Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

"Stop fooling around, Elizabeth, and Tamamo Cat..." Fujimaru skillfully suppressed the two restless Servants, then turned to the other two, "Goddess Stheno, and what do you two think?"

“Stheno?” Boudica asked in surprise. “Is she one of the three Gorgons, one of the ancient Greek goddesses?”

"Isn't that a god? Could a god descend upon such a small body as a Servant?" Even Nero stared wide-eyed in surprise.

"No, even though she is standing before you, she is not the 'original god'." The doctor's confident voice came from the other end of Fujimaru's bracelet. "Just like a Heroic Spirit, her power has been weakened, and the gods can no longer exercise their authority in the human world."

Only he, who had once parted ways with the gods, could say such words with absolute certainty.

"Although the men over there are unpleasant, that's the truth. Apart from Medusa, Euryale and I are quite delicate, you know? After all, we're not those hateful war goddesses."

The petite goddess revealed a perfect smile, which sent a chill down everyone's spine.

The feud between the Gorgon sisters and Athena is common knowledge, and even the most foolish person would not choose to step on this landmine.

"Let's get back to the main topic." Wearing a mask, the black-clad figure, who had remained silent all along, finally spoke. For some reason, she stared at Nero meaningfully for a while before looking away. "As for the results, there is no evidence of treason against Lord Shuoyue."

"Eh? But he has already threatened Emperor Nero..."

"So what?" the blond, black-armored swordsman retorted. "Did he admit to plotting a rebellion? Did he capture or kill the emperor there?"

“Oh right…” Boudica also realized, “If it was a rebellion, why did he let His Majesty Nero leave?”

The group looked at each other, realizing they had entered a dead end.

Even if Shuoyue did not betray Nero, the fact remains that he held a knife to Nero's neck, which is a grave crime of insubordination.

If the new moon betrayed him, why didn't he kidnap Nero and use the emperor to command the other lords?

Perhaps only the person involved can truly understand such a matter?

Suddenly, a commotion arose outside the door.

"Report—" The messenger lifted the curtain, knelt on one knee, and spoke urgently.

"Your Majesty, the army of the Allied Empire has attacked!"

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"Strange, there's no time limit set this time?" The white-haired general strolled through the empty palace, still having the leisure to pay attention to the information in the Destiny Compendium.

He was still in the palace of the United Empire at this time—after all, the Destiny Compendium would not actively choose the teleportation point, so Shuoyue would naturally have to continue from where he had slipped away.

This time, however, no one came to camp at the respawn point. The palace was empty, and even the ruins left from the last battle had not been cleared.

With the Holy Grail in his hands, the United Empire's palace had lost its value to Shuoyue. Therefore, the moment he landed, he turned and ran, his body transforming into a streak of blood as he headed towards the city gate. There, he saw a familiar figure.

"You...!" Rafe stared wide-eyed in disbelief as the new moon, like a shooting star, hurtled towards him, uttering a single sentence as it brushed past him.

"Brother Rafe, your Holy Grail is really impressive!"

"Boom!" Amidst the earth trembling, Leif's eyes turned bloodshot with rage, transforming into a demon god pillar, but he was completely unable to catch up with the sprinting Shuoyue.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it! You just wait, you bastard! I'll tear you to pieces!"

Amidst the demonic pillar's impotent rage, the white-haired general laughed heartily as he walked away into the distance.

He soon returned to the legion's encampment, where Weber had already observed the arrival of the new moon and went out to greet him.

"While you were away, the patrols I sent out brought back a lot of news. Which one would you like to hear?"

Shuoyue looked at the young man staring with dead fish eyes and shrugged: "Let's start with the worst one."

“The first thing Nero did upon returning to his tent and waking up was to announce that you had betrayed the emperor.”

Upon hearing this, Shuoyue's eyes widened in disbelief. Just when Weber thought he was going to yell, "I didn't! I didn't! Stop talking nonsense!", he heard the guy mutter something.

"Holy crap... how did she guess?"

