Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

In this respect, the third law is really useful!

While her mind was racing with ideas that would drive any magician in history crazy, Atalanta slowly woke up. What came into view was a bright and energetic new moon, who seemed to recall the crazy hours that had passed. A charming blush flashed across her pretty face. She looked at the sky and immediately got angry. She jumped up, but as soon as she regained her footing, she stumbled again.

painful.

"Be careful." The music stopped, and Shuoyue pulled Atalanta's slender waist into her arms. With a little effort, Atalanta sat on Shuoyue's lap again. Under the young man's amused gaze, Atalanta blushed and gently patted Shuoyue's chest.

"It's all your fault!"

"There's no way around it, I couldn't help myself. After all, she was the most beautiful huntress in Greece, who wouldn't want to kiss her?"

"Lady Artemis is..."

“She is a goddess. Too much divinity makes her lose her spirituality. She cannot be described as beautiful.” Shuoyue interrupted Atalanta, noticing her somewhat worried expression. She smiled and gently stroked Atalanta’s long hair. “The encounters, trials and growth of the past have ultimately shaped you into who you are today. Everything happened naturally. There is no need to worry about anything. I believe the Moon Goddess will be very happy that her believer has found true love.”

That's the truth. At least in your Moon's worldview, a Moon God who's obsessed with Orion's love wouldn't care that Tamamo broke her so-called vow. She might even find Tamamo's love story fascinating.

Atalanta was secretly pleased by Shuoyue's understanding words. She narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, her beast ears twitching, and planted a loving kiss on Shuoyue's face.

"Yes, that must be it."

What she liked most about Shuoyue was this place; the young man always seemed to understand her true feelings and give her the support she needed most.

However, being clingy and affectionate was never Atalanta's style. After a brief moment of tenderness, she jumped out of Shuoyue's embrace, stretched lazily in the sunset, and let out a languid groan.

"Hmm... It's getting late, let's hurry back, I don't want others to misunderstand."

“What’s there to misunderstand? Love between a man and a woman is a very normal thing.” Shuoyue stood up and stood next to her, then suddenly said, “Do you know, Atalanta, we are destined to be on opposite sides in the future.”

Atalanta's purpose is to protect the children, and since the new moon is said to be in opposition, it means destruction.

Aside from Shakespeare, this was the second time Shuoyue had frankly revealed her dangerous intentions. To Shuoyue's surprise, Atalanta didn't even turn her head; she even wagged her tail slightly, seemingly in a good mood.

"I understand."

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Seemingly noticing Shuoyue's surprise, Atalanta finally turned around and smiled brightly at him: "I'm not a fool. You'll understand once you think about the combination we encountered in Sighishwara."

At first, when she and Joan of Arc saw that Shuoyue looked pained, they thought he had been captured by Liudao Lingxia and King Arthur. But it turned out that they were in cahoots. In that case, Shuoyue's move to the Black Faction and Lingxia's defection to the Red Faction were just a ruse.

Atalanta knew Shuoyue's character very well. If he had a reason for cooperating with the enemy, he would definitely say it openly and honestly, leaving no room for misunderstanding—yes, just like now, even at the risk of making her angry again, he wanted Atalanta to know his wishes.

Since there's still no explanation, they can only be in cahoots.

Surely no one would actually believe there's some secret or accident involved?

"Don't worry about me, just do it, my love." Standing with her hands behind her back in front of Shuoyue, the setting sun outlining her hazy and beautiful silhouette, Miss Hunter smiled radiantly, "I believe in your soul, it must have a gentle and kind undertone, and such a person will not go astray."

Shuoyue remained silent, while Atalanta, seemingly still unsatisfied, leaned closer, resting her chin on Shuoyue's shoulder, gently biting her earlobe with her pearly teeth, and exhaling a sweet and seductive breath:

"Besides, wasn't it just proven that you are my greatest enemy?"

Atalanta's eyes sparkled with a spring-like allure. Despite her shame, she spoke in a barely audible voice, "I am the princess of Arcadia, a hunter renowned for my swift steed, a heroine who vanquished the Calydon Boar. Even when wounded and exhausted, I never begged for mercy. The only one who could render me powerless, leaving me only to cry and beg for mercy... is you."

New Moon

Form is emptiness, emptiness is form... An assassin must have style, composure, absolute composure. Time is running out; he absolutely cannot be a tyrant...

Feeling the young man's body temperature suddenly rise, Atalanta chuckled, like a gentle breeze, and by the time Shuoyue turned around, her figure was already far away.

"I'll be waiting for you in the final battle, Shuoyue, and don't forget me..."

