Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

His arrogant and ignorant nature angered the gods, and he perished as a divine punishment.

The King of Heroes still can't forget the way he died with tears in his eyes.

The King of Heroes asked him why he was crying, "Do you only regret standing on my side now?"

He replied that it wasn't like that.

"After I die, who will understand you? Who will walk with you? My dearest friend... the thought of you being all alone from now on brings tears to my eyes..."

Watching him take his last breath, the self-centered king finally understood that the man, though born as a human, sought a way of life that surpassed all the riches in the king's treasury, a way of living that was more noble and sublime than any wealth in the king's treasury.

"He is also a fool who reaches out to things that are not within the bounds of human nature..." Before the King's Feast had even begun, Gilgamesh, though unaware of the wish, could still discern an almost obsessive and tragic desire within that light.

Recalling his only close friend, the King of Heroes felt somewhat disheartened. He took one last look at the remaining wave of the attack, then lazily opened the Gate of Babylon, intending to retract his defensive Noble Phantasm.

But as the light of the Sword of Excalibur faded, two iron pillars stained with red patterns suddenly flew out from nowhere, along with the divine lightning struck by the King of Conquerors, breaking through Vimaya's defenses and knocking the airship down!

Chapter 119 The Mysterious Shadow in the Forest

The Radiant Ship cried out in anguish as it fell from the sky like a broken wing.

Amid the weightlessness of the rapid fall, Tokiomi Tohsaka used magic to stabilize his body, trying his best to maintain elegance even as his clothes were blown around. However, as he got closer and closer to the ground, Tokiomi could no longer hide the panic on his face.

"King! King Gilgamesh!"

With a sneer, Gilgamesh, who had remained seated on his throne, finally awoke from his reverie. He raised his hand, and 'Vimaya' seemed to be grasped by a giant hand, ending its fall. Immediately afterward, the divine bull, transformed into a stream of green-gold light, approached him at an unprecedented speed, facing him.

"Oh, so you're finally going to fly at full speed, King of Heroes!" Iskandar showed no shame in kicking someone when they're down, and instead laughed heartily as he confronted Gilgamesh.

"I'm tired of this game." Ignoring his provocation, he continued, "I don't intend to investigate where those two iron pillars came from. Your attack did indeed hit Vimalakirti—in that case, I'll concede this insignificant victory."

"You may continue to put on this farcical show of contention in my courtyard!"

Amid Gilgamesh's arrogant laughter, Vimaya's speed surged once more, instantly surpassing the Divine Wheel and hurtling towards the finish line.

"You lost, so what? You're still as arrogant as ever." Iskandar wasn't fooled by Gilgamesh's words at all. He scratched his chin and then yanked the reins hard.

"In that case, the sky shall be mine to rule. Ride, bull!"

"Moo~~~!" The roar of the Thunder Bull had just begun when it turned into a mournful wail. At the same time, the speed of the Divine Wheels decreased sharply, and the powerful inertia caused Weber to tumble forward, almost flying out of the vehicle.

"Whoa!" At the last second, Webber grabbed the outstretched hand, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed a bleeding wound on the bull's leg on the left.

"Look over there!"

"Oh?" Iskandar looked closely and saw the iconic diamond-shaped space unfold, with an arm extending out, holding a bright yellow magic spear.

The 'Destroying Yellow Rose' has the effect of hindering the recovery of injuries.

Without a doubt, it was this demonic spear that had just wounded the Flying Hoof Thunder Ox, preventing the Divine Wheels from running at full speed.

And the owner of this demonic spear is none other than—

"New Moon!" Weber exclaimed in unison, and the arm, having heard their shouts, waved to them as if to greet them. The tip of the spear, which almost grazed the bull, made Iskandar's heart pound with fear.

"Magic that can interfere with space is practically cheating... Hey, stop moving! I surrender, I surrender, okay!"

After hearing Iskandar admit defeat, Shuoyue shook her arm up and down with satisfaction, as if nodding, before retracting her arm and closing the rhombus-shaped space.

However, the giant bull, with its injured leg, cried out in pain, showing no inclination to heal its wound.

