Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

Only by being down-to-earth and building a towering structure in a solid and practical way can Shuoyue achieve the strength it desires.

“However…” Recalling a certain figure in her mind, Shuoyue pursed her lips and withdrew her sinful hand that was about to use the Holy Grail to fill it with water.

"Maybe, I really do have a wish."

The priest pondered for a long time, then slowly closed his eyes. The Holy Grail in his hand lit up, and at least five-cent-level sound, light, and electrical effects echoed in the room, but after a while, it faded away as if he had gotten a blue sky and white clouds in ten consecutive draws.

Shuoyue was slightly taken aback, shook the cup with some annoyance, then closed her eyes again and whispered a new sentence.

This time, the light shone brightly.

Chapter 282 Miyu the Maid and Illya's Darkening

Chapter 282 Miyu the Maid and Illya's Darkening

Once her injuries had mostly healed, Shuoyue strolled out of her room and headed towards the kitchen.

He was not at the church at the time, nor did he intend to go there; instead, he returned to Ilya's home.

"These past few days of marching and fighting have been so boring, I'm going to treat myself to something good tonight." While humming a little tune, Shuoyue couldn't help but think about escaping from the singularity.

Judging solely by the outcome, this deal was incredibly profitable. They managed to retrieve the Holy Grail without losing any limbs. As the saying goes, "Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts," and the ancients were right.

I bet the Grand Bomber is so angry he's about to self-destruct.

However, by Shuoyue's own standards, it was a complete defeat. If they hadn't played their trump card of returning to the world of Ilya, they would have almost lost their underwear.

Having absorbed the blood of ten thousand people, the pseudo-Servant Shuoyue in the Second Singularity has clearly joined the ranks of top-tier Servants. Even the Demon God Pillar is no match for him, and can only watch helplessly as Shuoyue runs away with his bucket, leaving him only with impotent rage.

That counterattack was the pinnacle of Shuoyue's solo combat skills, yet even so, it was easily blocked by the beast.

"As expected, even the juveniles are so terrifying..." The priest sighed, shaking his head, but the smile on his lips was not one of defeat, but rather the excited smile of someone eyeing their prey.

Nothing is more delightful than an obstacle appearing at the end of a wide-open road.

Even if there are thorns to block your way, falling rocks to smash you down, fierce winds and rain, and lightning to strike, once you overcome them, the excitement and satisfaction will come back tenfold or a hundredfold.

Even if they are covered in wounds, a satisfied smile will appear on their faces the moment they see the sunlight and morning dew.

"Moreover, after the fragments were merged, the status of the Destiny Compendium was greatly enhanced, and it was even able to send me back from the beast's hands."

It's worth noting that during the Fourth Holy Grail War, King Hassan was able to block information from the Pokédex.

"I wonder what the next fragment to upgrade the encyclopedia will be." Muttering to herself, Shuoyue walked into the kitchen.

"Ah, it's Mr. Shuoyue." The refrigerator door closed, and Sera, who had her hair styled like a lady, looked at the young priest, who was so small that he couldn't even reach the table, with some surprise. "Are you going to cook? I'm sorry, we've run out of food. I was just about to go to the mall with Liz."

"I see." Although somewhat disappointed, Shuoyue could only nod and turn to leave, but Sera seemed to have thought of something and suddenly called him back.

"By the way, Mr. Shuoyue..."

Ilya's Room

"Liz and Sera went out for a big shopping trip, and Shirou went to school, so the role of temporary babysitter fell to me."

The priest, who looked like a young boy, sat on the edge of the bed, wrung out a towel, and placed it on Ilya's head.

"Hmm... Sera spoils me too much. I don't need to be taken care of at all." The silver-haired girl, lying obediently in bed and tucking herself in, pouted. Her face was flushed in the sunlight, making her look sweet and alluring.

Shuoyue withdrew her gaze: "I guess this is a happy problem, Ilya. How are you feeling now?"

Although several days had passed since the Second Singularity, in Ilya's world, it was only the day after everyone had fought against the enemy.

Last night, Shuoyue, posing as a church priest, single-handedly defeated Ilya's second personality, Xiao Hei, and then, satisfied, carried the defeated magical girls back home.

Today, due to excessive magic consumption, Illya entered an "overload" state, manifesting as weakness similar to a low-grade fever. As a result, Illya was exempted from attending school today, but was closely watched by the overly worried Sera, who even asked Sakuyue for help when she left. For a moment, it was hard to tell which situation was better.

Thinking this, Shuoyue pulled up a chair and sat by the door, pretending to read a book.

He was certainly not in the mood to read at the moment; he was merely using this as a pretext to carefully consider the next steps for the Second Singularity.

Nero must have been completely disappointed in him. And now that he has the Holy Grail, he no longer needs to rack his brains for that Command Seal and can freely do whatever he wants.

The beast's shadow was gradually rising. Although it had broken free from the shadow of the imaginary number on its own initiative, the seal set up by Wuming was not so easy to break. Shuoyue could sense the countermeasures he had left behind, but once used, it would be a fight to the death between them...

As for confronting the root evil of humanity, Shuoyue felt that she should first consider whether the urn should have a sliding lid or a flip lid.

Ultimately, what was the reason that it actively lured Shuoyue to the second singularity to challenge him?

"By the way, Brother Shuoyue, do you know what happened last night?"

Ilya's question brought Shuoyue back to his senses. Before he knew it, the girl in pink pajamas had gotten up and was staring at him with her big, scarlet eyes full of curiosity.

