In the world of Type-Moon, start by becoming Morgan's husband!

"Done!" Nero clapped his hands, then turned around, supported his waist with both hands, and looked at teacher Ian.

only--

When the young emperor noticed that her teacher was carrying the little cat girl on his back, Nero's originally lively and cheerful expression suddenly turned into rain, and then quickly turned into a rainy season.

“Hmm—”

"Although you are a distinguished guest of Rome, now that you are on board the ship, isn't it time for you to get off?"

Nero's voice was not loud, but it was serious in stark contrast to her cute appearance.

Hearing this, Atalanta's two cat ears immediately stood up, and then she slid off Ian's back and stood beside him.

"Yes, I understand!"

"This is right!"

Nero's expression suddenly changed from gloomy to bright.

Then, she took Ian's arm and deliberately pushed her chest towards him, deforming it as if to declare sovereignty, and said with a smile:

"Don't blame me for not reminding you."

"There are often those girls who don't know what's good for them and approach the teacher, and then..."

“It never appeared again.”

"Eh——!" Hearing this, Atalanta's face became a little worried.

Ian knocked Nero's head unhappily, and then comforted the little cat girl softly:

"Nero was just scaring you."

"Nothing like that will happen."

"Yeah..." Atalanta nodded, "I know."

“Mmmmm!”

Nero pinched his teacher's arm unconvinced, then puffed his cheeks and said:

"So where did this little wild cat come from?"

"Yu Ke hates this kind of creature that steals food from teachers the most!"

"..."

Realizing that she had just finished sucking Ian's milk, Atalanta turned her face away and didn't dare to answer.

Ian knew this very well, so he quickly explained it for Atalanta.

"This is Atalanta."

"If you insist on asking about her origins... she is probably a Servant summoned to this era by the Holy Grail."

"..."

Ian's simple introduction immediately changed Nero's expression again.

"The Holy Grail..."

Nero was still very grateful for the Holy Grail.

After all, if it weren't for it, he would not have been able to see his teacher again in such a desperate situation, and Hai was saved by him in the burning imperial capital of Rome.

Being a servant is more of a recognition of one's identity.

"So you came here carrying someone's wish."

"sorry--"

The young emperor bowed to Atalanta in apology.

"Eh……"

Although I have no idea why the other party's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, it is always better to have no conflict than to have one.

Atalanta was not the kind of person who didn't know what was best for her.

She quickly helped Nero up and responded to the apology very politely.

"Please don't do this - I still prefer that normal relationship."

"Hello, my name is Atalanta, nice to meet you."

"..."

Looking at the hand stretched out to her, Nero smiled lovelyly again. She shook it tightly and introduced herself in the same way.

"Hello, my name is Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus."

“What a long name!”

"Then call me Nero."

A conflict between girls was resolved in this way.

Ian breathed a sigh of relief for a moment.

But soon, the looks from the other side of the deck made the man confused again.

"Speaking of which-"

"Nero." Ian looked towards the deck, "Why do these people look so scared of you?"

"what have you done?"

"Hmm, teacher, you ask this."

Nero looked at the pirates squatting in a row and puffed out his chest with pride.

"I just told them that if they didn't obey my orders, I would throw them into the sea."

"You just said this and they are so scared?"

"Of course not."

Nero's pupils shrank slightly, a sign of concentrating his magic power.

A pure white blade appeared in her hand - it was the Primal Fire (Aestus estus).

"I just cut off all their weapons and threw them into the sea."

"Who told them to make so much noise when Yu Gang was teleported here?"

"Speaking of which, the weapons of this era are really not strong. They are completely inferior to those made by the rest of Rome."

"..."

Atalanta was a little overwhelmed by Nero's powerful remarks that were completely inconsistent with her cute appearance.

Ian wasn't surprised at all.

This is the emperor he cultivated himself.

Although she usually looks very cute in front of me, it doesn't mean that she is not a decisive person.

When dealing with enemies, it is even more impossible to show mercy.

"That's awesome."

Ian bent down and kissed Nero on the cheek.

"I did what I said - it turned out to be the right decision to bring you here."

"Hmm~"

After being kissed by his sweetheart, Nero immediately returned to his childish state.

She touched the place where the man kissed her and said as if showing off:

"of course!"

"The Emperor of Rome is naturally also the master of the sea!"

"..."

Although she didn't know why the two people accepted this so quickly, Atalanta knew that now was not the time to say anything more about it.

She asked cautiously;

"That--"

"Where is the girl named Mashu?"

"Hmm?"

Nero turned around and looked at Atalanta in confusion.

"Cat, why do you know Mashu?"

"Cat, cat, cat?"

"Yes." Nero's eyes swept over Atalanta from bottom to top, "You have cat ears and a cat tail."

"If that's not a cat, what is it?"

"This……"

Atalanta couldn't refute this statement for a while.

Fortunately, Nero was not someone like BB who liked to delve into names, so she continued to answer the question.

"If you ask Mashu——"

"She just went down."

"Going down?" Ian frowned slightly, "Where to go?"

"In the cabin."

Nero pointed to a place not far away, which was the entrance leading below the deck.

"She went to wake up the real owner of this ship."

"after all--"

The young emperor glanced at the golden cup she had placed next to her.

"I also want to know if this is the Holy Grail."

"Hmm, if you're worried that Mashu will be hurt by that captain, don't worry."

"I have already made an agreement with her that if she dares to do anything unfavorable, I will shout it out immediately."

"..."

Nero also had his own considerations.

At least at this moment, she was not indifferent to the Holy Grail.

"If it really is the Holy Grail, then as long as we find Ritsuka again, we can repair this singularity."

Ian said this, feeling a little relieved.

However, he soon realized that Atalanta might mind this kind of thing, and immediately said:

"that--"

"Atalanta, that's not what I meant..."

"It doesn't matter." Atalanta was extremely generous. "The facts are the facts. I'm not unreasonable to that extent."

"..."

Just as the man was about to say something more about Atalanta's thoughtfulness, he suddenly heard footsteps.

Then, a woman appeared in front of everyone.

That seemed to be the real owner of the warship equipped with many cannons that Nero had just mentioned.

There was an obvious scar on her face, even though she was wearing fresh clothes. However, this did not affect her mature beauty due to her proud body.

But that's not what Ian cared about.

Because the other party's next sentence was completely beyond the man's expectations.

She frowned and then shouted loudly: