The Warrior of Love

Bang!

The door of the tavern was kicked open, and a man walked in carelessly. He sat down next to the bar, asked the red-haired bartender for a glass of strong liquor, and started to drink it.

"vomit!"

But before he even finished one glass, he almost vomited.

"What is this?! Isn't it rum I want?"

"One tenth of rum and nine tenths of my foot washing water. The price is five pounds. I've already given you a discount. Thank me very much." The red-haired bartender wiped the glass with a dirty rag and glanced at the man with disdain.

"You bastard!" The man slammed the table, stood up, and stretched his hand to his waist... Soon his face fell and his momentum plummeted.

He glanced behind the bartender and saw that on the shelf against the wall there were not only various drinks, but also a sword with a sheath - that thing originally belonged to him.

But just yesterday, he had already mortgaged his sword to the other party to pay for the wine.

"How dare you sell this kind of stuff? Be careful or I'll sue you for murder." The blond man sat down dejectedly, took a look at the glass in the bartender's hand that was getting dirtier and dirtier, and his eyebrows twisted.

"It's totally unjust that someone like you can open a store and do business."

"I can't help it. There are always drunkards in this world. Even though I'm so bad, there's still a certain wimp who wants to drink my foot washing water every day!"

The red-haired female bartender, Drake, stared at Jason and said in a rather unfriendly tone: "How long are you going to make this trouble last?"

"what?"

Jason responded absentmindedly, but there was not much reaction.

"Make a fuss? What am I making a fuss about?"

"As a great hero in Greek epic, are you here to play house games with me all day long?"

Derek frowned and said, "You will only become a joke if others see you like this."

"So what? I'm trying to cheer myself up."

Jason said self-deprecatingly: "Suppose you slap me in the face and give me a lecture, then I come to my senses, cry bitterly for my previous decadent life, kneel on the ground and swear to you that I will turn over a new leaf from now on?"

Drake: "..."

"What a joke! You understand, Drake, I am no longer useful. The reason I am still alive is that I promised someone that I must pick up the Master of Chaldea.

When they arrive, my mission will be over... Before that, can't I relax for a while? Heroes also need entertainment, even if it's rum that poisons the nerves and turns people into waste."

Jason sighed and said, "If I have to drown in alcohol, I still prefer wine... This kind of wine is not tasty at all!"

"Ugh!"

Drake sighed and opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything. He just continued to wipe the cup which he had been wiping for who knows how long.

The loss of the Argo and the defeat of Odysseus in strategy directly led to the failure of the battle plan, and Hercules was destroyed by the enemy...

This series of blows has completely crushed Jason's spirit, turning the high-spirited blond hero into a drunkard that can be seen everywhere on the street.

Among them, Hercules' "death" played a decisive role... Hercules once wondered whether Jason would cry for him, but it turned out that his position in Jason's heart was far more important than he expected.

Drake kept silent, looking slightly absent-minded, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Although she survived the naval battle, her fleet had been completely destroyed... That was not something that could be made up for with magic power. Rescuing Jason and the others would be her last voyage.

In fact, her soul core was damaged by Chiron's arrow during the battle, and now it was just barely keeping from disappearing.

It is not impossible to repair the spiritual base using nanomachines, but this extremely important strategic material should be kept for Chaldea instead of being used to save a dying Servant. Hector believed that it would be an emergency measure during the battle and would be more effective that way.

So, Drake rejected the nanomachines and let Jason keep the remaining two or three nanomachines.

In fact, what is the difference between her and Jason?

They have all lost their precious things and have become almost like waste, and can only wait for their demise.

Jason was better off, at least he had a goal to fulfill his "promise to his friend", while she... was just playing house out of boredom.

"Medea doesn't seem to be ready to give up. That woman has been so persistent... I don't know what she and Circe are doing."

Jason took a look at the cloudy wine in the cup and finally did not dare to continue drinking this mixture of foot washing water and rum.

Although it is indeed precious in a sense, he does not have that kind of special interest.

"And Achilles... He left the team. There's nothing we can do. Hercules is not here now. If the Amazon Queen goes crazy again, no one will stop her..."

squeak--

The door of the bar was opened again, and a figure with his back to the sun was projected on the simple floor of the pub.

"Ok?"

Derek raised his head in surprise: "A guest?"

Her tone was full of surprise... and rightfully so, since she had never received another guest besides Jason.

After that thrilling naval battle, the servants of pan-human history found a relatively remote and safe island, and temporarily stopped there to recuperate.

After a while, Medea, Circe, the Amazon Queen, Hector... all had their own ideas and took actions, and the entire team became a mess.

The seriously injured Drake stayed on the island to look after the supplies, and Jason, who had lost all his fighting spirit, also stayed.

This tavern was directly converted from the hull, and the drinks are also collections from Drake's ship.

Except for the occasional return of the Servants, this island is usually quite quiet...

"You are……"

Derek squinted at the newcomer, and a possibility slowly emerged in her mind, causing her heartbeat to speed up.

The man was wearing a strange outfit in this Lostbelt. He sat down at the bar on the other side without any hesitation and asked the red-haired female bartender, "I heard that there are the best sailors here. If you want to go out to sea, you must find them."

"Then you have found the right person."

Drake signaled with his eyes, asking the man to look at Jason who had a cold expression on his face.

Although the blond young man looked decadent, he was not in a trance, so he quickly determined the identity of the person who came, and his eyes suddenly became complicated.

"Have you met Medea and the others yet? Miss Master of Chaldea."

Chapter 1096: Big Deal

"Well, they recommended you to me, saying that only you can fight the enemy in a naval battle."

