Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

Eh? "

Illya was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, a cold and biting breath surged under her.

It was a breath she was very familiar with, which Kiritsugu called "magic power", but even she had never seen such a huge surge of magic power.

"Watch carefully, Illya." The gentle young man who was extremely kind to her narrowed his golden eyes, and a mighty magical power surged out, transforming into a gorgeous magic circle that enveloped the entire forest.

“That’s one of the magic tricks I have.”

The wind stopped.

The snow no longer falls.

The sky turned milky white.

The sun shines down from the clear sky.

"Wow..." Illya exclaimed in disbelief as she looked at the brand new clear sky.

In her innocent mind, there was only one thought.

In this way, I can look for walnut sprouts in the forest with Kiritsugu every day!

According to a later report from the German Meteorological Office, the heavy snow that was supposed to continue until the next day within a ten-mile radius centered on a certain point in the Alps suddenly returned to clear weather. In contrast, heavy snow suddenly fell in the small town of Lauterbrunnen, a few kilometers away.

It was as if the gods stretched out their invisible hands and replaced the weather in the two places.

Later, this report was collected by the Magician Association, the Clock Tower's Seal Designation Bureau, and with the help of the Holy Church, the abnormal weather did not cause a huge disturbance in the world.

Of course, these are things for later.

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Chapter 10: The Awakened Magician Killer

A man saves lives equally, and he kills people equally.

But when he found out, it was too late.

Valuing all life equally also means not loving anyone.

If he had remembered this iron rule earlier, perhaps there would be a way to achieve redemption.

If he had frozen his young heart earlier, let it necrotize, and turned himself into a bloodless and tearless measuring machine, perhaps he could have spent his whole life coldly selecting the living and the dead without worrying about it.

But that man was not that kind of person.

The abnormal weather changes that occurred in the sky above Einzbern were like a strong invitation, welcoming the "evil guest" Shuoyue into the thousand-year-old winter city.

Surrounded by countless similar-looking androids holding weapons, Shuoyue was led to the chapel of Einzbern City - the most magnificent and darkest place in this ancient city frozen by wind and snow.

It is certainly not a place to praise God's grace and soothe the soul. In the magician's castle, the so-called prayer place is the place where magic rituals are performed.

Therefore, the stained glass windows that Shuoyue saw along the way did not depict portraits of saints, but the long history of the Einzbern family's pursuit of the Holy Grail.

Even among the original three, Einzbern spent the longest time on the Holy Grail.

However, until now, some of the magicians who had gathered together to pursue the third law have left the castle, and some have committed suicide. In the end, the only things left in this icy and snowy place are the artificial humans created by the magicians.

These androids, due to their pure mechanical nature, inherited the philosophy of the magicians who created them, "Recreating the Third Magic", and continued to operate the Einzbern Workshop. From then on, all androids made by Einzbern were based on Justissa, with silver hair and red eyes.

Two hundred years ago, the androids finally gave up their independent exploration and began to cooperate with external families such as the Toosaka and Makiri (Matou).

However, in the subsequent Holy Grail Wars, the Einzbern family never won because their Masters were slightly inferior in combat power. As a result, nine years ago, they were forced to recruit brave and skilled magicians from outside.

Speaking of which, Kiritsugu PaPa is the trump card that the Einzbern family, who have always been proud of their pure bloodline, have prepared to change their beliefs for the second time.

Shuoyue was walking in the corridor and her eyes accidentally stopped on a relatively new stained glass window.

The painting above shows the Einzbern family's "Winter Saint" Rizleich Justissa and two magicians who are serving her, stretching their hands toward a cup in the sky. If you look carefully at the composition and balance of this painting, you can clearly see how much the Einzbern family looked down on the Tohsaka family and the Makiri family two hundred years ago, and how ashamed the Einzbern family is now that they have to rely on their assistance.

The young man with white hair and golden eyes walked in the passage, which was too out of tune with the solemn atmosphere here, as if one of the two sides was destined to announce the end of destruction because of the other.

The old magician who ruled this winter city was already standing in front of the altar, waiting for his arrival.

The old man's name was Jobstadt von Einzbern. He had been called "Ahad" since he inherited the position of the eighth generation head of the family. He had extended his life several times and lived for nearly two centuries. He still ruled the Einzbern family after the Holy Grail "quest" turned into the Holy Grail "war".

