Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

"Humph, the world is really getting more and more chaotic."

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"Ha, just like my Madam Xu's dagger, your evil star is also starting to get agitated, right, Brother Wuyang?"

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"I know, I know. I believe you won't run away from the battle."

Without even turning his head, he stretched out his hand and clinked the wine jug with the Berserker who had been separated from him by hundreds of years. Jing Ke, his white robe fluttering, smiled with a determination to win.

"Zhuge Wuhou, Wu'an Jun..."

"We look forward to your actions."

Chapter 288 The Bet between Wu Anjun and Wu Hou

【By September, the Zhao soldiers had not had food for 46 days, and they were secretly killing each other for food. They came to attack the Qin camp and wanted to break out. Their general Zhao Kuo sent out elite soldiers to fight, and the Qin army shot and killed Zhao Kuo. Kuo's army was defeated, and 400,000 soldiers surrendered to Wu'an Jun. Wu'an Jun said: "Qin has already captured Shangdang, and the people of Shangdang are not happy to be Qin and have returned to Zhao. The Zhao soldiers are rebellious. If we don't kill them all, there is a fear of rebellion." So he used deception to kill them all, leaving 240 young men to return to Zhao. In total, 450,000 people were beheaded and captured. The Zhao people were greatly shocked.】

That was the day when the famous and powerful general first saw the Fallen Thing.

No one knew that Zhao Kuo no longer looked like a human being, and was shot to death by him with the bow bestowed by His Majesty; no one knew that what he said about 'the Zhao soldiers are rebellious' was just an excuse, and 'fear of chaos' was real, but it was not a disturbance to the Qin State, but a disaster to the entire Central Plains and the whole world.

Killing four hundred thousand people... Humph, to deal with a group of monsters, do we have to keep them in captivity like pigs and sheep until they tear off their sheepskins and turn into wolves to wreak havoc on the world again?

Gongsun Qi would never do such a stupid thing. Even if he was criticized by thousands of people, he would not frown.

But now that I think about it, the only thing I regret is that the seal associated with the 400,000 blood sacrifices couldn't even kill the beast's embryo. My wish to seal it for ten thousand years was also dashed, and only a hundred years had passed before the beast escaped.

I have let down the king's trust... The fragments of manuscripts obtained from felling mountains and destroying temples are indeed unreliable. What's more, I am not the type of person who can practice magic.

The white-haired general walked in the broken city, his blood-stained pupils were dull and distant, reflecting the sparkling light of the years.

...he was only busy sighing and complaining about his poor performance, without considering how many philosophers were frightened by his leading a group of soldiers to chase the humans up and down.

It was not until a young man with long hair and a feather fan appeared before him that he came back to his senses from his reminiscence.

"Wu Hou."

"Let's go out for a walk?" Weber also looked as if he was used to it and extended his hand to invite him. The latter agreed and went out of the city with him.

The night air was clear, and the silver moon flowed quietly in the moat, reflecting the blazing bonfire on the horizon.

The two figures walked side by side. When the vicissitudes of life in the general's eyes faded, Waver spoke:

"Our troops have completely assembled. We are sandwiched between the Imperial Army and the Allied Forces. This is not favorable for us. I plan to lead the troops to evacuate tomorrow. What do you think?"

"Several major armies of the United Empire have been annihilated, and their combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced. I guess they have begun to shrink their front lines now?" Shuoyue did not answer Waver's words, but only murmured, "Although the Roman Empire Army has many followers, none of them are good at leading troops in battle."

"The queen of Britain..." Weber opened his mouth to speak, but when he caught a glimpse of Shuoyue's extremely calm expression, he suddenly stopped talking and laughed softly.

"Yes, looking at the two great Roman states, no one can rival you, General."

The one standing before him was a truly famous general who had stood out in the chaos of war among the princes and was feared by all. He was a man who had reached the pinnacle in the field of command.

How could a so-called queen who only took advantage of the situation, made tactical mistakes in the end, and led the rebels to their doom be worthy of the attention of Wu Anjun?

"Don't underestimate yourself," Shuoyue said with a smile, "Since you have inherited his spiritual foundation, you are also a sage of the Martial Temple who can lead a war to destroy a country, 'Wu Hou'.

"War of annihilation...what do you mean?!" Weber immediately understood what was going on and could not help but stop and stare with his eyes wide open.

Under his scorching gaze, Shuoyue still had a slight smile on her face, as if she had made this shocking decision today or even earlier.

"I'll leave all my soldiers to you, Weber. Go west," he said. "It's just a United Empire that has been badly damaged and almost all of its emperors have fallen. You shouldn't be unable to handle it, right?"