Sitting at the bar is Ritsuka with long black hair. Today she is wearing a specially made combat suit. Although the degree of exposure is not very high, the excellent ergonomic design of Da Vinci can still highlight her slim figure.

Jason couldn't help but smile when he heard this - with a sarcastic tone.

"What do you want from me? I'm not the captain... Well, you're here anyway."

The blond young man tapped his fingers on the table. "Add some ice."

Drake rolled his eyes when he heard that, but actually did as he was told and picked up the ice bucket and took out three large ice cubes.

——A silver sphere is sealed in each ice cube.

"This is a nanomachine. Medea will tell you how to use it... I have said what I want to say."

Jason breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had really settled something big, and he relaxed completely.

It seems that even if he were asked to commit suicide and return to the Throne of Heroes now, he would probably do it...

"Forehead--"

Li Xiang looked at Jason like this, pondered for a moment, suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar, and then forcibly pulled him out.

"Hey! What do you want to do?!" Jason was frightened and began to struggle hard.

However, he was so demoralized that he didn't even know how to use the Servant's physical strength that far exceeded that of an ordinary person. He behaved like a sick little girl, while the combat suit on Ritsuka's body was a culmination of the technologies of both Chaldea and Daqin, and he actually suppressed Jason in terms of strength.

"hateful!"

Just like that, the blond young man was dragged out by Ritsuka.

"What are you doing? Leave me alone! I'm no longer the captain. If you want a guide, you should summon another capable Heroic Spirit. I, I... I can't—"

"Don't you want to avenge Hercules?" Ritsuka asked condescendingly.

Jason's struggling stopped suddenly and he clenched his fists unconsciously, but he soon collapsed again.

"So what can I do? I don't have any power anymore... What is a captain without a ship?"

"Boat?"

Ritsuka raised his chin and motioned Jason to look over there. The blond young man subconsciously turned his head and cast his gaze towards the sea.

Then his eyes froze, staring at something intently, unable to extricate himself.

"This is……"

"Although it's not a Noble Phantasm...but its performance and firepower are still good, right?"

Li Xiang smiled faintly and said: "However, my ship is still lacking a captain."

"Uh……"

"Are you willing to admit defeat to Odysseus?"

Of course not!

Jason stood up suddenly, his expression serious, completely shaking off his previous dejection.

It would have been fine if there were no ships before, but now that we have them, there is no reason not to take revenge!

Hercules, Chiyome Mochizuki, Cassandra... and the Argonauts, paid such a huge price that they must not be easily forgotten.

"Does this ship have a name?"

Jason stood up straight, staring at the sci-fi warship with sharp eyes. Although it was not a sailing ship, he was confident that he could control it.

Li Xiang thought for a moment and said, "As for the name, I haven't chosen it yet, but the code name is "Mirage No. 3."

"Yeah." Jason nodded.

Now docked at the seaside is a huge warship that seems to be able to calm the waves like flat ground. Its size is like a small mountain, and it seems not much smaller than the Mecha God.

It also has steel armor and various accessories on the outside, which is also a combination of magic and technology... It’s not an exaggeration to call it the "pan-human history version of Mecha God", right?

This ultimate weapon was created with the dragon skeleton provided by Daqin, and then modified by a group of geniuses such as Leonardo da Vinci, Tesla, Edison, and Babbage.

Its ordinary firepower has reached the anti-military level, and the output power of the main gun is the standard A-level anti-city, but it has no special attack or attributes. When carrying full power, this battleship can continuously release devastating blows equivalent to the holy sword level!

It is equipped with a spirit particle transfer device, so it can be brought into the lossbelt by Ritsuka.

Of course, if we really compare them, the Mecha God of Olympus is far more powerful than this ship. Just because it is similar in size doesn't mean it can compete with the Mecha God.

——This refers only to the ship itself. If we add the first-class servants on it, it will be able to fight even a single Mecha God!

The reason why Jason was chosen to be the captain was not just Ritsuka's whim, but because Jason's treasure was very suitable for this battleship.

It should be noted that although the blond young man lost the Argo, if a certain ship is "regarded as the Argo", some of the Noble Phantasms can also be activated.

When the Chaldean Servants and this battleship become "integrated" conceptually... I'm afraid they can really fight the Mecha God head-on!

"That name is too difficult to pronounce... Let's call her the New Argonaut."

Jason slowly calmed down. Although he was determined to cheer himself up, he still had a very tricky problem.

"Odysseus, Chiron, and those mecha gods...are not simple characters. It is almost impossible to win with just one ship. To fight the enemy head-on and win, we need a more powerful force, such as Servants."

Although several servants were lost in the previous battle, Cassandra had said at the time that there were still lone servants who had not been discovered in this sea area, and Jason wanted to suggest Ritsuka to gather them.

However, Ritsuka has his own plans for this matter.

"Servant?"

The black-haired girl waved her hand towards the New Argo from afar, and suddenly a petite figure jumped down with a heavy shield, creating a big hole on the beach. It was Mashu.

Looking at the sub-servant girl running over happily, Jason shook his head: "Just one is not enough."

"Those two?" Ritsuka snapped his fingers.

Faint magical fluctuations were heard, and under Jason's surprised gaze, two servants emitting powerful auras appeared behind the Master.

"Atalanta? Minotaur...is that Asterios?" The blond young man actually saw an acquaintance!

"Not enough? There's nothing I can do."

Ritsuka took out a beautiful colorful crystal from the belt slot of his combat uniform, and placed it on the groove on the back of his right glove. Immediately, pure magic power flowed out and lit up the simple magic circle engraved on the glove.

"Come on, Guardians of the Scales!"