Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

From the general's dark pupils, 'she' saw her own appearance - wearing a red dress, a crown on her head, holding a golden cup in her hands, she was extremely noble and yet so petite that she seemed like she would be blown away by the wind at any time.

"So, what are you going to do?" With a sneering voice, the girl in the red dress took a step forward, her charming body almost touching the cold armor. A hint of hesitation flashed across the general's dark eyes, which had not yet been stained with blood, but he soon became firm.

Then the girl's body suddenly became light, as if a blooming blood rose was plucked and thrown into the dust without any nostalgia.

The white-haired general stretched out his hand and gently yet resolutely pushed her off the cliff.

The bloody sky, the bloody earth, the bloody dress swayed violently and began to fall into the endless abyss.

The tense face of the white-haired general was reflected in her pupils, and she began to laugh, laughing wildly.

“Haha, hahahaha – hahahaha!!!”

With the dull thud of falling to the ground, human limbs submerged the girl. Soon, more corpses mixed with the rain fell, covering up the hideous and beautiful face.

From then on, the white-haired general's eyes always reflected the beast's favor and the beast's curse.

The girl was suppressed in Nirvana, and only saw a ray of light after a hundred years.

The picture disappeared, and what followed was endless lamentations, endless curses and endless madness. In the endless darkness, she only felt her head aching more and more, and she couldn't help but hold her head and grit her teeth.

With a muffled groan, the scene changed again.

In the palace burning red and gold, the white-haired general's pupils were stained with blood. In his hands, long spears and short swords appeared, tearing the alien's limbs and piercing the monster's flesh.

The general shuttled through the twisted tentacles and beast bodies, holding his spear backwards, performing a stunning spear dance. The bloody sharp light almost tore the space apart. He was clearly fighting a behemoth, but the general's posture was like a giant standing tall, fighting the wind and waves, and tearing through the lightning!

Countless demons roared in unison, countless heroic spirits praised loudly, the man turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky, charging towards the invisible destiny in the sky!

The mighty sound waves almost crushed the eardrums. Amid the overwhelming pressure, fate sneered coldly, stretched out its irresistible hand, and pushed the man off the cliff.

Then the general with bloodshot pupils broke his wings, and the bloody blade shattered into pieces. The beast shadow that emerged from the ground roared excitedly, pounced forward, tore the flesh of the defeated and drank the dripping blood.

no, do not want--

She couldn't help wanting to cry and desperately stretched out her hand, but a bloody light burst out from her hand and completely smashed the man's body into pieces.

With her heart almost stopping, she finally freed herself from the dreamlike illusion.

"Governor!"

Cold sweat soaked his dress, and the blond emperor opened his green eyes, like a helpless little animal subconsciously looking for support.

But what caught my eye was the dim candlelight and the familiar gauze curtains.

The curtain was drawn aside, and Boudica, who heard the noise, pushed the door open and walked in: "What happened, Your Majesty Nero? The scouts found you fainted on the side of the road..."

Before she could finish her words, Boudica met Nero's eyes and her voice stopped abruptly.

Such an empty look in the eyes is like a lonely soul still wandering in the wilderness.

"General Boudica." The girl lying on the bed pursed her lips, clutched the sheets tightly, and tried to raise the corners of her mouth, but that smile sounded like she was crying.

"The Governor betrayed..."

[Successfully returned to the original world line, please re-enter the singularity within five days! ]

With the cold reminder, the body sitting in the room accepted the soul and reopened its golden dragon eyes.

The next moment, his skin and flesh exploded, blood splattered, and the muscles in his right hand shattered and hung down limply.

The smell of blood filled the small room, but the young priest remained expressionless. He just stood up, opened the window with his still intact left hand to ventilate, then chose a more comfortable position to sit down and closed his eyes.

Concentrating his mind and looking inward, the endless starry sky spread out in his mind, and as the ruler's faith moved, the golden holy cup appeared.

Although it is not the original, nor the real thing, it is still a treasure carefully crafted by King Solomon, and it is a magical aggregation that is enough to support the world.

Compared to the Holy Grail No. 726 in Fuyuki City, it also has the function of fulfilling wishes and can open the hole leading to the root.

The magician who obtains it will surely be ecstatic, because this is the end of his long-cherished wish; the mortal who possesses it will fall into happy troubles, because there are too many wishes that can be made; the saint who obtains it will smile silently, because this is the universal and redeeming light of all living beings, and it is the beacon that leads distressed mankind onto the road of evolution.

But unfortunately, it now fell into the hands of this young man.

"I have made a wish to the Holy Grail..." The boy raised his eyebrows as if he was looking at a new toy. The wounds on his body recovered rapidly under the nourishment of magic. "Hmm, wealth? That kind of thing is within reach. Beauty? Isn't it too embarrassing to use the Holy Grail to wish for a beauty on the set of Fate? Improvement of strength? If I use the Holy Grail to forcibly increase my strength, wouldn't all my efforts be a joke?"

