Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

As Sakuzuki and Miyu departed, a Volare Italian Airlines charter flight from Germany landed on the runway at F Airport, the closest airport to Fuyuki City.

A princess from the winter city and a handsome knight visited this small, ill-fated town.

Chapter 33 Reunion with His Wife

The mobile elevator is connected to the hatch, which then opens.

A young woman dressed in pure white stepped out of the plane. Her white beanie, white coat, and white knee-length skirt, combined with her snow-white skin and long silver hair, made her look like a pure white princess straight out of a fairy tale, perfectly suited to the current winter season.

Irisviel, the "Master" from the Einzbern family, looked up at the soft afternoon sunlight with a relaxed smile on her face.

Behind her followed a tall young man. In terms of appearance alone, the young man was no less handsome than the woman in front of him. His long golden hair was simply tied up, and he wore a simple black suit, exuding a capable and dashing aura, which complemented the pure white woman who was smiling at him.

They looked like princesses and knights straight out of a Western fairy tale, accompanied by three maids, attracting admiring glances wherever they went.

If someone could hear their conversation, they would be even more convinced that they are strange and pure beings, isolated from the mortal world.

"I feel very happy to be able to travel with two people. Because I never get tired of looking at you."

"Irisviel, is there something strange?"

"It's nothing, don't worry about it."

Every time you laugh like that, it means something. I hope you can honestly tell me what it is.

“I think it’s not entirely a bad thing that you can’t become a spirit. It’s thanks to you not being able to become a spirit that I can enjoy picking out clothes for you.”

Artoria, known as Artoria, sighed. The limitation of not being able to transform into a spirit was a serious flaw, and it wouldn't be surprising if she were scolded by her Master in the first place. ★彡彡★ It was already undesirable that someone liked this flaw, but now she had to turn around and warn her Master not to joke about it; it was completely putting the cart before the horse.

"Irisviel, can I really blend in with the crowd in this era dressed like this?"

"Hmm... I guess so. This is my first time visiting this country, and I'm a little worried about it too."

If a third party with the typical Japanese commoner mentality were present, that person would certainly disagree with Irisviel's point of view.

Before departing, Irisviel had a modern outfit custom-made and picked it up at the retailer's shop at Frankfurt Airport. It was a navy blue dress shirt paired with a tie and a dark French-style suit. It was entirely menswear.

It would seem very strange and funny for a girl who is about 155 centimeters tall to wear this outfit—but it doesn't look like that when she actually wears it.

That wasn't the inverted beauty of a so-called "woman dressed as a man." Her beauty was accentuated by a cold, rugged, and handsome aura, completely different from feminine beauty. Her male attire made her look like an extraordinary, beautiful young man; her slender figure and fair skin immediately evoked the image of a pure young boy who hadn't yet developed mature masculine charm.

"Speaking of which, this outfit was actually prepared for a young man, but the boy left in such a hurry that I didn't have time to give it to him. Luckily you came, otherwise this outfit would have just gathered dust." Looking at the dashing young man, Irisviel clasped her hands together slightly and revealed a childlike smile.

"Is it that Mr. 'Shirou'?" Artoria knew what Irisviel was talking about. After all, the chapel had just been renovated when she arrived, and the radiant divine energy remaining on the Winter City's spiritual veins could not escape her perception.

As for Shirou, who had practically turned Winter Castle upside down, it was only natural that someone with a meticulous personality would inquire about him.

However, there is a significant conflict between Irisviel's child and the head of the Winter City regarding the young man's description.

“Ilya said that the young man was gentle and kind, a very good older brother; while Ahardon said he was a cold-blooded and cruel executioner, and Kiritsugu, although he didn’t say anything, was as wary of Shirou as he would be of a Master in the Holy Grail War, or even more cautious… Speaking of which, I haven’t asked you yet, Irisviel, what kind of person do you think he is?”

"Him?" Irisviel skipped forward with her hands behind her back. "He's a very interesting and mysterious child."

She thought for a moment, then added, "Yes, he's a good person."

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nice guy?

After thinking about it seriously, I chuckled and shook my head.

For Irisviel, anyone who is good to her is a good person, right?

But who would harbor ill will towards this pure winter princess?

This is precisely why she is willing to protect Irisviel.

Thinking this, the knight, appearing as a class, took a step forward and followed closely behind Irisviel.

Inevitably, she developed a great curiosity about the young man named "Shirou".

What kind of person is he, really?

All the luggage unloaded from the warehouse was handed over to the maids for processing. Irisviel walked towards customs empty-handed, but they disagreed on the next course of action.

The earnest Artoria wanted to reunite with Kiritsugu Emiya as soon as possible, while Irisviel, for some reason, was very interested in the city of Fuyuki.

Under her persistent questioning, Irisviel seemed to realize that her choice lacked a sense of crisis, and after hesitating for a moment, she chose to tell the truth.

As a doll created for this Holy Grail War, Irisviel has always lived in Winter Castle—this is the first time she has left Winter Castle and ventured outside.

Artoria was extremely shocked by this fact.

Her life hadn't been particularly fulfilling either, but if this woman had truly been confined to that frozen castle since birth, living a life like a caged bird...

After a moment of silence, Artoria asked the driver to stop the car, then got out herself and opened the car door for Irisviel.

