Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

In the end, they did nothing but quietly watch Waver, his Master, rush towards them and land in front of them.

"Oh, and there's also Brother Shuoyue. We've come to ask you for lodging for the night!" Iskandar got straight to the point as always.

"Wait, you should know this is our position, right?" He gripped his sword, his meaning clear.

Aren't you afraid that Shuo Yueqing and I will take direct action and force you to withdraw?

In response to her was the Conqueror King's hearty laughter:

"Hahaha, don't be so stingy, King of Knights, I came with sincerity!" With that, Waver slapped his Master's shoulder, making Waver wince in pain.

Just like in the warehouse district, he chose to retreat without hesitation—in the face of the highly mobile Sakugetsu, a Master who is too fragile would be killed the moment the battle begins.

And so he brazenly brought his Master over; as a Servant, Iskandar was indeed showing great sincerity.

“Of course, I also agreed to this.” With a somewhat resentful glare at his servant, Waver rubbed his shoulder and said to Sakuya, “Although Kirei Kotomine is dead, Gilgamesh still knows the location of our base. In order to prevent ordinary people from being affected, I have already said goodbye to the old man properly. Now that there is no time to set up a base, please allow us to stay here.”

At this point, Weber couldn't help but recall his conversation with them when they arrived.

"Are you sure we want to stay at the enemy's stronghold? Even if my magic isn't enough to build a workshop, I can easily find an inn."

"Are you an idiot, kid? Why leave the stronghold personally set up by Brother Shuoyue unused and instead stay in an easily attacked inn? And yet you're still wandering around the city." He continued, "Besides, while Brother Shuoyue may be ruthless in his tactics, he's also a very courteous person. Once you gain his approval, you don't need to worry about sneak attacks, because he'll treat you generously and fight you to the bitter end."

"Is...is that so?"

After the reminiscence ended, looking at Shuoyue who was still pondering, Weber was about to continue speaking when he was interrupted in a carefree manner: "Actually, there's another reason, which is that ever since that night at the Hyatt Hotel, I've been thinking about your lavish meals, Shuoyue!"

“I wholeheartedly agree with that; it seems you truly have no hostility.”

"Don't wait until you hear those words to sheathe your sword, my king!" Shuoyue couldn't help but complain. "Even just pretending would have been better!"

"But Shuo Yueqing's cooking skills are truly excellent." Her ahoge (cowlick) twitched slightly, giving her a somewhat adorable, bewildered look. "Could it be a secret technique that can't be shared with outsiders?"

Even a serious-looking person with a cowlick like that is cute... Shuoyue covered her mouth, hiding the upturned corners of her lips, and coughed lightly:

"Alright then, you can stay overnight. But if you want to eat my homemade dinner, there's one more condition—Weber must beat me once."

"Huh? Me?" Webber pointed at himself, incredulous. "You think I can beat you?"

"Yes, choose whichever you prefer. If you can beat me, then dinner tonight will be on me. Otherwise... please go and support the convenience store at the foot of Liudong Temple and buy some instant noodles to tide you over." Shuoyue said casually, adjusting her sleeves.

This was not a whim of his. In front of Weber, who possessed the 'Insightful Eye', Shuoyue was looking forward to him finding some unknown weaknesses and taking the opportunity to make amends.

Perhaps due to being too influenced by "The Case Files of El-Melloi II", Shuoyue did not realize that Waver at this time was not the El-Melloi II many years later, and his "eye of discernment" did not yet have sufficient knowledge to support it.

Therefore, after racking his brains, Weber's final choice of competition surprised everyone:

"In that case, let's settle this with 'that'!"

Chapter 178 The Eve of the Decisive Battle

Accompanied by the bass reverberation of old video games and the distinctive electronic music of Fangbo, the march titled "Grand Strategy: German Electric Shock Operation" resounded throughout the quiet room. If it weren't for the soundproof barrier, the entire Ryudouji Temple would have been awakened by this stirring music.

"We lost." After his last forces were crushed by the NAZI army, Webber put down his Sega game controller and covered his face in a very depressed manner.

His final choice for the duel was a video game that ran counter to his magician career: Grand Strategy.

