In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

She looked into Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes, and the two stared at each other without moving.

After a while, Drake looked away with a smile: "What's wrong with you, little girl? You've got guts!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed, "I need to have the courage to do this."

"Well, I was originally planning to ignore all that nonsense you're talking about, like the world and the era, but since you've brought up the ocean we depend on for survival, I can't pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore."

"Then, would you be willing—" Ritsuka's eyes lit up.

“However—” Drake stood up, interrupting Fujimaru Ritsuka, “I think this world is still quite interesting.”

"Huh?" Fujimaru Ritsuka was taken aback.

Lawrence and Mash both frowned.

Hijikata Toshizo had already placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"Aren't you right, guys!" Drake shouted with a wild laugh.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ——————" The pirates cheered, shouting "Long live Drake!"

"Captain Drake, what do you mean?" Fujimaru Ritsuka also stood up and asked with a frown.

"Huh? Still don't understand, you bold little girl?" Drake turned to look at Ritsuka, his smile smug, and he even let out a drunken hiccup. "We pirates, for the sake of freedom, can tolerate even the most despicable and immoral acts, so if you really want to convince me—"

"Let me see how strong you are first!"

"So, does that mean we still have to resolve this by force...?" Lawrence sighed.

"I suspect it might be due to the alcohol?" Roman analyzed, frowning.

"It's probably gone too far with all the whims," ​​Fujimaru Ritsuka said, rubbing her head.

As expected of pirates...

“Mash, can I ask you for a favor?” She looked at Mash.

Mashu nodded, and a huge shield appeared in her hand.

He took a few steps forward, stood opposite Drake, and looked at Drake seriously: "Then, let me be your opponent, Francis Drake."

"Oh? Another little girl." Drake had already drawn his gun from his waist, looking at Mash with a smile. "But the weapon is quite unique. It's rare to see someone use a shield as a weapon. What, aren't you going to give your name?"

"I am Mash of Chaldea... Mash Kyrielight!" Mash said, and charged forward with her huge shield.

bang——

Drake pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew towards Mash.

Bang!

Using her shield to block the bullets, Mash used the momentum to charge towards Drake.

"Hey—!" Drake turned to dodge, but Mash used her shield as a fulcrum and kicked Drake with both legs at once.

"Ugh!" Drake reacted quickly, placing his hands in front of his chest to absorb the force of Mash's kick.

Those observing the battlefield frowned.

“...Roman,” Lawrence began.

"Ah, I'm testing it here too," Roman said, operating the instrument. "But the result shows that the instrument is not malfunctioning."

He looked at Drake, who was fighting Mash, through the screen: "That woman... Francis Drake, like the Roman emperor Nero back then, has magic."

"Can you observe anything else from over there?" he asked Lawrence.

Lawrence shook his head: "I can only speculate based on the information I have at hand. Drake is neither a Servant nor a magician, but a born hero who gained magic power due to the influence of the singularity mutation."

“There is an even larger source of magic on your side. I’m analyzing it now. I’ll leave the on-site observation to you.”

"Okay, leave it to me." Nodding, Lawrence's gaze remained fixed on the two people fighting in the arena.

"Drink up!"

Mash leaped high into the air and hurled her shield at Drake.

"Tch, that's strong!" Drake spat, his body, enhanced by magic, accelerated its movement, dodging Mash's heavy blow, and circled to the side. Instead of using his musket, he raised his leg high and kicked at Mash.

Bang!

The shield didn't have time to turn around, so Mash had to catch Drake's foot with her hands, letting out a cry of pain.

But Mash didn't stop. She released her shield and punched Drake in the stomach with her other arm.

"Pfft!" Drake was knocked back slightly, and Mash grabbed her shield again and thrust it forward with all her might—

"what--!"

Drake was sent flying by Mash's ramming motion!

puff--

Then he fell hard on his butt.

"Boss, are you alright!" The one-eyed first mate, known as Bombey, rushed over and helped Drake up.

Mash was breathing heavily, looking at Drake with a rather serious expression.

"...Very impressive. Humans simply cannot achieve this level of skill," Lawrence commented.

"Ah—that felt great." Drake didn't let Bombey help him up. Instead, he stood up on his own, stretched, and waved to Bombey, "Don't help me, I'm fine."

