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[mulagyr]

Fire Emblem Sealing Sword Anthology English Translation:

Like a Prayer - art & story by Sachiko Aida

This is the sixth of 8 comics in the anthology, featuring Saul remediating a quarrel between Chad and Lugh.

! I apologize for the poor scanlation. In order to prioritize translating I didn't put a lot of effort into the typesetting. Thanks for your understanding! ^^;

[ fe6a masterpost | raws by @.shiningemblem64 | raw translation ]

enjoy --

*post-upload edit: the speech bubble by dorothy i'm fairly sure is actually supposed to say: "he left again without a word."

i am too lazy to look up the raws to confirm this but i think i know where/why/how i made this mistake. apologies i'm still learning u_u;

[real-fire-emblem-takes]

Shoutout to unconventional fire emblem priest types like Brady and Azama and Saul and Pandreo and others I've certainly forgotten. Gotta be one of my favorite genders

That being said we need some priestesses with this same sort of energy. Give me a priestess who isn't even religious and became a priestess for funsies or something

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[rainbowdonkee]

Full art for Saul!

He will be the demote unit showing up as 3-4*, FEH also usually gives us a free 5 copy as a mission reward for the time the banner first drops.

[fefuckability]

QUALIFIER 2: Binding Blade

Feel free to rb/comment with your reasoning!

[pandorastower]

Art by なしこ

[jebbeesketches]

Dorothy & Saul >:3!!

I suddenly wanted to draw them and they're in FEH so yayyyy

[allcaplock]

holds up my robin oc

[feh-alt-battle]

Poll 93 - Saul

Please do not criticize any art you may not like or compare one art to another in terms of quality, it's unkind and downplays the amount of work that the feh artists put into them. Please treat the feh artists how you would as any other artist - with kindness and with love.

Artists in order: Saori Toyota, Saori Toyota

[bananabraiined]

Yes. Yes it is.

[talaok]

Since all the nominations for Emmys, I need one fic where reader is either video calling or with Pedro when nominations are announced. Somethig fluffy and full of emotions cuz Pedro deserves all of this 😊

a/n: this ask skipped the line just cause I felt that if I posted this next week it wouldn't have made as much sense, so yeah here it is (also, I’m so happy for him and Bella, like omg man)

Today was the day.

Pedro was never usually one to care about this stuff, yes he was grateful, and yes he was happy, but no other time had he felt this electricity in the air, this buzz telling him that something was about to happen... something good of course.

He had set up his tablet on the coffee table in front of the couch, waiting for the announcement to start, but he hadn't even managed to sit- he was too nervous, too excited.

A ringing sounded through the room all of a sudden, and after an initial scare, he smiled, glad you finally could call him.

You were on set. In Vancouver. A thousand miles from him.

"Is it on yet?"

Your eagerness spurt through the screen.

And he thought he was exited

"nope"

"what? How much longer?"

He glanced at the screen, feeling a tiny goosebump traveling up his back at the countdown.

"two minutes"

"Oh my god!" You squeaked, smiling so wide your cheeks almost hurt "how are you feeling?"

"nervous" he chuckled drily

"Oh c'mon, what about? We both know you're gonna crush it"

"I hope so" he sighed "God I don't know why I care so much" he laughed "The only important thing is that Bella and the show get nominated"

"And you, of course" you chirped in

He tried to fight a smile, but it still pulled at his lips "Well if there's room..."

"There you are" you nodded, your smile fading ever so little after a brief moment "god I wish I could be there"

"Me too" he agreed "but at least w-" a noise in the direction of the coffee table caught his attention

"Oh shit, it's starting"

"shit, go go go go" you mumbled, feeling all too powerless in your position.

He sat down in front of the screen as the announcers appeared on it.

"what are they saying?"

"uh- just their names and stuff"

"ok-"

A moment passed 

"what about now?"

He laughed, ever so thankful for your presence "Still that, sweetheart"

"fine, just- tell me when they start telling the categories"

"ok ok here we go" 

"what is it?"

"talk series"

"Bo-ring" you huffed, making him chuckle "I want the good stuff"

"they're doing reality programs now"

"oh my god! it's like they want to torture us"

...

"Oh shit" 

A pit created itself in Pedro's stomach

"what?"

