Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

The raging wind, carrying hot sand, seemed to echo the king's call, dispelling the church's chill and rushing towards us.

The Cyprus Sword, raised high by the overlord, is gathering the thoughts of heroic spirits from beyond time and space who once shared dreams with the king.

With everyone united, gazing at the horizon obscured by a mirage, we were all eager to see beyond the boundless blue sky.

The warriors' yearning for the battlefield, transcending time and space, eroded reality, transforming the church where they prayed to the gods into a vast plain ravaged by whirlwinds.

One after another, the heroic spirits arrived at the prepared stage to confront the oldest hero king.

He faced the mighty army, which surged like a tidal wave, alone, yet showed no sign of disarray. He stood calmly and composed before the army, his golden stance resembling a solitary, proud mountain peak, exuding an aura of power only a supreme hero could possess.

His crimson eyes gazed upon the magnificent army, filled with a bloodthirsty pleasure—a feeling only a king who had experienced all the pleasures of the world could comprehend.

In fact, I am very happy.

Although he had been summoned to the other side of this time and space, he was repeatedly subjected to farces that were merely pretense of war, and he was already tired of such days. Now he had finally found someone he could regard as an "enemy."

But now, this feast that he could have devoured was missing a crucial ingredient—the core of the military force did not possess the murderous aura that heralded the decisive battle.

"What do you mean by this, Conqueror King? I am not some Bao Si from ancient China."

"Don't overthink it, Hero King. I have absolutely no interest in you. This whole setup is just an apology." Though it's called an apology, the attitude is anything but sincere. "Hero King, do you remember what you did at the Royal Banquet?"

“I see…” Gilgamesh instantly understood Iskandar’s unspoken meaning. “Are you saying that you are not at your peak today?”

"Yes, although the magical energy I receive is more abundant, my Master, whom I can entrust my back to, is not by my side. I cannot fully exert my combat power." Iskandar frankly admitted, then suddenly rubbed his hands together and revealed a sly smile.

"Speaking of declarations, we should have made a promise during our last dinner party, right?"

"Are you saying that the only solution for both of us is to fight to the death?"

"Didn't we agree to finish the rest of the wine before that?"

He urged the Hero King on, his innocent smile not at all like someone who had agreed to a life-or-death battle.

"Although the event was disrupted by some uncouth and unrefined people... there was still some wine left in that bottle, and you can't hide it from my eyes."

"As expected of the King of Conquerors, he has a keen eye on other people's possessions." He gave a wry smile, took out a complete set of wine vessels again, poured the remaining divine wine from the bottom of the bottle into two glasses, and clinked the glasses together.

“King of Babylonia, this is the last question at the banquet.”

"Yes, go ahead."

Iskandar, holding a wine glass, had a serious expression but still retained a mischievous childlike innocence in his eyes. He asked, "For example, if I could use your 'King's Treasure' to arm my 'King's Army,' I would surely create the strongest legion. Those so-called presidents of Western countries would be nothing compared to that."

"Well, then what?"

"I'll ask you one more time: are you willing to form an alliance with me? If the two of us join forces, even the vast sea of ​​stars cannot stop our progress!"

Upon hearing this, the Hero King laughed heartily, as if he had heard a satisfyingly sarcastic joke.

"You're quite an interesting fellow. It's been a long time since I've been amused so by the idiot's silly remarks. Unfortunately, my friend, from ancient times to the present and from now on, has only been one person—and there's no need for two kings in this world."

At this point, Gilgamesh suddenly narrowed his eyes and said with great interest, "Moreover, you don't seem to worry about your Master at all? Is it because you have something to rely on? Or are you just adorably naive?"

Judging by the time, that kid must have drowned in despair by now, right?

But despite Gilgamesh's subtle hints, Iskandar showed little worry. Instead, he downed the wine in his cup and revealed a smile of utter trust.

"I believe in Waver Velvet, and I believe my Master has the wisdom and strength to escape danger."

Recalling that mediocre Master who still strived for the future, the king who once conquered the world was filled with an indescribable sense of pride.

"Just like believing in myself."

Chapter 173 The Battle Between the Magician Assassin and the Proxy (Part 1)

He restores my soul and guides me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me.

Familiar hymns flowed through her mind, because Kirei's increasingly excited heart needed a medium to soothe itself.

The gunpowder-propelled bullet whizzed through the dark corridor, and the chilling air it stirred began to dance and swirl around the corridor, assaulting his cheeks.

But Kirei didn't care. He crossed his arms and used the six enlarged black keys as a shield to block the first probing bullet, and the surging blood in his heart burned even hotter.

This was the first time that a man named Kirei Kotomine had felt a blessing from the depths of his being; God, who had never favored him in his life, had finally given him a revelation.

Standing before him were his reasons, the meaning of his life, his angels and his demons.

The seven Masters and seven Servants are merely "circumstances." For Kirei Kotomine, Fuyuki's battlefield is—

It exists to eliminate the enemy that is currently blocking its way.

The arduous search of the first half of his life was transformed into hymns praising God, while the second half, which would surely be filled with joy and pleasure, became the motivation for Kili to take up the sword.

