Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

"Since you want the game to end so much..." With his headscarf fluttering, Sakutsuki stared at Kotomine Kirei who was suspended in the air and released the bowstring mercilessly.

"Goodbye, then, Father."

The flames from the explosion were like a small sun rising from the forest of Einzbern.

Turning his back to the fire, Shuoyue casually put away his bow and walked towards Irisviel.

"Madam, please stand behind me." Hisahi Maiya did not dare to delay and dragged her seriously injured body to stand in front of Irisviel, but was impatiently pushed away by Shuoyue.

The killing intent disappeared, the spiritual outfit dissipated, and the harmless-looking young man put his hands in the sleeves of his kimono and teased, "So, tell me about your mental journey? I and you warned you many times, but you still dared to stand in front of Kotomine Kirei. You are very brave, madam?"

“Well~” Irisviel covered her mouth and snickered, and of course she would not say that this was the effort she and Maiya made for Kiritsugu.

“I can only say that human hearts are incredible.”

If it was for Kiritsugu, he would not hesitate to risk his life——besides himself, there were others who had the same determination.

This answer had made her so scared and uneasy before, but now, this fact made her feel very relieved.

Even if she is gone one day, there will be someone who silently supports Kiritsugu and keeps him from getting lost (said by the queen).

Although Irisviel said it cryptically, Shuoyue, who was familiar with the plot, still laughed helplessly: "You actually said that the 'human heart' is incredible. It seems that you have become more and more similar to humans, Irisviel."

The next moment, Shuoyue's intuition sounded the alarm, and Irisviel in front of him also changed her expression suddenly and blurted out.

"Be careful, Shuoyue!"

Treasures were flying all over the sky, like a golden rain.

In the pouring rain of death, a red shadow broke through the air, and the petal shield behind it broke into pieces, but it finally supported its owner to leave the battlefield.

Sakutsuki resumed his fighting stance, put Irisviel and Hisau Maiya down, activated the replacement magic, and teleported them away directly. Then he turned around and looked at the unexpected golden figure.

"The King of Heroes... Gilgamesh."

Standing on the treetop, wearing golden armor, with his arms folded, his snake-like pupils were full of mockery.

"I told you so, Cook."

"Don't be so anxious. I will show you my majesty as a king at night."

I have discussed this with the editor and it will be put on the shelves this Friday. Since I have no experience, is there any book friend who can tell me how many updates I should make on the day of listing to be considered an explosive update (brothers, please be more reliable)?

Chapter 86 The Golden Way

The Golden King, the oldest heroic king, Gilgamesh.

On this stormy night, he did not join the chaotic fight between the servants, but appeared in front of the Masters and in front of Shuoyue.

But the young man with golden eyes did not panic. He just raised his head and asked calmly:

"Where's Kotomine Kirei?"

"Humph, since this king took action, he will naturally survive."

"Why protect him?"

"Are you kidding me, cook?" The golden king sneered, "The king should judge the merits and demerits of his subjects. When is it your turn to make decisions?"

The plan to kill the Joy Monster in advance failed again. Shuoyue's expression turned cold. He tilted his head with a rather rebellious look:

"Speaking of which, I have wanted to ask a question for a long time..."

"Ok?"

"How dare you, a king who has been dead for almost five thousand years, spread your outdated kingly ways in modern times? Are you simply trying to protect your self-esteem as a king, or do you think that after your death, the development of human civilization is not worth mentioning at all?"

"Are you disdaining the progress of civilization over the past thousand years?"

"Oh? You dare to say that?" The Hero King's expression turned cold, and golden ripples spread behind him. "Bastard."

Being demoted from a cook to a bastard, it was obvious that Jin Shanshan was furious.

Countless treasures poured out again, swallowing up Shuoyue's foothold.

However, the diamond-shaped space unfolded layer by layer, like a hungry beast swallowing up swords, spears, and halberds. The young man with golden eyes stood proudly on the ground, staring at the former king, and said loudly:

"Why don't you answer me? Do you have nothing to say, Hero King Gilgamesh?"

