Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

"The Magic Association has also discovered some pretty powerful Heroic Spirits, right? Those old guys spent a lot of money for the Holy Grail. The hero corresponding to the Catalyst should be quite famous, or have strength that is above and beyond his fame."

"That's right." The priest smiled and nodded, "I can assert that I have the strength to compete with Vlad III. Ah, of course, Mr. Lion Jie is very good."

Faced with the priest's praise, Hong remained indifferent. Her beautiful face hidden under the armor was slightly wrinkled because of nervousness and worry.

A powerful hero, well-known, powerful, and comparable to Vlad III.

Could it be, Father...

This thought instinctively popped up in his mind, Mordred shook his head secretly, and then instinctively put it aside.

Don't worry, it's impossible... probably.

If that were to happen, it goes without saying that internal strife would break out before the battle.

On the other side, Shuoyue's conversation with the priest continued.

"So, Lord Shuoyue, why are you visiting me today? Is there anything you need my help with?"

"Don't ask me this even though you already know the answer, Father. Since I am a vanguard sent by the Magic Association, how can I give up this war?"

“Is that so… then may I take the liberty of asking for your real name?” He said something that would be considered a taboo in an ordinary Holy Grail War, and did not forget to remind Shishi Jie Li.

"Ah, of course, as the last one to arrive, Mr. Lion Jie also needs to tell her real name, right?"

In an instant, the atmosphere around her revealed a discordant hostility. She looked at the priest and the empress beside him, then at Shuoyue, who was hiding under the black robe and remained expressionless, and snorted coldly.

Lion Jie understood and asked a question on behalf of Mordred:

"Ah...does it have to be made public no matter what?"

"Well, I hope you can give me a reason why I can't reveal it. This time, we are companions. Since we are trusting each other with our lives, wouldn't it be better to reveal our real names in advance?"

The reasons given by the priest were impeccable. Despite this, Shizijie still felt strongly that it would be an extremely terrible act to form a joint front with this and - these two.

He felt an inexplicable chill, a smell of conspiracy that was not present in the heat of the battlefield.

, what are you going to do? I don’t want to, by the way.”

Mordred's thoughts were transmitted along the line of cause and effect.

"I agree. But why?"

intuition. "

"Your intuition is really accurate. Okay, it's decided."

Shizijie picked up the file containing the intelligence on the table and walked towards the central hall with his back to the two of them.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Ah, we can go wherever we want. Fortunately, mine is fine, so it's okay to go it alone."

He is regarded as the best among the seven. If we consider his level and attack power, the possibility of losing is very low no matter who he fights against.

"Well, then you don't intend to form a common front?"

"Aren't all six here? And you also said that they are quite outstanding, so there shouldn't be any problem, right?"

After Lion Jie finished saying this, the atmosphere suddenly became depressing. Mordred's body shook, and with the crisp sound of armor colliding, she picked up the Red King Sword and stood behind Lion Jie, intimidating him like a lion.

What's going on here?

Thinking of this, Shizijie suddenly sniffed.

In the well-ventilated church, he suddenly smelled a sweet fragrance.

Strange taste...

While thinking casually like this, Shizijie heard the young man in black robe speak.

"Since Hong and her master want to leave, we can't force them, right? ▉▉"

What words came out of the young man's mouth? Shizijie was thinking vaguely, but he heard the priest's solemn voice answer:

Then listen to Lord Shuoyue's words. Mr. Shizijie, I will provide you with it regularly. Originally, you and I were shoulder to shoulder.

"Go!"

Mordred's body shook, as if he was freed from some shackles. He took the Lion's Robbery and strode out of the church.

After leaving the church, Xiao Mo was still not satisfied, so she started running with Shizijie on her shoulder. Her speed was comparable to that of a car. Shizijie, who was originally a little confused, had his mouth filled with fresh air, and only then did he recover from the chaotic feeling of a hangover.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Who knows!" The galloping Servant replied rudely, "Just standing there like a stupid goose, you didn't respond at all when I called you - but you're right, ordinary people really aren't suitable to be between those two, even I couldn't help but shudder!"

"Hey, hey, don't talk nonsense. I'm as aware as you!" The hangover was over, but the excessive bumpy feeling came over him again. Shizijie struggled and finally avoided an embarrassing ending before reaching the street.

, are there any pursuers behind us?"

