A compilation of memorable moments from Chaldea's girlfriends showing affection in various dime

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the plain in front of her, where there were some strange things, which seemed to be fragments of some spaceship that had fallen to the ground.

These mechanical fragments, or perhaps spaceship fragments, have been here for a very, very long time.

It was covered in green moss, and countless vines climbed on it.

The scenery of the Atlantic Lostbelt is exceptionally beautiful.

The sky was clear and blue.

The warm and comfortable temperature means they don't need to wear special magical costumes; they can live here in ordinary clothes.

"What's that mechanical thing over there?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked.

Orion pointed to the houses ahead and said, "That's the village, our destination now."

"This is a village???" Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the house Orion was pointing to with a puzzled expression. This building looked like an ancient ruin...

"There are remnants of a god that fell in this area during a war more than 10,000 years ago."

"Hahaha! You seem to have absolutely no idea what this is. Hahahahahaha—!"

Orion smiled and walked ahead, gesturing for them to follow him. "It's alright, you'll find out soon enough!"

“Aaaaaa”

Fujimaru Ritsuka, a red-haired monster has appeared behind Charlotte Corday again.

It seems these red-haired monsters are very reluctant to part with Orion's big stick.

They hissed at Fujimaru Ritsuka, Orion, and Charlotte Corday, as if bidding them farewell.

"Hahahaha—! This is the last monster. Consider it exercise after dinner."

Orion, carrying his large wooden mallet, walked with a smile toward the red-haired monsters, considering it his morning exercise.

Charlotte Corday looked at the red-haired monsters with a helpless expression. Just how much do you like us? It's too much to have followed us all the way here.

"...I'll do my best! Although I have a bit of a headache...I'll try my best, Mr. Orion!!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Orion, do your best!" The quick-witted Fujimaru Ritsuka, holding Fou, sat down on the grass nearby and patted the grass to signal Charlotte Corday to sit down. "Watching Orion's heroic feat from here is the only thing we can do..."

“…Um…” Charlotte Corday agreed to the suggestion and sat down somewhat embarrassedly.

Next up is Orion, the Grand Melee Archer, and his solo performance.

He made it! He made it!

He charged forward with his large wooden mallet, striking down red-haired monsters one by one.

It's like playing a game of smashing watermelons on the beach.

These red-haired monsters, those adorable watermelons, were all smashed to pieces by Orion.

Orion swung his large wooden mallet, seemingly still not quite satisfied. "Hahahaha—! I won! I won! This is so exhilarating!"

"As expected, with Master around, my condition is exceptionally good!"

"Me too! I feel so energetic today! I'm so full of energy!"

Orion laughed heartily, "Hahahaha—! I'm glad I could be of help!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka and Charlotte Corday sat on the grass, clapping for Orion, "Clap clap—!"

"Haha ...

"Don't worry about it~~" The cute girl's praise made Orion very happy. He walked over to Fujimaru Ritsuka and gave her a high five.

"Snapped--!"

"Um... um!" Charlotte Corday stammered, watching Fujimaru Ritsuka and Orion's interaction, "Um..."

"Would you like a high five, Corday?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked Charlotte Corday.

"Mmm...but I wasn't really that helpful, so a little tap will do!"

"Snapped--!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had captivated countless heroes across the heavens and worlds, understood perfectly. She took Charlotte Corday's hand and placed it next to Orion's.

Two cute little hands touched a thick bear paw.

Charlotte Corday's face lit up with an incredibly happy smile. "I did it! Hehehehe—!!!"

Orion was also very happy; it felt really good to be able to connect with such a lovely girl in this way.

"Alright! We've arrived at Hestia Village!"

Ahead lay a cluster of houses built against various ruins, along with tents made of wood and animal hides.

"Oh? Orion!" A muscular man dressed in distinctive clothing appeared and looked at Orion.

"What's wrong? You're back so early today. Isn't that way too early after the hunt?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked around curiously. There were many residents and many humans around.

“I found something,” Orion said, scratching his head and laughing.

"? You found someone too...?" The muscular man asked in surprise.

"......The same to you?"

"Yes, a group of people came to this village seeking help. I haven't seen such seriously injured patients in a long time."

"Hahaha! What a coincidence! Where are those guys now?"

"They seem to be acquaintances of the [Transporters], and are currently staying at the tavern."

"I was planning to send them to the temple after they were settled, but now that Orion is back..."

"Then you can protect them."

"After all, not everyone possesses such great power as you."

"Ms. Fujimaru Ritsuka... let's go~~"

Orion took Fujimaru Ritsuka to the tavern to see if those people were her companions.

Charlotte Corday, with her naturally dazed expression, seemed to be lost in thought again. Watching Fujimaru Ritsuka gradually walk away from her, Orion anxiously called out, "Wait... wait for me!"

The group walked on and on.

We arrived at a large, snow-white tent.

Inside were various wooden barrels and some bottles filled with orange-yellow liquid.

Various tables and chairs were made of logs, and bright oil lamps hung on them.

The top of the tent has large woven nets on which various cured meats, fruits, cheeses and other foods are displayed.

