Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

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“But many of the photos are not very good.

I'm actually slimmer and not as cute.

Hmm? You ask what kind of maid is this?

Well, although you may not understand my metaphor, but you have Miss Nightingale here, right?

That’s probably how she felt.”

Chapter 502 The reason for standing in front of my father

Xiao Mo's complaint is natural - although it's not a big problem as long as he transforms into a spirit, he still wants to have a good sleep on a soft bed, or he wants to have a good sleep with this kind of water that can only spray out half-warm water. Take a dip in a real bathtub that is completely different from the shower room.

Even if it doesn't actually make much sense, it's still a natural desire.

Lion Jie got into his sleeping bag and replied to Mo Zai who protested strongly:

"I'm telling you, that's the enemy's territory. Who would be stupid enough to sleep in a place like that?"

"That's what I said."

"There's really nothing we can do about it, you know. We do want to cooperate with them. But if that's the case, we'll really be cornered. Acting together and cooperating are not the same thing."

"Does that mean they can't be trusted?"

"No, no, it's the other party that doesn't trust us. If they see that we trust them, they will become less trusting of us."

The muffled voice of Lion Jie could be heard through the sleeping bag.

"Oh, maybe it's easier to understand with an analogy like this. For example, there's a tiger with a collar. And the keeper assures you that it's a good kid. Then, you have to spend a night with it. You have a pistol in your hand. Although you have to go hunting with the tiger first, the worst thing is that you have to fight a life-and-death duel with it in the end—"

"Are you saying we are tigers?"

"That's what it is. The more we trust each other, the less the other side will trust us. Guys who do things based on money can be trusted as long as they can afford to pay. But if it's someone who provides assistance for free, the other side will worry about 'maybe when I'll get bitten back."

Human beings are such creatures, so let alone people who are against each other. And for now, Lion Tribulation is not in a position where he can ask for monetary reward from Yggdmirenia.

"In addition, there is a more important purpose. Since we have to discuss how to get ahead of them, it is not appropriate to stay there."

Seeing Lion Zed's sly smile, Mordred also laughed.

"You should have said this from the beginning. So, what should we do specifically?"

Before they left, Chiron had already announced in advance that he planned to take a plane to land in the Sky Garden. The arrangements for the plane had already begun and the goods would arrive in two days at the latest.

In other words, there are only two days left before the decisive battle.

"First, we have to act separately from them. As long as we tell them that it's too dangerous to travel with them on a plane, they should accept it. Then, while the others are going to attack the Red Army, we will..."

"Get the Holy Grail."

The two laughed in unison.

"Humph, I didn't expect that Master would not give up even after reaching this point!"

"Do you think this is embarrassing?"

"This is nothing to be ashamed of at all, but - I still don't quite understand it. You said before that your wish for the Holy Grail is the prosperity of your family's descendants, right?"

"Yes, I said so."

"That's a lie, right? I don't think you would be so persistent in pursuing that kind of wish."

Mordred's laughter suddenly stopped, and she was looking at Lion Jie's face with an extremely serious expression, as if she was telling him something.

So, just tell me. Master, what is your real wish?"

Lion Jie avoided her sight slightly and sighed as if surrendering. Then, he took out the cigarette from his arms.

Not long ago, Lion Tribulation mentioned his wish to Mordred - that is, to restore prosperity to the family that collapsed due to the devil.

Now it seems that the lame fooling around didn't last long.

"You seem to have misunderstood something. I actually didn't lie. But even so, I didn't tell everything. Well, it's just like you."

"I?"

"Yes, isn't your wish to 'draw out the sword of choice'? But in my opinion, your real thoughts are more than that, right?"

Faced with the counterattack from Lion Robbery, Mordred's expression suddenly froze. She muttered "That's not the case" while burying half of her face in the sleeping bag, obviously intending to hide the secret and end the night's conversation.

Shizijie looked at Mozai who was not frank at all, smiled slightly and lit a cigarette.

"Well, once I go to the Sky Courtyard, I won't have this chance again. I'll tell you my wish now."

Then, Lion Jie Jieli began to tell.