"No, but she might transform into a spirit and follow us, so don't take it lightly. If she dares to attack me, I will chop her down in an instant!"

She? What about Lord Shuoyue?"

"Even if that guy does this kind of thing, he won't let me go in the end. Instead, he will fight me fair and square!" Needless to say, this is another of Xiao Mo's intuition.

"As for that woman, it's most likely Hong. I feel the same aura from her as my mother. It would be fine if she betrayed us. But I always feel that I might not even realize I've been betrayed until the end, and end up dead in the wilderness!"

Mordred's mother is, of course, King Arthur's sister Morgan. She is a magician on par with Merlin, and it was she who instigated Mordred to usurp the throne and overthrow King Arthur.

Since she is said to be "the same as the queen mother", this person must be an unfathomable conspirator.

"Anyway, it's better not to get close to them."

Lion Jie leaned against the wall for a long time and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

, compared to this..."

"What? Oh, I'll buy the clothes later."

"That's not it! Although this is also important... well, how should I put it? I feel relieved that I won't flatter a treacherous person. Just a little bit, ok? I just feel a little bit, relieved."

Mordred uttered the words of praise with a slight hesitation. It seems that rejecting their suggestions has many benefits, Lion Jie couldn't help but think.

Of course, the premise is to trust yourself.

"Thank you very much. Next, we are going to Tuliface. In the worst case, we may have to make enemies with all of them. Is that okay?"

After hearing what Lion Jie said, he announced loudly:

"Leave it to me. I, Mordred, am the only knight who surpasses my father!"

So that's how it is, Shizi Jie secretly understood. It seems that the summoning will really choose the Heroic Spirit with similar spirituality to the summoner. She is indeed very similar to herself.

Especially, the point of overconfidence.

Inside the church.

Hong Ji has left, and there are three people left in the church.

The priest standing respectfully in the center, the empress in a black dress, and the young man in a black robe with his arms resting on the back of the chair, looking chic and confident.

"Please take away the poison, Queen of Assyria. Your poison has no effect on me."

In front of Hong, Shuoyue waved his hand in front of his nose, looking unbearable: "And it's too sweet. Unfortunately, I don't like this taste."

"Oh? It seems I need to personally prepare the right flavor for you." The lazy beauty known as the 'Assyrian Queen' chuckled with her hands covering her lips, a cold light flashing in the depths of her snake-like pupils.

Next to her, the priest, who looked innocent and mature, had no smile on his face.

Even when facing Hong's threats, even when looking directly at the deadly blade, he still had a calm smile on his face. However, after Shuoyue said that name, his face was completely expressionless, as if he was wearing a cold mask, or...

"Has the hypocritical mask finally been taken off?" It was the turn of the black-robed young man to smile. He sat with his horse and sword in his hands, not caring at all that he was trapped in the enemy's base camp, and peeled off the fig leaf bit by bit, "The loser of the Third Holy Grail War, the violator, and the priest of the Holy Church sixty years later, ah, it's really interesting, after all, I have done such a thing before."

Shuoyue stood up and bowed gracefully to the man who claimed to be a priest, as if inviting a dance partner.

White hair against white hair, golden eyes against golden eyes, even the fanaticism in their eyes are extremely similar.

"Hello, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada."

He smiled and said:

"I am Shuoyue, please give me your guidance."

This part was not very obvious in the original plot. In fact, the moment Shizijie came to the church, the empress tried to use poison to control his mind and make him submit to Amakusa. However, Xiao Mo's intuition detected the crisis and he took the initiative to show up to protect him. In addition, Shizijie believed that Xiao Mo would leave cleanly, so he did not end up like the other red masters.

I made some changes, so it will be different from the original plot.

Chapter 397: With Shabi around, the BGM is always cheerful

Chapter 398: With Shabi around, the BGM is always cheerful

For the residents of Sighişoara, this may be an ordinary day. They wake up in the bright morning, toss and turn in the daily necessities of life, and wait until the moon is bright and the stars are sparse before lying on the bed and closing their eyes to end the count of time.

They don't know that in the church standing silently on the hillside, a meeting is taking place that will change the present and the future.

Are you a follower?"

The man with white hair and golden eyes, or rather, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, stared at the new moon and asked seriously.

With Shuoyue's revelation, his identity is no longer a secret: during the Third Holy Grail War, the Einzbern family had two cheating methods, one was to summon the most destructive class in theory, and the other was a more tactical class.

