Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

The foremost sage among the Centaurs, he had learned medicine and music from Apollo, the god of the sun, and hunting from Artemis, the goddess - he had been taught by the gods. Therefore, many young heroes gathered around him, absorbing his vast knowledge and martial arts from him.

Its legend, its wisdom, and its identity as a "teacher of heroes" were finally transformed into an extremely terrifying skill——

Divine Wisdom: A+

The various wisdoms of a sage bestowed by the gods of Greek mythology. In addition to the hero's own skills, almost all skills (only in the ancient Greek category) can be used with B-A level proficiency. And, if you agree, you can also grant skills to others.

If it weren't for the fact that the Red Team was too dangerous and the assassin Shuoyue had his own pride, he would never have let go of Chiron's teachings, which were no less than the teaching ability of Scathach, the Queen of Demon Realm.

Swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks - in addition, Chiron naturally also mastered bare-handed fighting skills, which is a fighting technique that combines boxing and wrestling.

Its name is "Pankrasin (The Power of All)", which originated from ancient Greece and is the oldest mixed martial arts technique in the world.

Perhaps it was because the power of Red's Noble Phantasm was too dangerous, Chiron had no intention of restraining his strength. As the "divine wisdom" unfolded, strength and toughness that were not inferior to Hercules were instantly bestowed on the sage. His broad palm was like a giant, steadily holding up Mordred who fell from the sky.

Stretching out his arms, Chiron wrapped his arms around the swordsman's wrists before the sword could be swung down. Instead of resisting the momentum of the attack, he skillfully shifted his center of gravity and threw this tremendous force, along with Red's petite body, hard towards the ground!

Throwing skills...! ?

The moment Hong noticed, she had already flown into the air. Although it was somewhat similar to the judo back throw, Chiron showed no mercy at all and grabbed the enemy's hand joints fiercely. The next moment, Hong felt the pain as if her internal organs were displaced!

boom!

The bloody meteor finally fell, and the earth rumbled, like the painful sigh of the earth mother Gaia. The dark gaps stretched radially for hundreds of meters, and were filled with broken red thunder. The interlaced light dyed the world into dusk.

Being thrown onto the weapon called the earth, Hong's eyes widened as the impact resounded through her internal organs, and blood spurted out from between her teeth. Even with her strong physique like a red dragon, within a few seconds, it was as if she was imprisoned by chains, and her whole body froze.

This situation was too fatal - but even if Mordred fell to the ground, Chiron did not give her the final blow, but turned his head slightly solemnly and looked at the icy cold light emerging in the distance.

It was a pitch-black muzzle, and the deadly magic bullet had already been loaded into the barrel.

There is no doubt that there is only one character who can wield a pair of fists and blunderbuss in the Holy Grail War.

"Red New Moon." Chiron endured the sense of crisis like a needle pricking his forehead, and even in the brief stiffness of the reaction force, he still tried to keep his voice calm and composed: "As expected, the Red Party will not let you wander alone..."

"boom!"

The muzzle flashed, and Chiron was shocked. Regardless of the damage caused by forcibly pulling his limbs, he obtained a skill similar to the release of magic power from the 'divine wisdom', and rolled on the ground in a panic, and then avoided Shuo Yue. of a shooting.

Chiron jumped up, longbow in hand, enduring the pain in his joints, and was shocked and angry: "What are you doing!"

"Kill you," said Shuoyue as a matter of course. "Although the issue of the camp is still up for discussion, didn't you say that I am an assassin? If I can kill you, the great sage, it will undoubtedly be one of my greatest achievements in this Holy Grail War."

As he said this, the young man came to Mordred's side and offered a helping hand, but the latter slapped him away. Mordred glared at this guy he had met once before and stood up shakily.

"Don't expect me to say thank you."

"Ha." Shuo Yue laughed, "It doesn't matter, my purpose is not for you."

As he said this, the young man looked up at the corner of the street. There was a king wearing the same black robe and a small lion mask on his face, smiling in the moonlight.

minutes ago

Artoria was stunned for a long time before she realized the fact that Mordred had sent her away on her own initiative, and tried to liberate the armed forces again. But this time, the one who stopped her was Shuoyue, who had expected it.

"My king, there is no need. Mordred will calm down, not to mention Joan's defense is fully capable of withstanding her attack." After a pause, Shuo Yue reminded, "Pay attention to your identity."

If it were really exposed at this time, Mordred would definitely overthrow Sighisoara.

I understand." Artoria dispersed her magic, still looking somewhat dissatisfied, "But, I see you seem to be very familiar with Jeanne d'Arc."

Hearing this, Shuo Yue laughed unabashedly, with a mischievous light clearly shining in his eyes.

