Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

With soft, snow-white skin, blonde hair, and blue eyes, the young knight wielded an invisible sword. Her ahoge (cowlick) stood up high, and her armor shimmered with silver and azure light.

"I never expected her to be such a pretty young girl."

“Indeed.” Looking at that person, Shuoyue’s eyes brightened slightly, and she nodded in deep agreement. “She is as beautiful as an elf.”

"But what weapon is she holding? Judging from the way she's holding it, it looks like a sword, but why can't we see the blade?"

"Just like covering his dual pistols, doing this must also be for the purpose of concealing his identity." Su Shuoyue smiled and clinked glasses with Iskandar.

"Not knowing what the weapon looks like is a big disadvantage."

"That's something for martial artists to consider. We just need to sit back and watch."

"That's right! Come on, let's drink!"

Under the moonlight, after a brief conversation, they immediately launched into battle.

"Oh, it's starting, it's starting." Iskandar's eyes widened, while Shuoyue held her breath.

This is a brutal duel that has disappeared in modern times, and could only have happened in that distant era when mythology had not yet completely vanished.

Knights clad in armor and warriors wielding twin spears fought fiercely against each other amidst the sharpness of their weapons and the sparks flying.

Although it was a clash of cold weapons, the magic of the collision and the powerful airflow that followed, seemingly capable of destroying everything, were in no way inferior to modern firearms.

It was as if the two Servants were not holding guns and swords, but some more violent and deadly weapons.

The feet that stepped onto the ground crushed the earth.

The air pressure brought by the weapon was used to cut off the street lamps.

Even with enhanced dynamic vision from magic, it was difficult to keep up with the two's movements; one could only judge the intensity of the battle from the occasional aftershocks.

The metal sheets on the warehouse's exterior walls could not withstand the onslaught; they peeled off and twisted, like tin foil being blown away by a blast of air.

The wind howled mournfully.

Facing a space that is completely opposite to the physical laws of the world, the surrounding air let out a nervous wail.

A violent storm raged through the deserted warehouse street, destroying and trampling everything in its path.

A hand-to-hand fight between just two people would destroy an entire street.

Seeing this dazzling sight, the Conqueror King forgot to drink, the white-haired, golden-eyed youth was filled with fighting spirit, the girl who descended as a class had a solemn expression, and the thin Master opened his mouth wide, shocked and out of control.

This is the Holy Grail War, a great undertaking to bring back the world of myth and legend.

Thunder ripped through the sky, and raging waves shattered the earth; the world of fantasy miraculously became reality.

This is a battle between Servants.

A sound came from an object in her arms, bringing Shuoyue back to her senses from the fierce battle, and she activated the magic of communication.

"Shuoyue, I've arrived at Warehouse Street and am currently hiding under a warehouse."

"Was the disguise done?"

"Of course, according to what you said, not only was the aura concealed, but the heat sensor was also eliminated... But Sakuzuki, will Tokiomi Tohsaka's Servants come here? I see them fighting."

"Superficial, so superficial, Yan Ye."

"???"

Sitting cross-legged under the Fuyuki Bridge, Shuoyue smiled, his eyes reflecting different scenes—the surveillance he had already set up.

Having arrived here a year in advance, how could he not have made preparations?

"Above your head, your Master is observing the entire battlefield; on the crane boom, a Shadow Servant who has feigned death is spying; as for the Magician Assassin who is ready to snipe, and now me and my group crouching under the Fuyuki Bridge... You do the math, how many people have come tonight?"

“I…” Yan Ye stared blankly for a long time before finally uttering a curse, “Damn it (in both Chinese and Japanese).”

"Now that our ally is here, can Tokiomi and his followers be far behind?"

“Understood, Sakugetsu. I will be ready as soon as Tokiomi’s servant arrives…” Kariya pulled down the hood of his tracksuit, his eyes burning with the fire of revenge.

"I will defeat him!"

“No, Yan Ye.” Shuo Yue smiled, her golden eyes deep and unfathomable. “Before that, do me a favor first…”

On the battlefield where the two Servants clashed, the situation quietly changed.

"The game is over."

A cold, indifferent voice, seemingly displeased with the stalemate, echoed throughout the surroundings. The Master commanded...

"Don't let this battle drag on any longer. That's a formidable enemy; take her down as soon as possible—I grant you permission to use your Noble Phantasm."

The words spoken by the invisible magician made his expression turn serious.

The Master of the Noble Phantasm finally urged him to reveal the Servant's true weapon.

"I understand, my Lord."

He abandoned his previous carefree demeanor, his tone became serious and low, and he changed his stance while holding the gun.

Without hesitation, he threw the pistol he was holding in his left hand at his feet.

"So... that spear is it...!?"

Under his gaze, the tightly bound talisman loosened from the spear in his right hand and fell to the ground.