Rather than receiving generous gifts just by talking about it, Shuoyue would rather believe in everything that can be obtained through paying sweat and blood, or even risking one's life.

Getting something for nothing will only make people lose their minds. Such an adventure may seem like soaring into the sky, but it also means that as long as the illusory blessing is lost, those who seem to be high above will fall miserably.

Only by keeping our feet on the ground and building a tower to the sky can Shuoyue achieve the strength he wants.

"But..." Recalling a figure in his mind, Shuoyue pursed his lips and withdrew his sinful hand that was about to take the Holy Grail to fill it with water to drink.

"Maybe, there really is a wish."

The priest pondered for a while, then slowly closed his eyes. The Holy Grail in his hand lit up, and at least 50 cents of sound and light effects echoed in the room, but after a while it withered like a blue sky and white clouds.

Shuoyue was slightly stunned, shook the cup in annoyance, then closed his eyes again and whispered a new sentence.

This time, the light shines.

Chapter 282 Miyu Maid and Illya's Darkening

Chapter 282: Miyu: Maid and Illya: Darkening

When his injuries were almost healed, Shuoyue strolled out of the room and headed towards the kitchen.

At this time, he was not in the church, nor did he plan to go to the church, but returned to Illya's home.

"I'm almost tired of talking after these days of marching and fighting. I must cook something good to reward myself tonight." While humming a little tune, Shuoyue couldn't help but think of how they escaped from the singularity.

If we only look at the results, this deal is a huge profit. The Holy Grail was taken back without losing any limbs. Killing people and setting fires and getting a gold belt, the ancients were right.

I'm afraid that Grand Bomber is so angry that he's about to blow himself up.

However, judging by Shuoyue's own standards, it was a huge loss. If he hadn't played the trump card of returning to Illya's world, he would have almost lost his pants.

Having absorbed the blood of tens of thousands of people, the pseudo-Servant Shuoyue in the second singularity has become one of the top servants. Even the Demon Pillar is no match for him. He can only watch Shuoyue run away, and he can only be furious and helpless.

That sudden counterattack was the ultimate of Shuoyue's single-handed combat ability, but even so, it was easily blocked by the beast.

"As expected, even the young ones are so terrifying..." Shaking his head and sighing, the priest showed not frustration but an excited smile as he stared at his prey.

There's nothing more satisfying than seeing an obstacle at the end of an open road.

Even if there are thorns blocking the way, rocks falling, strong winds and rain, and lightning, once you cross it, the excitement and satisfaction will be returned tenfold and a hundredfold.

Even if you are covered in bruises, the moment you see the sunshine and morning dew, a satisfied smile will appear on your face.

"Moreover, after the fusion of the fragments, the status of the Fate Atlas has been greatly improved. It was able to send me back from the beast's hands."

You know, during the Fourth Holy Grail War, King Hassan was able to block the information in the illustrated manual.

"I don't know what the next fragment to upgrade the atlas will be." Muttering to this, Shuoyue walked into the kitchen.

"Ah, it's Mr. Shuoyue." The refrigerator door closed, and Sera, who had a lady's hairstyle, was a little surprised. She looked at the young priest who couldn't even reach the table, "Are you going to cook? Sorry, the ingredients at home have been used up, and I'm going to go to the mall with Liz."

"Oh, I see." Although feeling a little regretful, Shuoyue nodded and turned to leave, but Sera seemed to have thought of something and suddenly called him again.

"By the way, Mr. Shuoyue..."

Illya's Room

"Liz and Sera went out shopping, and Shirou went to school again, so the role of temporary babysitter fell on me."

The priest, who looked like a young boy, sat at the head of the bed, wrung out the towel and placed it on Illya's head.

"Well... Sera just spoils me too much. I don't need any care at all." The silver-haired girl lay obediently on the bed, covered with the quilt, pouting her lips. Her little face looked rosy under the sunlight, looking sweet and attractive.

Shuoyue retracted his gaze: "This can be considered a happy trouble, Illya, how do you feel now?"

Although several days had passed in the second singularity, in Illya's world, it was only the day after the battle with Kazuki.

Last night, Shuoyue killed a single person as a priest of the church, and then transformed himself to force out Illya's second personality, Xiao Hei, and defeated him. He was satisfied and carried the knocked down magical girls back.

Today, due to excessive consumption of magic power, Illya entered an "overloaded" state, and the manifestation was a weakness similar to a low-grade fever. Thanks to this, Illya was exempted from going to school today, but was strictly guarded by Sera who was overly worried. She had to ask Shuoyue for help when she left. For a moment, it was hard to tell which situation was better.

Thinking of this, Shuoyue pulled a chair and sat at the door, pretending to take out a book and read it.

