I, Fujimaru Ritsuka, am back with a max-level character!

Ophelia had a deep impression of the way Fujimaru Ritsuka conquered the singularities.

That means increasing the number of allies to enhance the combat power of all sides. If they are enemies, then try to turn them into allies to enhance the combat power of all sides.

“Francis Drake—the famous navigator who completed a circumnavigation of the globe alive, a figure who gave King Philip II a major headache… Judging from the way these people praise her, she must have been an extraordinary person,” Peperoncino said with a smile.

"A captain who can make the sun fall seems to deserve a place in the annals of human heroism. But it's surprising, these guys say Drake defeated Poseidon, who descended upon this sea. If that's true, then he's not to be underestimated," Ophelia analyzed.

“That makes sense. Since history has identified him as a man, he might have been a muscular, 1.8-meter-tall, super-strong man who could crush a wine glass with his bare hands.”

"That's a bit much, Pepe. We haven't even met yet, so it's hard to say. Cheer up a bit, I can already see the buildings."

“That’s true, Ophelia makes a lot of sense. Well, I’ve noticed you’ve become even cuter lately!” Peperoncino was delighted because Ophelia seemed to value interpersonal communication more than before.

She's no longer that silly, clueless girl who awkwardly approached her junior and said, "You and Mashu aren't a good match, let me take your place!"

[But does Ophelia like her juniors more, or does she like the captain more? Ugh, this is such a perplexing topic!]

"...You're such a chatterbox."

Seeing Peperoncino's lips curl into a smile, Ophelia's face quickly flashed with a hint of helplessness.

As everyone's best friend, Peperoncino is meddling way too much.

"Hey, we're here! Big Sister, I've brought some guests. They say they want to meet you, Big Sister!" The burly pirate with the red turban led the group to the makeshift hideout, and his loud voice startled Drake, who was drinking.

"Guest, other pirates?!" A uniquely bold voice asked the older, busty woman in a lazy tone.

"Oh dear, no, they are two very strong guys who are dressed rather strangely."

"Are you an idiot? We pirates are weirdos, how can we call others weird!"

The busty mature woman stood up, her exposed breasts swaying gently as she turned her gaze toward Ophelia.

Ah, this outfit is indeed a bit strange.

The photo shows a cool and stylish girl wearing a unique suit jacket on top, paired with a skirt, black stockings, and long boots. She looks capable and serious, yet also has a kind of endearing charm.

They are the ideal secretarial talent.

He is both capable and competent.

The other one is rather peculiar.

It is indeed quite beautiful, but it also gives people a strange sense of unease.

The smile on her face may look fake, but it's actually genuine.

It possesses an aura of constant destruction and rebirth, which is surprisingly captivating.

They really are a bunch of weirdos.

“Well, it does look quite peculiar,” Drake nodded.

"Right, right? They even guessed that the boss would be a super strong woman with muscles all over her body!"

“A super-strong woman?! What is that... Well, never mind, Bombey, you can step back now, I'll talk to them.” Drake waved his hand impatiently.

"I understand, boss."

The Red Scarf pirate named Bonbe wasn't bothered and left nonchalantly, leaving Drake and two Masters from Chaldea behind.

"So, what do you want from me?" Captain Drake asked, patting his brain, which was a little sluggish from drinking.

Ophelia and Peperoncino exchanged a glance and then nodded.

"Reporting to the boss—!" Just then, a rather ordinary-looking pirate appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"Hey, can't you see I'm talking to a guest? Coming here to spoil the mood, are you trying to kill yourself?"

"No, Boss! It's just that the brothers you sent out before haven't been heard from for a long time..."

"Huh?!" Drake raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about? There are no communication tools on the high seas, so it's not unusual to have no news."

"That's true, but... after so long without returning to Hong Kong, I'm afraid those brothers are already..."

"Well, even so, it doesn't matter. We pirates are the kind of guys who live by risking our lives."

"Well......"

"What are you hesitating for? If you're going to rob gold and silver, you have to be prepared to die. Otherwise, what kind of pirate are you? Go home and drink your mother's milk."

"I see!"

"Now that you know, why aren't you getting to work? Are you waiting to be thrown into a contract slave position later?"

Indentured slaves, also known as white slaves, may seem glamorous and carefree, but if they are defeated in war, they will be sold to the Americas and forced to work alongside Black people and indigenous people.

So work hard under Captain Drake, and life will get sweeter and sweeter.

"Sorry...I'm sorry."

Drake's reluctance to enslave her men wasn't out of kindness or a dislike for misery and despair; if she didn't have some cunning, she would have become the pirates' sex slaves long ago.

Her cousin Hawkins was a slave trader and triangular trader, so he naturally knew how miserable those people were.

However, this blood and tears are only the tip of the iceberg in human history, and are not the purpose of this effort to save humanity.

What the Chaldea Masters seek is nothing more than Captain Drake's help to save all of human history.

However, Captain Drake readily agreed to this request.

"I'm sorry, I can't do that!"

