Lancer Bradamante

"Go-hon!" The servant cleared her throat before placing a hand on her fairly sizeable chest. She bowed to you and began to speak. "Nice to meet you, Master. I am a member of Charlemagne's Twelve Paladins. The one known as the White-Feathered Knight, my name is-"

Roland, Ritsuka's servant, interjected before she could finish her sentences. "Oh, if it isn't Bradamante! Hey, Bradamante!"

"W-why are you taking the best part, Roland!? That was my debut! And go wear some clothes for once!" Your servant, Bradamante, stood up to rain punches on Roland's body. The nude knight only laughed carefreely at her reaction.

Realizing that her strikes did next to nothing, she sighed in defeat and ignored the posing nudist beside her to talk to you.

"Once again, my name is Bradamante. I have been summoned as a Lancer this time around. I don't have access to Hippogriff since I am not summoned as a Rider, but trust me that I am strong enough to keep you safe, master."

"Sure, I'll be counting on you, Bradamante." You nodded as you took in your servant's appearance once again.

Her light blonde hair was tied into long twintails, while her attire was similar to Mash's. Your gaze traveled from her knee-high shoes to a single belt that emphasized the thickness of her right thigh, to her crotch covered by her high-leg swimsuit-like attire, to her cleavage, which was conveniently not covered by her attire, and finally to her detached sleeves and scruff.

You didn't know who designed her costumes, but they were a cultured individual deserving your utmost respect.

"Master?" You raised your eyes to her face. "Is something wrong with my clothing?"

"Kinda?" You sputtered out to glaze over the fact that you just ogled a Heroic Spirit right in front of her face. "Sorry, I was expecting you to come fully armored. Did I mess up your summoning or something?"

"Hmm, now that you mention it, I don't feel as strong as I should be." Bradamante places a finger on her lips. "How about you, Roland?"

"I feel like my armor isn't up to par either."

"Bruh, you are buck-naked." Ritsuka backhanded his chest. Oh, was this the tsukkomi technique Far Easterners used to spice up their comedy? "Doctor, Da Vinci-chan, do you have any explanation for this?"

"Yeah, this is expected." Roman replied and fiddled with his tablet. Some holographic screens popped out in front of you and Ritsuka. "These are your servants stats. As you can see, they are both currently at level 1."

Sure enough, you see Bradamante level as 1/40.

"Huh? Level 1? Like a game character, you mean?"

"If it makes it easier to understand, then yes. Just think of them like a game character for now." He continued. "Chaldea doesn't have the best mana capacity right now after the explosion. We will go under if the system needs to summon and support multiple powerful servants at once. That is why, to circumvent this, the FATE system summons the servant in a pseudo-infancy state. This allows for the minimization of summoning costs along with giving the system the chance to calibrate the servant's existence, therefore reducing the upkeep for their materialization."

You could almost see smoke going out of Ritsuka's ears. Poor girl. Half of the explanation probably flew above her head.

You tapped her shoulder to get her attention. "Ritsuka, just think of it like this. Which is more expensive, the seed or the tree?"

"The tree." You could see the gear moving in her head. "Ah, I see! You are unexpectedly smart, John! Good job."

"The 'unexpectedly' part is uncalled for." You huffed and turned to Doctor Roman again. "So, what will serve as the nutrient for the seed, doc?"

"...Eh, well, how to say this?" He scratched his head with an awkward smile. You knew where this was going. You set it up after all. He coughed once before settling into a professional tone again. "Sex. I think all of you are familiar with this term, correct?"

"What!?" "Oh là là !"

"I think it's a new term for John."

You silently decided to set a new rule so that Ritsuka could only pee into a bottle in the middle of the corridor.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait!" All of you turned to Bradamante at her outburst. "I-I can't have, well, sex with Master. I am married!"

She was? That was new information to you. You saw Bradamante glancing at you for support after failing to get one from Roland.