Only at the very end did Atalanta slightly reveal the loneliness in her heart, but when the new moon wanted to speak, she had already disappeared.

"Beep beep beep beep—" The communication device rang urgently. Shuoyue suppressed the restlessness in her heart, took a deep breath, and connected the call.

"New Moon, is it New Moon?" Fiore's voice rang out, getting straight to the point. "Something's happened. Kurenai, the Servant of Lion's Claw, has gone missing in Sighshwala. Are you nearby? If possible, could I ask for your help?"

Red, Mordred?

Shuoyue squinted, seemingly lost in thought.

This is not a trap. Given such a special relationship, Atalanta would only make preparations in silence and would never tell anyone. Joan of Arc probably wouldn't realize it so quickly either. Therefore, Mordred is probably really missing.

As for the reason for the disappearance, Shuoyue already had a vague answer.

If, after resolving Little Jack's matter, Liu Daolingxia remained in Sighishwara...

So that's how it is. So Artoria finally took that step?

The assassin smiled, but quickly realized something, forcibly wiping away the smile and frowning.

The platinum-white light in his soul had dimmed by this afternoon, probably because the little red dragon wouldn't let his true form watch the live sex show and forcibly dragged him away.

But if the influence of the original body disappears, why would I still act so...weak?

In a sense, the new moon that descends as a class is just like the android Sieg who develops consciousness on his own. Both are 'infants' less than a month old. Even if they have the memories of their original form, they are just fleeting glimpses like watching a movie.

Who can say that one's innate personality won't be gradually changed through life experiences?

No, I am, not Shuoyue's assassin.

Talking to himself, the young man's eyes turned rainbow blue as he looked up at the sky.

The Holy Grail War is approaching its final battle. He can foresee his possible future and the scenarios he least wants to encounter. Even so, for the sake of redemption in another world, he will not change his decision.

Some things, once taken, can never be turned back.

“After all, there’s no going back in life…” Lan Zhi, Shuo Yue, sighed softly, and also took a step, leaving behind the brief joy, and rushed towards Sighishwara. But what he didn’t know was that deep in his soul, the young man at the other end of a distant time and space was comforting the agitated Draco while having a strange expression on his face.

"No, if this were your world, there might actually be a way to undo regrets—and you're already unconsciously preparing for it."

Chapter 518 features a scene that shocked everyone.

……

"Why not just have a big fight and let out all your pent-up anger?"

When this disastrous ruling was uttered, the intensity of the ordinary couple's quarrel suddenly escalated to a new level. When Shuoyue arrived, what she saw was a chaotic battle.

The two ordinary people, neither magicians nor Heroic Spirits, started by splashing each other with water from the fountain, which escalated into a fight. The wife ultimately won by delivering a powerful Rising Dragon Punch to her husband's chin… Although the couple did thank Astolfo and then went home laughing and embracing, the sacrifices they made to achieve this outcome were immense.

The coffee shop window was smashed, Lion's clothes were soaked from being splashed with water, the overturned table was broken, and the plate of food on it hit Sieg directly on the head, and the unfinished spaghetti sauce on the plate smeared Jeanne's face.

Astolfo steadily held another plate of spaghetti, and was about to put it back when he saw Shuoyue push the door open and enter. Her eyes darted around, and while he was still stunned by the sight before him, she suddenly threw the plate at him.

"You're truly a walking natural disaster, Astolfo." Sighing, Sakuyue deftly caught the plate and walked step by step towards Astolfo. "Red is a first-rate Servant; if even she's missing, shouldn't the Black Faction have sent more elites? Why are only you and... Jeanne d'Arc here?"

"Haha, you're still here." Seeing that Shuoyue had no intention of making a move, Afu finally straightened his head, which was almost leaning against Sieg's chest, and said with a smile, "Besides, Achilles, Karna and Atalanta have disappeared for some reason, and Chiron is busy guarding the fortress and can't get away. The only ones who can move are us."

"I was so stupid, I shouldn't have brought you out." Joan rubbed her cheeks vigorously, the sticky feeling making her nauseous. "With you here, the chances of getting into trouble almost double. Do you think basking in the sunlight will worsen your mental illness symptoms?"

Even the arbitrator himself said so, so one can only imagine the unexpected events they had experienced along the way. Yet, instead of feeling remorse, Afu proudly puffed out her chest:

"Of course! After all, I'm a renowned adventurer, and plenty of sunshine only makes me more excited! Besides, trouble is fun, and I really like humans!"

