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

After venting her anger on the enemies on the ghost ship, even Mash felt much better now.

Especially when she saw Captain Drake stomp on a ghost and fire a dozen shots at it, she couldn't help but smile.

Artemis and Euryale also breathed a sigh of relief, the heavy weight in their hearts finally lifted a little.

"Alright." After loading the flintlock pistol, twirling it in his hand, and tucking it into his belt, Drake cheerfully pointed ahead, standing on a barrel of liquor. "It's about time to go, guys!"

"Eh...?!" Mashu looked at the spirited Drake in surprise. "But we haven't come up with a solution yet...?" For the more rational Mashu, finding a solution before taking action was her idea.

"Ha, why think so much?" Drake patted Mash's shoulder heartily, a smug smile spreading across his scarred face. "Things will work themselves out! The so-called difficulties are impossible to overcome if you don't encounter them. Besides, if we let them get the Ark of the Covenant while we're dawdling, it'll only put Euryale in danger, won't it?" He glanced almost imperceptibly at Euryale, who was slightly out of breath, and decisively gripped the helm. "Anyway! Let's set sail, guys!" Then, to prevent Mash and Ritsuka from worrying, Drake adjusted his captain's hat, his confident smile remaining unchanged.

"It's alright." Reassuring Mash, who was still somewhat hesitant, Drake looked up at the vast sea before him. "If Jason's mutterings weren't a lie, then he's just as clueless as we are." Looking at his underlings who had turned around because of his words, Drake patted his chest, causing the 'waves' to surge.

"Well, since neither side has any clues, we have me on our side, unlike their incompetent captain! Our chances are much better!"

“…That’s true, Jason is indeed not very good.” Unexpectedly, Euryale, who had always looked down on Drake, was the first to stand up and agree. “At least the captain is better on our side…no, he’s far ahead.”

“That guy wasn’t exactly a bad person.” As a fellow Greek hero, Orion naturally had to say a few words for Jason, tapping his puppet’s head. “He was just a good-for-nothing with terrible character, and he got a little carried away because he gained great power.”

“Senpai, I don’t quite understand.” Mashu’s eyes were filled with disbelief as she looked at Ritsuka. “What is it about that guy that doesn’t seem like a bad person? He clearly…” Thinking of that departed figure again, Mashu couldn’t help but grip her shield tightly.

Even Artemis couldn't stand it and gently flicked Orion's forehead with her finger.

“‘Not a bad person’ is not an excuse for all actions.” He smiled and tapped Orion’s head.

“Indeed.” Artemis’s explanation made Orion realize his slip of the tongue, and he flicked the wooden club in his hand. “Then I retract my previous statement. That fellow is no good. He’s a heartless scoundrel, all power and no substance.”

"...He doesn't even have a single redeeming quality." Even though Mashu was angry, she couldn't help but be amazed by Orion's assessment of Jason. What kind of person could possibly make his fellow Greek companion unable to find a single redeeming quality...?

"Right, right?" Drake, on the other hand, patted the bear's back with a satisfied look, and couldn't help but pick up the rum next to him and take another sip. "I'm definitely better than him. Treasure, you know, only falls into the hands of those who can make decisive decisions. That's common sense! Hercules is hard to deal with? The witch of Colchis, ranked among the top five in the world? Just what I want!" Drake finished the rum in the bottle in one gulp and wiped his mouth with satisfaction.

“Listen up, Mash. Only humans dare to challenge the so-called impossible.” He patted Mash’s waist to straighten her up, then looked at the vast ocean in front of them together. “We are greedy and shameless, always living a life of fantasy! Right, Ritsuka?” Drake patted her shoulder with satisfaction, looking at the unwavering determination in the girl’s eyes.

"You who came to this era, all of you, are just as much of a fool as I am, aren't you?"

"Hahaha~" For the first time, Ritsuka realized that "idiot" could be used as a compliment. She scratched her cheek awkwardly. "How can I compare to you, Captain? But the fact that you think of me like that makes me so reliable."

“Of course!” Drake’s smile widened even more. “I’m a businessman; I only deal with top-quality goods!”

“…Yes.” Gradually, Mash seemed to be infected as well. “Whether in France or in Rome, we were always like this.” Reaching out her hand to Ritsuka, an unyielding fighting spirit also appeared in Mash’s eyes. “Let’s go, Senpai. Even if Nencho-sensei is gone, as long as you, Master, are still here, no matter who the opponent is, I can fight on again…!”

