Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

Chapter 199 The Stolen Collection, Nightmares, and Tense Standoffs

winter city

Just as Rin and her mother were talking quietly, a commotion not far away caught their attention.

"That's Uncle Yanye..."

"Yan Ye, what happened?"

Hearing the mother and daughter's question, the man, who had his back to them, slowly turned around, his facial muscles contorted, and he forced a smile:

"No, it's nothing. It's just a friend's child who came to see me. I was a little surprised. Come on, let everyone see!"

With a forceful pull of his arm, a white-haired, golden-eyed child, whose appearance evoked pity, was timidly dragged out from behind by Yan Ye. He politely greeted Aoi and Rin, saying, "Greetings, both of you. I am sorry to meet you at this time. Please allow me to offer my condolences."

"It's alright, Tokiomi will definitely welcome a lovely child like you." Even though Aoi was in a sorrowful mood, she couldn't help but take a few more glances at the boy, admiring his stunning appearance.

As for Rin, she focused her gaze on Sakura, who was trying not to laugh, before turning back to the seemingly calm but actually turbulent 'uncle and niece' duo, her blue-green eyes revealing a hint of doubt.

I just feel like... that boy and Uncle Yanye don't seem to get along very well?

In fact, only Sakura could see that the reason why Sakugetsu was "dragged" out by Kariya was because before that, he was desperately grabbing Kariya's thigh as revenge.

As for whether it hurts or not—you can get a glimpse of it just by looking at Kariya's contorted expression.

But being malicious, she didn't tell anyone about it.

"Sorry, Aoi, something came up and I have to take this little brat with me to handle some things."

"It's alright, Yan Ye. You've helped me so much, I don't know how to repay you. Hurry up and go, and remember to take good care of this child."

"Huh? Uh, I see. Sakura, you can stay here and keep your sister company."

After giving a few instructions, Yan Ye staggered out of the cemetery, the child following silently behind, looking incredibly obedient.

The moment he stepped out of the cemetery, Yan Ye revealed his true colors, baring his teeth and trying to pinch Shuo Yue's face, but the latter nimbly dodged him.

"Hey kid, what happened to you? You scared me half to death!"

"It's a long story, so I'll leave it at that. But I've found that this body is pretty good. I have more privileges in the society of Hominidae species in the order Primates. I even get old ladies bringing me food when I walk down the street."

"Wow, as expected of the renownedly meticulous magician, you're a master of deception and trickery." Kariya clapped half-heartedly. "So, what brings you to me, the loser of the Holy Grail War? Are you here to show off?"

"I'm just here to settle some karmic ties." Noticing the amazed looks from passersby, Sakuyue gave a smile that met societal expectations, but her words were incredibly sarcastic. "Tokiomi died indirectly at my hands, and the murderer Kirei was also killed by me. The talented Rin-chan ended up in the hands of a third-rate magician like you, so I bear some responsibility for that as well."

I endured it. "Yan Ye endured the humiliation and carried the burden."

As Sakuzuki said, compared to Tokiomi Tohsaka, Kariya's skill in magic was only mediocre, and he couldn't teach Rin Tohsaka at all; and compared to Kirei Kotomine, Kariya's status in the mystical world was not as good as that of the priests backed by the Holy Church. Once Rin's talent was exposed, it would be difficult for him to protect the mother and daughter.

It was clear that Sakugetsu had come today for this very reason. For Rin's sake, no matter how much Sakugetsu mocked him, Kariya was willing to endure it.

"Hey, I'm just stating the facts, don't act like I'm forcing someone into prostitution, Yan Ye." Despite her words, Shuo Yue's expression was undeniably malicious. "Give up the demonic path and let Rin live as a normal person—just kidding, she herself would never agree to that, so there's only one way."

Hearing Shuoyue's words, Yanye looked up in astonishment.

In the gloomy, rainy atmosphere reminiscent of London, the boy said:

"I will support my Master, Waver Velvet, to become the lord of the Clock Tower El-Melloi faction, and have him protect the crumbling Tohsaka family."

This was the last conversation between Matou Kariya and the young man who changed his life.

"By the way, where is the National Museum of Japan?"

What do you want to do?

This is a place of darkness unknown to anyone.

A white-haired, golden-eyed youth walked through a silent valley, his hands empty.

The next moment, a dark shadow swept in, flashing a cold, metallic light in the boundless darkness.

The blade flashed.

"Whoa!" The young man, no, the boy with a youthful face, woke up with a start and instinctively touched his neck.

Fortunately, it wasn't actually cut off.

"So it was just a dream..." Shuoyue sighed, unable to bear the silence any longer, and turned on the TV.

"At 6 PM yesterday, the National Museum of Japan was invaded by an unknown assailant, and its No. 1 collection item was stolen. It is understood that this item dates back to the early Edo period. Fortunately, no one was injured..."

"An artifact from the early Edo period? How strange, this is what's marked on the treasure map?"

The culprit behind this news story, over 9,000 kilometers away in Germany, was fiddling with an arm 'borrowed' from a neon museum, muttering to itself with some confusion:

"Mechanical structure... Could it be a certain wolf's prosthetic arm, or perhaps Renren's?"

After a brief moment of distraction, Shuoyue put it aside and turned to study something more important.

This was an inspiration that suddenly came to him after he had a nightmare.

"Since this body is a creation that fulfills my wishes, it must be the most suitable vessel for the Third Law. How could it be confined to just one form..."

On the map on the bedside table, one location was marked with an "X" by Shuoyue.

That was his destination—the secluded forest of the Einzbern family, and also the next location marked on the treasure map.

Emiya Kiritsugu and his group arrived at Einzbern Castle yesterday. Due to the threat of this humanoid walking nuclear bomb, Ahardion had no choice but to open the gates and let them through, despite his reluctance.