Indeed, Paladin Astolfo probably really likes humans; just seeing ordinary people walking on the street makes him smile happily.

"Why do you like humans so much?" Sieg asked in a low voice.

"Hmm—I don't know either. How about we ask the other way around: why can you even hate someone?"

Hearing him say that, Zig didn't know how to answer. Afu was looking at people with a smile on his face, who were neither righteous nor evil, but just some very ordinary people.

There was neither good intention nor malice; it was merely a set prop—though it's not the best way to put it, it was indeed just that level of existence for Qige, and even for Shuoyue and some other heroic spirits.

"Indeed, just like props in a set. Some people will definitely spend their lives in circumstances where they have no connection with us. They will do bad things and good things, and it's their own choice which way they go. But if I were involved, maybe something would change, and that's the most interesting part!"

Laughing heartily, Astolfo waved his arms and shouted excitedly:

"The thugs I encounter at night might be inspired to become decent people again after I give them a good beating! The couple who were arguing just now had a baby, and that child might discover something amazing! And maybe nothing will even change! Hmm, that's why I like humans, and I like the possibilities contained in 'maybe'!"

He twirled and danced around in the coffee shop. Seeing his joyful appearance, the other customers turned away with a mixture of annoyance and a smile, continuing with their own business. In the shadows of the coffee shop, two men exchanged a glance and twitched their lips.

"It's too dazzling. This stupid guy, who's like the sun, is blinding me."

I feel the same way; even wearing sunglasses is unbearable.

"Madam?" The shopkeeper approached Astolfo, spreading his hands helplessly. "Excuse me, who should pay for the losses suffered by my little shop?"

Astolfo's cheerful expression vanished. No matter how rational he was, he knew the saying that even a hero can be brought down by a penny.

"Um... could you make it cheaper?"

"Madam, not calling the police is already the greatest act of leniency I can show."

"Huh? Ah! Please, please don't call the police! I'm so sorry! Master? Master?!"

Looking back, Afu was horrified to find that everyone except him had already left the store, chatting and laughing as they walked away from someone in the store.

"Go change your clothes first, then let me know what happened."

"learn."

After everyone had gone far away, Afu was stunned for a long time before he realized the truth of being abandoned by Bai, and he couldn't help but scream.

"How could this be?!"

That sight was truly heartbreaking... a cause for celebration.

Aside from Afu, who was washing dishes with tears in his eyes and single-handedly taking over the jobs of more than a dozen helpers, Shuoyue also learned what had happened.

"So, when you were reporting the situation to Waver... El-Melloi II at noon, you kicked her out because it was too noisy. After the communication ended, you even started making your Mystic Code. When it was time for dinner, you found she hadn't returned, and then you couldn't contact her at all?"

"In terms of the process, that's how it is," Lion's Robbery Jie Li admitted, head drooping.

In fact, he had concealed something else. If it were just communicating with El-Melloi, there would be no need to avoid Mordred. However, he was going to create a special Mystic Code to deal with Black Semiramis. The specimen he obtained from Belfebon was too dangerous and he couldn't afford to be distracted. That's why he used an excuse to kick Mordred out.

After completing the Mystic Code, Shishigake discovered that he could not contact Mordred, and even the thoughts transmitted through the causal thread went unanswered.

“There’s still red information on the aura disc; she hasn’t left Sighishwara,” Joan of Arc said.

“If it were a conflict between Servants, Sighshwala wouldn’t be so quiet,” Sieg said, puzzled. “Only Servants should be able to interfere with the causal chain. Since Uncle Lion’s contract hasn’t been broken, what exactly caused Mordred to go missing?”

Uncle... Lion's Robbery couldn't care less about being depressed anymore. Strangely enough, even though he had only spent a few days with Mordred, their relationship was far better than any of the 'friends' Lion's Robbery had ever met in all his years of life.

Now that Xiao Mo has disappeared, he appears calm on the surface, but in reality he is extremely anxious and is practically begging for help.

“From a magical perspective, causal lines are not something that can be easily severed. I think it's probably Red who made the move! Red is currently outnumbered and isolated. Even if they take Black, it won't help. They might want to cut Red off before the final battle... or even take it away!”

“Um, is it possible he went out to play…” Astolfo suddenly appeared and actively participated in the conversation, but everyone glanced at him with a kind of disdain that seemed to think he was superior in intelligence.

"What, what's wrong?"

Zieg sighed and said, "You're thinking too simply. Tomorrow is the decisive battle. I don't think the Red Cross is that reckless. At this critical juncture, we should consider the worst-case scenario, such as being captured, encountering an accident, or even dying..."