With his white hair fluttering, the man finally stopped and turned around. There was an incomparable confidence in the depths of his blood-red eyes.

"As for the orthodox Roman Empire, I will destroy it with my own hands."

Faced with the man's undisguised sense of oppression, Waver held his breath as if suffocating, feeling the sudden rise in his spirit's fighting spirit and the increasingly intense beating of his heart.

Finally, he also grinned - it was an intense smile that was a mixture of the confidence of a general, the fanaticism of a conqueror, and the pride of a wise man.

"Are you challenging me, Lord Wu'an of the Qin?"

"You can understand it this way, Zhuge Wuhou of Shu Han."

The night was quiet. Two men ranked in the Martial Temple smiled at each other and made a contract to decide the outcome, using the life and death of the two countries as a bargaining chip.

"However, since you have chosen the Roman Empire, I suppose you are ready to confront that swordsman?"

Weber originally wanted to tease Shuoyue for his embarrassed look after his face was covered with his treasure, but he didn't expect that the latter would immediately reveal a sullen expression when he heard it, looking just like a naughty kid who was caught by his parents playing games in an Internet cafe.

"What's going on with you?"

"For example, if your Lanis was possessed by Sima Yi's spirit and wrote you a letter, and the first sentence of the letter was "Onii-chan..."

"Stop, stop talking. I'm going to vomit blood if you continue." Weber shuddered and begged for mercy with a wry smile.

"Humph." After the teasing was successful, Shuo Yue smiled proudly, but soon her expression became melancholy again.

What should you do if your boss turns evil and catches you behaving like a scumbag, and you may be served with curry sticks at any time?

Waiting online, it's quite urgent...

While chatting and laughing, the two turned their backs to each other, one to the west and the other to the east, and each took a step forward without looking back.

Only the lingering sound records their final conversation.

"Although we are separated, the general trend of the world is such that we will eventually come together. When that time comes, you must be prepared."

"You are not right to be so worried. Don't overthink things, my friend. It's not the end of the world. At most, it's just the arrest of a runaway child."

This statement really fits Wu Anjun and your personality, Shuoyue."

The moonlight shone down, illuminating the path the two were walking on.

The sky is bright and clear with twinkling stars.

Roman Empire, camp.

"How is His Majesty Nero?"

"It's just a fright. He will be fine after a good rest. But, this incident caused a lot of trouble. Sigh..." General Boudica sighed and sat next to Fujimaru.

Who would have thought that Shuo Yue actually rebelled as Nero said?

The United Empire was originally seriously damaged. As long as they made a concerted effort and with the guidance of the Mediterranean Goddess, they would be able to attack the enemy directly, conquer the United Empire and repair the singularity.

But unexpectedly, the United Empire Army was wiped out, and Shuoyue stood in front of them again.

Fujimaru Ritsuka remained silent, but clenched his fists until his knuckles turned slightly white.

He couldn't understand why Shuoyue chose to betray.

"Being loyal to the emperor and worrying about the emperor's worries may be the Eastern way of loyalty that made the general of the Qin Dynasty unwilling to be inferior to others." The doctor sighed at the other end of the bracelet, "Even if Nero said that Shuoyue was a pseudo-servant, in the final analysis, the spiritual foundation will also affect the human being who possesses it."

"But didn't he also promise His Majesty Nero to defend Pisa and even lead an expedition to the United Empire?" Fujimaru pursed his lips and said unwillingly.

"You may have overlooked one thing, Fujimaru." A familiar voice responded.

Boudica and Fujimaru looked up in astonishment, only to see a white-haired man walking towards them in full view of everyone.

There was no panic in those bloodshot pupils that should have been caused by being trapped in the enemy camp.

"Have you forgotten that there is only one stroke left on Nero's hand?"

Chapter 289 Three Questions, Four Answers

Emperor's Tent

The blonde young emperor was still sleeping soundly, but her sleeping posture was not very good. She kicked the soft quilt aside and hugged the pillow, clamping it tightly with her two long white legs, as if she thought the thing in her hand was someone else.

But from time to time, she would frown and whimper helplessly like a little animal, and the tear marks at the corners of her eyes would sparkle in the darkness.

At some point, a white-haired man was sitting on her bed, staring at Nero's sleeping face quietly with an expressionless face.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked her cheek. The girl rubbed it affectionately, but then her brows furrowed even tighter, as if she had fallen into a nightmare. Her eyelids trembled slightly, and a few crystal tears seeped out.

It’s like walking through a sunny past, only to find in the end that the end of the road is the bottom of a deep prison, with no possibility of escape.

But this time, the man did not comfort her. He just sighed silently, stood up, lifted the curtain and left the tent.