"This guy..." he muttered, then said helplessly, "Kid, it seems we can only take it one step at a time."

So the divine wheel set off again, but its speed was really not impressive, and it would probably take some effort to reach its destination.

After dealing with the two flying Servants, Shuoyue looked at the silver sedan in front of her, licked her lips, and lowered her body.

What's the point of a car race if you're flying around in the air? It's definitely more exciting to be chasing each other on the road!

"Miyu, hold me tight!"

As the new moon turned the handlebars, the Kawasaki, more than 20 years ahead of its time, unleashed its massive 310 horsepower. The tilted carbon fiber winglets smoothed the airflow around the wingtips, and the centrifugal supercharger inside the engine brought up to 2.4 times the atmospheric pressure, propelling the silver-green motorcycle into a phantom as it chased after the speeding vehicle ahead.

After a stylish yet delicate cornering maneuver, Shuoyue's motorcycle caught up with Irisviel's sedan. Due to the extreme performance difference, once a Mercedes is caught up, it means it will be overtaken.

However, Irisviel was not in a hurry, because this time it was different from the race car in the Einzbern Forest—the blonde hair was standing on the roof of the car, blocking the uninvited guests behind her!

"Watch out, Shuoyue!" he shouted, swinging his holy sword. The Wind King's Barrier was released, and a raging storm instantly covered the entire road.

To move forward, we must pass through this wind field, which is crisscrossed with sharp blades!

But for Shuoyue, he had a second option!

! ”

So, on one side of the road, a dense cluster of iron swarmed up, forming a small slope of about thirty degrees, and the white-haired, golden-eyed youth suddenly changed direction and rushed up the slope.

"Miyu!"

"Roger! Fire!"

It wasn't aimed directly at the motorcycle, but rather fired towards the back of the motorcycle. The reaction force from the release of the magic further propelled the Kawasaki H2R, pushing the already launched motorcycle high into the air.

The Wind King's barrier was broken; he raised an eyebrow, and the holy sword in his hand was already poised to strike.

"So what if you manage to fly over? You'll still have to come down no matter what!"

"That's hard to say, Artoria!" Shuoyue's laughter echoed under the night sky. Then, she watched helplessly as the silver-green motorcycle turned into a bullet, went straight up the slope, and jumped onto the wall of the roadside building!

"What!" Looking at the silver-green motorcycle speeding along the wall, he gritted his teeth and finally reluctantly put down the holy sword.

"Irisviel, accelerate!"

"This is already the fastest speed possible!"

On the motorcycle, hurtling at a 90° angle to the ground, Sakuyue watched the surrounding night scenery rush past like shooting stars, and heard Miyu's thrilling screams behind her. She couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Wuhu, I've wanted to do this for a long time! Hahahaha..."

The silver-green motorcycle sped away violently, quickly overtaking the Mercedes. As it landed on the building wall, Shuoyue blew a kiss at it, then laughed and took the lead, disappearing from the sight of the waiting passengers.

“New Moon…” Irisviel watched the silvery-green light flash and disappear, feeling both annoyed and amused.

The one on the roof pursed his lips, glaring discontentedly in the direction where the new moon had disappeared.

"That lewd guy!"

Thanks to Shuoyue's superb driving skills, they quickly completed the last part of the national highway and rushed into the forest.

"Phew, that feels good." Slowing down slightly, Shuoyue glanced at Meiyou's flushed face, smiled, and was about to say something when her expression suddenly hardened.

That is……!

"Screech—!" With a sudden stop, dirt flew everywhere. Before the motorcycle had come to a complete stop, the young man in white robes and red clothes had already jumped off. The motorcycle behind him quickly disappeared, and Shuoyue, now manifesting in his spirit clothes, didn't look back, rushing towards the place he had just caught a glimpse of.

"Follow me, Miyu!"

As the young man walked through the dark forest, he frowned, his expression unusually serious.

The sight seen by the 'Thousand-Mile Eye' could not be wrong. What he had just seen was a humanoid creature made of purplish-black crystals hidden in the forest. Although only its outline was visible, the iconic double-edged weapon and the fluttering robes undoubtedly revealed the identity of its owner.

