's secretary.

"Headmaster, I heard some interesting information that you might want to know." she said seriously.

"Oh? Do tell." he requested, curious about what could be so important.

"I commend you for not running away," Guiche said, an air of absolute confidence around him as he looked at the rather bored looking Nicolas across from him, the two now in the Vestri Court for their duel/slaughter, as far as everyone watching was concerned.

Nicolas, for his part, had the WolSabre stabbed into the ground in front of him, and decided to take a page out of the book of a certain silver haired cyclops "Hmm? Sorry, did you say something?"

"...you won't be walking away now," Guiche growled.

"Right right, can we just get this over with? One way or another, standing here for more than necessary is just wasting our time," Nicolas waved off, grasping the handle and pulling out the weapon from the ground. He noticed his runes glow, knowing the powers of Gandalfr were active, but well...he didn't intend to win with just those.

"Very well, if you're so intent on dying, then here!" Guiche said, waving his rose, which made one of the petals fall to the ground, where a flash of light occured and from it, a new figure rose from the ground. A bronze armored feminine form wielding a spear and looking very much like a valkyrie from the norse myths "You should know, my runic name is Guiche the Bronze, as such, my bronze Valkyrie will be enough to defeat you." Guiche said with a flourish.

"Honestly, if you wanted me to be afraid, you should have given her a big hammer and made her a red head." Nicolas quipped as he waited for the Valkyrie to make the first move.

"Very well then!" Guiche glared as the Valkyrie surged forward, spear in hand intending to impale him. Or that WAS the plan, until the Valkyrie was simply bisected and fell to the ground in a heap of metal from one swing of Nicolas's weapon.

"Is that it? You're SERIOUSLY underestimating me and the WolSabre if you think just THAT is going to stop me," Nicolas deadpanned.

Guiche grit his teeth in frustration before swinging his rose (the least manly thing he could have for a wand) and let several petals drop to the ground, summoning several Valkyries… including one that had a hammer instead of a spear.

"Huh… you actually took my advice on that one… you must be desperate." Nicolas said with a bored blink "Oh well… you know, I actually forgot to mention something…" he trailed off as he grabbed for something in his pocket, bringing out what everyone thought was just a strange purple block "I have a runic name of my own. Well more like it belonged to the last guy who had these, but same difference," he smirked as lifted the block up a little, and suddenly it flipped open revealing…

"Is that a wand?!" was the general cry of surprise from anyone who didn't know watching. Sure if it had been some generic looking wand, one could rationalize that it was stolen, but something that finely crafted? No way.

Louise herself was in the crowd, looking at the wand with wide eyes, looking at Siesta next to her who, while surprised, had a more subdued look on her face.

Guiche was actually starting to sweat lightly now "Who… who are you?"

Nicolas smirked as he made the WolSabre disappear for now "Nicolas Alouette, Familiar of Louise Francoise Le Blanc de La Valiere, and inheritor of a great power." he said, before discreetly punching in the numbers 1-0-6 and raised the Wolzaphone up high "Uuza Uru Uzaara!" he called and flicked his wrist in a circular motion, which created a purple magic circle above him, slowly descending over his body and covering him in a purple glow, till it reached the ground, where the seal faded away and the glow shattered off his body, revealing a different appearance.

A knight, clad in menacing purple armor with silver highlights, silver wolf heads as the pauldrons while he had a golden belt around his waist, and a golden W on his chest, his helmet having a visor shaped like a W as well with a golden edge around it, and a silver mouthplate. A purple shield was in his left hand, silver details covering it, and his sword seemed to be sheathed inside of it.

"I… am the Dark Magic Knight, Wolzard!" Wolzard called out as he drew the WolSabre from its resting place within the Jagun Shield.

(Play Madou Kishi Wolzard, AKA, Wolzard's theme)

A stunned silence descended on the courtyard at the declaration.

"D-Dark Magic Knight?" Guiche gulped. "But that's impossible! Dark Magic is just a myth! A fantasy!" he panicked. He'd heard of Dark Magic, heck it was something any noble who'd grown up on stories from their parents would know. It was said that it was akin to the Spirit Magic used by the Elves, an evil power that opposed the magic the Founder Brimir established.

"Is that so?" Wolzard chuckled. "Well, perhaps this shall alleviate your doubts. Zazado!" he called out, as the middle section of his shield opened, revealing a red circular gemstone that looked like an eye, and from it, a blast of magical energy flew out, completely destroying one of the Valkyries where it stood.

Guiche fell on his butt as he was shaking like a leaf at the sight, Wolzard looking at him, his expression unreadable under his armor. "If you wish to surrender, now is the time," Wolzard said simply.

"I…" Guiche was nearly paralyzed at the sight of the sight of the knight destroying one of his valkyries so effortlessly "I… I won't surrender! A noble never surrenders to a commoner!" he said, getting back up and flicking his rose a few more times, creating even more Valkyries.

"Does he not understand the implications my casting of magic would say?" Wolzard muttered behind his helmet, before shrugging "Well, I suppose I'll humor him for a while longer."

Right as he said that, the valkyries charged forward, but Wolzard met their charge head on, their weapons failing to so much as scratch the Jagun Shield, while every swing of the WolSabre cut a valkyrie down easily.

Guiche tried to keep up the brave act. He really did try, but in the face of a power that clearly dwarfed his own, he knew he'd hit the end of his rope soon enough. That was quickly confirmed when he realized he'd used up the last petal on his wand, signifying he'd used every last drop of magic he had left right now...all of it gone to building an army that may as well have been ants against a boot right now.

"I can see you have used up the last of your power. Very well, I commend you for throwing everything you had, futile though it may have been," Wolzard. "As a reward, I will finish this with one of my best attacks. Uru Ugaro!" As he said that, he held his sword to the base of his shield where the eye was revealed again, the sword igniting with a dark energy and behind him a purple magic circle appeared. Readying his sword, he delivered a powerful horizontal slash, catching ALL the remaining valkyries in the blast, obliterating every last one of them till they were just feet, all of which fell over. "Had enough?"

"I… I yield." Guiche said weakly.

"A wise decision, the only one you have made so far in fact. You should be proud of that." Wolzard said, before he could be heard sniffing the air "And it seems I was correct earlier, you should have changed pants."

(Song end)

Guiche didn't stick around for long after that comment, as he had to make an awkward run all the way back to his room.

Wolzard shook his head at the sight, before turning towards the crowd as he sheathed his sword into his shield, everyone being a bit nervous as he started walking, and parting away even as the armor faded from his body, leaving him back as Nicolas, who soon stopped in front of a stunned Louise and an awed Siesta.

He grinned a bit at their expressions "So, let's go sort this out, alright?"

And there!

Finally doing my own FoZ story that sticks on the story of Louise rather than what happened in Phantoms, Fairies and the Void.

Because here was have Louise, with the Dark Magic Knight himself as her familiar.

Well, he's more like Wolzard II, but it still counts.

Anyway, see you all next time!