Chapter 898: Francis Drake

"Senior, where are we going?"

Hearing Mash's question, Lin Ye shook the Servant Class Card in his hand and said:

"To find the original owner of this card."

Since Jason and his group's target was Drake, couldn't he just find Drake and wait for them to come to him?

"Original owner? Is it Drake?" Mash nodded silently, then gripped her shield tightly. "Although I haven't met him, he must be a man eight feet tall, with his chest exposed, a tuft of chest hair, and capable of drinking a barrel of rum in one gulp."

Lin Ye: "..."

"Senior? What is that expression? Did I say something wrong?"

Mash looked at Lin Ye in confusion. Looking at Mash, Lin Ye scratched his head and said: "How should I put it? Although I don't know why you think that, in reality... forget it, you'll see for yourself in a moment."

After saying this, Lin Ye took Mash directly to the small island where Drake was located.

At this moment, on the island, a group of pirates was happily celebrating.

"Come on, lads! Drink to your heart's content!"

Surrounded by a group of pirates, a figure was holding a golden cup, shaking it. From the cup, mellow rum kept gushing out. That cup was none other than the Lesser Grail, known as the wish-granting machine!

Although this Lesser Grail couldn't act as an omnipotent wish-granting machine like the Greater Grail in the Holy Grail War system, it still possessed powerful energy.

However, if those Servants who coveted the Holy Grail saw Drake using it as an endless wine cup, they would probably be furious.

At this time, Mash, who had just arrived, was attracted by the Holy Grail.

"It's the Holy Grail!"

Chaldea's mission was to recover the Holy Grail, so she was naturally very excited. But Lin Ye grabbed Mash's hand and said:

"Don't be in a hurry, look closely. That Holy Grail is not the one we need to recover. It belongs to this era."

"Is that so?" Mash was a bit disappointed, thinking she could easily recover the Holy Grail this time.

"Who goes there!" Drake instantly woke up from her half-dreaming, half-drunken state. In an instant, an old-fashioned flintlock appeared in her hand, its muzzle pointed directly at Lin Ye.

Looking at Drake, Mash was stunned: "Senior... this... sister... is Drake?"

"Mm." Lin Ye nodded silently. "How about it? Not a big man covered in chest hair, are you a little disappointed?"

Drake: "Hey, hey! You guys are too rude! A big man covered in chest hair? That's a prejudice against pirates!"

Drake expressed that she was very unhappy. Although her personality was more forthright than a man's, she still cared about discussions regarding her appearance.

"Sorry." The kouhai apologized obediently. Seeing the kouhai's good attitude, Drake didn't move the muzzle. Instead, she looked at the kouhai and asked vigilantly: "Who are you? Your attire doesn't look like people from this sea, so what relationship do you have with those guys who suddenly appeared on the sea?"

Lin Ye: "Relationship? Hasn't happened yet."

"Senior, please be serious. You're making it easier for us to be misunderstood." Mash pulled Lin Ye back, then looked at Drake and said, "Ms. Drake..."

"Call me Captain."

"Alright, Captain Drake, we are personnel from Chaldea. You should have noticed the unrest in these waters recently. For some reason, a group of Servants who shouldn't be here have appeared, and their target is you..."

Mash had explained the situation clearly, yet Drake did not put down the flintlock.

Drake: "So, that group of people is coming to kill me?"

"That's right, Captain Drake. Now, can you put down your gun?"

"Impossible." Drake insisted: "You say their goal is to kill me, so how do I know you aren't the same kind of people? After all, this is our first meeting, and for people who can survive on this sea, it wouldn't be strange to do anything unscrupulous."

Pirates are pirates, even Drake is no exception. They would never trust others easily, especially the one-sided words of people they were meeting for the first time...

"Captain Drake..." Mash wanted to say something, but Lin Ye reached out and stopped her.

Lin Ye looked at Drake and said directly: "Mash, remember, on the high seas, words are the least trustworthy things. Compared to words, fists are more persuasive."

"Oh?" Hearing Lin Ye's words, Drake's eyes lit up. "Little brother, you understand. In that case, let me see your strength. Defeat me, Francis Drake, first. Otherwise, everything is off the table."

Swish, swish, swish!

Instantly, a dozen pirates around them drew their sabers and flintlocks and charged toward Lin Ye and Mash!

Every one of Drake's crew was an elite among elites. To say they could fight a thousand might be an exaggeration, but one against ten was definitely no problem!

However, these pirates had only taken two steps when a majestic aura erupted from Lin Ye's body!

Hum!!!

The moment the pressure swept past, all the pirates felt dizzy, rolled their eyes, and lost consciousness.

The Authority of the Sky!

Under this pressure, Drake, who had not yet become a Servant, should have been unable to withstand it, but the golden Holy Grail in her hand emitted a bright light and merged with her!

Under the power of the Holy Grail, at this moment, Drake was no less than a Servant! To be precise, except for not being able to become a Servant, she was a Servant right now!

"Golden Hind and Stormy Night!!"

Hum!!

Following Drake's shout, behind her, the unmanned Golden Hind suddenly floated up!

Rumble!

The next second, thirty cannons fired at Lin Ye with full force! However, Lin Ye didn't move. He just silently increased the power of the Authority of the Sky by another notch!

Hum!!

In an instant, the cannonballs fired by the Golden Hind exploded in mid-air, and Drake felt as if her head had been hit hard by a large iron hammer, and then... she knew nothing.

This is the pressure of a god!