The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

At this point, Atalanta knew that the man in front of her had almost figured out her thoughts.

It is simply impossible to conceal the original motive.

She thought she might as well just give up and blurt it out.

"The thing is like this..."

In the next few minutes, Atalanta told the man in front of her about her past.

It includes the story of how he was abandoned by his father, the king, and his mother, the queen, who both wanted a son, and how he survived to adulthood with the help of the people in the forest.

These are all stories that really happened to her.

So whenever Atalanta talked about some sad things and recalled the past, she would seem a little lost.

And Ian would be very gentlemanly to offer her his shoulder and gently soothe the cat girl's emotions at this time.

The distance between the two people became closer and closer in the process.

After the story was over and Atalanta's emotions had stabilized, the man spoke again:

"So it's because you've experienced this kind of thing... that's why you don't want other children to experience it too?"

"In that case—"

"Atalanta, you are quite kind."

"Really?" The cat girl was a little shy when she heard this. "I just feel that I have to do this."

"Otherwise, wouldn't it be a betrayal of the kindness of those who have taken care of me?"

"makes sense."

Ian nodded, indicating that he agreed with Atalanta's statement.

However, he soon seemed to remember something and asked again:

"If that's the case—"

"I don't think I know the class you summoned this time. Can you let me know?"

After the exchange just now, Atalanta finally opened her heart to Ian.

Naturally, she agreed to this simple request.

"Well, I see."

After making such a promise, a large amount of magic power began to gather in the cat girl's hands - Ian knew that this was a process that a Servant would inevitably go through when summoning his own Noble Phantasm.

This also further verified the man's initial guess.

The singularity here in France is essentially a Holy Grail War.

As long as we can end this Holy Grail War, we may be able to repair this singularity.

After the magic power was gathered, a bow with a black handle and gold patterns appeared in Atalanta's fair hands.

She held it tightly in her hand and then showed it to Ian.

"This is Tauropolos."

"Tauropolos." Ian nodded, "So you are an Archer."

"Ah."

Atalanta responded to the man by raising her hand.

The Tauropolos disappeared from their sight.

"What about you? What's your rank? Can you tell me?"

Realizing that Atalanta seemed to really regard him as one of Black Jeanne's servants, Ian had no intention of changing her mind.

He used his memory projection ability to conjure up the Excalibur Galatine.

Although it is essentially a fake, it is still difficult to detect in the absence of light as it is already late at night.

"So it's Saber (Swordsman)?"

Atalanta nodded thoughtfully, and then suddenly realized a very fundamental problem.

"Oh, yes... you are also the Master's Servant."

"Asking you to do something like this is like asking you to betray her, right?"

"How could I forget about something like this... What an idiot."

Hearing the cat girl's mumbling to him, Ian couldn't help but think that Atalanta was a little cute.

Her personality is typical of being cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

Before you are familiar with it, it is very difficult to speak a word.

But once you get to know her, you'll realize that she's actually a person who cares a lot about other people's feelings.

But this is not surprising.

If I didn't have this kind of personality, I wouldn't even consider children's issues.

Ian looked at the cat girl in front of him for a while, and suddenly asked a strange question.

"Atalanta, where is your room?"

"...Next to the Master."

Hearing this, the man immediately bent down and picked her up.

"Eh?!"

Atalanta, who was picked up by the princess, was a little at a loss.

"Ian, what are you doing?"

"Sh-don't talk."

"..."

Although she didn't know what the man wanted to do, the cat girl found that it seemed quite comfortable, so she really stopped making any sound and stayed in his arms like a kitten.

tap--

tap--

In the building late at night, Ian carried Atalanta forward and finally returned to her room.

There was a pop.

The cat girl was put to bed - she began to feel that something was wrong.

Is he going to...

However, Atalanta's imagination was quickly shattered by the man's next words.

He just opened his mouth and said:

"I accept your request."

"but--"

"I want you to not just save the kids, but get everyone out of here."

"After all, if we just rescue the children, they will die if no one takes care of them."

"Eh?"

Atalanta was stunned for a moment - she realized that he had promised her.

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Not what I was going to do." Ian sat down next to the cat girl and held her hand.

"It's how you do it."

"How do I do that?"

"Yes." The man nodded, "It is absolutely impossible to stop the Master from burning the city."

"so--"

"We have to change our mindset, which is to delay."

"I can probably hold off until tomorrow noon... This period of time is your chance to organize others to leave, understand?"

"..."

Atalanta understood what Ian meant by dragging his feet - she and her Master Jeanne d'Arc had been making love until noon since they woke up.

And I have to let these people leave during this period of time!

This is a plan to use your body as a tool!

But it has to be said that it is indeed possible to implement it, and it may even be the most effective way at the moment!

Atalanta thought for a while and nodded:

"it should be OK."

"That's good." Ian stood up. "It's getting late. You should rest. I'm going back now."

"Eh?!"

Seeing the man about to leave, Atalanta hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and held him.

"What's wrong?" Ian turned around.

"..."

The cat girl looked at the man in front of her with a slightly blushing face.

"Won't you play with me?"

"It was agreed to be a deal."

"..."

The man smiled faintly.

He touched her head and spoke.

"I will definitely play."

"But this is the first time I've met a playful cat girl... so give me a little time and let me think about how to train you."

"Now, sleep well."

Finally, Catgirl was the only one left in the room.

She was being held tightly in the quilt by the man, breathing out hot air, and her hand was moving towards somewhere little by little.

So hot……

I really want to be...

In the darkness, the fountain bloomed.

A certain attribute of the girl was fully developed that night.

226. Pet Atalanta/Rescue Plan Completed/Familiar Holy Grail (4k)

The next day.

"..."

Atalanta woke up from her sleep and looked at the marks on her hands, feeling shy.

She never thought that she would be aroused by such a reaction from a man she had just met not long ago.

but--

Looking at the marks on her hands, the cat girl looked around, and finally lowered her head and licked them.

Then, her tail began to wag behind her - a sign of pleasure.

Atalanta actually found that this feeling was not bad.

She even looked forward to what the men called "training".