Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

Finally, he let out a long breath, breaking the silence.

Are these stories true?

“Aside from describing me in too good a way… everything else is basically the same as Merlin said.” He nodded slightly, his tone somewhat somber.

To others, this might be an epic saga, a lifetime of honor and glory for a king. But to her, it was nothing more than a wound that would bleed profusely if reopened.

Although she was surprised by how much Shuoyue knew about her past, judging from her drooping ahoge (cowlick), she clearly had no interest in talking to her.

However, what she heard next made her look up in astonishment.

"I see... Well then, I apologize for my previous recklessness."

Faced with astonishment, he sincerely bowed his head, expressing his apology.

"To be honest, in my thirty-three years of life, I have never encountered a desperate situation like yours. Shuoyue is right. My domineering power can only roam the vast territory, but for a fragmented island like this, only your skillful hands can mend it."

"It's a tedious and sad experience to put such a little girl in this situation. It's rare for him to speak with a sigh instead of sarcasm."

In that instant, he suddenly realized the difference between this girl and his best friend.

Although both reach for heights beyond human reach, Enkidu has only one person in his heart, while the other has an entire kingdom in his.

Even the red dragon of Britain would groan in despair at such a heavy burden.

However, this young girl not only supported Britain in this inhuman way for a full ten years, but also sincerely hoped that someone could replace her and change that unfortunate fate after the country faced inevitable destruction.

In order to save that country.

In order to make the people laugh.

Therefore, everything she once possessed was insignificant, and even her freedom after death could be given up.

Unlike those born to be kings, after shedding the mask of the ideal king, what lies hidden beneath that brilliance is the unique sorrow and regret of a young girl.

If it weren't for me...

If someone else had drawn the royal sword...

Her royal path, her beliefs, her life, her ideals, her dignity—all shattered the moment Britain was declared extinct.

The idea of ​​'using the Holy Grail to change Britain's fate of destruction' doesn't mean she's negating everything around her.

However, the young girl Artoria genuinely believed that the knights who followed her light deserved a better ending.

Instead of turning against each other because of the king, rebelling because of the king, or regretting one's life because of the king.

Therefore, the Holy Grail.

Please save my homeland and change the fate of Britain's destruction.

Britain will one day come to an end, but it should be a more peaceful, like a sleeping end.

Only oneself will be destroyed; only the foolish king will meet a foolish death.

I hope the people of Britain will laugh from the bottom of their hearts, and I hope our Round Table will travel throughout Britain, spreading chivalry to every corner.

Even if it costs me peace after death, even if the girl "Artoria" is erased from history... please save my country, save the land I love so much.

This was the true wish of the young girl Artoria Pendragon.

It was also the final sacrifice of the king named "Arthur".

My interpretation incorporates elements from the Avalon Garden arc, since Gen Urobuchi's portrayal of Saber in Fate/Zero was indeed somewhat questionable...

Chapter 126 The New Moon's Hesitation

The banquet of the kings continued. The three kings had already explained the order, power, and responsibility of the kingly way, and they were also aware of the incompatibility between their respective kingly ways. However, thanks to the addition of the new moon, the identity of one of the kings was not denied. Judging from the way he was drinking in silence, it was probably because his life, which was very different from his own, had brought a great shock to the conqueror king.

The oldest of the three kings, the golden hero, paid no attention to the story except for a sigh after hearing it. Instead, he frequently turned his gaze to the new moon, his eyes filled with a smile and amusement that no one could understand.

Finally, Shuoyue could no longer bear the strange gazes and put down her empty wine glass once again.

"King of Heroes, why are you looking at me like that?"

"You know the story quite well, cook," the King of Heroes chuckled meaningfully. "I won't ask how you know these secrets—but since you care so much about the past, you must have your own thoughts on it, right?"

Upon hearing this, not only did he stop drinking in silence, but he also couldn't help but raise his head, a hint of unease on his face.

From beginning to end, Sakumoku is fundamentally different from the three kings present: compared to the three Heroic Spirits who came to Fuyuki City in 1994 as Servants (whose situation is special), Sakumoku is a human in the modern era who understands the true history.

A thousand years from now, will my path to benevolence still be recognized by you?

This is perhaps the question that every king, after traversing the ages, would like to ask people today.

After hearing the question, the white-haired, golden-eyed youth did not launch into a long explanation. Instead, he remained silent for a long time before shaking his head.

No, I have nothing to say.

"Why?" Artoria's expression fell. "Why remain silent? Is it because what I did was truly insignificant?"

"How could that be?" Shuoyue smiled helplessly. "It's just that everything is in the past. Looking back from the perspective of time has already given me an advantage, so why should I point fingers at it?"

Yes, it all means nothing now; the past is just a fleeting memory.

Whether Shuoyue expresses approval or dissatisfaction, these things cannot be changed. All he can do is "realize that the past cannot be changed, but the future can still be pursued," nothing more.

But as expected, it's still a pity.

"Inner sage, outer king..." After muttering to herself, Shuoyue stopped talking about the topic and turned to look at something else.

"Speaking of which, you were partly responsible for the downfall of Britain."

"Huh?" This sudden topic, unsurprisingly, caused astonishment among the others.

One was the King of Uruk during the ancient Babylonian period, and the other was King Arthur who ruled Britain in the fifth century AD. There was at least a three-thousand-year gap between them, and apart from both being kings, the two had almost no connection.

