Thanks for the invitation. I'm in Type-Moon, inheriting the legacy of Zi-O.

Then, in Nianzhuo's eyes, a crack appeared in the multicolored double image on the bush.

"Huh—?" Nian Zhuo's eyes widened. "Could it be..." a lucky accident, or could it be said that...?

Then, the crack that appeared on the double image grew larger and larger until it filled Nian Zhuo's vision.

The colorful yet still world before us has finally begun to flow again.

Nianzhuo also saw that not far away, Mashu and the others had knocked the last two-legged wyvern to the ground.

"Well, my whole body... seems to be painless now?" After a simple movement, Nian Zhuo was somewhat pleased to find that the tearing pain had subsided. "So... System, are my injuries healed now?"

"...The damage to the host's body has been detected to be healed, with no signs of any aftereffects." The system's emotionless voice felt particularly warm to Nian Zhuo at this moment. "But—" It only left Nian Zhuo with a drawn-out ending.

"—The damage to the host's spirit core still exists, please be careful." This is the only one that has truly damaged the foundation. After all, the body has been transformed into a magical body, and even if the Demon King can heal the injuries, she cannot heal this fundamental crack.

"I see." However, Nian Zhuo quickly accepted this fact and stood up from the bushes. "Phew~ It's definitely more comfortable to move around when you're completely unharmed. Time to go see them." Not paying much attention to his injuries, Nian Zhuo pushed aside the bushes and walked towards the group who were cleaning up the battlefield.

"Sigh, so this is a real dragon." Drake stepped on the lifeless wyvern lying on the ground with his high heel and couldn't help but show a disappointed expression. "It looks like a lizard."

“To be precise, they were wyverns.” Having actually seen real dragons, Mash really didn’t want to recall that enormous, black body. “Back in France, the battles with them took a lot of our effort… Hmm?” As if she had noticed something strange, Mash couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows.

"What happened?" Euryale leaned closer to look at the wyvern lying on the ground, curling her lip in disgust.

"Ah, it's nothing. I think I just remembered something..." Mashu didn't finish her sentence, and seemed a little hesitant.

"How about we use these wyverns you hunted as materials to repair our ships?" A familiar male voice then rang out from beside Mash, causing her to jump aside in surprise.

Just as she was about to get into a fighting stance to warn everyone, Mash immediately moved her shield away when a familiar figure came into view.

Because the person standing there was Nian Zhuo, who was originally a seriously injured person.

“…Mr. Nianzhuo? Why did you follow me here?” Mashu immediately moved closer to Nianzhuo, looking him up and down. “You were so badly injured before, how could you move around so carelessly?”

“That’s right, a wounded person should act like a wounded person. Just wait on the ship for us to bring back the spoils.” Euryale and Ritsuka chimed in from the side. “Or are you actually a perverted masochist who gets even more excited when you’re injured?”

"Ah... please spare me from this evaluation..." Nian Zhuo's confident smile instantly crumbled, and he cupped his hands towards Yuri Ellie, signaling the goddess to be merciful. "But you can rest assured about my health, I'm fine now."

“…Hmm?” Drake simply looked Nian Zhuo up and down. “Indeed, the wounds I saw before are gone. But what kind of medicine did you use to make those wounds, which seemed almost fatal to me, completely heal in such a short time?”

“…Well, most of us who play with astrology have some trump cards up our sleeves, I guess…ahahaha.” Saying an explanation that even he himself didn’t believe, Nian Zhuo scratched his head helplessly. “Everyone doesn’t need to worry about me. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Mary to confirm. I’m fine now.”

“…That’s true.” After a long silence, Mary’s voice finally came through the communication device on Nian Zhuo’s wrist, “This shows that your spirit origin reaction has recovered—but you still need to be careful! Don’t do anything that’s tantamount to suicide, unless you think you’ve lived long enough?!”

"Okay, okay, I understand." Nian Zhuo patted Ritsuka and Mashu on the head, and nodded at their worried eyes. "Don't worry, I'm fine now."

“…Well then, I’ll trust you for a while. (Since Mr. Nianzhuo has said so.)” Both of them reluctantly accepted Nianzhuo’s apology, and then everyone’s attention shifted back to the two-legged wyvern lying on the ground.

“Mr. Nianzhuo, you just mentioned using dragons to repair the ship… Yes! I remember now, that’s exactly what I was going to say!” Mashu recalled Nianzhuo’s suggestion and suddenly remembered what she was originally going to say.

"Huh...?!" Drake seemed completely bewildered. He kicked the wyvern's corpse, still finding it hard to believe, "Using a dragon to repair my ship?"

"Oh...that's a great idea." Even Euryale, unusually, didn't nitpick, but instead carefully examined the sharp scales of the wyvern in front of her. "If dragon scales were processed into armor, they would be even stronger than steel!"

