Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

"As the saying goes, 'Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.' Anyway, when this skill takes effect, I will naturally know what will happen."

Shuoyue, who was completely unaware that he had become much younger in mentality, hummed a little tune and skipped down the mountain.

"Let's go find Weber first. We have to go to the Clock Tower anyway, and it will be easier if we have someone we know."

Not only is one location on the mysterious treasure map pointing to the magicians' headquarters, but also because -

"Um, you mean which of the twelve disciplines of the Clock Tower has the knowledge to deal with advanced fantasy materials?" Weber looked at Shuoyue as if he was looking at an idiot.

It's just a golden apple, why beat around the bush? Damn it, I want it so badly...

"Just go to the general basic courses and individual basic courses." Suppressing his inner emotions, Weber introduced, "In addition, the archaeology and botany departments also store ancient documents, which are worth a look. Of course, you can also find some superficial descriptions in the library of the clock tower, but if you want to truly bring out the effectiveness of those mythological relics, you still need to do more in-depth research.

"Thank you very much. You are indeed a good student who received a scholarship from the Clock Tower. Then, what are you going to do next? Weber." Shuoyue smiled, staring at the fading youthful Weber, thinking for a moment, and gave an answer:

"I'm going to take a break from school and go traveling to see the world. I want to learn more about things before I decide on my future."

Having said that, Weber couldn't help but cast his eyes on the game console terminal connected to the TV.

Seven full days - after living there for such a long time, the room would naturally reflect the color of its residents no matter what.

There were half-read magazines, pancake wrappers scattered everywhere, empty wine bottles and a hardcover edition of The Iliad.

That guy even happily placed an order for the console and game software, and even bought an extra remote control, as if he was looking forward to the moment when the Master would lead the army with him.

These are all traces of life left by another person who lived and ate here before, and they do not belong to Weber's color.

There were two figures in the room bathed in the morning light, but Weber knew that person would never appear here again.

"Are you still missing the King of Conquerors, Waver?" Shuoyue saw the young man's loss. He put his hands on the back of the chair and smiled on his young face:

"If you feel regretful or lonely, then make the new colors you pick up in the future as clear and vivid as possible, and try to keep the color of the king from fading. Only in this way, when you meet him again across the starry sea, you can hold your head high and say--"

“I am very happy with my life journey so far.”

"Well... yes." The young man raised his head slightly, trying hard not to let his tears fall.

Because this is a journey of constantly chasing the king's back. In front of the young man's established faith, it seems that the eternal distance in time and space is just something not worth mentioning.

"I will give you three Command Seals. Be careful to hide them and use them with caution. In addition to using them as a reserve of magical power, you can also summon me to help you in battle - of course, the premise is that I am still in this world."

"Are you leaving, Shuoyue?"

"Yes, you have found the path you want to take, and it is time for me to start my own journey again."

Opening the door, the warm sunlight fell on Shuoyue's body, kissing his eyes, making this young boy disappear from Weber's sight like a dream bubble:

"If we are destined to be together, we will definitely meet again."

a few days later

, I know that my Redeemer lives and will finally stand on earth)

The funeral ceremony was conducted quietly in the cold drizzle.

The chief mourner was a young girl.

The girl did not show her sadness and anxiety on her face. Her expression was serious and she carried out her task. Everyone praised her for being brave and strong, but no one sympathized with her or felt sorry for her.

There were only two people, a man and a woman, standing behind her, looking at the girl with eyes revealing pride and sadness.

,, I will see God apart from the flesh; I will see Him for myself, with my own eyes I will behold Him, not as an outsider; my heart is crushed within me.)

The coffin was thus dedicated to the earth. After the prayer was over, the priest who performed the ceremony and the attendees began to leave one by one, and finally, in the silent drizzle, only the girl and her close relatives were left.

"Thank you for your hard work, Rin. You performed very well. Your father, Tokiomi, will definitely be proud of you." Aoi hugged her daughter and said softly.

Matou Kariya looked at their figures with a complicated expression, then turned his eyes away as if burned, and subconsciously searched for Sakura's figure.

Then, Matou Kariya's eyes became sharp!

That was the old father's alertness when he saw his cabbages were about to be eaten by pigs!

Because in front of Sakura, who was covering her mouth and laughing, there was a handsome boy with white hair and golden eyes, who was annoying at first glance, and he was about to grab her hand.

"Let go of Sakura and let me... Bah, who are you!?"

Chapter 199: Stolen Collection, Nightmare and Tension

Winter City

Just as Lin and her mother were talking quietly, a commotion not far away attracted their attention.

