Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

Noticing that Altria's strength had weakened, Shuo Yue struck while the iron was hot and said, "I'll treat you to lunch today. No matter how much you eat, I'll pay for it!"

Taking a deep breath, the young man immediately spoke out his final trump card:

"I'll do it myself!"

"What, what!" The cyan eyes showed obvious hesitation.

A critical hit with outstanding effect.

No., big break!

"This, this is what you said..." Thinking back to the delicious food he missed last night, he swallowed subconsciously and let go of Shuoyue, "When is lunch?"

"Don't be impatient, Miss Knight King." The young man stretched his arms, grinned evilly, and whispered devilishly, "First, satisfy my needs, okay?"

"Damn it, you actually tempted me in this way..." Faced with the temptation of delicious food, he was defeated humiliatingly and was pushed into the locker room by Shuoyue.

When the group of four came out of the clothing store, Alice had to use Shuoyue's magic to transfer dozens of clothes in large and small packages to the Einzbern Castle.

As for our lovely Miss Knight King, she was already leaning against Irisviel, looking like she was burnt out.

Although everyone loves beauty, being played with like a figurine by an annoying young man and having to endure it for lunch... Altria said she didn't want to go through it a second time.

At this time, she had already changed out of her sportswear, but under the strong protests of Irisviel and Sakutsuki, she did not put on the black suit. Instead, she compromised and chose a white shirt, blue tie and black stockings, which was her casual outfit in FSN.

By the way, since the clothes in the clothing store are not complete, some of the clothes were made by Sakutsuki himself using projection magic after asking Irisviel.

That's why it appears so powerless.

If she was facing someone who was greedy for beauty or had bad intentions, she would have taught him a lesson. But the problem was that this smiling young man did this sincerely for her...

Rather than saying it's powerlessness, it's more like being at a loss what to do when faced with good intentions, right?

"I wanted to ask this before. Shuoyue, you seem to have a lot of experience in clothing." Irisviel supported her with a smile and asked her doubts, "It's like you have been prepared for it beforehand."

The young man did not deny this and said openly, "That's right. After all, I was once considered a famous chef."

"Chef Wang?"

"One hundred thousand Moon fans, one million King fans." After a pause, Shuoyue added, "By the way, the so-called 'fan' means like, you can understand it as fans."

"So, he's your idol?" Irisviel asked in surprise.

Not only her, but also Kazumi Yuu who was standing beside her, and even the other Masters and Servants, would be greatly surprised after knowing this, right?

Although he is a powerful mortal who is on par with heroic spirits, he took the initiative to admit that he loves a certain mark of the past, a shadow that exists in human history.

"That's how it can be understood." Shuoyue didn't intend to explain any more, and nodded. "Britain mysteriously disappeared. In that era, he led the knights to repel foreign enemies and protect the people... After learning about such a story, no one would not admire the king who dedicated his life to Britain."

Facing Shuoyue's praise, she turned her head away silently, not letting others see the loss and sadness on her face.

"I'm not as good as you say."

"The Knights of the Round Table fell apart because of my wrong decisions. Even after I returned from the crusade against Rome, the seven clans and the eight princes betrayed me. Perhaps Sir Tristan is right. I don't understand human nature and am not suitable to be..."

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The young man raised his index finger, interrupting Miss Knight King's self-pity.

"This is not the 8 o'clock evening drama. Let's leave the regrets and obsessions, swords and fighting to the night. At least during the day, we can enjoy the beauty of Fuyuki City. You have been here for so long, but you must not have really seen this city, right?"

At this moment, another disdainful voice sounded.

"Stop making people laugh, clown! This is my courtyard, and I have already spread my power in every corner!"

Turning around, he saw the blond king, who was also wearing modern clothes and looked evil and unruly, standing on the other side of the street, casting a proud look at Shuoyue and the others.

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Chapter 74: It looks like you won’t live long?

A black jacket with clear layers, paired with a pair of casual pants made of exquisite material, even his hairstyle has become normal, and the arrogance that could not be concealed has also been reduced a lot.

To be honest, judging from his clothing, Gilgamesh has pretty good taste.

