Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

But out of caution, he still wanted to confirm whether he, a tiny butterfly, would flap his wings and create a tornado in this war?

"Let's see what happened last night." Saying this, Shuoyue signaled Yanye to communicate with the familiar and play the video that was saved last night.

The tragedy happened in an instant.

It was an invisible black shadow. When it appeared in the eyes of the familiar, the black shadow had already thrown a few stones it picked up, breaking the barriers that connected the Tohsaka family and breaking into the courtyard.

But at the moment when the black shadow tried to shake the foundation of the barrier, a shiny spear flew from above like lightning and pierced the back of his hand.

Because of the help of Sakutsuki, a great magician who inherited thousands of years of magical knowledge, they were able to monitor the familiars of the Tohsaka family at an unexpectedly high level. Even the astonishment and disbelief of the black shadow were clearly reflected in the eyes of the familiars.

A majestic golden figure stood on the triangular gable roof of the Tōsaka family. The man looked so majestic and glittering that even the stars in the sky and the bright white moon were dimmed by him.

"You are just an ant crawling on the ground, who allowed you to raise your head?"

The golden figure questioned coldly, his pair of eyes as bright red as blazing fire looking down at the person lying on the ground, his tone contained no contempt, only indifference.

"How dare you, an ant, look me in the face? Ants should die like ants, looking at the ground."

Countless shining weapons fell down with a sound of breaking wind.

The familiars watching outside the Tōsaka family watched helplessly as the first loser of the Fourth Holy Grail War, a Servant, was defeated miserably without even a chance to fight back.

The image ends here.

silence.

When Matou Kariya finished watching the massacre, he fell into a long silence.

He asked himself, if it were him, if it were him, would he be able to kill so easily?

Regardless, it was also the carrier of the Heroic Spirit, an existence that ordinary magi could not resist at all.

Can he and his servants defeat Tōsaka Tokiomi and that Gilgamesh?

"Yan Ye, what do you think?" At this time, Shuoyue's tone was very similar to Di's.

“Just say what you think, little bastard.” Kariya glared at him unhappily.

"Then I'll just tell you the conclusion." Shuoyue said with a smile, "This battle is fake, it's just for us to see."

"Because I have fought with that golden Servant before, I know that guy is not the kind of person who likes to stay quiet."

Shuoyue walked in front of everyone, moved his fingers rhythmically, and replayed the video from the time the golden figure appeared. This time, Miyu also saw the problem:

"The time... is too short."

"Yes, the time between the appearance of the entity and the attack of Tōsaka's Servant was too short, as if they were prepared in advance and waiting for the opponent to come to them." Sakuya touched Miyu's head and said with a smile, "Don't forget that she has a job skill called 'Breath Blocking', how could she be discovered so easily."

“And if what Sakutsuki said is correct, then there is only one reason why Tōsaka Tokiomi’s servants arrived so quickly.” Kariya, who had gradually calmed down, also realized that this play was full of flaws, “That is, all of this was prepared in advance.”

"I heard that the Master has taken refuge in the Cathedral Church, and the Supervisor has announced that he will be placed under protection."

“Humph, that’s a really good idea.” Kariya snorted. After a year of hellish training, he was no longer a novice in magic. “Although I don’t know how he managed to survive, if this is the case, other Masters will definitely let their guard down and let them steal our information easily.”

You know, the Holy Grail War is fought as a war of intelligence, and the advantages brought by those who are best at collecting intelligence by switching from open to covert operations can be imagined.

What bothered Kariya even more was that, since Tōsaka Tokiomi would allow such a drama to be played out in his courtyard, it meant that he and his Master, Kotomine Kirei, were allies.

This makes it even more difficult for him to defeat Tōsaka Tokiomi.

"Kotomine Kirei...huh?" Recalling the depressed man in robes with fists as powerful as mountains, Sakutsuki raised the corner of his mouth, not hiding his murderous intent at all.

Before that priest completely degenerates, Shuoyue will send him to hell with his own hands.

Just as the two men were thinking their own thoughts, Xiaoying, who had been quietly standing by, raised her hand and said weakly, "Well, um, Brother Shuoyue."

"The flight you're waiting for has arrived."

Her golden eyes lit up instantly, and even others could clearly sense her anticipation. Sakutsuki smiled, hugged Sakura and spun around, then walked out the door impatiently: "Come on, Miyu, let's go shopping today!"