However, when Kiritsugu Emiya asked to take Illya away today, he was completely rejected.

"No, I don't agree!"

Even though the person buried in their rice was casting a dangerous glance at him, Ahardion still stubbornly refused to back down: "Since you have already failed, then Illyasviel von Einzbern is our last wish! If you want to massacre Winter City, then come on, I will never hand over the Lesser Grail!"

"How dare they call her the Lesser Holy Grail..." Kiritsugu Emiya's eyes darkened, and without hesitation, he released the safety on his pistol and aimed it at Ahadoon's forehead.

After giving up his dreams, his family became the reason why Kiritsugu Emiya remained in this world:

"I might as well kill you and go find it myself!"

"Killing me alone will do no good; you will become enemies of the entire Winter City!"

For Ahardion, who had dedicated his life to the pursuit of the Third Law, there was no possibility of retreat. With his command, countless homunculi wielding axes and spears swarmed in, filling the hall to overflowing.

Meanwhile, several androids quietly withdrew from the crowd and ran in a certain direction.

"You!" Kiritsugu Emiya noticed this action, his expression turned cold, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"boom!"

Chapter 200: The New Moon Appears in Winter City

That was slaughter.

When the bullet pierced Ahardon's forehead without hindrance, the gunshot that took his life became the prelude to the second disaster for the Einzbern family.

Endless homunculus surged forth. Unlike Irisviel, who had awakened her consciousness, her brothers and sisters faithfully carried out their orders, surrounding the murderers Ahardion had designated before his death, and mercilessly thrusting their axes and spears forward.

Ironically, it is well known that the Einzbern homunculi are not good at fighting, as evidenced by their three consecutive defeats in the Holy Grail War. This is why Ahardion introduced the infamous mage assassin, Kiritsugu Emiya, as his son-in-law, a weapon specifically designed to kill mages.

These combat-specialized androids (like Liz) were all trained by Kiritsugu Emiya while he was with the Einzbern family.

In other words, this was a case of killing one's master to prove one's path, or a case of the master cleaning up the sect to settle scores.

Of course, judging from the current situation, old ginger is still spicier.

Without letting anyone interfere, Kiritsugu Emiya, his eyes like an eagle's, strode forward without hindrance. His beloved gun (the rival) roared as it blasted bullets into the heads of the androids, shattering them. In his right hand, the Calico M950 pistol hurled the remaining necromancer bullets, corrupting the bodies of the androids that were hit, causing them to convulse and howl as they died.

It wasn't a vengeful ghost that came to claim his life, but his reason for moving forward was more important than revenge, and any stumbling blocks on the roadside would be ruthlessly kicked away by him.

(Inherent time control, double speed).

The figure, reeking of smoke, transformed into a ghost and broke through the encirclement of countless androids. Sharp halberds fell behind him like guillotines, but to no avail. Bullets flying from the front easily took the lives of their owners.

"Still don't want to retreat?" He gasped for breath, not out of fear, but because his body was craving oxygen. Kiritsugu Emiya coldly looked at the androids pouring in from outside the door and finally stopped holding back.

Pulling open the trench coat, the last two Heart grenades exuded an aura of vengeance.

If it were to explode in this closed reception room, the flying teeth and nails would kill all the androids.

"No..." Irisviel covered her mouth, her scarlet eyes filled with tears.

Despite their different origins, Irisviel, who is now indistinguishable from humans, has long regarded the androids of Winter City as her family.

In other words, what she saw before her was the brutal scene of her husband slaughtering his relatives.

Before arriving, Kiritsugu had already considered this situation and repeatedly asked Irisviel if she wanted to avoid him, but she refused.

Even if it really comes to that, I still want to witness the end of the Einzbern family.

That's what she said back then, but now, sadness and regret are gnawing at her heart, making the innocent Winter Princess teeter on the brink of collapse.

Please, is there anyone who can save them?

Using her sword to parry the android's attack, she looked at Irisviel's pained face and sighed inwardly.

This was an unavoidable situation. Even the glorious King Arthur once violated the code of chivalry and slaughtered an entire village of old people, women, and children in order to protect Britain.

She still vividly remembers the excruciating pain she felt back then.

But since it is the path we have chosen, we must witness it to the end, no matter how bitter or painful it may be—this is the responsibility and duty of humankind.

That being said... isn't such a scene a bit too cruel?

Just when they were about to give up, a sudden change occurred on the battlefield.

"That's enough, Kiritsugu Emiya."

The imaginary shadow, flowing like liquid, cut into the battlefield, devouring all the surrounding androids, before suddenly revealing a beast's head and lunging at the lone Magician Killer.

"Danger!" Already appearing behind Kiritsugu, she sent him to Irisviel's side with a palm strike, wielding the holy sword and slashing diagonally upwards!

The holy sword, gleaming with a noble light, parted the beastly shadow, slicing it in two. However, after a brief pause, the phantom beast reassembled, circling around him as if mocking him, searching for an opportunity to kill.

"Come back, Shadow of Imaginary Numbers." The voice rang out again. Although the phantom beast clearly showed resistance, as a familiar, it could only be unwillingly taken in by its master and disappear.

And the master of the Imaginary Shadow is now standing before the group—

"Who are you?!" Upon seeing the face, Kiritsugu Emiya exclaimed in astonishment, "Are you a doll made to resemble the victor of this Holy Grail War?!"

“It’s like the new moon…” Irisviel and Hisayu Maiya exchanged a glance and murmured.

He silently gripped the holy sword, his intuition sensing a complex mix of crisis and reassurance.

The reason for their astonishment was simply that the boy they saw looked remarkably like someone else.