"Alright!" Ritsuka patted the sake barrel beside her, and for the first time, she seemed to think being a pirate wasn't so bad. She raised her hands. "Sailing! Let's go!"

"Very well, since we've made up our minds, let's go full speed ahead!" Drake immediately urged his men to prepare to set sail, while he vigorously steered the ship. "Listen up, guys! Ring the bell! We're going to seize the Ark of the Covenant! So, let's go!"

"Dong—dong—dong—" The heavy sound of the bell echoed across the surrounding sea, signaling that the Golden Deer, now fully prepared, was once again heading towards its destination.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Drake suddenly came into view of a large expanse of green.

"Report!" The pirate acting as an observer rushed over, pointing to the green area and saying to Drake, "Boss! We've found an island!"

"Alright! Let's move closer!" Drake slowly turned the helm, urging the Golden Deer closer to the island. After maintaining a safe distance, he looked at Mashu... on his communication device. "What's going on, Miss Unknown Scholar?"

“………………Hmm.” Da Vinci looked at the report that had just been delivered to him and shook his head regretfully. “This island is wrong too; there’s no magical wavelength. Although there were a few faint reactions, based on our records so far, it’s more likely to be a monster. We’re wrong again. Let’s move on to the next island.” After saying that, Da Vinci sighed with worry and slumped into his office chair.

"That's it! You all heard it!" Drake's order to his men was simple and clear: "Open the right bow and avoid this island!"

"Yes, sir!" The pirate who received the order immediately pulled the rope, preventing the Golden Deer from wasting time on this barren island.

"Ha... this island isn't right either. This is the third time." Resigned, Drake leaned against the railing, looking at the once again empty ocean, and sighed again. "While filling in the sea chart is a welcome thing, there's absolutely no clue..."

“There are no Servants either,” Mash added from the side, a hint of sadness still in her eyes. “...But even if there were, it wouldn’t be so easy to find a Servant who could rival Heracles or Medea.”

“Alright, let’s go to the next island!” Drake glanced at his pocket watch and smiled helplessly.

"But it's strange, isn't it?" Orion asked, watching the ship leave the island again.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, he quickly tried to find a topic to talk about.

“I mean Medea.” Orion scratched his head in confusion, even the hand holding the stick seemed to have lost its strength.

"The Medea you mentioned, is she the girl who accompanied Jason?" Mashu recalled Orion's words, confirming that he was referring to the girl who accompanied Jason, and nodded in deep agreement. "Looking at her adorable appearance, it's hard to imagine that she is the witch of Colchis..."

“Yes, yes.” Orion nodded, also looking surprised. “If it were Medea as a Servant, the one that would appear would undoubtedly be the mature Medea, right? Medea was cruelly betrayed by Jason, and in revenge, she killed his wife and children.” Stroking his chin, recalling the way Jason and Medea had acted before, Orion couldn’t help but shudder. “…Hmm, from the moment they were summoned, they should have immediately started killing each other, shouldn’t they?!”

"Wow, how awful!" Artemis couldn't help but stomp her foot. "In comparison, Orion is just a womanizer, casually seducing goddesses and married women!"

“That’s right, that’s right.” Orion nodded, completely unaware that Artemis had said it. He thought Mash was talking about his deeds and nodded smugly. “This kind of relationship is the best because no one will cause trouble afterward… Waaaaaah!?” Then, a fair arm grabbed Orion’s neck from behind.

"I'm...I'm doomed, I've been tricked into saying this!" Orion said with difficulty, feeling the force on his neck gradually tighten.

“Hmm…” Da Vinci glanced at the report that had been submitted, and instead began to speculate seriously, “She might be Medea in her youth. Although Servants are summoned in their prime, she is currently in a state before she became a witch… In other words, she is currently in a state where she has just learned magic from the temple of Colchis and has not yet become Jason’s wife. This would explain her appearance and behavior; she has not yet experienced being abandoned by Jason afterward.”

"Should I say she's pitiful..." Mashu couldn't help but lower her head. "A love whose inevitable outcome was cruel destruction..."

“How could that be?” Euryale looked at Mash beside her, offering a helpless reassurance. “Anyone chosen as a Heroic Spirit, even if their age differs slightly, shouldn’t have their records altered… That woman should know her and Jason’s fate.” But now it was Euryale’s turn to be confused. “If that’s the case, why did she act that way…?”

“Of course, it’s because she’s blind to everything.” Drake, who had been leaning on the railing looking at the sea, turned around and explained to the crowd, “It’s pitiful, but also terrifying. Unlike you,” Drake pointed at Euryale, “she doesn’t look humans in the eye, nor does she directly provoke them.”

