Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

That was the universal wish-granting machine filled with light - the Great Holy Grail of Fuyuki.

Ahhhh. "

Not only was he ahead of the Red team, but he was even ahead of the Judge - Vlad III finally reached the Great Holy Grail.

The next step is to regain the Great Holy Grail...

then……

Make wishes come true…

That’s it…

His eyes closed little by little, and the shadow covering Vlad III's body no longer moved, but turned into black powder, fluttering down, revealing the king's broken and peaceful face.

Siegfried and Astolfo knelt on one knee, Avisbron remained silent, Arturia put her hands on her chest and closed her holy blue eyes.

The obsession had dissipated. Just as in life, the hero's will also dominated death. Vlad III was exhausted. He could see nothing, hear nothing, and his emaciated body was held up motionless by the heroes. It was just an empty, heavy shell - in front of the Holy Grail he had always dreamed of, the King of Wallachia stopped breathing.

The church is sacred and quiet. The golden sunlight shines through the stained glass windows. Countless shadows of dust scatter and fall on the handsome face of Vlad III, creating circles of halo. There are bells ringing in the distance. It is like witnessing the mercy of the Father, and the suffering of the Son.

Golden particles flew into the sky and disappeared; blue spirit particles emerged in the air and were caught by Chiron.

Vlad III, the king who defended Romania, is buried here.

It was full, it was really full. For a moment, I suspected that I belonged to the Chef...

Chapter 482 The embarrassment of those who pray for relief

Chapter 482: The embarrassment of the person praying for relief...

The red holy cloth fluttered in the wind, and a red holy belt and cape were draped over the priest's clothes. The priest with brown skin and white hair lowered his eyes and prayed quietly to the empty hands raised by the black servants.

"Return to the dust. The defeated, the old are called by me, commit themselves to me, learn from me, serve me. Grant you rest, never forget to sing, never forget to pray, never forget my name, my body is light, liberate You suffer greatly from all things.”

May God have mercy on this sad soul."

When Joan of Arc, after going through untold hardships and breaking through the corridors, mazes, traps, thunder and fire, and wild beasts set up by the Empress, entered the chapel, what she saw was a young man bathed in divine light and as kind as a saint.

The moment I saw him, I got an instant revelation.

How... could that be possible?"

Just because she understood the key, she couldn't help but take a breath. It’s so ridiculous, it’s impossible. The young man in front of me is——

Followers.

No, forget it. Although the situation where the Master is a Servant deviates from the rules, it is at least possible (Sakusuki:?).

However, the problem lies in his class. No, no, no, no, neither, nor, and it is not that he does not belong to any of the seven classes.

"It's our first time meeting this time."

"The former... Judge?"

Even the calm and composed Chiron could not hide his inner astonishment. The same was true for Danic, another leader of the Black Side, who followed the Black Side Servant by unknown means and also arrived at the chapel. He looked at the familiar young man in front of him with his eyes wide open.

Even though he forgot too many memories during the ritual of devouring souls to extend his lifespan, Darnic has a past that he cannot forget no matter what: he risked his life as a magician to fight in the Third Holy Grail War—as There was absolutely no way he could forget the battle that started everything.

That was why he was stunned.

"How could it be, this, this is impossible..."

Phantoms of the past flashed through his mind. The sage boy from the Far East who was illegally summoned by Einzbern now walked out of his past memories and spoke to him with a gentle smile that had not changed in sixty years:

"Ah, this is a very ordinary and commonplace line for you, Danic. Since you are still alive, it wouldn't be surprising if I were alive."

"How could this be? It's impossible! There's no way this could happen! Why! Why are you here! Why are you still alive...!?"

The young man shrugged his shoulders and said in a relaxed manner:

Of course it’s because I participated in this Holy Grail War as the Master of the Red Team. "

That was an absolutely unacceptable declaration to Darnik. Ignoring Darnik who was speechless, the boy continued to shout loudly:

"I've been waiting for this opportunity, Danic! The Great Holy Grail of Fuyuki belongs to me! Magician - how can I give this Great Holy Grail to you who only know how to lead the world to destruction!"

After hearing these words, the shackles of fear that bound him were broken, and Danik's expression became ferocious in an instant.

Stop talking nonsense!!”

Enraged, Daniel took a step forward to speed up - but fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Goooo!?"