Facing the ruler of this castle, Shuoyue just glanced at him casually, and his eyes stayed on the man and woman beside him and never left.

The man was dressed in a coat, with neat black hair, and his figure was still as tall and thin as Emiya remembered, his eyes were dull, but if you looked closely you could see the burning flame of obsession.

The woman was wearing a platinum coat, her silver hair fell softly, and her ruby-like eyes were warm. She looked like a snow princess from a fairy tale, just as beautiful as Shuoyue saw through the screen.

Kiritsugu Emiya, Irisviel, the Master and his partner of the Einzbern family participating in the Holy Grail War this time.

At the same time, they are also...

"Well, you who invaded the Einzbern territory and performed great magic in our Winter City, magus, since you did not harm Illyasviel von Einzbern, I will allow you to tell me your intentions."

The old magician's arrogant words made Shuoyue focus on him again.

Old man Yahad stroked his long white beard that reminded people of a frozen waterfall. His strong eyes, which showed no sign of aging at all, shot straight at the new moon from his sunken eye sockets. There was an invisible pressure of almost paranoia about him that made people feel disgusted.

And Shuoyue's feeling of disgust was also firmly conveyed to Yahad's mind.

"Airy." Almost at this moment, Kiritsugu Emiya's eyes changed slightly, and he calmly pulled his wife over and protected her behind him.

Only those who have experienced mountains of corpses and seas of blood, or the ravages of time, can feel the invisible change in the atmosphere. The young man with white hair and golden eyes just standing there made Kiritsugu and Ahadon feel like they were about to be crushed. Even the old magus's whole body could not stop shaking.

It's not that Shuoyue shows his rudeness and violence, but once exposed to his cold golden eyes, one will realize how fragile and powerless one is.

In front of Shuoyue, who is not a Heroic Spirit but resembles one, any human would feel that their life is as powerless as a moth.

"Then allow me to make a request, Einzbern." The young man stood at the door, with a blue light condensing in his palm. "I came here to ask for your Einzbern puppet technology, the data of the Lesser Holy Grail, the holy relic of this Holy Grail War, and a cute little loli..."

After a pause, under Ahadeon's incredulous gaze, Shuoyue made his final request:

"And the third law."

"Kill him!" As if his reverse scale was touched, the white-haired old man gave the order without hesitation. He knocked the ground heavily with his cane, and endless magic circles rose from the ground, surrounding the entire chapel.

As the door opened, countless androids armed with axes and guns rushed in and rushed towards the lonely Shuoyue.

"Let's go, this man is dangerous!" As the "magician killer" that Einzbern was willing to lower himself to welcome into the castle, Kiritsugu Emiya chose to retreat first when faced with his specialty. He grabbed his wife's hand and retreated to the door.

“But, Kiritsugu, I can fight too…” Irisviel hesitated briefly, not wanting to let her husband face danger alone.

But this hesitation made her lose her last chance.

! (Projection starts)"

Swords, guns, swords and halberds, axes and axes, hooks and forks.

When the blade flew towards her, Irisviel only had time to push her husband away before she was swallowed by the ruthless blade.

"Airy!" Emiya Kiritsugu's pupils constricted.

There was no blood, no shouting, but countless sword blades with a cold iron glow were stuck in the ground like a small grave.

A piece of white cloth was lifted up by the air wave and disappeared into the dark chapel like melting snowflakes.

His heart was twitching and the familiar taste of rust was lingering in his mouth. Emiya Kiritsugu had a blank look in his eyes as he pulled out two submachine guns from inside his clothes.

, inherent time control, three times the speed)! "

The cloak of "good husband" was torn off.

Seven years later, the former magician killer once again found his target and began hunting!

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Chapter 11 The Fall of Einzbern

The happy smiles of others satisfy his heart; the sounds of others crying shock his spirit.

He was enraged by the desperate resentment of others, and he could not help but wipe away the lonely tears of others. While pursuing an ideal that transcended human norms, he was too much like an ordinary person.

This contradiction has tormented men countless times.

Sometimes it's friendship, sometimes it's love.

Even when the life he deeply loved was placed on the scales with the lives of countless strangers, he never showed any bias.

Even if he falls in love with someone, he will still treat that person's life equally with the lives of others, cherish it equally, and abandon it equally.

He always meets the people he cherishes again and again, but loses them again and again.

