Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

It fell between the new moon's arms.

So gentle.

Everything returned to silence.

Everyone held their breath, staring in astonishment at the petite little girl in the hero's arms, a figure with radiant blonde hair and wearing a red dress.

Then, subconsciously, he turned to look at Emperor Nero, whose face was exactly the same.

"Why did Your Majesty surrender first?"

"No, I didn't! Hey! Anyway, that's not how it happened!" Stared at by a group of gossipy folks, Nero was exasperated. "That wasn't me! Honestly, why do I feel like I've lost so badly when the Governor-General has clearly won a great victory..."

The great battle ended, and the arena was in an uproar, but this excitement had nothing to do with the two who had fought each other.

"It seems the battle is over?" The man holding the beast's remains looked up at the sky, squinting as the sunlight stung his eyes.

As his body disintegrated, not only did Draco merge into the shadow of the Moon, but the Moon itself also became so thin that it was almost transparent, and even sunlight could penetrate its body.

Using his own soul as fuel, the second arrow shot from the Grand Bow was an irreversible miracle.

But the price of miracles is always terrible.

"Even the Holy Grail couldn't be kept, since we can't even summon a vessel for it anymore." Shuoyue seemed to be sighing. "Alas, we gained nothing."

But when his gaze swept over the familiar figure and the smiling ancestor on the high platform, he could no longer suppress his smug smile.

"But we haven't lost anything, have we?"

With his last words, the man named 'Shuoyue' vanished like a bubble, leaving only the golden Holy Grail and his final message, which flew to his dear friends whom he had met or reunited with in this singularity.

Goodbye, and I look forward to seeing you again.

The second singularity has been fixed.

[Channels closed, connections severed, souls maintained...]

[Successfully returned to the original timeline]

[Settlement in progress... Settlement successful]

[Gained incomplete projection: 'Grand Bow']

The skill 'Endless Sorrow' has received a buff!

【Endless Sorrow and Wish: EX】

The ability that cannot be escaped no matter how it manifests in the world is the karma left behind by his predecessor—Shirou, who ended the Holy Grail War in one night—before his consciousness dissipated. He prayed so hard that the wish itself turned into a curse.

Under the blessing of [the curse], this curse changed, beginning to resemble an alternative black wishing machine. When the otherworldly prayer descends, even the holder of the skill cannot control the appearance of another 'self'. While the malignancy is amplified, a certain value will also be raised to its peak.

This is the love of the abyss.

When Draco awoke from his daze, he saw New Moon lying in bed, her face pale.

Even though his soul was severely wounded and his physical injuries from the old man in the mountain had not yet healed, he still smiled at Draco, whom he was holding in his arms.

"I won!"

"How despicable, Shuoyue."

Like a child who hadn't woken up yet, the blonde girl snuggled closer to Shuoyue and made a sound like she was talking in her sleep.

"However, since you've chosen me, you can't abandon me, or else... I'll bite you."

After uttering a remark that sounded more like a coquettish complaint than a threat, Draco fell into a deep sleep. Her true form had been shattered by the new moon, shaking her very foundations. It would likely be a long time before she awoke from her long slumber.

After confirming that Draco had fallen back into a deep sleep, Shuoyue gently settled her down. She then dragged her weary body out of bed and sat on a chair by the French windows. After a long silence, she suddenly slapped her forehead, gritting her teeth:

"What kind of development is this...?"

Before falling into a deep sleep, Draco saw the gentle, strong, and trustworthy Soryu, who, despite being seriously injured, still gave him a reassuring smile.

But what she didn't know was that this guy, who seemed calm, was screaming, twisting, crawling in the dark inside, and so on.

Just like an adult who feels embarrassed to the point of digging a three-bedroom apartment with their feet when recalling the embarrassing incident of shouting "Transform into Kamen Rider!" as a child, Shuoyue is now deeply ashamed of her recent behavior.

Hey, that bad woman who ran away from home—it's time to come back.

……

……

...I can't take it anymore.

Waaaaaah, kill me already!

The image of her pulling her hair in distress was reflected in the French windows, allowing Shuoyue to see her own frantic state.

Should we laugh mercilessly, or simply open the window and take a leap of faith to calm down?

He pushed open the window, and the cool night breeze blew in, cooling Shuoyue's feverish cheeks. He turned his head slightly and looked at the sleeping beast Nero, watching her peacefully sleeping like a little animal, free from the headache brought on by human evil.

For some reason, the restlessness and shame subsided. The young man sighed, a smile playing on his lips, and sat down in the chair, slowly closing his eyes.

Well, anyway—

Tomorrow will surely be a beautiful sunny day.

Chapter 313 Kallen and Miyu's Meeting

Chapter 314 Kallen and Miyu's Meeting

Just as someone had hoped, the next day was indeed a rare day of good weather. The long-awaited clearing after the rain made the world seem as if it had been washed clean.

However, for Shuoyue, who had extended her room and was determined to slack off, things weren't so pleasant for the magical girls who were still fighting on the front lines.

Even though Sakumoku fought to the death in the Second Singularity, and even defeated a disobedient one, the story of Ilya and Miyu continued peacefully.

Then, after the operation to defeat the class-specific Servants, things took a sharp turn for the worse.

