The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Well, I miss you too."

"besides--"

"Thanks a lot."

The praise from his lover is a wonderful medicine that can relieve fatigue. Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his head and then grinned.

"If you miss me, kiss me!"

"..."

"is it not OK?"

As soon as Fujimaru Ritsuka finished speaking, Ian lifted her into the air and kissed her on the mouth.

The man really knew how to subdue a girl. In just a few moves, he made Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was full of energy and wanted to express his love just now, become limp.

After their lips separated, the girl's eyes were already confused.

If there were no other people present, he would have kneeled down unconsciously, with Ian patting his head and drinking his champagne in big gulps.

"Ian, what should I do if I feel something?"

"Let's talk about it later. There are more important things now."

"Ritsuka."

Ian wiped his fingers across the girl's lips, gently erasing the traces of embarrassment for her.

"Tell us."

"What happened along the way?"

"Good~"

Although Ian's kiss almost turned him into a pet on the spot, Fujimaru Ritsuka still had the awareness that he was the only second master.

Soon, she took the initiative to tell about her experiences along the way.

only--

Such a process is too thrilling.

"Ritsuka..." Mashu looked at Ritsuka Fujimaru in disbelief. She was the Master in name only but actually her best friend.

"Did you float here on a piece of wood?"

"This is clearly still a long way from the Argonaut, isn't it?"

"That's right." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, "After all, Jason won't just watch me run away like that."

"It's just an ordinary wooden boat. It must have been damaged if it was hit. Its communication tools and other equipment are temporarily out of order because of this."

"Eh, that's not right."

"It should be two wooden boards!" Fujimaru Ritsuka grabbed Gareth's hand, "She took one too!"

"Yeah." Gareth, who was also a girl knight like Mordred, nodded.

"Yes, that's how the Master and I floated all the way here."

"It's really lucky to say that we didn't encounter any danger along the way."

"This isn't just a matter of danger!" Mordred said anxiously, "Sister Gareth, this is a matter of life and death, isn't it?"

"Don't worry~"

Gareth waved his hand.

Her personality is somewhat similar to Mordred's, so her answers to questions are naturally similar.

"Aren't the Master and I doing well now? Xiao Mo, you should be happy."

"How can I be happy about this?"

"Then you have experienced a thrilling adventure." Nero crossed his arms and began to comment to himself.

"I still very much approve of this spirit!"

"..."

"..."

Nero's voice made Fujimaru Ritsuka and Gareth look at her at the same time.

The former had a puzzled expression, almost as if asking, "Who is this guy?"

The latter stared at her intently, his gaze lingering for a long time, just like Mordred's at the beginning.

"Wang, why are you here in a wedding dress..."

Mistaking Nero for Altria seemed to be a common perception among the Knights of the Round Table in Britain.

"Although I don't know what kind of person the king you are talking about is." Nero supported his waist with his hands.

"But you must remember my name."

"Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus."

"Well...for the sake of my teacher, I will allow you to call me Nero."

Gareth was still confused, but Fujimaru Ritsuka did react a little.

She still remembered that she had asked Olga Marie what kind of singularity Ian was heading to.

"You are...the emperor of Rome!"

"Oh my, has my reputation reached this level?" Nero seemed even more proud when he was recognized.

"Yes."

"I am the famous Roman Emperor! If you want to praise me, you can start now!"

"By the way, I was summoned to his side by the teacher specifically under the pretext of marriage!"

"..." Ian looked at Nero helplessly, but did not expose her words.

"But why are they so similar..." Gareth was still struggling with this question.

"This is not important!"

Mordred interrupted his sister's mumbling.

"Sister Gareth, if you really want to treat her as a mother, there's actually no problem."

"what?"

In contrast to the lively group of people, Atalanta seemed a little out of place with them.

She does not have a British and Roman bond like Nero, Mordred, and Gareth, nor does she have a close relationship like Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu.

The only thing this little cat girl has is love for her owner Ian.

and……

If the singularity is repaired, perhaps even such connections will disappear.

Just when Atalanta was feeling a little sad, Ian began to rub her buttocks, which felt very good, like an old pervert.

The little cat girl shuddered.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Hmm?" Ian asked Atalanta in return, "Shouldn't a pet be prepared to be toyed with by its owner at any time and anywhere?"

"It's just a test now."

"Or--"

"You want to hide away from your master and be sad in secret?"

"Atalanta, that's so naughty—we agreed that you're only allowed to cry when you're serving me well, right?"

"..."

Knowing that Ian was actually comforting himself - he didn't need a place to let go, Atalanta lowered her head and apologized.

"I'm sorry, Master."

"That's good." Ian slowly moved his hand away from the kitten's sensitive area, and then held her hand.

"Atalanta, don't worry."

"I said I would take you back, and I will definitely take you back."

"I haven't enjoyed your inside enough yet."

"..."

Atalanta nodded.

"Actually, me too—Master and I still have an appointment for three days, right?"

After saying this, the little cat girl moved Ian's hand back to where he could enjoy it and hummed a song softly.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened.

Suddenly, a young girl appeared on the high steel cliff in front of everyone.

She clasped her hands together, twisted her body slightly, and looked very excited.

"Very good--!"

"Are they all here?"

Hearing this, everyone subconsciously looked at her, looking confused.

Only Atalanta stood there in a daze, with even her cat ears and tail standing up.

Her lips trembled slightly, as if she had witnessed a miracle.

"Artemis, the moon goddess..."

503. Artemis Attack / The Damaged Stupid Goddess (4k)

A girl with long hair like moonlight appeared before everyone.

His eyes are as clear as deep-sea sapphires, revealing bursts of wisdom.

The animal-skin-like clothes could not completely cover his proud chest, so the exposed northern hemisphere made people imagine a lot.

But at a time like this—

As the only male present, what Ian noticed was not how good her figure was or how big her breasts were, but what Atalanta had just said.

"Artemis?"

"Atalanta, are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious!" The little cat girl looked at her owner, without a trace of lies in her eyes.

"This is the goddess who saved me from danger. How could I possibly forget what she looks like?!"

"..."

Atalanta's tone became unusually hard, and Ian knew that she was not lying to him, and there was no need to lie to him.

only--

Compared to the mecha goddess Artemis in his memory, the girl in front of him was a little more pure.

To be fair, Ian had no idea how this had evolved.

This technology is a bit too black technology.

Thinking of this, the man couldn't help but shudder.

Atalanta quickly noticed his slightly abnormal appearance and asked worriedly;

"that--"

"Master, what's wrong with you? Don't you want to see Artemis?"

"No." Ian quickly waved his hand in denial.