Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

The girl groaned and struggled desperately. However, the power gap was too great. No matter how hard the girl tried, Shuoyue's left hand was like steel and did not move.

In the intense movement, the girl's cloak slipped off, and Shuoyue could clearly see that she had several scabbards hanging around her waist, but she was not wearing a skirt. In addition, the navel-baring tights that looked more like strips of cloth than clothes made the young girl exude a provocative atmosphere like a prostitute.

"Jack the Ripper, who could have imagined that you, who descended as a class, were nothing more than the resentment of tens of thousands of abandoned children."

Jack the Ripper, a world-famous serial killer, killed five women (all prostitutes). Despite the full efforts of Scotland Yard, he was not arrested and brought to justice. He disappeared without a trace, becoming an indelible dark rumor in London.

This is a very special Heroic Spirit. The true identity of "Him" is unknown. It changes according to different classes or different lands. For the Holy Grail, unless the "real Jack the Ripper" is established, the summoned Jack the Ripper will continue to change.

The one who appears in the class is a silver-haired loli who looks harmless but is actually ruthless.

In the life story of this little Jack, she was the collective ghosts of many children aborted by prostitutes in the Whitechapel district of London. She died after killing several prostitutes. There was no special reason for this, but because a magician realized that this series of strange murders were crimes from demonic beings, he got rid of her early, and Jack the Ripper disappeared into the darkness.

"There is no epic past, nor any thought-provoking experience. It is just a story about a murderer who was created by the world and killed by a magician. That's all."

Shuoyue sneered at the tragic experience of the girl and the heaviness of London at that time. Hearing this, the girl, or little Jack, protested with dissatisfaction.

"We are not bad kids, we just want to go back to our mother's belly."

"However, the smaller the wish, the easier it is to be trampled and distorted." Shuoyue responded coldly, ignoring little Jack's fierce struggle and thinking about what to do next.

The summoning of Jack the Ripper was purely an accident. Although it did not affect Shuoyue's summoning as the Master of 'Blue', how to deal with her was also a problem.

Should he send her back to Heroes' Throne, or in order to increase the possibility of victory, should he recognize the thief as... no, recognize her as his goddaughter, find an opportunity to let Atalanta and Joan of Arc collide, and then let Jack the Ripper commit suicide to trigger their conflict, so as to fish in troubled waters?

Shuoyue had not yet realized how serious his ideological decline was, but before he could make a decision, he felt the struggle in his hands gradually weakening.

give up?

He looked down in surprise, only to see little Jack stop resisting, his ice-blue eyes staring straight ahead, at the third person in the room.

That was the woman who had just finished treatment and was slowly waking up from the dizziness caused by blood loss—Director Liu Lingxia.

With a slight nasal sound, Director Liu Lingxia gradually regained consciousness.

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw a girl. The girl had the clarity that only belongs to a child. Her ice-blue eyes were like crystal, reflecting her childhood, that innocent age.

Liu Dao Lingxia was also a well-educated young lady when she was young, but because her parents died in an accident, her life began to go downhill due to various factors, and she became a prostitute and was kept by a man.

As a result, the man named "Sagara Baoma" did not let her go and used her as a sacrifice in a magic ritual.

Falling in the dust and barely able to climb out, Liu Dao Lingxia looked at the girl in front of her, as if she was looking at her precious time that would never come back, and she couldn't help but reach out her hand.

Perhaps it was the nature of Liudao Lingxia's job that matched little Jack, or perhaps it was just some mysterious compatibility, but little Jack looked at the extremely fragile woman and murmured subconsciously.

"Mother."

I want a mother, I want to leave this world, go back to my mother's womb, and no longer be born as an abandoned baby.

This is the obsession of Jack the Ripper as a vengeful spirit, and also her test - the prostitutes whose bellies were ripped open by her in London, England, were physically returned to their "mother's belly" because they chose to refuse or expressed doubt.

Liu Dao Lingxia, who has lived as an ordinary person until now, has no idea how dangerous the situation is. As long as she shows a normal reaction, the little girl who she thinks is innocent will wave a dagger and dismember her.

And Shuoyue just watched coldly.

An assassin has no emotions, he only has a scale in his heart. If Liu Dao Lingxia gets the recognition of little Jack, he will naturally lend a helping hand.