Of course, he was not in the mood to read at the moment. He was just using this as an excuse to think carefully about the next actions of the second singularity.

Nero must have been completely disappointed in him, and after obtaining the Holy Grail, he no longer had to rack his brains for the Command Seal and could freely do whatever he wanted.

The beast's shadow had gradually risen. Although it had actively broken free from the virtual shadow, the seal set by Wuming was not so easy to break. Shuoyue could feel the countermeasures he had left behind, but once they were used, it would be a fight to the death...

As for fighting against the root evil of mankind, Shuoyue felt that he should first consider whether the urn should have a sliding lid or a flip lid.

After all, why did that person take the initiative to bring Shuoyue to the second singularity to challenge him?

"By the way, Brother Shuoyue, do you know what happened last night?"

Illya's question brought Shuoyue back to his senses. He didn't know when the girl in pink pajamas had climbed up and was staring at him with her big crimson eyes without blinking, her eyes full of curiosity.

Because of Shuoyue's special identity, Illya was able to discuss mysterious matters in front of him.

"I seemed to have fainted after the encounter... I have no idea what happened afterwards. Did Miyu-san defeat you?"

Illya thought that the only way to escape was to defeat them.

Little did she know that the super funny guy who stabbed his own blackened version of the master to death and attacked them in his place was sitting in front of her, listening to her sigh with a smile.

Ah, although your class card was taken away, Miyu-san has defeated two servants, right? In any case, it seems that Miyu-san was the one who dealt with the enemy in the end. "

Ruby popped up at this time: "Indeed, that calm and bold judgment is indeed excellent. He doesn't look like an amateur at all."

"Hmm..." Illya buried her head in her legs gloomily, unaware that the young priest opposite her nodded seriously.

Praise more, I like to hear this.

Suddenly, a strange light flashed in the depths of the priest's eyes, and his tone became mature as expected: "I hope she can be like you, Illya. All maturity can only be obtained through hardships... If possible, I would rather she could also show an innocent smile."

???

Illya looked up in surprise, but found that Shuoyue blinked and showed a surprised look, then laughed and said, "It's nothing to mind, Illya, after all, we are all friends. If your friends are reliable, you should feel happy."

"Yeah, that's right." Illya nodded in agreement and couldn't help but look at the ray of sunlight outside the gap in the curtains.

Just go downstairs and walk a few steps forward, and Miyu-san will be in that overly luxurious house.

But... no matter what Brother Shuoyue said, there was no way he would let her leave this bedroom. After all, she was recuperating from an illness.

"What is Miyu-san doing now?"

"Just ask her directly!" Ruby smelled something fishy and became immediately alert. With the clicking sound of the machine loading, her hollow pentagram decoration suddenly turned into a radio-like shape.

“Aaaaaah!” Illya was so scared that her hair stood out. “What’s the matter with your current form?”

"One of my secret functions, phone mode!"

"You really have everything..."

At this moment, Shuoyue suddenly said, "What's the point of calling? Just chatting awkwardly? Can't you just start a video call?"

Obviously, some funny guy is about to start using his power again.

It’s better to cut off the boring conversation quickly. What I want to see when I come back to take a break is definitely some more pleasing scenes!

"Ah, that's a great idea!" Ruby, who has a bad personality like Amber, agreed with both hands, "I'll switch to videophone mode right away!"

With a snapping sound, Illya made a timely comment: "It seems something has appeared again!"

"It's a projection. It can broadcast what Sapphire is seeing in real time."

"Really, there are so many functions but they are meaningless..."

While she was complaining helplessly, a strangely panicked voice came from the other end of Ruby's line: "Eh? Videophone? Ah, wait a minute, what are you doing?"

"It's started~~" Ruby cheered excitedly.

“Huh? Huh? Um, wait… this is, yeah!!!”

With a cry of surprise, the girl reached out to the screen but her hand struck empty air. When she looked forward again, she saw Duck sitting on the crib, wearing pink pajamas and a stunned Illya.

And the young priest who was leaning against the wall, waving at her with a smile.

And she was wearing something that was rarely seen in modern times, and could almost be considered...

"Maid outfit?!" Illya exclaimed.

The ruffles on the apron, the bow tied with a ribbon at the neckline, and the lace embroidered on the hem of the skirt make the black and white maid uniform look particularly pure and fragile. Her black hair is tied up and she wears a classic "Katyusha" hair accessory on her head.

"Uh, um..." As if she was embarrassed, Miyu turned her head away with a slightly red face. She was always known for her calmness in battle, but now her face was blushing with shame, and her hands were huddled together, not knowing where to put them. She looked weak, but inexplicably sexy.

"Ala, you have quite a keen interest," Ruby said in a playful and joking voice.

"No... that's not the case." Miyu hurriedly defended her reputation, "It's not, my hobbies or anything..."