Captain Drake didn't care at all about such grand notions as humanity, or the invitation from the observatory.

Sailing, sailing, sailing, sailing!

Drake only had this on his mind.

Making money, taking risks, there are many interesting things to do.

Saving humanity? [I don't care]

Peperoncino and Ophelia were immediately in a predicament. This guy was completely different from ordinary Servants, and they couldn't persuade this captain.

I have absolutely no interest in anything related to human righteousness or the destruction of the world!

Is that guy who floated up from Atlantis and called himself Poseidon interesting?

Chapter Twenty-One: Oda Nobunaga: This ship will be called the "Honnoji"!

Drake's fleet did indeed have one ship that failed to return in time.

Most of the pirate ships operated by Captain Drake were British vessels, specifically modified galleons designed to harass the Spanish fleet.

While they may not have much of an advantage in naval battles, they excel at harassment.

Against large warships, galleons were more maneuverable, smaller targets, and faster, making them almost deadly at sea.

However, the reason Captain Drake's ship did not return was because they were greedy and killed a Portuguese merchant warship, the Carric.

The blue Holy Cross shield banner on it, like a bewitching maiden, lured the pirates to flock to it.

Generally speaking, this ship may have come from Ceuta in the northern part of Africa or the Cape of Good Hope in the south. As we all know, compared with the Spanish plunder in the Americas, Portugal's commercial gains in the East were not far behind. The trade in spices, porcelain, tea and silk transformed the originally weak Portuguese royal family into a powerful force that rivaled Spain in this era.

Gold, spices, slaves, silk, sugar, cotton!

This is unprecedented wealth!

Both China Eastern and China Western Airlines can make a fortune from a single trip.

It’s so cool!

So even though the ships were huge and the firepower was fierce, the pirates still had their eyes on them.

That wasn't some giant ship, but a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered!

"Damn God! I've finally caught a big fat sheep! It looks like an old Portuguese sailing ship. Although it has fierce firepower, it's no match for us!"

The pirate leader, revealing his large, yellow teeth—a product of saltwater—glanced at the massive ship sailing in the distance with disdain.

"Those outdated relics should be thrown into the Atlantic Ocean to feed the fish! Come on, my men, let's show these Portuguese the power of us pirates!"

"Big Sister Drake will definitely reward the brothers handsomely this time. Whatever title she gets in the future, she'll make us brothers lords!"

"Yay! We're pirates! We're pirates!"

"I can't stand guys like that, but I guess I can't help it." The captain looked at the merchant ship sailing by with some disdain.

"We're sailing against the wind now. Once the chase starts, the massive ship will create considerable resistance. It won't take us more than fifteen minutes to catch up with these guys. Hahaha, thank you, you son of a bitch God!"

The rugged captain seemed to see countless porcelain pieces and tea leaves beckoning to him.

Accompanied by cheerful, off-key music, the pirates rode the waves and sped towards the "fat sheep".

"Whoosh—!"

The ship sails forward, cutting through the waves like a hungry wolf.

However, there was one thing they didn't know: this Portuguese merchant ship was not a warship used by Portuguese merchants or fleets. It was a Portuguese merchant ship that Oda Nobunaga had "borrowed" from Osaka when the anomaly occurred at this singularity.

These warships had dealt a heavy blow to the Matsuura daimyo a few years earlier, with the Portuguese musketeers losing eight soldiers and the Japanese daimyo suffering the loss of several hundred foot soldiers.

As one of the few monarchs who liked Nanban studies, a powerful and ambitious man who fought his way to the top, and the most beautiful girl in the land, Oda Nobuna... no, Oda Nobunaga, his sharp eyes naturally spotted the three small galleons.

"It's the enemy! It's the enemy! This is the first time I've seen the Southern Barbarians' naval fleet, but there are only three warships... I don't think it will be very exciting!"

The lovable Nobunaga stood at the bow of the ship, excitedly gazing at the distant warships, which gleamed with the same gleam as pirates, their crimson greed befitting of the future overlord who would unify Japan.

“No, judging from their appearance, they should be pirates from this area,” Mashu replied.

"Senior, we must prepare for battle. Ideally, we should directly engage their decks to avoid our warships being sunk."

“I understand. Mash is right. What do you two think?” Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, then turned her gaze to Kadoc and Akuta Hinako.

"Don't look at me, what does it have to do with me?" Hinako glared at Gudako, then turned her head away and stopped talking.

Kadoc: "...How should I know? They're just lowly pirates, I suppose. Although they have a lot of nautical knowledge, once we're in combat, let alone generals, mages, or Servants, even regular troops could easily crush them."

"Of course! My Oda army is equipped with a large number of arquebuses, so it will not be inferior even to the Nanban army," Oda Nobunaga said with great confidence.

Although I don't know if it's true or not, Takeda Nobushige definitely wanted to curse.

"Thieves are nothing to fear, but I'd like to try a warship-to-warship battle on the high seas; it sounds like it would be really interesting!"