In the case of rubies:

"For the first time, I had the magic wand I'd always dreamed of, and I also gained a lifelong friend. These two joys overlapped, and this double joy brought even more joy. I should have been living a dreamlike life of happiness, but why did it turn out like this..."

Putting aside the cringe-worthy lines, the magical girls' experiences are actually quite simple—

During the sneak attack, Ilya was accidentally hit by a poisoned dagger and then attacked by countless Hassans modeled after the Hundred Faces. In desperation, the power within her went out of control again, and the huge vortex of magic that was generated not only tore apart in an instant, but also almost pushed her teammates who came with her into an abyss of no return.

Faced with Illya's renewed loss of control, Miyu said, "I never want to fight you again," which ultimately caused Illya to break down emotionally and flee the Mirror World first.

Miyu and Illya, who had just agreed to become friends, found their friendship pushed to the brink of collapse.

Leaving aside Ilya, who cried herself to sleep at home, there was another girl who didn't get a good night's sleep that night.

Without a doubt, it's Meiyu.

After calmly cleaning up the mess left by Ilya and retrieving the class card, she refused Luvia's company, changed her clothes, and walked alone on the street for the first time.

Night had fallen, and the streets were sparsely populated, but the lights of civilization remained on the land. With the Fuyuki Bridge as the boundary, the old city and the new capital shone with orange and cold white light. The beautiful scenery that only humans could create still shone proudly tonight.

The girl, who was once helpless and had no clothes to wear, had somehow become part of this grand movement.

"Heh..." She exhaled a soft breath of cold air. The night chill made Miyu wrap her clothes tighter, her face hidden in her collar, her head down, as she walked casually.

She didn't know why she ran away; she just felt uneasy, as if her wandering soul had suddenly lost its way, unable to see the lighthouse on the other side, and had even lost the harbor to look back to.

This familiar feeling, the loneliness of being all alone in the world, it felt so familiar...

Suddenly, I had a craving for millet porridge.

"Ah." As if sensing something, she looked up and was surprised to find herself in a church.

The square in front of the gate was deserted; the house of God stood unattended.

Miyu certainly knew what the church was; it was a gathering place for believers to preach, a place for prayer and confession, and a place for solace and dispelling confusion.

With unknown feelings in her heart, Miyu knocked on the church door.

"Hello, may I ask..."

"Please come in, young lady. The church welcomes all who come seeking guidance or guidance."

Even though her tone was initially somewhat surprised, she quickly regained the composure characteristic of a priest. With a clear voice like that of a lark made of glass, the girl curiously looked at the statue with its eyes lowered in pity. She frowned because of the disinfectant smell, which had faded but was still pungent, but she still slowly walked in.

Standing in front of the hall, a woman with long, silver-white hair and slightly ethereal golden eyes also scrutinized the excessively young girl, and after a moment, she suddenly showed a look of realization.

"Ah, so it's you, Ruo Shuoyue... If the priest isn't mistaken, you're one of the magical girls in charge of collecting class cards?"

Father Shuoyue?

Miyu was taken aback, and then belatedly realized that she had inexplicably come here because, subconsciously, she longed to seek comfort from someone.

It wasn't Luvia who provided her with food, clothing, and shelter, but Father Somog, whom she had only met a few times.

Just, why?

"Yes, my name is Miyu Edelfelt, and I'm a magician who assists the Mage's Association in recovering Class Cards... Girl, um, may I ask who you are?"

“I am Karen Ordesia, Father Crescent’s assistant.” Karen replied in a pleasant yet indifferent voice, showing no awareness of her status as a clergyman. She simply leaned against the table and calmly said, “Let me tell you beforehand, the priest had to go out on business, so is there anything else you need now?”

Miyu, of course, didn't understand Karen's intention to send her away. She paused for a moment, then said earnestly, "I have a friend..."

"Pfft." Kallen made a suspicious sound and turned her face away. Seeing her action, Miyu tilted her head in confusion.

"Ok?"

"It's alright, please continue."

Miyu nodded and continued, "She was just an ordinary little girl, but she was unexpectedly drawn into a conflict and was semi-forced to do some dangerous things..."

In this way, Miyu recounted her and Illya's experiences without any personal bias.

If it were anyone else, they might have just listened to a story and had no idea what Miyu was talking about, but Kallen somehow caught on to her question.

"You want to ask if your choice was the right one, right?" Still with that nonchalant attitude, the silver-haired nun nodded in agreement. "Indeed, rather than letting your friend continue to suffer, it's better to take the initiative and bear all of this for her, even if it temporarily drives your friend away."

"This is clearly a praiseworthy act, a sacred act of self-sacrifice."

"I'd rather suffer more pain myself than trouble my friends... Ah, I know that."

“Then—” Miyu raised her eyes seeking approval, only to find those emotionless eyes staring at her, trying to pry open the cracks in her heart, cut open her soul, and ruthlessly step into the deepest part of her with oppressive words.

“But does your friend agree?” The nun clasped her hands together, her voice filled with a pious devotion to redeem humanity, and said softly, “If she is truly your dearest friend, how could she abandon you and leave alone? Even if you coldly plant thorns between you, she will bleed from trying to touch them…”

After thinking for a moment, Karen added thoughtfully.