“That’s Uncle Kariya…”

“Kareya, what’s going on?”

Hearing the mother and daughter's questions, the man with his back to them slowly turned around, his facial muscles twisted, and he forced a smile:

"No, it's nothing. It's just that a friend's child came to see me and was a little surprised. Come, let everyone see! One! Look!"

As his arms exerted force, a child with white hair and golden eyes, who looked so lovable, was timidly dragged out from behind Kariya. He politely greeted Aoi and Rin, "Hello, both of you. I'm sorry to meet you at this time. Please allow me to express my condolences."

"It's okay, Tokiomi will definitely welcome a cute child like you." Even though Aoi was in a sad mood, she couldn't help but look at the boy a few more times, admiring his stunning appearance in her heart.

As for Rin, she fixed her gaze on Sakura who was trying to hold back her laughter, then turned back to the 'uncle and nephew' who seemed calm but were actually experiencing undercurrents, with confusion revealed in her emerald eyes.

I always feel that... that boy and Uncle Kariya don't seem that harmonious?

In fact, only Sakura could see that the reason why Sakutsuki was "dragged" out by Kariya was because before that, he was grabbing Kariya's thigh with his hands as revenge.

As for whether it hurts or not——one can get a glimpse of it just by looking at the distorted expression on Kariya's face.

She just had bad intentions, so she didn't tell anyone about it.

"Sorry, Aoi, I have something urgent to do here, so I have to take this little brat with me to deal with some things."

“It’s okay, Yanye. You’ve helped me so much. I don’t know how to repay you. Go quickly and remember to take good care of the child.”

"Huh? Uh, I see. Sakura, you just stay here and keep your sister company."

After giving a few instructions, Yanye walked out of the cemetery with a staggering step. The child behind him followed silently, looking very obedient.

The next moment after stepping out of the cemetery, Kariya's true form was revealed. He bared his teeth and tried to grab Shuoyue's face, but the latter dodged swiftly.

"How did you become like this, kid? You scared me!"

"It's a long story, so I won't go into details. But I found that this body is pretty good. I have more privileges in the primate society. When I walk on the street, there are even old ladies who give me food."

“Wow, you are indeed a well-known and rigorous magician. You are capable of cheating and deceiving people.” Kariya clapped his hands halfheartedly. “So, what do you want to do with me, the loser of the Holy Grail War? Are you here to show off?”

"I just came to complete some fate." Noticing the surprised looks from passers-by, Sakutsuki showed a smile that met social expectations, but his words were extremely venomous, "Tokiomi died indirectly at my hands, and I killed the murderer Kirei, and the talented Rin-chan ended up in the hands of a third-rate magician like you, which is more or less my responsibility.

I will endure it." Kariya endured the humiliation and bore the heavy burden.

Just as Sakutsuki said, compared to Toosaka Tokiomi, Kariya's attainments in magic are only half-baked and he is simply unable to teach Toosaka Rin; and compared to Kotomine Kirei, Kariya's status in the mystical world is not as good as that of a priest who has the support of the Holy Church. Once Rin's talent is exposed, it will be difficult for him to protect mother and daughter.

It was obvious that Sakutsuki came here today just for this matter. For the sake of Rin's life, no matter how Sakutsuki ridiculed him, Kariya was willing to endure it.

“Hey, I’m just stating the truth. Don’t act like you’re forcing me into prostitution, Kariya.” Even so, Sakutsuki’s expression looked malicious. “Give up the path of magic and let Rin live as a normal person—you must be kidding. She won’t agree to this. Then, there is only one way.”

Listening to Shuoyue's words, Kariya looked up in astonishment.

In the gloomy rain like London, England, the boy said:

"I will support my Master, Waver Velvet, to become the lord of the Clock Tower El-Melloi faction, and have him protect the crumbling Tousaka family."

This was the last conversation between Matou Kariya and the young man who changed his life.

"By the way, where is the Neon National Museum?"

What do you want to do?

Here is the darkness that no one knows.

A young man with white hair and golden eyes walked in the silent valley with nothing in his hands.

The next moment, a black shadow swept in, and a cold iron light flashed in the boundless darkness.

The sword flashed.

"Wow!" The young man, no, the young boy with a young face woke up from his sleep and subconsciously touched his neck.

Fortunately, it was not actually cut off.

"Was it just a dream..." Shuoyue sighed, unable to bear the silence, and turned on the TV.

"Yesterday at 18:, the Neon National Museum was invaded by unknown individuals, and the museum's collection No. was stolen. It is reported that the collection originated from the early Edo period. Fortunately, no casualties were reported..."