? ”

“Although this is also my first time walking in this city, it is a knight’s duty to guide the lady.” The blond, blue-eyed knight took off his right glove and extended his hand to the princess, his eyes full of tenderness.

"please."

She blinked, her eyes filled with cheerful joy, and reached out to hook her hand.

Leaving the car seats that isolate them from the outside world, the naturally elegant young woman and the woman dressed in men's clothing stroll leisurely and casually through the bustling city.

Somewhere on this street, the golden-eyed, white-haired youth seemed to sense something, gazing into the distance with a smile playing on his lips.

"I found you..."

Even in the bustling city center, the pairing of Irisviel and Irisviel is still quite eye-catching.

The young woman exuded an extraordinary air; her shimmering silver hair and cashmere coat, paired with an outfit that appeared not overly extravagant but perfectly natural. A handsome young man accompanied her, his arm linked with hers. Unless one was attending a star-studded cocktail party, one would never have the chance to witness such a perfectly matched couple.

This beautiful phantom, which only exists on the movie screen, was strolling leisurely on the streets of a regional city in Japan, causing every pedestrian to stop in their tracks and stare wide-eyed.

Even with their exclamations of amazement, passersby showed no inclination to approach and strike up a conversation.

Because the couple seemed to be keeping a certain distance from the noise of the crowd, they quietly observed the city's activities.

Just then, the door of the shop next door opened, and the black-haired girl walked out, unexpectedly bumping into the silver-haired, red-eyed woman.

"Be careful." Irisviel hugged the little girl to prevent her from falling, while someone stepped forward and suddenly blocked their way.

A strong premonition triggered by her intuition prompted her to give a sharp look to a certain figure in the store.

Under her gaze, the handsome young man in a dark suit embroidered with gold patterns curled the corners of his lips and smiled at the stunned Irisviel:

"Long time no see, madam."

Chapter 34 Entangled Fate

Dangerous, extremely dangerous.

This was Artoria's first reaction.

This is by no means unfounded speculation, because she possesses an inherent skill called "Intuition," which is at level A, and can even briefly predict the future.

Just now, she keenly sensed from the future timeline the possibility that she would die from being pierced by countless sword blades.

Although the possibility of such an event is extremely slim, it proves that this young man possessed the power to kill her.

But she quickly realized that her guard was unnecessary, because after a brief moment of surprise, Irisviel soon showed a delighted smile: "It's Shirou! I didn't expect to meet you here. Illya has missed you so much."

Shirou paused, then abruptly turned his head.

Red hair, brown eyes, and eyebrows shaped like lightning bolts at the ends.

However, the illusion quickly dissipated, and the young man standing in front of her had white hair, and even his eyes had turned into a brilliant gold.

Strange... The handsome knight frowned, sensing a strong sense of familiarity and unease for some reason.

On the other side, Miyu, who had returned to Sakuyue's side, looked up and secretly sized up her brother.

Shirou? "

It's that name again, but Miyu just can't remember it.

But this name sounds so familiar.

More than once, Miyu has been troubled by her missing memories.

Fate is so interesting and ironic. It gathers a group of people whose fates are intertwined on the same stage, yet deprives them of any connection, maliciously expecting the actors to reach a tragic end in their belated awakening.

But this time, a soul from another world ascended to a high vantage point and saw clearly every thread of fate.

"Hello, Irisviel, Master from Einzbern." Sakuzuki deliberately used an unfamiliar form of address, removed the glove from his left hand, and extended his hand to his wife.

The three holy marks on his hands were as hot and dazzling as flames.

"As a fellow participant in the Holy Grail War, I, Shuoyue, pay my respects."

Irisviel instinctively reached out her hand, and it wasn't until Shuoyue let go that she finally realized what was happening.

"So, 'Shirou' is..."

"It was just a name I came up with on a whim, don't worry about it," Shuoyue said calmly, suppressing the flutter in her heart.

“Oh…” Irisviel nodded as if she understood. “Kiritsugu told me a long time ago that you might also be participating in the Holy Grail War, but I didn’t expect to meet you so soon.”

“Kiritsugu…” Recalling that man, Sakuzuki nodded, “If it’s him, I’m not surprised at all.”

After all, he was the man who ended the Holy Grail War.

"Ah, right!" As if remembering something, Irisviel clapped her hands and asked, as if asking what to have for dinner, "Shirou, what class of Servant did you summon?"

"Yes, that's right." Shuoyue didn't hide anything and responded frankly.

Upon hearing this, the wife suddenly broke into a smug smile.

By the time Artoria realized something was wrong and tried to speak, it was too late.

"My Servant is, you know, the best class in the Holy Grail War." As if introducing her best friend, the lady hugged Artoria's arm, her tone full of pride.

"Irisviel!" The blonde woman dressed as a man glared at her, her blue eyes filled with helplessness, but she still stepped forward, gave a knightly salute, and said, "Nice to meet you."

Shuoyue was about to return the greeting when Meiyou stepped forward, her small face solemn, and said, "Please guide me."

"Oh my!" Irisviel covered her mouth, her eyes sparkling. "She's such a cute girl?"

"Be careful, Irisviel, her strength should not be underestimated." Artoria warned, sensing the vast magical power emanating from the girl.