Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

Command Seals are absolute commands to Servants; even the greatest Heroic Spirits cannot disobey the commands of Command Seals.

This also means that he lost his free will.

The red spearhead turned and hurtled towards her. At the last second, she leaped back, the tips of both spears, one long and one short, whistling past her eyes.

His astonishing marksmanship allowed him to thrust both guns at the enemy directly behind him before he even turned around. Such masterful dual-wielding was true skill. His sharp spear tips showed no mercy.

She gasped, but her words trailed off as she saw his handsome face contorted with anger and humiliation. That expression of utter grief and indignation spoke volumes more than any explanation could.

A soul that once took pride in chivalry has been twisted into a killing machine that only obeys orders. The Heroic Spirit Diarmuid's honed skills and abilities will disregard his beliefs and be ruthlessly used solely to fulfill his Master's commands.

Those who are also heroic spirits can deeply understand that sense of regret.

sorry……"

He groaned in pain as he gradually closed the distance between them. Although his expression was full of shame and anger, the two demonic spears on his left and right emitted a murderous magical power, rising upwards like a mirage.

In silence, it slowly stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with the one maintaining its attack posture. The red veins of the leaves densely covered the fragments of the iron pillar, turning the fragments into monstrous weapons more terrifying than swords.

The two powerful Servants unleashed their merciless killing intent, using it to coerce the SOLID Servants.

There is no escape.

If her left hand hadn't been injured, she might have been able to find a way to survive, but she'd already exhausted herself dealing with just one person. If even Lian Du turned against her at this point, there was absolutely no chance of victory.

"Irisviel, I'll hold them off here. You take this opportunity to leave, the farther the better!"

Irisviel resolutely shook her head and refused the request.

"Irisviel, hurry!" Artoria urged, already resigned to her fate.

"Don't worry, I believe you." Irisviel remained motionless, her fists clenched tightly, as she uttered words with ulterior motives.

This is a secret known only to them—Irisviel standing beside them is not the one who summoned her, but the true Master is hiding behind the scenes, watching everyone's every move on the battlefield.

"So—please, my dear."

Irisviel, with a single-minded focus, earnestly prayed for her husband's assistance, whose whereabouts were unknown.

“Your words will surely turn this situation into an opportunity to win.”

Atop the building, a trench coat fluttered in the wind.

Back at his sniping position, Kiritsugu Emiya, his abdomen still wrapped in bandages, raised Welt again, aiming the thermally-sensored sniper rifle at his Master—Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald.

The group had already retreated ahead of time, and the one who threatened Kiritsugu Emiya's life was also killed by an unknown person who pierced his heart.

Now, no one can affect the Magician Killer's performance.

"Maimi, have you found your Master?"

"No."

Thus, Kiritsugu Emiya came to a conclusion.

"We must shoot our Master from here; this is the only way to break the current situation."

Count to zero and start the attack. This time, we absolutely cannot afford to make a mistake again.

六”

Kiritsugu began to count down in a low voice while aiming the crosshair of his thermal sight at his Master.

five"

The sight had been adjusted to zero at a distance of 500 meters. When the target was closer than the zeroing distance, the point of impact would shift upwards from the crosshair. The Master was about 300 meters away from Kiritsugu, and he carefully adjusted the aim.

四”

Forced to act against his will by his Master's Command Seals. While it's impossible to predict his reaction after losing his Master, Kiritsugu believes he shouldn't continue attacking. If the most immediate threat were to return to being alone, he would be able to find a way to get Irisviel away.

three"

Her clothes were tugged at.

"I won't allow you to do that."

The girl's cool voice rang out, then paused for a moment, as if she was thinking about how to address someone.

"Kiritsugu."

“That was my brother’s prey.”

One served him, the other summoned him, and in the end, neither group met a good end in the original story; it can only be said that fate played a cruel trick on them.

Chapter 52: The First Battle Ends, A New Challenge Begins

who is it? !

In a state of terror that felt like his heart had stopped, Kiritsugu Emiya holstered his gun and rolled backward, instantly creating distance while simultaneously aiming his gun at the person who had appeared behind him.

It was a familiar girl, but this time she wasn't wearing a strange dress, but rather an elegant printed kimono, standing there gracefully, her little hands still clutching the hem of her dress.

Looking at the wary Emiya Kiritsugu, Miyu tilted her head, somewhat puzzled.

Although she doesn't know if it's because of the Holy Grail's seal or because her memories are too distant, Miyu's impression of Kiritsugu Emiya is limited to "Onii-chan said Kiritsugu was his savior and role model." Since her brother said that, he must be a good person!

(Because Kiritsugu in Miyu's route died early, Miyu had no idea that Kiritsugu planned to use her as a tool...)

Kiritsugu recognized Miyu as the mysterious woman who had saved his life earlier. He coughed lightly and awkwardly put away his gun.

It wasn't out of gratitude, but because ordinary weapons couldn't penetrate the Servant's defenses.

