Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

A boy with white, tousled hair, golden eyes, and wearing a boring robe sat to one side, holding an unknown book in his hand.

"Brother Shuoyue! Wait, if you're here, then the person next to you is..."

“She’s Shuoyue’s assistant,” Meiyou explained softly. “I’ve seen her before.”

So, there isn't a single doctor in the infirmary, right?

Ilya put on a sullen face, but luckily everyone here was someone she knew, so she was able to talk to Miyu openly.

"Ilya, are you alright?"

"It's alright, those are minor injuries, nothing serious."

"Ah, I didn't mean that. What happened yesterday? Is there anything unusual about your body?"

Upon hearing this, Ilya realized what was happening.

"Ah... what exactly is going on? It can't be a hallucination."

That 'twin sister' who suddenly appeared and then ran away.

"It's too early to draw conclusions. Although she looks exactly like you, as for her inner qualities..." Miyu said, unable to help but recall the situation back then.

Why did this happen after that class card hit Illya in the chest?

What secret does Ilya hold?

Having racked her brains to no avail, Miyu turned to look at the two people in the church.

"Brother Shuoyue, Miss Karen, what are your thoughts?"

“Even though we know the situation, it’s still quite strange.” Kallen didn’t answer, while Shuo, the mastermind behind the scenes, laughed and said, “However, we should first find a way to break the status quo, right? A girl who looks exactly like Ilya is still out there roaming freely without any restraint.”

Upon hearing this, Ilya's eyes widened in shock, and she covered her head in fear.

"Really?! If anyone sees this, I'll be in deep trouble no matter what!"

After a moment of panic, Ilya suddenly remembered something and jumped up: "That's right, why don't we ask Brother Shuoyue to help us find it..."

Snapped!

A chill ran down her spine, and Ilya's words came to an abrupt halt. She stiffly turned her head and saw a soccer ball hit her pillow like a mortar shell, spinning with undiminished force before exploding violently at the last moment, a piece of the ball smearing her face.

Ilya, whose face was completely obscured, was utterly stunned. Her arms hung limply as she sat blankly on the bed.

Her hands and feet were ice-cold in broad daylight. Could this world ever be any better? Hell was empty... Shuoyue chuckled to herself, inwardly giving Ilya a good beating.

“I...Ilya?” Miyu looked at her with a worried expression.

"I'm leaving work early today!"

Chapter 321 The Ingenious Uses of Displacement Magic

Chapter 322 The Ingenious Uses of Displacement Magic

After a period of commotion, Ilya finally left early with Miyu.

Karen withdrew her gaze from the school gate. Beside her, Shuoyue was casually flipping through a magic book, while steam rose from the tea on the table.

"There's a little one with them, aren't you going to help?"

The priest put away the book, picked up his teacup and took a sip, looking just like an old man: "No rush, Duan Zang has always been protecting her. Why do you think Ilya was able to come to school alive?"

Even with the best luck and the sharpest intuition, Ilya's physical strength was only that of a child. Without Duan Zang's secret help, she wouldn't have been able to get here at all.

"I'm more concerned about you than this."

Meeting the ambiguous smile in Shuoyue's eyes, Karen raised her head, gave a soft hum, and turned her head away.

Silently waiting for the late but inevitable sermon of the new moon, it looked just like a disobedient child.

However, after waiting for a long time, Shuoyue did not speak. Instead, he felt a weight in his hand and subconsciously took the thing that Shuoyue handed him.

A small, pink rectangular gift box, tied perfectly with a blue ribbon.

"This is?"

"A friendly gift from my boss." The priest in the black robe seemed untouched, lazily slumping back in his chair, picking up his teacup. "I made this on a whim after flipping through some books these past couple of days... Should I open it now?"

“It’s all the same wherever you are. There are scissors on the table, by the way.” With that, Karen cut the ribbon without hesitation, opened the box, and took out a delicate white gold brooch. Her hand paused for a moment.

"What a pity, I thought it was a ring."

"Dream on, you devilish saintess." Shuoyue rolled her eyes at her. "This is just a magical costume I made on a whim, or rather, in your church's terms, it's..."

"Please don't say anything blasphemous, Father."

"Ahem, in short, it can generate a conceptual image once a day. When you have a demonic reaction, it will take most of the damage for you. I had someone test it last night. After wearing it, ordinary demons will only make you feel pain like 'pinching your finger'."

“That’s not pain anymore…” Karen whispered, her eyes lowered, but she still obediently tied the collar pin around her neck.

"Hmm, it looks much better. Really, none of the girls around me know how to dress up, so I have to help them." Shuoyue stared at Karen's outfit for a while and nodded in satisfaction. "I won't say anything like forbidding you from working. After all, helping others is a matter of mutual consent, and I don't want to overdo it."

