Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

“If I were you, I'd better not say a word, Ilya.” Ruby had never spoken in such a serious tone. “Just slowly slip out of her sight… and then run as far away as you can!”

"My advice is the same as my sister's, Miyu-sama: this is no longer an area we can get involved in."

"Are we just going to... abandon that person like this?" Ilya looked at Bazett, feeling a pang of pity, but she didn't notice Chloe trembling behind her.

As a follower by nature, she is better able to see what kind of being Draco truly is.

Deny faith, deny the savior.

The embodiment of a beast that upholds the principles of depravity.

Even without knowing the secrets of the Grand Order and such, Draco's own rank is terrifying enough, a terrifying height that absolutely crushes the spirit origins of ordinary Servants.

“Ilya… this isn’t a question of ‘whether’ or ‘whether’, it’s a question of ‘whether’ or ‘whether’.” Chloe grabbed Ilya’s shoulders, unconsciously tightening her grip. “I can answer you right now—we simply cannot do it.”

Draco paid no attention to Illya and the others' conversation. She simply squinted as she watched the dying Bazett crawl to her cylindrical backpack and grab onto something that exuded a mysterious aura, like a drowning person grasping at a last straw.

"What is this?" The ancient aura piqued Draco's interest, but her usual arrogance made her ignore the danger.

The seven-headed, ten-horned red dragon roared, unleashing a world-ending wave.

"Very well, I'll see for myself after you die! —Rose Blood Tide!"

The unrestrained beast roared with laughter, unleashing a destructive frenzy to kill the ants before it. Little did it know that even the ants, weathered by a thousand years of wind and frost, possessed a treasure capable of slaying gods.

Barely managing to sit up before death, Bazett's right hand held a black sphere. As the near-fatal blood tide surged in, the iron clusters grew and coalesced, forging a short sword encircled by countless runes, which then hurtled towards the overwhelming blood tide.

"Slay the God of War's Sword!"

The legendary sword passed down through the Fraga clan is known as a Noble Phantasm capable of killing other Noble Phantasms.

Although activated later than the enemy's ultimate attack, it can rewind time and penetrate the enemy's heart before the ultimate attack is used. It is a Noble Phantasm that will create the impression that "the user was already dead before the activation," forcibly erasing the fact that the user had already activated the Noble Phantasm.

Even a Noble Phantasm of EX rank is powerless against it.

"It's just a change in causality, I can do it with a flick of my finger... um?"

Draco recognized the characteristics of the Reverse Light Sword the moment it was launched. Just as he was about to reverse the attack, he sensed a weakening effect.

"This is... a contract?!"

At the other end of the contract she signed with Shuoyue, a powerful suction force suddenly emerged, taking away most of the energy she had accumulated!

The sudden plunder was so swift and greedy that Draco struggled to even maintain his physical form, let alone perform the delicate maneuvers he was halfway through!

This also means that the causal law she had only partially modified hastily became a reality!

Although it rejected the "later strike, first strike" characteristic of the Reverse Light Sword, it was not erased in time. This causal law lost its carrier and instead fell on Draco's own attack!

“Something’s happened…” Draco snorted coldly, his eyes finally showing anxiety.

To everyone's astonishment, the catastrophic surge of rose blood reversed!

The tide, a mixture of black mud and blood flames, surged back and plowed across the ravaged land once more. Amidst the wails and cries of the dead, it surged toward Draco and the innocent Illya and the others who were caught in the crossfire!

"What, what should we do, Ruby!"

"A-grade magic barrier can't stop it, absolutely can't!"

"Even my projection magic couldn't achieve this level of skill!"

Amidst the bickering of the three girls, a red figure burst in and brazenly nestled into Miyu's arms.

"Open the Mirror Dimension portal, quick!"

"Huh? How did you know... By the way, who are you?!"

"Is this the time to talk about this... Hey! Don't push me! Anyway, I know Father Shuoyue! Now open the Mirror Realm, it's the only way to protect us. I'll temporarily block the attack, don't dawdle!"

"Oh... a ruby!"

"Received! The persistent variable has been removed from the imaginary axis, and the central coordinate is fixed..."

"Tsk, almost done? I can't hold on much longer!"

"Almost there, almost there, we've connected it into a 6-meter radius reflective loop..."

"I! Can't! Take! It! Anymore!"

“No—!”

"Start jumping!"

"It's too late, sister, use that trick, rafting..."

The second magic flashed by, and when the ravages of the blood tide ended, Rin and Luvia, who were hiding underground, barely managed to lift the rubble and crawl out, only to see the manor razed to the ground and Bazett lying unconscious on the ground.

As for the magical girls who were caught in the crossfire, and Draco, who acted on a whim but ended up getting himself into trouble with the new moon, they had already vanished without a trace in the chaotic energy storm.

Where did they go? And which world did they jump to using the Second Law's costume?

All of this remains unknown.

Chapter 333 Chaldea: As Unreliable as Ever

Chapter 334 Chaldea: As Unreliable as Ever

Come on, let's say that name we've been waiting for so long—

Chaldea.

In 1948, the human rights protection organization Phineas Chaldea was established.

In conclusion, I'm counting on you two this time, Ritsuka, Mashu.

The orange-haired doctor still wore that kind smile as he smiled at the two girls.

"I'm going to prepare for the spirit transfer, wait a moment."

