Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

When saying this, Shizijie Jieli had not yet realized what a troublesome Servant he had summoned. But dozens of seconds later, this young female knight shouted "How hateful", and then smashed the fragments of the legendary Round Table with a sword, and stepped on the holy relic that might never be found again. This behavior made Shizijie understand her real name in a different way.

For the Knights of the Round Table, it should have been a place where they could chat and laugh. Although the Knights of the Round Table eventually became enemies, that was not their original intention.

Since you have such hatred towards this round table, then——

Lion Jie immediately thought of her real name. If there was any knight who hated the Round Table so much, it must be the only Knight of the Round Table who had clearly betrayed the King of Knights.

. Your real name, is it possible that it is 'Mordred'?"

Mordred frowned slightly at Lion's question. Her real name was guessed because of her actions just now, which made her seem a little embarrassed. But she still declared in a resolute tone:

"That's right. My name is Mordred, and I am the only legitimate heir to the Knight King Arthur Pendragon."

You betrayed me, didn't you? "

Facing the criticism from Shizi Jie, his face suddenly turned red and he declared:

"Ah, that's right. I did rebel. That king never acknowledged my strength until the end. Whether in swordsmanship or political tactics, I can be on par with the king - no, I should have surpassed her. However, that bastard king refused to let me ascend the throne because of my background."

The cold voice was not due to suppressing the impulse, but the opposite. The anger and hatred that made her whole body tremble were living in her body.

Her origin - it is said that Mordred is the illegitimate child born between King Arthur and his sister Morgan, which is too fatal.

"So I betrayed him and sent him on his way. I wanted to show that king that his rule was meaningless."

That's right. According to the legend, it was this Mordred who pushed King Arthur to his death. Even though he was pierced through the body by the Holy Lance, this Mordred still dealt King Arthur the fatal blow.

The dying King Arthur threw the holy sword back into the lake and went to the fairyland. Mordred died on Camlann Hill. The only thing that was passed down was the notoriety of a rebellious knight.

"Huh. So, your wish is to become a king?"

For Mordred, who was refused the throne, becoming the king was undoubtedly her wish that she should ask the Holy Grail to fulfill. However, Mordred responded to the words of the Lion with a sad tone:

"No, that's wrong. I don't want to use the power of the Holy Grail to become king. Even if I ascend the throne, my father will never agree. My wish is to be able to challenge the Sword of the Chosen, that's all."

"The Sword of the Chosen One? Is it the sword that King Arthur is said to have drawn?"

Nodding. Yes, it is said that when King Arthur was a teenager, he pulled out the sword that no strong man in the country could challenge successfully, and thus gained the qualification to become king.

If Mordred drew the sword, her qualification to be king would indeed be recognized. However, there was a fatal flaw in her wish.

Now, can I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead."

"What if the Holy Grail granted your wish and you didn't pull out the sword?"

Yes. If you challenge the Sword of the Chosen, there is a possibility that you will not be able to draw it. After all, it is a sword that no man in the country has ever been able to draw. Even if Mordred has inherited King Arthur's bloodline, it is hard to say whether he can draw it.

"You asked a stupid question. There's no way I can't pull it out!"

However, she said this with her chest puffed out. The pressure contained in her voice was indeed worthy of a king. Maybe she could easily draw the sword.

"After all, I am the strongest knight who surpasses King Arthur!"

Mordred, who declared this with such confidence, had no idea that thousands of miles away, a living Knight of the Round Table was staring at the pure white figure in front of him in a trance.

"I ask you, are you mine?"

The knight in white armor announced her arrival with a stern voice.

Chapter 388 The Judge comes from Avalon!

Chapter 389 The Judge comes from Avalon!

The spirit particles scattered, rolling up a green mist in the small room. Little Jack opened his mouth in surprise. Liudao Lingxia was shocked by its majesty and murmured in ecstasy.

"Shiro, the White Knight...?"

