Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

"So, who will take the lead?"

As soon as Father Amakusa said this, Ta Miao, Heel and Karna looked at each other. Shakespeare and Shuo Yue, who did not plan to participate, showed the unique expressions of fun-loving people.

Karna was the first to exit, but Heel and Ta Miao were competing here. The Empress shrugged her shoulders incomprehensively, and Shakespeare said that he would dedicate poems of praise to the warriors who took the lead. Adding fuel to the fire.

"Hmm, I can also consider baking some apple pie as a reward~~"

As soon as Shuo Yue said this, the scene completely exploded. No one would say no to a man with excellent cooking skills, especially food made with golden apples - that was a delicacy that even the Greek gods had no chance to enjoy.

Please discuss this in a peaceful manner, okay?" Amakusa whispered.

In the end, for the sake of the priest, the two of them took a step back, and finally decided that Achilles would take the lead, and Atalanta's Noble Phantasm was used for preemptive attacks.

"Anyway, I was planning to release the Noble Phantasm."

"I understand, then it's settled."

"This is the first time two people fight together, right? Do you want to write a love poem?"

In response to Shakespeare's proposal, Achilles replied with joy: "Oh, please."

But Atalanta snorted coldly, "No need."

So, Shakespeare combined the two people's opinions and decided to write a sad poem describing a lovelorn man - only to be stared at by Shuo Yue's rainbow blue eyes and died.

Amakusa, who was watching the heroes' antics with a wry smile on his face, now turned his gaze to the Mirenia Fortress beyond the dusk.

My heart started beating faster.

Ah, I know, I can feel it. It is indeed there - in that fortress, in that place, there is indeed what I have dreamed of for so many years.

A sense of excitement suddenly filled his heart, and he couldn't help but try his best to suppress the smile on his face.

"Even a man like you can't hide his excitement in the situation right in front of you. You are really a child in this regard."

The trembling and the smile stopped at the same time. Amakusa cast a slightly dissatisfied look at the servant beside him.

"It's nothing. It's good enough that I can just hold back the impulse of joy. Compared to this, Master. Your death is equivalent to my death, which means that all the plans will come to naught. You should understand that very well, right?"

"Well, of course."

Facing the Master who responded calmly, the Empress sighed deeply:

"It's obvious that you still want to go to the battlefield. I really can't understand it. Now you are the Master who uses us, and you should not have set foot on the battlefield under any circumstances. It's obvious that this is the case, why do you still risk your life? Heading to the battlefield?"

After all, the empress has always been with Amakusa and is very aware of his strength. He shouldn't have any problem with robots and golems as opponents - but it's really hard to predict what the outcome of the battle with followers will be.

Anyway, as long as you are careful, there will be no problem, but even if there is no problem... there are still unexpected situations. For her, letting Amakusa go to the battlefield is something she wants to avoid at all costs. However, no matter how many times she said it, this stubborn boy still refused to give up this idea.

"Let me ask you one last time, why on earth did you do this?"

Amakusa hesitated for a moment, but finally seemed to make up his mind and answered in a calm voice:

"If my plan goes against God's will, I will definitely be eliminated on this battlefield. Maybe I will unfortunately die in the battle with my followers, or maybe I will be killed by a golem or an artificial man because of my carelessness. If not, you might even get caught in the activation range of your own Noble Phantasm and lose your life."

People die, and servants die too. It is a natural and daily occurrence for a kind person to be involved in something unreasonable and end up with a tragic ending.

If you are an incorrect existence, you will definitely end up like that.

"If that's the case, I will accept death frankly. God has not forgiven me, and that is something that cannot be changed. But, if...if everything goes well -"

The Assyrian Queen was shocked by the Master's aura. It wasn't that Amakusa did anything. He just wiped off his usual smile and looked at his Servant from the front.

There was no ferocity, rage, anger, or hatred in Amakusa's eyes. Instead, they were as calm as clear lake water. It was simply not the look that someone who was about to go into battle should have - it was really calm.

"That means that God has forgiven me for what I have done and has mercy on all people... My desire to obtain the Great Holy Grail is correct. As long as I understand this, I will no longer be confused, and betrayal will never be allowed. The betrayal has been rewarded."

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, the sage of the Far East declared with determination. According to him, he went to the battlefield to confirm whether his purpose was correct.

To Semiramis, who had grown up with conspiracies and poisonings, that was simply a foolhardy act.