Because of Shuoyue's special status, Ilya was also able to discuss matters of the mystical side in front of him.

"I think I passed out right after that... I have no idea what happened after that. Did Miyu defeat her?"

Illya thought that only by defeating them could she escape.

Little did she know that the incredibly funny person who had stabbed his own corrupted lord to death and then used a substitute to attack them was sitting right in front of her, listening to her sighs with a smile.

Ah, even though her class card was taken, Miyu-san has already defeated two Servants, right? Anyway, it seems like Miyu-san was the one who ultimately defeated the enemy.

Ruby chimed in at that moment: "Indeed, that calm yet bold judgment is truly outstanding; he doesn't seem like an amateur at all."

“Hmm…” Ilya buried her head between her legs in a sullen voice, unaware that opposite her, the young priest nodded solemnly.

Praise me more, I love hearing that.

Suddenly, a strange light flashed in the depths of the priest's eyes, and his tone naturally matured: "I wish she could be like you, Ilya. All maturity is gained through trials and tribulations... If possible, I would prefer that she could also show an innocent and carefree smile."

???

Ilya looked up in surprise, only to find that Shuoyue blinked, looking somewhat surprised, and then chuckled and said, "There's nothing to mind, Ilya. After all, we're friends. If friends are reliable, you should be happy."

“Yes, you’re right.” Ilya nodded in deep agreement, unable to resist glancing at the sliver of sunlight peeking through the curtains.

Just go downstairs and walk a few steps forward, and you'll find Meiyou in that excessively luxurious house.

But... there's no way Brother Shuoyue would let her leave this bedroom, especially since she's sick and recuperating.

"What is Miyu doing right now?"

"Why don't we just ask her!" Ruby sensed something was up and immediately perked up. With a click as the machine loaded, her openwork pentagram decoration transformed into a radio-like shape.

"Eaaaaaah!" Ilya was so startled that her ahoge (cowlick) stood on end. "What's going on with this form of yours?"

"One of my secret functions: Telephone Mode!"

"You really have everything..."

Just then, Shuoyue suddenly spoke up: "What's the point of making a phone call? Just to have an awkward conversation? Why don't we just have a video call?"

Clearly, someone who enjoys making fun is about to unleash their magic again.

Let's cut this boring conversation quickly. What I want to see when I come back to rest is something more enjoyable!

"Ah, that's a great idea!" Ruby, whose temperament was as bad as amber, gave it her all. "Let's switch to video call mode!"

With a click, Ilya chimed in, "Looks like it conjured up something again!"

"It's a projection; it can broadcast what Sapphire-chan is seeing in real time."

"Seriously, it has a lot of functions, but none of them are really useful..."

Amidst her exasperated complaints, a panicked voice came from the other end of the ruby ​​phone: "Huh? A video call? Ah, wait a minute, what are you doing?"

"It's starting!" Ruby cheered excitedly.

"Huh? Ah? Um, wait... this is, oh!!!"

Amidst gasps of surprise, the girl's hand, reaching for the screen, missed its target. When she looked forward again, she saw the duck sitting on the small bed, wearing pink pajamas, with a dumbfounded Ilya staring at her.

And the young priest leaning against the wall, waving and laughing at her.

And she was dressed in a style rarely seen in modern times, almost certainly considered...

"Maid outfit?!" Ilya exclaimed in surprise.

The apron has ruffles, the neckline is tied with a ribbon bow, and the skirt is embroidered with lace. The black and white maid outfit makes her look exceptionally pure and delicate. Her black hair is tied up and she wears the classic 'Katyusha' hair accessory.

"Uh, um..." As if embarrassed, Miyu turned her head away with a slightly flushed face. She was known for her calmness in battle, but now she was blushing and her hands were trembling unsure of what to do. She looked like a weakling, but also inexplicably sexy.

“Oh, oh, you have quite the interesting interests,” Ruby quipped.

"No...that's not it." Miyu hurriedly tried to protect her reputation. "It's not, it's just my hobby or something..."

Finally, the black-haired girl covered her face, tears welling up in her eyes: "It was Sister Luvia who insisted that I wear it..."

[Ilya's inner monologue: At that moment, with a 'click,' a strange switch was pressed inside my body.]

Shuoyue, standing behind her, saw it clearly—Ilya, dressed in her pajamas, suddenly changed her aura, pounced forward, ignoring the pajamas billowing in the air pressure and her exposed skin, and gripped the ruby ​​tightly with unprecedented force, as if she wanted to vent some kind of bestial desire on the weak girl on the other end of the communication.

"Miyu-kun."

"Eh?"

I want to see you right now.

"Hey, what did you say?"

"I really want to see you now, I want to see you in person!"

"Oh……"

Not only Miyu, but even Sakutsuki was stunned by the black aura emanating from Illya, and seriously wondered if the black mud in the Holy Grail had flowed out.

"Come here, now! Right now! Come here dressed like this! You live across the street, right? Run over here!"

"Okay...yes!!!"

The girl's sobs, forced into prostitution, echoed for a long time in the empty villa.

Chapter 283 Butler Sakugetsu and the Returning Fujimaru

Chapter 283 Butler Shuoyue and the Returning Fujimaru

"Naked, naked! And wait, maid outfits too?!"

"I'm sorry to have bothered you!"

"You, you've all misunderstood!"

"What kind of play is this? Is it some kind of high-difficulty play?!"