His hand was already reaching for the necromancer magazine inside his pocket, but he remained outwardly calm and asked:

Why won't you let me fire?

“Onii-chan said that it was his prey,” Miyu obediently repeated. “So Kiritsugu doesn’t need to shoot; let my brother do it.”

Brother... Shirou, no, New Moon?

Kiritsugu Emiya realized something was amiss and quickly walked to the edge of the rooftop, looking towards the battlefield.

At the same time, Maiya's urgent report reached his ears:

"Master Sakugetsu has engaged in battle!"

With the black iron bow in hand, Shuoyue held her breath, drew the bow, nocked an arrow, and released the string.

Without hesitation, the arrow shot towards He, who was standing side by side.

"Ugh!" Completely unprepared for a sneak attack from behind, Diarmuid still managed to flip over and dodge in time.

But when you're focused on one person, you don't even have time to look back.

The arrow whistled past his nose, piercing his body and exploding.

In the smoke and cloud of the explosion, the black-armored knight was sent flying like a rag doll, rolling dozens of meters on the ground before collapsing backward, unable to even stand up.

"Are you insane, Master?!"

Now that the participants in the Holy Grail War were clear, Kenneth naturally knew what class the Servant summoned by the new moon was, but precisely because of this, his anger was all the more vehement and unbelievable:

"This is a golden opportunity to defeat this strongest class!"

“Yes, you’re right.” Shuoyue held up the black iron bow, her tone mocking.

"If we're lucky, we might be able to turn around and solve it all at once."

"Since you understand, it's not too late, as long as you're with me—"

“I refuse.” Shuoyue responded with a refreshing smile, interrupting Kenneth’s persuasion.

"One of my favorite things to do is say no to those guys who think they're so great!"

"You bastard... are you insulting me?!" After being rejected time and again, Kenneth was on the verge of exploding. His voice, which he had been masking with illusion magic, became distorted. "Are you insulting the monarch of the Clock Tower, insulting the leader of the El-Melloi faction?!"

"On the contrary, Kenneth, it is you who are insulting us!" Shuoyue's voice was even clearer and higher than Kenneth's. He drew his bow and nocked an arrow, the arrow pointing directly at the place where the magician was hiding.

"We, the heroic spirits, though we come from an era that will never have crossed paths, and though we may be mortal enemies, still possess the radiant glow of noble ideals—even if we are merely phantoms of people from the past, our bodies retain inviolable dignity and honor!"

"You, who have reached this point under the protection of your predecessors, how dare you defile this dignity!"

"Please don't say that, Your Excellency Shuoyue!"

Kenneth did not respond, but Diarmuid, holding a gun, took the initiative to stand in front of Shuoyue.

"Thank you for your kind words, sir, but please stop here." The handsome man lowered his eyes and said calmly, "If my lord is insulted, then as a knight, I will not turn a blind eye."

"Loyalty is also a virtue of knights."

Shuoyue smiled, not retracting the iron bow, but instead aiming the arrow at Diarmuid: "Then, to put it another way—I will protect you. If you want to fight, then defeat me first, Diarmuid, warrior of the Fiona Knights."

"I couldn't ask for more." This time, a joyful smile finally appeared on the handsome man's face.

If we were to fight against the new moon.

Then he did not disobey his lord's orders, nor did he need to suppress his own desires!

However, their battle was destined to end in failure—after being blasted away by arrows and falling to the ground, their figures gradually faded and disappeared like a mirage.

He retreated.

If Kenneth insists on going on offense, then he will face a two-on-one disadvantage.

Amidst the humiliation of wasting a Command Seal, a voice filled with gritted teeth echoed from the void, "Retreat. Tonight... that's it."

Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief and put down his spear.

"Thank you so much, Lord Shuoyue." Hearing this, she thanked him softly. Shuoyue, however, pursed her lips, seemingly dissatisfied that a fight hadn't broken out. Then, as if remembering something, she removed her spiritual armor and suddenly shouted:

"Hey, Lord El-Melloi I!"

"Your Excellency Shuoyue!" This persistent attitude surprised me.

"What else?!" Kenneth's tone was full of impatience, but Shuoyue's next words made him change his mind.

"Your workshop is at the Hyatt Hotel, isn't it?" Shuoyue suppressed her murderous aura and gradually exuded an aura of magic. "Then, as a magician, I will visit there tonight to discuss the mysteries of magic with you."

This is a declaration of war by a magician against another magician.

The disappointment of the night vanished completely, and Kenneth responded to Shuoyue's challenge with a proud and reserved laugh:

"Alright, I don't dislike capable people, let alone polite magicians. Although it was a bit of a shame you rejected my request earlier—I won't run away or hide, so let me see what you're capable of. I'm off."

She once again expressed her gratitude to Shuoyue with her eyes, and then nodded back. The knight, who looked like a young girl, also nodded in return.