Dr. Roman sat back in his chair, the sound of typing on his keyboard filling the air, while the two girls stood silently to the side, awaiting their upcoming trip to the singularity.

A singularity is an abnormal world separated from the normal timeline; it is a singularity that must be eliminated in order to protect human reason.

In addition to the eight initiation points set up in human history by the Demon King Goetia for the purpose of burning away human reason, and Goetia's headquarters, there are several smaller singularities besides the Grand Temple of Time, which is independent of the timeline.

In the game FGO, they are called "Event Singularities".

Fujimaru Ritsuka's mission at Chaldea, the organization that ensures the continuation of human history, is to travel to various singularities and repair distorted history.

While the doctor was busy, Ritsuka noticed that her cute junior, Mashuu, was daydreaming.

"What's wrong, Mashu? Are you feeling unwell?" The red-haired Ritsuka took a few steps forward, happily took off Mashu's glasses, and then ruffled her soft, short hair.

"Ah, no, senpai." Mashu, unfazed, reached out and pushed Ritsuka away, then took her glasses and put them back on. "It's nothing, uh, although it's nothing... but for some reason, I seem to feel an unprecedented unease."

After thinking for a moment, Mashu shook her head, clearing her mind of distractions: "It's nothing, please don't mind, senpai!"

Before she could finish speaking, Ritsuka pressed her forehead against hers. Mashu's eyes widened as she saw her senior's clear, smiling orange eyes.

"Mashu, are you tired? Is your forehead hot?"

"Uh...forehead! It's okay, um...my temperature is normal!" The pink-haired junior was so shocked that her cheeks turned red, and she couldn't even speak clearly. "I'm as energetic as ever, no, more energetic than ever before!"

"Is that so?" Ritsuka finished her daily task of teasing her junior and ended the kissing session with satisfaction. Behind her, the Knight King, draped in a blue quilt and looking dashing, stepped forward.

A bad feeling? It's alright, don't worry about it, Master. I will accompany you this time, and no matter what unexpected crisis arises, I will clear a path with the holy sword in my hand!

“Miss Artoria…” Mashu uttered the name of the Knight King, her face finally regaining its composure as she smiled and said, “You’re right, thank you.”

“Yes, yes, we will also fully support you from the control room.” Dr. Roman retorted, “We will correct any errors immediately.”

The doctor's words had only diverted Ritsuka's attention, causing her to show a look of utter disdain.

"What you're saying doesn't carry any credibility at all, doctor?"

Recalling the various accidents that had happened in the past, the doctor chuckled awkwardly, "This... this time it won't happen! Alright, preparations complete, system working perfectly!"

"Everything being normal means the most abnormal thing is..." Ritsuka muttered to herself, but she still obediently lay down in the transfer pod with Mashu. The doctor didn't have time to joke with Ritsuka and started operating the machine with a serious expression.

"Sheba is showing normal signs, all vital signs are normal... Spiritual particle transfer—begin!"

The familiar tunnel opened, and amidst the sounds of rushing through, Ritsuka and Mashu felt as if their entire bodies had been pulled away and plunged into the endless universe.

That's why they didn't hear the alarm that suddenly went off in the control room a few seconds later.

Finally, the doctor let out a pathetic cry.

"Huh!? What...what is this!?"

"My surveillance cameras here... are also acting strangely..." A melodious female voice came from another location, but it was also full of anxiety.

"Ugh, as usual, there's a problem!" The doctor had barely started speaking when several staff members cast disdainful glances at him.

Who was it that confidently declared, 'This time it won't happen again'?

"Haha, let's not talk about that for now. This is bad, what exactly—"

“Hurry...it’s about to be—…!” Leonardo da Vinci shouted.

"I'm working on it! Although I am—this isn't a normal numerical change, it's a trap!" The doctor operated at lightning speed. "A huge cave has appeared before the usual spirit particle transfer point, and ordinary trajectory correction won't be enough to save us!"

"So that's how it is! Then jump! Use jump, Romani!"

"The anchor point has been set, no, it's too late, we're going to drift!"

As chaos erupted in the control room, Ritsuka and Mashu were struck as if by a heavy blow. In their dazed state, they felt as if they had deviated from the predetermined path and were heading to some unknown world.

Along with them came a dozen or so orbs of light, and... travelers from another world who had also 'drifted' in from another crack.

Senior. (This phrase is used to refer to a senior or elder.)

At the familiar call, Ritsuka groaned, flipped over, and then suddenly sat up. Her Master's discipline brought her back to her senses, and she looked around.

This is a pristine white sand beach, where the clear blue ocean ripples gently, caressing the sand.

Beside her, Mashu, wearing a form-fitting dress and holding a giant shield in her right hand, half-squatted on the ground, her worry gradually turning into a joyful smile.

"You're awake, senior. That's wonderful..."

"Well, where is this place?"

Upon hearing this, Little Eggplant frowned: "...I don't know. It seems the spirit transfer didn't work properly. At least one thing is certain: this isn't the original destination."

"Fou!" A snow-white little beast climbed onto Mashu's trouser leg, its long pink ears twitching. It quickly climbed onto Mashu's head, then leaped down and pounced on Ritsuka's head.

"Haha, stop fooling around, Fou, you came too." Ritsuka quickly got up, pulled Fou off, and then plucked a handful of her snow-white fur with lingering satisfaction. Behind them, the Servants also finished their dizziness after the Spirit Transfer and stood up unsteadily.