Your rod and your staff, they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life.

The angel statues located on both sides of the corridor became signposts guiding the fallen believer to purgatory, urging him to charge towards the figure in black ahead.

The tactical analysis of Kirei Kotomine comes from Irisviel and Maiya Hisau, who have fought against him before, as well as snippets of information revealed by Sakuzuki.

Use the black key to project at long distances. The time required for one projection, including preparation, is less than 0.3 seconds. The speed of continuous projection is set at four black keys within 0.7 seconds. Even if the target is not visible to the naked eye, it does not affect the attack power. The power of the half-spirit's sword is enough to pierce steel bones.

If you're not caught in an illusion, the hit rate is 100%.

He uses Bajiquan in close combat. The details are unknown, but his skill has reached a state of perfection. If we make a horizontal comparison based on the clash between Sakumoku and Kirei Kotomine in the Einzbern Forest and Sakumoku's subsequent achievements, then his power has risen to the level of a Servant, making him extremely dangerous.

The robes covering the entire body were bulletproof and further protected by magical spells. They could not be penetrated by 9mm military bullets, nor could they be suppressed by impact.

Other results of prior intelligence activities—according to Tokiomi Tohsaka's report on his magical training, Kirei Kotomine's proficiency in magic is at the level of nearing completion of his practical training, with his only notable achievement being spiritual healing. Kiritsugu speculates that the only means he can utilize in magical combat is to enhance his physical abilities to strengthen his existing combat skills.

Finally, there is strategic forecasting.

Analyzing from outside the third wall, because of the interference of the new moon, Kiritsugu Emiya did not obtain the crucial Noble Phantasm "The Isolated Paradise". The combat environment was also a corridor that was extremely unfavorable to assassins. Once Kirei Kotomine got close, in such a confined space, Kiritsugu Emiya would only face an indisputable death.

But it was also through the flapping wings of the new moon that Kiritsugu Emiya traveled to the Middle East and obtained a tool combining necromancy and firearms warfare from the bounty hunter Kairi Shishikatsu. The special bullet containing more than two sections of magic was just one of the bargaining chips Kiritsugu obtained.

As he silently felt the cold object inside his trench coat, Kiritsugu Emiya's pupils flickered.

Aside from that, he only used the "secret technique" once, when dealing with Ser El-Melloi. At that time, the barrier around Einzbern Castle was quite strong, capable of preventing infiltration. In addition, Kirei himself was also caught up in the battle with Maiya and Irisviel at the time and could not extricate himself. In conclusion, it can be determined that Kirei had no prior knowledge of Time Control and Origin Bullet, nor did he prepare any countermeasures.

—The above is the information that Kiritsugu Emiya can refer to when facing the final battle.

The initial attack was a clash of black keys against bullets, with Kirei clearly at a disadvantage. However, if Kirei possessed some kind of magic that could overcome the difference in weapon superiority, he wouldn't hesitate to attack Kiritsugu's gun and would directly take action to close the distance between them.

Before that, Kiritsugu Emiya, who spotted his opponent faster, struck first, tapping the Calico he was holding in his left hand, and firing a bullet from the magazine.

Facing such a powerful opponent, any act of wasting bullets only reduces the chances of victory.

As expected, the Executor raised the six black keys high like wings and charged straight at Kiritsugu from the front. Ordinary bullets were easily blocked in front of the fan-shaped black keys. At the same time, the distance between the two was instantly halved by Kirei Kotomine.

If things had gone any further, Kiritsugu would have suffered the merciless beatings of his proxies.

Opposite Kirei, Kiritsugu, dressed in black, raised his right hand, and his beloved gun (the rival) spewed out flames.

Faced with repeated attacks, Kirei crossed the six black keys in front of his chest, completely blocking the powerful destructive force of the bullets, and charged forward headlong.

Kirei crossed the six massive swords in front of his chest, spreading them out in a fan shape to completely block the powerful destructive force of the bullets.

The bullets ricocheted, scattering intense sparks, and then the black keys, unable to withstand the infusion of too much magic, shattered completely.

While the technique of parrying bullets with a sword was beautiful, it became the decisive factor in his defeat. It was surprising that Kirei, who didn't even have a magic crest, would resort to such an unimaginable and brute-force move, but this move would turn into an even more deadly backlash, ultimately destroying Kirei's magic circuits, because that was the Mage Killer's trump card, the Origin Bullet—which should have been the case.

Therefore, when Kiritsugu saw the figure in the black robe continue to rush towards him from the six broken fragments of the black key, he was taken aback. Before he could even wonder, his spine reflexes had already activated the spell.

(Inherent time control, double speed!)

At the last second, the figure in black leaped backward, Kirei's flying right foot whizzing past Kiritsugu's nose, followed by a left foot that also failed to break Kiritsugu's neck. Kirei's triumphant series of kicks missed entirely because he was misled by Kiritsugu's accelerated movement and misjudged the attack distance.

After a brief moment of surprise, Kiritsugu looked at the second Command Seal that had disappeared from the priest's hand and instantly came to a conclusion.

—It's because of the Command Seals.