It was a deep red spear. The powerful magic was completely different from before, faintly emanating from the spearhead, like an ominous mirage.

"You heard that too, now I'm going to strike first."

Finally, he grasped the deadly weapon that had revealed its true form with both hands and said in a low voice.

He also lowered his longsword, calculating the distance between them even more carefully than before.

Using the advantage of the invisible sword, she had repeatedly gained the upper hand in the previous battles, but her killing moves were all cleverly neutralized, thus realizing just how superb her opponent's skills were.

This man is quite capable!

And they, too, crouched low, like eagles hunting, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

Only he himself remembers how much effort he has put into training with dual pistols. However, from the very first attack until now, he has already done his best just to force her back and be careful not to let her get close to him. He simply cannot turn defense into offense.

Both the sword whose true nature was obscured and the person with superb martial arts skills brought unprecedented pressure.

This woman is truly amazing!

But both Kazuya and Kazuya knew that this stalemate would surely burst like a soap bubble under the power of the Noble Phantasm.

The effects that Noble Phantasms can exert can be broadly divided into two types: one is to unleash the ultimate power while shouting out the true name; the other is to use the attributes that are already present in the weapon as Noble Phantasms.

What exactly is that red spear—

My intuition tells me it should be the latter. Judging from his stance, he intends to continue fighting, and I don't feel any pressure that the next move will determine the winner.

The silence between them remained, but the atmosphere grew even more tense. They moved their feet little by little, closing the distance between them.

—The first to take action was…

Compared to his previous, almost divinely skillful, and fluid spear dance, this straight thrust seemed much more rigid. It was as if he had stopped calculating how to maintain distance from the longsword hidden beneath the "Wind King's Barrier." No, it even seemed he had given up on his own defense.

Of course, she dealt with it in the most ordinary way, easily parrying the spear with her sword. The spear wasn't particularly heavy or fast; it was just a very ordinary thrust. But…

The strange phenomenon began with a strong gust of wind.

Centered on the spears and swords that were locked together, a whirlwind suddenly rose up without any apparent cause.

"What!?"

Amidst the sudden appearance of golden light, exclamations of surprise and triumphant declarations rang out simultaneously:

"Your hidden sword has been exposed!"

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Chapter 37 Clash of Swords and Spears (Part 1)

The golden hue briefly illuminated the dim darkness, only to be quickly obscured by the gathering winds.

Only the two people involved truly understood what had happened during that brief, strange phenomenon.

The gust of wind came from the sword... to be precise, from her ability, "Wind King Barrier".

By gathering a large amount of air with magical power and binding it around the longsword to alter the refractive index of light, the entire sword becomes invisible. In terms of its power, it's not particularly extraordinary, but it's incredibly effective in close combat.

Enemies will be struck by invisible swords, and one's own attacks will be blocked by invisible swords.

Unpredictable and impossible to judge.

As a result, in order to deal with the longsword, he could only increase the distance between them, keeping himself outside the opponent's attack range. His seemingly superior, flowing spear techniques were only superficially impressive. Although he repeatedly used unexpected moves to confuse her and dampen her spirits, he also couldn't find an opportunity to deliver a decisive blow.

But the Wind King's barrier failed under the crimson spear blade.

The compressed air, powerful enough to alter the refraction of light, dissipated in that instant, and as the sword and spear clashed—the magic that bound the wind on the sword was broken.

The moment the barrier broke, they glimpsed the true form of the golden sword.

"I can see the blade clearly now, and I will no longer be misled by the unseen length of the blade."

He shouted loudly and immediately thrust out a spear.

As mentioned earlier, after mastering the blade length, her spear thrusts suddenly intensified, becoming more ferocious and decisive, and her spear technique became more accurate. She judged that if even one spear thrust wasn't blocked, it could be fatal—therefore, she couldn't rely solely on dodging; she wielded her longsword to parry all the spear thrusts, achieving complete defense.

The image of the golden sword flashed with afterimages.

"Well……"

Air pressure leaked out from the "Wind King's Barrier," transforming into a continuous, swirling gale that violently whipped the golden hair. The red spear was indeed weakening the "Wind King's Barrier." Each time the longsword clashed with the advancing spear tip, the previously invisible sword would reveal its form. With each clash of their weapons, the full form of the golden sword gradually emerged, as if in a series of animated frames.

"But...if it's that kind of marksmanship..."

Such marksmanship is enough to keep me going and inspire me.

If you're using one gun with both hands, that's the familiar, normal shooting technique.

During the battle, he astutely spotted an opening. His next shot was aimed at her abdomen, but this time the gun was unstoppable; the armor's strength was enough to withstand the attack.

This is a great opportunity to fight back.

Without hesitation, he turned and thrust the sword toward the shoulder, ignoring the spear tip that grazed his ribs, intending to inflict a fatal wound with a single strike.

"Sigh..." Two men watching the game from the Fuyuki Bridge sighed in unison.