There was nothing wrong with her description, just as there was not a trace of taint in the knight's silver-white color.

Liudao Lingxia and Little Jack were shocked by the knight's awe-inspiring posture, but Shuoyue, the summoner, saw the light from the end of the world.

What kind of light is that? It is different from any other light in the world.

It is not the mysterious magical light, nor the faint light falling from the stars in the sky, nor the bright light reflected by the silver moon in the sky, but even the dazzling sunlight cannot cover up the sharpness of this light.

It lights up people's hearts and condenses the light of thousands of wishes.

This light, although confined to one room, exudes endless majesty.

As long as you see this light, your heart will no longer be confused no matter what environment you are in.

As long as this light remains, no matter how dark the times are, we will never lose hope.

This light came from a holy spear held by the Silver Knight.

The knight holding the Spear of Light wears a mighty helmet like a lion, and his body is wrapped in silver-white heavy armor. The skirt armor is connected with a blue-gold lining, and the fur made of Warcraft is like a cloak, fluttering behind the knight.

Even without a horse, the knight's posture is already heroic enough.

"I ask you, are you mine?"

The voice was sharp, clear, yet unquestionable, revealing an authority that was difficult to disobey.

For Shuoyue, such a sound was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart, awakening the memory of what he had seen.

A bright moon, a hazy night, and an empty warehouse filled with waste.

It was there that the red-haired young man met the blonde girl who changed his life.

"Well."

There was a pain in the upper part of his chest, as if a branding iron was pressed on it. Shuoyue could not help but press his chest, but found that the three Command Spells on the back of his right hand that he had snatched from the old man faded like ink and disappeared.

Instead, there was an increasingly intense pain on both sides of the chest, as if there was a bird lodging in his flesh and blood, flapping its wings desperately in an attempt to fly high.

Was Shuoyue's action a signal? The knight nodded quietly, walked forward, tore open Shuoyue's black robe, and pulled down his collar.

"You..." Before Shuoyue could react, his attention was attracted by the changes in himself.

On his bare chest, six Command Spells were scattered in numbers of three on both sides, really like the wings of a flying bird, embracing the new moon.

"This is?!"

"It seems to be correct." The silver-white knight nodded in understanding, then knelt on one knee and expressed his loyalty to his master Shuoyue with the standard knight's salute.

, I come here in response to your call. I am your Servant. With the Spear of the End and the Shining Sword, I will become the one who gives you power. "

The visor opened automatically, revealing a lovely and beautiful face. It smiled at Shuoyue, who was still in a daze. For a moment, the moonlight was dim and the stars lost their luster.

"Long time no see, Lord Shuoyue."

There are peaceful plains blooming with colorful flowers.

The only thing blocking your view is the forest in the distance. Even if you turn around and look at the entire sky, all you see is the equally divided earth and blue sky.

There are no fences or houses built by people, no city walls or castles, and no such thing as a country.

The days are filled with spring sunshine and summer air, while the nights are covered with autumn air and winter starry skies.

The paradise people describe is just an imitation of this land.

This is an uninhabited land, an island at the end of a permanently forbidden area. In mythology, it is also known as the Land of Eternal Spring or the small world of Ringo Island.

It is an utopia that cannot be achieved by intelligent beasts.

Even though the tower of rectangular cells is only ten square meters in size, it is surrounded by flowers.

"Let's talk about the king's story..."

The man who was talking to himself was wearing a simple robe woven from the finest fibers.

The long rainbow-colored hair that penetrates the sunlight makes it easy to see the purple pupils and posture in the distance.

Where is he looking at? What kind of joys and sorrows, separations and reunions is he savoring?

"Oh, are you here?"

Not knowing who the visitor was, the man smiled and gently waved the Staff of Paradise in his hand.

In the mana that filled the air, something descended in an invisible turbulence. Even if one only cast a glance, the tower that imprisoned the man began to shake as if it could not bear the weight.

