Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

"Brother, they're coming!" Miyu whispered a reminder.

“I know.” Ignoring Changjiang’s resentful gaze, Shuoyue patted his shoulder with a beaming smile: “It’s all up to you, Knight of the Lake!”

In order to survive until the King's Army's forces are exhausted, they must use a rotation system to preserve their magic power as much as possible while killing as many opponents as possible.

Having just experienced a roller coaster ride, Lancelot glared at Shuoyue without saying a word. Instead, he stepped forward and drew the unique holy sword bestowed upon him by the "Lady of the Lake."

All superfluous emotions vanished, and under the radiant light of the holy sword cascading like a lake, Lancelot's face revealed a fanatical expression of pilgrimage.

"This is my chance to atone for my sins and make amends; it is my only opportunity to free myself from a lifetime of regret and remorse!"

"I will stand tall, raise this sword and rush to the battlefield—under the glory of my king, I only need to wield my sword to my heart's content!"

"All the chains are broken, the light of the lake is too heavy!"

Chapter 138 The Collapse of Fantasy and the Proof of the Round Table

All bonds broken, the lake's light shines brightly.

Grade: A++

Type: Anti-army Noble Phantasm

Maximum catch: 500 people

"Reaching the end, transcending boundaries. O King beyond, witness this light! All bonds broken, beyond the shimmering lake!"

A vast amount of magical power overflowed from the cut surface, and the blue light rippled out like a lake. The seemingly gentle and harmless water waves suddenly transformed into magical slashes the moment they touched a person, bringing destruction and death.

In the blink of an eye, half of the vanguard was wiped out, but the soldiers did not retreat. Instead, they shouted and quickened their pace.

Lancelot was not surprised. He sheathed his sword, took the PKM that Shuoyue handed him, enhanced it with his Noble Phantasm, and pulled the trigger, the muzzle spitting fire.

However, the results were minimal.

"What's going on?" Lancelot frowned. He saw the bullets fly out and, the instant they entered the army, they seemed to be cleansed. The black and red patterns that contained magic disappeared, turning into the most ordinary metal objects, which were eliminated by the mystery contained in the soldiers.

"It's a barrier designed to weaken mystery." Shuoyue saw through Iskandar's setup at a glance. "It must have been set up by the magician over there, and it's a long-lasting one. Even killing the caster won't help. It was probably set up while we were all tied down."

“In that case, I will—” Lancelot was about to draw his sword, but a figure stepped forward before him and blocked the way for everyone.

"I'll take over. You hurry up and catch your breath, and then fill in for me when I'm done," Shuoyue said.

"Wait, Shuoyue!" Artoria protested. "Are you ignoring me? I can continue fighting too!"

Shuoyue gave her a half-smile: "Do you think I can't tell? You already used up a lot of magic power to protect Meiyou, didn't you? Do you still want to show off? Is that something a king should do?"

"Gulp!" Having its weakness exposed, the ahoge (cowlick) on its head drooped listlessly. "At least let me help..."

"I do need your help with something, but not now," Shuoyue said without turning his head. Then, he made a fist with his hands and said softly:

"Come forth, Hell Scythe, Dust Saw!"

The dawn horizon, burning and driving across the vast seas.

Open up a verdant horizon across thousands of mountains.

The two divine artifacts blocked out the sun in the sky. Even though they were fakes, the shadows cast by them, like giant mountains, still caused some commotion in the army.

If it were to fall, it would surely cause immense damage.

However, Iskandar's generals were not to be underestimated. Immediately, several streaks of light, like shooting stars, rose from the ground, clearly indicating that someone was directing the army to halt the descent of the two giant swords.

Taking advantage of the moment when the army's offensive was temporarily halted, Shuoyue took a deep breath and sang softly.

"Hmm!"

The World Egg collapsed the instant it took shape, forcing Shuoyue to stop chanting. But judging from his unsurprised expression, he had anticipated this failure.

The idea of ​​unleashing Unlimited Blade Works within the 'Army of Kings' to launch a counterattack is good, but almost impossible to execute.

A Reality Marble is a grand magic that replaces one's 'self' and 'world' without changing one's realm. Once this 'world' becomes another person's 'self', the magician trapped in that other person's 'self' must possess a magical foundation and magical power equal to that of the other person in order to create a situation where two 'Reality Marbles' are on equal footing.

Iskandar, the Conqueror King, not only possesses the Spirit Origin of the highest-ranking familiar, but his Reality Marble, 'Army of the King,' is also jointly borne by countless Heroic Spirits gathered under his command.

Clearly, Shuoyue does not possess power comparable to that of many Heroic Spirits.

"Since simply creating a bounded field won't work, how about using magic to enhance it..."

The thought process is over, but that doesn't mean that Shuoyue is helpless. Just like in FGO, when in doubt, you use a large-scale bombardment when facing such a massive attack!

"This might get a little rough, so catch it carefully!"

As Shuoyue slowly clenched her right fist, crimson and emerald light suddenly flowed across the falling Hell Scythe and Dust Saw. At the same time, the magic contained within them began to become unstable, like a bomb that could explode at any moment!

"Hurry up!" Weber, who was lying on the carriage, felt his scalp tingle. Just looking at the two giant swords made his eyes sting and brought tears to his eyes. "That guy Shuoyue is probably going to do something big!"

"It's too late!" Iskandar's expression was no better. He never expected that Sakumoku would dare to do this, to treat his Noble Phantasm like this!

"Everyone, form defensive formation! Priests, prepare to stand ready!"

At the same time, Shuoyue had extracted the magic, faith, and divinity contained within the Hell Scythe and Dust Saw, stuffing them all into the explosive pack, and then lit the fuse:

"Fantasy Collapse"

When an incredibly powerful Noble Phantasm is used as a disposable bomb—just how powerful is it!