The brief light disappeared, the curtain of night fell, and the sleeping girl suddenly opened her eyes, with a look of doubt in her bright red pupils.

Outside the tent, the followers of the Roman Empire gathered together, looking warily at their former colleague, now the leader of the rebels.

Faced with the invisible deterrence, the white-haired general smiled slightly as if bathed in the spring breeze, but when he saw a black-armored swordsman at the end of the crowd, his smile froze unconsciously.

"We have allowed you to meet His Majesty Nero." Boudica said solemnly, "Now it's time to fulfill your promise, General Shuoyue, and answer our three questions."

If you agree to let me meet His Majesty Nero, I will answer your three questions - this is the exchange condition proposed by Shuoyue. Because of fear of the unfathomable Shuoyue and a premonition of some major event coming, everyone agreed to this request after discussion.

Of course, if Sakutsuki suddenly attacks Nero, Fujimaru outside the door will immediately activate the Command Seal and let the strongest one rush in to attack him.

"Please." The white-haired man waved his hand, and the blood gathered into a chair and sat down, motioning everyone to please go ahead.

Everyone exchanged glances, and soon Fujimaru stepped forward and asked the first question they had thought of:

"Mr. Shuoyue, why did you betray the Roman Empire?"

"Very good question, although I really want to fool you..." Feeling the sharp gaze from somewhere, Shuoyue's mouth twitched and continued, "But since I'm here, I want to reveal information to you. After all, only after you understand the rules can you participate in this drama."

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, the white-haired man continued:

"You should have understood after spending so much time together - His Majesty Nero is no longer, or not completely, the fifth emperor of the Roman Empire, Nero Claudius."

Hearing this, Fujimaru was stunned and looked at Boudica, and immediately recalled the strange behavior that Nero showed when they first met.

"Is this the reason why you choose to betray?"

"Not only that, even if His Majesty Nero is not abnormal, our ideas are destined to be different. Rather than answering the question, Shuoyue explained her reasons to certain people, "She loves Rome and the world widely, and can even forgive the captives, but I am different."

His blood-red eyes were filled with seriousness. He straightened his back and spoke out his philosophy word by word:

"Rather than forgiving and betting the future on the illusory trust that the enemy will reform, I would rather believe that death will eliminate the source of all troubles."

An emperor who shows love to others can never coexist peacefully with a general who stops killing by killing.

This was a battle of ideologies between the famous Qin generals including Shuoyue and Nero Claudius, a gap that neither side could cross.

After understanding this, everyone stopped trying to ask further questions, and Boudica stepped forward and asked the next question.

"So, what is your next battle plan?"

"What a blatant conspiracy..." Shuoyue chuckled and told everyone frankly.

"Tomorrow morning, I will launch an attack, and I will not stop until I capture the capital of the Roman Empire and the emperor."

"Just you?!" a follower exclaimed.

"One person is enough." The man raised the corner of his mouth.

Hearing this, Boudica almost scolded Shuoyue for being ignorant of the world! But looking at the general's calm yet oppressive figure, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

Maybe, no, this famous general can definitely do this...

This is not an inference that arises from reason, but rather comes from some immeasurable level, from the almost fanatical worship and belief of those who have reached the top from the perspective of those who climb the military ladder.

If such an amazing general cannot do this, who else in the world can start this war to annihilate a country?

Boudica simply fell into silence. Seeing that the servants were silent, Fujimaru stepped forward and wanted to ask the third question, which was to ask what was going on with the abnormality in the United Empire and what kind of enemy the so-called demon beast He was. But before that, a dark figure got there first and made a cold voice.

"You are prepared to do this, are you?"

? ! " Fujimaru was surprised, but he saw that the swordsman who never took off his armor looked calm. On the contrary, Sakutsuki was out of character, put away the smile on his face, thought for a moment, and answered seriously.

"I don't know if what I did was right or wrong, but what I can say is that I didn't expect that kind of reward."

Although his words were unclear, everyone understood what Shuoyue was answering at that moment.

In the silence, the man continued:

"After all, was that liking out of friendship, out of gratitude, or because of the contact and experience in those few short days?"

"Everyone here knows that this is just a dream that is destined to wake up. I can just accept it without any concern."

How simple is that?

You are like a prince charming who has fallen from the sky, perfectly meeting all the fantasies of a young girl. She trusts you so much and relies on you so much. As long as you smile at her, she will feel happy and joyful. As long as you give her a hand, she will want to give her heart to you. He has no defense against all this.

Even if you want, you can conquer this delicate flower of Rome, and even show your prowess, and then start to do whatever you want on the bed...

But then what?