Moreover, how could Shuoyue not recognize a part of her own power...?

“Red A? No, a Shadow Servant?” Tracing the trail of the mysterious being, Shuoyue’s golden eyes flashed as she sensed a strong sense of incongruity.

This is the Fourth Holy Grail War; how could such a being appear without any reason?

"Miyu, be careful and stay behind me!"

"I am the one, brother!"

As the two disappeared into the forest, a silver Mercedes flashed past on the original road, and the two groups thus missed each other.

The person watching everything from above gave a cold laugh, his robes fluttering, and like a great bird spreading its wings, he silently flew towards the Einzbern Castle.

Yesterday I got BB and Sanzang, and today I got the Stone Statue God... To be honest, I'm a little nervous. I hope I don't fail my exam...

Chapter 120 Shadow Followers and the Royal Banquet

"Boom!" The arrow, burning with magic, struck and exploded, the dazzling flames dyeing half the sky red.

The branches, entangled by the raging flames, creaked under the weight of the fire. Amidst the intense flames, a figure in white robes and red clothes released the iron bow, a sinister smile spreading across his lips.

"Found you, you scum..."

The iron bow was discarded, and a blood-red demonic spear appeared in his hand. The youth raised the spear and, as if it had eyes, thrust it backward, piercing the chest of a purplish-black figure. With a crisp sound like crystal shattering, the figure wielding two swords was sent flying and crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

However, there was no joy in the young man's eyes. His golden eyes were fixed intently on the faceless, crystalline humanoid figure that was slowly rising from the pit.

"The exorcising red rose had no effect. This is not a simple spirit, nor is it shrouded in black mist like in FGO, obscuring its appearance. In other words, it is not a Shadow Servant..."

A weapon that looked more like a microphone than a spear came crashing down. Shuoyue dodged the attack by sidestepping it and looked at the newly appeared purplish-black shadow, her doubts deepening.

"Elizabeth Bathory, what's that dragon lady doing here?"

The crimson rose curled back and thrust forward. In just five rounds, the spear technique inherited from Diarmuid broke through the Shadow Dragon Maiden's defense. The young man let out a light shout and nimbly rushed into the Dragon Maiden's arms. His right palm struck straight out, sending the Dragon Maiden of unknown origin flying into the air. His left hand, which was already prepared, grabbed her tail, twisted his body, and swung his arm to smash her!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Crack!"

The chilling sound of the collision echoed throughout the forest. The Shadow Dragon Girl, who had been brutally attacked by the meteor hammer, stopped convulsing after only a few struggles. Her entire body shattered like broken glass and disappeared into spiritual particles.

"His overall strength is a notch weaker than that of a Servant, but this is consistent with the Shadow Servant..." Judging the enemy's condition by different moves, the diamond-shaped space opened, and the pitch-black spiral arrow entered it, then rushed out from behind Shadow Red A, collided with the person who shot it, and exploded.

Ignoring the shadowy Red A engulfed in flames, Shuoyue stared at the spreading explosion before turning her gaze away.

"No fear, or rather, no emotion. Capable of using the abilities of Heroic Spirits, yet their power is significantly weakened, and they possess a crystalline appearance. Strangely, there's a strange sense of familiarity about them..."

Who exactly are these shadow servants? Who is the one who manipulated them to lure me away?

What else is hidden in this Fourth Holy Grail War?

However, the current situation did not allow Shuoyue to think carefully. With a cry of surprise, her petite figure flew backward and was caught by Shuoyue, who leaped up and held her in his arms.

"Are you alright, Miyu?"

"Yes, I'm fine." The azure-colored magical girl stood up. Thanks to the physical defense provided by her sapphire staff, she had only suffered a minor impact. However, the young man still narrowed his eyes unhappily, watching the two figures slowly emerge from the forest.

One was a burly man, holding a short sword and wearing a cloak over his waist, as imposing as a mountain.

One is a king clad in full armor, who, even without a face, still exudes arrogance.

They are the shadow Servants in this Holy Grail War.

"Iskandar, Gilgamesh... what on earth is going on!" With her previous guesses overturned, Shuoyue felt a little irritated.