“However…” Euryale frowned at the thought of processing it, “Unless the person is extremely powerful, processing it is very difficult…”

“Hmm…” At this moment, Asterius glanced at Nianzhuo to the side and let out a heavy groan, while also noticing that Nianzhuo’s gaze was also on him.

"Ah, right! Nian Zhuo and Asterius are here?!" Euryale clapped her hands in surprise, then looked at the two standing together. "Well then, can we give it a try?"

"Hmm...!" A violent smile appeared on Asterius's face as his muscles bulged and he walked up to a two-legged wyvern.

“Um…then I’ll choose to use technique.” With practiced ease, Nian Zhuo pulled out the driver from his waist and took out an orange-yellow watch face from his pocket.

“Gaim—!” It twisted and then flipped on the driver.

A zipper was pulled open on the top of Nianzhuo's head, revealing a huge orange.

Then, with a "Duang~ Chirp~", it hit Nianzhuo's head.

"Ugh...!" Both Drake and Euryale were surprised, as it was the first time they had seen this scene.

Then, orange juice gushed out, as if it had been cut open, and pieces of armor fell onto the Zi-O armor based on Nen-cho.

"Rider Time! Kamen Rider Zi-O!! Armor Time! Soiya! Gaim~!"

The orange-yellow samurai has returned to the battlefield after a long absence!

Gripping the two large orange pills tightly, Nian Zhuo also squatted down in front of a two-legged wyvern.

He and Asterius exchanged a glance and both nodded.

The Great Orange Pill, which should have been possessed by warriors vying for supremacy, has now taken on a new purpose in Nencho's hands!

— Shaving the dragon's scales.

"Asterius and Mr. Nianzhuo should be alright, right?" Ritsuka, along with Mash and the remaining girls, squatted down in front of a wyvern. "Then let's start peeling off its scales!"

"Oh, oh, oh!" The accompanying pirates all showed relieved expressions. "If it's these two young men, then we can rest assured! But don't be reckless like you were just now!"

"Alright, let's eat first, let's eat first!" Looking at the busy group, the pirate shook his head helplessly, "I'll introduce you to our master craftsman (blacksmith) later!"

"Ugh—uh-huh." Upon hearing the word "eat," Asterius stopped what he was doing. "Eat, eat with everyone."

I really don't know if it was because he was with everyone or because of the meal itself that made his cheeks turn red...

Drake the Pirates transformed into the Drake Adventurers.

After dinner, and having witnessed the blacksmithing skills of the pirate crew, they successfully turned the dragon scales that Nian Zhuo and Asterius had obtained into the ship's armor.

"Hmm..." The flintlock pistol in his hand spat out a scorching tongue of fire. The bullet struck the armor made of dragon scales, bringing out golden sparks. However, the surface of the armor remained smooth. Even Drake nodded in satisfaction at this result.

"This is indeed very sturdy, but it's far from enough." After all, what's in front of him is just a small finished product, and if his ship were to be completely transformed into such dragon scale armor, he would need countless dragon scales.

“Leonardo, the technical lead.” Matthew had no choice but to turn to Leonardo da Vinci for help, opening the communication device in his hand. “How many more dragons do we need to defeat to repair the ship?”

"Considering the size of these scales and the fact that they will shrink after processing..." After a cursory glance at the appearance of the Golden Deer that Mash had sent over, Da Vinci was also somewhat worried and unsure of what to do. "It will probably take another thirty dragons to make up for it."

“If that’s the case,” Mashu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the conclusion that the number was much smaller than she had expected, “then as long as we can find the wyvern’s nest, we should be able to get it done in a whole day.”

"Hmph~ Looks like this is another mission~" Ritsuka was filled with longing for the unknown adventure. "Alright...! Let's all go hunting together!"

"It seems Ritsuka really enjoys this kind of adventure..." Nencho, who had just rejoined the team, resumed his sarcastic remarks. "Speaking of which, do we look like adventurers now?"

"Hmm... speaking of adventures," Drake said, giving him a look that said, "If you bring this up, I'm wide awake again... 'Shouldn't we also change the ship's name to the Golden Dragon...?' And she was actually seriously considering the feasibility of it...!"

So the group, filled with a joyful atmosphere, set off into the dense forest.

However, in the dense forest, a silver arrow pierced the air, pinning an animal of unknown species to a tree, rendering it motionless.

“…Alright.” Then, a pair of fair hands took the prey down from the tree. After weighing the prey in his hands, the hunter nodded in satisfaction. “Hmm, chop this up…add some seasonings…and stir-fry.” Then, as if he had suddenly thought of something, he smiled and stroked his cheek.

"Oh no. I can't go without some vegetables." Looking around, there were no plants that could be called vegetables growing.

Finally, the silver-haired hunter's gaze fell upon the wild grass at his feet, and a satisfied glint appeared in his eyes.