Grand Strategy is a strategy game set against the backdrop of World War II. Because I enjoyed playing this game and got Webber to play it with me, Webber gradually developed some understanding of the game as well.

I thought that Shuoyue was so good at magic that he must have been learning magic since he was a child and didn't pay any attention to modern life (for example, the suits and kimonos that were not everyday clothes). But I didn't expect that although he had never played "Grand Strategy", he had an extremely high talent for the game. He was locked in a stalemate with Webber in the second round and won by a narrow margin. In the third round, he was even more dominant, defeating Webber with his blitzkrieg and interlocking tactics. Even his off-court guidance was of no use.

"It's okay, didn't you win a round against me at the beginning?" Shuoyue hummed a song, completely destroying Weber's city. Finally satisfied after seeing the large victory screen pop up, she said, "A bet's a bet. What do you want to eat tonight?"

"I guess I just suffered because I wasn't familiar with the game in the first round? You beat me in the second round, even though I've been playing with you for a while..." Webber sighed in frustration, but still didn't forget to order food. "I want steak. Japan is such an expensive place. I'll be grateful for beef when I get back to London."

"I want meatball rice! Don't forget to add fish sauce and wine, they're the perfect accompaniment to drinks!" Iskandar raised his hand like a schoolboy, then fell into deep thought. "If we had given up the pursuit at that time and instead intercepted the reconnaissance planes, would the front line have been kept from being disrupted... Sigh, I guess I'm still not used to such high-tech reconnaissance planes."

"Don't overthink it, Conqueror King. Strategies in games are just empty talk in reality. Besides, what about drinks?" Shuoyue said ruthlessly. "There are still minors tonight. You can drink as much as you want after the final battle tomorrow."

"Hmm, I understand." Even the King of Conquerors had to bow his head before the chef who controlled the meals.

[The encyclopedia entry has been updated]

Iskandar

[Character Information]: A renowned military strategist and statesman in ancient world history. He ascended the throne at the age of 20, unified all of Greece, and then launched an eastern campaign, creating one of the largest empires in human history, profoundly influencing human history. His dream was to see the sea to its end. Because of this unwavering dream, the warriors' will remained faithfully guarding Iskandar even after their deaths.

[Hidden Information]: After that guy started shouting about Zeus's blessing, he visibly turned into a furry bear, his former cute appearance gone forever—Hephaestion, who called himself the emperor's first confidant.

Recording conditions

1. Gain the Conqueror King's approval (Completed)

2. Defeat/kill Iskandar (Completed)

3. Defeat the Noble Phantasm "King's Army" without using any special Noble Phantasms (Completed)

Defeat Iskandar in the game's "Grand Strategy" mode. (Completed)

[Condition 4 for hiding the log has been completed.]

[Reward: 'Military Strategy' Adaptability!]

Military Strategy, also known as the B-rank class skill of Iskandar the Conqueror, is not for one-on-one combat, but rather for group battles. It provides a keen sense of tactics and has additional effects on our side's use of anti-military Noble Phantasms and the opponent's ability to defend against them.

Although the reward is great, is this hidden information for real...? Shuoyue's lips twitched slightly, but recalling Alexander in his childhood form and Iskandar, who is now big and burly and whose skill 'Beautiful Boy' has disappeared, he suddenly understood the complicated feelings behind those words.

Regaining her composure, Shuoyue returned to preparing dinner, finishing in no time.

"Dinner's ready!"

As the saying goes, if you're not enthusiastic about eating, you're out of your mind. Those who had been waiting by the table were already impatient. Amidst the sound of footsteps, they sat down one after another with Webber. Hisayu Maiya helped his wife in, and finally, Miyu rushed into Sakugetsu's arms. After being secretly fed a piece of chocolate cake, she sat down with her brother, satisfied, and put her hands together.

"I'm about to start~"

On the last night before the final battle, there was no arguing, no vigilance. The participants from all three groups gathered together to enjoy the beauty of this encounter.

All of this was achieved by a young man.

"?" Noticing Iskandar's gaze, Shuoyue raised her head in confusion.

