Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

The iron bow disappeared, and a blood-red magic spear came into his hand. The young man raised the spear and stabbed it backwards as if he had eyes, stabbing it into the chest of a purple-black figure. With a crisp sound like crystal shattering, the figure holding two swords was picked up and smashed to the ground, stirring up a lot of dust.

However, there was no joy in the young man's eyes. His golden eyes were fixed on the faceless crystalline figure that was slowly crawling out of the pit.

"'The Demon-Breaking Red Rose has no effect. This is not a simple spirit, and it is not surrounded by black air like in FGO, making it impossible to see its face. In other words, it is not a Shadow Servant..."

A weapon that looked more like a microphone than a spear fell down. Shuoyue dodged the attack by leaning sideways and looked at another newly appeared purple-black shadow. The confusion in his eyes became more and more profound.

"Elizabeth Bathory, why is the Dragon Lady here?"

The red rose reeled and thrust, and in just five rounds, the spearmanship inherited from Diarmuid broke through the Shadow Dragon Girl's defense. The young man let out a loud cry, rushed into the arms of the dragon girl, and struck out with his right palm, knocking the unknown dragon girl in front of him into the air. He grabbed her tail with his left hand as planned, twisted his body, swung his arm, and smashed!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Crack!"

Just listening to the creepy collision sound that resounded throughout the entire forest, the Shadow Dragon Lady, who was hit badly by the meteor hammer, stopped twitching after struggling for a few times. Her whole body shattered like broken glass and turned into spirit particles and disappeared.

"The overall strength is weaker than that of a servant, but this is consistent with a shadow servant..." Judging the enemy's status through different moves, the diamond-shaped space opened, and the black spiral arrow sank into it, rushing out from behind Shadow Red A, colliding with the person who shot it, and exploded.

Ignoring the shadow red A that was engulfed in flames, Shuoyue stared at the spreading explosion and only looked away after a while.

"No fear, or rather, no emotion. Able to use the power of a Heroic Spirit, but the power is significantly weakened, and has a crystal-like appearance. Strange, there is always an inexplicable sense of familiarity..."

Where do these shadow servants come from? Who is the one who is manipulating them to lead me away?

This Fourth Holy Grail War...what else is hidden?

However, the current situation did not allow Shuoyue to think carefully. With a scream, the petite figure flew backwards and was caught by Shuoyue who jumped up and protected in his arms.

"Are you okay, Miyu?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." The jade-colored magical girl stood up. Thanks to the physical defense provided by the sapphire cane, she was only hit. However, the young man still narrowed his eyes unhappily, looking at the two figures slowly walking out of the forest.

One was a burly man as tall as a mountain, holding a dagger and half covered with a cloak.

One is a king who is fully armored and looks arrogant even though he has no face.

They are the shadow servants in this Holy Grail War.

"Iskander, Gilgamesh...what is going on!" The previous speculation was overturned, and Shuoyue felt a little annoyed.

Obviously, the person behind the scenes didn't want him to discover the truth, so he deliberately used an opponent without any direction to confuse Shuoyue's thinking.

However, the copies of the two top servants would not stop because of Shuoyue's doubts. As Iskandar raised his sword silently, purple-black thunder swept across and crashed forward.

Behind Iskandar, ripples spread out behind Gilgamesh, and countless treasures were projected out to cover Iskandar's charge!

Under the pressure of the two shadow servants, the young man with white hair and golden eyes closed his eyes and breathed in slowly. The vast magic power formed a wind pressure that blew his robes.

We have to close the net early - something unusual has occurred in the current Holy Grail War.

After the Banquet of the Three Kings tonight, we must end the war as quickly as possible and seize the Holy Grail.

When he opened his eyes again, Shuoyue's golden eyes were filled with violence, becoming ferocious and dangerous.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood right now."

Sharp, ferocious, destructive, cold... Countless types of weapons emerged from around him, guarding Shuoyue like stars.

The young man with golden eyes and white hair looked at the two fakes with a blank expression:

“So please don’t expect anything less than what will happen to you.”

The final judgment was passed on the two deceased.

!

With the sound of a sonic boom, the Noble Phantasm split apart, the magic destroyed the divine thunder, and the young man wielded the spear blade with all his might, rushing head-on into the shadow servants!

With the sound of strong brakes, the silver-white sports car rushed across the finish line and finally slowly stopped in the center of the castle.

The gull-wing door opened, and Irisviel walked out with a look of resentment in her eyes.

"Is it still too late after all..."

In order to catch up with Shuoyue, they did not slow down at all, and even used their magic power, rushing all the way to the finish line.

