Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

She had a vague feeling that something was wrong. Her sixth sense told her that these two newly joined pirates were not good people, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong with them.

He could only bite his handkerchief in frustration.

The contract has been established.

As Fujimaru Ritsuka channeled her magic, a burning sensation flowed through Mary's chest.

"Cough cough..."

She coughed lightly twice to expel the blood from her throat, then carefully stood up, holding onto the splint.

"Fu~~!"

The tiny white hands gently circled around her feet, then fluttered...

"Wow, so cute!"

Although she was a pirate, Mary was also a girl. Before becoming a pirate, she and Anne were both illegitimate daughters of nobles and were raised as boys.

After becoming a pirate, her suppressed girlish heart was finally liberated, and even intensified.

Can I hold it?

Mary pointed at Fou and asked.

"Ah... I guess it's okay, but in Chaldea, Fou is usually only close to me and Senpai..."

"Is it alright? I'll leave the junior detective in your care. I'm a little tired and want to have a drink and rest. Is anyone coming?"

Captain Drake shrugged and asked.

The crowd shook their heads.

"Never mind."

—I'm drinking it all by myself.

Ultimately, Drake was drinking like crazy on the ship; wasn't he really afraid of getting vomit and diarrhea from drinking so much?

"So cute, I want to hug you."

Mary reached out to hug Fou to comfort her, but instead lifted Fou onto her little feet and made her jump onto Mary's hands. Before Mary's smile could change, Fou took the opportunity to jump towards Anne Bernie again.

"Oh dear, did you come looking for me?"

"It wasn't Mary, it was me~~"

Anne was a little surprised when Fufu, that little rascal, jumped onto Anne's chest.

—This is still the warmest and softest.

"Oh dear, how naughty!"

Annie's red eyes curved into crescent moons.

"Why did I go to your place?"

Mary asked with some dissatisfaction, her blue eyes fixed on the blonde girl, Naoko, whose head was bigger than her own.

"I don't know..."

Anne smiled beautifully. Maybe I'm just naturally attractive to animals.

""

Could it really be like that?

Is Anne easier for animals to get along with than themselves?

Mary sighed softly.

However, she soon noticed that Fufu was rolling around on Annie's enormous heart, as if she had realized something. Her already pale face seemed to turn even paler.

Regardless of her height or any other important factor, Mary suddenly felt a sense of defeat.

This sense of frustration came not from anyone else, but from her best friend, her partner with whom she had shared life and death many times—Annie.

That's really upsetting, to be honest.

"Well, don't be disappointed. What Fufu said..."

"What kind of creature is this anyway? I've never encountered one before...though it's quite cute with its fur..."

Fufu:? ! !

What kind of species is Fufu?!

Yes, Miss Mary Reid inadvertently raised a very important question.

Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Yes, Fou-san... What exactly is Fou-san? I think I discussed this with Jeanne before!"

Mashu was slightly taken aback.

"Yes, yes, the situation was urgent at the time. Vokuller was attacked, so we temporarily suspended our discussions about the Fufu species."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded quickly.

After that, due to various events related to the singularity, I almost forgot about it all!

"Tsk." Mary clicked her tongue.

—So you guys had considered it.

"So, senior, what exactly is Fufu? Are you able to detect it now?"

"That probably won't work."

Fujimaru Ritsuka shook her head: "If I were in a state of [self-transformation] like before, perhaps it would be possible... but I'm not quite there yet. I need to go back and ask the princess for advice."

"So that's how it is...?"

Mashu thought to herself, "What if asking me for advice ends up in bed with me?"

However, for Mashu, the princess also represents a degree of suppression from the True Ancestor Royal Family over the Dead Apostles.

And it was always in those situations that Artoria would step in to solve the problem.

"Fu~~"

Fufu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, let's talk about any problems after we get back to Chaldea. Anyway, the world is so big, it's normal to have a few more rare species."

There's plenty of time to figure out exactly what kind of species Fufu is.

The wrecked ship drifted on the sea, its sails billowing in the wind. Following the nautical chart, it was easy to reach the next island.

Thank goodness, if there had been a storm at this time, we would have been doomed.

This island is quite peculiar.