"What is it, Conqueror King?"

“Yes, there’s something I need to tell you.” Iskandar put down his cutlery, his expression turning serious.

"In tomorrow's battle, I will be the first to engage in combat—I hope to face the Hero King, who has not suffered any losses."

The atmosphere at the table was slightly tense, and everyone looked at each other with respect.

His bold choice to challenge a demigod first is precisely the source of this king's ability to win over everyone.

"Then, I wish you great success in your military campaigns."

open one's eyes.

In the darkness, his eyes were as bright as blood.

Because he lost his contract, he had to reside in a spiritual vein in order to maintain his peak condition.

"Challenging that cook Ryudouji without his Master... Hmph, testing me with such a boring trial. Fine, though it's unpleasant, I'll accept it."

No matter how annoyed he felt, he couldn't run away from a test from fate. A smile appeared on Gilgamesh's face as he considered his destiny as the King of Heroes.

"Then, wash your necks and wait, you enemies who dare to stand in my way."

Golden pupils reflected the silver moon.

The white-haired Wuming looked up at the moon, as if the bright moon itself concealed his past and his life.

"Has this moment finally come..." A murmur, like a duet, echoed in the night sky. Beside him, the Moon Spirit Spear shimmered slightly, flowing with a color that was both warm and cool.

Gently stroking the pearl at the tip of the spear, Wuming blinked, his eyes returning to their original color, and his voice regaining its cold indifference.

"Can you keep up, the chosen one... No, you must catch up."

The nameless man looked at the laughing crowd inside the window, a fleeting look in his eyes before finally fixing his gaze on Miyu.

Suddenly, a radiance from another planet, not belonging to this world, rose from his body.

"Accept my beliefs, and then, by your own will, become my servants, Miyu Edelfelt..."

The old version of Grand Strategy was a level-based system, but I've made some minor modifications here, adding a competitive gameplay element similar to Hearts of Iron.

Chapter 179 The Duel of the Two Kings

The Holy Grail War, the seventh day of the day, passed in the blink of an eye like a shooting star.

As dusk painted the sky, a golden king, his body flowing with crimson and gold, emerged from the spiritual veins and arrived unceremoniously at the foot of Mount Yuanzang.

"Fools, are you ready to welcome my arrival?!"

The confident shout didn't carry far, but for one group of people, they had been waiting there for a long time.

Amidst the thunder that seemed capable of shattering everything, azure lightning surged forth, clashing fiercely with the magnificent golden light.

The burly overlord drove the chariot, while his slender master and resolute friend sat beside him, both casting defiant glances at him.

"Very good eyes," he nodded with satisfaction. "If you wish to challenge me, you'll have to show the proper attitude."

"Yes, Hero King, I have come to challenge your lonely path of kingship. Let my army of the Conqueror King challenge your unwavering ideals." Even though it was the time of the decisive battle, the smile on his face was still calm and fearless.

Hearing this answer, he showed a satisfied expression.

"Very well, show yourself fully, Conqueror King. You are a thief worthy of my personal punishment."

All that needed to be said had been said, and the best farewell drink had been drunk yesterday. The two kings exchanged a final glance, then turned and left, never to look back.

"You two... are actually quite close, aren't you?" Weber noticed the growing rapport between them and couldn't help but ask.

"It's alright, but the fighting will start soon. He might be the last person I ever look into my eyes in this life, so of course I can't be too mean to him."

Don't say such foolish things.

Iskandar joked nonchalantly, while Weber retorted in a deep voice.

"How could you possibly be killed? I will not allow this to happen. Have you forgotten my Command Seals?"

"That's true... Ugh, I owe Shuoyue another favor. I can't help but scratch my head."

“I don’t think it’s necessary. The best reward for him would be if we fought him to the death,” Webber said with a narrowed eye.

Command Seals—something Waver should have possessed, but had lost. The first Command Seal was used to maintain the King's army, and the latter two Command Seals prevented him from being overwhelmed and killed by a group of Servant Cards. Logically speaking, Waver should no longer be able to use Command Seals.

However, for Sakumoku, who inherited the old priest's legacy, there were many Command Seals.