Inside the tavern, Mashu sat in a chair with a worried expression, concerned about Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Senpai! Senpai!" Hearing footsteps coming from the entrance, Mashu turned her head and called out in great surprise, while quickly running over to hug Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Mash! Thank goodness, Mash, are you alright?" Fujimaru Ritsuka carefully touched Mash's body to make sure she wasn't injured.

"Yes, yes, I'm fine, senior. I'm so glad you're alright!"

"Although we confirmed that Master's vital signs were normal on Shadow Border...we are still very worried."

"We've lost contact with you. Even if we knew you were alright... you might have been captured by the enemy..."

"It's so great to be able to see Master now!"

Mashu held Fujimaru Ritsuka tightly, her eyes glistening with clear tears.

"Yes, yes, Mashu is safe and sound, that's so good." Fujimaru Ritsuka leaned her head on Mashu's shoulder, feeling very touched.

"I was fortunate enough to switch to a spirit-based exoskeleton when the attack came, which minimized the damage."

Da Vinci rushed over excitedly, "Oh my god! Fujimaru Ritsuka, are you alright!"

Sherlock Holmes breathed a sigh of relief. "Although we could theoretically be sure you were safe, everyone was quite anxious. Seeing it with our own eyes has really put our minds at ease."

Goldruff stroked his golden beard and said, "Really... this is proof of your mental lapse! It proves you're still just a third-rate magician..."

"Listen carefully, no matter what situation you are in from now on, you must contact us first!"

Goldrov Mujik's beard twitched as he spoke seriously, "We'll breathe a sigh of relief if we're safe, but we'll be shocked if we're seriously injured!"

"At least we can take some measures, but you've completely disappeared without a trace..."

“Little girl, I have to say this: you should be more aware of your role as the final master.”

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded without refuting, deeply moved. This was the fat director's unique way of showing concern, and she was already used to it.

"Remember these three principles: report, contact, and negotiate! What, the communication device is broken?"

Goldruff Mujik took out his communicator and handed it to Fujimaru Ritsuka, "Well, there's nothing I can do then. You can borrow mine for now, but be careful not to break it..."

"In short, it's finally confirmed that everyone is safe and sound."

"But the intelligence was too complex, and the situation was very urgent."

Sherlock Holmes, pipe in hand, began to smoke, pondering, "Where should I begin my investigation...?"

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

"If this continues, we won't be able to get anything done," Goldrov Mujik said painfully. "The most important thing now is to find Captain Nemo!"

Upon hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka asked anxiously, "Captain Nemo, isn't he with you?"

“Yes. The reason we were saved is all thanks to Captain Nemo forcibly implementing the Imaginary Number Submarine…” Mashu looked distressed, having failed to find Captain Nemo.

Da Vinci, head bowed, said with distress, "We were originally in a state where imaginary number diving was absolutely impossible, otherwise a major accident would have definitely occurred."

"But it just so happened that at that time, we successfully entered the Imaginary Number Submarine."

"What exactly happened?" Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't quite understand these strange scientific concepts.

"Judging from the data... the Nautilus has been torn apart by the energy beam that fell from the sky. Imaginary Submarine has also been interrupted in an incomplete state. But our existence seems to have encountered some problems."

"Do you know this Rider Astolfo?" Sherlock Holmes asked.

"Of course, I am very clear"

"Well, it's Sherlock Holmes." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, wondering why Holmes asked that question.

Sherlock Holmes, pipe in hand, explained to Fujimaru Ritsuka:

"Then, do you still remember his Noble Phantasm—the Phantom Horse, which does not exist in this world?"

"Because the existence of the phantom horse is ambiguous, it will move between reality and fiction."

"Therefore, it can temporarily avoid attacks rooted in reality."

"We should have been destroyed along with the Nautilus by that attack that came from the sky."

"Or perhaps it was because of the forced imaginary number navigation that it got trapped in the endless imaginary number space and could not return."

"Fortunately, Captain Nemo's choice at that time played a crucial role."

"Being harmed in that incomplete state will inevitably prove our existence."

"At the same time, by infiltrating the imaginary space, the damage caused by the falling light was also suppressed."

"...However, the cost is enormous."

Mashu's face showed distress, and her beautiful purple eyes revealed sorrow.

"Captain Nemo and the Nautilus were one entity; the ship is half-destroyed, and Captain Nemo has fallen into a coma..."

"Nemo...is he...alright now?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked anxiously, holding Mash's hand.

"I must say, Captain Nemo is unlikely to recover now, and the Nautilus is essential if we want to cross the Atlantis Sea."

Sherlock Holmes was also distressed; his companion, with whom he had shared so many adventures, had fallen into a coma. "At least in order to get through this, it's necessary."

"He should have been returned to his new Chaldean spirit form to allow time for gradual healing..."

"Now that the Nautilus is inoperable, our operational plan has essentially failed."

"We can't escape from here either, because there's no transportation..."

"Where is Shion...?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked.

Leonardo da Vinci was somewhat unhappy and said while drinking his ale:

"Our communications with Sion have been completely lost."