[FGO] Stone is a bad civilization

With the help of special medicine and particularly unpalatable prunes, after a few days of hard work, I finally barely adapted to the days of sailing at sea.During this period, Atalanta drove the stolen pirate ship recklessly across the open ocean, but unexpectedly did not encounter even a single enemy.

"How lucky you are." Atalanta steered the helm and glanced at me with some resentment.

The splint used to fix the broken part of my left arm has been removed. At this time, I was laying on the side of the boat with my hands folded and blowing the wind. After listening to the other party’s complaints, I slapped the blown hair in all directions. At the back of his head, he turned his head and issued a short interrogative word to the other party.

"I haven't met a single follower, and I haven't seen a single ghost ship..." Atalanta murmured, "When David and I were fleeing, we encountered countless pirates in this sea area. Monster."

I let out a "huh", noncommittal about whether my lucky value is high or low.

Unlike offshore, when driving in the center of the ocean, the wind at sea will become very violent.Since the grandorder operation was officially launched, I haven't taken care of my hair properly, and my bangs, which used to be pretty close to my eyebrows, have grown so long that they are about to poke into my eyes.

When I was in Chaldea, I was able to use a simple hair clip to quickly tidy up the hair that was too late to trim, but here, if I want to keep my hair neat forever, I have to cut it short. There is no other way.

Because the wind at sea is really too strong.

At the beginning, I would tirelessly comb the messy hair with my hands, but after doing futile work over and over again, I have completely let myself stand in the windiest position in the bow and be blown into hair. A madman.

I'm sorry, mother who is far away on the other side of human reason, in order to prevent myself from being seasick and want to vomit, your son can only abandon his idol burden.

"So," Atalanta's voice was mixed in with the "huhu" wind, which made it sound a little vague, "you are a man, why do you have long hair?"

"Because my mother asked for it," I said, "she prefers my long hair."

"Really... I thought it was some kind of family symbol."

Atalanta said: "I was summoned to a Holy Grail War before. The situation was very special. The followers were divided into two camps, and a total of fourteen masters participated in the battle."

"The seven masters of the enemy are all from the same family, and among them, only their patriarch has long hair."

"is it?"

I turned around, leaned against the side of the boat and faced the other party, combed my hair with my hands, and said: "My father is not the successor of the clan...so as his son, I have no right to inherit."

"My father loves my mother very much, and he is almost obedient to her requests. Otherwise, according to his old-fashioned temper, he would never allow his son to have this hairstyle."

"You have a bad relationship with your father?" Atalanta asked sideways.

I thought about it and shook my head.

"It can only be said that it is not intimacy, but there is not much contradiction."

I paused, shrugged pretending not to care, and said: "He can't understand my behavior and thoughts, so he can avoid it if he can, after all, he is my own father."

"But after all, I grew up in Europe. Whether it is thinking or aesthetics, my choice is closer to the European side..." I laughed at myself, "Probably my whole body can prove that I am half Asian. , only my own name."

When I said this, I didn't look at Atalanta, but looked up at the top of the highest mast of the pirate ship.David was sitting on the observation deck monitoring the situation nearly a hundred nautical miles away. After noticing my gaze, he deliberately bent down and waved his hand in this direction.

I retracted my gaze as if nothing had happened, and was about to go back to the side of the boat to blow the wind again, but I heard Atalanta suddenly say, "I understand."

"Huh?" I stopped my movements and looked at the other party with some doubts.

Atalanta looked straight ahead and did not give me a look. She calmly repeated what she just said: "I can understand you."

"what?"

She turned her head to look at me: "I stay away from things I dislike, but when I meet something I like, I become able to bear the things I dislike."

"Well, how do you say that?"

I thought the other party didn't say anything wrong, and I didn't want to hide my likes and dislikes at all. I was just very curious about how she deduced this conclusion from the few words I just said.

While driving the pirate ship, Atalanta clearly listed the evidence she had observed.

"First," she said, "you call your parents completely differently. It is obvious that you are more inclined to the mother side."

I raised my eyebrows and agreed.

"Second," she said after a pause, "You hate your father very much. Although you are denying it, I can tell that you don't like him."

I sighed and admitted frankly: "Indeed, I don't like my father in some respects... But what happened afterwards? Where did you draw the next conclusion?"

Atalanta turned to look at me.

"I was raised by a she-bear sent by Lord Artemis when I was a child."

She suddenly said such a word without thinking.

"Huh?" I was a little confused by her sudden turn, "I know that... I know the fairy tale about you, Atalanta."

When Atalanta heard this, she evoked a mysterious smile.

"The instinct of the beast is the best, master," she said.

"So I can easily see through your feelings and see your attitude."

I didn't care too much and laughed twice: "That's really a bit scary."

Atalanta looked at me seriously and said: "You don't like long hair, but you will force yourself to accept such a hairstyle because of your mother's request; you don't like your father, but you will also want to maintain the relationship between you kinship and force myself to endure."

"If there is no deviation in my understanding, it is difficult for Chinese and Western thinking to communicate with each other, and you said earlier that you are obviously biased towards European civilization, and your father is an old-fashioned Japanese..."

I didn't feel much embarrassment when I was pointed out that I wanted to hide it. I just smiled and asked the other party: "Didn't you also be like this at the time? You accepted your marriage for the golden apple."

