Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

Isn't there only one thing left to do?

Give me your body.

The girl opened her golden-red eyes and stood up.

"We must defeat him."

In her raised hand lay a class card, on which a man was depicted drawing a bow and nocking an arrow, as if about to pierce the heavens.

A vibrant magic circle unfolded, freely spreading the absorbed massive amount of magic power and depicting intricate patterns. In the crimson light that clashed with the surrounding cool tones, the girl half-squatted on the ground, bringing the class card in her hand into contact with the magic circle.

Dream Summoning

A blue-green beam of magic swept back, gripping the girl like a claw around the magic circle. As the magic was completely absorbed, crimson spirit particles rose up, and the silver-haired girl floated expressionlessly, gradually revealing a spirit garment called "Red Plains Attire" on her body.

Her golden-red eyes reflected the thousands of sword mounds, and as she gripped the nameless iron bow, her long hair was also styled into a Japanese-style bun.

"It's a lie..." Miyu murmured, while on the other side, Sakuzuki nodded seriously.

"Hmm, this looks much better."

He praised her verbally, but his actions showed no mercy. With a casual wave of his hand, dark sword energy rushed towards Ilya after she changed her clothes.

The pink circular shield opened, perfectly blocking the attack. From the rising smoke, three iron arrows shot out, only to be swept away by Shuoyue.

Black and white light pierced the sky.

Shuoyue tried to retreat quickly, but she was too late. Two marks were slashed on her breastplate, and she almost got hurt.

Before anyone knew it, Ilya had already leaped into the sky and, taking advantage of the enemy's distraction from the iron arrows, unleashed a slash with the projected twin swords. Caught off guard, Shuoyue was indeed caught off guard.

"Hmph, I actually got hit by that kind of attack." Smacking her lips in displeasure, Shuoyue looked at the girl who had already created a safe distance and re-projected the black and white twin swords.

Projection magic, Gan Jiang and Mo Xie.

There was no need to guess that the heroic spirit summoned by Ilya was the gift that Sakumoku had originally received, and the half-body that he knew all too well.

"It's like a replay of my battle with him, only the roles are reversed." The young man couldn't help but recall the battle from back then, except this time it wasn't him wielding the black and white twin swords, but someone else.

He is the one who wields the holy sword.

"It's unbelievable, this stance, this fighting ability..." Miyu, who was watching from the sidelines, was deeply shocked, not only because the white-haired swordsman displayed wisdom and strength, but also because the Illya she knew had completely changed her demeanor.

"They're just like real heroic spirits!"

The next moment, the two heroic spirits started running at the same time.

On the wasteland scorched by the Sword of Excalibur, a swordsman wielding a holy sword, burning with red magic, clashed head-on with an archer holding twin blades, radiating blue fighting spirit.

The white-haired swordsman swung his sword first, and crimson magic surged like never before, splashing towards the petite girl in front of him like ink.

Under the immense pressure, she slid backward with her twin swords raised, yet danced gracefully on the blades like a butterfly flitting among flowers, using their force against them to deftly evade each attack.

The firelight illuminated their cold faces. He didn't know what the other was thinking, but a warm current was flowing through his heart, almost burning up.

"good very good!"

What is it like to fight against your past self?

He gave his answer—the instant he leaped into the air and kicked out with his calf, he dropped the holy sword, crossed his arms, and steadily blocked the attack. Then, he grabbed the girl's slender ankle, twisted his body, and released his magic!

Like a bullet, she felt the wind whistling as she was slammed to the ground. Behind her, he used his toe to lift the holy sword, then gripped it in his other hand and stabbed it fiercely into her chest.

"boom!"

That was the mournful cry of a blade shattering another blade. Using the two blades in his hand, he bought a moment of time, nimbly flipped over, and dodged the fatal blow. At the same time, he flipped over and leaped up, turning his head to the side—another black sword aura came whistling towards him!

She only had time to project new twin blades to block before the girl was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground. She quickly bounced back up, the twin blades flowing with clusters of iron light, tracing a cold, liberated path.

"Ping!"

The enraged dragon pressed forward relentlessly, swinging its sword in the charge like a baseball player delivering a decisive blow, sending the "baseball" flying. Then, its magic erupted, and it chased after the dragon again as it tried to create distance!

The projected spiral, the longsword transformed into an arrow, and even in the out-of-control state after being knocked away, he calmly drew his bow and fired a precise shot.

In the midst of his unstoppable mad dash, he suddenly turned his head, and a sharp arrow grazed his face. The shockwave still shattered half of his mask, revealing the swordsman's golden vertical pupils underneath.

Even though the enemy's mask was shattered, the attack still missed. And even with a Heroic Spirit possessing him, an archer is no match for a swordsman in close combat. Sakuyue knew Emiya's strengths and weaknesses all too well—as long as he wasn't given the opportunity to create distance, those with weaker stats would only be defeated in close combat!

Although her face was expressionless, her eyes revealed a hint of anxiety and displeasure.

A more composed and experienced personality than Ilya judged the current predicament and decided that rather than sliding step by step into the abyss, it was better to go all in and fight to the death!

Then, the girl slowly opened her mouth and, in a cold voice, uttered the prelude to the final battle:

"Projection, turn on!"

With difficulty, he assumed the stance of holding a sword, and in his trembling hands, a miracle defying the rules was slowly taking shape.

It was a blue-gold sword of victory, its elven inscriptions reflecting the stars in the sky.