"Sorry, though, Ritsuka, the dragon is coming! Prepare to engage!"

Dr. Roman's warning came through the communication, and unsurprisingly, several wyverns flapped their wings and launched an attack in that direction!

Click!

The Thunder Girl was in high demand; Anne Bernie held a gun as tall as a person and aimed it at the flying dragon in the sky.

"Leave it to me. After all, we've only just joined and haven't made any contributions yet. Let me show you my skills as a sharpshooter who never misses a shot!"

Mary can be used as a swordsman or Anne as an archer; in reality, she is a cavalryman.

Don't underestimate these two cavalrymen, especially Anne; the beam cannon fired from her musket is comparable to a small-scale Noble Phantasm.

"Well...."

Mary prepared to get up.

"Miss Mary, you should rest well first, after all, you were seriously injured before."

Fujimaru Ritsuka forcefully pressed her down. As the warship approached the island, the water level became shallower and the ship's speed slowed down, while the number of wyverns increased.

“Hey, hey—!”

"Let's go."

This time, the main Servant who manifested her Spirit Origin was Mary Read. She was originally only meant to provide cover and support, but she was more than capable of dealing with this kind of wyvern on her own.

It's a musket that looks very old-fashioned.

But what comes out of it are bullets that look just like lasers.

She cleverly aimed at the wing membranes of the wyverns, and with a deafening gunshot, flames erupted as the wyverns plummeted from the sky with mournful cries.

Just as Annie was engrossed in her hunt, she spotted a brown, seemingly leader-level wyvern. She nocked a shot, aimed at the wyvern's wing, and then...

The magic arrow, which had been glowing, pierced through the brown dragon's massive body in an instant!

That is—?!

Chapter 95 The Carefree Goddess Servant

Someone stole the prey?!

Although wyverns, being fantasy-type monsters, are essentially trash for Servants, primarily providing scales, dragon teeth, and dragon hearts as catalysts for magic.

But just as Anne Bernie was getting into the swing of shooting, having her pirate romance interrupted by an inopportune and unromantic fellow was truly unbearable!

"Yosh! How dare they steal the pirates' prey! Let's go kill them, Master!"

As expected of a pirate, he spoke terrifying words in a very gentle manner.

"Let's confirm it first. It wouldn't be good if there was any danger," Fujimaru Ritsuka said.

"Oh dear~~ Why is this happening! Master, you're just too kind."

The tall Annie pouted her pink lips.

"Ah...no, I mean, it would be bad if Annie got into any danger."

Fujimaru Ritsuka waved her hand and began to explain. She made a circle with her hands, brought them close to her eyes, and squinted at a female servant dressed in a snow-white robe on the island.

"Eh, are you worried about me? I'm supposed to be a follower..."

It doesn't matter if you discard them casually.

"You...you're quite a surprising Master."

After all, for pirates

Trust is too costly and too great. Captains like Blackbeard, who are willing to risk their lives, are already a rare sight... Although he is indeed very abnormal, it must be admitted that he is indeed a good warrior at sea.

"Men, prepare to dock! Get ready!"

Because there is no dock, and even if there were, large sailboats would have to be very careful when bringing them ashore.

Otherwise, if the boat runs aground, everyone would have to get out and push it with their bare hands.

"Roger that, Captain Drake."

"I'm more comfortable doing this kind of thing, and I'm more experienced."

Mary Reid's small, white hands gripped the rope. What would require several men to pull on a typical pirate sailor's rope, she could adjust with a mere tug.

The Golden Deer slowly approached the rocky shore. As the mooring lines swayed, the warship's foresail suddenly deflated and drooped down, like a bird's wing being broken.

A slight sound came from the bottom of the boat.

The ship has docked.

"Oh dear! Honey, they've reached the shore! What do we do now?"

The white-haired girl looked at the brown bear on her shoulder and asked.

"I'm just a weak little bear, you're asking me what to do? Isn't that a bit much?"

The brown doll carries a small wooden stick and its body shimmers with blue starlight like a constellation.

"It should be a Servant..." The little bear's expression was somewhat solemn.

The girl tilted her head: "Is it an enemy or a servant?"

"I don't know, but they all seem to be cute girls..."

Stab it!