However——My Master probably has to do this. It is an extraordinary obsession that others cannot understand. In order to strengthen one's will to no longer be confused, this is an essential ritual.

"Well, to be honest, I really can't understand it."

"I guess so."

The white-haired boy smiled bitterly in return. Just as the empress said, others could not understand his thoughts. After all, just for the purpose of deciding whether he was right, he had to go to the battlefield where he could face death at any time.

I originally expected to face opposition, but Empress Semiramis declared as if she was ordering her subordinates:

"However, you can only move forward by doing this. Then there is no other way, I agree. Just fight to your heart's content and survive."

Thank you——Amakusa thanked him, and at the same time, the sky garden slowly stopped moving. Mirenia Fortress was still ahead. There were woods on both sides between the sky garden and the fortress, and a grassland opened in the middle.

In other words, this is the venue for battle. The red servants and the Master Amakusa gathered at the bow of the sky garden.

"The war has begun, Amakusa."

The young man named Shuoyue put one foot on the parapet. He had rarely spoken before, but now he finally showed an arrogant attitude and looked down at the chaotic Mirenia Fortress from a high position.

Then, he turned to look at Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, his sharp eyes dyed with azure iridescence.

"Just wish you and me all the best."

Staring into those eyes that could kill a soul, Amakusa stared at Shuoyue for a long while before he smiled.

"it is good."

Chapter 455 Black goes to battle, the Arrow of Complaint!

Chapter 456 Black goes to battle, the Arrow of Complaint!

This is completely different from the small-scale battles so far - there are battlefields, soldiers, generals, precious phantoms ready to go, territories to fight for, and more importantly, a 'king' who must be conquered.

Now there is only a short moment left until the final battle with the ultimate goal of complete annihilation. The Red Servants are silently waiting for that moment to come -

The chessboard has been pushed into chaos, and all the red soldiers and horses have crossed the border between Chu and Han. Now, it is Black's turn to gather the soldiers and horses.

The Yggdmirenia clan made comprehensive guesses about the invaders of the Magic Association...that is, from which direction the red side would attack, and based on this, they formulated a careful plan to counterattack.

The possibility of launching a powerful attack from the streets of Tolifas, or leading a large army to attack from the east, or launching a surprise attack from the air is not low, but——

It was unexpected that they would attack with their territory."

Black Chiron sighed. In front of his sight, the "Sky Garden of Vanity" that Red was proud of was floating in the air.

This not only means that the Red side will send out its entire army to attack, but also means that the war has entered the next stage - a truly brutal war where even the cost of releasing treasures and exposing the heroes' true names is not a problem.

, what is the current situation over there?"

Fiore next to her asked with a slightly trembling voice. Facing the Master who was trying to maintain calm, Chiron, the only clairvoyant, smiled and said: "Stop it. Although it is just my speculation, it seems that the red side is planning to use this. Let’s use a piece of grassland as a battlefield.”

"Does it mean a full showdown?"

"Exactly, Master, please retreat to a safe place first. Presumably the other party will deploy their followers and familiars."

That seems to be the case. They seem to have summoned the Dragon Fang Soldiers to fight against our androids and puppets."

With a thump, Danic landed on the city wall. It turned out that he had just boldly looked around at the fortress floating in the air.

"Uncle..."

"Let's go, Fiore, now we can only rely on the Servants to win or lose."

"You're right, Darnic. The next step is our territory."

The light particles began to converge, forming the outline of a human being. The noble illusions spanning ancient and modern times descended here and gathered here.

Black, Chiron.

Black, Frankenstein.

Black, Avisbronn.

Black, Siegfried.

Black, Altria.

The leader of the Black Army, Vlad III, smiled magnificently and stared at the fortress silently.

"Not only did they offend our country with such ugly things, they also spread unspeakable skeleton soldiers everywhere."

Showing obvious expressions of hatred, at the moment of invading the territory, they were the enemy, they were the conquerors, they were the Ottoman Turks.

The strong sense of obligation to "kill them all" instantly bound Vlad III's whole body.

"Lord, let's take shelter in the city first. But if we have to fight on that grassland, we can fight with our backs to the streets. Please fight to your heart's content."

Danik bowed respectfully, and the Archduke of Wallachia nodded proudly.

"Also release the cavalry and the Red Berserkers. They must join the battle line as well." Vlad III sneered, as if he saw Danik's hesitation.

"Since the opponent is eager for a full-scale showdown, of course it is only in line with etiquette that we deploy our full force."