The Shishikai family is a family of magicians who fled to Japan from Europe a few generations ago. Of course, the name Shishijie was only given after coming to Japan.

At that time, their magic imprints were close to disappearing. For magicians, leaving the land where the magic base is located is a quite fatal act - just like Osare who was exterminated.

So, in irreversible decline, the Lion Jie family decided to sell their souls.

"Let me tell you, fairy tales often have stories about the so-called business devil's contract. Our ancestors did that kind of thing." [Note: This refers to the contract with the devil Mephistopheles in "Faust" 】

As for what they had signed a contract with in Japan, only the head of the family at that time knew. The only thing that could be confirmed was that the contract had the same binding force as a self-enforced document, and that their wishes were fulfilled normally.

In short, the Shishi family achieved a resurgence through this means. The magic seal was revived and even exerted a miraculous power that was even greater than in its heyday. The Shishi family also regained its reputation as a great family of magicians in the Far East.

——Then, of course, a price must be paid for such a miracle.

"The price I have to pay is me."

In the end, that contract was probably a curse, an equivalent exchange that sacrificed the future in order to supplement the present.

As a result, the curse did take effect after several generations, and the one who eventually became the victim was Shi Jie Jieli. This curse is really extremely bad for a magician.

It is absolutely impossible for the Lion Tribulation Realm to have heirs. Therefore, despite possessing the precious magic seal, the Shishijie family is destined to die out in this generation.

"That's nothing. Just find an adopted son or something and come back, right?"

After hearing Mordred's question, Lion Jie took the cigarette out of his mouth and extinguished it on the ground. During this process, a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Well, the people in my family also had this optimistic attitude before. But when I transplanted my imprint onto my adopted daughter, she died, and there was no other way."

It’s not that there’s a rejection reaction. It was a collateral girl who slightly inherited the blood of the Shishi Jie family, and the pre-transplant survey also showed a high adaptation rate.

After an autopsy, it was discovered that the reason lay in the magic imprint of Lion Jie Jieli. Deadly poison seeped out of his magic seal. It is said that this magic mark is completely adapted to the body of Shi Jiejie Li, but as long as it is transplanted to other people's bodies, it will immediately form toxins.

Knowing this fact, Shishi Jiejieli immediately dissuaded his father Denggui, who was still planning to continue the transplant experiment, and decided to give up. In other words, the Shiozaka family only lasted until Shiozakakai left this generation, and then left his family and degenerated into a bounty hunter using magic.

This was the birth of the mercenary Shizi Jieli.

But——Shi Jie Jie Li encountered the Holy Grail War.

As long as there is the miracle of the Holy Grail, it is probably possible to eliminate the poison in the magic seal, and at the same time, it should be possible to give birth to a child who will inherit his bloodline.

Therefore, Shi Jie Jie Li desires to obtain the Holy Grail.

"Is it."

After listening to Lion Jie Jieli's narration, Xiao Mo just let out an ambiguous whisper.

"What? I've obviously told you all about this shameful past for the whole family. Why are you still dissatisfied?"

Nothing, it just means that you want to obtain the Holy Grail for the prosperity of your descendants, right?"

"Even if you expect to hear a bizarre story beyond imagination, or a touching experience that will make you cry, I can't satisfy you."

"Well……"

Perhaps it was because the ceiling was too low. Looking up at the sky, Mordred always felt a little depressed and uncomfortable, as if the world was gradually crushing him.

Perhaps in order to escape from this feeling of depression, her mind was vaguely recalling what had just happened.

Making a contract with something, generations of glory and destined downfall, and then——

"I said, Master, can I ask you a final question?"

"As long as I can answer it."

"Do you still remember the adopted daughter who died?"

After a long period of silence, Lion Jie Jieli whispered:

"In life, there are always some things that must not be forgotten."

The low and calm voice echoed in the narrow cave. There was an emotional tone in these words that was not there when he expressed his wish for the Holy Grail just now.

——The desire to obtain the Holy Grail is not for the prosperity of the family’s descendants.

——The desire to obtain the Holy Grail is not because he wants to engrave the name of Lion Tribulation in history.

——It’s just to turn something that must never be forgotten and something that must never be sacrificed in vain into something meaningful.

