Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

His name is Shishi Jiejieli, a former student of the Clock Tower, now a necromancer and mercenary, and one of the masters designated by El-Melloi II.

In the Fourth Holy Grail War in another world, Kiritsugu specifically sought him out and customized special undead bullets in order to deal with the Sakutsuki that destroyed the Winter City.

"Hmm..." Faced with the detailed information of the commission, Shizijie stroked his unkempt beard and fell into deep thought.

Belphebon did not hide, or rather, could not hide, the fact that the "cleaning team" that was traveling with Lion Jie was killed by servants and only six people were left, and he had told him everything.

Although Shizijie understood the reason for the failure, he had to consider it for the sake of his own life.

"What will happen to the Greater Holy Grail if we win?"

"Of course, we will ensure victory. The thing that can easily reach the root is right in front of us. We don't know if the surviving magus can remain calm."

Belphebon recalled what El-Melloi II had said and responded calmly.

I see. Lion Jie nodded in agreement.

Does it mean "You will be responsible for anything that happens after destroying Yugdomrenia"? It doesn't matter if you can fulfill the wish, prevent the wish, or - destroy everything.

Of course, this old fox in front of him must have a plan. He will probably send out a recovery force as soon as the war ends.

But, but! If you can successfully get ahead of others, you will definitely have the opportunity to achieve your wish!

The trembling of excitement ran through the lion's back. Perhaps he had indeed observed the excitement, and the old man nodded as he expected, "Do you accept the commission?"

However, don't respond right away. If you do, it will show your weakness.

With this in mind, the war-torn mercenary and necromancer agreed to participate in the second round of negotiations with Belfebon.

At the reminder of the New Moon, the Magic Association gathered the selected masters at a faster speed. On the Thousand Worlds Tree side, the New Moon also brought about the influence. In order to obtain new power, Danic called on the masters of the Thousand Worlds Tree and gathered them in front of the throne of the Mirenia Fortress when night fell.

After confirming that the four summoners were in their designated positions, Danic bowed his head respectfully towards the empty throne.

"Then, my king, the ceremony will begin now."

Um. "

A voice that abandoned arrogance sounded, and light particles gathered on the throne, transforming into the posture of the Grand Duke of Wallachia. Judging from his breath, his injuries had fully recovered.

The price he paid was the increasingly thin red marks on the back of Danik's hands.

No matter what Danic thought, his expression was still respectful, because the one sitting on the throne was the greatest hero of Transylvania, Romania, the commander-in-chief feared by the Turkish soldiers and known as the Impaler.

Yes, since this is Romania, his popularity is almost the highest, even comparable to Hercules in Greece and King Arthur in England.

It is precisely because of Vlad III's value that Danic would not hesitate to waste the Master's greatest power and pay the price for Vlad III and his underestimation of the enemy.

He cast a glance at Danik, his most loyal subordinate, and let his majestic voice resound among the kings:

"Quickly, summon the heroic spirits who are willing to be my brothers and sisters."

"According to the order."

Danic bowed respectfully and announced to the four people:

"Then let us begin. We are the magicians who are proud of the Thousand Worlds Tree. When this ritual ends, we will embark on a path of battle from which there is no turning back. - Are you ready?"

The four of them wordlessly revealed their unwavering determination as they stood at the front of the summoning circle.

In addition to the large-scale summoning of the 'Black' camp in the Mirenia Fortress, and the summoning of the Lion Jieli using the fragments of the Round Table in the church cemetery in Bucharest, on an island thousands of miles away, there was also a young man who took off his cloak and stood in the center of the summoning circle.

The same call came from different places.

Declare it!

Note, it is the center of the summoning circle~~ (smile)

Chapter 385 Mom?

Chapter 386 Mom?

Time goes back to the moment when the new moon arrived in Neon.

Walking out of the airport and strolling on the oriental streets, Shuoyue took off his cloak and looked around with some curiosity.

“Is this Neon from 2004…Interesting.”

