Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

If the person standing in front of Shuoyue were an ordinary child, then her logic would be flawless. However, Jack the Ripper was originally an evil spirit without normal thinking. It is already remarkable that his mind has grown to this point after the exorcism of his resentment.

Thinking this, the young man smiled faintly. He squatted down and pinched Little Jack's cheek, his voice gentle:

"Little Jack is great. You must take good care of your mother while I'm away."

“Hmm!” Little Jack didn’t notice the problem in Shuo Yue’s words. She nodded seriously, so Shuo Yue stood up and looked at Liu Daolingxia, who had been waiting quietly to the side.

The woman was still wearing a green dress, her long brown hair was smooth, and her figure was graceful. The Holy Grail War of the past few days had not changed anything, except that her face was pale, and she looked even more delicate and pitiful.

In the illusion of London, she kept accepting vengeful spirits in order to find Little Jack as soon as possible, which eventually led to the damage of the Black Magician card that Sakugetsu gave her, and even some physical damage. Of course, Sakugetsu would not blame Rokudou Reika for this. He was just curious that Red Semiramis and Amakusa Shiro Tokisada were not blind people. How could they not react to such an obvious flaw?

Or perhaps... they are also waiting, waiting for someone to come and explain.

Random betrayals, untenable defections, the stealing of Servants' bizarre powers, a deceitful dark magician, and a mysterious shadow lurking in the war.

If both sides have a premonition of a certain fact and take precautions, then the so-called decisive battle loses its meaning. If the entity lurking in the shadows remains indifferent in the end, then the person who manipulates everything becomes a coward and a huge joke.

"Let's go, it's our turn to play our cards." Standing up, Shuoyue and Lingxia walked out of the room together. Outside the door, Artoria seemed not to have expected them to come out so early, and hurriedly put away the items in her hands, but it was too late. Shuoyue had already seen what she was holding.

It was a set of short-sleeved shirts and hot pants that had been deliberately shortened and made of very little fabric.

In the eerie silence, Artoria's face flushed with excitement, and she hurriedly denied it: "No, I didn't buy it. It was a gift that Mordred sold to me. I mean, she gave it to me when she didn't know my identity!"

"Ahem, that's good." Shuoyue coughed lightly, brushing away some inappropriate thoughts from his mind. Liudao Lingxia, who had been silently watching him, suddenly laughed.

"I feel like Mr. Shuoyue has changed a lot."

Recalling the cold and ruthless assassin from back then, both Rokudou Reika and Artoria felt as if they were in another world.

"With the two of you and that guy around, it's impossible to be serious even if I wanted to." Shuoyue's eyes flickered slightly, but her tone remained calm. "I never thought that a person could be changed in just a few days. Human nature is truly a strange thing."

Actually, your true nature has never changed, Shuoyueqing...

Artoria thought to herself that, while chatting idly, the three of them soon arrived at the end of the corridor. At the entrance, the lavishly dressed literary giant and the dragon slayer from the Netherlands were already waiting.

"I never imagined that even someone like me would have to join in."

“This is a formal negotiation, Shakespeare, so naturally we need to show our true strengths.” Facing everyone except Lingxia and Daimao, Shuoyue regained her concise and capable demeanor. “Of course, we still have cards in our hand, and the Reds have no secrets from me.”

"In other words, you are the dominant force in these negotiations, the great and secretive king of the Blue Team! Ah, 'You already have two feet in a pool of blood, so let the blood of the murderers drown your knees!'"

"Then I accept your kind words." Shuoyue nodded indifferently and pushed open the door to the royal chamber.

The stars were pale, and the top of the courtyard reflected the sky and water, creating a dreamlike scene. On the towering throne, the Empress in a black dress sat upright, with Amakusa standing beside her. Their shadows clung to each other, and in front of Sakugetsu, Rokudou Reika, Artoria, Siegfried, and Shakespeare, they looked frail and helpless.

"So it really is you, the messenger from the Clock Tower, Mr. Shuoyue."

Just as Shuoyue had thought, the moment Liudao Lingxia lost her magician abilities, the Empress noticed her abnormality and overturned the idea that Liudao Lingxia was the mastermind.

After all, it's almost impossible for an ordinary person to even get involved in the mystical world, so how could they possibly be secretly orchestrating this Holy Grail War?

Moreover, Karna's visit, the truth about the Master's death, Shakespeare's betrayal... all of this reminds Amakusa that the existence of the mastermind behind the scenes is not unfounded. Furthermore, he can even sneak into the courtyard and secretly form an alliance with Shakespeare, who never leaves his house.

Karna and Achilles have returned, and they will surely bring this news to the Black Faction. With Chiron around, it won't be long before they discover the anomaly.

Out of tacit understanding with their enemy, Amakusa and the Empress did not alert the enemy, but closely tracked the every move of Rokudou Reika, hoping to find the real culprit who killed the Master and stir up the mastermind behind this Holy Grail War.