! ”

He picked up the black and white swords, his golden eyes shone brightly, and he hand-painted the Yin-Yang Tai Chi, which deflected the attacks from all directions.

As he took a wrong step, a halberd was projected out from his side, sweeping away several androids on his left, and then they were smashed to pieces by more weapons.

"Replacement magic... ugh!" The diamond-shaped magic circle was just formed when it was destroyed by the vast impact of magical power. Ahadion sat high above the auditorium with a terrifyingly gloomy expression.

At the same time, a fragmentation grenade fell and landed under Shuoyue's feet.

"Gan..." Shuoyue only had time to push away the surrounding androids before he was swallowed by the flames of the explosion.

"Get out of the way!" With a sharp shout, the man wrapped in a black coat swooped down like a falcon, approaching the center of the explosion, and the Calico M950 pistols in both hands spewed out hot flames.

The millimeter bullets whistled and tore through the air, bringing with them unparalleled destructive power, determined to tear apart the target's flesh and heart!

Pink flowers bloomed in the smoke and dust, and bullets hit the seven petals, creating ripples.

Although his offensive was blocked, Emiya Kiritsugu did not get discouraged. Instead, he raised his right hand and made a gesture.

Somewhere on the second floor, a blazing red light suddenly erupted.

Shuoyue subconsciously raised her eyes, and was so shocked that she almost broke her voice;

“Oh my god, RPG!”

The armor-piercing rockets broke through the sound resistance, were blocked by the hastily raised petal shield, and exploded, clearing out another nuclear flat area.

The magic barrier controlled by Ahadon exploded with a magical impact, passing through the fire world exploded by the RPG, wrapped in dazzling light and heat, and finally consumed the last magic power of the seven-layer ring of Blazing Sky.

Pink petals fell one by one, and among the falling petals, the killer in black calmly took out the weapon in his arms. The warm feel of the walnut handle made his aim more stable.

Finally, he pulled the trigger, and the hunting pistol named fired a bullet - a Springfield sniper rifle bullet that was almost impossible to defend against unless you were in an armored vehicle.

The only way to defend against such an attack is to use magic.

But this time, what Emiya Kiritsugu heard was the tearing sound of bullets breaking through flesh and blood.

Never mind, the result is the same. He thought indifferently and put away his beloved gun.

"Zheng——!"

The condensed magic power turned into a thin blade, instantly tearing the weapon in Emiya Kiritsugu's hand into pieces, and even cutting off half of the man's fingernail.

A figure walked out of the smoke. Although his left abdomen was pierced, the oppressive force brought by the young man did not diminish at all, and he even looked more ferocious because of the blood.

"It hurts so much... Kiritsugu, you are still so heartless when you do it!"

Hit it? But why is there no reaction? I clearly used...

Without any time to care about the name the young man called him, the magician killer quickly suppressed the surprise in his eyes amid the flying metal parts and blood, clenched his fists to smash the small wooden cabinet at the stairs, and took out another weapon from it.

Although Sakutsuki in his previous life knew little about firearms, Shirou Emiya in this world line perfectly inherited all of Kiritsugu Emiya's skills and recognized the true identity of this weapon at a glance.

He plucked the bowstring again, creating a magical blade, but this time, Kiritsugu Emiya's speed suddenly increased several times. After dodging the attack, he made a few leaps and disappeared in the chapel.

For him, wearing a black coat, the dark and high-eaved chapel was an ideal hiding place.

If he appears again, Shuoyue will surely be greeted with an attack as deadly as a venomous snake.

So...it's time to clean up the battlefield!

Shuoyue's face showed no emotion. He released a replacement magic with his left hand, inducing Ahadon, who was in charge of the magic workshop, to initiate a magic shock. At the same time, he opened his right hand, clenched it tightly, and called upon the weapon from the Age of Gods:

"Hell sickle, dust saw!"

Magical power flows through the body, analyzing the structure of objects in an instant, and materializing his understanding -

Even if one only captures a trace of the essence of God's creation, one will have unstoppable courage and strength!

The sky was dark, and when the people present looked up, they were shocked by the magnificent miracle:

Like the wings of the dawn spread out, burning with the flames of purification, this flaming greatsword is said to be able to purify and exorcise all matter.

As if carved from emerald and covered with pitch-black soil, it is a boneless giant sword that is said to be able to carve through thousands of ravines and mountains.

The ancient god of war wields his great sword from the sky and imposes divine judgment on those who dream of miracles!