Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

"Thank you for your heartfelt words, sir, but please stop." The handsome man lowered his eyes and said lightly, "If my lord is insulted, then as a knight, I will not turn a blind eye."

"Loyalty is also a knight's virtue."

Shuoyue smiled, but did not retract the iron bow. Instead, he aimed the arrow at Diarmuid: "Well, in other words - I will protect you. If you want to fight me, please defeat me first, Diarmuid, the warrior of the Fianna Knights."

"I couldn't ask for more." This time, a happy smile finally appeared on the handsome man's face.

If, fighting with Shuoyue.

Then he would not have disobeyed his master's orders, nor would he need to suppress his own wishes!

However, their battle was doomed to fail - after being blown away by the arrows and falling to the ground, they slowly stopped moving, and their body outlines gradually faded and disappeared like a mirage.

He retreated.

If Kenneth insisted on attacking, he would be facing a one-on-two disadvantage.

Amidst the humiliation of wasting a Command Seal, a voice of gnashing teeth rang out from the void, "Retreat. Tonight... that's it."

Hearing these words, he breathed a sigh of relief and put down his spear.

"Thank you very much, Your Excellency Shuoyue." Hearing the low voice of thanks, Shuoyue curled his lips, as if he was a little dissatisfied because they didn't fight. Then, as if he remembered something, he took off his spiritual clothes and suddenly shouted loudly:

"Hey El-Melloi I!"

"Lord Shuoyue!" This unyielding attitude was somewhat surprising.

"Anything else?!" Kenneth's tone was full of impatience, but Shuoyue's next sentence made him change his mind.

"Your workshop is in the Hyatt Hotel, right?" Shuoyue suppressed his murderous and violent aura, and gradually exuded the aura of magic. "Then, as a magician, I will visit there tonight and discuss the secrets of magic with you."

This is a declaration of war from one magician to another magician.

The disappointment of the night was swept away. In response to Shuoyue's challenge, Kenneth responded with a proud and reserved laugh:

"Well, I don't hate capable people, let alone magicians who know how to behave. Although it's a pity that you rejected my request earlier, I won't run away or hide. Let me wait and see what you can do. Let's go."

She once again expressed her gratitude to Shuoyue with her eyes, and then nodded to him. The knight who looked like a girl also nodded in return.

There was no need for any extra words, as both parties knew the oath they should make to each other.

One day... we'll have another showdown.

After confirming this, he turned into a spirit and disappeared. A moment later, the barrier that Kenneth had set up in the area was also lifted.

As if forgotten, the sound of waves hitting the rock walls and the hustle and bustle of the distant streets began to gently vibrate the night air, descending on the battlefield after the destructive wind raged.

Suddenly I remembered the "Gilgamesh 2.5" in Tima's voice. Tima asking for forgiveness afterwards was really cute (snickering)

Chapter 53: Cuteness?

They had already retreated and left with their Master, and now the only ones standing on the field were the Master freak and Teammate Kuwa.

She looked at the young man, who was clearly just a human, with complicated eyes.

"What on earth are you doing here, Shuoyue?"

Looking back at the battle tonight, not to mention that Shuoyue's servant did not appear from beginning to end, he alone fought with and successively, and then ignored the best opportunity to defeat, confronted with, delayed the retreat of... and finally challenged the Master of, making it clear that tonight's chaos is not over yet.

But from beginning to end, Shuoyue did not show any intention of clearing out a servant. Instead, he jumped left and right, maintaining a delicate balance.

"Who knows about this kind of thing?"

In response to the question, Shuoyue shrugged as if it had nothing to do with him:

"To borrow the words of the King of Conquerors, 'Let future historians think about the reasons, plans, and other troublesome things. We heroes just need to follow our hearts, embrace our passion, and run on the battlefield.'"

"That's not what a king should say." He answered with disappointment but remained firm.

The Knight King believed in chivalry, and her beliefs were far from her unruly motives.

"If we meet again, I will definitely compete with him..."

"Okay, okay, I regret saying this. At some point, Shuoyue appeared beside her and held up her left hand.

"Shuo Yue! I was so shocked that I didn't have time to dodge.

It was not only because Shuoyue's actions were not hostile and her intuition did not give any warning, but also because she was exhausted from the series of battles, which slowed her movements down by half a beat.

