Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

When Lanis mentioned that he had stolen Kenneth's relic, the man responded:

"You are right. I am not able to use this thing skillfully. I am not qualified to be the master of the King of Conquerors. I plead guilty, so I only ask that you can spare my life."

"Oh, in this case, shouldn't you say, "If you still can't get rid of your hatred, then kill me?"

"I still have things I want to do." Only at this moment, the frail man exuded a charming aura of a seeker, "I'll bet on the king's reputation."

[Live, Weber, witness all this, and then live to tell it all. Tell the world how happy your king lives, and tell the world how brave and swift Iskandar's Mercedes is.]

That was the final order from a certain heroic spirit, a certain king, and it also fulfilled Weber's lifelong dream.

For this, we are willing to lose our dignity and freedom.

Recalling the man's eyes that expressed his firm belief, Lanis raised her face slightly, her eyes flickering, and for a moment she even forgot what to say.

If at first she still wanted to use Weber as a tool and manipulate him behind the scenes, now she has completely believed in this man's awareness and has truly made the decision to give power to him.

Anyone who has the same eyes as hers would never think of escaping or giving up.

"Since you want to be responsible, you have to start with the debt. The Aqibolude family is now heavily in debt. The debt owed is enough to make a Hollywood blockbuster."

"I accept."

"No way! Then, then the second one... is about the magic seal of the El-Melloi family." After briefly showing the emotions of a little girl, Lanis quickly returned to her serious state, "The origin seal of my brother is now in the hands of that mysterious guy."

"And what I want you to do is to take it back from him, bro~bro~"

The memories were interrupted, and Lanis opened her eyes. Looking at the empty room with sparse candlelight, a trace of tiredness finally appeared on her little face.

“You are the only one I can rely on… Waver Velvet.”

Lanis didn't know that after finishing the conversation with her, Weber stepped out of the door with his left foot and was teleported to another place by the diamond-shaped displacement space.

It was a Chinese-style study room, with books from different factions and disciplines neatly placed together, almost filling up the entire room.

Next to the tea table in the middle of the study, two figures were sitting opposite each other.

"Oh, you're finally here. You're so slow." The silver-haired and golden-eyed Shuoyue flipped through a book with her left hand and held a teacup with her right hand. She said without raising her head, "It seems that Lanis is really afraid of me. She actually took so long to negotiate with you."

"Hey, Weber!" Sitting opposite Shuoyue was a tall, thin man with white hair. His face was pale and frail, but also flushed with excitement. "Long time no see, my dear friend!"

Weber was not surprised by Shuoyue's invitation, but he was surprised by the appearance of this man: "Melvin! Why are you here?"

"My best friend and my partner are about to fight - how can you not invite me to such an interesting event?" Looking at Weber's surprised expression, the white-haired man smiled with pleasure as if it was a matter of course.

Melvin Wieners is a young man from a famous family connected to the three great nobles. He is a trainer who remains at the position of a priest because of his weak health. He is one of the most serious pleasure offenders. Basically, he is born with a twisted personality and feels pleasure from the fall or misstep of others. If it weren't for his close friend Waver and his own principles, he would probably become a similar existence to Kotomine Kirei.

He calls himself "the best friend of friends" of Weber. Before the Fourth Holy Grail War, he lent him the money for his plane ticket because of Weber's bold statement that he would "turn the Clock Tower upside down for you to see". At the same time, the funds for the El-Melloi classroom that Weber was planning to buy were also provided free of charge by this rich friend.

"Let's get back to the topic. After discussing with your child bride, it's our turn to have a bachelor party, Weber, or should I call you El-Melloi II?" Shuoyue closed the book and smiled with interest.

Child bride? Weber was almost defeated by Shuoyue's imagination: "What are you talking about? She is just my sister."

"Oh, where's my sister~" Shuoyue and Melvin looked at each other and repeated in unison in a long voice.

"Hey, you two have done enough!" Waver was a little upset by the two of them. "Let's get back to the point! Shuoyue, you don't really want Kenneth's family to obey you, do you?"

"As expected of Weber, he discovered it so quickly?" Melvin applauded. "You know, a lot of guys in the Clock Tower are still in the dark, right?"

"That's because I know what kind of person this guy is. Even though he appears harmless now, his character is as bad as yours, Melvin." Weber complained mercilessly.