But they were too late.

With the advantage of foresight, Shuoyue has already gathered a large number of followers. The blue faction has long since passed the period of dormancy and only needs a gust of wind to take flight like a roc.

Moreover, tomorrow is the decisive battle. Even if Amakusa is still kept in the dark, Sakugetsu will take the initiative to step forward and advance his plan.

"I should have realized it sooner. The only one capable of communicating with Shakespeare, and with the most suspicious whereabouts, is you, who hails from the Clock Tower."

Faced with five people who were both heroes and enemies, Amakusa put away his smile and sighed softly, while the Empress gripped the armrest of the throne tightly, her fingertips turning white.

The scenario that a king fears and hates most is probably the coup d'état before him. If he is not careful, it could turn into a desperate situation of assassination.

"So, you've come here in such great force, are you seeking a win-win situation, or are you plotting to wage war against me?"

Ignoring the Empress's chilling killing intent, Shuoyue stepped forward as a representative and spoke:

"Naturally, I would seek cooperation. Although I have the power to overthrow you, if I fail to wipe you out completely, causing the Black and Red factions to unite, or even destroying the Greater Grail, even I would find it quite troublesome."

"You actually took the initiative to reveal your own shortcomings...?"

The Empress was taken aback. Shuoyue's actions were undoubtedly a sign of weakness, but he had already led his troops into the royal chambers. Wasn't this all unnecessary?

Suddenly, cold sweat soaked her back. Semiramis realized that there was another possibility for what Shuoyue had done.

That is to express sincerity, or rather, pity.

The situation is now quite clear. With the Blue Team now in the open, the Red Team is left with only her, Amakusa, and this courtyard. Shakespeare has already defected, Avisbro and Siegfried were both brought by Rokudou Reika, and Artoria has always been loyal to Rokudou Reika...

This is why the suspicious Empress always tolerated the freedom of Rokudou Reika. After the Master's death, the Red Faction lost a large number of Servants. Even though it was later found that the Master's death was unrelated to the Red Faction, they still imprisoned and controlled these Masters. Therefore, Achilles and Karna still refused to return.

If it weren't for Liu Daolingxia's defection at that time, even if Semiramis split himself up and used as three people, he wouldn't have been able to stop the Black side's fierce attack.

The current situation is similar. The Blue team's strength can easily overwhelm them. The Red team's current advantage is nothing more than the Sky Garden as their home ground and the forbidden move that can destroy the Greater Grail at any time and take everyone down with them.

Because he held the nuclear detonation button and still had some ability to resist, Shuoyue chose a safer path, namely cooperation. His act of deliberately exposing his weaknesses was to tell Semiramis that they had no other choice.

I know all your methods of resistance. Do you think I will take targeted defensive measures?

Overwhelmed by superior strength and intelligence, Semiramis froze on his throne, drenched in cold sweat, while Amakusa, who had remained silent until now, sighed and spoke first:

"Even so, what is the basis for our cooperation, New Moon? What benefits will the Red side gain?"

The intention to compromise was already quite clear… A hint of a smile flashed in Shuoyue's eyes. He didn't see Shakespeare's triumphant smile, but continued to act as the persuader:

"That's because our goal is to save the world, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada."

"What did you say?!"

Amakusa asked in surprise, but Sakugetsu just shrugged and the next moment, platinum light stole his vision and mind.

The flickering, flame-like light of the Holy Spirit, though only a wisp, illuminated the deep darkness and lit up the young priest's eyes.

That was a projection of the soul, a manifestation of eternity, the miracle that Amakusa had pursued until now, his obsession and sorrowful vow of the past sixty years—

"The Third Magic: Soul Materialization..."

Faced with Amakusa's dreamlike voice, Sakugetsu nodded slightly.

"Yes, that's exactly what you've been looking for."

(The last part is a slang term for a person who is overdrinking.)

It's 11:44 PM. I struggled to get out of bed, which reeks of alcohol, and onto my best friend's lap to type this.

My good friend got married today. I was a groomsman in the morning, drank the wedding wine at noon, played pranks on the newlyweds in the afternoon, and got drunk again in the evening. I finally understand that Moutai is not something ordinary people can afford; my liver can't handle it.

At this time, in this state, don't expect me to be able to produce a chapter with a burst of inspiration. Speaking of which, even with half the updates, I still haven't managed to build up a backlog of chapters? This is truly a strange problem...

In conclusion, bye-bye (falling over) —

Chapter 525 The Oppressive Force of the Assassin Shuoyue

Shuoyue left, and the Empress leaned back on her throne, turning to look at Amakusa, who was deep in thought with furrowed brows.

"Hey, you just agreed to Shuoyue's alliance request so easily?"