, Gilgamesh..."

He cheered up instantly, took a step forward and stood in front of everyone.

"How will you be here?"

"I am only here to inspect the people's sentiments, but I heard the bastard's nonsense."

The golden king in motorcycle clothes was standing on the other side of the road, and he seemed extremely arrogant as soon as he opened his mouth.

"You're just sitting around doing nothing, right?" Shuoyue complained in a low voice, "You didn't even stand on the street light this time. It seems like you have some shame."

In response, he crossed his arms and proudly replied:

"Foolish! It is the king's duty to sit on the throne and guide the people, but if he is just playing with the world, why does he need to appear as a king?"

This guy doesn't think there's anything wrong with standing on the streetlight... Irisviel and Miyu looked very unhappy, while Gilgamesh turned his attention to the man in casual clothes and narrowed his eyes:

"I noticed the fluctuations of magic, so I came to see if there was anything I could do to kill my boredom... But I didn't expect to see such a nice scene."

"Thank you for the compliment, Hero King." She remained silent and alert, while Shuoyue answered for her, "It seems that my aesthetic taste is still worth learning."

"You are just a bastard, but you can actually bark? Did I ask you?" For some reason, Gilgamesh's face darkened and golden ripples appeared behind him.

"Oh my, you heroic king, dare you want to start a war in broad daylight?" Shuoyue responded with a provocative smile.

The pedestrians around had already dispersed completely. The two men stared at each other in the suffocating atmosphere, turning their wills into swords and fighting hand-to-hand, trying to defeat each other.

Miyu was so focused on protecting Irisviel that she had no idea who was responsible for the sinister atmosphere. She seemed to understand, while her wife seemed to be thinking about something but wisely didn't laugh out loud.

After realizing that they were both determined, Gilgamesh snorted coldly and took the lead in looking away:

"As the target of each other's attack, you are willing to add glory to the servants of others. If you have given up the fight, I don't mind having another dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy under my command."

"Since there is no hatred between the two of you and you are only fighting for the same wish, then you can naturally have a good chat after the battle, or does the king of ancient Uruk not even have this much magnanimity?" After a pause, Shuoyue did not say the words "No wonder that clay doll died because of you".

If that's the case, I'm afraid it will be a fight to the death.

"Hmph, boring! You can't be a king without arrogance!" The golden-haired king sneered at Shuoyue's question, "I have only had one friend from ancient times to now. The rest are just jesters for my entertainment!"

"Oh?" The young man narrowed his golden eyes and asked tentatively, "Even the chief priestess Miss Siduri is the same?"

"Sidulli... I didn't expect that after a thousand years, someone would still remember her name." He remembered something, and his aggressive demeanor subsided a little. "There is no point in fighting with words, bastard, don't be so anxious, I will show you the majesty of the king at night.

"I'm always at your service." Shuoyue stopped the restless man, "Let's go, I still have to make lunch."

"Lunch?" He stared at the backs of Shuoyue and others as they left, seeming to be thinking about something.

"If this chef made it himself..."

"Why don't you let me speak, Shuoyue?" After leaving the sight of the Hero King, he spoke impatiently, "You are so high and mighty, so arrogant, you are basically a tyrant, and there is something wrong with your kingly way!"

"There's a problem, isn't it?" The young man squatting at the door of the store, carefully selecting ingredients, said calmly without raising his head, "So what? He is different from you. He is just a reflection of a heroic spirit walking in the river of history, a profile of the heroic king Gilgamesh at a certain time period - what do you want to prove to this tyrant? What do you want to get from him?"

Faced with the unprecedentedly cold tone of the young man, Artoria stood there in a daze.

If King of Conquerors Iskandar were present, he would have laughed off any absurd remarks made by the Hero King, right?

Alexander the Great spent his entire life singing the praises of tyranny and ravaging the world. Countless countries and kings were defeated under his iron hoof. It was precisely because of this that he understood that the path to becoming a king can only be shattered and conquered, but can never be shaken by simple remarks.

Otherwise, it is not the kingly way, but just a path where a slave carrying the "country" walks on thin ice.

But the difference is that she would be angry about it and would loudly denounce the wrongness of such behavior.