Perhaps because they were both survivors of the Holy Grail War, or perhaps because Shuoyue had indeed fulfilled his promise to the Emperor, Waver had become familiar with Shuoyue without realizing it, and they were less polite during their conversation:

"From your previous performance, you, Shuoyue, have no intention of taking over this family, but you have been putting pressure on the teacher's family, eventually forcing them to seek external aid. That means I will fight against you and delay time."

"The word delay is a good one." Shuoyue nodded. "Because I pushed you too hard, you haven't even moved into the El-Melloi classroom yet, and naturally you haven't done anything to earn Renish's appreciation. You should know in your heart that under such an unequal situation, Renish forced you here just to use you as cannon fodder."

"This kind of thing... who knows." Recalling Lanis's expression at that time, Waver avoided the topic thoughtfully, "You have already handed 'that thing' to me, and the task entrusted to you should have been completed. Then, why did you force the Archibald family to find me? No, before that, there is another question - what is your purpose in coming to the Clock Tower?"

Facing Weber's question, Shuoyue did not hide: "My purpose in coming to the Clock Tower is very simple, that is to deal with the Golden Apple... and other things. Without using violence, the 'Self-Enforcement Certificate' signed with Kenneth is the simplest and most efficient way for me to enter the Clock Tower."

"I understand... For you, as long as you can enter the Clock Tower legitimately, it is enough. As one of the twelve lords, the Archibald family is a burden?"

"Correct." The young man snapped his fingers. "But based on what I know about you, you will definitely not ignore the decline of the Kenneth family. Rather than letting you wait a few years to clean up the mess, it is better to push you to the front earlier. With the deterrence of a villain like me, you can save a lot of effort."

"I understand the general situation." Weber, who had graduated from the youth and now had long hair, nodded and said in a deep voice:

"But why would you go to such lengths for me, Shuoyue?"

Chapter 206: Staying up late hurts the soul and hurts the body

Although he had a contract signed by Kenneth himself and possessed great strength, Shuoyue was still strongly resisted by the Archibald family.

The reason was simple, because Shuoyue was an outsider. For a magician family with a magic seal inheritance, only the members who bear the name of the family are qualified to become the head of the family. An uninvited guest like Shuoyue who came out of nowhere was not worthy of becoming the lord who succeeded Kenneth.

But in the Clock Tower, where factions abound, matters involving the Twelve Lords are never decided by a single family alone - yes, even family affairs are no exception.

There is a Rashomon in the clock tower. People's good deeds are isolated outside the tower, while people's evil deeds thrive inside the gate.

The faction hostile to Archibald was hoping that outsiders would invade the family. Failure to inherit the magic seal meant that the Archibald family would fall apart and fall from grace after Shuoyue left. Most of the factions allied with Archibald were gone because of the death of their lord Kenneth. Among them, Sophiali, the head of the Spiritual Summoning Department and the father of Kenneth's fiancée, drew a direct line between them and became the enemy.

As for the remaining 'allies', they were just waving the banner of alliance, each with their own ulterior motives. Even if there were families willing to lend a helping hand, they would definitely be happy to see someone single-handedly support the fall of El-Melloi, even if he was not from here.

As for what the next generation of the Archibald family would become, this was certainly not within the scope of these people's consideration.

Faced with internal and external troubles, a drowning person will desperately grasp at a life-saving straw - now that Lanis has chosen to push Waver to the forefront and even give him the name of 'El-Melloi', as long as Waver does not do anything stupid, he will undoubtedly rise to prominence and become one of the twelve 'lords' above thousands of people in the Clock Tower.

It can be said that Shuoyue's behavior of pushing himself and the Archibald family to the opposite side is paving the way for the arrival of Weber.

If an ordinary person encountered such a good thing, he would be ecstatic, right? However, Waver was not happy at all. Instead, he frowned and asked the leisurely boy:

"Why are you helping me to this extent? I don't think I have anything worthy of your covetousness."

"Who knows?" The young man smiled brightly. "Come to think of it, in this Holy Grail War, I became a Knight of the Round Table under your command, and you became a subject of King of Conquerors Iskandar. If you think about it this way, we are really destined to meet."

"Hey, can you just say this out loud?" Weber glanced at Melvin in panic, but the latter didn't take it seriously.