Kirei Kotomine wasn't a proper magician; his magic circuits weren't even fully developed. In an attempt to deliver a surprise, fatal blow, he misappropriated his Command Seals, which he considered his Master's, as a source of magical energy. However, the fact that Command Seals are disposable saved Kirei's life. By the time the magic formula activated and the Origin Bullet came into contact with the magical energy, the Command Seals that had been the source of his magical energy had already vanished from Kirei's wrist.

Kirei probably never expected that the special magic he obtained would unintentionally break Kiritsugu's trump card. Although their original plan to take down the enemy in the first move was completely disrupted, Kiritsugu, who was already close to him, was obviously at a greater disadvantage. However, he didn't need to find another way this time, because Kirei Kotomine had already used the secret technique of Bajiquan, "Living Step", to instantly cross a distance of five meters and crash into Kiritsugu's arms!

(Inherent time control, double speed!)

The force of the punch tore open Kiritsugu Emiya's skin, leaving a bloody gash. The assassin, who had dodged the priest's attack by tilting his head, aimed his Calico at Kirei's chest and pulled the trigger before the next strike!

"It's no use!" Kirei spoke, fueled by the burning passion in his heart. His free left hand flashed across three black keys, and he activated a magic technique he had prepared in advance, which transformed into a barrier to block the bullets.

They're just ordinary bullets!

When a thought of contempt crossed his mind, the tearing pain in his abdomen overwhelmed Kirei.

Chapter 174 The Battle Between the Magician Assassin and the Proxy (Part Two)

This is not the final battleground of the Fuyuki City Hall, nor is this the original timeline.

Before the Holy Grail War, Kirei Kotomine had been diligently practicing magic, except for catching a petty thief who stole materials with his teacher, until the war began.

However, Kiritsugu Emiya is different from Kirei Kotomine. Because of his connection with Shirou Emiya, he was hit hard by the big moth, Sakumochi, and the butterfly effect completely took hold of him.

Rather than being forced into a state of intense competition and needing to further upgrade his equipment, the most significant impact on Kiritsugu Emiya was undoubtedly his assessment of the combat strength of future enemies.

As someone who had long roamed the shadows of society and murdered numerous magicians, Kiritsugu Emiya had never imagined that anyone could create two massive swords that could overwhelm the world, or even summon a Reality Marble that was practically a forbidden spell, and single-handedly overpower an entire family in the enemy's magic workshop. Thanks to this incident, Kiritsugu Emiya was under immense pressure for a time, believing that all his opponents in the Holy Grail War were freaks like Sakumoku.

Conversely, it was precisely because of the brilliant prelude to the new moon that Kiritsugu Emiya became accustomed to everything that would and might happen in the Holy Grail War.

Therefore, when faced with Kirei Kotomine's lightning-fast attack, Kiritsugu Emiya seized a moment from his enemy, used his Time Control to avoid injury, dodged the punch, and launched a counterattack with his gun!

When Kirei Kotomine hissed "Useless" and took out a black key to block him, Kiritsugu Emiya admitted that the Proxy's reaction speed far exceeded his own, but he remained unmoved.

Because of the new moon's warning, he had ample time to prepare for the battle. What Kirei Kotomine didn't know was that in Kalico's magazine, apart from the first bullet which was ordinary ammunition, the rest of the ammunition were specially made necromancy bullets!

The black keys, simply infused with magic, were breached in an instant. Even the robes protected by sorcery couldn't withstand magic with two or more sections applied. In the scattered sparks, magic clashed with magic, science clashed with science, and finally, a bullet with kinetic energy reaching a thousand pounds broke through the last line of defense, tearing apart the Executor's steel-forged muscles.

Despite suffering such excruciating pain, Kirei Komine did not follow his instincts to run away. Instead, he incorporated Kiritsugu's movements at double speed into his calculations, arriving at an answer before his thoughts were disturbed by the pain, and continued to throw punches!

The second punch also missed. In the blink of an eye, the black-clad assassin appeared beyond the maximum reach of Kirei's arm, his left hand still gripping the trigger, continuously firing cursed bullets at the priest.

(Inherent time control, three times the speed).

If this continues, even a monster-like agent will have its abdomen completely pierced and lose its ability to fight due to excessive blood loss, right?

Kirei Kotomine's expression hardened, and he ignited the third Command Seal.

The body enhancement magic taught by Tokiomi was activated—the magical energy surged within his body, accelerating nerve reflexes and increasing the instantaneous explosive power of his right biceps, brachioradialis, and pronator teres muscles. Kirei Kotomine used footwork to dodge the bullets' pursuit, his forearm, transformed into a weapon, drew a spiral, emitting a sound of wind breaking, its force so strong it almost stirred up a whirlwind, relentlessly pursuing the enemy ahead.

Just as Kiritsugu Emiya dared not take a step forward, Kirei Kotomine was equally unable to retreat; his victory lay solely in the skill he had honed through his own training.

But instead of bullets and gun barrels, he was greeted by an object resembling a heart, which Kiritsugu Emiya took out from his coat. As the man in black pulled the pull ring that resembled muscle fibers, he threw it near Kirei's location.