"These grasses on the ground should be fine, right?" She grabbed a handful from the ground and generously threw them into the pot. "Hey!" After a quick weighing, the girl lifted the entire pot up.

"Hmm, put this in the bento box... stir it..." The girl, looking quite pleased with herself, poured the strange food she had made into the box. "Hmm... done!" Looking in one direction, she held her bento box above her head and exclaimed happily, "Darling, I made a bento!"

In the bushes not far away, something that looked like a teddy bear... well, it did seem to be a teddy bear peeking out.

Holding a small wooden stick in its hand, adorned with strange decorations, and even more surprisingly, this teddy bear is floating in mid-air.

"Wait a minute, these steps don't look like making a bento at all!" The teddy bear's eyes even welled up with tears as it looked at the thing the girl proudly presented to it. "Just grilling meat and sprinkling weeds on top of it, that can't possibly be called a bento!"

"Don't say that, try it!" The girl's eyebrows furrowed, and she pushed the lunchbox towards the teddy bear. "...It's delicious, you know?"

"Why are you so absolutely confident in the quality of this bento box?" The teddy bear looked at the strange-looking thing in the bento box and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Oh dear, you've got really high standards..." Then, as if sensing something, the girl exclaimed, "Oh?"

"Hmm... something's getting closer." The teddy bear pursed its lips, seemingly sensing the faint presence in the air. "It seems to be a Servant."

"Is he an enemy or an ally?" The girl gripped the silver-white longbow in her hand, a hint of wariness creeping into her gaze.

"As long as it's cute, it doesn't matter which side it is—" However, the teddy bear had no chance to continue, because behind him, the silver-white girl with a kind smile slowly reached out and grabbed his neck.

She then pressed hard against the tree trunk, her smile unchanged, but the girl rubbed the teddy bear's face up and down against the tree trunk.

"No, I didn't say anything." The teddy bear uttered the words with difficulty, then decisively admitted defeat. "So please stop rubbing me, the weakling, against the tree trunk!"

“But maybe that’s for the best.” The girl released her grip on the teddy bear, her large, ample breasts swaying as she stretched. “I’m pretty tired of this island too. Besides, I don’t even understand why we were summoned!”

"Ah~ yes." The teddy bear bobbed up and down, looking exhausted. "Whether it's an enemy or a comrade, hopefully we can find some clues."

"..." The girl glanced at the teddy bear beside her and suddenly murmured, "But I think it wouldn't be so bad if things continued like this?"

"Ugh. I don't want to!" The teddy bear reacted rather strongly. "Both this island and the previous one were incredibly boring."

"There aren't any cute girls here, are there?" The girl smiled, pinpointing the teddy bear's true thoughts.

“That’s right, that’s right!” Almost instinctively, the teddy bear was nodding frantically.

—Then the girl grabbed his neck and rubbed him up and down against the tree trunk.

"...Um, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." The teddy bear seemed to want to bend over at a ninety-degree angle. "I almost forgot that I'm a gigolo who needs to be carried and held by you, and who depends on you for everything. I apologize, I will apologize—! So please don't throw me away so hard!!!"

"Ah (dropped)." The teddy bear flew away amidst the girl's exclamation.

"Ah...wait...!?"

The girl's eyes shone with silvery moonlight, and she hurriedly ran in the direction the teddy bear had flown.

"Hey! Darling! I'm sorry!!" The teddy bear's angry shouts rang out from the bushes not far away.

"You think an apology will make things right?! You idiot!"

Meanwhile, Mashu and Nencho's team also made some gains.

Is it considered a profit to get a moon goddess and a teddy bear for free?

"...Be careful, multiple dragons have been detected here." Mary's voice, now calm, came through the communicator on Mashu's wrist. "And... um? What's this?" She looked at the small blue dot that appeared on the screen.

"Very small, like a familiar..." Mary murmured curiously, wondering what kind of familiar it could be.

"Familiars on this kind of island?" Mash recalled the mess and overgrown weeds when she first arrived on the island, and found it hard to believe that familiars could exist in a place that looked like the worst magic workshop in the world.

“Hmm…it seems there are some subtle differences between it and a familiar.” Looking at the fluctuating magical power of the other party, Mary shook her head and turned her attention back to finding the wyvern. “However, I didn’t measure a lot of magical power, so there’s no need to worry about it too much.”

“…Hmm.” Euryale looked around nervously, as if she had noticed something.

"Hmm?" Asterius, too, his beast-like intuition made him sense the abnormality around him, but he still looked at Euryale on his shoulder with a puzzled gaze.

"It's nothing." The petite goddess shrugged to indicate she was alright. "I just suddenly had a bad feeling." Euryale patted Asterius's shoulder and brushed away a branch in front of them. "Also, you're too tall! That branch might hit my head! Crouch down a little, or hug me with your arms..." Feeling her vision lower, Euryale patted Asterius with satisfaction. "...Hmm, not bad, not bad, that's better."