Danic felt a sharp pain in his chest and looked down. The sharp blade of the gun had pierced his heart. The sound of the bullet being loaded was transmitted through his bones and flesh, along with Shuoyue's whispers.

"You still dare to come here without the protection of your followers. Should I call you brave or stupid?"

boom!

There was no need to think about what adjective was suitable for a corpse. When no one had time to rescue him, Shuoyue pulled the trigger and ended Danik's life cleanly and neatly. He then shook off the corpse and leisurely stepped aside.

Behind him, the three servants Achilles, Atalanta and Karna had gloomy faces, looking at the young priest who once gave them orders with undisguised hostility:

Master...Did you do this? You killed our Master!"

Even though his body had begun to slowly dissipate, Achilles still pointed his spear forward, his words revealing undisguised hostility.

As first-class and top-notch servants, there is only one reason why they suddenly lost their power - that is their Master.

Only when the master dies will they have symptoms of dissipation!

Following the contract, they saw the masters lying dead in the room. In this regard, Amakusa and the Empress, who actually controlled the Sky Garden, became the suspects of the three heelers.

Not only him, Atalanta had already drawn his arrow, and even Karna had a solemn expression on his face, pointing the Spear of the God of Death at Amakusa.

The murderous intent of the three heroes was as sharp as a blade, but Amakusa Shirou Tokisada endured it without changing his expression, but his smile was slightly bitter.

"This has nothing to do with me... Although your masters are indeed imprisoned by me, I swear on my true name that I have never thought of killing them."

"Just because you don't have it doesn't mean you don't have it, Amakusa."

With a clear voice, Sakutsuki played with the blood-stained fist gun, ignoring the hostile black servants, and said with a hint of meaning:

"You, and the empress who is famous for poisoning - regarding the death of all the magicians in our clock tower, I hope you can give us a reasonable explanation on behalf of the church."

The empress who is famous for poisoning, and Shuo Yue who represents the clock tower?

This sentence revealed a lot of information. Some servants lowered their heads to think about the empress's real name, while others looked at the young man who had been mysterious from the beginning, thinking about something.

Especially Chiron, the think tank of the black team, was completely shocked. He had preconceived ideas and always thought that Sakutsuki, who hid the servant's information, was the assassin of the red team, and the one who could build such a huge courtyard was the masterpiece of the red team's magician.

We can’t say that magicians go to the front lines to fight with the enemy with bayonets, while assassins hide behind the scenes and quietly build infrastructure, right?

Or 'I'm an assassin, I don't have powers like a magician'?

The lineup combination of the red team...why is it so strange!

At this time, Amakusa no longer cared about the black side. He looked at Shuoyue who was also confronting him, and the helplessness in his eyes became even stronger.

Even if he was wary of the Clock Tower messenger at the beginning, now Amakusa must recognize the value of Shuo Yue. You must know that judging from the record, the two heads of Black (Ken Niang and Vlad III) are both It was this assassin who took it.

Amakusa doesn't believe that Black would be willing to hook up with his leader and a servant just to make Sakusuki a spy on their side.

Not to mention that Shuoyue also protected Atalanta, won the Holy Grail, and played a pivotal role in the battle.

He would rather abandon Achilles or Mordred than let Shuo Yue leave the red side.

But the problem is - how those Masters died, he himself has no idea at all!

Could it be that the empress really did it...

"Are you doubting me?" The empress's voice sounded in his mind, and he was a little angry. "I don't even bother to use such despicable means!"

"Why don't you answer us, priest?" Seeing that Amakusa didn't answer, Achilles took a step forward and continued to ask, "Is it because he has a guilty conscience? Or is he just sorting out the words to deceive us?"

There was an empress running amok in her mind, and Achilles was aggressive outside. Even Amakusa's head hurt from the noise, and she could only wave her hands.

"Don't argue anymore. I have the complete video here. You can talk about it after watching it!"

The magic light curtain unfolded, and it was still some time before it completely dissipated. The three victims raised their heads together and looked at the Masters they had never met in the light curtain.

"Hey, Chiron, should we take this opportunity to take action..." Ah Fu said in a low voice while looking at the confused Red Team.

"No, once we take action, the situation will become even more chaotic." Chiron looked at the magic light curtain and responded in a low voice, "What's more, we have lost a lot of combat power... If the Red Army unites to attack the outside world because of our interference, it will be bad."