"This is very rude, Shuoyue, please let me go!"

"Don't be angry, I'm helping you." Shuoyue's fingers moved rhythmically on the wound, weaving out magic runes, which relieved the numbness and pain brought by the curse in Altria's astonished eyes.

After the magic was performed, Shuoyue let go of his hand neatly: "Although my magic has reached the realm of replacement concepts, the mystery will succumb to a higher mystery... Unfortunately, the 'Yellow Rose of Destruction' is a treasure after all, and the curse power contained is too high. I can't completely eradicate it."

The young man with golden eyes held a dagger in his hand, with golden lines flowing on the dagger - obviously, he used some magic to transfer part of the curse on his hand to the dagger.

"No, that's enough." He moved his left hand and said, "Thank you very much, Shuoyue."

"Your serious personality is also your cute point." The young man stroked his chin and said this out of the blue. His expression was very similar to that of a frivolous knife maker.

Cute? What does that mean?

Although she has received modern knowledge, she still cannot fully understand it. The hair on her head can't help shaking. However, Irisviel, who knows a little bit about it, covered her mouth and tried not to laugh. She was very cunning and didn't remind her.

As if realizing his gaffe, Shuoyue coughed awkwardly and said, "Then, are you willing to go with me?"

"Go to the Hyatt Hotel, Kenneth's workshop? There was no answer, and Irisviel stepped forward and communicated with Shuoyue as a master.

"That's right." Shuoyue also looked solemn and said seriously, "For you, the first thing to do is to lift the curse, and I happen to be going to challenge Kenneth's magic workshop tonight - I think we already have the basis for cooperation."

"Speaking of this, why did you, Shuoyue, take the initiative to break into a magician's workshop? That would be very dangerous, right?" Alice asked puzzledly.

In response, Shuoyue smiled and said, "Maybe it's because of curiosity."

"Curious? Just for such a simple reason?"

"Curiosity is human nature, ma'am. Since I already knew there was such an interesting place, why shouldn't I challenge it?"

Is it really just like that?

The smile on the young man's face was too sincere, yet it hid a secret. Under such a strange smile, even Irisviel was speechless for a moment, and after a moment she said, "So, what do you want us to do?"

"It's very simple. I will fight Kenneth and you will fight. This way, no matter which side wins, the curse will be lifted, and no matter which side loses... it can't blame anyone else."

"It's a very direct plan, but it's also effective." Irisviel thought about it and her smile suddenly narrowed. "But in a sense, it's also protecting the little girl named 'Miyu', right?"

After all, his servants never appeared in Shuoyue's plan.

"That's how it should be. Isn't it natural for a brother to protect his sister?" Shuoyue didn't try to hide anything. "So, happy cooperation?"

"I don't think I have any reason to refuse..." Alice was about to answer when someone suddenly tugged at her clothes and whispered something. The lady's expression gradually became embarrassed. She looked at Shuoyue again, opened her mouth, but suddenly fell silent.

"I'm sorry, Shuoyue..."

"Ah, I understand. It was that guy Kiritsugu who said something, right?" Sakutsuki interrupted his wife's apology and curled his lips privately.

Although I had expected Emiya Kiritsugu to refuse, I didn't expect him to react so quickly. Originally, the gap between us would have been even greater...

"Tell Kiritsugu that although I don't expect him to be grateful, at least he should move slower tonight so that I can enjoy the magic competition... otherwise he will regret it."

The request was rejected, and after saying this incoherent sentence, Shuoyue got into the car neatly, turned the handle, and disappeared from Taitaihe's sight.

Silently staring at the direction where Shuoyue left, that beautiful profile did not show the excitement or exhaustion of surviving the fatal battle just now. The awe-inspiring figure of the armored girl knight standing on the battlefield was like a painting, beautiful and inviolable.

"Thank you. Thanks to you, I am able to survive."

In response to Irisviel's thanks, he smiled. "I can face the enemy without any worries because you are behind me, Irisviel."

Irisviel once again deeply realized how strong, resolute, and gentle she was.

Although she looked a generation younger than himself and still looked like a girl who had not grown up - with such a petite figure and such slender wrists, her body and mind were that of a perfect knight and a true hero.

