Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

"New moon".

Slowly chewing on those two words, as if that could ward off the chill spreading throughout his body, Kiritsugu Emiya closed his eyes, his arms trembling.

"What...joke?"

The thing he feared happened so easily.

Not content with merely restraining him, the demon came back again, this time breaking his hands and feet completely.

He lost his Servant, the one known as the strongest class.

He lost his assistant, just like his other half, Hisayu Maiya.

He lost his wife, Irisviel, who was also the Lesser Grail, crucial in the Holy Grail War.

He lost his daughter. Ilya may seem unharmed, but her life hangs by a thread, her fate in his hands.

He lost... Ah.

He has nothing left.

Kiritsugu Emiya stumbled into a chair, staring blankly at the ceiling, listening to the patter of rain outside the window.

Aside from the person himself, Shuoyue left him nothing.

Suddenly, a note on the table caught Kiritsugu Emiya's dim eyes.

Mechanically, he took it in his hand and spread it out.

【Dear Mr. Kiritsugu:】

[I hope this letter is helpful, but I'm sure you're itching to shoot me in the face right now, so I'll get straight to the point.]

First of all, as you can see, your lover Irisviel and your assistant Hisau Maiya have been kidnapped by me.

If you want to save them, go back to your old profession—assassination.

Kill Kirei Kotomine, bring evidence of his death to Mount Enzo, and I will prepare a celebratory feast to welcome your triumphant return with your wife.

New Moon

Staring intently at the words above, Kiritsugu Emiya remained lost in thought for a long time before suddenly standing up and walking out into the rain without looking back.

There was no light in his eyes, but something burned within them, like a vengeful ghost crawling out of a tombstone.

Lost...

The red-haired, burly man lay sprawled on the grass, his battle robe tattered and torn.

"That guy, no wonder he's the hero-king of ancient Babylonia..." Iskandar said with a wry smile, barely managing to stand up as he heard the unbearable strain on his body.

However, these sounds were merely hollow, empty echoes.

He is a follower, an existence made of magic, and does not have a real physical body.

In other words, these Servants are nothing more than familiars, even the highest-ranking ones.

As long as one is a familiar, one must obtain magic power from one's contractor. However, with the contract broken, Iskandar can only fight with his own magic power, thus falling into a disadvantageous position in his battle with Gilgamesh.

Just as he was about to use the 'King's Army' to end things once and for all, Gilgamesh seemed to realize something, stepped directly onto the Ark Vimaya, and disappeared from Iskandar's sight.

Strictly speaking, it was a draw; however, for the Conqueror King, failing to capture his opponent meant defeat.

"My magic is almost gone." Muttering to himself, Iskandar still squeezed out the remaining power and summoned the Divine Wheel.

He, the conqueror, even in death, would rather die on the path of progress than give up in some meadow and await death.

"Even though you're tired too, come walk with me a little further, Bull."

The bull obediently mooed softly, then set off, carrying Iskandar into the air, heading towards the church.

Although he arrived a step too late, Waver told him everything before the contract was broken, including the fact that Kirei Kotomine, who claimed to be the Overseer, had come to his door.

In other words, Kirei Kotomine must know something.

Dark clouds filled the sky, and raindrops falling from the gray curtain soaked the gaps in the armor. The red-haired strongman squinted, feeling the coolness spreading to his limbs and bones, and craving the feeling of touching this world.

Being able to reach the world means being able to measure this land with your own hands and feet, and to conquer all the territories within your sight.

The thought of this fills me with boundless joy, like drinking a cool spring on a sweltering day.

Ah, how wonderful this is!

Unfortunately, this enjoyment can only last until today...

Suddenly, Iskandar's attention was drawn to a man in black running down the street.

"Is this... that magician assassin from the group?"

At the same time, the man in black seemed to sense something and raised his head. Raindrops fell from his hair, soaking his whole body, making him look as disheveled as Iskandar, who was also getting rained on, but even thinner, like a lone wolf whose ferocity remained unchanged despite a broken leg.

? ”

A Servant who lost his Master, and a Master who lost his Servant—the gears of fate turned and, by sheer coincidence, brought them together.

When Irisviel opened her eyes, she was surprised to find herself resting in bed. The person beside her, upon seeing her awake, first smiled with relief, then turned away in embarrassment, avoiding her gaze, and instead called out:

"New Moon, Irisviel has woken up."

"Oh, I'll be right there."

A diamond-shaped space opened up, and a young man wearing a cooking apron, seemingly preparing dinner, appeared before Irisviel, greeting her astonished.

"Oh, madam, it's been a long time."

"Where is this...? What is this...?"

Irisviel stared blankly at the unusually harmonious interaction between He Shuoyue and the other woman, her mind going completely blank for a moment before she managed to gather her thoughts:

"You've formed a secret alliance?"

“That’s right.” Shuoyue snapped her fingers. “I successfully persuaded her to become my right-hand woman for one reason.”

"A...reason?"

"Yes, one reason." Seeing the mischievous smile on Shuoyue's lips, he knew something was wrong and tried to stop her, but it was too late.