After the new moon revealed the third magic, Amakusa nodded in agreement to cooperate almost without much hesitation—the third magic did indeed have such power, but in Semiramis's opinion, Amakusa should not be blinded by it.

Faced with the Empress's subtle concern, the young priest chuckled and instead said:

"Don't be fooled. Since Shuoyue has chosen to reveal her hand, the Holy Grail War has become a three-way battle. This should be our chance to win against the odds, especially since the Blue and Black factions are evenly matched."

"Evenly matched? But what about Achilles and Karna..."

“Indeed, the Black side has the advantage in numbers, but don’t forget that their Masters are all dead, and Karna has lost his immortality. How much power can they exert, since they can only continue to live by relying on spiritual veins?” Amakusa analyzed. “On the other hand, the Blue side currently has Arthur, the King of Britain, Siegfried, the Dragon Slayer of the Netherlands, Avisbro, the creator of Kabbalah magic, the mysterious Servant who killed the Master, and… New Moon.”

Amakusa didn't add any prefix to the name "Shuoyue" (朔月), but the name itself was an undeniable threat in this Holy Grail War.

He killed Frankenstein, Flanders III and Danik, the patriarch of the Yggdrasil, killed the Master, stole the Holy Grail, threw the Reds into chaos, and is now plotting a famous and secret conspiracy against the Blacks.

If it weren't for Shuoyue's fear of the Judge or some other reason, which finally led her to step onto the stage, both Black and Red would likely have remained in the dark until their deaths. Such an enemy... is truly terrifying.

After a pause, Amakusa continued, "Moreover, Sakugetsu shares the same goal as me, which is precisely why I chose to cooperate with him."

"Have you ever considered that this is just that guy's nonsense, a trap set to deceive you?"

“No, no way.” The white-haired priest, the saint of the Far East, laughed from the bottom of his heart when he thought of the young man’s eyes back then. “That must have been Shuoyue’s true feelings. I believed him so much—just as I believed in my own path.”

The memory from not long ago is still vivid: the young man who held up the miracle looked at Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, who was hailed as the 'Child of Miracles,' and spoke with such candor.

【Our goals are the same, Amakusa. You joined this war for the salvation of all humanity, to elevate mankind to an eternal height; as for me, I also chose to stand here for the salvation of the world—it makes no difference who wields the Holy Grail between us. Regardless, I will record the data of this feat.】

[If you don't believe me, that's fine too, but compared to our grand ambition, the Black faction's desire to seize the Holy Grail seems incongruous, doesn't it? Why don't we cooperate to exclude them, and then consider our own struggle?]

To be fair, the conditions proposed by Shuoyue, as the stronger party, were far too generous. As long as Amakusa agreed, he could receive the Blue Party's help for free, without having to pay any price.

However, driven by the clergy's obsession, or perhaps a subtle competitive mentality, Amakusa asked a question:

So, what exactly does your ideal world look like?

If Shuoyue had been prepared, he would have spoken at length about his wishes. Even if caught off guard, he could have used his cunning to come up with a seemingly plausible ideal and fool the situation.

But the young man remained silent, and after a long while, Amakusa finally heard his voice.

If the great source of a world has dried up, then could the Holy Grail and the monarchy on the moon...? No, it doesn't matter.

—Even though it was a vague and evasive answer, Amakusa Shiro was certain at that moment that Sakugetsu had not lied to him.

Only heroes who truly want to save the world and achieve human salvation will hesitate and waver repeatedly at the most critical moments, fearing that their mistakes will cause all of humanity to suffer losses.

"That's good. I agree, Shuoyue. Let's fight side by side. In the very last moment... could you please reveal your true name?"

[Heh, then I'll tell you. My faction is Rainbow Blue, and my class is Assassin. My real name is Shuoyue. Thank you for the Red Team's assistance. Please allow me to take my leave now.]

As the recollection ended, the Empress looked at Amakusa's relaxed face and said with a wry smile, "I really didn't expect to see two absurd madmen at the same time in a Holy Grail War."

“Yes, to you, he and I are both incomprehensible beings, right?” Amakusa blinked and suddenly said, “By the way, you gave the communication spell to Karna, right? Perfect, help me contact the Black Faction.”

"???" Semiramis exclaimed in surprise as she began to cast her spell. "Didn't you decide to ally with Shuoyue... and Lanfang? Trying to have your cake and eat it too in front of that forest sage will only lead to a terrible loss."

"It's not an alliance, it's just exchanging intelligence with members who used to belong to the Red Team."

"Exchange of information?"

"Yes, I want to learn more about the existence of the new moon before the final battle." Amakusa nodded without changing his expression, sensing the warning in his mind.

Few people know that Amakusa, as a saint from the Far East and a hero who descended as a judge, also possesses a unique skill called 'Revelation,' and like Joan of Arc, he is ranked A-rank.