Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

"Although we are British, our sexual orientation is absolutely normal! Oh, by the way, I like young and mature beauties, like Juliet..."

Before he could finish his words, Shuoyue hit him with a book.

"Go away. I don't have any gay feelings for you." The young man cursed with a smile and ignored the funny Shabi, but his heart was filled with turmoil.

As a time traveler who is well versed in the Holy Grail War, Shuoyue has actually always been confused about the so-called "Blue Camp".

Although in Type-Moon's worldview, the level of magic in the Age of Gods is as different as the world of magic in the modern era, and those demons, that is, the high-level Phantasmagoria, can indeed easily revise the Holy Grail system...but the deal that the Osa family proposed to the demons is to overturn the Holy Grail War and seize the Greater Holy Grail.

If the Osare clan summoned any normal Heroic Spirit instead of Shuoyue, how could he defeat the Red and Black factions alone? You know, each faction has seven famous Heroic Spirits!

Even though they have the advantage of concealment, the number of people in the blue camp is too small, and they are not big enough to reap the benefits!

And now, Shuoyue finally realized the true horror of the Blue Camp...

He took off his black robe and revealed his chest under Sabby's frightened eyes. The Command Seal that looked like a pair of spread wings changed again - although it was still separated into threes, blank outlines of the Command Seal appeared on the left, middle and right!

Those were three Command Seals that could be filled instantly as long as Shuoyue thought about it...the Command Seals belonging to Shakespeare!

The Master who established the connection with the New Moon is self-explanatory.

"You don't need the Master's consent. As long as the Servant admits that he belongs to the Blue camp, you can plunder their Command Seals..."

After figuring out the rules of the blue camp, even Shuoyue couldn't help but gasp and mutter to himself.

"No wonder the Osare clan is so arrogant... This faction's capabilities are simply too dangerous."

Especially if it falls into the hands of a time traveler with foresight, there is really too much room for maneuver.

After getting dressed and tidying up her appearance, Shuoyue took a deep breath and tried not to utter a "this smells so good", but she still smiled with joy.

It's a nice ability, but now it's mine.

Osare clan, don't worry!

"Coo, coo, coo..." Just as Shuoyue was secretly rejoicing, a snow-white dove flew in, landed on his shoulder, and pecked his head with its beak, making a dull sound.

"What's going on?" Shuoyue grabbed the pigeon and looked at the great writer in front of him in confusion, "Did you pass the deadline? Or did you take a leave or cancel one of your novels?"

"What a joke, am I that kind of person?" Shakespeare certainly could not accept such an insult. He raised his eyebrows guiltily, "This is your familiar. It seems that he has something to ask you."

"Oh, I see." Shuoyue understood. He did remember that Semiramis had a skill called [Familiar (Pigeon)] that could summon pigeons. "It seems they dare not ignore me anymore."

Throwing the white bird out of the window, Shuo Yue had just stepped out of the door, and Sabi locked the door with her hind legs. She walked to the desk with a guilty conscience, took out an unfinished work from the drawer, and started writing furiously.

"Coo, coo, coo..." The pigeons circled outside the window, making cheerful sounds.

Back in the main hall of the church, Shuoyue glanced at the two NPCs, Amakusa and Empress, who refreshed daily, and fixed his eyes on a newly appeared young man.

His hair grew randomly, maintaining a transparent white color. His eyes were as sharp as a polished blade, and the red stones inlaid on his exposed chest also reflected each other, brewing a lustrous and enchanting color. But the most eye-catching thing was the golden armor that seemed to be integrated with his body rather than wrapped around his body, emitting a sacred glow.

Although each part is so beautiful, the youth combined together gives people a strong impression beyond beauty. What a wonderful youth.

What's more, Shuoyue knew the identity of this young man very well.

——The most powerful servant of the Red Team, the biggest obstacle to the New Moon Plan...no doubt about it.

Almost instantly, Shuoyue tensed his body and walked to the three people calmly.

"What's the matter with summoning me here?"

"The time has come. The person I am most wary of is heading here."

Amakusa spoke first, and clear hostility emerged in his leisurely eyes as if he was looking into the distance.

It wasn't out of hatred, but because that was the only person in the world that Amakusa Shiro had to defeat in order to realize his dream.

"right?"

"Well, it has been confirmed that the guy has sneaked into Romania."

Amakusa was not surprised by Sakutsuki's sharp remarks. To him and Semiramis, it would be suspicious if Sakutsuki acted unaware.