"If you Einzberns still remember the great accident of the Third Holy Grail War, you should be even more careful that the Fourth Holy Grail War may 'go wrong' this time—in short, the Holy Grail has now been corrupted by magic and is completely broken."

“This… how is this possible?” Irisviel wanted to refute, but Shuoyue’s expression was not joking at all, and even she nodded slightly, agreeing with what he said.

In other words, is there really something wrong with the Holy Grail system?

That is our Einzbern's thousand-year-old dream...

What will happen to Kiritsugu's dream?

As an Einzbern homunculus, a staunch supporter of Kiritsugu Emiya, and the person responsible for connecting the Lesser Grail, Irisviel was unsurprisingly shocked, her expression blank and her eyes lifeless, as if she had broken down before the Greater Grail.

"The rest is up to you, okay? Make sure your wife cooperates with our operation." Having settled things with Irisviel, Shuoyue turned around leisurely and returned to the rhombus-shaped space. "The dishes in the kitchen are cooked to perfection, I'm going back to continue cooking. But to be honest, I didn't expect Hisayu Maiya to be such a good cook."

The Displacement Magic was off. Looking at Irisviel who could only babble, he sighed helplessly.

"Shuoyue...you rascal."

It will probably take her a lot of effort to get Irisviel to face reality.

On the other hand, Waver, who was also kidnapped, did not face the same fate of corruption as Irisviel. Fortunately, this weak, pitiful and helpless former Master is currently being treated as bound, imprisoned and disciplined.

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Chapter 169 Rider and Kiritsugu Emiya, a New Combination

"Is that all?"

"Hmph, what are you doubting? Are you doubting that a Noble Phantasm can't restrain a weak magician, or are you doubting the decisions I've made?"

"I wouldn't dare, King Hero. But as a director, I always have to make sure the actors are in place. If I tie his hands and feet, I'm worried that this disobedient actor will run away."

"How utterly ridiculous! Are you suggesting that a little magician who's no different from an ordinary person could break through my Noble Phantasm? This is a D-rank Serpent Chain, a living rope. Even if it's damaged, it can be easily repaired. Using such a treasure to deal with this kind of bastard is already the greatest leniency I can show!"

...Is someone next to me? It's so noisy...

As consciousness returned, his stagnant thoughts began to function again. Weber subconsciously moved his body, only to find that his limbs were sending involuntary signals. A cold, slippery sensation spread along his skin, as if a venomous snake had invaded Weber's heart.

"This is... poison..." Weber couldn't help but groan in anguish. He didn't even need to look in the mirror to know that his face must look terrible.

It should be a type of poison that continuously weakens physical strength, transmitted through the skin. It is not lethal, but only intended to prevent the captive from having the strength to escape. Moreover, as a hostage, Father Kirei Kotomine would never let him die easily.

Meanwhile, the two voices outside the door continued to communicate.

"What are you going to do next, Kirei? Are you just going to put on a boring show of kidnapping hostages for me? I let you kill Tokiomi Tohsaka, not so that I could see an even more boring performance."

"Of course not, King of Heroes..."

The sounds gradually faded, clearly indicating that the two had moved away from Weber's room, but even so, the information revealed in those few words was enough for Weber to ponder carefully:

The King of Heroes, that is to say, Tokiomi Tohsaka's Servant?

Letting you kill Tokiomi Tohsaka... Could it be that Kirei Kotomine murdered his teacher and joined forces with him?!

Trying to ignore the feeling of powerlessness emanating from his limbs, Weber frowned, feeling increasingly confused about the situation.

Tokiomi Tohsaka was still alive yesterday, which means he hasn't been dead for long, no wonder we didn't notice... But why? Why did Kirei Kotomine kill his own teacher, and why did he make a contract with him? Where did Kirei Kotomine go yesterday?

No, that's not the point. The point is, why did Kirei Kotomine kidnap me? As the second Overseer of the Church, he knew perfectly well that interfering in the Holy Grail War violated the agreement between the Church and the Mage's Association. If I informed on him…

Once I betray them...

The last vestiges of color faded from Webber's face, leaving only pallor.

This participant in the Holy Grail War finally realized that he was now standing on the edge of a cliff.

Whether it's control or killing, Kirei Kotomine will not allow him to leave this cell with his free personality.

The reasons, the process, the cause and effect... these are no longer important. What matters is how you survive this life-threatening crisis.

No, not only were there no Command Seals, but the priest also used some unknown means to shield the contract between him and the priest.

Unaware of the truth, Weber sighed inwardly and finally dismissed all distracting thoughts.

Now that things have come to this, I can only rely on myself to escape.

First, to escape, one must understand what binds them. According to the information, it seems to be a D-rank Noble Phantasm called 'Serpent's Chains,' which, based on its description, possesses characteristics such as being alive, having self-healing abilities, and having a poison that can weaken the body.

Given his current weak physique, there's no way he can move while bound. He must break the ropes binding him, and Weber already has a solution.