But even so, they still didn't see the silver-green motorcycle, which means - they still lost.

This also means that Illya is still in Shuoyue's hands, and her life or death is uncertain.

Emiya Kiritsugu had already accepted his defeat. He walked out of the car silently and began to contact Hisau Maiya.

"Illya..." Irisviel knelt on the ground, distraught.

At this moment, Emiya Kiritsugu's surprised voice sounded: "What did you say?"

Then there was a burst of cheerful footsteps, and the girl rushed out of the castle like a happy little deer and threw Irisviel to the ground: "Mom!"

"Illya!" Looking at the little Loli with silver hair and red eyes in front of her, Alice couldn't believe her eyes at first, then she hugged her dear daughter and smiled with joy.

"It's great that you're okay..."

"Nothing?" Illya tilted her head, quickly putting her mother's strange words behind her, and smiled innocently, "Yeah, I'm fine, Mom, today Shirou brother and Miyu sister accompanied me to play in Fuyuki City for the whole morning. Fuyuki City is so interesting, there are so many people! It's completely different from the winter city with only snow!"

"Yeah, mom thinks so too, but how did Illya get here?"

"Miyu-sister sent me here. She said Kiritsugu and mom will be back soon. I just need to wait here..."

"Sakutsuki?" Someone on the side was stunned, while on the other side, Emiya Kiritsugu had a serious expression on his face and was talking to Maiya who stayed behind.

"Why didn't you tell me about Illya?"

Hisau Maiya still had a calm expression and answered honestly: "Because I was restricted and was not allowed to inform you in advance."

“Is that so…” Kiritsugu had no doubts. In his opinion, it was not surprising for a Servant to have such means.

Just as Illya and Irisviel were being affectionate, an arrogant voice suddenly came from the sky:

"They actually chose this place to hold the 'Feast of the King'. This is the only taste that bastard has."

Vimaya descended slowly, and Gilgamesh, who had been waiting here for a long time, finally stood up from the throne, stepped down from his vehicle, and came in front of everyone.

"The boring family drama ends here. I was surprised that you could surpass that cook, but that's all. Hurry up and set the utensils. Is this how you are going to entertain me?"

"Oh! This golden uncle is so scary!" Illya was frightened by Gilgamesh. The latter turned his eyes when he heard the words. His snake-like cold eyes swept across Illya's face, then moved down and locked onto her heart. After a long time, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Humph, only this kid is interesting."

He took a step forward, blocking Gilgamesh's sight, and asked the question in his mind: "Wait, didn't you see the new moon?"

"That cook?" Gilgamesh frowned, as if wondering why he asked such a stupid question. "I have been looking down at the scenery from the sky, but I have never seen that guy."

Without waiting for further questions, a loud and heroic laugh came from afar, announcing the arrival of another king.

The oxcart was moving slowly forward. A strong red-haired man was sitting on the carriage, smiling broadly.

"Hahahaha... I'm late. Looks like everyone is finally here. Great! Let's start the banquet!"

Are everyone here?

Hearing this, he subconsciously looked towards Iskandar who was coming on a ox cart, but unexpectedly found the young man with white hair, golden eyes and a calm expression riding side by side with him.

"New Moon?!"

Chapter 121 The Mysterious Spear and the King

The garden in the castle's atrium was chosen as the venue for the banquet. The three kings sat on the ground, and Shuoyue also sat in the empty corner, with no intention of leaving.

Apart from them, after confirming that Illya was safe, Emiya Kiritsugu took her out of the castle, and Tōsaka Tokiomi did not follow him. He went straight to the castle's lounge, obviously not wanting to join in the banquet. Only Waver and Irisviel stayed here, watching this banquet that connected time.

The scars from the battle the night before did not spread here, so it would not be embarrassing to use it to entertain guests, but I am still very dissatisfied with this place.

"I didn't expect you to choose such a small and suffocating place to hold the 'Feast of the King'. This alone shows how much you are capable of. How are you going to apologize for making me come all the way here?"

"Don't say such irritating words. Come, drink! Laugh, and laugh off the right words, while handing me the ladle filled with wine.

"Although the shape is a bit strange, this is the traditional drinking vessel of this country."

Waver is not Japanese, and Irisviel is also a natural Princess of Winter City. As for the three Heroic Spirits, it goes without saying. Only Shuoyue sighed and said helplessly, "This is called a wine scoop, or a wine scoop. It is a tool used to disperse wine or oil. It is definitely not used to hold red wine, let alone as a wine glass."

"Oh, is that so? He didn't feel embarrassed at all, and took back the wine in his hand with a laugh, "No wonder the owner looked at me so strangely, it turns out I was wrong. Um, um, are there any drinking glasses in the castle?"