Under the influence of the "Familiar (Pigeon)", the Queen's intelligence network consisting of pigeons spread throughout Romania. The moment she appeared and infiltrated Romania, the pigeons smelled the flow of magic that could not be completely hidden.

Amakusa withdrew his gaze from that person and turned to Sakutsuki and the silent young man.

, Lord Shuoyue, I need you to kill him. In the worst case scenario, you have to buy us some time. "

The saint who is about to arrive? I also want to meet her... Shuoyue nodded: "Of course."

The young man beside him, namely 'Hong', nodded calmly, expressing his agreement.

Unlike Hongzhi and Shuoyue, who are equally capable but rebellious, this guy's character can be summed up in one word: that of a warrior.

As long as there is an order, he will not even have the thought of disobeying and will just take action directly.

Without any extra explanation, Shuoyue and Hong went out and followed the pigeon's instructions to start their journey. In the church, Amakusa rubbed his fingers uneasily, while Empress Semiramis looked at the Master with interest, appreciating his anxiety.

Finally unable to endure the Empress's bold gaze, the priest smiled wryly and looked at his servant.

You act as if I am the Servant and you are the real Master. As a qualified Servant, even if you don't help, you should avoid looking at the Master with a critical eye, right? "

"Well, that's natural. Although I am used to being served, I am not used to serving others, let alone wanting me to comfort you - ah, yes, it's not too late now, shall we exchange?"

Exchange? It's an unimaginable possibility.

Facing the empress's impulse, Amakusa shook her head and replied, "I'm sorry, but I refuse. Because you seem to be quite a tyrant."

After hearing this, her light-colored eyes sparkled with mischief. She murmured:

"The title of the world's oldest poisoner is not just for show, right? Bensemiramis, can you command him?"

——Those were the first words spoken by the Empress in Black Dress when she was summoned by Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.

Amakusa smiled and repeated his answer.

"Empress of Assyria. In this Holy Grail War fought by fourteen people, my goal is to find a place that is different from victory and defeat. Can you please assist me?"

Upon hearing this, he burst into laughter, which was rare.

"Yes, that's what you said! I was surprised at that time and wondered what you were talking about. To be honest, at that moment I even considered finding another puppet and exchanging it with him."

"now what?"

"You're still asking that now? You're very interesting. Your wish is my wish. So I don't even have the slightest hesitation in helping you."

Thank you. "

Facing the empress's straightforward speech, Amakusa's heart was filled with gratitude, but he could only squeeze out two dry words. As if a little shy, the saintly young man turned around and admired the church's stained glass windows seriously.

However, the empress would not give up. With the sweet fragrance filling her nose, the black-dressed beauty leaned against Amakusa's back, her curvy and soft figure pressed against the boy's back, her red lips close to his ear, whispering softly.

"Do you think you can win by relying on that Shuoyue?"

"Trust them." Amakusa nodded, his eyes pure and trusting. "After all, they are the top assassins who can defeat Vlad III, and - the son of the sun god Surya."

"The hero of charity, Karna..." Semiramis snorted, but even she could not utter a word of rebuttal to this duo.

The church suddenly became quiet. Amakusa stared at the glass window intently, letting her soft hands rest on his fragile neck. The empress smiled slightly at her blushing face, and she exerted force with her arms to get closer to him.

"Shh, be quiet."

So the young man looked up helplessly, and admired the window that seemed to open to heaven more seriously.

Chapter 406 As soon as I entered the door, I saw Chang Wei beating Lai Fu

Chapter 407 As soon as I entered the door, I saw Chang Wei beating Lai Fu

Karna, the son of Surya, the sun god in Hindu mythology, is a hero of charity.

He is a top-notch Heroic Spirit of the same caliber as the Hero King Gilgamesh, and powerful enough to rival him. He is even known as the "Golden Three Targets" together with Gilgamesh and Ozymandias. You can imagine how powerful he is.

Not to mention the two treasures that Karna possessed: the golden armor that was invulnerable to the gods and the spear that could kill with one strike. There was only one reason why Shuoyue was so afraid of this 'Hong, and that was his inherent skills that seemed ordinary but were actually a natural counter to conspirators.

The knowledge of the poor, level A.

Karna has the honor of asking the weak about their lives and values ​​while alone in the world. This skill shows his power to grasp the essence of the other party.