In the story, Einzbern chose the latter and summoned the young man Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.

As a Servant, Amakusa Shiro is not very powerful, but the ability given to him by his job, 'True Name Seeing', still gives Aijia a great advantage in the intelligence war, and the possibility of victory is quite high... It's a pity that the head of the Thousand Worlds Tree, Danic, led the Nazi invasion and took away the Holy Grail, and the war ended in vain.

However, Amakusa came into contact with the Holy Grail before it was taken away, and took on a human body. The supervisor of that battle, Kotomine Risei, secretly brought this "saint" into the Holy Church and became a priest of the Eighth Mystery Society. With the convenience of his position, Amakusa collected holy relics in the Middle East and prepared for the return of the Holy Grail for a full sixty years.

And all this is for his wish——

Looking at Amakusa, Sakutsuki did not tell him his last secret. The secrets he had told before were all traceable, but Amakusa's wish alone...that was not something that could be spoken directly.

Just like putting chips on a scale, Shuoyue can neither put too little and fail to gain the recognition of the Red side, nor put too much and force the Red side to fight back.

Balance is the most important thing.

"You mean why 'True Name Seer' can't get my detailed information?" Sakutsuki answered Amakusa's question with a rhetorical question, "Just like 'Red Mordred'?"

"Mordred... the rebellious knight?" The woman in the black dress beside Amakusa was startled, but quickly reacted after Shuoyue's deliberate revelation, "So Hong is the son of King Arthur, the traitor who subverted Britain?"

"Mordred's mother is the demon concubine Morgan. I see. So you, like Hong, have the skill to hide information."

Tiancao looked at Shuoyue solemnly, as if wondering what else he knew, but Shuoyue was prepared and interrupted him.

"Don't try to ask me where I'm from or what I know. I'm just a worker for the Magic Association. All you need to know is that I have only one goal - to help the Magic Association defeat the Thousand Worlds Tree and win."

Having thrown so many chips and created such a tense first encounter, by now, Shuoyue's deliberately displayed intentions, personality, and behavior patterns have been laid out in front of Hongmian.

As the secret 'leader' of the Red Team, will Amakusa Shiro Tokisada accept such a person?

Silence slowly flowed in the church, Amakusa's expression changed, and finally, he let out a long sigh and chose to retreat first.

"The Red Team will not reject such a powerful Servant, but I'm sorry, because of your special background, we lack the necessary trust, so in terms of intelligence..."

"Ah, I understand." Sakutsuki stood up and shook hands with Amakusa with a smile, "I'll take care of the intelligence. I don't pay much attention to you guys on weekdays. Just call me when you fight."

Well, it's a pleasure to work with you, Mr. Shuoyue. By the way, what is your job title?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Then, may I ask you and the Hassans..."

It was obvious that Amakusa wanted to communicate further with Shuoyue, but unfortunately, as the door of the church was slammed open, someone broke in rudely.

He was a flashy man, dressed in medieval European-style clothes. He staggered across the nave, opened his arms and looked up to the sky and shouted:

A horse! A horse! My kingdom for a horse!

Faced with this uninvited man, Amakusa and the Empress remained silent. Only the young man in black robe, who had just been recognized, raised the corners of his mouth and spoke with joy.

"Oh, here it comes! Shabby... no, Shakespeare!"

Perhaps after getting permission from Amakusa, he no longer needed to disguise himself; or perhaps after releasing his fighting posture, this was the nature of the man named "Shuoyue". The young man in black robe smiled and walked forward, bowing in an exaggerated and funny way, saluting the flashy man in front of him.

"Stand back, my lord, and I will help you onto your horse."

"Oh, so there are still people in this era who understand us!" The flashy man praised with a moving tone, and then took over Shuoyue's lines with great interest, and his tone of voice was like the ugly and arrogant Richard III himself.

"Minion! I have staked my life on it, and I will risk it all to see the outcome. I thought there were six Richmonds on the field; I have killed five to-day, but I have not killed him—"

At the end, Shuoyue stood up, smiled at the flashy man, and shouted the last line together:

"A horse! A horse! My throne for a horse!"

This impromptu and flawless performance was so shocking that the two onlookers were stunned for a long time, until the two psychos laughed and hugged each other as if they had met too late, and then they came to their senses. Tiancao swallowed his saliva and said hesitantly: