Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

The force of the gun's recoil caused Kiritsugu's hand to split open, but the man's expression did not change in the slightest. Instead, with the help of his inherent control, he created distance and threw a grenade.

"These mere mortals can't harm me," said Hassan of the Whiteface, nonchalantly, as he flicked a pebble and detonated the incoming grenade before it flew in.

However, Kiritsugu already knew that ordinary weapons could not harm Servants, so how could he be careless because of such a thing?

Is the only purpose of projectiles to cause injury or death?

The smoke from the explosion rose, briefly obscuring all visibility on the rooftop. Before the smoke was dispersed by the wind, Kiritsugu Emiya shook his tattered trench coat and threw all the projectiles he had brought into the nearby obscured view. Then, he leaped and fell straight down the building.

The wind howled, and when they were only a dozen meters above the ground, Kiritsugu Emiya gritted his teeth and silently recited in his heart:

"!" (Inherent Time Control - Triple Speed!)

The barrier within his body opened again, as if the actions of "Emiya Kiritsugu" alone were sped up three times on the timeline. To onlookers, it appeared as a figure descending from the sky and then vanishing in an instant.

Even if a Heroic Spirit is still human, they would instinctively assume that Kiritsugu Emiya used magic to escape by jumping off the building.

Who could have known that the window on the third floor had been briefly opened and closed, and that the infamous magician killer was already lying in a soundproofed room?

"Cough cough cough..." With barely audible coughing sounds, Kiritsugu Emiya swallowed the blood that welled up in his mouth, endured the excruciating pain in his limbs and took out the first aid kit to begin emergency treatment for himself.

Of course, his contingency plans didn't stop there. He had also left traces around the building long ago, and if you followed those traces, you would only find nothing in the end.

The most dangerous place is the safest place. This safe house was built by the Fujimura yakuza group in Fuyuki City at the request of Kiritsugu Emiya. It had almost no connection with him, which is why it was able to deceive the guardians of Fuyuki City, the Matou family and the Tohsaka family.

After sending a signal to Maimi and performing a quick self-heal, Kiritsugu Emiya closed his eyes, intending to recover some of his strength before making any further plans.

Can……

"Tear."

The soundproof partition was torn open with a sharp blade, and the man holding the blade entered the safe house, looking down at the man who had almost fooled him.

"If it weren't for Master's reminder, I would have really been fooled by you, modern assassin, Emiya Kiritsugu."

"Was it discovered after all...?" Kiritsugu Emiya's lips curled into a bitter smile, his heart filled with resentment, but even more so with confusion.

Who saw through his disguise?

But he had no time to think about it now. Before he could even get up, Hassan the Hundred Faces had already drawn his dagger and thrust it towards Kiritsugu Emiya's chest.

"I will not kill you, but will offer you to my Master. So, prepare yourself!"

Is this the end...? Kiritsugu Emiya's pupils widened slightly.

Just then, he saw behind him the girl in strange attire, and the blood-red demonic spear she held in her hand.

"Hello, first time meeting you."

After a polite greeting, the thorn spear transformed into a crimson light and pierced his heart.

"The Piercing Thorn Spear!!!"

Clearly, this action was Kirei Kotomine's own initiative, driven by his interest in Kiritsugu Emiya. Father Kirei would certainly do something like this.

Chapter 47 Diarmuid Under Suppression

The Spear that Pierces Through Death Thorns, the Noble Phantasm wielded by the Heroic Spirit Cú Chulainn (Dog Brother), a demonic spear that reverses cause and effect.

The cause and effect are reversed; the "effect" of striking the heart determines the "cause" of wielding the spear. Because the outcome is already predetermined, ordinary defense and evasion are meaningless. This effect is a kind of curse (interference with fate).

Because the gun has already "pierced the opponent's heart" when it is fired, even if you take it down first, you cannot change the result, so you cannot cancel the trajectory of the gun.

There are only four ways to counter this spear: First, destroy it before it can be used, preventing it from having the chance. Second, possess the ability to automatically revive after death, like Hercules. Third, create a defensive barrier with magic stronger than the spear. Fourth, possess the extraordinary luck to reverse a predetermined fate (at least a B-level luck stat).

Although he's jokingly called "the one who can stab anyone and not die," it all depends on who he stabs: Artoria with her incredible luck, the Heroic Spirit Emiya who is a guardian... who among them is easy to deal with?

But at least this time, the demonic spear pierced his flesh without any resistance, tearing his heart to shreds.

With a reluctant whisper, another of Hassan's clones collapsed and dissipated into spiritual particles.

Kiritsugu Emiya also heard the last words. Even though it risked angering the girl, the heavily injured magician assassin still smiled bitterly and whispered:

"To be able to use a gun... she's a freak just like her Master. Well, I don't really have the right to say that."

Clearance complete. Miyu wasn't angry; she simply twirled her spear, then disarmed (Spearman, connection deactivated).

The crimson ominous spear transformed into a sapphire wand, and a class card fell to the ground, which Miyu collected.

Looking at Kiritsugu Emiya, Miyu's eyes flashed with a complicated expression. She opened her mouth, but then looked at her own attire, blushed, and turned to leave.

Kiritsugu? ? ? "

He killed again from the shadows, while on the battlefield, the freak Master was locked in a fierce battle with another.

"Clang!" Amidst the clear sound of clashing blades and spears, two figures were sent flying backwards simultaneously. The moment they landed, Shuoyue grabbed her white robe and threw it into the air. She then gripped her twin blades tightly, her arms trembling slightly.

Opposite him, Diarmuid's pupils contracted, his crimson and bright yellow pistols lowered, he twisted his body, and swung his arms!

The colors of platinum and gold intertwined with yellow and red, and a surge of magical power exploded instantly. The two who had closed in instantly launched their attacks. After a brief exchange, they separated again. Diarmuid took a step back and raised his spear to thrust straight at his opponent!

Taking several steps to the side, Shuoyue advanced instead of retreating, her left hand wielding the black blade Ganjiang lightly across the Demon-Slaying Red Rose, propelling her to spin like a top and close to Diarmuid's body.

For an ordinary spearman, such a distance is dangerous enough—however, in addition to the "Red Rose of the Spellbreaker," Diarmuid also has a short spear!

The bright yellow gun barrel sliced ​​through the air, its excessive brilliance even turning it into a golden color.

The spear tip was pointed directly at Shuoyue's neck, a spot that would be equally fatal for Shuoyue, who was not a Servant!

"I take your life!"

"Hmph." The white-haired youth sneered, his wrist flicking as he thrust out a sword from behind. The cold light on the blade condensed into fine iron clusters, and the sword's width increased several times over, deflecting the doomed Yellow Rose a step ahead. Meanwhile, the white-bladed Mo Xie in his right hand slashed horizontally from left to right, aiming at the same spot on Diarmuid!

With the crimson spear planted on the ground, Fiona's warrior pushed off with both feet, levitating into the air and narrowly dodging the deadly attack. Then, the annihilating yellow rose swept across, using the recoil from the spear tip to quickly create distance, but a bloody gash was still torn in his neck, which was quickly repaired by magic.

"Thank you, my lord," Diarmuid said softly, then looked up at Shuoyue, who was his equal, or even slightly superior, and said loudly, "As a knight, I apologize for underestimating you."

Like a cheetah crouching low, this time, he unleashed all his power, his face serious as if facing a challenge:

"And as a warrior, I will fight with all my might to defeat you! Here I come, Master Sakuzuki!"

"I couldn't ask for more, Glorious Diarmuid." Shuoyue revealed a smile full of fighting spirit, changing positions like a fighting beast, with Gan Jiang and Mo Xie in his hands ready for battle.

After a brief clash of auras, Diarmuid took the first step and, with a standard javelin-throwing posture, hurled the Exorcising Crimson Rose like a javelin!

As a Noble Phantasm that can nullify magical defenses, even if the new moon opens its seven rings covering the blazing sky, it will still be pierced through by the spear in one go.

However, when it comes to throwing weapons, who can compare to Sakugetsu, who possesses projection magic?

The young man lowered his eyes, his fingers brushing over the broken inscriptions on the black and white blades, before he flung them away without hesitation.

The double-edged sword spun and charged forward, colliding with the crimson spear before both blades landed on the ground and embedded themselves in the earth.

What greeted the weaponless Shuoyue was Diarmuid's merciless sweeping attack!

The young man, who was prepared, leaped up. But Dirumu exerted force with his arm, and the bright yellow spear rose up like an earth dragon turning over, piercing through Shuoyue's body from bottom to top!

"New Moon!" Irisviel covered her mouth, and even she subconsciously held her breath.

Has the outcome been decided...?

