A person is in Type-Moon, goes out, and then picks up an Outer God girl?

"Master, please allow me to destroy this monster! This is an inhuman being that cannot be tolerated by restraint!"

Okita Souji's words made Duanmu Ye's mouth corners gradually rise. He originally thought that the re-summoned demon god Okita Souji would not remember the memories of the ordinary Souji, especially the memory of being killed on the spot without any suspense. It should not be carried by a Souji variant like Okita Souji Alter.

But it seems... she was also assigned a mission like Sakamoto Ryoma. If it weren't for the restrictions imposed by Fujimiya Kujuku, I'm afraid that the sword strike just now would not only have hit Oda Nobunaga, but also him...

At this moment, Fujimiya Kyuju walked out from the gradually dissipating dust, holding Akasei Souji, who was only breathing his last breath, and came to Okita Souji without saying a word. She stared at the broken body of Akasei Souji in her arms. It seemed that as long as she let go of her hands and stopped using the magic of controlling time, his life would come to an abrupt end.

"You want me to save him?"

Duanmu Ye chuckled and spoke, but Fujimiya Jiujiu just bit his lower lip with his teeth and did not respond immediately.

"You damned intruder! Do not attempt to deceive my Master with sweet words! The source of the singularity has not been eliminated. Your presence will bring untold disasters!"

Okita Souji's remarks clearly made Miyamoto Musashi, who was watching the show not far away, look enlightened. But she soon became puzzled. It was obvious that the source of the singularity she sensed was Oda Nobunaga, and even at this moment there was no change. Why did Okita Souji think that it was the Rider named Sakamoto Ryoma who caused the singularity of this world?

Although he didn't quite understand the reason, Miyamoto Musashi knew that the other party had the same source of power as himself. However, because she had a girl named Fujimiya Kyuju to provide her with magic power, her power was not as pure as hers.

However, Miyamoto Musashi soon noticed one thing, that is, after losing Oda Nobunaga, Asama should have some emotions of a loser, but what he got was a picture standing alone in the distance, as if recording the instructions or communicating something.

A bad premonition crept up from Miyamoto Musashi's heart, and at this moment, Fujimiya Kyuju responded after a brief silence...

"Can you...save him?"

"Master!"

Fujimiya Kyuju's response made Okita Souji, who was born to face a decisive battle, show some resistance. However, Fujimiya Kyuju ignored Okita Souji's call, walked towards Duanmu Ye alone, then knelt in front of him and closed his eyes in despair.

"I want... him to return alive..."

"Can you do anything for me for this?"

Duanmu Ye spoke with a smile, and that smile seemed to have some other meaning, but in Okita Souji's eyes it was an extremely ugly and dirty picture.

I can't agree to him. If I agree, I will fall into an abyss from which there is no escape!

However, even though she kept repeating these words in her mind, the scene in front of Okita Souji forced her to stop the voice in her heart.

"Yes, I'm willing to do anything..."

Fujimiya Kujuku had no choice. She knew that there was only one person here who could save herself and Akasei Zoujo, and that was the Caster in front of her who had already saved her and even "resurrected" her to some extent.

If it was someone else lying in her arms at this moment, she wouldn't have to do this, but Akasei Zoujou was a descendant of the Fujimiya family. Although he had probably become an ordinary person, only one step away from being an ordinary person, he was far away from the magic side.

But no matter what, he is his descendant and a symbol of the continued inheritance of the Fujimiya family.

Looking at Fujimiya Jiujiu in front of him, Duanmu Ye lifted her chin with his hand so that her line of sight was level with his. He then took out another piece of flesh and blood wrapped around the Holy Grail fragment, and put the Holy Grail fragment into his arms in front of their eyes.

"In that case, let him eat this."

It was a mass of flesh that seemed to have countless small insects wriggling in it. Fujimiya Jiujiu knew at a glance that this was the "magic pill" that could restore his body to its original state.

But when she looked at this "magic pill" so clearly, she felt a little hesitant.

Duanmu Ye seemed to have had this idea in mind. As he took it out and placed it in front of her, he couldn't help but open his mouth to remind her.

"If you don't accept it quickly, your only chance might slip away before your eyes, okay?"

After these words were spoken, Fujimiya Jiujiu finally showed some reaction, but it was because of her hesitation before that the flesh ball held by Duanmu Ye exploded in front of her when she reached out to touch it.

The gunshot came from behind after the meatball exploded. Fujimiya Kyuju, who was standing there in a daze, looked despair. At this moment, Duanmu Ye, like Okita Souji, met the eyes of the tall figure standing beside Asama Kaname in the distance.

"The Heavenly Demon has arrived, destroying the Six Heavens. The road ahead of me is an endless scorched earth where all gods and Buddhas have perished. The Sixth Heavenly Demon King has arrived in person, so why don't you kneel down and bow your head?!"

