Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

After knowing Shuoyue's true identity, Illya was awkward for a while, but soon let down her guard under someone's dessert offensive and became enthusiastic again.

It wasn't just Illya. Behind her, Xiao Hei was playing with her hair and looking away; Miyu was pinching the corner of her clothes, her eyes revealing nervousness and hope.

"Of course." How could Shuoyue refuse his sisters' invitation? He smiled and nodded, "Let's do it at noon today. Shuoyue-kun's cooking class will start temporarily."

"Great!" Illya jumped up happily, and at this moment, the Holy Grail system made a sound.

[The punishment phase begins now]

Oh, here it comes, finally!

Shuoyue's spirits lifted, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky, while Artoria beside him had an expression as if she had lost her parents.

As the saying goes, a smile will never disappear, it will only transfer. The happiness of the funny people is always built on those who are punished.

Especially since she was dragged into this by some naughty kid.

Damn Mordred...

It’s a pity that no matter how Dai Mao mutters, the Holy Grail System will not stop running.

[Now start to transmit the punished]

The beam of light fell and quickly enveloped Altria, disappearing without a trace.

But when everyone looked around, they were shocked to discover a fact.

"Strange...why is Shuoyue gone?"

In the center of the camp, in front of the round table.

When Shuoyue opened his eyes, he saw Altria beside him with her body tense and murderous eyes. On the other side, Mordred looked as if he had rolled in mud and water, his whole body was dirty, and he was still sleeping soundly.

If we want to find the common point between the three of them, it is that Dai Mao and Mordred are the punished, and Shuoyue is Draco, the punished one... the master?

Realizing a possibility, Shuoyue broke out in a cold sweat.

Here we must emphasize once again that Draco's true form is the Shadow of Imaginary Numbers, that is, the familiar of Shuoyue. With Draco's ability, it is not impossible for him to transfer the punishment to Shuoyue, his 'master'.

But I would rather not have a master in this situation!

It was a pity that the Holy Grail system would not stop because of Altria's prayers, nor would it be modified because of Shuoyue's protests. All that was heard was the cold and ruthless system voice continuing:

[Randomly drawing the Great Adventure Penalty, drawing...drawing completed]

Two rays of light enveloped Altria and Mordred at the same time. Amid their exclamations, they felt that their spiritual bases were undergoing some unknown changes...

[Penalty: Contestants 7 and 10 will only be allowed to tell the truth and must answer questions within one day.]

"Everyone, retreat!" Ritsuka, who had just come with the crowd of spectators, gave an order and led his followers to scatter like birds and beasts.

There was no way, who didn't know about the grudges between King Arthur and the rebellious knights? This punishment was simply a thunderbolt for them. If they said something wrong by mistake, they didn't know whether they would fight each other first, or whether they would kill the audience first and then make a conclusion.

All in all, in order to avoid hatred OT, Ritsuka fully demonstrated the decisiveness of a Master and escaped with the other Servants, leaving only Altria and Mordred who were being forcibly transformed, and Sakutsuki who wanted to run but couldn't.

The light faded, and the two knights who looked similar opened their eyes, looked at each other, covered their mouths at the same time, their faces flushed, and exchanged glances, conveying their determination to never surrender.

Shuoyue was so amused by what he saw that he couldn't help but say something stupid:

"I say, is this just an attempt to cover up something?"

"Please be quiet, Lord Shuoyue!" Artoria glared at him and answered the question in this way.

Xiao Mo was much more honest. She endured it again and again, but finally couldn't help but yelled out:

"Who is trying to hide it? It only makes it more obvious! I am who I am, the rebellious knight Mordred. What is there to hide?"

"In other words, you still stick to your idea?" Shuoyue coaxed patiently, but Mordred took the bait decisively.

"Of course! I, I most...most..."

It was not until this moment that Mordred realized the seriousness of the matter, and it was too late to resist.

She gritted her teeth, pinched her thighs hard, and even her spiritual foundation was shaken, but she still couldn't help but spill the forbidden words from her lips:

"I like it the most, I like..."

I love Father the most!

Chapter 368: The Angry Shota Version of Shuoyue

Chapter 369: Angry Shota Version: New Moon

What are your feelings towards your father?

Looking back on her short life, everything came and went like the wind, and the one who could guide her path was never Morgan who abandoned her, but the king who was more dazzling and more holy than anyone else.

That is why she devoted her entire life to it, whether it was protecting or rebelling against it.

[As my son, you are qualified to inherit the throne. For now, hide your identity and serve the king. The day Arthur falls, you will become king.]

His mother's words were still ringing in his ears, but Mordred had long been accustomed to not accepting or paying attention to them.

As long as I hold on to my longing for the King, it will be enough to decorate my fleeting life.

[I see. Although it was a trick of my sister, you are indeed my child. However, I am not prepared to admit this, and I will not entrust the throne to you.]

Then I fell from the clouds, and my longing was dyed red by hatred.

Until the final battle on Sword Hill, the hearts of the two men had never been closer than they were, as if they were separated by a glacier.

By now, Mordred has become accustomed to interpreting herself as rebellious, which is her best protective color.

So, how could she...how could she take the initiative to tear off this scar? !

You like your father the most? Are you kidding me!

I am a rebellious knight! I am Mordred! I am the one who destroyed the Round Table and Arthur!

How could I bow down to Arthur just for a small punishment?

"Come on, Xiao Mo, don't hide it anymore, come on, say your love out loud~~"

Shuoyue was still trying to persuade him, but Xiaomo glared at him, as if he had finally broken down, and shouted out his true feelings:

"Who said I like him? I hate the Knight King the most!"

Knight King = King Arthur = Altria.