"On the other hand, if the master does die, then the followers on the red side will never obey the priest. Until then, it will be the time for us to take action."

"In other words, do we have to wait too..." Astolfo muttered, while Artoria, Siegfried, and Avisbronn exchanged mysterious glances.

They received Shuo Yue's communication.

After making eye contact for a moment, Avisbron lowered his head, created a demon puppet with the same aura as his own as a cover, and then left the place quietly.

He wants to connect with the sixth director Lingxia and complete their contract before the situation gets out of control.

Person who prays for relief: When using his own Noble Phantasm, the charging stage increases by 2 levels (3 times)

When using your own Noble Phantasm, the charging stage increases by 2 levels (4 times) [Maximum Liberation]

As long as the charge can keep up, this gift from Amakusa is surprisingly useful for C. It is more cost-effective than Yuanyuan's.

Chapter 483 A big reshuffle between the red and black sides

What appeared in front of the black and red parties was a dark room.

The silver-grey mist was hazy, and together with the sunlight that slipped in, it painted the walls, wandered between the tables and chairs, and outlined shadowy figures, like a misty still painting. Only the dots in the mist lurked unknown malice.

Judging from the command spells in the hands of the magicians, there is no doubt that they are the masters of the red side.

This quiet scene lasted for a long time, so long that when people thought it was just a photo, a woman's clear laughter suddenly sounded.

"Ha ha……"

The foggy night was like a glass of wine swaying slightly, and everyone heard the distorted, cruel female voice.

"The massacre is about to begin."

Without any precautions or traces, the magicians' eyes popped out in an instant, bright red blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths, dripping onto the table, and white smoke emitted amidst a sizzling sound.

There is no doubt that it is poison.

What followed was a comical scene of people struggling in the poison - within three minutes, the Masters dispatched by the Clock Tower died in painful struggle, the Command Seals in their hands dimmed, and eventually disappeared.

At the end, even Amakusa and the Empress were speechless.

They had just received the news of the Master's death, and based on the principle of 'if you don't do anything wrong, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door', they released this video so openly. But the problem is that the cause of the Master's death in this video looks like poison!

Not to mention that unique female voice. Even if all the female servants present imitated it, they would not be able to speak murderous words in such an innocent and matter-of-fact tone.

Only the Empress, who was famous for her poison and deceit, could take away everything from a person so cruelly.

In summary--

"Really, Father? It seems you have nothing to fear." Achilles' voice calmed down. It was not one of forgiveness, but one that was like a storm brewing with thunder, slowly spinning.

Murderous aura filled the chapel little by little.

It's not that I didn't, don't talk nonsense... Amakusa was helpless in his heart, he never expected such a coincidence.

No, is this really just a coincidence?

Something dawned on him, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Shuo Yue, but Shuo Yue didn't realize it. She just lowered her head to herself, as if she was thinking about something.

Not Shuo Yue? Or is he not planning to be exposed now?

Amakusa frowned. There was no response to his revelation. The Sakutsuki was like a black hole, always blocking his probing - this was also the reason why he was always suspicious of the Servant of the Clock Tower.

But thinking about it carefully, Shuo Yue's every move was under his and the Empress' surveillance. Even if he really found the opportunity to take action, he shouldn't have used poison.

So, who did this?

While Tiancao was in trouble, Sakuyue was also thinking deeply.

It's not about thinking about the mysterious death of the Master, because the murderer was him - Jack the Ripper, to be precise.

Little Jack, who possesses the two major skills of "Murder in the Fog Night" and "Erasure of Intelligence", is a natural assassin. For these magicians who have long been deprived of their ability to move, it is as easy as slaughtering pigs and sheep. The key point is that even if some intelligence is leaked, it will be disguised because of "Erasure of Intelligence".

As for why it was poisoned...the London smog refined in 1988 using ancient methods is stinky, poisonous and deadly. Do you want to know?

Little Jack's assassination was successful, all the masters of the red side died, the command spell did not fall into the hands of Amakusa, the red side camp also collapsed, Karna, Achilles, Atalanta - even these three A famous hero could only dissipate helplessly after losing his contract, right?

The combat power has been balanced, and now it’s time for the blue side to take off the veil...