This is reflected in daily interactions, where one has the ability to see through the other person's character and attributes, and will not be fooled by verbal excuses or deceptions - in other words, Little Sun is a human-shaped self-propelled lie detector.

For the Blue Faction, which must rely on deception and disguise to win, Karna's ability is like a natural enemy.

Oh, by the way, [The Insights of the Poor] has too thorough an understanding of things and human hearts, and Little Sun's speech is too direct, ignoring the other party's concealment and deception, which makes people feel disgusted and even draw their swords against him.

But Karna was not such a loser that he would allow others to attack him, so he interpreted this as "So that's what I mean, you want to fight me?" and started fighting without saying anything. Therefore, he is often regarded as a villain - and he is not aware of it.

Ahem, that’s too far off topic.

In short, be vigilant, be cautious, and keep your distance... For the pyramid scheme leader Shuoyue, it seems natural to maintain such a relationship with Karna.

However, the reality was that on the way to ambush Jeanne, Shuoyue became acquainted with Karna.

As for the point where the two people intersect, it is also very simple.

Karna is a pure "warrior", while Shuoyue is a "martial arts fanatic" who is interested in all supernatural powers. Although Xiaoyang does not know magic, Karna, who possesses "unrivaled martial arts", obviously has a lot of say in martial arts.

"I see. It seems that your martial arts are not progressing as well as your magic... Is this what's bothering you?"

The young man wearing golden armor and with a gorgeous red stone inlaid on his chest nodded and said calmly: "Excuse me, what martial arts do you practice?"

This obviously touched upon personal secrets, but Shuoyue trusted Karna's words very much and answered straightforwardly:

"Spearmanship that touches the divine realm, A++-level Chinese martial arts Bajiquan, first-rate archery, second-rate double swords, third-rate swordsmanship... that's about it."

Strictly speaking, Shuoyue also has the skill of throwing black keys, and a stitched monster he created called "Tactics: Death Sentence" which he didn't mention, but one is the unique technology of the church and is not mainstream, and the other is something he considers to be poor, so he didn't bring it out to show off.

“Hmm…” Karna, a great hero recorded in the Mahabharata who was top-notch in archery, spearmanship, horsemanship and boxing, pondered for a moment, and then asked another question of his.

"Mr. Shuoyue, may I ask how long have you been practicing these martial arts?"

I, Shuoyue, can reach my current level entirely because of my extraordinary talent... Shenlan, add some points!

Shuoyue was amusing himself in his heart, but when he really thought about this problem, he was stunned.

The bow, sword and knife from the Heroic Spirit Emiya; the spear from Diarmuid; the Bajiquan from Mapo...

All of these martial arts originated from the Fourth Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City.

Although it seems like a long time has passed, it has been a long time since the end of the war...

"I think... less than a year."

Less than a year?!

Karna's pupils shrank slightly, and he was silent for a long time before saying:

"If that's the case, your talent is far beyond my imagination."

"It's just that our predecessors planted the trees." Facing Karna's praise, Shuoyue could only smile bitterly.

The conversation between the two came to an end here, because they had arrived at the target location, which was also the place where Shuoyue arrived early but had to retreat due to lack of magic power.

"The next step is to wait."

Karna fell on the signboard without any worldly feeling, staring at the sparse traffic, and suddenly looked at the new moon.

"It will probably take some time to reach our destination. Before that, why don't we play a few games together?"

A chance to play against Little Sun?

Shuoyue was stunned for a moment, then readily agreed.

"it is good."

"Joan of Arc embodies her kindness, humility, integrity and innocence in her faith. That's all she is." - said a theologian.

The torch lit up the firewood pile under her. The flames slowly licked her feet. Before the burning pain came, the blonde girl opened her eyes and woke up from the fleeting dream.

The truck was shaking, and in the darkness, the girl's pupils sparkled like amethysts.

"Oh, you awake, little girl?"

"Yes, Grandpa. How long will it take to get to Tuliface?"

"Hmm - we're almost there. We'll arrive just by crossing this road."

"Is that so? Thank you, old man."

After politely thanking him, the girl - Jeanne, who was also the judge of this Holy Grail War, sat upright in her seat, still immersed in the afterglow of her dream.

Almost everyone knows the end of Joan of Arc, as well as her resistance and struggle.

And no one knew this better than Joan of Arc herself.

It was she who raised the sword, it was she who put on the armor, it was she who carried the flag representing the glory of the country, it was she who commanded the soldiers at the forefront, and it was also she who started her military career.