In other words, the rebellious knight Mordred does not like King Arthur Altria.

This sentence sounds perfectly fine, but Shuoyue, who knows your story well, how could she possibly believe her lies?

But the incredible thing is that this is what Mordred really thinks!

Looking at the refreshed Mordred, Shuoyue's first reaction was not to question him, but to turn his head and look at Altria.

"My king, you are okay... Oh, forget it."

Thinking of the punishment, Shuoyue was considerate enough not to ask any questions. Moreover, just looking at Altria's drooping alopecia could explain everything.

"Lord Shuoyue." Pursing her lips, Artoria managed to keep her expression calm, but her posture was a little shaky. "I'm sorry... I lost my composure a little."

She turned around and left the round table without looking back, as if she was running away.

Shuoyue stared at her back and could not help but remain silent.

For Altria, who holds the Knights of the Round Table in great importance, how much of a blow did Mordred's words cause her?

Sakutsuki could only be thankful that he had resolved Daimao's knot in the fourth battle. Although his heart ached, at least Altria would not question him.

As for that little Mordred...

"Hey, what happened? Why did she leave?" Mordred was still feeling proud of himself for hiding the truth, but the next second he saw Daimao turn around and leave, "Damn it, am I the only one who has to explain a lot of nonsense?"

"You'd better shut up. You're not a Knight of the Round Table." Shuoyue wanted to knock Xiaomo on the head, but the next second, his punishment came.

[Randomly drawing the Great Adventure Penalty, drawing...drawing completed]

[Penalty content: Player No. 1 has regressed and will be forced to return for one day]

The white beam of light descended violently, and the next moment, a creepy 'crackling' sound was heard along with Shuoyue's shout.

"Hey, wait wait wait... Stop messing around with me, let me do it myself!"

"Can the punishment come by itself?" Ritsuka came closer at some point and whispered in surprise.

"For some reason, if this kind of thing happened in Sakutsuki, it wouldn't feel out of place at all." Tamamonomae complained with his eyes wide open.

"Ugh, I feel like that's the sound of bones being crushed..."

"Xiao, Xiao Hei, don't scare me!"

"Brother, he should be fine..."

The three little ones chirped and cast concerned glances at the figure in the light column.

No matter what, they still have to rely on Shuoyue to go back!

"No!" Suddenly, Mashu exclaimed, "Look, has Mr. Shuoyue become smaller?"

Before everyone could take a closer look, the white beam of light dissipated, and in its place appeared... a small little boy who was hurriedly putting on a black robe!

"This... this is!" Mordred's eyes widened and he exclaimed in disbelief, "A little brat?"

“You’re the brat, Mordred!” Cursing loudly, the white-haired and golden-eyed little boy finally put on his priest robe again, and with a flick of his hand, eight more black keys appeared. “It’s bad enough that you made Aho-ge sad, but now you have the guts to complain about me? Believe it or not, I’ll roast you into a braised lion’s head for lunch!”

"Come on, even though I can't beat you, I can also...wait, what kind of nonsense is this! No, you just wait, at least until today is over!"

"Hmph, defeated general, I'm ready to fight you anytime!"

"You...you remember this!"

Mordred, who was punished for "Truth", retreated in embarrassment, and looking at the handsome little boy who exploded at the slightest touch, Ritsuka and Mashu looked at each other, not knowing for a moment whether to show their maternal love first or to retreat.

"I feel like Sakutsuki Onii-chan's temper has become much more irritable."

"Yeah, it wasn't like this before."

Hearing this, Mashu turned her head and looked a little surprised: "Ms. Illya, Miss Miyu, and Miss Xiaohei... aren't you surprised?"

"What are you surprised about? He used to lie to us like this before." Xiao Hei said calmly, "Ah, although he wasn't as emotional as he is now."

"Come to think of it, what is the punishment called...regressive phenomenon, right?" Illya had never seen Shuoyue lose control like this before, and she was a little surprised for a moment.

"Could it be, even the mind?!" Miyu covered her mouth in disbelief, but found that Shuoyue was already looking at them.

"Hey, Miyu, and you guys!" As he spoke, Shuoyue walked towards them quickly.

"Ah... here!" Illya and the others immediately stood at attention. Even Ritsuka couldn't help but hold his breath, fearing that he would be targeted by this hot-tempered boy.

However, when Shuoyue came over, his expression had returned to calm. Looking at the timid Miyu, the young man, no, or the boy, stood on tiptoe and patted her shoulder somewhat uncomfortably:

"Don't you want to know your cooking skills? Lunch time is almost here, let's go."

"Ah... okay." Miyu quickly agreed and breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what, as long as my brother can return to normal.

The girls relaxed their minds and had not yet realized what kind of Shura field they were about to face.

Chapter 369: Pressure from Chef Shota

Chapter 370: Pressure from Chef Shota

At noon, in the kitchen of the Wu family courtyard.

According to the memories of the people involved, Cu Chulainn, Illya, Ritsuka, and even Altria—

It was an extremely painful experience.

A certain man, no, a certain hot-tempered young boy was using killing to prove his truth in the kitchen. The cruelty of his methods and the sharpness of his words were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Even if I ran back to my room and closed the door, I could still hear the scolding from the kitchen:

"That's enough of you!"

She was so angry that she even materialized her spirit outfit. She was dressed in red and looked like a woman possessed by an old woman. She aimed at Illya and fired at him:

"Why do you have the ability to cook food darker than your brother's!"

Turning around, he picked up a piece of Xiao Hei's work. Shuoyue exerted force with his wrist, but failed to crush the dish. The word "井" suddenly appeared on his forehead.

"This vegetable is so damn tough, so tough that Mashu could use it to build the walls of Camelot!"