"With what status do you ask me for this, bastard!" The Golden King frowned and took out a short awl from the treasure house and threw it.

A short cone with unknown patterns on it hung in the sky, freezing the space.

Then the diamond-shaped space broke into pieces, and when the golden wave came, the seven rings covering the Seraph stood up, protecting the pure land behind it.

The white hair was blown to pieces, but the gold in the young man's eyes was reflected even brighter: "I have never had any status. You can treat me as a cook, a brother, a magician, or even a king who rules his own kingdom... But before that!"

The Mountain-Slaying Sword roared out, piercing through the raging storm of Noble Phantasms and heading straight for Gilgamesh on the tree.

The centuries-old tree was crushed into dust, and the heroic king in golden armor landed on the ground, standing on the same level as the young man.

"First of all, I am a human being!" Shuoyue raised his sword and charged towards Gilgamesh.

"As a member of the human race that continues to exist today, I question the ancient king recorded in the first epic poem—"

The black and white blades cut down weapons one by one, and the young man got closer and closer to the king who had his arms crossed.

"In your eyes, does your kingly way trump everything else? Do you think that people should be divided into different classes, and that everyone should bow down to the dignity of the king?"

Facing the Shuoyue whose blade and words were extremely sharp, for some reason, the anger on Gilgamesh's face suddenly disappeared, and he even showed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Modern humans? That's really interesting... Since you raise your weapons against me with such an excuse, I have no choice but to show you the majesty of my reign!"

The endless rain of swords came to an abrupt halt. He took out a battle axe and broke the two swords in Shuoyue's hands with just one collision.

"Well, listen carefully, you call yourself a modern person!"

The battle axe slammed heavily on the ground, and the handsome King of Uruk changed his arrogant tone and said loudly:

"The so-called identity is just a footnote of a person's life in this world. Is a shoe shiner destined to be dim under the light of a king? No, human life always enjoys the same beauty!"

"But he was greedy, greedy for the king's wealth and splendor, and he was afraid, afraid of the soldiers under the king's command."

"So he humbled himself because of greed and bowed his head because of fear!"

"It's not because I forced them to submit to me, but because they admired the glory of the king and were willing to be driven by me!"

"Remember, Shuoyue, my way of kingship has never been oppression and tyranny. Uruk prospers because of me. Do you understand? Only my will can dominate everything, and only my existence can dominate everything!"

Deep forest and bright moonlight.

The emerald giant sword pierced through the night, and the golden light illuminated the darkness.

The ancient king stood on the eternal planet and laughed wildly without restraint.

The kingdom of kings has become history, but as long as he still stands here, Uruk will exist forever - because he himself represents the oldest civilization.

Gilgamesh, the Hero King.

This kind of posture and this kind of will are the reasons why he was engraved in the realm record tape and transformed into a heroic spirit.

Red flame flowers bloomed in the darkness.

This is the battlefield where three servants are fighting. The stalemate between the swordsman, spearman and berserker is a thing of the past. When two weapons are taken out from behind, the situation changes unexpectedly.

! ”

There was a crackling sound accompanied by a roar, and as he flew backwards, a burst of sparks suddenly flooded the nearby trees like a swarm of locusts. In the blink of an eye, the original lush greenery turned into ashes of destruction, leaving no trace of its original form.

The smell of burning gunpowder rushed into the nostrils of the two heroes.

“This weapon was the first one she recognized in her hand. It was the thermal weapon her Master was best at using. It was a mechanical launcher that was considered a mainstream weapon in the modern world.

Ordinary bullets shouldn't be effective at all...

However, when the rain of bullets came again, both he and she honestly kicked the ground and quickly distanced themselves to avoid the flames.

The stray bullets that missed their targets punched huge holes in the ground and tree trunks with unimaginable destructive power. Even the Servants were amazed at the power.