"Yes," Atalanta admitted generously, "so I say, you are the same as me."

"As much as I hate men, I like golden apples. And you..." She looked at me fixedly and said, "As much as you hate what you fear, you will pay as much for what you like. "

"This may sound a bit strange." Atalanta turned her head to look in front of the pirate ship, her eyes suddenly became blurred for some reason.

"But believe me, you will be stronger than you imagined, even if it is..."

"Hey!"

David jumped down from the watchtower suddenly, and ran up to the bow in three steps at a time.

"Stop chatting." He slapped Atalanta's shoulder with a slap, shaking her up, and his eyes instantly returned to the clarity of the past.

"What?" Atalanta stared blankly for a while, then looked at David who suddenly broke into the topic in a daze.

I was taken aback by David's sudden appearance, but after seeing the completely different serious expression on his face, I unconsciously tensed up.

"It's Jason's ship, I saw it." David said quickly, "Hurry up and change course, their speed is very fast, we will be spotted by the other party in a short time."

"what?!"

Atalanta turned pale with shock, and quickly turned her head to look forward.

"No, no, it's too late..." With just one glance, the expression on her face changed from blank to full of despair, "I've already seen the other side's mast, and it must be over there too..."

Atalanta gritted her teeth and reluctantly squeezed out the words: "After all, although Jason is a scumbag, it is undeniable that he is indeed a very good captain."

"Then what should I do?" David frowned, and at the same time stretched out his hand to stop me slightly back.

"Master, you'd better hide first. If the conflict cannot be avoided, Atalanta and I will try our best to hold each other down so that you have a chance to escape."

"How is this possible?" I raised my voice in amazement, "I am your master, how can there be a master who abandons his servants and escapes from the battlefield by himself?"

"When it was only you and Atalanta, you were able to escape. Now that I am the master, there is no reason to fail."

I deliberately lowered my voice, and said darkly, "No matter what, I still have Wang Lvjian. There are so many weird things in Gilgamesh's treasury. He won't care if he loses one or two."

"Master, you..." David laughed.

"That's right." Atalanta also looked at David with great disapproval. "He is the master, the only hope for this singularity. It is impossible for him to leave first alone."

I took out the frantically beeping communicator from my pocket, and rejected the urgent communication request from Chaldea in front of the two of them.

"Anyway," I heard my voice become extremely calm, "Atalanta, you first..."

"boom--"

Before I could finish my sentence, a loud explosion suddenly sounded in the direction of the distant Argonaut.

"Boom-" "Boom-"

"What's going on!" I said in surprise.

The sound of heavy artillery bombardment came one after another in the distance, and the huge impact of the shells set off even bigger waves on the sea, which was not considered calm.Our pirate ship began to sway violently uncontrollably. The bow of the ship was lifted high by the waves, and then fell heavily. Atalanta held the rudder tightly, trying to control the turbulent situation as soon as possible. But with little success.

The huge waves caused by the bow of the ship hitting the sea level rushed towards me like a miniature tsunami. I couldn't help but hold David's hand, and I was immediately slapped heavily by the salty sea water had a face to face...

"See you!"

The potential energy of the waves was too strong, and almost the second I didn't stand firm, I was pushed down on the deck by the huge waves and slid towards the bow of the ship.

The water-wet deck can hardly produce any friction that can be used to slow down the speed. My eyes were blinded by the salty sea water again, and I could hardly open them due to the burning pain.Fortunately, I was very lucky to bump into the goddess statue on the bow of the pirate ship, and successfully avoided the tragedy of falling directly into the sea.

But... I reached out and hugged the wooden goddess statue tightly, and found with some horror that the bow of the ship, which had sunk almost to the level of the sea, began to rise rapidly.

If I can't hold on to the climbing object under this momentum, the worst result is that I will be thrown high into the air...

"Wow ah ah ah-"

There was a sudden sharp pain from the old wound on my left arm. As soon as I let go of my hand, the rapid upward momentum covering my whole body suddenly turned into a more intense sense of weightlessness.

"Master...!"

"Whoosh-"

I only heard a slender rope-like object coming through the air, tightly wrapped around my limbs at the very moment, and quickly stopped my fall.

The feeling of being suddenly suspended in mid-air is no less painful than being hit by a car on the highway.The fall of the body disappeared so quickly that the internal organs did not stop immediately. I grabbed the cold chains tightly wrapped around my wrist with my backhand, and turned my head to the side, and I felt a faint retch.

A cold liquid poured from the top of my head and seeped into the corners of my eyes, quickly relieving the pain of my eyes being stung by sea water.

Gilgamesh's voice came from above my head.

"It's really embarrassing, Xue Jian." He sneered, "When we meet again, we don't look directly at the king's transgressions. This is the second time."

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Winky may be late, but never fails to show up [laughs]

The legend of Atalanta is roughly like this. She was abandoned by her parents since she was a child, raised by a female bear sent by the moon god, and then adopted by a hunter. She hated men and was good at hunting. Later, she was retrieved by her parents and forced her to marry. She held a running competition. As a result, Hippomenes asked Aphrodite for three golden apples, and then beat Atalanta by throwing apples in the competition. In the setting of the moon, Atalanta is set to like Apple very much www