The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

Hercules, his whole body ablaze, held him motionless, standing on the Argo until Oceanus drowned them both.

And almost at the same time.

Ian, who released the Pegasus Meteor due to excessive consumption of magic power, fell to the ground.

But fortunately, BB sent a message at this time.

"Pig!"

"We've contacted Fujimaru Ritsuka!"

498. TaMeow: Can I only cry on a date? / Worries about parting at the singularity (4k)

As the Argonaut sank slowly into the sea, Oceanus gradually returned to its former tranquility.

The reunited people sat on the deck of the Golden Deer.

The ship will approach where Fujimaru Ritsuka is based on the location sent by BB.

"Why are they all gone..."

Mordred looked at the deck which had suddenly become extremely quiet, and for a moment he felt a little uncomfortable.

"There were quite a few pirates here just now."

"Well, if you ask them—"

Drake looked at the rifle in his hand with a rather calm expression.

"I asked them to go back and rest."

"By the way, I haven't explained to you yet, this ship and even those crew members are actually part of my Noble Phantasm."

"Wow!"

Mordred was so shocked when he heard this that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Is there a Servant whose Noble Phantasm is a ship?!"

"Hahaha!" Drake laughed. "Mordred, what you said is very interesting."

"Haven't you ever met anyone like this before?"

"No, really not!" Mordred confessed everything very sincerely.

"You are the first Servant I have ever met who possesses an entire ship as a Noble Phantasm!"

"Really? It's my honor."

It has to be said that Mordred and Drake's personalities seem to be born to be of the same type.

After getting to know each other for a while, they easily became good friends.

"As expected of Xiao Mo..."

Mashu looked at Mordred, who was now able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Drake and call him a brother, and there was a hint of envy in her tone.

“You can make friends wherever you go.”

"You can do it, Mashu." Ian comforted the pink-haired girl very gently.

"besides--"

"Thank you for protecting Mordred this time."

Ian still remembered the spear thrown at his daughter. If Mashu hadn't reacted in time, it's hard to say what would have happened now.

"Eh……"

Mashu felt a little embarrassed after being praised by Ian.

She lowered her head and explained her thoughts in a very soft voice.

"That's what I should do."

"after all--"

"Xiao Mo is from the senior..."

"What about Yu?" Nero took the initiative to take credit before Mashu could finish her words. "I did my best to protect this ship this time!"

"Hmm~ I've been able to repel many strange and bizarre treasures with my superb swordsmanship!"

Although there may be a little bit of exaggeration in it, Nero's performance this time is indeed unique.

As a Roman emperor, she demonstrated through her actions what reciprocity meant.

All of Drake's fine wines have now turned into protection for her.

"You behaved very well, too."

Ian reached out and gently stroked Nero's little head, as if he was soothing a restless cat.

"As expected of the Roman Emperor."

"Hmm~"

If Nero really had a tail, it would definitely be shaking from side to side because of Ian's praise.

"Of course—"

"I am the Emperor of Rome. There is nothing I can't do!"

"Well, I see."

Ian looked at the proud girl with a smile on his face, and tacitly approved of her arrogance in his heart.

but--

Before he could be happy for a while, the man noticed something else.

"Ok?"

"Where is Atalanta?"

What was consistent with Ian's confusion at the moment was that while everyone else was chatting on the deck, Atalanta did not appear here.

"Miss Atalanta's words..."

Mashu looked at the passage not far away that led to the cabin below the Golden Deer.

"I just saw her go in there."

"..."

Ian frowned slightly.

He realized that Atalanta's behavior was obviously avoiding everyone, which was very abnormal.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so the man decided to find out what was going on.

He glanced at Mashu, then at Nero, and then directly confessed his thoughts:

"Sorry, I'll excuse you."

"I want to go see what happened to Atalanta."

Mashu didn't stop Ian, but nodded very considerately;

But Nero was not so easy to talk to.

"Teacher, what are you planning to do?"

"Nothing, I just want to find out why she went down there."

"Then I'll go with you!"

"No." Ian shook his head firmly, "Nero, you'd better not come with me."

"after all--"

"If she has something that's not going to be public, and you come along, it's going to be really awkward."

"Eh!"

Nero became anxious when he heard this, and pulled Ian's hand a little harder.

"Teacher, I will be very worried!"

The man had already come up with a solution to this problem. He quickly leaned over to her ear and whispered:

"Nero, if you wait for me here obediently—"

"Tonight...I'll take you to bed."

"Really, really?!"

"real."

"Then go quickly!" Nero let go of Ian's hand and licked his lips.

"I will wait here obediently!"

Finally, Nero's problem was solved. Ian did not hesitate. He stood up and walked quickly towards the lower cabin of the Golden Deer.

Although its overall area is slightly smaller than that of the Argo, the Golden Deer is still slightly larger than conventional ships.

Ian searched the cabin for a long time before he found where Atalanta was.

only--

At this moment, she was sobbing silently alone.

Her body moved, and she looked extremely aggrieved.

And it seemed that because she was too sad, Atalanta did not notice Ian appeared at the door of the room. She showed her truest side to him without any defense.

"..."

The man remained silent for a long time before he gently knocked on the door, indicating that he was there.

Atalanta came back to her senses from her sadness and saw Ian at the door.

In an instant, surprise and uneasiness filled the little cat girl's face. She hurriedly wiped away her tears with her hands, and then forced a smile to welcome Ian's arrival.

"Master, why are you here?"

"If you don't come, my little pet will cry non-stop."

Ian said this possessively as he walked towards Atalanta and sat down next to her.

"I don't like seeing that."

"..."

A blush appeared on Atalanta's face, but it was soon covered by deep sorrow.

She took his hand and apologized softly:

"sorry."

"I... didn't mean to do that."

"Whether it was intentional or not is secondary." Ian, in turn, tightened Atalanta's hand a little, and with his other hand, he lifted her chin.

"I just want to know why you're hiding and crying by yourself."

"Tell me within ten seconds."

"I……"

"ten."

"No, Master."

"Nine."

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Eight."

Seeing that Ian had no intention of listening to her and just kept counting down, the flustered Atalanta was a little at a loss. Her two cat ears drooped and she looked listless.

finally--

When Ian counted down to one, the little cat girl finally spoke hesitantly.