"lead actor in a drama series"

"oh my god" you screeched, doing a poor job of trying not to freak out "C'mon baby I know believe in you"

"jeff bridges... Brian cox... Kieran Culkin... Bob Odenkirk..."

come on come on come on

His mouth widened as he let out an incredulous breath.

"baby?" you called, already knowing but wanting a confirmation "baby pl-"

"I got nominated"

"I told you!" You basically screamed, jumping out of your chair "I told you, baby! I'm so happy for you! You deserve all of it babe, all. of. it." 

"I can't believe this" he smiled, his eyes glimmering with that spark in his eyes he only got whenever he was truly happy "This is crazy"

"Well believe it baby, you're an Emmy nominee"

"I just-" he interrupted himself as the next category was announced "shit it's best actresses"

You nodded, trying to cool down while really just mindlessly pacing around your trailer 

"Bella Ramsey!" he laughed "Bella Ramsey! They did it! I knew they fucking would"

"oh my god!" you grinned "What a power couple"

"I know right?" he chuckled "I'll have to call them I-" and once again, the announcers interrupted his train of thought.

His gaze moved from you to the tablet again.

"best drama series?"

He only nodded, clearly all the anxiety coming back.

"Andor... Better call Saul... the crown... House of the Dragon..."

he fell silent as his eyes came back to you, and this time... this time they shined with tears of joy.

"yeah?" you asked, feeling your heart beating out of your chest.

"yeah," nodded.

You felt your heart and chest and body fill with pure joy as you let some tears fall from your eyes.

"you did it baby" you sniffled "I knew you would. You deserve it, all of it" you smiled, wishing with all your heart you were there to hug him and kiss him and whisper in his ear

"How are you feeling?"

He laughed "I don't even know, I just- I think I need time to process this" he smiled, his hands slightly shaking "A-Are you ready to go to the Emmys?"

"are you?" You laughed, quite literally quivering from the excitement

"As ready as I'll ever be"

[lumeha]

love how it's kind of implied that Saul just, you know, really really helped convincing the St Elimine's Church that Roy is, in fact, the one they should bet on and support in the Etrurian conflict

This guy is both your local FE womanizer AND apparently a very important political ally that was absolutely originally just here to assert what the hell Gwinevere was doing, and I find that. kind of delightful.

[transfemininomenon]

breaking bad good ending: after getting fired by gus, walt slinks back home, defeated. skyler divorces him and later starts dating kim better call saul while walt dies in obscurity some time later. jesse, mike, and gus thrive, but all eventually realize they have passions elsewhere. gus gets out of the meth business and focuses entirely on los pollos hermanos, spreading it across the country. jesse transitions with the support of her very supportive adopted father, mike. jesse starts a woodworking youtube channel & marries andrea completing her milf arc, while Mike retires and spends his days with his family

flynn gets a full scholarship to a prestigious university which his boyfriend Louis is also attending, where he studies journalism. the neo-nazis fuck up a batch of meth and die in a beautiful explosion. lydia chokes on a peanut at the age of 40. marie finds a passion for making her own salsa. saul continues his lawyering career, deciding to never assist in any grander schemes again

hank found dead in santa fe

[real-fire-emblem-takes]

I firmly believe that if Anna switched places with Saul Goodman she would thrive whereas he would struggle. And she would get with Kim

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[rainbowdonkee]

FE6 time plus Heidr! We're also getting Saul in the 3*-4* pool and Murdock as GHB

[fefuckability]

ROUND 1: Time to throw down, squishy backline pretty boys

Feel free to rb/comment with your reasoning!

[four-loose-screws]

FE6 Novelization Translation - Chapter 15 Section 1

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Chapter 15: The Rebellion of Ostia (Section 1)

*Note: The 1st 13 chapters are FE7's novelization.

In western Laus, there is a mountainous region made up of several small but high mountains.

A bishop of St. Elimine’s church was visiting one of the villages among those mountains.

“Now then, I will leave everything to you, Dorothy. Please pass everything I said on to Saul as well.” 

The bishop was an elderly man whose hair had turned entirely white, from the hair on his head, to his beard, to his long, drooping eyebrows. He was a particularly high-ranking bishop within the church, and spoke kindly to the girl in front of him with a gentle smile on his face.

“Yes, Bishop Yoder.” The girl, named Dorothy, replied enthusiastically.