"It's okay, Weber. Shuoyue has already told me all those stories. I have to say, it was a really exciting war. I regret why I didn't book a double seat for the ticket!"

"Even from a personal perspective, I am looking forward to your performance in the future." Shuoyue thought to himself that he couldn't say that he wanted to see you get so angry at the students that your stomach hurts, but on the surface he looked serious, "I have my own path, you have your own battlefield, just don't disappoint me."

"Got it..." Weber looked at the smiling boy and inexplicably felt a sour nose.

After the King of Conquerors left, Shuoyue was the second person to help him in this way.

"I will work hard to fulfill my duties as a teacher and shoulder my responsibilities!"

After El-Melloi II left with great confidence, Shuoyue looked at Melvin and shook his head helplessly: "What a fool! He had plenty of choices to make his life easier, but he chose this path.

"That's exactly why I chose him, Mr. Sakutsuki." The cheerful tuner coughed and smiled, "To be honest, life itself is a vector. Even if left alone, it will develop skills and abilities. It's difficult to stand still. In a place like the Clock Tower, there are countless people who can make their half-baked magic talents blossom and bear fruit."

Looking at the door where Webber left, Melvin continued:

However, it is rare to see a vector itself change. It is like the truth, the root of the soul, is reborn. Especially, he is the only human who I have ever seen who can look at his own worthlessness so thoroughly. Isn't this enough to make people interested in him?"

"Hmph, a pair of bickering lovers. Then you can continue to witness his life." Shuoyue put down the teacup. "But before that, our course is not over yet, Mr. Melvin?"

"I know, I know. Since you've paid for the mythical equipment, I will force my body to continue working overtime." The man known as the 'Tuner' shrugged and continued the teaching he had done before Weber arrived:

"Every living thing has its own inherent wave. Whether it's an ant, a bird, or a human. Although the wave between blood relatives will be very similar, it is by no means exactly the same... The problem is that the magic seal is also a kind of life, so it has a different wave from the host. Therefore, as long as the wave of both parties is as close as possible, the efficiency of the seal will be significantly improved..."

The lights flickered, and two figures stood still on the yellowed white wall, like a mysterious and static ritual painting.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The sound of a silent bell came from somewhere. Walking on the small path in the quiet valley, a young man wrapped in a black robe was holding a spear with a solemn expression.

There is a silver light flashing across the sky.

While the silver powder was used to interfere with the vision, vicious whipping followed. As if it was pre-arranged, two strong men holding strange weapons jumped out from both sides of the path. One held a dagger, and the other simply used his alienated arm to attack.

The only response they got was the increasingly fierce firing of their guns.

The long whip was pulled by the gun barrel, and the sneak attacking figure flew towards the young man involuntarily, piercing his head from top to bottom; the dagger cut through the young man's abdomen, but the price was that his head was smashed to the ground and he died; the alienated arm missed the attack and was cleanly cut off by the blade projected by the young man, and then the head was taken away.

The battle was over. The young man, who had fought one against three, put away his spear and let out a long breath.

Suddenly, I felt dizzy.

"Surprisingly, it's poisonous..."

With a thud, the body fell to the ground and the soul rose into the sky.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The death knell echoes in the valley, and before the soul's vision appears a large word:

dish.

"I bought a watch last year!" In the dead of night, the boy's angry shouts resounded through the sky and lingered for a long time.

The next day, a young man with dark circles under his eyes and messy hair stood in front of the sink, brushing his teeth and washing his face with a look of regret. After tidying himself up a little, he walked out of the room and headed towards the library.

Speaking of Shuoyue's purpose for going to the Clock Tower, there are actually three.

First, the clock tower is also the location pointed to by the mysterious treasure map, and the treasure has also been taken by Shuoyue—by bloodbathing the entire family.

Secondly, to help Waver Velvet become El-Melloi II and accelerate the process of consolidating his power. This was not only out of expectation for Waver, but also one of the basic foundations that Shuoyue had laid in this world.

In Fuyuki City there is Matou Kariya, in the Clock Tower there is El-Melloi II, he is in the open, and in the dark there is the magician killer Emiya Kiritsugu.

It would be fine if he never came back, but if he still had a connection with this world, then after his return, Shuoyue would not have to start all over again.

