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

"Click—" I pressed the shutter button on my camera and watched it produce another photo.

"Oh~?" Tsukasa Kadoya's voice rose slightly, seemingly containing a hint of amusement.

In that photo, the comrades and the heroes after the battle are clearly imprinted on the picture.

The sunlight shone on them, making them look exceptionally radiant.

"Finally, it's not a blurry one anymore. This time, I actually took a pretty good photo..." Satisfied, he put it in his pocket, then Tsukasa Kadoya opened his card case. "Besides, it wasn't a complete waste this time." He took out two cards with the same clock hand printed on the back.

One of the brand-new magenta knight cards had a slightly shiny clock hand printed on the back.

“Zio and Neo Zio—huh?” Tsukasa Kadoya waved his hand, looking at the brand-new Rider cards in his hand with amusement.

The black and white dimensional wall reappeared behind him. He took one last deep look in Nencho's direction, then waved and stepped into the dimensional wall.

"Then let the world just continue as it is."

The destroyer of the world needs no flowers or farewells.

That's enough as long as he leaves in such a cool and carefree way.

However, this warm atmosphere did not last long.

Asterius suddenly burst in roughly and grabbed Nianzhuo around the waist.

"Hey, wait a minute—!" Sensing something was wrong, Nian Zhuo tried to stop Asterius, but before he could speak, the feeling of weightlessness told him he was too late.

Before Nian Zhuo could recover from being suddenly thrown into the air, his body was thrown into the air, and he was caught by Asterius again.

"Hey, Asterius! Wait a minute!" This time there was finally time to dissuade him, but before he could finish speaking, Asterius threw the phlegm up again.

After repeating this three times, Asterius finally stopped and gently put the turbid object down.

"I'm...I'm going to die..." Nian Zhuo was so dizzy that he almost vomited on the spot. He never imagined that his life would not be taken by the aliens but was almost taken by Asterius.

This was precisely how he, who wasn't good with words, expressed his welcome, leaving Nianzhuo speechless with bitterness.

"Oh right... Alien W...!" Only then did Nianzhuo remember the three watch faces he had obtained after defeating Alien W, and he quickly put his hands into his pockets.

Still lying quietly in his pocket, Nianzhuo carefully took them out.

"Hmm...?" After flipping over one, Nianzhuo immediately let out a puzzled hum.

The dial does not depict a knight, but only the year 2011.

Then, refusing to believe it, Nianzhuo flipped over the other two dials and frowned even more.

One dial features the face of a knight with yellow eyes and white armor, while the other is a completely blank dial.

At this moment, the two distinctive dials both looked like they were about to shatter, while the blank dial remained intact.

“What exactly is this—” Nian Zhuo frowned, but a few guesses were forming in his mind. “Could it be that these two dials are about to shatter, so they are trying to gather their power into this intact blank dial?”

Then, Nianzhuo simultaneously pressed the buttons on the two watch faces in his hands that were about to shatter.

A white-yellowish ball of light flew out together with a blue ball of light, and then merged in mid-air.

Then, Nian Zhuo pressed the only blank dial in his hand.

As if sensing something, the fused ball of light quickly burrowed into the blank dial.

The two dials, which had already released their power, transformed into gentle breezes and dissipated into Nian Zhuo's palm.

All that remained was a pure white watch face with a blue border, which did not ease Nian Zhuo's furrowed brows.

The image of a knight with yellow eyes and white armor is completely engraved, and the year is also clearly engraved below.

“Eternal——”

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Okay, now it's time for Mom to pour out her grievances (wiping sweat).

The main reason is that school has started here now, and I'm still a senior in high school.

Actually, I've thought about taking a break from updating for a while and coming back after my college entrance exam.

But then I thought better of it. After all, I can't and don't want to keep you waiting that long... (because I'm afraid that by then none of you will be left, lol).

Cough cough cough, okay, so right now I can only try my best to make a minimum of 4k a day, and as for anything more... I can only try my best to make up for it during my vacation.

Thank you all so much for your support! It seems there's nothing I can do to repay you... I'm sorry.

Eat shit, Jason!

"Alright, alright." Nian Zhuo put the Eternal watch face into his pocket, wiped his eyes, and regained his composure. "We still have important matters to attend to. Come on, everyone, cheer up." He was about to clap his hands when he raised an eyebrow slightly.

