The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

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It was an unsurprising answer, and Ian even felt it made a bit of sense.

After all, BB is surfing the Internet all the time, so it is not difficult for him to understand these words.

It is not surprising that Tamamonomae, who had a good relationship with her, came into contact with them.

"But Xiaoyu, this will be very unfair to you, right?"

"As long as I can help Lord Abe, I won't feel wronged."

"..."

"I understand." Ian said no more, but lowered his head and gently kissed Tamamonomae.

"Then I'll leave it to you."

The next day, in the director's office.

The two specially treated devices were just placed there.

This was something that Ian had created with the help of Olga Marie using some means.

The one on the left is where Atalanta is controlled;

The one on the right is the place that controls Tamamonomae.

At this moment, the two beast-eared girls seemed to be completely controlled, each playing the role of the "tamed identity" they should be at this moment.

of course.

Although both were being controlled, Ian knew that the reasons why they were being treated like this were completely different.

Atalanta was controlled in this way because she was too aggressive.

Tamamonomae was treated in this way just to cooperate with the plan.

but--

Although he knew this, Ian also understood that he couldn't show it casually.

Otherwise, the guiding role that Tamamonomae expected would not be effective.

"Roar--"

A low, hoarse voice continued to emanate from Atalanta's throat, filling the director's office, which was not very large.

It was obvious that she didn't like the feeling of being controlled.

After a night of discussion last night, Ian already knew that this was most likely a state called "beastiality", caused by the wild boar skin clothes that summoned her.

In this state, the Servant's physical fitness will be enhanced to the level of a beast, but at the same time, they will lose their sanity to a corresponding degree.

In a sense, it is a phenomenon very similar to "Frenzy", which can be used to roughly confirm that Atalanta this time is the most dangerous Berserker class.

But the man was not intimidated.

After all, Atalanta was the good girl he promised to bring back from the second singularity.

He stood up, took out the milk that had been prepared long ago from the cabinet beside him, and brought it in front of the two of them.

Obviously, this is the first step to show friendliness, allowing the captured subject to obtain food and thus stabilize his emotions.

only--

The beastly Atalanta completely ignored Milk's interest.

On the contrary, she roared very violently. If it weren't for the special device stopping her, she would have bitten Ian long ago.

However, this frenzied phenomenon soon faded.

Because Atalanta saw a scene that puzzled her.

Although she was also being firmly controlled, Tamamonomae seemed to be enjoying it.

The little fox poked its head out very docilely, then lowered its head and drank the milk that the man handed to her.

As Tamamonomae tasted the milk prepared by the man over and over again, the little fox's tail began to wag.

"Migu~"

The lovely voice echoed in the room, describing the deliciousness of milk in the most direct way.

Gollum—

Atalanta's throat moved slightly.

She couldn't help but wonder if she had missed out on something delicious.

After a struggle, she finally chose to imitate Tamamonomae and stick her head out to take a look at the milk in front of her.

You don’t know until you try it.

Atalanta found that she actually liked the smell so much.

Soon, she was working even harder than Tamamonomae, and her cheeks almost sank into the milk the man was holding.

The little fox watched all this and shook his body gently - that was the secret signal agreed upon with Ian for further action.

The man understood what she meant and took out what Olga Marie had prepared earlier and tied it on Tamamonomae's and his own hands.

That was another picture that Atalanta could not understand at all.

The little fox, with its mouth full of milk, started walking around the room with the man, making very cute sounds from time to time.

This should have been a very shameful scene, but she seemed to be enjoying it so much.

In the end, the little fox even leaned on Ian's shoulder like a real pet, and tried to please the man with an extremely obedient look.

"Migu~"

As the friendly sound was made, her head was gently stroked by the man's hand.

"..."

Atalanta swallowed the milk and began to become agitated.

But compared to her previous aggressive look, at this moment she seemed to be expecting Ian to do something like this with her.

Plan passes.

Ian, who realized this, looked at Tamamonomae, who was pretending to be completely intoxicated, in front of him.

The two of them reached the same consensus at that moment.

After a while, Ian brought Tamamonomae back to Atalanta.

The man reached out his hand and gently stroked the kitten's head, then asked:

"Do you want to do that, too?"

"If you want to, just nod."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ian saw Atalanta nodding repeatedly.

Although he knew that this might not be a response to his intention, the man still decided to do it.

after all--

There was nothing else to do except to gamble that this was what she meant.

Unlike Tamamonomae, Atalanta seemed to be born with the knowledge of this kind of thing, so Ian didn't have to spend much effort to dress her up almost like Tamamonomae.

In fact, the kitten was no longer irritable.

On the contrary, she imitated Tamamonomae's actions just now, leaning on the man's shoulder, her eyes bright as she looked forward to his pat on the head.

Tamamonomae was right... Do beast-eared girls have the ability to learn from each other?

Ian didn't know what to say for a moment.

But he knew that now was the best time to kill him by patting his head.

The man reached out and gently stroked Atalanta's head.

He understands this all too well.

After a while, the kitten closed its eyes and made an extremely comfortable sound.

And Ian could also feel that the hostility in her was gradually disappearing.

finally--

Atalanta opened her eyes again.

At this time, the little cat girl had turned back into her extremely docile appearance, with indescribable docility and obedience in her green eyes.

"Master, I'm back."

This simple sentence made Ian instantly realize that this was the Atalanta he knew.

"Just come back."

"I'm sorry." Atalanta looked at the scars on Ian's body and trembled. "I actually knew what I was doing... but I didn't have enough strength to control myself."

"So that's why you attacked me?"

Ian nodded thoughtfully.

"That--"

"You really have to compensate me well."

"compensate?"

"Hmm." Ian took the unfinished milk from the table and tore it open a little more.

"Milk is a precious commodity and must not be wasted."

"So shouldn't you guys use up the rest?"

"I understand."

"I... understand too."

In fact, milk is a very good skin care product.

Ian had once imagined what a milk bath would feel like.