Biwa, Flame, and Sun: Chapter 43: One World, Two Oda Nobunagas

The flames had become more ferocious and stronger at some unknown time, standing like a cage in the distance, turning this area into a special "domain".

At this moment, the flame that isolated the outside world was more like the complete form of the realm of "Mura, the Sixth Heavenly Demon King". The magical reaction was completely different from what it was just now. Even Miyamoto Musashi couldn't help but swear, complaining that this flame had such a function, why didn't he feel anything just now.

It would be difficult for a Heroic Spirit with high divinity to maintain its existence in this space, but for a Heroic Spirit without divinity, the special domain that was just a little hot had just retracted its fangs, only to completely expose its true nature at this moment.

"The Sixth Heavenly Demon King? Who did I just kill?!"

Souji Okita was stunned, looking at the face that kept flashing back and forth between shadow and light under the light of the fire. Oda Nobunaga's familiar yet unfamiliar smile made Souji Okita feel a little confused.

But when she looked back again, wanting to confirm whether it was Duanmu Ye who was behind this, she found that Duanmu Ye had already taken several steps back. He even got a few wooden chairs and tables from somewhere and sat down not far away to do his own thing.

As if noticing his gaze, Duanmu Ye's mouth corners rose slightly and he cast a kind look at him.

"Let her talk to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, people gradually took their seats at the square table that seemed to have a special meaning. The most conspicuous one among them was Fujimiya Jiujiu, who was sitting next to Duanmu Ye with a dazed look in his eyes.

Such a scene made Okita Souji's expression freeze slightly, and a little anger began to spread from the bottom of her heart, but she did not show it.

Even though, strictly speaking, she is the guardian of the power of suppression, she shouldn't have to worry too much. She is a special Servant who only acts to win and exists only to kill.

However, based on the rules set by the Holy Grail War and the absolute loyalty to obey orders engraved deep within her spiritual base, she has an undeniable respect and respect for the person who was not summoned entirely by the power of restraint, but instead responded to Fujimiya Kyuju's "revenge".

If there had not been the obstacle of Fujimiya Kyujuku, the sword that had just killed "Oda Nobunaga" would have inevitably taken that man with it, making him a complete dead soul under his sword.

Although her freedom was restricted by the contract, she still didn't think that Fujimiya Kyuju, who had such a "desire", would choose to go along with an inhuman creature like him. He was an evil god from outer space, a monster from outer space, and an existence that needed to be eradicated at all costs!

At this moment, Okita Souji did not forget to use her telepathic ability to persuade Fujimiya Kujuku in her heart. Even though she couldn't understand why Fujimiya Kujuku, who should have been hostile to that guy, chose to get close to him contrary to his usual behavior, she still insisted on her own ideas and wanted to try to persuade Fujimiya Kujuku to make a more correct choice.

However, even after hearing all this, Fujimiya Jiujiu, who was sitting at the table, still did not react at all, like a puppet. After Duanmu Ye finished speaking, he turned his head stiffly and muttered.

"The target of revenge is that Archer, not him..."

"what!"

Okita Souji couldn't believe her ears, but she quickly understood why such a misunderstanding happened.

Her eyes were given the ability to see through all filth by the power of suppression. Even when she responded to Fujimiya Kujuku's call and came here, she came here entirely to clear out this inhuman thing that should not exist in this world.

She could not deny that Oda Nobunaga was indeed the culprit who caused the world to be distorted into a singularity. Oda Nobunaga, who should not have existed in this way, had realized his own existence in some impossible way.

Of course she knew that Oda Nobunaga was a great enemy of hers, and that was why she had used her Noble Phantasm to kill him without leaving any room for maneuver. However, her real opponent was not Oda Nobunaga, but this descender from outside the earth.

Feeling the burning gaze from Okita Souji, Duanmu Ye, who was sitting on the chair painted by Van Gogh, showed an intriguing smile in her direction.

Duanmu Ye, who personally controlled the arrival of Okita Souji Alter, naturally knew that if she was summoned, she would most likely list herself as the first target of attack.

Therefore, he needed to rely on locals like Fujimiya Kujuku to restrict the freedom of Okita Souji, who was the guardian of the restraining force.

However, the arrival of Demon King Nobunaga surprised Duanmu Ye a little. After all, just now, he really intended to use that mass of flesh and blood as bait to drive Fujimiya Jiujiu, so that she would order Okita Souji to commit suicide with her subjective consciousness.

But before he could fully express this thought, he was interrupted by the Demon King Nobunaga, who should have been destroyed but appeared from the opposite place. This thought was pushed to the point of having Oda Nobunaga commit suicide after he had dealt with her.