Gazing at the miraculous holy sword, the swordsman also stopped, a satisfied pleasure gleaming in his golden vertical pupils.

The purplish-black magic surged and converged once more, and together they raised the holy/magical sword in their hands.

The detached magic was converging, with inky purple light and holy golden light confronting each other.

The starlight was swallowed, yet the starlight still twinkled.

Magic is erupting, magic is cheering.

Finally, the two unleashed the same attack.

! ! ! "

Purple and gold were smeared across the world, radiating a deadly yet dazzling brilliance. Countless starlight and magic burst forth, unleashing their destructive power as the two holy swords exerted their force.

The world convulsed in agony, its blood evaporated, its muscles dissolved, and in the very end, even its very existence teetered on the brink of collapse.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Amidst the thunderous pounding of a heart, the purplish-black light coalesced into the form of an evil dragon, unleashing a colossal wave that completely engulfed the golden pillar of light.

Without a direct adversary, the evil dragon let out a destructive roar, like an iron plow turning over the earth. The evil dragon, as if it were a tangible entity, stretched from east to west for thousands of miles, evaporating Weiyuanchuan, destroying all terrain and landforms, leaving a scar several meters deep on the earth, and purple light spreading from both sides of the crack radiating out for tens of meters.

The mirror world has collapsed.

How did you know I killed Banana in one shot (runs away)?

Chapter 263 Karen, Severely Injured

When Miyu opened her eyes, she happened to see a white-haired swordsman squatting on the ground, sheathing his sword.

Ilya, who had completely changed her appearance, was lying in front of the swordsman with her eyes closed.

Danger! Miyu wanted to warn him, but when she saw the swordsman's actions, all the emotions that had surfaced in her mind vanished, leaving her speechless.

She saw the swordsman with short white hair and a tattered mask touching Ilya's cheek with great interest, as if he were teasing a sleeping cat, using his bare hand.

Once, twice, three times... Finally, still not satisfied, he reached out with both hands and pinched and squeezed Ilya's cheeks until they were round and flat. Watching the expressionless girl make all sorts of funny poses, a certain kind of pleasure shone in his golden eyes.

As for the twin clock towers, lying there like jade bodies, or rather, discarded like trash, the swordsman didn't even glance at them.

美游

This is the guy who beat us all down a few minutes ago, right?

The shock of the contrast left her speechless for a moment. Fortunately, the swordsman's sinful hands did not extend downwards, otherwise Miyu worried that she would have to lie down obediently and wait for her brain to cool down as soon as she got up.

A magical light suddenly shone, and the class card popped out from the girl's chest. The swordsman clicked his tongue, looking at the elementary school girl version of Illya who had transformed back into a dress, and then turned his gaze, bored, to the awakened Miyu.

"You should have a key to the house, right?"

"Eh...is that so?"

The swordsman's words were too casual, and Miyu didn't react at first. She just blankly answered and listened to the latter continue.

"That's good. I'll take you back. It's getting late, so go to sleep. You have school tomorrow, don't you?"

The armored man stood up, lifted Rin and Luvia like sacks, and gestured towards the stunned Miyu: "Illya is yours. Can you carry her?"

"Rin and Luvia?!" Miyu exclaimed in surprise, "They..."

"As you can see, they're all alive and well," the swordsman said calmly. "As for the priest, he woke up early and left first."

Why...don't you kill us?

"Only mindless beasts would kill for their own purposes, and besides, I have no interest in killing cute little children." The man said, his words of dubious sincerity, glancing sideways at Miyu, who hadn't yet had time to rejoice at her "survival."

"If you don't leave now, I might just abandon you!"

……

Crossing the sparsely lit road, you'll reach your destination.

Standing between the two rooms, the swordsman looked to the right at the large mansion that was completely out of place with the Japanese style.

"Hmm, that's really Luvia's style."

"Swordsman...do you know Sister Luvia?"

"We don't really know each other, and you don't need to beat around the bush to get information from me. As long as you keep collecting class cards, you will still run into me."

Having said that, the swordsman casually tossed the two still unconscious girls aside, his magic surging to evaporate the drool left on his shoulder by some shameless fellow, before he simply strode away and disappeared into the night.

Miyu watched him leave silently, and it took a long, long time for the trembling in her calves to subside.

"What a... strange guy."

Recklessly squandering her magic, she used 'magic release' to turn herself into a cannonball, running across the sparsely lit rooftops. Shuoyue reveled in the feeling of being completely unrestrained, letting out a hearty laugh.

"Hehehe... Little Black (Chloe)?"

Chloe von Einzbern.

Her true identity is the wish-granting device used by the Einzbern family in the Holy Grail War. In this world, the Holy Grail War was stopped by Kiritsugu Emiya and Irisviel together at the beginning. Therefore, Illya, who was born as a minor Holy Grail, had her magic, memories, and knowledge sealed by her mother when she was an infant. After years of accumulation, the persona that materialized was named Chloe.

'Shirou' had little influence on him anymore. Sakuzuki didn't feel much for Illya and Miyu, but if it were Chloe... well, okay, Sakuzuki admits he was attracted to her body.

To be precise, it was her projection magic that made him so excited that his heart was almost overflowing when the two Excalibur swords clashed.

I've always been fighting with people.

With the Holy Sword Wielder, with the Dual-Pistol Wielder, with the Assassin, and with the King.