"No need." The young man with white hair and golden eyes lazily held his chin, his lightning-shaped eyebrows attracting attention. "Don't you think the venue is too bad? I'll help you solve this problem."

As the young man opened his right hand, a spear appeared in his hand.

What a beautiful treasure it is.

The slender gun body has an exquisite shape that can be called a work of art. Dark blue streams cling to it, and when it encounters light, it refracts a crystal blue glow.

The spear blade is sharp, and a moonlight orb is inlaid where it connects with the spear shaft. It complements the moonlight today, making the spear look even more mysterious and gorgeous.

"Oh oh, this is the smile that only appears when seeing a treasure, and even Li raised his eyebrows, unable to hide his surprise.

He had never seen any treasure similar to this spear in his royal treasure.

If Miyu was present, she would definitely be confused - after all, her brother Sakutsuki had never taken out this spear.

"Don't stare in amazement, two kings. Learn this and stay calm." After making a joke, Shuoyue gripped the gun handle in reverse and inserted the spear upside down into the ground.

The next moment, magic power surged, and a new landscape spread out with the spear as the center, covering the entire castle courtyard in an instant.

The young man with white hair and golden eyes sat there, speaking lazily and calmly:

"Bring the plate!"

Then, knives, forks, plates and cups sparkling with pure silver light quietly appeared in the air.

"Bring the table!"

So a white satin tablecloth covered the round low table made of black walnut, and a linen napkin in the shape of a Dutch bonnet embroidered with an unknown coat of arms fell on it.

"Bring the throne!"

Then the platinum-colored kings descended with a bang, and star-like spirits floated outside the painted windows, as if they were sitting in the world, high in the center of the universe.

Of course, Sakutsuki did not forget Waver and Irisviel. They were sitting behind their respective servants, staring in amazement at the world that had changed.

The young man who created all this grand scene retracted his spear and nodded to the three kings who could not hide their shock.

"Everyone, the table is already full... the vessel of the king, please, enjoy."

"Although I can't wait..." Iskandar picked up the knife and fork with his big hands and knocked them on the dishes, making a crisp sound, "But where is the wine? Where is the food? Where is the meatball risotto with fish sauce and wine?"

"Since the King of Heroes is here, I won't make a fool of myself." Shuoyue directly passed the blame to the other king. Instead of getting angry, Gilgamesh smiled with pride.

"A cook is indeed a cook. Your eyes that can see through meanness are your only advantage."

The golden ripples spread out. Waver and Irisviel saw this scene and knew that it was the precursor to the creation of countless treasures. They suddenly felt cold all over and stood up.

But tonight, what was summoned from his side was not a weapon or something like that, but a heavy golden wine bottle filled with transparent colorless wine, just like the nectar on the ears of grass in the early morning.

"Watch carefully, and remember, this is called the 'Wine of Kings', you bastards."

"That's great." He didn't take the humiliation seriously at all and happily poured the new wine into the glass.

The rich aroma of wine immediately lingered among the kings. Irisviel was stunned at first, then looked at Weber with some dissatisfaction. Weber, who was not very drunk, desperately fanned himself with his palms, fearing that he would fall down without even taking a sip and be laughed at again.

While Iskandar was pouring the wine, Gilgamesh took advantage of the situation and said to Shuoyue proudly, "Cook, your performance was outstanding. I am very pleased. As a reward, you can choose any treasure from my treasury as a reward for your hard work."

"Ohhh, can I pick one?"

"Shut up, you didn't bring anything except a bucket of stinking swill, you bastard!"

Gilgamesh's request was ruthlessly rejected. He narrowed his eyes and continued to stare at the silent new moon.

"So, what would you choose, Cook?"

Hearing this, Shuoyue finally concealed the look of reminiscence in his eyes and raised his head:

"Are you testing my wisdom? Are you going to challenge me in knowledge?" Although he said so, Shuoyue gave the answer next:

"Then give me a golden apple."

"Cook... you seem to have already possessed this treasure? Are you teasing me?" Gilgamesh narrowed his snake eyes in displeasure.

"Already have it?" Shuoyue was startled, then chuckled, "Then you have nothing to give me, Hero King."

This is the truth.

The kings present were all men of great experience, so they could naturally see that what Shuoyue said was true.

He really did not care for the treasures in the King's Treasury.

But why did he ask the Hero King for the golden apple that he already had?

But Gilgamesh did not get angry. At this moment, a certain intuition in his heart reminded him that there was something special about this young man - a specialness that was worth making an exception for.