Diarmuid's astonished expression indicated that the battle was far from over.

The doomed yellow rose, the spear that brought an incurable curse, passed over Shuoyue as if it had pierced the air, without even leaving a trace of injury!

Although I inherited Emiya's power, it doesn't mean I can only use projection magic.

I never represent Emiya. Even as a Guardian, I am only one of the powers I possess!

With his golden eyes shining brightly and his figure flickering like an old-fashioned television, Shuoyue grinned as he looked at those who hadn't had time to sheathe their guns. The projection ball of light in his left hand extended, and then he grasped the black Ganjiang sword. He held it with both hands and slashed!

"The magical particles of imaginary numbers are changing... Is it an imaginary number magician?" Kenneth stood on the rooftop with a gloomy expression.

As one of the twelve monarchs of the Clock Tower of the Mage's Association, he was not without experience even though Imaginary Number Mages were extremely rare.

For example, Trisha Philoz, the teacher of Olga Marie, daughter of the Celestial Sovereign, is a magician with imaginary number properties. Because of a brief exchange with her, Kenneth quickly recognized the magic used by the new moon.

"Imaginary number stealth...tsk."

A mere imaginary number magician is not so scary.

But a magician who can fight Servants in melee combat and use magic against enemies would be terrifying.

A battle mage who can blink, become invincible, and teleport, and who, if pushed too far, can even pull out some indescribable things from the sea of ​​imaginary numbers (Tiamat: ?), are you scared yet!

Just like now.

"Boom!" Zheng Huang raised his long spear, blocking Shuo Yue's heavy blow!

After Diarmuid's fatal blow was dodged by Shuoyue's magic, his momentum was dampened, and he had to switch from offense to defense. The lancers, who were good at mid-range combat, had to engage in close combat with Shuoyue and could not make use of their class's agility advantage.

Despite having similar strength stats to Sakumoku, Diarmuid, as a Servant, was surprisingly forced to retreat by Sakumoku, who was his Master. Facing Sakumoku, who was using Imaginary Element magic and could close the distance at any moment, Diarmuid, lacking the "Reset Stance" skill, could not create distance and could only grit his teeth, searching for an opening and a chance to win under Sakumoku's relentless attacks.

This flaw, this opportunity for victory, was brought about by two Servants on another battlefield.

"Bang bang bang!" Amidst the shockwaves generated by the Noble Phantasm's bombardment, the one clad in black armor was knocked back, his figure crashing towards Shuoyue and Diarmuid like a meteorite!

Shuoyue once swiped a few class cards from the Ainsworth family...

Chapter 48 The King of Heroes' Declaration of War

If the battle between Luna and Diarmuid was a pure contest of skill, then the clash between Gilgamesh and Lancelot might be more in line with people's imagination of the fantasy world.

After Gilgamesh used the Spiral Sword and the black beam of light to force him to the ground, he unleashed the power of the Gate of Babylon once again out of humiliation and anger.

"How dare you touch my treasure with those filthy hands... Do you have a death wish, you dog!"

Surrounded by a dazzling light, a new batch of Noble Phantasms unfolded around the Golden Heroic Spirit, like the halo of a saint.

"Come on! Let me see how long you can hold out with those filthy hands of yours!"

At a command, the group of magical artifacts floating in mid-air charged forward together.

The rumble shook the atmosphere, and the flash of the explosion almost swept away the darkness, illuminating the night sky.

Who would believe that throwing weapons like swords could have such destructive power? Countless Noble Phantasms rained down on the streets of the warehouse district, leaving the streets devastated as if they had been carpet-bombed, a truly horrific sight.

The relentless assault showed no sign of abating. His Noble Phantasms rained down like lightning, seemingly intent on annihilating the spot where he stood, along with the entire block, one attack after another. The offensive not only continued unabated but intensified—because his target still showed no signs of defeat, standing firm and unshakeable.

Anyone who observes for even a moment will easily understand his abilities—it's the means to seize ownership of a weapon held in one's hand.

The knight does not die unarmed; its A+ rank is not a skill but a Noble Phantasm. It grants the object in its hand the "Noble Phantasm" attribute. Even an iron pillar or a fighter jet can be transformed into a Noble Phantasm equivalent to a D rank.

Therefore, his compatibility with those who are confident in the number of Noble Phantasms and are used to overwhelming opponents with massive Noble Phantasm attacks is simply terrible.