Got it, I'll be there right away."

Danik led the masters away, and Vlad III did not even turn his head. He just stared at the invaders in the sky and issued orders without looking back.

, you will lead the organized android team together."

"clear."

Just like the last battle, you are responsible for dealing with the enemy

"No, please forgive my presumption." Under the black robe, the clear voice of the Knight King came out, rejecting the Grand Duke's order, "I have found the person I must fight with in this battle."

Is it the enemy's swordsman)? "According to the report of Liu Dao Lingxia, Vlad III also learned about what happened in Sighisoara, and this assassin on his side seemed to have an unclear relationship with Hongzhi, "Well, if you insist on doing so, then I will do it..."

"No need, my lord." Chiron volunteered, "If it's that cavalryman, besides my lady, I'm the only one who can deal with him."

While realizing the emotion in Chiron's words, Vlad III also sensed the firmness in his words, so he nodded with satisfaction and turned to look at the silent Avisbronn.

, please wait here for a while, and you will be the one to seize the opportunity to unlock the red shackles."

"I see. Also, as a king, you can't fight on foot. I've had horses prepared, even though they're just man-made creations (magic puppets)."

"Oh--"

After hearing these words, he immediately looked at the horse beside the sorcerer with interest.

It was a huge bronze and iron horse, a striped horse made of iron and bronze, with eyes made of rubies and sapphires that sparkled with a mysterious glow.

"Not as good as my East Stallion..." Out of a subtle comparison mentality, Artoria whispered.

Despite the differences in appearance, Vlad III was quite satisfied - not because of the golem horse itself, but because of its symbolic meaning.

This meant that Vlad III, Grand Prince of Wallachia was no longer alone. He had capable subordinates, and his brothers and sisters were also willing to be loyal to him.

"Very good." He smiled contentedly and jumped onto the horse's back. The horse did not neigh, but just stood there honestly.

"Oh, you want to ride a horse? Then I really have no place to stand~"

A slightly higher voice sounded, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense. It was the Black Astolfo who had just been released. He stretched out his slender body and spoke to him with a bright attitude.

Faced with such undisciplined cavalry, Vlad III drew the sword from his waist, and the sharp blade almost cut his adorable cheek.

, now I will no longer ask you whether you have reflected on your actions. Just show me your strength - show me your strength as one of Charlemagne's twelve warriors."

In response, Astolfo patted his chest: "Well, I'll take care of it! This belongs to this, and that belongs to that. This war is my mission after all!"

As the expedition was about to begin, Vlad III let go of the unruly Paladin and turned his attention to the one who was silently watching the floating fortress.

The wound on her chest that was damaged by an enemy assassin had long since recovered, and the girl's golden and blue eyes, revealing inorganic emotions, were staring at a vague figure on the fortress.

After being injured by Shuo Yue, she became more and more dull. Now only Master Corless and Little Jack can let her show other appearances.

, you are free. You can fight till the end and dance wildly on the battlefield to your heart's content."

In response to the encouragement, Frankenstein released a violent burst of electricity, and Vlad III withdrew his gaze and spoke in a low voice with a strong sense of mission:

Well, everyone, our seven servants have been assembled. Although we have obtained the Crimson, it is just a "weapon" that can be thrown away after use. In other words, we have mobilized all our combat power. "

"On the other hand, the other side probably has gathered six servants except the Berserker, and there is also a mysterious assassin from the Magic Association who has injured me and him. In other words, we do not have an advantage in numbers."

'At the same time, the enemy's spearmen have proven that their bravery is not inferior to our swordsmen. The superb quality of the cavalry and archers has also been undoubtedly demonstrated in the confrontation, not to mention the man who calls himself 'Shuoyue' The assassin is definitely the most difficult enemy, bar none. "

Such a frank demonstration of the strength of the enemy, yes, even if it cannot be said to be an overwhelming advantage - if there were a normal confrontation, the gap in combat power between the two sides would very likely lead to defeat.

"Then, I want to ask a question. Everyone, do you have any plans to accept defeat?"

All members expressed their will to refuse through words and actions.

There is a clear gap in combat power, and the probability of defeat is quite high - Vlad III and other servants are not shaken by this fact. The so-called Heroic Spirit is such an existence. Only those who can laugh off the overwhelming disadvantages and desperate situations are qualified to be called heroes.

There is no warrior who is defeated without fighting, and there is no hero who is timid before fighting.