Although he did not fully understand the rules of inhibition, Duanmu Ye knew that things done with subjective consciousness could not be compared with things done after being controlled by others.

Maybe when he uses Fujimiya Kujuku to force Okita Souji to give orders, she will, with the help of restraint, shout about loyalty, courage, and other nonsense, get out of control, and then trade with him at his limit.

To be on the safe side, Duanmu Ye chose to let Fujimiya Kyuju decide for himself whether to make him his enemy or to drive Okita Souji to deal with Oda Nobunaga, who could be said to be a completely identical enemy.

Duanmu Ye believed that Fujimiya Jiujiu was not a hot-blooded fool like Akasei Zoujou. What she carried was much heavier than it appeared on the surface. If someone did not know her, they would definitely think that Fujimiya Jiujiu was just a half-baked, third-rate magician who was slightly better than Weber Velvet.

But Duanmu Ye knew clearly that beneath that important identity, she was just a girl carrying the extremely simple wish of "keeping the Fujimiya family going".

Since life needs to continue, we cannot die easily, and we cannot watch people related to us, or even blood relatives, die in front of us.

Chicheng Zouzhang can still be saved. As long as Duanmuye is willing, even if Chicheng Zouzhang is really dead, Duanmuye can "resurrect" him on the spot. Not to mention that Chicheng Zouzhang is still alive under the protection of Fujimiya Jiujiu at this moment. The magic bullet fragments shot at him did not spread further because of Fujimiya Jiujiu's magic.

Such communication only took place in less than a few breaths. Of course, the Demon King Nobunaga was not in a hurry to look at the dispute in front of him. His eyes were fixed on Okita Souji, who was also a demon servant. She could feel the taste of the entanglement of fate in her.

It was a taste that could not be separated unless death happened. The Demon King Nobunaga enjoyed this taste very much because just now, he killed "her" who was summoned in this time and space.

"Why, do you still need time to chat? I don't mind giving you some more time to leave your last words, so that you can die clearly in my hands."

Oda Nobunaga's words made Duanmu Ye want to laugh out loud, but he was a professional and finally he forced himself to hold back his laughter and did not laugh out loud.

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Same, there should be another chapter around twelve o'clock. Diarrhea is really uncomfortable and I can't concentrate...

At this moment, at the will of Fujimiya Kyuju, Okita Souji pointed the Purgatory Sword at Oda Nobunaga's face, and there was also some anger in his face.

She placed the blame for all of this on Oda Nobunaga. If she hadn't hurt Fujimiya Kujuku and Akamai Zoujo back then, if that inhuman monster hadn't saved her Master afterwards...

Now she would not turn the task that should have been her top priority into one that was restricted in every way. In her opinion, the man must have wanted to let her and the variant of Oda Nobunaga fight to the point of mutual destruction, and then reap the benefits.

However, even knowing this, she had no way to change it. Fujimiya Kujuku's idea was so unwavering that Okita Souji thought that if he continued to be so resolute, she would probably use the three-stroke command seal that was given to her by the "Suppressive Power" without hesitation.

Pointing the Purgatory Sword in his hand at Oda Nobunaga not far away, a look of determination appeared on Okita Souji's face.

"You should have been exiled, how could you return from that empty land?"

"return?"

When it was finally his turn, Oda Nobunaga looked on with disdain, sneered, and then gave an indifferent explanation.

"I never left, so how can I come back?"

Oda Nobunaga's words made Duanmu Ye's eyes light up. The next moment he fell into thought, Van Gogh raised the painting he had just completed and put it in front of Duanmu Ye.

It was a very clear picture. Among the countless shadows of Oda Nobunaga, identical figures appeared in the karmic fire intertwined with red and black as if copied and pasted. And behind those identical figures, there was a single huge figure.

That was a portrait of the Demon King Nobunaga. The Oda Nobunagas beneath her seemed to be pseudo-heroic spirits that appeared in large numbers through some means, but such a conclusion did not seem to be sufficient to explain what the Demon King Nobunaga had just said.

"I... I wonder if there were originally two Oda Nobunaga in this world... The ones that were just destroyed should be exactly the same, and now this one appears..."

Van Gogh kept gesturing on the painting and even analyzing his own ideas to Duanmu Ye.

Compared to Fujimiya Jiujiu who had lifeless eyes, Yang Yuhuan, who was also Duanmu Ye's Servant, puffed up her cheeks with a look of indignation.

Although she didn't really care about this feeling, after all, when she was in the palace before, there were only a few maids who often accompanied her. Although she said that she was very favored by the emperor, in fact, the emperor was not with her day and night.

Logically speaking, being alone should be something she is used to.

But why...why does she care so much when she sees that Duanmu Ye doesn't have her in his eyes?