So far, he has experienced the Fourth Holy Grail War, the island city in 1994; the world of Magical Girl Illya, and the peaceful Fuyuki in 2007; and now, he is standing in 04, which is gradually entering the modern era. Time point, looking out onto the street.

Not everyone can be like Shuoyue, who has witnessed all the changes in the world measured in years in just a few months.

He wandered through time, side by side with countless heroes of the past and future.

With a light sigh, Shuoyue treasured up the emotion and melancholy that belonged only to a time traveler. He stood in front of the vending machine and calmly threw out a few spider puppet familiars to further increase the efficiency of the investigation.

He left the main battlefield in Romania and traveled thousands of miles to the worthless Neon, so he certainly didn't come here for tourism.

According to the information in the original work, there is a lone black master here.

Its name is: Sagara Leopard Horse.

The Sagara family combines Japanese and Western sorcery, ensuring the safety of buildings or protecting humans at the cost of human lives in order to make a fortune. Naturally, their skills are not up to par. In order to perform the summoning with complete preparations, Sagara Baoma left Yugdomrenia and returned to his hometown in the Far East.

——This should have been a secret that had not been made public, but unfortunately a time traveler with foresight had infiltrated this war.

It’s a pity that the magical Toide didn’t specify the time and place, and I got the address of the Sagara family from the clock tower... I can only do a thorough search and pray to find Sagara Baoma before the summons.

Even though she was racing against time, Shuo Yue didn't look too anxious. Instead, while urging her familiar to penetrate her spiritual veins, she bent down, picked up the drink she bought, opened the ring, and took a sip.

"Hiss...black bean and ginger flavor? Why is there such a weird drink in another world?!"

There is a woman.

She was a woman who possessed the advantages of both Eastern and Western women, probably in her early twenties, with a pure look mixed with a bit of coquettishness. Her long brown hair fell on her magnificent and undulating chest. Her light green dress was very thin, revealing the soft curves of her body, especially her plump and attractive buttocks, which looked even fuller against the dress.

There is no doubt that this is a very attractive woman.

But not everyone is kind to women, especially when a woman's value as a sacrifice exceeds her body.

Her body was cut open, with countless cuts on her abdomen. Blood flowed onto the floor, and an ancient magic circle was drawn in the hands of the man who supported her.

Because of the weakness caused by excessive blood loss, the woman could not hear the man's mumbling clearly and could only vaguely hear a few words.

"almost."

"Holy Grail War."

"The Ripper."

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"Victory, the Thousand Worlds Tree, the Sagara family, a long-cherished wish..."

As her consciousness faded and she became confused, the woman heard the man's last words.

"Feel honored, Liudao Lingxia, you will become the sacrifice for my Thousand World Tree Clan to reach the pinnacle. The moment you die is the moment my Servant will descend!"

Those were words that were destined to be incomprehensible to those who had no affinity with mystery. But even if she couldn't understand them, the woman named 'Liu Dao Ling Xia' could still sense the strong breath of death approaching her little by little.

So that's it, am I going to die? she thought.

There is not much struggle or unwillingness, there is only regret as vague as a floating cloud.

After her family fell into poverty, her life became that of a walking corpse, mechanically eating, sleeping, and living as someone's mistress or vassal, and that was all.

Death may be a relief for her.

But if I could...

"Close it, close it, close it, close it, close it."

"But when it overflows, it must burst."

Proclamation.

"You are my subordinate, and I entrust my fate to your sword."

"Follow the call of the Holy Grail. If you follow this will and the laws of nature, you must answer immediately!"

Amid the man's passionate hymn-like singing, Liudao Lingxia saw the light. The mysterious light enveloped her, keeping her conscious while allowing Liudao Lingxia to clearly feel that her life was slipping away bit by bit and she was suffering.

Amidst the unspeakable pain, Liu Dao Lingxia's long-dormant desire to survive gradually rose again.

I still don’t want to die.

Although I don't have much attachment to this world, I also don't like being supported by others and living in a daze.

But I still don’t want to die, I want to live!

I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die!