On the other hand, if the woman fails the test, no matter how beautiful she is, he will only send her back to Heroes' Throne after Jack the Ripper kills her.

Fortunately, Director Liu Lingxia did not let herself down and she successfully seized the only opportunity.

Although she was kept by Sagara Baoma, the magician only treated her as a prop, and they were separated most of the time, without the chance to sleep in the same bed with each other, let alone being his mother.

But for some reason, the moment the girl called out "Mom", the softest part of Liudao Lingxia's heart was touched. Now she just wanted to hold the girl in her arms, care for her and protect her.

With genuine love in her heart, Liu Dao Lingxia opened her arms to the defenseless little Jack and gently held her in her arms.

"Yes, sure. I am your mother."

At the moment when Sixth Director Lingxia gave his answer, Shuoyue clearly saw little Jack's eyes widened in disbelief, and soon his mouth pursed, mist welled up in his ice-blue eyes, and he fell into Sixth Director Lingxia's arms like a young swallow, rubbing against her plump chest.

"Mom, Mom~Jack found Mom~"

Jack the Ripper was a murderer who killed five prostitutes.

Everyone says so, but if the disguise is removed, the so-called Ripper is just a child who can't find his way back.

No one was willing to lend her a helping hand.

No one felt any compassion for her.

But in modern times, thousands of years later, there finally appeared a mother in an emerald green dress who accepted them with a smile.

——It’s not without reason that they are the best master and servant in terms of compatibility.

Such a touching scene fell into Shuoyue's eyes, and only made him sigh.

Calming his mind, Shuoyue took a step forward, ignoring the two people who were alert because of his actions, and stood in the center of the summoning circle.

The time has come. Even though there is a time zone between them, Shuoyue can feel the spiritual veins on the other side of the ocean stirring and cheering.

Sagara Baoma chose a time that was beneficial to himself, so he was one step faster than the other masters, and Shuoyue was on the same frequency as Qianjieshu and the masters of the association.

Standing in the formation, treating himself as a holy relic so simply and crudely, Shuoyue raised the palm with the Command Seal drawn on it and read out the activation words in a flat tone.

Proclamation.

The magic circle that had summoned a Servant sensed the new call and became brighter again, lighting up the young man's calm eyes and the slightly raised corners of his mouth.

"Your body is at my command, and my fate is in your sword."

"If you follow the fate of the Holy Grail, follow this intention, and follow this principle, then respond!"

No matter how many times it has been said or seen, the spectacle of the myth of human history stepping out of the long river of history and descending into the modern world still makes people's hearts surge.

Taking a deep breath, Shuo Yue smiled with an unknown meaning and continued:

“I swear here that I will accomplish all the good in the world.”

I am the one who commits all the evil in the world!"

In response to the young man's oath, the formation shone brightly, and a holy blue storm swept in from the end!

By the way: In the movie, the Jack the Ripper summoned by Flatt did not have a definite entity, but he did turn into the appearance of little Jack. Because of the overly exposed posture, Flatt was quite shy and was almost caught by the police (laughing and crying).

Chapter 387: Mordred and the King She Rebelled Against

Chapter 388: Mordred and the King She Rebelled Against

"Use walls to block the winds from all directions and close the doors from all directions."

"Leave the crown and continue to circulate on the three-way road leading to the kingdom!"

Just as Shuoyue expected, not only him, but the other masters all chose to initiate the summoning at the same time.

Perhaps, this is the fate that determines the collision between them.

I swear here that I am the one who accomplishes all the good in the world, and I am the one who commits all the evil in the world. "

In the King's Room of Mirenia Fortress, the three members of the Thousand World Tree suddenly stopped chanting, leaving only a Master wearing glasses who calculated this gap and announced the next two sections.

"Yet you must keep your eyes open to chaos. You are the one held captive by the cage of madness. I am the one who controls its chains."

An additional chant for frenzy. From this, it can be confirmed that those he summoned will fall into madness to a certain extent.

Under the eager gazes of Danic and Vlad III, the Masters took a deep breath, endured the discomfort of having their organs toyed with, and used their wishes as an opportunity to have a conversation with the supreme being engraved in myths and legends.

Summoning words, only one section left.