Though she was not conventionally attractive, the freckles scattered across her cheeks drew in the eyes of others. And the honest, sincere look in her eyes was a window into the inner beauty of her heart that could not be seen from the outside. Across her chest she wore a leather breastplate, and attached to her waist was a quiver full of arrows. The iron bow she held in her left hand seemed to be well-used, as the metal parts of it had dulled considerably in color.

Satisfied with Dorothy’s answer, Yoder left the village.

She saw him off, diligently keeping her eyes on him until he was no longer in sight, then turned back towards the village.

As a devout follower of St. Elimine, her job was to guard one of the church’s priests. “Now where is Father Saul loafing around this time…”

The priest she was assigned to protect often did things all on his own.

Just like today, he usually walked off without saying a single word to her.

“...Seriously, where has he gone? If he keeps going off and doing whatever he wants, then what point is there in having me as his guard?” She grumbled and looked up at the clear, blue sky.

As she felt the warm rays of sunlight against her back, she wandered around the village, looking for the person she was supposed to be serving.

She saw farmers tilling their fields, energetic children running around, women absorbed in chatting and gossiping with each other… This was a picturesque, peaceful village. It made her question whether or not the continent was truly at war.

A warm early summer breeze blew past her. It carried the voice of a young woman along with it to just within her earshot.

“Father, thank you for the offer, but maybe not today…”

“C’mon, don’t say things like that! Tonight, you can listen to my preachings all you’d like…”

Dorothy turned her head in the direction the voice came from, and saw a villager with an uncomfortable look on her face, as well as a priest with a pretty face talking passionately to her. 

He was the very person she was supposed to be guarding, Father Saul of St. Elimine’s church.

“Ah, there you are, Father!”

“Gah, Dorothy!” Saul took his eyes off the woman. 

She took advantage of the opportunity to say, “I’ll be off, then,” with a bright smile, and rushed off.

“Ah, please wait!” Saul called out sweetly to her, but she did not stop.

Once she was completely out of sight, his shoulders fell in disappointment. “...Look what you did, Dorothy! It’s because you came up to us with such a scary look on your face that she ran away!”

“This is the face I was born with! Nevermind that, Father. You were flirting with her, weren’t you?”

Her accusation made him huff and say, “You misunderstand me yet again… I was merely leading the soul of a lost sheep to salvation…”

“And why do you have to do that ‘tonight?’”

“...A-Anyway, are you here because you needed me for something?” After Dorothy hit him where it hurts, Saul immediately changed the subject. 

As a naive girl, she fell completely for his sneaky trick, and remembered her original business with him. “Oh, that’s right! I’ve been told that the Knights of Pherae, from Lycia, will be arriving here soon.”

“What?! Then that means Princess Guinivere will be here?!” Saul’s eyes instantly lit up.

“If the news that I was told directly by the main church is correct, yes, she will be.”

“Then we have no time to waste! We must find that army immediately!” He brushed the dirt off his robe and put a serious look on his face as he spoke.

Dorothy’s cold stare saw straight through him.

“What’s the matter, Dorothy?”

“By the way, I’ve heard that Princess Guinivere is very beautiful!”

“Wh-What are you acting so silly for…? Now let’s get going!”

“Yes, Father…” She replied unenthusiastically to poke fun at the priest as he continued to tidy himself up.

ー

Dieck jumped and swung his iron blade down at the brigand leader.

The heavy weight of his weapon caused him to land faster, making his attack strong enough to send anyone to their grave.

Just as the muscular mercenary was returning the blade to its sheath across his back, someone appeared from behind him.

“Seems like the fight is over.”

“Yeah. I’ll take my group and patrol inside the castle.”

“Understood. Thank you!” Roy said as Dieck exited the crumbling throne room.

They were currently at an old castle built alongside the major road leading to Ostia, built long ago.

After the events at Laus Castle, they realized they no longer knew which marquesses had betrayed them, and that Lycia’s territories were no longer safe. To avoid any unnecessary battles, Roy and his army chose to travel the old, roundabout road leading through the mountains.

Along the way, they were threatened by a group of brigands who had made an old castle nearby into their base, and asked for help by an impoverished village.

They needed to hurry and really shouldn’t accept any requests, but Roy could not abandon any villager in trouble who came before him, so he immediately set out to chase off the brigands.

The brigands stood no chance against the proud and powerful Knights of Pherae. They were defeated in the blink of an eye, with their leader having just been killed by Dieck.