"Even if we were hit, we would suffer fatal injuries, right?"

"Is it because of the Noble Phantasm?!"

Although no one knew where the guns came from, the mad knight in black armor held a modern gun in each hand. Both the gun body and the magazine were corroded by the magic of hatred, turning into ferocious demonic weapons that were enough to pose a threat to the servants.

In the forest where there were no shelters, or the shelters were fragile, the use of cold weapons and the enemy was unable to shorten the distance between us, let alone try to counterattack.

It was as if they were back to the beginning. Under the fierce attack, the other two servants could only keep moving and began a war of attrition at the magical level.

But the problem is that compared to the consumption of constant movement, you only need to pull the trigger - the difference in magic power consumption is huge, which also means that the master has more magic power to support his actions.

However, this time, the one who changed his tactics first seemed to have the upper hand. However, it was not so much a change of tactics...

The roar of gunfire, which was no less than the roar of a berserker, stopped, and he threw the two weapons at He, then he turned into a spirit and disappeared from the sight of the two servants.

Gone?" He chopped the gun into pieces effortlessly, wondering to himself.

On the other side, 's expression suddenly became ugly.

Should we set up a book club? This is a question...

Chapter 87: The Forest After the Battle

,What's wrong?"

Noticing the change in his expression, he asked naturally.

"My Lord is in danger now... It seems that he left me here and attacked your base camp by himself. He spoke slowly in a difficult tone.

For this dual-gun user to show such an expression, his master's current condition is probably much more dangerous than he described.

"In the end... everything is still under Kiritsugu's control?"

Although she had no intention of denying the necessity of extraordinary strategies and tactics, the trap set by Kiritsugu was in any way contrary to the ideals of the King of Knights.

But this is the Holy Grail War.

What's more, since the Master took the initiative to provoke the war, it is reasonable for him to be dealt with by others after being defeated.

His blue eyes trembled slightly as he stared at the person whose expression had calmed down.

If one wants to win the Holy Grail War, the most reasonable strategy is to block him here and buy time to wait for his Master to die.

Then, her choice has been made...

"It must be my Master's doing. Go and help your Master."

Hearing the unhesitating urging, she first showed a surprised expression, then bowed her head deeply in admiration. To him, her judgment was obviously equivalent to betraying her Master.

"Knight King, thank you very much."

The handsome spearman nodded, turned into a spirit and disappeared. He turned into a whirlwind and rushed towards the castle deep in the forest.

The blonde girl remained alone in the forest. There was no wavering in her blue eyes. Relying on her perception, she ran towards a certain place in the forest.

Yes, this is the Holy Grail War, and she vowed to get the Holy Grail at all costs.

As a servant, she should have worked with her master to eliminate other opponents and obtain the Holy Grail.

As a queen, she came here to save her country and should not be merciful.

but……

Under the moonlight, the beautiful girl keeps moving forward, and her noble posture has not changed for thousands of years.

Before that, she was a knight first.

As if he had thought of something, the Knight King stopped and smiled slightly with a hint of self-mockery.

Even so, how many unknown dark thoughts does she have hidden in her mind as she let him leave but still did not rush to the Einzbern Castle?

How much does she have to hate Emiya Kiritsugu before she is willing to give up?

No, rather than saying that she hated this man, Emiya Kiritsugu, it would be better to say that she was resisting certain shadows she saw in him...

He shook his head, took a step forward, and continued to walk away from the Master.

What exactly happened?

Before he knew it, devastating pain had overwhelmed Kenneth's thought circuits.

Before he could even let out a scream, he spat out large mouthfuls of blood. His nerves became a mess and his muscles all over his body spasmed, causing his slender body in a stylish suit to perform an ugly and ridiculous dance.

The high-density magic power circulating in the magic circuit suddenly began to run wild without paying attention to the circuit, and ended up destroying the practitioner's own body. When the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid blocked the attack, Kenneth suffered more serious damage than being hit directly by a bullet.