So why would the new moon say that the fall of Britain was related to Uruk?

While the banquet was still in progress, let's not forget that there was one Master who did not attend, but instead chose to rest in the lounge on the second floor of Einzbern Castle.

His Master, Tokiomi Tohsaka.

With Kiritsugu Emiya taking Illya away and the others being led into the King's Chamber by Sakugetsu, Tokiomi Tohsaka was now alone.

And coincidentally, there was another person who was not interested in the banquet of the kings, but instead set his sights on Tokiomi Tohsaka, who was left alone in the castle.

That person, of course, is Tokiomi's best friend (crossed out), Tokiomi's rival, Matou Kariya.

After receiving Shuoyue's message, Yanye rushed here.

Oh, and while we were at it, we also unleashed a thrilling combo attack, blowing up Vimaya...

However, Kariya's focus this time was not on the followers; from beginning to end, he had only one goal.

Especially after encountering Rin Tohsaka tonight, Kariya made up his mind completely.

"Tohsaka...Tokiomi."

He ordered Kuanglan to become a spirit and wait for orders, while he himself used Dream Summoning once again to transform into an unknown old man in the mountains and stealthily entered the rest room.

The lounge was dimly lit. A well-dressed man in a red suit faced the door, leaning back in his chair, seemingly asleep. Only the slight rise and fall of his chest proved that he was not a mannequin.

Looking at Tokiomi Tohsaka, the bastard who stole his beloved and sent his daughter to hell, Kariya Matou no longer suppressed his desires this time.

"Kill you."

As he murmured to himself, the strips of cloth wrapped around Yan Ye's right hand untied one by one, revealing the crimson demonic hand that lurked within.

It was an arm that was far too long for a human. Even after being bent and covered with strips of cloth, its length was almost the same as Kariya's height. The moment the seal was broken, the arm from the demon god "Shaiyi Tuonai" emitted a malignant fluctuation, making no attempt to hide its thirst for blood and hearts.

Suppressing his fear of the strange, living creature implanted in him, Kariya raised his right arm and recited the true name of the treasure.

"Delusion Heart Sound!"

Then, invisible magical tentacles stretched out and formed the humanoid heart in front of him, which was then held tightly in Kariya's hand!

"Pfft!" A sound like air leaking out rang out, accompanied by the shattering of a heart in Kariya's hand. Tokiomi Tohsaka, who was sitting in his chair, suddenly opened his mouth, spat out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground, his life gradually fading away.

Watching his all-too-familiar enemy turn into a corpse, Kariya, despite panting heavily from the massive depletion of his magic power, still managed to squeeze out a satisfied laugh from his chest:

"Heh heh, hahaha... The dignified head of the Tohsaka family is nothing more than this!"

There was a response from behind.

"So it was you, Kariya. You've actually fallen to such a state. It seems I need to reassess the Matou family."

"What—!" Matou Kariya turned his head in astonishment, only to be met with a towering curtain of fire.

"Accompanied by the man's rapid chanting, flames transformed into long serpents that lashed at Yan Ye. Caught off guard, Yan Ye only had time to let out a muffled groan before being blasted away by the flames and crashing heavily into the wall. The Dream Summoning was thus dispelled, and the card fell to the ground."

Although he borrowed the power of a Heroic Spirit, Kariya's magical foundation was insufficient, and Hassan of the Cursed Arm did not possess any magical resistance. Therefore, Kariya was defeated by two short sections of fire magic.

Amidst the excruciating pain coursing through her limbs, Matou Kariya squinted, and before her eyes came Tohsaka Tokiomi, with his black hair and blue eyes, his clothes and hair perfectly in place.

Releasing fire magic inevitably causes changes in wind pressure, and the raging flames don't care about their surroundings—yet not only Tokiomi Tohsaka himself, but even the surrounding furnishings remain perfectly undisturbed.

All of this is thanks to Tokiomi Tohsaka's masterful magic skills.

An ordinary magician would surely be filled with admiration, praising such exemplary skill. But Kariya was different. In his heart, there was no awe, only hatred; no envy, only anger.

"You're always like this—"

Kariya stumbled to his feet, his eyes filled with hatred for Tokiomi.

"You've changed quite a bit, Matou Kariya." Although the dream summoning had been dispelled, even Tohsaka Tokiomi felt a chill when recalling the power of that moment. "Although I don't know where you borrowed such a filthy incarnation from, just seeing your current ugly state makes it hard for the Matou family to escape the name of depravity."

"Don't you know what the Matou family is like?" Kariya retorted rudely, turning his gaze to the right to the corpse lying on the ground.

If the person standing in front of him was Tokiomi Tohsaka...

So whose heart did he crush?

I worked overtime to finish a new chapter, an extra chapter for all the readers who cheered me on during my exams (yay!).

In addition, a book club group is being prepared soon, so please look forward to it!

Chapter 127 The Battle of the Three Great Families

"You're puzzled, aren't you?" As if sensing Kariya's confusion, Tokiomi gently tapped the ground with his palm, calmly providing the answer:

"That's a work by the Grand Doll Maker, Aozaki Touko. For that magician, creating dolls that are indistinguishable from humans is no difficulty, well, except for the price..."

Judging from Tokiomi's hesitant words, it was clear that he had been badly beaten by Aozaki Touko.