The weather today was excellent. The sea breeze was gentle, and the sunlight was just right, feeling warm on the body.
After making some Rune cannonballs, Takumi stopped. After all, the damage these things could cause was limited, so there was no need to spend too much effort on them.
Although the recovery ability of his [Dragon's Core] was sufficient when not in combat, allowing him to mass-produce items just like the tetanus bombs in the Second Singularity.
However, doing this kind of repetitive work was still a bit mentally draining.
For the upcoming battle, as one of the main forces, Takumi also needed to recharge his energy.
Leaning on the railing of the Golden Wild Hunt, Takumi let out a breath, adjusting his breathing slightly.
So what would Takumi do next?
The answer was—
Zone out...
This could tentatively be considered a "unique skill" Takumi practiced while staying alone in Chaldea!
Completely emptying his brain, leaving no room for thought, to kill time.
If conditions allowed, Takumi could perhaps zone out for a whole day.
Staring blankly at the shadow on the deck, Takumi just got into the zone.
A pair of exquisite feet in sandals suddenly blocked Takumi's line of sight.
Looking up, he saw fair and slender thighs hidden under a gorgeous skirt, adorned with leg rings and some decorative chains.
Beautiful...
Seeing this scene, which was enough to make a certain blue-haired man say "I can play with these legs for a year," such a thought quickly flashed through Takumi's mind.
"What are you daydreaming about? As a Master, you wouldn't have forgotten even to form a contract with a Servant, right?"
Euryale raised her beautiful eyebrows and asked.
"...Was a bit tired yesterday, forgot..."
Takumi reacted and scratched his head awkwardly.
Although Euryale, as a Goddess, had the ability to manifest independently without disappearing, her combat power couldn't be guaranteed. If she could form a contract with Takumi, given Takumi's current quality as a Master, it would more or less strengthen Euryale.
Needless to say for Asterios; as a Berserker, high magical energy consumption was his characteristic. Having a Master would also be a significant boost for him.
"Sigh, to actually make this Goddess mention this kind of thing personally... as a Master, this is unqualified~"
Euryale shook her head and sighed.
"But forget it, just treat it as a reward from Goddess-sama to you."
Euryale changed the subject, then extended her delicate little hand to Takumi, a faint smile on her face.
"After all, being able to form a contract with such a beautiful and perfect Goddess like me, you are quite lucky."
Euryale put on a "you got a huge bargain" look.
Seeing this, Takumi bent down slightly flustered, trying to make his head a little lower than Euryale.
But Euryale's height was truly like that of a loli, visually estimated to be around 1.3 meters.
Even if Takumi's height wasn't particularly impressive, it was difficult to bend down to a position lower than Euryale in a normal posture.
Finding the posture unsuitable, Takumi simply knelt on one knee.
"Then... many thanks to Goddess-sama?"
Carefully taking Euryale's small hand placed before his eyes, Takumi said tentatively.
"Although lacking in etiquette, well... I like your personality, Master."
Euryale's smile grew wider, and her gaze towards Takumi also held a bit more affection.
Even struggling alone at the boundary between life and death, his heart never gathered dust. Instead, it was gradually polished to shine even brighter through each experience. This Master was truly "cute."
If born in the Age of Gods, maybe he would also be quite a formidable great hero.
A flash of red light passed, and the contract was established.
Euryale became Takumi's first Servant in this Singularity.
Since Euryale signed, Asterios naturally wouldn't be an exception.
After Euryale waved to the little bull, the little bull logically became Takumi's Servant too.
Having done all this, Takumi breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, and continued to lean against the railing to rest.
Thinking of continuing to zone out, he sensed an unconcealed gaze.
Turning his head, he found Asterios sitting cross-legged nearby, looking at him curiously.
Takumi blinked. Although he didn't quite understand why Asterios was staring at him, he still smiled and gave him a thumbs up.
Asterios looked at Takumi's gesture, scratching his head thoughtfully.
As if suddenly enlightened, he also imitated Takumi and gave a thumbs up, a simple and honest smile appearing on his face.
Seeing this, Takumi smiled again. It was his first time encountering a Berserker as adorably honest as the little bull.
After all, most Berserkers basically had no reason, naturally carrying a bit of madness in their speech and actions.
Someone like the little bull, probably only Frankenstein was similar?
"Mimi, what does this, mean?"
Asterios suddenly asked, shaking his thumbs-up hand at the same time.
Why are you calling me Mimi too...
Takumi felt a headache.
He wasn't a certain dragon maid's Kobayashi; if he were, the fights wouldn't have been this hard.
"It probably means you are great, very amazing, right? If you want to encourage others, you can also use this gesture."
Complaints aside, Takumi still explained simply to Asterios.
"Great, very amazing?"
"Mimi means, I am also great, very amazing?"
Asterios asked somewhat expectantly.
"Of course, Asterios is very amazing. You are the main force in the upcoming battles."
Takumi smiled gently, giving a thumbs up to Asterios again.
"Then Mimi, is also great, very amazing!"
Asterios gave a thumbs up, grinning, revealing that simple and honest smile again.
The atmosphere between the two was very good. Talking and laughing, in just a few sentences, the distance between the two had closed quite a bit.
Takumi also found this a bit strange. He had actually noticed it long ago; almost every Servant in the Singularities treated him quite well, and it was easy to get familiar with them.
However, he had natural favorability towards most Servants because he played the game. But Servants couldn't have played a game with him as the protagonist, right?
"~♪"
A soft humming sound reached Takumi and Asterios's ears. That enchanting singing voice, seemingly carrying magic, made both look towards the source of the sound in unison.
"...Song?"
The little bull looked curiously to his other side again, at Euryale sitting on a crate, swinging her legs.
"Oh my, you heard me?"
Seeing the two looking at her, Euryale was a bit surprised.
"Mmh."
The little bull nodded.
"After all, Goddess-sama sings very beautifully."
Takumi also chimed in slightly.
"Being too sincere will make even a Goddess shy."
"But never mind, I'll make an exception and allow you to listen."
Euryale said this, but there was no sign of shyness on her face; instead, she revealed a gentle smile.
After clearing her throat slightly, our idol-type Goddess began to show off her singing voice.
"La, la, la..."
Euryale didn't sing lyrics, but her natural singing voice was enough to make this slightly monotonous sound bloom with colors not inferior to lyrics.
Her voice was clear and bright, like a stream flowing in the mountains, pure and melodious. And like a gentle breeze brushing past in the dead of night, gently soothing the listener's ears.
Everyone on the ship was immersed in this beautiful singing, as if pink musical notes appeared before their eyes.
Listening carefully to Euryale's voice.
Takumi suddenly remembered that at some point, he had thought about killing Euryale in advance to prevent her from being forcibly brought into contact with the [Ark of the Covenant] due to his mistake.
But this thought only flashed through Takumi's mind briefly.
He didn't like this, didn't like hurting innocent people for this kind of crap. Moreover, Euryale might help him.
In the end, he didn't want to save the world from the bottom of his heart.
Nor was he an extremist like Emiya Kiritsugu; there was no need to go to that extent.
Naturally, he would do whatever made him happy.
If, even after trying his best, Euryale still touched the Ark, leading to the destruction of humanity—
Then so be it. What else could be done?
Anyway, he wouldn't do things that he himself resisted.
Or rather, if that really happened, Takumi might be more relaxed instead. After all, he had already done his absolute best.