Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

What Gudao didn't know was that his detached curiosity would only make Sakutsuki more agitated.

"It has nothing to do with me. I was never the one whose fate was intertwined with that girl's." Shuoyue calmed down after downing the full glass of wine, and forced a smile. "I'm sorry that you saw my embarrassing side so soon after we met. Let me answer your question—Fujimaru Ritsuka, I am not a Servant in the true sense of the word."

“My name is Sakugetsu, and I am a magician in the Mage's Association, so I know about Chaldea.”

“Hey, but aren’t you…”

"Just call me Shuoyue. This body is a pseudo-Servant, which means that a Heroic Spirit is created by using a human as a vessel and letting the Heroic Spirit possess the vessel. However, that Heroic Spirit entrusted me with the control of the personality. Do you understand now?"

"Ming, I understand..."

"So, it was someone who received the power of a Heroic Spirit while in human form. I see," said the person on the other end of the bracelet. "Then, may I ask, what is that Heroic Spirit's true name...?"

"No comment." For some reason, the moment she heard the voice from the other end of the bracelet, her spirit core instinctively sent out a sense of rejection. Shuoyue took a deep breath, trying to calm her voice. "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant."

“It’s alright, I’m used to it, hahaha…” the other person chuckled dryly. “My name is Romani Archiman, and I’m the head of the medical department at Chaldea, the organization that ensures the continuation of human reason. Nice to meet you.”

Romani Achiman.

How could I not know your name, Doctor?

A warm look flowed in Shuoyue's eyes. He turned his head slightly and spoke gently:

"Really? It's nice to meet you."

Just then, a commotion arose in the distance, and the scouts rushed over, kneeling before Nero.

"I dare to report to Your Majesty! A medium-sized allied army force is launching a surprise attack on the eastern gate of the capital's outer city! It should be the last remnants of the Allied Empire! Our eastern gate garrison is unable to resist...!"

Upon hearing this, Nero immediately deflated.

"Hmm. It's such a rare and pleasant banquet that's been ruined..."

"Then let me go, Your Majesty. It will be a good opportunity to demonstrate our bravery to the visitors from the observatory."

A calm voice rang out, and the white-haired general put down the wine he had just warmed, stood up, and walked outside.

Seemingly recalling a story from later generations, he turned his head with a half-smile and gave an order:

"Pour the wine, I'll be right back."

He drew his sword as he went out, and leaped onto his horse.

The battle in the distance drew ever closer, and the messenger behind him looked anxious.

"Governor, there are hundreds of people on the other side!"

"So what? One horse is enough!"

Zhang Kuang gave a wild reply, and a heavy yet majestic aura of killing intent soared into the sky, transforming into a blood-red black bird that guarded the general's side.

After a massacre in Pisa, he finally amassed enough blood energy to use at his disposal.

"They're just a mere hundred men, why waste our soldiers!"

Drums and gongs sounded from the city walls, and the sounds of battle rose everywhere. The white-haired general rode forward on his horse, while the black bird behind him spread its wings and cried out.

"I will personally slay him with my sword!"

The longsword was swung out, blood light filled the sky, death filled the wilderness, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had crumbled, mountains had been shaken and mountains had collapsed, even the clamor was shattered, leaving no trace of life.

The soldiers hiding behind the city wall cautiously peeked out, only to see the white-haired general turn his horse around and head towards the palace. Behind him, there was no one else in sight.

On the banquet table, fine wine from the East rippled and steam rose.

Still warm.

Uncle Roman's voice was somewhat frivolous, as languid as a dormouse! Like someone who had given up on everything from the very beginning, becoming someone who only knew how to laugh. —Nursery Rhyme

Doctor, sob sob sob, my doctor QAQ

Chapter 267 Traditional Arts: The Master's Tonight's Talking Partner

With that stunning sword strike, Sakutsuki was surrounded by enthusiastic soldiers who took turns toasting her until the banquet ended. Not only Fujimaru Ritsuka, but even Nero couldn't find an opportunity to interject.

In the end, we were never able to get a clear answer about the Command Seals on the back of Nero's hand...

In the royal courtyard, a young man with black hair and blue eyes gazed at the starry night sky and its excessively dazzling halo, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

A passionate and energetic young female emperor, mysterious and powerful pseudo-Servants, and the united Roman Empire they speak of.

What will the future hold for this singularity?

“You’re here, Fujimaru Ritsuka.”

A familiar voice, though only recently met, came from behind him. Turning around, he saw a white-haired general who didn't look old, smiling and nodding at him.

"Mr. Shuoyue, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing else, I just wanted to have a chat with you. Besides, isn't late-night conversation a long-standing tradition of yours, Master?"

Speaking in a language that Gudako couldn't understand, the white-haired commander didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down next to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Speaking of which, Rome isn't the first world you've ever been to, is it?"

Faced with Sakugetsu's question, Fujimaru Ritsuka hesitated for a moment before finally nodding.

"Yes, before this, we have already experienced two other special...worlds."

"Then, can you tell me about your experiences?" The white-haired man smiled, his blood-red eyes deep.

How did Fujimaru Ritsuka, who lost Mashu, manage to get here after going through so many hardships?

He wanted to know.

Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced at Sakugetsu with surprise, apologized, and whispered to the doctor on the other end of the bracelet for a moment before raising her head.

“This will be a long story, Mr. Shuoyue.”

"Then please get to the point, Master~"

"Okay, okay..."

Seeing that Shuoyue was determined, the black-haired youth stopped making excuses and slowly began to tell his story.

Even though Fujimaru hid the names, Sakugetsu, who was familiar with the plot, could naturally find the corresponding individuals.

In Singularity F. Fuyuki, she fled in disarray with Director Olga Marie until Cú Chulainn acknowledged their will and she stepped forward to become his Servant. She was then lured to a dark territory and struck by the "Petrifying Eyes," losing her ability to fight.

In the battle against the corrupted, Cu Chulainn drank from the holy spring that had been taken out at some unknown time. Despite his shattered spirit core, he still summoned his Noble Phantasm: the Burning Cage, which he used to perish together with the stunned Cu Chulainn.

In the First Singularity, Orleans, Fujimaru Ritsuka made her first attempt to fight with Shadow Servants, but she was still outmatched when facing wyverns. However, she soon reunited with Jeanne d'Arc and was summoned to the real world by Marie Antoinette and the musician Mozart when they were attacked by five berserk Servants. She later found Siegfried, Saint George, Kiyohime, and the dragon girl, and finally won a hard-fought victory in the battle against the dragon Fafnir and Jeanne d'Arc Gilles de Rais.

……

"I see." After finishing his explanation, Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder as a large hand patted it, radiating warmth.

"Mr. Shuoyue?"

"Fujimaru, you've come a long way." The white-haired general smiled warmly, which made the black-haired youth's nose tingle.

Unlike the greetings from the Servants, Sakugetsu expressed her gratitude as a magician, a human being living on this planet.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was extremely grateful for this.

Taking advantage of the good atmosphere, he blurted out the words he had been thinking about all night.

"By the way, Mr. Shuoyue, what's with the Command Seals on the back of His Majesty Nero's hand?"

"Ah, that." Without the heaviness Fujimaru had expected, the man shrugged and said easily, "That stupid emperor who doesn't know anything ordered me to 'not leave on my own' and 'punish me to guard the frontier' on the very day he summoned me. I didn't even have time to advise him before things turned out like this."

"This, this is something that no emperor would do," the doctor on the other end of the bracelet said, both helpless and amused.

Unlike Chaldea's "lightweight" Command Seals, Nero's Command Seals have unparalleled coercive power, and more importantly, they are irreversible; wasting them is a true waste.

Just then, Fujimaru suddenly asked:

"So, putting aside the misunderstanding, Mr. Sakugetsu, are you willing to continue existing as His Majesty Nero's servant?"

The Chaldean doctor held his breath, feeling a pressure transmitted through the communication.

Shuoyue looked into Fujimaru's calm and rational blue eyes for a while before finally managing to curl the corners of her lips into a smile.

"Of course—I am her governor, so naturally I am responsible for 'her', right?"

Upon hearing this, the black-haired youth stopped asking questions, and Shuoyue stood up with a smile as if nothing had happened.

"Anyway, thank you for your hard work, Fujimaru. Go back and get some sleep. If anyone attacks tonight, I'll help you deal with it. Try to get some rest."

"Haha. I'll go back to my room and rest then." The doctor's slightly frivolous laughter came from the other end of the bracelet. "I also need to check Magic☆Merry's blog. She should be updating her diary soon."

New Moon

Fujimaru Tachika

"What's wrong with that look, like you're looking at a pathetic creature? Can't I just be a fan of an internet celebrity? They're not tainted by the hype of mainstream media or the rules of TV stations, they're practically the ideal idol stars!"

Even through the bracelet, Shuoyue could almost see an orange-haired doctor stiffening his neck and blushing as he spoke up for his idol.

"Hasn't the outside world already been destroyed, Doctor?" Seemingly ashamed, Fujimaru put his hand to his forehead and sighed.

Upon hearing this, Romani Archman uttered a smug, self-satisfied sound: "You've got the point. The outside world has indeed been destroyed."

"So you think Magical☆Merry, and her homepage, will never be updated? How stupid! Magical☆Merry is an ultimate idol who is completely detached from worldly affairs!"

However, it's really just about using artificial intelligence to perform automatic simulations based on existing data.

Fujimaru rolled his eyes, while Sakugetsu laughed from the side.

"Doctor, although I don't want to comment on the interests of single men approaching thirty, please don't forget your job."

"Otherwise, once Fujimaru gets back, he'll definitely delete the doctor's precious folder without hesitation, okay?"

"No...no, I was just kidding. I'll keep monitoring the surroundings and gathering intelligence! Anyway, you two should get some rest!"

Under the threat of physical negotiation, the doctor backed down without hesitation, while Fujimaru and Sakuzuki exchanged a smile, said their goodbyes, and left.

Walking alone in the beautiful night courtyard, Shuoyue sighed and took out the magical costume she had brought with her from the beginning.

In the end, I still didn't dare to give this thing away.

It wasn't out of shyness, but out of trepidation.

After losing Mash, Sakugetsu had no idea what the future of Chaldea would be like.

No, in the end, it's abnormal that Fujimaru was able to meet him. He was a stranger who never existed in the story from the beginning.