—He placed his slightly trembling hands behind his back.

"That's true." Having observed everything, Ritsuka's smile froze for a moment but didn't change much. She even proactively diverted everyone's attention to herself. "Don't forget our plan~"

“Oh yeah, I almost forgot.” Drake tapped his head as if he had just remembered. “There’s another blond bastard waiting for me to deal with.”

Because the battle with Another W was so intense, it seems everyone has unknowingly forgotten about Jason's existence as an enemy...

No, no, no, that's not right. Even without the outcasts... Jason could be considered a rather formidable opponent... probably. — Mashu thought to herself with certainty.

"Alright, then let's not delay any longer, let's go find that blond jerk and vent our anger!" Drake banged his fists together, looking like he couldn't wait any longer.

"Really~ Darling, are you alright now?" Holding Orion in her arms, Artemis gently stroked the head of the struggling teddy bear. "Mo~ You scared me to death just now."

"I...I'm fine..." Orion stretched out his short little hands and kept patting Artemis's arm, but his voice grew softer and softer. "But I know...if you don't let me go...I might get into trouble..." Gradually, the doll's struggles weakened, and finally it silently buried itself in Artemis's chest, motionless.

Seeing Orion's comical appearance, everyone present laughed happily, creating a joyful atmosphere.

"Ah~..." Euryale quietly moved closer to Nianzhuo, looked him up and down to make sure he could continue moving, and then breathed a sigh of relief. "I was so worried when I saw you and that strange warrior go to fight those three monsters alone. But it seems you're not just a hero who only knows how to fight recklessly, nor are you a pervert who's addicted to violence... You know your abilities very well and did what you could. You did a great job, hero."

"Alright, alright, let's not use that official tone anymore." Nian Zhuo was in a great mood and ruffled Yuri Ellie's hair. "Besides, I was never the kind of pervert who would be obsessed with violence from the beginning..." She argued a couple of times, but Nian Zhuo still looked at the little goddess in front of her who was gradually becoming more frank with a smile.

"Alright! Now only that annoying Jason is left!" Drake, who was walking at the front, said excitedly, raising his hand. "Let's set off to liberate this sea!"

"Hmph~" Euryale let out a soft snort, then glanced at Nianzhuo briefly before walking quickly toward Asterius.

"Really..." What else could he say? Nian Zhuo just smiled helplessly and followed the others.

However, on the Argo, which was closer to the coast, Jason's expression was not so pleasant.

"...So slow." Impatiently tapping his arm, Jason paced back and forth on the ship, his brows furrowing. "Aren't those two groups finished fighting yet? Apart from that loud bang just now... there's no sound of fighting anymore." Looking at the girl beside him, whose complexion also wasn't good, Jason pointed towards the dense forest.

"Medea, send your familiar to check on the situation."

“It seems there’s no need for that anymore.” However, Medea shook her head at him with a troubled expression. “Unfortunately, the senses for those three unknown monsters disappeared after that huge magical reaction just now, which means—they were defeated.”

"What...?" Jason's smile vanished instantly, and he grabbed Medea's shoulders tightly. "Hey, Medea, that's not funny at all!"

Then, staring at the girl's unchanging face, Jason felt as if all his bones had been removed, and he retreated weakly.

"Then—what about them? What about that gang of villains? How many of their people did they lose?" Jason asked Medea weakly, a glimmer of light returning to his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Lord Jason." After bowing deeply to everyone, Medea gripped her staff tightly, hesitated for a long time before slowly speaking, "Those... the reactions of the villains have not disappeared at all, in fact—" She hesitated, struggling with whether to say it or not.

“Even—?” Jason’s face was ashen, but he still waved for Medea to continue. “Speak, nothing could be worse than this situation.”

"The reaction of the heroic spirit that died on our ship before... has reappeared." Just after Medea finished speaking, Jason's emerald green eyes widened, and he took several steps back and slumped into a chair.

"Ha...haha...hahahaha..." A weak and hollow laugh echoed throughout the ship.

Meanwhile, Drake boarded the Golden Deer, searching for Jason.

"Oh, found it, found it!" Finally, a familiar ship appeared in the telescope. Drake nodded in satisfaction, then sped up towards the Argo. "Hey—did you hear that, Jason!!" At the same time, he ordered his men to turn all the cannons around.