At the moment of thinking, the first round of battle on the other side also began. The sounds of gunfire and artillery fire came one after another, but they were ruthlessly cut off, destroyed, and even completely wiped out from the original path by the extremely fast sword.

The battle unfolded without interrupting Yang Yuhuan's inner thoughts. Ultimately, she didn't care about the lives of the two Japanese, Oda Nobunaga and Okita Souji. She only cared about the fact that she was sitting right here, with a beauty that could almost be called a "curse," and yet Duanmu Ye, who had been in contact with her for so long, was not affected at all...

Thinking of this, Yang Yuhuan quickly deflated her bulging cheeks, and couldn't help feeling unprecedentedly depressed that she had such thoughts.

It was obvious that before this, every person of the opposite sex who had direct contact with her would go crazy and become extremely annoying to her...but why didn't Duanmu Ye do the same?

Yang Yuhuan, who was holding up her head, was a little depressed, but a smiling face appeared in front of her.

"No, don't be scared! I just thought you looked familiar, so I wanted to get closer to take a look."

Miyamoto Musashi's words naturally reached Duanmu Ye's ears. Looking at this ruthless character who could be regarded as an "old friend" to some extent, he did not speak out to interrupt the conversation between her and Yang Yuhuan.

But Yang Yuhuan, who was being questioned, became abnormally flustered. Her heart, which was already wavering because Duanmu Ye had left her aside, became extremely flustered after being frightened by Miyamoto Musashi. Even her thinking stopped for a while.

Beads of sweat gradually appeared on Yang Yuhuan's forehead, but Miyamoto Musashi, who was squatting in front of her with an ambiguous smile on his face, obviously did not restrain himself.

In response to this, Yang Yuhuan, who was no longer able to seriously think about how to respond, looked at Fan Gogh and Duanmu Ye not far away from her, with a look that seemed to be asking for help.

At this moment, Duanmu Ye slammed the table and stood up, and the moment he looked at Miyamoto Musashi, he attracted her attention.

"You came looking for her, probably not because you recognized something, but because the battle over there wasn't attractive enough for you. So the person you really wanted to find was me, right?"

Pipa, Flame, Sun: Chapter 44: Comes with opera BGM, what kind of spiritual clothing is this?

The drunkard's intention is not to drink. After a brief thought, you will know why Miyamoto Musashi came here at this time.

Although before the plot of Miyamoto Musashi's self-sacrifice, it remains somewhat uncertain whether Yang Yuhuan and Van Gogh were implemented, and whether it was possible that they met in an activity singularity in Chaldea.

But Duanmu Ye could be sure that at this time, Miyamoto Musashi definitely did not just come here to reminisce about the past.

There is really not much to record about the battle between Oda Nobunaga and Okita Souji. It doesn't matter to Duanmu Ye which of them survives to the end or who becomes the final winner.

To quote a quote that still rings true today, Duanmu Ye's words are "It doesn't matter who you are, but it's important to me that you're not here"...

He was determined to seize the Holy Grail after all. Even if Oda Nobunaga held the complete Holy Grail, even if the real Caster behind her held the complete Holy Grail, the Holy Grail that could truly fulfill wishes would only descend after the completion of the ritual. That is, the souls of at least five Servants had returned to the Holy Grail before the ritual of the Holy Grail's descent could begin.

Therefore, in this Holy Grail War where three Servants have already withdrawn in a strict sense, even if the magic power that one actively puts into the Holy Grail is considered the magic power of the fourth Servant, one more Servant is still needed to completely initiate the ceremony of the Holy Grail's descent.

At this moment, there are two possibilities for filling the spot of the fifth person to leave: one is that Okita Souji Alter loses to Demon Lord Nobunaga, and the other is that Demon Lord Nobunaga loses to Okita Souji Alter...

But after waiting for the two rivals to finish their love-hate fight, Duanmu Ye felt that maybe she could go home and have a good sleep and wait until tomorrow to see who would get the qualification.

Therefore, instead of waiting idly, it would be better to find an interested and capable opponent on the scene who can fill the vacant fifth Servant soul after his retirement and have a fight with him...

At this point, Duanmu Ye and Miyamoto Musashi thought of the same thing...

At the moment he finished speaking, Miyamoto Musashi, with an ambiguous smile on his face, slowly changed from squatting on the ground to a posture ready to go.

Although Miyamoto Musashi was a head shorter than Duanmu Ye, just like Li Shuwen before him, there was enough distance between them, so Miyamoto Musashi did not raise his head and look up at Duanmu Ye who was also standing there.

She was almost like a sword stuck in the ground, motionless. The aura she exuded was far no less than that of Li Shuwen, and even to some extent, surpassed Li Shuwen.