However, the man did not care about these. Even when facing the accusations of two wills, he, half human and half nightmare, still smiled and spoke as if he was talking to himself.

"If you ask why, my Altria goes wherever she wants. Since she is willing to experience the battlefield as a Servant, I, as a mere magician who once assisted her, can only support the king's idea~"

"Alas, this is the responsibility of the Round Table after all, and you two have no right to interfere. If you want to question us, please send an envoy and submit a letter of accountability to us. However, speaking of this -"

The man narrowed his eyes and a smile on his face revealed a hint of teasing.

"Didn't you tell the little girl from Orleans that the greatest source of danger to stir up this Holy Grail War is the last knight of our Round Table?"

"Because you are worried that the judge will understand his wishes and then - get caught up in it."

Rumble!

The unknown existence shook time and space, and not only the tower that imprisoned the man, but also the entire paradise was wailing.

But the man simply shook his wand, and flowers began to bloom in the paradise, and the anger from the other side subsided.

"You two, calm down. I'm going to be living here for a long, long time."

He turned his head to look into the distance, and with his clairvoyance that could see through the world, he saw the Silver Knight King kneeling on one knee, swearing allegiance to the dazed young man in black robes, and he laughed out loud with joy from the bottom of his heart.

"Ahahaha...I think that last knight hasn't realized that the reason why our king went there was to supervise him, this restless factor, right?"

Without mentioning who changed the spiritual base of a certain ahoge into that of a judge, or who personally modified the summoning path, the man just smiled with anticipation, waiting for the wonderful story that was about to happen.

The existence that had caused such a stir just now also fell silent. It was unclear whether it had already looked away or was still staying there, watching what was to come.

"Don't worry." The handsome and lazy man whispered this, not knowing to whom he was talking.

"As long as the king who entrusted the Star Anchor is here, this world will never be destroyed, and humanity will never perish."

"This is my guarantee as a candidate for the crown and a flower magician."

Give the land flowers, give humanity dreams, give history and you will have only the future.

That was the characteristic and essence of the man.

His name is Merlin, the Flower Magician.

He is one of the top magi among the great magi that have appeared in countless myths and traditions.

A hybrid of a human and a succubus who possesses the proof of a top-ranked magus—eyes that can see through the world.

At the same time, he was also the court magician who assisted Arthur in becoming king, witnessed the end of King Arthur, and opened the Court of Avalon to welcome the arrival of the king.

Like the wind blowing on the grassland, Merlin squinted his eyes and spoke in a melodious voice.

"Let's talk about the king's story..."

Information about the Judge-class Ahoge is given in the character-related section.

Chapter 389 What to do if the Servant I summoned is stronger than me

Chapter 390 What should I do if the Servant I summoned is more powerful than me...

Meeting in another world, enjoying...

Cough cough, try again.

Altria and Sakutsuki are a knight and his king who have forged a deep bond in the Fourth Holy Grail War, the Second Singularity (Kurodai), the World of Magical Girl Illya (Class Card), and the Summer Island.

Now in the New World, encountering each other through the one-shot summoning of Heroic Spirits should have been a very pleasant surprise after a long separation.

But someone just had a bad mouth and blurted out:

"Who are you?"

Then the spring breeze-like smile turned into murderous intent, the royal sister's blue eyes were sharp, and the spirit particles condensed into a storm spear, with the tip of the spear pointing directly at Shuoyue's throat.

"It seems that after the advent of the spiritual base, some people have forgotten their duties as knights."

The king in silver-white armor spoke in a deep voice, looking at his master with eyes full of contempt, as if he was looking at an unforgivable criminal.

Cold sweat flowed from Shuoyue's temples. He subconsciously looked at Daimao and wanted to argue, but the moment his eyes fell on her, the corners of his mouth twitched and he was speechless.

Wang, do you want to see how much you have changed?

Blonde hair as bright as the sun, eyes as blue as holy water, no problem.

Slender body, silver-white armor, no problem.