"But at least, not getting your comrades hurt doesn't require anyone's consent."

—In addition, I also purged the church. The burial mechanism is not bad, but it depends on who it is compared to. Not to mention that there are no Twenty-Seven Dead Apostles in this world.

From now on, Karen's workload will be greatly reduced, right?

Of course, Shuoyue did not tell her this. She just calculated the time, ended her lazy morning rest, got up and left the infirmary.

Behind him, Karen lowered her eyes, her pale fingertips gently caressing the brooch, feeling its exquisite patterns.

For some reason, her heart suddenly raced, her mind went blank, and she was overwhelmed by unprecedented emotions.

Has a demon appeared?

He clutched his chest and looked around, but the weather was clear and laughter was ringing out. There was no sign of any evil.

It wasn't the wind that moved, but my heart.

Leaving work early and going home in the morning was an experience Ilya had never had before.

"Miyu, you don't need to leave early with me."

"It's okay, I'm still worried about you. The importance of compulsory education can't compare to yours at all."

"Hmm...sometimes I feel that your hobbies are too heavy."

"Ah, get out of the way!"

Suddenly, Miyu pushed Illya away, and the moment the two separated, an iron arrow fell and stuck in their original spot!

"what's the situation?!"

"It's an attack, on top of the telephone pole!"

When Ilya looked up, she saw a large black bird fly into the sky, and in a flash, it shot out a series of arrows, all heading towards her.

"ah--!"

She hurriedly got up and started running, dodging a series of attacks in a disheveled and comical manner, when a graceful figure blocked Ilya's path.

"You really are...you slip away so fast."

The girl with long pink hair and golden-red eyes stood up, still wearing her slightly revealing clothes, but now carrying a heavy black iron bow.

"Ilia."

"It's...it's appeared!" Ilya exclaimed in a panic, adopting a defensive stance.

"It's started talking, this black one."

"It has a personality?" Miyu asked incredulously. "It's not the same as a corrupted Heroic Spirit?"

"It seems like we can solve this through conversation. Quick, let's talk to her!"

Under Ruby's terrible suggestion, Ilya tremblingly offered the lollipop, but only leaned forward, not daring to take a step forward, her movements resembling feeding a wild beast: "Yes, I am your partner, not your enemy..."

Without hesitation, the black-clad 'Ilya' produced a short sword and shot it toward Ilya's head!

The girl instinctively looked down, and her school cap was tragically damaged, struck by a short knife, which then pierced her all the way to a telephone pole.

If you were to poke Ilya's little head, the scene would probably turn into an 18+ scene, right?

"What's wrong with you?"

"Hmm, you dodged it again." Faced with Ilya's questioning, the black 'Ilya,' also known as Chloe, fell into deep thought. "Your intuition and luck are ridiculously high. I was planning to take care of you discreetly, but it seems that's not going to happen—"

Having frankly admitted who was responsible for the countless accidents that occurred early in the morning, Chloe's hand glowed with blue light and shadow, and through magical forging, she revealed a pair of black and white swords!

"I might as well just kill you!"

With that adorable tilt of her head, she transformed into a ghostly figure in the next instant!

"Ah, Ruby!"

"Multi-faceted transformation!"

In the battle to capture the class cards, Illya and Ruby's teamwork was excellent. They transformed in a very short time, and Illya nimbly dodged the black one's attack before retreating rapidly towards the distant forest.

"I have absolutely no idea what's going on. Why am I being chased?"

"In any case, let's run to the outskirts first; we can't fight freely here."

"Hey, you despicable bastard, stop right there!" The magical girls can fly, but Chloe's way of chasing them is much more violent—she runs on the rooftops of the houses, and her speed is no less than that of flying!

"Wow, it's hopping and skipping after us!"

During the chase and retreat, the two magical girls and Chloe quickly arrived in the outskirts of town.

The moment she landed, Ilya finally made up her mind: "I can't just let myself be killed, so I'm going to teach you a lesson. Don't blame me!"

"Fire!"

The pink magic ball was thrown at Kuro, but the attack, which could have injured a class-specific Servant, was easily deflected by the latter, as if it were hitting a toy.

"what?"

Before Ilya could react, two swords flew toward where she was standing, forcing her to dodge.

"Hahahaha!" While laughing loudly, he recklessly squandered his magic power, throwing the projected Gan Jiang and Mo Xie around like projectiles. Amidst the bursts of fire, they displayed a power no less than that of a machine gun!

"Hey, you've gone too far, Ilya, give her a good shot!"

"One more time! Fire!"