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Well, the emperor actually hit the nail on the head by accident.

"You had this plan from the beginning?"

"Otherwise what? I already drew my sword, okay?" Shuoyue said matter-of-factly. "Isn't that betrayal?"

"Then why didn't you leave Nero behind?"

Upon hearing this, the white-haired general slammed his fist in his hand, suddenly realizing, "Oh right... why didn't I kidnap her?"

With a "snap," Weber clutched his forehead, once again experiencing the pain of dealing with students at the Clock Tower. His stomach, which he had only taken care of for a few days, started to ache again.

Even in another world, this guy's thought process is still just as abnormal as ever!

At least give me a reason.

“Then we must thank His Majesty Nero for reminding us back then.” Shuoyue seemed to remember something and smiled. “How can you know some things if you don’t try them?”

Weber squinted at Shuoyue, who was smiling brightly, and became increasingly convinced that the guy's real intentions were not what they seemed.

I'm afraid he only has eyes for a few people. Who could guess what kind of bargaining chips he uses for this country and this world?

"Report——"

Just then, a messenger rode up on horseback, dismounted upon seeing the two commanders, and knelt on one knee.

"On the Pisa front, the allied forces have launched a general offensive against the Imperial army!"

Upon hearing this, Shuoyue and Wei Bo exchanged a glance and quickly reached a consensus.

"This is a good opportunity."

"Of course, the entire army is ready to depart immediately!"

Chapter 285 The King's Hammer, Reversing the Dawn

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On the front lines between the two countries in Gaul, the sounds of battle rang out once again.

Engagement, stalemate, retreat... This was a routine that Imperial soldiers were used to, but this time, the battle took an unexpected turn.

The enemy's combat power has suddenly increased by a lot!

Within a radius of a hundred miles, a golden-red plague spread, and the clash of weapons mingled with the high-pitched and sharp sounds, heralding the prelude to a chaotic chapter.

The soldiers of the United Empire uttered broken sounds, their deteriorated language abilities transforming into anger and power. They slammed their weapons down, even knocking away soldiers holding shields!

Without formation or coordination, the beasts, starved for several days, were unleashed in unison. Their inhuman fighting style left the Imperial Army bewildered, and their excessive ferocity caused the soldiers' morale to plummet. The army began to crumble shortly after the start of the battle!

Amidst the chaos of battle, a swordsman dressed in the robes of a civilian official, appearing quite wealthy, took the lead. His sword, "Yellow Death," exploded with strange light indiscriminately, cutting down all the soldiers who couldn't dodge in time. They were then trampled over by the rest of the people, becoming piles of white bones in the war.

Meanwhile, Caesar, whose arms were covered in scales, had already launched a charge towards Boudica at the front of the battle.

"Leave Caesar to me and Spartacus! I beg Fujimaru and you to help the soldiers!"

Boudica gave a loud command, and the muscular man beside her laughed heartily.

"Hahahaha. Fantastic! We have everything here! Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of enemy soldiers have been turned into the hands of tyrants. It's time to sing a triumphant song! This is not a disadvantage, but an advantage. From now on, my shouts will be the harbinger of victory!"

"No, it's over here! Ugh, Spartacus, you really are something!" Boudica frantically patted Spartacus's back, as if trying to use a bull's nose clamp to bring him back on track from a mad bull.

However, Boudica's small hand struck as if hitting a rock, and Spartacus, with a chilling smile, ignored the shouts behind him and raised his arm high.

"Hahahaha, the rebellious queen is on my side, which means this is the day of victory, the day to crush the strong!"

"Well said, meow!" Tamamo Cat, who belongs to the same class as the Gladiator, leaped up, climbed onto Spartacus's head, and raised its paw high.

"Hey, you two, that's enough!" Elizabeth the Dragon Girl was furious, but it wasn't because their behavior was strange. "A superior stage is only for idols! Manager, stop this offensive behavior right now!"