"Yeah." Miyu nodded. Although Sakura was a little envious, she was sensible and didn't say anything.

After all, Shuoyue has been with her these days, and she is already very satisfied.

“So what’s the connection between flights and shopping?” Although he had known about this for a long time, Kariya still couldn’t help but complain, and then shouted loudly, “Be safe! Also, come back soon!”

"Got it! You'll be indispensable for dinner!"

When Sakutsuki and Miyu set off, a charter plane of Volare Italian Airlines from Germany landed on the runway at F Airport, the closest airport to Fuyuki City.

The princess from the city of winter and a handsome knight visited this small city with an ill-fated fate.

Chapter 33 Reunion with My Wife

The mobile elevator was connected to the hatch, which then opened.

A young woman dressed in pure white walked out of the cabin. She wore a white velvet hat, a white coat, and a white knee-length skirt. With her snow-white skin and long silver hair, she looked like a pure white princess from a fairy tale, which was very suitable for the midwinter season.

Irisviel, the "Master" from the Einzbern family, looked up at the soft afternoon sunlight with a relaxed smile on her face.

Behind her, there was a tall boy. Judging from his appearance, the boy was not inferior to the woman in front of him. His long golden hair was simply raised, and he was wearing a simple black suit, which exuded a capable and bold aura, complementing the pure white woman who was looking at him with a smile.

They were like princesses and knights from a Western fairy tale, followed by three maids. Wherever they went, they would attract the amazed gazes of others.

If someone could hear their conversation, they would be more convinced that they were strange and pure beings isolated from this world.

"I'm very happy to be able to travel with two people. Because no matter how many times you see it, you will never get tired of it."

"Irisviel, is there anything strange?"

"It's nothing, don't worry about it."

Every time you smile like that, it means something. I hope you can tell me honestly what it is. "

"I was thinking that your inability to spirit form isn't entirely a bad thing. Thanks to your inability to spirit form, I was able to enjoy helping you pick out clothes."

The so-called Artoria sighed. The limitation of not being able to transform into a spirit body was a serious defect. It would not be surprising if she was scolded by the master. ★彡彡★ It was not what I wanted to say that someone liked this defect. Now I have to warn the master not to make fun of it. It was putting the cart before the horse.

“Irisviel, can I really blend in with the crowd of this era with this outfit?”

"Hmm... probably. This is my first time in this country too, so I feel a little uneasy."

If there was a third person with the common sense of the Japanese people present, that person would definitely disagree with Irisviel’s point of view.

Before leaving, Alice had a set of modern clothes tailored for her, and picked them up at the dealership at Frankfurt Airport. It was a navy blue dress shirt, paired with a tie and a dark French-European suit. It was completely a men's outfit.

It must have looked very strange and funny for a girl about 155 cm tall to wear this outfit - but it was not the case when she put it on.

That is not the perverse beauty of so-called men's clothing beauties. Her beauty is set off by a cold and handsome temperament, which is completely different from the beauty of women. She is dressed in men's clothing like an extraordinary and beautiful boy. Her slender body and fair skin make people intuitively think of a pure boy who does not yet have the charm of a mature man.

"Speaking of which, this outfit was actually prepared for a young man, but the boy left in such a hurry that I didn't have time to give it to him. Fortunately, you came, otherwise this outfit would have been covered in dust." Looking at the heroic man, Alice clasped her hands together slightly and revealed a childish smile.

"Is it that Mr. 'Shirou'?" Altria knew what Irisviel was talking about. After all, when she arrived, the chapel had just been renovated, and the magnificent aura lingering on the spiritual veins of the City of Winter could not be hidden from her perception.

As for Shirou, who almost turned the Winter City upside down, it is natural for a serious person to ask about him.

However, regarding the description of the young man, there was a great conflict between Irisviel's children and the head of the Winter City.

"Illya said that the young man was gentle and kind, and a very good big brother; but Ahadeon said that he was a cold-blooded and cruel executioner. Although Kiritsugu didn't say anything, his vigilance towards Shirou was like facing the Master of the Holy Grail War, or even more cautious than that... Speaking of which, I haven't asked you yet, Irisviel, what kind of person do you think he is?"

“Him?” Irisviel said, with her hands behind her back, skipping forward. “He’s a very interesting and mysterious child.”