Now, all they had left to do was make their way to Ostia.

As Roy started to hurry out of the throne room to give the rest of his army his orders, Wolt ran in, face as white as a sheet. He also saw Guinivere behind Wolt.

“Lord Roy!! Emergency! A priest of St. Elimine’s Church wishes to see you… and Princess Guinivere!”

Roy could not hide how surprised he was by this report.

The news that Princess Guinivere was with his army was something that should not have reached even the Bern army yet. He couldn’t believe that someone would suddenly approach him, knowing exactly where she was.

“So that means they knew Princess Guinivere is with us?” He asked, unable to believe his ears. 

Wolt nodded confidently. “Yes. What shall we do?”

“...I don’t know. For now, I will meet with him alone.” Until he knew why a member of St. Elimine’s Church was here, it would be dangerous for the princess to meet with the priest immediately.

That was Roy’s logic as he made his decision.

But Guinivere said, “Lord Roy, I will be alright. Let me see what he has to say.”

“Princess?”

“Actually, my brother’s relationship with St. Elimine’s Church has been slowly falling apart in recent years. I don’t know the details, but I am certain that the Church is not our enemy.”

“Really? Then let him in here.” Roy said to Wolt, put at ease by Guinivere’s words.

ー

The brick walls of the throne room were crumbling and covered in moss after being used as a stronghold by the brigands, making it a less than ideal place to meet with an audience.

But the priest who appeared before them did not seem to mind, and introduced himself politely. “Lord Roy, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am Saul, a priest of St. Elimine’s Church. And this is my guard, Dorothy.”

In response to Saul’s introduction of her, Dorothy did not say anything, but bowed her head.

“And… Oh! You must be Princess Guinivere! You are as beautiful as the rumors say!” The moment Saul saw the princess standing next to Roy, he started heaping compliments on her. 

He was going to say more, but sensed the cold stare his guard was giving him from behind him, cleared his throat, and shifted back to the main topic of conversation to avoid another lecture from her.

“Ahem… Princess Guinivere, I am here to learn more about the Fire Emblem. You are in possession of it, correct?”

“How do you know that…?!” Guinivere’s face lit up in shock.

The Fire Emblem was considered Bern’s greatest treasure. It was the finest orb in all of her home country. The fact that he guessed her secret correctly when her personal attendant Elen did not even know it shocked her to her very core.

But Saul calmly continued, “I received a message from the church I serve in Bern stating that the Fire Emblem disappeared from The Shrine of Seals. And at that exact time, Princess Guinivere, you also disappeared from Bern. I was sent here by my church to confirm the truth. Why did you do it? Why did you take the Fire Emblem?” He asked.

Guinivere kept her mouth shut tight.

A long, heavy silence fell over the throne room, but finally, she answered with determination on her face, “...To stop my brother.”

“Your brother… You mean His Majesty King Zephiel, correct?”

“Yes.”

“Do you know what the Fire Emblem is, Your Highness?”

“...The Fire Emblem is the key that can awaken the sword that seals away dragons… My late father told me all about it long ago. But I do not know exactly what it all meant… Only that my brother seems to fear the possibility of it falling into someone else’s hands.”

“So you thought that by making him believe it had fallen into his enemy’s hands, he would be forced to halt his invasion of the other countries?”

“Yes. But he started a war anyway…” She concluded her words with a look of deep sorrow on her face.

This confession made Roy once again aware of just how deep her resolve was.

The priest continued his questioning of her. “I ask you this as a representative of St. Elimine’s Church. What are you going to do next?”

“...Must I give you my answer right now?”

“It seems that you have something in mind.”

“I do. I still have no intention of giving up on finding a path to peace.”

“I understand. Then may I come along with you?”

“So long as Lord Roy allows it.” Saul responded by looking at Roy, his gaze alone asking his question without words. 

Roy looked back at him, and agreed without a hint of hesitation. “I have no objection to it.”

“...Lord Roy, I apologize for placing so many burdens upon you.” Guinivere said.

“Not at all. Please do not worry that you are. I also wish… that we will be able to find the path to peace that you speak of.”

“...Thank you, Lord Roy…” She said with a weak smile.

It was a smile that was doing its best to suppress how anxious and lost she felt…

Roy understood that, and knew just how difficult the path she’d chosen would be. He knew it so well that it hurt.

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