It's like irritating a scar that will never heal.

Considering the purpose of today, Shuoyue did not say anything further. After selecting the ingredients, he took everyone to a small wooden house on the beach.

This was originally an izakaya, but today it was reserved by Shuoyue, so it was not open for business and was just silently waiting for the arrival of the group of four.

No... five people.

The golden-haired man leaned against the door of the pub and opened his eyes when everyone approached. His snake-like pupils were full of displeasure.

"Too slow! You guys actually made me wait for so long!"

, it's you again! "

"How will you be here!"

"Uh, the all-knowing and all-powerful star? Not really..."

Facing the barrage of questions from the crowd, Gilgamesh smiled wickedly, pushed open the door of the pub, and walked in first.

"Cook, I'm hungry!"

"A guy who eats for free should have a free attitude, how can he be repaired!"

A young man who had advanced from a miscellaneous cultivator to a chef protested loudly while carrying the ingredients.

The sound was loud, but it didn't reach Gilgamesh's ears, who didn't want to hear it.

Although the atmosphere between them was a bit tense during the waiting period, when Shuoyue brought out the dishes one by one, a certain ancient hungry king forgot about everything else and started to enjoy the food to his heart's content.

In order to prevent a certain Jin Shanshan from being provoked again, Shuoyue had to sacrifice himself for the greater good. He coaxed and persuaded Gilgamesh to another table, and ended up getting himself involved.

"So, what do you want to say, Hero King?" The white-haired young man sat on the chair, frowned as he looked at Gilgamesh who asked him to stay.

"I'm just interested in you, cook." For some reason, after a short separation, Gilgamesh's attitude seemed to have improved a lot. Even though Shuoyue deliberately showed impatience, he just knocked on the lunch box beside him with an unsettling smile on his face.

"You actually want me to bring food to Kotomine Kirei? You are really bold, cook."

"You're flattered." Shuoyue rolled her eyes, "Just tell me whether you agree or not."

"Don't take my tolerance as indulgence, cook." The blond king crossed his legs and said leisurely, "Tell me your reasons, and I will help you reluctantly. Why did you kill that guy and deal with his servants, but then do this? Do you think you can feel better this way?"

"Do you feel good? Hero King, did you misunderstand something?" Shuoyue leaned back in his chair and sneered, "Why can't you regard it as a provocation, a declaration of war?"

"Falsehood and deception are meaningless to me. My eyes can see through everything. The so-called lies are nothing but ugly comedies in my eyes. Don't make me laugh anymore." As if he had lost his patience, Gilgamesh sneered and stated the truth directly.

"You actually don't care whether Kotomine Kirei is dead or alive, right?"

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Chapter 75: The Golden Apple and the Grand Puppet Master

Shuoyue did not say anything about Gilgamesh's sudden remarks, but his eyes turned cold.

Facing the young man who was already a little annoyed, the blond king slammed the table and laughed without any restraint.

"Yes, that's the look. Hahahaha, that's exactly what I wanted to see! Arrogance, indifference, and just because it's troublesome, so a certain possibility is strangled one step ahead. In the final analysis, it's not out of justice or anything, it's just because it's blocking your way!"

Picking up the food box, the Golden King stood up contentedly as if he was full:

"Really? The world has become too gentle to people nowadays. It's so gentle that it makes people sick, just like the bad wine that tastes like honey. But you are different, Shuoyue, you are different."

"I feel sick when I see the dirt on the roadside. If it is stubborn, I will remove the nearby green grass and flowers together. If I judge that a person is completely rotten, I will treat him like garbage and let him roll back into the trash can. If the whole world is hopeless, then it is better to destroy it directly. What a tyrant, even more unreasonable than me!"

After quietly listening to Gilgamesh's judgment, the young man with smooth white hair and golden eyes as noble as a god raised his eyes and suddenly smiled.

"What did you see, Hero King?"

In the murderous intent that was so chilling that it seemed to freeze his soul, the always proud Gilgamesh did not choose to fight back, but said calmly:

"Do you want to fight me here, Master?"

"You look like... you won't live much longer, huh?"