As for the third and most important purpose——

They stopped at the entrance of the library. There were magicians waiting in an endless stream at the entrance, but when they saw the young boy, they automatically made way for him. After this killer passed by, they exchanged glances with lingering fear and cancelled their plans to go to the library today.

Shuoyue stepped into the library and went up all the way to the top-floor information room which was only accessible to family heads.

The third purpose is to organize my own magic system, to study what the extremely realistic dreams every night are all about, and...

Explore what kind of existence is stuffed into the imaginary shadow given to him by Wuming.

After picking out all the books on imaginary number magic and placing them on the desk, Shuoyue calmed his mind and began to study.

I think I don't need to explain too much about soul-like games, right? For example, "A Dog Dies Twice" and "Old Man Ring" are repeated death games. Well, players who haven't heard of them can play them. Believe me, they are very fun (real).

Chapter 207: The Concept of New Magic and the Crisis of the Golden Apple

[Imaginary number: One of the special magical properties.

【Anything dropped inside will become something that is not bound by space or time.】

[The most terrifying thing about imaginary magicians is their ability to banish. Once they are sealed into the imaginary space, it is extremely difficult to escape.]

[It is said that the mythical spirit, the Mother of the Origin, is sleeping in the imaginary space, but there is no record of any imaginary magician encountering it so far. ]

[Usually in scientific engineering design, problems that cannot be solved in the real domain in the mathematical sense will be converted to other spaces for solution. The most typical ones are Fourier transform, Laplace transform and Z transform. ]

[On the magic level, problems that cannot be solved in the real domain can also be mapped to the imaginary domain. Since the meaning of vectors changes here, it is necessary to locate them through other means such as fate. ]

Ok?

Seeing the speech that sounded like a Bengal cat mixed in with a group of Persian cats, Shuoyue raised his eyebrows and subconsciously turned the book to the first page.

The newly printed paper had the scent of ink, and on the simple writing, the name 'El-Melloi II' was clearly listed.

There is no doubt that such a name is a great provocation to Shuoyue, the 'Acting Head of the El-Melloi Family'. Once this book is known by more people, Shuoyue's authority will suffer a great blow.

"Wow, are you building momentum already? No, not only that, you're suddenly researching imaginary number magic, probably because of my performance in the Holy Grail War, right? Whether it's to report to Lanis or to repay my favor... Wow, then I won't be polite.

However, the threatened person was not angry, but became interested. He temporarily broke away from the ocean of knowledge of imaginary number magic and walked quickly to the librarian.

"Lord, Lord El-Melloi..." The librarian, whose rank was no less than a priest, looked at the boy, swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty, "Excuse me, how can I help you?"

"Relax." Shuoyue smiled harmlessly. "Help me find all the academic research and books recently published by 'El-Melloi II'. Please."

Shuoyue's reason was simple. This was the future El-Melloi II and Zhuge Kongming. Waver, who possessed the "Eye of Insight", had personally diagnosed him. Its value could be imagined, so there was no reason to miss it.

However, Shuoyue thought it was simple, but it was completely different from the perspective of outsiders.

The top-floor data room, which had been somewhat noisy, suddenly fell into deathly silence. The powerful family heads held their breath and exchanged glances cautiously, all seeing the same idea in each other's eyes.

Lord El-Melloi, I'm afraid another storm is about to happen...

But Shuoyue didn't care about these people's boring ideas. He took Weber's paper from the trembling librarian and read it with great interest.

[Displacement magic: ...Although it is a basic magic, I have had the good fortune to see such magic on a scale and with precision that goes beyond common sense, so I will continue to discuss it... Its disadvantages are that it requires an object and is highly dependent on it. At the same time, it requires a great deal of mental strength...]

[Projection magic: ... Basic magic, but there are also people who can use it to perfection... It is less versatile than replacement magic, but it can create something out of nothing, which is a perfect complement to replacement magic...]

[Imaginary magic: ...Imaginary magic means infinite possibilities. It can even 'seal' the fantasy species that cannot be used into the endless imaginary space, thereby indirectly achieving the effect of 'summoning and utilizing'...]

Shuoyue, who was absorbed in reading, did not notice that the shadow behind him was gradually approaching him. The shadow of a beast with sharp horns on its head was lying on his shoulder, also peeking at the incisive comments in the book. Sometimes it would raise its head in disdain, or nod slightly as if thinking.