She glanced in the direction of Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu, and sighed softly, "Well, it seems I've lost."

"Do whatever you want with me, kill me, torture me, or even hug me. It's all up to you."

The pirates nearby were visibly dejected: "Boss..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka calmed the restless Hijikata Toshizo down and walked over to Drake: "We don't have any needs in that regard, but could you please hear our request first?"

"According to your pirate rules, if you lose, you should obey the victor."

Drake wasn't discouraged by the loss at all; instead, he smiled and said, "Of course. I don't know how others do it, but that's definitely the rule for me."

“That’s good. We’d like to search for something at sea, so we hope you can provide us with transportation.” Fujimaru Ritsuka looked up into Drake’s eyes. “Would that be alright, Captain Drake?”

"Of course you can, but I'm a pirate. Even so, do you really need to rely on me?" Drake looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka provocatively.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Fujimaru Ritsuka grabbed Drake's hand, shook it, and then smiled.

“Hmm…” Drake blinked, unsure of what to say.

“Then let’s answer one question first.” Lawrence walked over and asked Drake, “Can you tell us which sea area we’re in?”

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Chapter 635 Unknown Location, Unnamed

Some unknown island.

A gentle breeze rustled through the trees, the leaves whispering and whispering.

The whole world consisted only of lush greenery and gentle sounds.

Deep in the dense forest, inside a dilapidated structure that could still be called a shed, lay a huge, glittering blue crystal.

The person sealed within the crystal had slightly trembling blue eyelashes, as if they were about to awaken.

Beyond the dense forest, on a meadow...

The summoning circle unfolded out of thin air on the ground, as if a tall figure was about to emerge from it.

But then, a very noisy sound appeared, the tall figure gradually disappeared, and the spirit base was reconstructed into the appearance of a woman.

"Hey—" A teddy bear perched on the shoulder of the female Servant who appeared from the summoning circle spoke up in a mocking tone, "What the hell are you doing?! Are you crazy?!"

"Oh dear, I sensed that you were about to be summoned, so I was a little worried." The female servant was dressed in white with white hair, very beautiful, and carried a very large white longbow on her back.

"No matter what, forcibly taking over my spirit core is too much—uh—uh uh uh—!!!" The teddy bear holding the stick was shouting loudly when the white-clad woman grabbed its head.

"Darling, keep your voice down!" Although the woman in white was smiling, the teddy bear could always sense a chilling aura emanating from her.

After rendering the teddy bear speechless, the woman in white's expression turned slightly serious.

She looked into the depths of the dense forest.

"There is something on this island."

"Huh? What did you say?" The teddy bear perched on the white woman's shoulder. "Did you sense something, Artemis?"

The woman in white is none other than Artemis, the goddess of the moon and guardian deity of the hunter from mythology.

And there can only be one person whom she calls "darling".

The strongest hunter—Orion.

“Hmm.” Artemis stopped fooling around with the bear doll Orion and instead looked seriously into the forest before walking inside.

Orion didn't say anything either, quietly resting on his shoulder and observing everything around him.

Parting a few vines, Artemis and Orion saw... or perhaps a forest?

"There are only trees here, you must be mistaken." The Orion teddy bear rolled its eyes.

...Seriously, can a teddy bear really roll its eyes?

“No, this is a barrier.” Artemis crouched down, pressed her finger on a stone, and pursed her lips. “It is… a barrier made of divine power.”

"Huh? Divine power!?" Orion was startled. "Well, that means—"

“There might be a god here.” Artemis said with a smile as she broke the barrier.

"Hey, hey, hey—I'm saying—hey! Is it really rational to break through the barrier set up by the gods so recklessly!? Although you were a god before, you're just temporarily manifesting in place of my spirit foundation now, and you don't even have a degraded version of the divine core!?" Orion spoke very quickly, and with a serious sense of panic.

But as the barrier disappeared and the forest scene turned into an illusion, Orion was stunned on Artemis's shoulder, unable to utter a single word.

This is... a wasteland.

"here it is......"

The rows of houses reeked of decay and were in a state of disrepair.

Artemis walked to the side of a house and gently poked the wall.

—Whoosh...