"What does that mean? What do you mean?" Euryale was taken aback at first, then slapped herself indignantly. "I've always ignored humans and didn't take them seriously, have I?"

“…I know!” Da Vinci raised his hand with practiced ease. “What’s her attitude called again? Even I know it…!” Da Vinci couldn’t help but lift her large, ample breasts, and looking at Euryale’s flushed cheeks, he couldn’t help but touch his nose. “No wonder Blackbeard is so obsessed with her…what a textbook example of arrogance—” However, fate did not give her a chance to finish her sentence.

Another pirate rushed over from the bow of the ship to report to Drake.

"Report! Boss! We've discovered a new island!" She pointed in one direction.

"Okay!" Drake hurriedly walked to the bow of the ship, his eyebrows furrowed. "Hopefully, this time it will definitely be a hit!"

Meanwhile, on a secluded island, a man and a woman gaze at each other in silence.

"..." The green-haired man looked to be in his early twenties. He held a staff decorated with bells in his hand and was looking the girl in front of him up and down with his green eyes.

"Okay, delivered." The girl with golden hair that turned green at the ends nodded as she placed the item on the ground. Her two animal ears twitched as she moved her head. She was wearing a short skirt that looked like a green evening gown.

"...Phew, they probably didn't find the arrow message, right?" the man said worriedly, then scratched his head in frustration. "After all, they're completely clueless. They probably...won't come to this island, will they?" A growing number of pessimistic thoughts piled up in his mind, making him bite his fingernails in annoyance. "No, nothing's absolute...it's possible? Ugh, I'm starting to feel uneasy. If that arrow didn't make them understand, will there never be a second chance?"

“It wouldn’t be surprising if the heroes of the Argo found us now; we might even be checkmated!” The green-haired man warily scanned his surroundings, afraid of any discordant sound. “…Ugh, this is so annoying. This is making me seriously uneasy; I really need some stomach medicine…”

"You're so noisy." The two animal ears on her head, which looked like cat ears, twitched. The blonde girl turned around and shot an arrow at the chattering man. "They can't have lost their fighting spirit. I've confirmed it. —They intend to fight to the end." As she spoke, the girl also looked relieved.

“Also, they must be searching for the Ark of the Covenant. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be searching island after island. They will definitely come.” The girl added another stroke to the sand in front of her with a twig. “...If they don’t come, the world will be shattered.”

"Ah, of course." The man patted his chest reassuringly. "The calculation formula is definitely correct. Ah, but it still doesn't work, I can't take it anymore." He covered his chest, looking like he was in pain.

"I can't stand this emptiness where nothing I do seems to help!" One second he was roaring, the next he was running to the blonde girl's side. "By the way, beautiful lady. If it's alright, could you hold my hand? I earnestly hope that your soft hands can bring me peace."

"If it were possible?" The girl smoothed her long hair and shook her head indifferently. "The answer is no."

"...Ugh...Why not..." The green-haired man squatted down on the ground as if he had been deeply shocked. "I hope you can give me a thorough explanation..."

Then, as if sensing something, the two of them raised their heads at the same time.

"They're here!" They all looked in the same direction.

Finally, a glimmer of possibility was found.

While the green-haired man and the blonde huntress were arguing, Drake and his group had already entered the dense forest where they were.

Orion the teddy bear flew beside Artemis, his tone carrying a hint of persuasion.

"Hey you," Orion tapped Artemis's head lightly with his stick, "are you really planning to go see that guy?"

“Yes, of course.” Artemis nodded matter-of-factly, a happy smile spreading across her face. “She’s a hunter who admires me, so how could I not give her my blessing?”

"Hmm..." Orion looked Artemis up and down, then helplessly covered his head. "Fine... whatever you want."

"Mr. Orion, is there a problem?" Mashu looked Artemis up and down, and after confirming that Artemis's appearance had not changed, she looked curiously at the teddy bear who was shaking its head helplessly.

“Because—” Orion deliberately drew out the word, using his hairy arms to pull Mashu aside and whispering, “Little Mashu, don’t let Artemis’s appearance fool you, she is still a pure goddess…”

"Oh dear~ you're so annoying..." As Orion's expression suddenly changed, a pair of slender white arms were placed around his neck, and a familiar voice came from behind him, "Darling, don't always say things like 'purity' that make me feel embarrassed..." With her face slightly flushed, Artemis cupped her cheeks like a young girl, "Ah, but I do imagine the day I lose my purity in my mind every day, you know?"