You can tell by looking at the miserable state of the 'King's Army'.

Because it exploded in mid-air, the army was fortunate enough to avoid a direct hit. However, when the fire rain after the collapse fell from the sky, the army's defensive array was easily destroyed. The destructive rain, which was even more terrifying than aqua regia, swallowed the army's left flank and reserves, and even melted the ground into crystalline craters.

Under the influence of the forbidden move 'Fantasy Collapse', the charge of the King's Army was halted.

Having successfully retired, Shuoyue relinquished her position, and after a brief rest, Lancelot raised his holy sword and unleashed his Noble Phantasm once more:

"Shining like the surface of water, burning fiercely, my holy sword! Shatter all bonds, traverse the shimmering lake!"

As Lancelot made his declaration, the lake radiated outwards in concentric circles, further exacerbating the already damaged King's Army's situation.

Although Iskandar also had a priesthood, how could their hastily reinforced magical barrier compare to the legendary Star-Forged Holy Sword after the sage Aristotle and other magicians were petrified and killed by the New Moon?

Screams echoed incessantly. Shuoyue looked at Lancelot, who stood guard against the enemy, and finally looked away, meeting his gaze.

"You said before that you needed my help with something, right, Shuoyue?"

"Yes." Shuoyue stared intently at the legendary Knight King, gazing into her holy blue eyes and beautiful face, and finally made up her mind.

"Please allow me to become a member of the Knights of the Round Table."

Chapter 139 Round Table Knight Shuoyue, reporting for duty!

Chapter 139 Knight of the Round Table, Shuoyue, reporting for duty!

In the legends of King Arthur, the most famous story is probably his/her relationship with the Knights of the Round Table.

Before the relic known as the "Round Table," the knights who swore an oath, regardless of their status, were all equal partners. This was a magical artifact originally used by heroes to prove their bonds and to recreate what was meant for King Arthur.

Although the most famous story is indeed the "Thirteen Round Tables" story, in reality, King Arthur had more than a hundred Knights of the Round Table, all of whom were his loyal and capable subordinates.

only……

"Why would you want to join my Round Table more than two thousand years later?" she asked, revealing her astonishment. "Besides, I believe your strength is no less than mine, Shuoyue?"

Because the Round Table is Type-Moon's premier evil force, and I need your help with my cultivation—no, I need you to help me activate an item…

Shuoyue naturally didn't want to be chased and hacked by the ahoge (a type of hair sticking up to a tuft of hair), so her inner complaints only flashed through her mind for a moment before she straightened up and said seriously:

"The passage of time has never diminished the fame of the Round Table. The legend of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table has always captivated my heart. Now that the legend has been recreated before me, I hope to continue that past glory. Is that wrong?"

"If that's the case... but what about your path to kingship? Didn't you declare that you would become the only supreme ruler?" Artoria pressed.

Doesn't this show that Your Majesty is adept at managing your subordinates?

Although she wanted to say that, Shuoyue knew that a joking reply would only lower her impression score when faced with someone who was serious.

"This is just the path I will take in the future; it is my will, my determination—you can interpret it as the kingly way, or you can interpret it as the path I have chosen for myself. Whether I am a king or not, whether I join the Round Table or not, I will walk firmly on this path."

This is the answer given by Shuoyue.

Does becoming a Knight of the Round Table mean one is destined to be inferior to King Arthur?

Does choosing the path of absolute supremacy mean being destined to walk alone forever?

This was never within Shuoyue's range of choices, and he wouldn't allow himself to become so narrow-minded and extreme.

Now that things have come to this, she understands that Shuoyue was not joking. Although her 'intuition' tells her that Shuoyue has other motives, his desire to join the Round Table is not a lie.

So there are only two questions left.

First: Is the new moon qualified to join the Round Table?

Past memories surfaced one by one:

Praising the glory of the heroic spirits before their Master demonstrates their 'honor'.

His strength and martial prowess are undeniable, and he undoubtedly possesses 'heroism'.

Even if one wants to become a Knight of the Round Table, one must always remain true to one's soul and possess 'honesty'.

Diarmuid, the 'Radiant One,' was given the fate of a knight, as a testament to 'mercy.'

Adhering to the righteous path in his heart, he waited until the crowd dispersed before going upstairs to fight his Master to the death. Although he posted those unnecessary pictures late at night... in short, he can be considered to have 'fairness'.

Modern humans do not need to believe in gods, and as for the remaining 'humility' and 'sacrifice'... no, there is no need to demand these.

Even the Knights of the Round Table, whom she trusted most, had their flaws and had also violated the virtues of chivalry.

Based on the points mentioned above, coupled with her understanding of Shuoyue, she has already recognized Shuoyue's character. Moreover, looking back on the entire Holy Grail War, Shuoyue has helped her so much...

Secondly: Would the Knights of the Round Table be willing to let Shuoyue join them?

Just then, Lancelot, who was blocking the way, spoke up: "My king, please allow me to say a few good words for Lord Shuoyue."

“Speak, my friend.”

"As you command." The pristine lake shone brightly, and the Noble Phantasm was unleashed once more, annihilating the several troops that rushed towards it. "Before regaining my sanity, I had the privilege of living with Lord Shuoyue for a period of time."

This was supposed to be classified information, but Lancelot trusted that his beloved king wouldn't reveal this secret. He paused, then continued:

"That's why I understand what kind of schemes Lord Shuoyue had made—if things had gone according to that plan, the Holy Grail War would have ended by now."

"However, for some reason, Lord Shuoyue gave up a victory that was within her grasp."

"Eh, me?" Miyu blinked.