"The battle has only just begun, Irisviel. Tonight's situation is only the first night of a series of battles to come."

yes."

"All opponents are strong. All heroes summoned from different eras... none of them are easy to deal with." He murmured.

Even the young man named "Shuoyue", his awe-inspiring and powerful posture during the battle made everyone forget the fact that he was not a heroic spirit but a man of this era.

But when he calls himself a hero, who can argue with that?

Even though there were so many heroes competing with her, the girl's tone was not anxious or fearful. Facing the impending storm, she just secretly cheered herself up.

This kind of excitement, this feeling of blood boiling, will never change in any world or era, and it is the proof of one's heroic spirit.

Gazing at the starry night sky, the King of Knights whispered.

"This is...the Holy Grail War."

Chapter 54: Preparations in front of the Hyatt Hotel

above tall buildings

After Sakutsuki left, Emiya Kiritsugu did not put away his gun. He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, lit it skillfully, let the smoke soak into his lungs, and then slowly exhaled.

White smoke curled up and dissipated in the air.

He raised his arm, and one of the three Command Spells on the back of his hand dimmed slightly and returned to its original state.

"Use the Command Spell to protect Master Shuoyue and kill him completely."

After the retreat, such a strategy is undoubtedly the most reasonable and effective. Even if it cannot kill him, it can cause him great injuries in a short period of time.

But in the end...Emiya Kiritsugu gave up.

There is no doubt that those who call themselves knights would not agree to such behavior, but as long as one more Command Seal is paid, even the most disobedient machine will run smoothly as if it were lubricated.

But by then, what will greet him, the cold tip of a spear, or a ruthless attack from Shuoyue, the man who trampled Einzbern under his feet?

"Chivalry... turns out to be such a pedantic thing." The man who had not yet recovered from his injuries sighed softly, "Why can't the Holy Grail also cleanse the servant's memory?"

Also, the last words that young man uttered.

[Tell Kiritsugu that although I don't expect him to be grateful, at least for tonight, he can move slower so that I can enjoy the magic competition.

The chill of being seen through spread throughout the body, and a cold wind blew in the freezing night.

As a killer lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to strike, the most taboo thing is to be seen through his actions.

That one, too, was originally led away by his deception, but returned because of the Master's reminder, almost forcing him into a desperate situation.

...Kotomine Kirei, the man he had been wary of before the war began.

I am still being targeted by him.

The scorching temperature kept getting closer, almost burning his lips. Emiya Kiritsugu threw the burnt cigarette butt outside and watched the spark go out quietly.

He was not a warrior and had no so-called sense of honor. When facing Kotomine Kirei and Sakutsuki, what he felt was not the joy of meeting a worthy opponent, but fear, a fear of the future.

Can I win the Holy Grail? Can I fulfill my wish?

Is Illya okay? His wife Irisviel...

There was a sharp pain in his heart, but Emiya Kiritsugu's expression did not even relax. He was silent for a long time before he put away his gun and made a decision in his heart.

tonight.

Plan ahead.

Dancing blue lights crossed the streets of Fuyuki City.

Just at a certain corner, the motorcycle stopped briefly like the wind, and when it started again, there was a cute girl sitting on the back seat.

After taking off her formal attire and wearing a printed kimono, Miyu hugged Shuoyue's waist with a satisfied look on her face.

“Have you seen Kiritsugu?” The young man’s laughter came from the front.

Miyu didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

After that, they no longer spoke to each other, but just quietly enjoyed the night breeze.

Just like the brief years in the past.

After an unknown amount of time, the motorcycle slowly stopped in front of a tall building.

This is the highest building in Fuyuki City and the best place to overlook Fuyuki City - Hyatt Hotel.

Not only is it the highest in altitude, the hardware facilities and software services of the Hyatt Hotel are also the best in Fuyuki City. It can be called the first signboard in the hotel industry. Naturally, it was chosen by the noble "Clock Tower Lord" Kenneth as his residence and temporary base. As early as a month before his arrival, the vassals of the Archibald family had reserved the presidential suite on the top 32nd floor, which shows how wealthy they are.

"This is it, we're here."

Sakutsuki got off the car. Even though he was wearing a kimono, it did not affect his actions. He held Miyu's hand. The two figures, one big and one small, wearing printed kimonos raised their eyes and looked forward.