"Alright, everyone, this is a battlefield!" Fujimaru sighed, trying to ease his tense expression and soothe the restless Servants who were acting like children. "Compared to all this, killing the enemy is the priority, isn't it?"

Under the Master's max-level affinity, the dragon girl, Tamamo Cat, and Spartacus finally settled down and obediently served as the main combat force, joining forces with the already rampaging Black on the battlefield.

Just then, a cry of alarm came from afar, followed by a loud explosion. The phantom of the Noble Phantasm exploded, and Boudica, clutching her left arm, was sent flying and fell heavily into the mud. She quickly rolled over, and Caesar's longsword fell from the sky in the next second, piercing the spot where she had fallen!

"Oh no! General Boudica is at a disadvantage!" Fujimaru, who had been observing the battle closely, realized the crisis. "Goddess Stheno, can you help her?"

“No, Master, although I can charm the opposite sex, I’m helpless against ‘alien’ creatures, you know?” Stheno sat in a heavily guarded chair, revealing a reserved smile.

"This..." Fujimaru followed her gaze and was speechless.

Julius Caesar, who once proclaimed "I came, I saw, I conquered," has now changed beyond recognition. His scales undulate with each breath, spreading a ripple effect that could nearly drive anyone with trypophobia crazy. His rather plump body now reflects a cold, demonic light as if it had been poisoned, and no trace of humanity can be found in him anymore.

That can no longer be called Julius Caesar; he can only be described as a monster in human skin.

"In that case..." Quickly recovering from his shock, Fujimaru shouted towards the battlefield, "I'm counting on you!"

"I understand. Then give me your magic!"

The swordsman, having plunged deep into enemy territory, whispered, a cold glint flashing in his golden eyes beneath his visor. His dragon heart pounded in his chest, a torrent of purplish-black energy transforming into a mighty river flowing through his limbs and bones. The black-armored swordsman bowed slightly, transforming into a loaded bullet, and at that moment, the hammer struck the detonator.

"Unleash the magic—!"

The purplish-black meteor flew out of the gun barrel along the rifling grooves, tearing through the crowd, aiming at the target, and flying away accurately, slashing and exploding in an arc along with the surrounding enemies.

There is no more fitting description than this: the slash stirred up a storm and demonic energy, and the surrounding enemies were turned to dust merely by the aftershocks.

"Goooooo!" Huang Zhisi raised his sword, and 'Caesar' barely managed to block the attack. But then, the dragon's intimidating power pressed down. When he recovered from the pressure, the black-armored swordsman raised his holy sword high, with purplish-black flames burning in his eye sockets.

Fujimaru Ritsuka knelt down on one knee in an instant, because she unleashed her trump card without hesitation at that moment.

"King's Hammer, Reverse the Dawn—Devour the light, Excalibur!"

"It's the release of true names!" Boudica's eyes widened in astonishment, her pupils reflecting the soaring purple-black demonic light.

Under the power of the Reversal Holy Sword, the maddening light of destruction illuminated the chaotic battlefield, tearing even the darkness apart, leaving only emptiness in its wake.

The battlefield fell silent instantly. Everyone was stunned by the destructive power and stood frozen in place.

"Is it over...?" Fujimaru asked in a deep voice, forcing back the exhaustion from having his life force drained.

The black-armored swordsman remained silent, simply raising his holy sword and assuming a defensive stance.

In the thick fog that rose after everything was scorched, the beast's retinue appeared.

“Ho ho ho ho—!”

The human skin, the shackles of the heroic spirit were torn apart, and the demonic beast born from arrogance roared. The 'demon spear' on its body transformed into spikes that shot out in all directions, radiating outwards the moment it landed, intending to spread the seven deadly sins to every living being.

"What...what kind of monster is this?!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's pupils shrank sharply. Although he didn't know what was in front of him, the surging tide of magic power that followed its appearance reminded him how terrifying the monster before him was.

"Is this...your reason?" The woman in black armor also sensed the unusual pressure. She gripped the holy sword tightly and murmured to herself.