"Look, I just said a few more words, and you look like this."

I'm in a good mood... Daimao muttered, and soon he saw Mordred release his treasure, which was completely blocked by Joan of Arc, and then there was Chiron's sniper attack. When the arrow hit Mordred, Shuoyue clearly felt her delicate body tremble slightly, and knew that the time had come.

Although many unexpected situations happened tonight, Shuoyue's purpose has never changed.

"What's wrong, my king, are you worried about Mordred?"

Arturia no longer lost her temper. She took off her mask and glanced at Shuo Yue with her holy green eyes, slightly angry and charming.

"As the King of Knights, shouldn't I worry about the knights under my command?"

Typical of saying one thing and thinking another.

Naturally, Shuo Yue would not let Artoria hide it, his eyes had already seen through the illusion.

"Then, my king, if it was Gawain who was fighting Black now, what would you do?"

"How?" Without even thinking, Altria answered as a matter of course, "I will trust him and wait for him to bring me victory...ah."

The moment she blurted it out, Arturia realized the subtle difference.

If she treated the Knights of the Round Table equally and trusted them as she trusted herself, why would she worry about Mordred?

If a king does not trust his knights, then he is destined to be unqualified.

But if that's the case, why...

Altria remained silent, but the Knights of the Round Table accompanying her would not allow her to escape. Shuoyue looked at Mordred, who was hit by another arrow in the shoulder and chased after the falling Chiron, and muttered to himself as if inadvertently:

"If this continues, Lord Mordred will lose."

In the original plot, Xiao Mo was hit by Pankrasin, but her sword also successfully cut Chiron's arm, causing him to lose the ability to fight. Strictly speaking, it was Chiron's conscious preservation of strength that led to this The defeat of the first confrontation.

But this time, due to a misunderstanding, Mordred released the Noble Phantasm in advance, which made Chiron wary - who is our teacher Ma? After realizing the strength of the enemy, he will naturally not make any mistakes.

Naturally, Mordred was defeated by a single move.

This is a battle between heroes. Just a small mistake can lead to a huge difference.

Shuoyue sighed to himself, while Artoria stared at this unromantic subordinate and curled her lips.

"Well, do I need to ask you, Lord Shuoyue? Please help me and support Lord Mordred."

The white-haired assassin laughed, his eyes surging with rainbow blue, and as his black robe rolled up, he disappeared from Altria's sight.

"Your will."

So time returned to the present, Chiron was repulsed by Shuoyue's magic bullet, and Mordred, who barely held up his body, was surprised to find that the black-robed weirdo who was sent away by her stood there as if nothing had happened. in front of her.

"Why are you here? This is dangerous-"

"I have a question."

The dim moonlight cast a silver glow on the little lion mask, making it look so funny and yet so sacred.

"Why do you attack a judge you don't know? And why do you raise a butcher's knife against an innocent child?"

He unconsciously used a questioning tone, but both Altria and Mordred were unaware; Chiron looked at the mask on his own face and frowned in surprise; Shuoyue played with the fist gun in his hand, smiling.

As if aware of the young man's gaze, Artoria took a deep breath and finally asked her real question:

"Why...why did you save me?"

Chapter 450: The Gathering of Storms in Sighisoara: The Battle Ends

Chapter 451 Sighisoara, where the storm is gathering: The confrontation ends

Why did you save me?

Even through the mask, Mordred could still feel a gaze, calm, firm, and irresistible.

The thought of lying just arose and then faded away. In the end, she just answered calmly:

"Just think of it as the reserve of a knight."

In order to replace King Arthur, Mordred received the education of a knight and had complete etiquette, but in his heart he was a violent supremacist.

But even such a person, such a knight who believes that the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, and who will use even despicable tactics to achieve victory, will also insist on the principle of not involving unrelated civilians.

If the enchantress Morgan taught her how to fight and how to be a king, then the cold and ruthless 'father' who sat high on the throne taught Mordred how to live proudly as a human being.

——Even if he himself is an inhuman machine that sacrifices his emotions.

Father, I hate you so much, and I long for you so much...

Mordred couldn't help but think, and the masked monster seemed to have gotten the answer he wanted. After a moment of silence, he nodded gently.

"I understand, so let's end the battle tonight."

The last sentence was said to Chiron, who smiled bitterly and said, "Is this really okay? The enemy is seriously injured..."

Previous encounters have proven that both sides are evenly matched in strength, and Chiron is confident that he will not let his prey, Red, escape.

However, Artoria shook her head:

"There are too many of our masters, and I am not good at protecting them.

Looking in the direction of her finger, Chiron was slightly stunned: "Master, and... Mr. Corless?"