In the cemetery of the Soma family church in the Far East, and among the kings of Mirenia Fortress, all the masters suppressed their surging emotions and called for their arrival.

You are wrapped in the seven days of the three great words, come from the wheel of suppression, guardian of the scales! "

The dark room suddenly became as bright as day, and a strong wind that traveled through time and space swept in. The androids hurriedly curled up, while Danic and a man wearing a golden mask bathed in it as if a cool breeze was blowing.

Then, “they” appeared on earth.

A dazzling light emanates from the intricately woven magic circle. In an instant, a miracle materializes, and heroes reach the realm of being neither human nor inhuman, taking people's fantasies as their bodies.

The storm subsided, and the blinding light gradually faded. Then, four figures appeared in the magic circle.

One of them was a slender girl in a white dress. She held a huge stick in her hand and looked around with a vague look in her eyes.

The other person was a middle-aged boy dressed in gorgeous clothes. He was the only one among the four who stared at the one who summoned him with a smile on his face.

There was another person, a young man holding a bow and arrow, wearing a straw-colored cloak, kneeling on one knee, prostrating himself on the ground.

The last person was a young man covered in shining armor and carrying a large sword on his back. His silver-gray hair swayed in the breeze.

"Oh oh..."

Someone sighed. Even Danik was distracted by this majestic appearance. Then, everyone announced the first words in unison. The tragic and brutal Holy Grail War between seven people fighting each other - the words to open the curtain of the war.

"We, 'Black, have come here in response to the summons."

"Our destiny is with the Thousand Worlds Tree, and our sword is your sword!"

In the carefully selected cemetery, Lion Jie was also successfully summoned.

So, you are mine?"

The short knight, who was wrapped in steel, asked. Although his voice was through his helmet, it was still clearly conveyed. Shishi Jie nodded and stretched out his hand.

"My name is Lion Jie Jie Li. It's yours, please take care of me."

Is this a cemetery? You really summoned me to a disgusting place. "

The hand he extended was ignored. The lion rubbed his scalp and said in defense:

"Yeah, even if you say so... no matter what, this is like my home ground to me."

"Were you born in a cemetery?"

"I spent my youth among corpses."

Having said that, the knight nodded to show his understanding.

"I see. You are a necromancer?"

"That's right. So, you're right, aren't you?"

Looking at the sword in the knight's hand, Lion Jie asked this.

"That's nonsense. If you can see me as or, there must be something seriously wrong with your eyes and brain."

...It seems that this really exists in the world.

"Could it be that I picked a fool?"

"No, no, you got the best one. I, Lion Jie Jie Li, am conceited and worthy of being your master."

"Hmph... I wonder if you're only good at talking."

"Let's get back to the point. First of all, can you tell me your real name? ...By the way, why is it that I am clearly yours, but there is still a part of me that I can't see?"

Usually, when you face off, you can get some information, such as physical strength, endurance, and valuable information about skills. This is a very valuable treasure in the formulation of strategy.

Therefore, the first thing they confirmed was naturally the ones they summoned. Only by understanding their various indicators could they refine the strategy for how to fight.

Yes, although the basic parameters of the knight in front of him can be confirmed, the inherent skills and Noble Phantasm data as the personality of the Heroic Spirit are all blocked and cannot be read.

"It's because of this helmet. I'm taking it off now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the helmet covering his face was disassembled and integrated into the armor. I don't know whether it was because of this overly modern technology or because of the elegance of "her" that was revealed, but Shishi Jie was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Is it a, girl...?"

No, maybe it was a boy. In any case, he was a very young person. Maybe because she was too surprised, she accidentally let the words slip, which made her mood suddenly worse. But Shizijie didn't notice this.

"Don't let me hear it a second time."

"what?"

The cold words filled with murderous intent brought Shizijie back to his senses.

"Next time you call me a woman, I can't guarantee that I can control myself."

His glowing eyes expressed his murderous intent. It seems he is serious, Shizijie muttered instinctively.

"Sorry, sorry. I won't say that again." Raising his hands, Lion Jie apologized honestly.

Although her face was distorted by anger, her mood seemed to have improved. She took a deep breath and whispered with a slightly disappointed expression:

"I forgive you. Don't talk about this topic again in the future. Remember this."

. So what is your real name——"