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"Oh well--"

The cat girl looked up, took Ian's hand, and leaned on his shoulder like a girlfriend for the first time.

"Please just follow me and recite it later, Master."

"..."

"Okay." Ian did not express any objection to Atalanta's actions at this moment. On the contrary, he took the initiative to hold her hand.

At times like this, men still know how to make someone feel at ease.

but--

Although the atmosphere seemed very harmonious, the problem was not solved.

Atalanta very seriously conveyed to Ian how to express his needs to the moon goddess Artemis.

But the language used in prayer is not much different from the humble words used to express requests in daily life.

If we have to say something, it's probably just adding some polite honorifics to make it sound a little more unique and sacred.

however--

Even knowing this, Ian did not spoil the fun by stopping the transmission from Atalanta.

After all, for her, being able to provide something like help like this at this moment is already a very happy thing.

I don’t know how long it has been passed down like this.

Atalanta finally stopped.

Perhaps she realized that her explanation was not so good, or maybe she was worried that Ian might not understand something, so she started asking questions instead.

"Master, do you understand how to pray to Artemis, the moon goddess?"

“…I think I understand.”

Ian was very good at remembering things, and he had firmly memorized the long string of words that Atalanta had just spoken.

Of course, whether it is effective or not is another matter.

"Speaking of which-"

The man looked at Atalanta, who was happy again because he had helped, and his tone became gentler.

"How do you know about Artemis, the moon goddess?"

"Have you ever had any encounter with Him?"

"..."

As if she was asked a crucial question, or perhaps she recalled something bad, Atalanta's smile stopped in an instant, and then gradually became embarrassed.

It felt like some of my special identities were suddenly revealed.

Ian naturally would not fail to notice such an obvious change, and he quickly paved the steps for Atalanta to go down.

"It seems like I asked a question that I shouldn't have asked."

"If you can't answer that, forget it."

"..."

Seeing that Ian was about to end the topic, Atalanta took the initiative. She seemed to have made up her mind. Her mouth trembled slightly and she said:

"Master, I hope you won't hate me for this after I confess."

"..."

"How could I hate you?" Ian stroked Atalanta's head gently, as if he was coaxing a kitten.

"I'm so glad you could share these things with me."

"is it?"

Atalanta's tail wagged gently.

"That--"

"I'll tell the truth."

"Well, tell the truth."

"It's actually like this." Atalanta raised her head and looked at the moon above her head, to which she had just prayed.

"The Moon Goddess Artemis is actually my savior... No, maybe it would be better to call her my mother?"

"This……"

It has to be said that Atalanta's answer surprised Ian a little.

After all, before this, the little cat girl had never mentioned anything related to it.

"Atalanta, could you please elaborate a little more?"

"Yes, it's okay." The little cat girl nodded, and then recalled the painful past as if she was facing some kind of suffering.

"My father is a king."

"The offspring he wished for was a son who could inherit all of this, but unfortunately, the one who was born with that wish was a princess like me."

"So after that, I was abandoned in the forest outside the kingdom because I was totally unworthy of his expectations."

"According to common sense, I should have died like this."

"But on a hazy moonlit night, I met the moon goddess Artemis, who brought me the milk of a she-bear, giving me hope to survive."

“So after that, I became His most faithful believer.”

As she said these words, Ian could feel the piety in Atalanta's eyes.

This was her deepest feeling, and at this moment, thanks to the man's patient listening, she poured it out without restraint.

only--

After hearing these words, Ian had some small guesses in his mind.

He didn't know what others thought, but he knew clearly that the true identity of the Moon Goddess Artemis was a sniper-type interstellar fighter.

Rather than bear milk or something like that, the man felt that what Atalanta obtained on that moonlit night was more likely to be something like blood, but he was too young to tell the difference.

But Ian didn't intend to say anything more about it.

If Atalanta thought it was breast milk, she could keep thinking so.

Anyway, these are all things that can save her life, so there's no need to break it down so clearly.

"I see." Ian smiled. "So according to what you said -"

"Haven't I met your parents now?"

"Eh?"

Atalanta had not thought of this angle, but she quickly accepted it.

"Yes! That's it!"

"It seems that I have to fulfill my responsibilities as a husband." Ian said so, and then put his hand into Atalanta's skirt very naturally.

"tonight--"

"I have to let you experience what it means to be at the climax again."

A cold breeze blew from the sea, mixed with a hint of saltiness.

"Meow--"

"Meow--"

The kitten girl's voice became more and more like the fawning of a pet as the man waved his fingers.

But the strange thing is——

Since that night of prayer, strange things began to happen to the Golden Deer.

First, the relatively calm Oceanus Sea began to stir up extremely terrible winds, which blew Drake's ship off at a large angle.

Fortunately, the group did not have any destination, and with the help of the wind, they were able to travel much faster than before.

"It's strange."

"How can such a wind blow in this season?"

Drake looked at the flag sail that was creaking in the wind and couldn't help muttering this.

But her complaints were pointless.

For the next few days, Oceanus kept blowing this chaotic wind, which was so chaotic, as if it was affected by something.

But this is not enough. Whenever the wind blows, a ray of moonlight will fall right in front of the boat at night, looking like a guide.

"..."

"..."

Ian and Atalanta looked at each other, and they soon realized that this might really be the guidance from the moon goddess Artemis.

but--

The man did not simply believe that this phenomenon was caused by Him.

With the help of the communication device, Ian found BB again and briefly explained the situation.

certainly--

He only revealed that he and Atalanta had prayed together, and he did not say anything else.

"Pig, BB thinks you can try to follow me."

"Can you tell me the reason?"

"As for the reason - it's naturally because the ocean's climate is relatively difficult to change. If you really encounter something like this, then BB thinks there's a high chance that something is behind it."

"Of course, BB isn't saying it's 100% true."

"But judging from the current situation, the prayer words that the girl named Atalanta conveyed to you might be some programming language that we have not yet deciphered."

"I understand."

With BB's support, Ian didn't think much about it and directly suggested to Drake to follow him.

With Atalanta's approval, the female captain didn't think much about it and started sailing with the wind during the day and following the moon at night.

It turns out that this decision is effective.

After sailing like this for almost three days, Atalanta, who had keen eyesight and temporarily acted as the navigator, shouted excitedly.

"Everyone, come here quickly!"

The cat lady's shout called everyone on the deck to the bow.

The familiar scene once again appeared in the man's eyes.

That is the sea surface where day and night interweave.

correct.

This is the sea of ​​darkness before reaching the Invisible Island. As long as you can pass through here, you can reach your destination.

Ian knew what this meant—

There is a high possibility that I will see the three sisters again.

But before Ian could think more, Atalanta grabbed his hand with excitement.

"What an amazing sight!"

"Master, did you see that?"

It seemed that because the guidance from the moon goddess Artemis was indeed effective, Atalanta completely forgot that the title of "master" should not be spoken casually in public.

By the time she reacted, the other girls' attention had already been focused on the little cat girl.

"..."

Atalanta stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

But Ian would not leave his pet in this state.