"What are you saying?!" Seeing Mashu's already wide eyes widen even further, Orion quickly tapped Artemis on the head.

"Um, um." Seeing Mashu's flushed face, Artemis seemed to have flipped a strange switch, and her mind started racing with wild thoughts. "Orion, first he'll pin me against the wall, with a loud thud. Then he'll whisper in my ear, 'Can't I have it?' in that deep voice! And then—" Artemis, who originally seemed like a goddess, completely shattered everyone's image of her because of these remarks.

"Fou..." Fou's ears drooped, and she silently hid behind Mash. At the same time, she looked at Orion, her eyes filled with pitiful tears.

"I don't quite understand, but Fou-na—!" Orion spread his arms wide as if he were about to ascend to heaven, "But Fou-na's incredibly moving eyes completely healed me...!"

“This is a bit too much of a romantic overreaction…” Euryale quickly moved away from Orion and patted Asterius’s shoulder. “If she sees this, will she be shocked and faint…?” Euryale had already guessed who the hunter who admired Artemis was who was here. “…Huh?” Euryale’s eyes widened as if she had noticed something interesting.

"I mean... Miss Artemis?" Orion felt incredibly pressured as he was being held tightly in Orion's arms and rubbed against him.

"And then...and then...!" Artemis excitedly opened her blue eyes, only to find that Orion in her arms looked a little off. "...Um, darling, why are you looking at me like that?"

“The enemy is here.” Orion pointed behind Artemis, patting the hand on her neck as he did so. “If it’s convenient, could you please go and take them down…”

"Ugh, how annoying!" Artemis glanced behind her, and after confirming the enemy's figure, smiled at Orion in her arms. "I'm so slow, aren't I? Hehe~" She then punched her temple with her right fist and even stuck out half of her tongue, looking like she was saying, "I'm so cute, please forgive me."

She then stood up again, but the beautifully decorated silver bow in the silver-haired goddess's hand was already fully drawn.

"Alright, let's resolve this as soon as possible!" Then, the goddess's arrow flew towards the charging beast, pinning it to a tree.

However, Nianzhuo was completely unaware of what was happening here...

At this moment, he is in freefall at an altitude of nearly 10,000 meters above Mashu and the others' island.

"Aba aba aba aba aba—!" Nian Zhuo really wanted to swear. Who would have thought that he would fall from a height of nearly 10,000 meters the moment he stepped through the golden door...

Actually, this can't be blamed on the two Demon Lord ladies. After all, they had never been to the Third Singularity in person. They only inferred the effect of the world of Nianzhuo based on the cause of Nianzhuo itself. So even if they only located it, it was still considered that the two ladies' calculations were strong... but don't expect them to understand the terrain of this world.

"Damn it... If this continues, will I just fall to the ground for no reason and die again..." Nian Zhuo's head was still dizzy from the extreme weightlessness, and then he saw the huge band of light in the sky - the symbol of the extinction of human reason.

"Tch... I wish I could fly..." Nian Zhuo muttered helplessly, then a flash of inspiration struck him, "That's right...! I can fly!" Nian Zhuo then remembered that one of the knight powers he had obtained was the ability to fly.

"I haven't used it in so long, I almost forgot about its abilities." Nian Zhuo suppressed the dizziness coming from his brain and the nausea in his abdomen, and took out the Time-Space Driver and placed it on his waist.

"It's true, old friend, long time no see." Looking at the silver-white armor, Nian Zhuo sighed, "I didn't expect that the second time we met, I would have already come back from the dead..." He reached into his pocket, and the familiar pure white watch face lay quietly in his hand.

"Alright, let's go! The first transformation since our return!" With a happy smile, Nian Zhuo placed the driver on his waist.

"Time-Space Driver—" With his left hand, he grasped the Zio watch face that represented his life, turned it, and then pressed the button.

“Zio—!” At the same time, his right hand grasped the symbol of friendship, the Fourze watch face.

"Fourze—!" All of them were placed on the driver at his waist, and a silver clock appeared from behind Nencho.

Two long, slender watch straps extended out, enveloping Nian Zhuo's figure within the Time Wheel.

"Ha... As expected, this power is still the best." Feeling the familiar energy flowing through his body, Nianzhuo couldn't help but open his arms.

Then, a point of light flashed from the horizon, and a pure white rocket, not belonging to this era, flew rapidly toward Nianzhuo.

It then broke into many parts and merged with Nian Zhuo's armor, with the thrusters directly connected to Nian Zhuo's arm.