"A collection from the early Edo period? How strange, this is what's marked on the treasure map?"

The culprit who caused this news was in Germany, more than 9,000 kilometers away. He was playing with a piece of arm "borrowed" from the Neon Museum, muttering to himself in confusion:

"Mechanical structure... Could it be a certain wolf's ninja prosthetic arm, or Lianlian's?"

After a brief escape, Shuoyue put it aside and turned to study more important things.

This was an inspiration that suddenly came to him after he had a nightmare.

"Since this body is a creation that fulfills my wishes, it must be the most suitable carrier for the Third Law. How could it be restricted to just one form..."

On the map on the bedside table, there was a location marked with an "X" by Shuoyue.

That was his destination - the forest where the Einzbern clan lived in seclusion, and it was also the next location marked on the treasure map.

Kiritsugu Emiya and his companions arrived at the Einzbern Castle yesterday. Because of the threat posed by the humanoid self-propelled nuclear bomb, although Ahadeon was extremely reluctant, he still had to open the door and let them in.

However, when Kiritsugu Emiya asked to take Illya away today, he was completely rejected.

"No, I don't agree!"

Even though the one who was eating had already cast a dangerous look at him, Ahadeon still stiffened his neck and refused to give in: "Since you have already failed, then Illyasviel von Einzbern is our last wish! If you want to massacre the City of Winter, then come on, I will never hand over the Holy Grail!"

"You even dare to call her the Little Holy Grail..." Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes were gloomy. He opened the safety on the pistol without hesitation and pointed it at Ahadon's forehead.

After giving up his dream, his family is the reason why Emiya Kiritsugu still stays in this world:

"At worst I can kill you and find it myself!"

"Killing me alone will be useless. You will become the enemy of the entire Winter City!"

For Ahadion, who has been pursuing the third law all his life, there is no possibility of retreat. With his order, countless artificial humans armed with axes and guns swarmed in, filling the living room.

At the same time, several androids quietly left the crowd and ran towards a certain direction.

"You guys!" Emiya Kiritsugu noticed this behavior, his face suddenly turned cold, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"boom!"

Chapter 200: The New Moon Appears in Winter City

That is, killing.

When the bullet pierced Ahadeon's forehead unhindered, the gunshot that took his life also became the prelude to the second disaster of the Einzbern family.

Endless androids came. Unlike Irisviel who had awakened her consciousness, her brothers and sisters faithfully carried out orders, surrounded the murderers designated by Ahadeon before his death, and stabbed forward mercilessly with axes and spears in their hands.

It's funny to say that it is well known that Einzbern's androids are not good at fighting. The three consecutive defeats in the Holy Grail War have proved this fact. Therefore, Ahadion introduced a specialized weapon against magicians, the notorious magician killer Emiya Kiritsugu, as the family's son-in-law.

These combat-specialized androids (like Liz) were all trained by Kiritsugu Emiya when he was at the Einzbern household.

In other words, this is a game of proof of the master's path by killing him, or a game of the master settling scores within his sect.

Of course, from the current perspective, the older the ginger, the spicier it is.

Without letting anyone interfere, Emiya Kiritsugu, with eyes like an eagle, stepped forward without any hindrance. The gun in his left hand (the Rival) let out a roar and drove the bullet into the android's head with great pleasure, causing it to explode. The Calico M950 pistol in his right hand sprayed the remaining Necromancer bullets wantonly, and the androids that were hit had their bodies corroded, and died wailing in convulsions.

That was not an evil ghost coming to take his life, but the reason for his moving forward was more important than revenge, and any stumbling block on the side of the road would be kicked away by him with a cold and ruthless kick.

, inherent time control, double speed).”

The figure with the smell of smoke turned into a ghost and walked out of the encirclement of countless androids. The sharp axes and guns behind him fell like guillotines, but they were useless. The bullets flying from the front easily took the lives of their owners.

"Don't you want to retreat yet?" He was panting heavily, but that was not out of fear, but the body taking in the oxygen it craved. Emiya Kiritsugu looked coldly at the androids that kept pouring in from the door, and finally he gave up.

Pulling open his windbreaker, the last two heart grenades exuded the breath of evil spirits.

Once it exploded in this tightly closed reception room, the flying teeth and nails would kill all the androids.

“Don’t…” Irisviel covered her mouth, her scarlet eyes filled with tears.

Although they were born in different ways, Irisviel, who is no different from humans, has long regarded the artificial people of Winter City as her relatives.

In other words, what was presented to her was the cruel scene of her husband slaughtering his relatives.