"Alright, let's have a good fight!" Drake drew his flintlock pistol.

Upon hearing the familiar woman's voice from not far away, Jason seemed to be provoked and suddenly stood up from his chair, ran to the mast, pointed at the woman standing at the bow of the Golden Deer, and shouted loudly.

"How...how is this possible...!" Her eyes darted around, scanning the Servants she had seen before but never wanted to see again. "Where are those three monsters! Each of them is comparable to Hector! Where are they...! What happened to them?!"

It's quite ironic, really. When Jason first encountered these monsters, he couldn't wait for them to disappear. But now that they've been defeated, Jason hopes they'll reappear soon.

“I’m telling you…” Drake scratched his long, rouge-colored hair, looking at the hysterical Jason with a strange smile. “Do you still need to ask us what happened? If those three guys are still alive, how could we be alive?” He chuckled, but there was a lot more to Drake’s smile than met the eye.

Disdain, anger, but mostly the exhilarating feeling after a satisfying battle.

"The fact that we survived means those three are dead. Isn't that obvious?" Drake, opening his arms to reveal the laughing Servants and Ritsuka to Jason, wasn't about to let this golden opportunity to mock Jason slip by. "Oh, right, I also need to introduce you to an old acquaintance. —Nencho!" With that, Drake waved his hand behind him, uttering a name Jason never wanted to hear again.

"Clang—clang—" It was still the sound of armor striking the ship's planks, and as the sound came out, it was the figure Jason never wanted to see again.

With each step he took, Jason's eyes grew more terrified, and his gaze widened further.

"Long time no see, Captain Jason... oh wait, it hasn't been that long since we last met, has it?" The man hidden behind the mask chuckled, but Jason could only feel a cold sweat running down his back.

"What a touching encounter, don't you think?" The smiling voice sounded to Jason no less than the whisper of the devil.

He kept backing away, his hands trembling as he gripped the railing, staring intently at the armored spirit standing at the bow of the ship.

"You... how could you not be dead!" Jason trembled, utterly unable to believe it, pointing at Nianzhuo. "How could you not be dead! He's Hercules! A great hero with an immortal body! Heroes admire him, challenge him, but he's the one who always manages to turn the tables and always stands at the top!?"

"How is this possible? How is this possible? How could you who knocked him down not be dead?!" Jason roared hysterically, completely unable to understand why Nianzhuo was still alive and why he could still talk to him with such ease.

He clearly saw it, he clearly saw that guy die...

No. — Jason suddenly widened his eyes.

Just as he was about to confirm that the guy was dead, a magenta-armored heroic spirit appeared out of nowhere and rescued him. He never saw the guy again after that.

"Eh..." Nian Zhuo looked at Jason, who was roaring at him, with some disbelief. "You actually value the ease between friends, huh? Although it's quite twisted. But whatever, if that's what you think, so be it. As you can see, we just want to settle things with you."

"Ugh..." Recovering from his surprise and fear, Jason glared fiercely at the helmsman. "Quick... quick, set sail!"

"Oh dear, is Lord Jason preparing to run away?" Medea appeared beside him without him noticing, smiling as she watched his anxious expression.

"No, that's not it!" Jason's face twisted in shock. "This is a retreat, a retreat! We just need to use the Holy Grail to summon new Servants!"

"Judging from the current situation, it seems we may not be able to escape..." Medea closed her eyes helplessly and shook her head, gently waving her staff in her hand. "...However, since it is the Master's order, there is no other way."

"So you were planning to escape, huh?" Drake shook his head, clearly having anticipated this, and turned to his ramrod-straight-legged pirate crew. "Just as I expected, guys, are you all ready?"

"【Golden Deer】! This will be our last voyage, and we will be the last pirates!" Drake personally raised the sail bearing his pirate flag, pointing at the Argo, which was trying to turn around in the distance.

"Our target is the Argo! Their treasure is our free ocean! Bring it all back!" Then, he gently tapped the bronze bell at the bow. "Ring the bell, my brother!"

"Yes, boss!" The underlings, who had been holding back their anger, quickly ran to the cannon and picked up torches.

"Hard to port!" Drake aimed his flintlock pistol at the Argo. "Full fire! Closer!"

Meanwhile, on the Argo, which was preparing to retreat, Jason was anxiously urging everyone on.