Someone come and save me, someone come... someone come and save me!

I want to live! I want to live!

The blood in the body was getting less and less, and the warm current coming from the floor was getting more and more. Later on, it was no longer warmth but burning heat.

The woman, covered in wounds, lay on the burning ground, as if she were a burnt offering to the gods.

Liu Dao Lingxia knew that death was getting closer and closer.

Do you want to live?

At the moment of death, a thought like an illusion reached Liudao Lingxia's heart, forcing her to give the most sincere answer.

"I, I want to live!"

[No matter what the cost?]

“No matter what the cost!” The desire to survive grew wildly in her heart. Lingxia, the Sixth Director, could not make a sound, but her heart was shouting louder than ever before, “Save me, if there is anyone here, please save me!”

[Very good! Then the rest of your life——]

The thoughts in his mind disappeared, replaced by the shattering wall and a ray of cold light that attacked Sagara Baoma.

"It belongs to me!"

At the same time as the contract was concluded, Sakutsuki waved his right hand and separated Sagara Heima's head from his body, while his left hand composed healing magic to restore Rokudo Reika, who was on the verge of fainting due to excessive blood loss.

puff.

Sagara's head fell to the ground, and he didn't even have time to show surprise on his face. As a Master in the Holy Grail War, he would never have thought that someone would kill him the moment he summoned a Servant.

The replacement space opened, and Sakutsuki sank Sagara Baoma's body into Tokyo Bay, but his eyes were fixed on the increasingly brighter summoning circle. After hesitating for a long time, he finally withdrew the destruction magic in his hand and sighed.

"One step too late..."

For future plans, Shuo Yue could not make a big fuss at the Xiangliang family. He could only spend a lot of effort to crack the Xiangliang family's magic workshop after locking the location of Xiangliang's leopard horse.

The poor magic power made Shuoyue suffer a lot. He had to rest after breaking through one section, and it was too late when he found this place.

"It turns out that shaking the will of the 'catalyst' cannot affect the summoning ceremony itself." Sakutsuki sighed with a blank expression on his face, and clenched the fist gun in his hand.

If nothing unexpected happens, a young girl form of Jack the Ripper will appear in this magic circle. She must be caught before she uses the Fog Night and Information Erasure skills. Otherwise, once the Servant escapes, it will have an unknown impact on the future, which is not a result that Shuoyue wants to see.

As the pure light of the summons faded, a petite figure appeared in the center of the magic circle. Like a baby animal that had just hatched from its shell, it looked around, then fixed its gaze on Shuoyue and called out in an innocent and childish voice:

"Mother?"

Chapter 386 Jack the Ripper and Sixth Director Lingxia

Chapter 387 Jack the Ripper and Sixth Director Lingxia

What appeared in front of Shuoyue was a loli with a petite figure and delicate face.

This is a very cute child. She is wearing a cloak that covers her whole body. Her silver hair is a little messy. Her ice-blue eyes sparkle in the dim room. She looks like a kitten. Her clear eyes, small nose and delicate mouth make people feel pity for her.

When a loli like this calls "Mom" in a voice full of dependence, I'm sure any woman will be overwhelmed with maternal love.

It’s a pity that it’s not Shuoyue’s turn to be feminized yet. Although he is an assassin, he is not as obsessed with LL as Leon, so the young man just held the handle of the gun and shook his head calmly.

"Sadly, no."

As soon as she finished speaking, this cute girl touched her inner thigh, two silver daggers slipped into her palms, and rushed towards Shuo Yue.

There is no doubt that the two daggers were aimed at vital points, and the strikes were precise and decisive. Anyone with weaker strength would not even have time to resist and would die instantly.

It's a pity that the servant that Little Jack met was Shuoyue, who came here with the vicious martial art of "Bajiquan".

Slide, punch, and counter-grab.

He disarmed the girl in no time. Sakutsuki even maintained the healing magic in his left hand, and with just one hand he held the disobedient little servant in his arms, preventing her from moving.

"Ugh, let me go, let me go!"