The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

The only difference is that the question has changed from "how to find Fujimaru Ritsuka" to "how to get to the invisible island".

only--

Ian knew that he must not spread that feeling of powerlessness at this moment.

"Let me think about it."

The man thought so, and then contacted Chaldea.

But unfortunately, the Invisible Island has never been recorded on any official map. Even with computing power as strong as BB, it is impossible to find such an area.

Ian never dreamed that the information isolation set up to protect the three Gorgon sisters would now become an obstacle in his search for Fujimaru Ritsuka.

how so……

Things started to go in a bad direction.

however--

It seemed as if there was a mysterious force guiding something, or fate did not like the ending that Ian could not find Ritsuka Fujimaru.

Things took a turn for the better three days later.

Although Ian said nothing, Atalanta was no fool.

She could feel that the man was suppressing the restlessness in his heart.

That was a sign of wanting to find the girl named Fujimaru Ritsuka as soon as possible.

but--

Atalanta also realized that even if she realized this, she would not be able to help.

Where is the so-called invisible island?

There is no way.

The only thing this little cat girl could do was to pray to the moon goddess Artemis over and over again on moonlit nights.

"Artemis, goddess of the moon, I pray to you sincerely in the name of Atalanta."

"Please do it for me..."

Atalanta looked around and confirmed that there was no one around, then continued cautiously.

"Show my husband the direction to the invisible island."

Everything seemed perfect until Atalanta was tapped on the shoulder.

"Eh--!"

Looking back at Ian standing behind her, the kitten's tail stood up.

"Master, when were you here?!"

"That's not important."

Ian looked up at the sky.

"Atalanta—"

"Can you teach me how to pray to Artemis, the moon goddess?"

495.Meeting Atalanta's Parents/Guidance of Artemis/Argonautica (4k)

Ian wouldn't do something without a reason.

When he decided to speak out, he must have had his own thoughts behind it.

For example, now——

Unable to find any other solution on the Golden Deer, he tentatively placed his hope on Artemis, the moon goddess mentioned by Atalanta.

of course.

Men are not the type to start having unrealistic fantasies based on just a few words.

He suddenly had this idea after he felt a certain resonance in the words Atalanta had just said.

To be more specific, it is like a reaction between radio waves.

"Well……"

Atalanta looked at the man beside her, and in his forest-like emerald eyes was an indescribable confusion.

"Master, what do you want to do?"

"Hmm..." Facing the cat girl who was looking at him curiously, Ian hesitated for a moment and then explained in a relatively tactful way.

"Atalanta, if you must ask——"

"Maybe I just think that two people praying together is much more effective than one person praying alone."

"and--"

Ian pointed to the night sky.

"If I heard correctly, you were introducing me to Artemis, the moon goddess, as his wife, right?"

"Wouldn't it be weird if I didn't come out?"

"..."

A blush crept up Atalanta's cheeks, turning her skin, which was originally bleached by the moonlight, into a shy look that symbolized the girl's mood.

"I didn't expect that the master wouldn't mind me calling you like this."

"Oh well--"

The cat girl looked up, took Ian's hand, and leaned on his shoulder like a girlfriend for the first time.

"Please just follow me and recite it later, Master."

"..."

"Okay." Ian did not express any objection to Atalanta's actions at this moment. On the contrary, he took the initiative to hold her hand.

At times like this, men still know how to make someone feel at ease.

but--

Although the atmosphere seemed very harmonious, the problem was not solved.

Atalanta very seriously conveyed to Ian how to express his needs to the moon goddess Artemis.

But the language used in prayer is not much different from the humble words used to express requests in daily life.

If we have to say something, it's probably just adding some polite honorifics to make it sound a little more unique and sacred.

however--

Even knowing this, Ian did not spoil the fun by stopping the transmission from Atalanta.

After all, for her, being able to provide something like help like this at this moment is already a very happy thing.

I don’t know how long it has been passed down like this.

Atalanta finally stopped.

Perhaps she realized that her explanation was not so good, or maybe she was worried that Ian might not understand something, so she started asking questions instead.

"Master, do you understand how to pray to Artemis, the moon goddess?"

“…I think I understand.”

Ian was very good at remembering things, and he had firmly memorized the long string of words that Atalanta had just spoken.

Of course, whether it is effective or not is another matter.

"Speaking of which-"

The man looked at Atalanta, who was happy again because he had helped, and his tone became gentler.

"How do you know about Artemis, the moon goddess?"

"Have you ever had any encounter with Him?"

"..."

As if she was asked a crucial question, or perhaps she recalled something bad, Atalanta's smile stopped in an instant, and then gradually became embarrassed.

It felt like some of my special identities were suddenly revealed.

Ian naturally would not fail to notice such an obvious change, and he quickly paved the steps for Atalanta to go down.

"It seems like I asked a question that I shouldn't have asked."

"If you can't answer that, forget it."

"..."

Seeing that Ian was about to end the topic, Atalanta took the initiative. She seemed to have made up her mind. Her mouth trembled slightly and she said:

"Master, I hope you won't hate me for this after I confess."

"..."

"How could I hate you?" Ian stroked Atalanta's head gently, as if he was coaxing a kitten.

"I'm so glad you could share these things with me."

"is it?"

Atalanta's tail wagged gently.

"That--"

"I'll tell the truth."

"Well, tell the truth."

"It's actually like this." Atalanta raised her head and looked at the moon above her head, to which she had just prayed.

"The Moon Goddess Artemis is actually my savior... No, maybe it would be better to call her my mother?"

"This……"

It has to be said that Atalanta's answer surprised Ian a little.

After all, before this, the little cat girl had never mentioned anything related to it.

"Atalanta, could you please elaborate a little more?"

"Yes, it's okay." The little cat girl nodded, and then recalled the painful past as if she was facing some kind of suffering.

"My father is a king."

"The offspring he wished for was a son who could inherit all of this, but unfortunately, the one who was born with that wish was a princess like me."

"So after that, I was abandoned in the forest outside the kingdom because I was totally unworthy of his expectations."

"According to common sense, I should have died like this."

"But on a hazy moonlit night, I met the moon goddess Artemis, who brought me the milk of a she-bear, giving me hope to survive."

“So after that, I became His most faithful believer.”

As she said these words, Ian could feel the piety in Atalanta's eyes.

This was her deepest feeling, and at this moment, thanks to the man's patient listening, she poured it out without restraint.

only--

After hearing these words, Ian had some small guesses in his mind.

He didn't know what others thought, but he knew clearly that the true identity of the Moon Goddess Artemis was a sniper-type interstellar fighter.

Rather than bear milk or something like that, the man felt that what Atalanta obtained on that moonlit night was more likely to be something like blood, but he was too young to tell the difference.

But Ian didn't intend to say anything more about it.

If Atalanta thought it was breast milk, she could keep thinking so.

Anyway, these are all things that can save her life, so there's no need to break it down so clearly.

"I see." Ian smiled. "So according to what you said -"