She thought about it and added, "Well, he's a good person."

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nice guy?

After thinking about it seriously, I laughed and shook my head.

To Irisviel, anyone who treats her well is a good person, right?

But who would harbor ill will toward this pure Winter Princess?

This is exactly why she is willing to protect Irisviel.

Thinking this, the knight who appeared in his professional role took a step forward and followed closely behind Irisviel.

Inevitably, she developed a great curiosity about the young man named "Shirou".

What kind of person is he?

All the luggage unloaded from the warehouse was handed over to the maids, and Irisviel walked towards the customs empty-handed. However, they had a disagreement on the next action plan.

The serious Altria thinks that she should meet up with Emiya Kiritsugu as soon as possible, but Irisviel, for some reason, is very interested in the city of Fuyuki.

Under her questioning, Irisviel seemed to realize that her choice lacked a sense of crisis, and after hesitating for a moment, she chose to tell the truth.

As a puppet created for the Holy Grail War, Irisviel has been living in Winter City - this is her first time leaving Winter City and being outside.

Artoria showed great astonishment at this fact.

Her life before was not very happy, but if this woman in front of her had really been locked up in that frozen castle since she was born, living a life like a bird in a cage...

After a moment's silence, Altria asked the driver to stop the car, then got out and opened the door for Alice.

? ”

"Although this is my first time walking in this city, it is a knight's duty to lead the way for the lady." The knight with blond hair and blue eyes took off the glove on his right hand, extended his hand to the princess, his eyes full of tenderness.

"please."

Irisviel blinked, her eyes filled with cheerful joy, and she reached out and hooked her hand.

Leaving the car seats that isolate them from the outside world, the natural young women and the beauties in men's clothing walk in the bustling city, strolling leisurely and casually.

And somewhere on this street, the young man with golden eyes and white hair seemed to sense something. He looked into the distance with a smile on his face.

"I found you..."

Even in the bustling city, the pairing with Irisviel was still quite eye-catching.

The young woman was full of extraordinary grace. Her long, shiny silver hair and cashmere wool coat looked natural and natural instead of luxurious. There was also a handsome boy beside her, holding her hand. If you were not at a cocktail party full of movie stars, you would never have the chance to see such a perfect couple.

This beautiful phantom that only exists in movie screens is actually strolling leisurely on the streets of a local city in Japan. Every pedestrian on the road stops in an instant and opens their eyes wide.

But even though they were amazed, passers-by had no intention of going up to talk to them.

Because this couple seemed to be adhering to a certain duty. Although they blend into the noisy crowd, they always keep a certain distance and watch the activities in the city calmly.

At this moment, the door of the shop next door opened and the black-haired girl walked out. She was caught off guard and bumped into the woman with silver hair and red eyes.

"Be careful." Irisviel hugged the little girl to prevent her from falling, and the person next to her took a step forward and suddenly stood in front of them.

The strong warning brought by her intuition prompted her to send a sharp look to a figure in the store.

Under her gaze, the handsome young man in a dark suit with gold patterns embroidered on it raised his lips and smiled at Irisviel who was in a daze:

"Long time no see, ma'am."

Chapter 34 The entanglement of fate

Dangerous, quite dangerous.

This was Altria's first reaction.

This is by no means an unfounded speculation, because she possesses an inherent skill called "intuition", which is at level A and can even briefly predict the future.

Just now, she keenly captured from the future line the possibility of being pierced to death by countless sword blades.

Although the possibility of this happening was extremely small, it proved that the young man had the power to kill her.

But soon, he realized that his vigilance was unnecessary, because after a brief moment of daze, Irisviel soon showed a surprised smile: "It's Shirou, I didn't expect to meet you here, Illya missed you very much."

Shirou paused, then turned his head sharply.

Red hair, brown eyes, and the end of her eyebrows are shaped like lightning.

However, this illusion soon disappeared. The young man standing in front of her had white hair and even his eyes turned into brilliant gold.

Strange... The handsome knight frowned, and for some reason he sensed a great sense of familiarity and disobedience.

On the other side, Miyu returned to Sakutsuki and raised her eyes, secretly looking at her brother.

Shirou?"

It was that name again, but Miyu couldn't remember it at all.

But this name is so familiar.

More than once, Miyu was troubled by her missing memories.