Yes, after the confrontation between the servants came to an end, the battle between the masters seemed to have come to an end. In other words, because they sensed that the servants were in bad condition, the masters ended the fight tacitly and rushed back to the servants. around.

, what’s going on? ”

Lion Jie Jieli also rushed back to Mordred. He did not suffer any obvious injuries. Although his face and abdomen were bleeding, they were only scratches.

After greeting his ally Sakutsuki, he turned his attention to the strange person wearing a lion mask who had accompanied them all the way. "She is talking to Kuro... In other words, she is Kuro's Master or Servant, right?"

"He is a servant, just like me, yes." Mordred remained silent. Shuoyue spoke up and answered Shizijie's doubts.

"I see. If it's an assassin, it's no wonder we don't notice the problem." Lion Jie took out the shotgun again vigilantly, two against two, but his followers suffered a big loss, and the situation was not good.

"What should we do? Should we escape?"

“No, don’t forget my job.” Shuoyue glanced at Mordred, whose face was twisted with humiliation and astonishment, and said leisurely, “Unless the black side wants to risk the sacrifice of all three masters to fight us, otherwise tonight will definitely end in a draw.”

"That being said, if a real fight breaks out, we will be the first to die..." Lion Jie Jie Li muttered without putting down his weapon.

On the other side, Chiron looked at his Master Fiore, who was supported by four mechanical arms and was covered in dust, and then looked at Colles, who was scratching his head with an embarrassed look on his face, and he quickly guessed the cause and effect.

"It seems that none of our battles went well."

"Um... I'm sorry." The eldest lady of Qianjie Tree looked away embarrassedly, "If it hadn't been for Corles' help, I might have been injured - or even died."

In the battle with the experienced mercenary and necromancer, Lion Jie Jieli, Fiore, a genius, was still inexperienced after all. Lion Jie cleverly used a car on the roadside to restrain the ceremonial dress, and was almost cut by him. The magic bullet fired from the sawed-off shotgun hit.

At the critical moment, it was Cores who released the spirit of the beast and blocked the fatal blow for his dear sister.

But at this point, Fiore couldn't help but complained worriedly: "Really, what are you thinking about? Even if you don't get Uncle Darnic's consent, you came here without even bringing a Servant. What should I do if I encounter danger at the scene?"

"Sister, I'm sorry..." Cowles also realized that he was too reckless, especially since he did not expect that the enemy's terrifying assassin was also at the scene.

Now, the enemy only has one Master, but with Miss Lingxia hiding somewhere, Black has three Masters.

If what she said was true, and neither she nor Chiron possessed protective skills or treasures, then with the magus's weak body, it would be impossible for him to block the assassin's magic spear.

Is that the end?

After realizing this, Fiore was very curious about her outfit, but she still tried to keep a straight face and nodded at her. After reaching a consensus, she turned to look at Shuoyue:

"Then, let's call it a night."

"I can still fight!" Red Mordred raised his sword in defiance, but was stopped. Lion Jie dragged the angry servant to the side, while Shuoyue smiled, walked forward under everyone's vigilant gaze, and stretched out his hand to Fiore.

"Good, it seems we have reached an agreement."

Under the assassin's rainbow blue devil's eyes, Fiore did not move rashly. Instead, she took a step forward, grasped his hand, and then let go cleanly and neatly.

"So be it."

After such an announcement, Black's master and servants retreated, leaving so cleanly and gracefully that no sign of unwillingness could be seen at all.

Compared with them, the red team seems a little bit inferior.

boom!

With a sudden punch, Mordred knocked down the several-meter-wide wall, with a sullen face, venting his anger silently.

She hated herself, hated why she was so careless, was seriously injured by the enemy, and became the burden she despised the most.

She was angry, angry at the masked woman, no, the one from the red team, who never revealed her identity and played house with her as if she was watching a joke.

She was complaining, complaining about the arbitrator who looked too much like her father, and complaining about herself for even admitting her father's mistake, which led to the black side's vigilance and indirectly caused the subsequent defeat.

The two emotions intertwined and gnawed at Mordred's heart like a poisonous snake, but in addition to this, there was an indescribable emotion lingering in her heart, which could not be shaken off.

, How does it feel to fight other servants? "Lion Jie smoked a niche cigarette called 'Dragon Cigarette' and walked to Mordred.

There was no answer, just staring at the sky in silence. My internal organs felt as if they were burning, and even the cold autumn wind was insensitive. Why did the cold moonlight make me feel so dizzy?

"Your expression..." Shuoyue walked forward, still with an unfathomable smile on his face, "Are you feeling lost?"

Like a thunderbolt, Mordred suddenly woke up.