That was the sound of an oath. It is the modesty that must be protected even if one's own dignity and life are at stake.

"Is that so?"

"Are you satisfied?"

"Yes, I'm very satisfied. Master—get the Holy Grail."

In the darkness, Mordred and Lion Zed shook their fists gently, then turned their heads to look at the ceiling again, their wild eyes like lions shining brightly.

That's good, Master.

As long as I have your wish - I can stand firmly in front of my father and wield my sword for you.

Chapter 503 Little Sun Carry Everyone

There is no sound, even the stars have become quiet at night.

Emerald green meteors streaked across the sky, smearing the fluorescent blue ground wantonly, chasing the figure hidden in the darkness. The young man, blessed by the darkness, did not pull the trigger, but crossed his gun blades and clashed with the soldier's gun. Amid the flames, a clear sound rose up, rushed into the sky, and disappeared.

It calls, stars falling from the sky!

In the corner of the garden, the female hunter hid behind the vines, blending in with the natural atmosphere around her. Her tail trembled slightly, her green skirt outlined her elegant figure, and her animal eyes were sharp and endearing.

In the field of vision presented by the clairvoyant, two blazing lights shot up into the sky. They dodged the monstrous rain of arrows in no particular order. They stretched out their bodies. One of them swung the guns, and the other dropped the two guns and held them again. In the complaint After the arrow book ended, it turned into emerald green and dark streams of light again, intertwining and colliding!

"Don't ignore me!" The girl complained in a low voice, the fighting spirit in her eyes became more and more high, the bow of the sky in her hand was raised, and the action of pulling the bow string was like catching the starlight.

"Pole Star, go!"

That was an arrow that turned into a star, dragging a silver glow and leaving another magnificent mark on the scroll.

The target is the same bright and short-lived meteor!

Ding!

Achilles responded. How could he not be on guard against Atalanta's arrows? At the moment when he was stabbed by the feather arrow, two magic spears, one red and one yellow, suddenly appeared and bit at his sides.

"OK!"

What responded to Shuoyue was a loud and heroic laugh. Achilles took a deep breath, poured strength into his arms and ribs, and ignored the curse of Poseidon. At the perfect moment, he clamped Shuoyue's double guns!

So bold, so precise!

At the same time - so unwise!

Shuo Yue was so shocked that he laughed. He simply let go, clasped his arms together, and rushed forward with a vicious wind, striking the butt of Huang Qiangwei's gun like a bell. Then he stomped on the ground, and with a loud bang like a giant trampling, he slapped out with his palm with a force of ten thousand pounds!

Shock your feet, Bajiquan!

The vibration from the gun barrel made half of Achilles' body numb. He had to swallow the bitter pill of underestimating his enemy, and Shuo Yue's thunderous punch had already hit his chest.

clang--!

That was the sound of hitting the copper wall. Achilles vomited blood, and the kite flew back like a broken string and fell to the ground. Shuo Yue stood there, the skin of his palms was torn, and a bloody war gun fell to the ground. The spirit transforms and dissipates.

Atalanta in the distance could see clearly: At the critical moment, Achilles raised the battle spear with his foot and blocked Shuo Yue's fatal blow. Although he was still knocked away, the strong power contained in the battle spear The fighting spirit also had a backlash on Shuo Yue.

The confrontation between the rabbit and the falcon was amazing, but Atalanta was not slow in her movements. A new arrow had been loaded, and this time, it was aimed at Shuoyue, who was temporarily stiff due to the reaction force.

Achilles promised to suppress the immortal body. Compared to a pure warrior like him, Shuo Yue, who is secretive and full of tricks, is indeed more dangerous!

The arrow drew a smooth trajectory and penetrated the phantom left by the young man. The fatal warning instantly caught Ta Miao's attention. When she wanted to move her position quickly, the fist gun flashing with cold light had already reached her fragile throat.

"General, dear Miss Hunter." Shuo Yue leaned against Atalanta's ear, and his deep voice seemed to reach right into her heart.

Failed... After realizing this, Atalanta was not too discouraged, but instead felt a trace of inexplicable joy.