Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

It's definitely more harmonious around the kids... just kidding!

"You lecherous monster, you bastard, you pervert!"

boom!

Magic light bullets poured out like they were free, exploding into a cloud of dust that smeared Fujimaru Ritsuka's face. But she didn't bother to wipe it off; she just stared blankly at the carnage in front of her, dumbfounded.

"What...what happened?"

On the beach ahead, a young man in a Hawaiian shirt was running away in a sorry state, while behind him, Ilya, wearing a blue polka-dot swimsuit, unleashed astonishing power and relentlessly pursued him, wielding her ruby ​​wand.

"Yes, it's because of this child... Senpai." Mashu blushed and pointed tremblingly at a figure not far away. Ritsuka looked over and saw Miyu and Kuro standing on either side, dressed in red and white and pink swimsuits like protective mother hens, and sandwiched between them was...

"Wait, a bikini?!"

Fujimaru was shocked. Looking at Draco, who was dressed extremely provocatively and was practically wrapped in strips of cloth, he instantly understood the reason for Illya's rampage.

Even though he's only the size of a toddler, it's so shameless of him to dress like that, yet Draco himself seems completely unconcerned!

This outfit is just... just...

"Um, senior?"

"This is so exciting!" Ritsuka exclaimed, giving a thumbs-up. "Thank you for the treat!"

"Senpai! Ritsuka-senpai!" Meeting Miyu and Kuro's suddenly wary gazes, Mashu was both embarrassed and angry, and slapped Ritsuka on the head. "Why are you talking nonsense again? Get back to normal!"

"No, what does this have to do with me!" On the other side, Shuoyue, who was still struggling to survive amidst a hail of bullets, was quite speechless. "This is the Holy Grail's own judgment, and it's not something I can change!"

"It's all your fault! Who told you to kidnap Draco!" Illya was clearly enraged and determined to take revenge for both the old and new grudges.

Just then, the sky suddenly darkened, followed by a loud "boom".

“This is…” Ritsuka suddenly felt a cool sensation on her face, wiped her cheeks, and then looked up at the sky.

The silvery rain fell in a light drizzle, soon growing heavier until large raindrops pounded on the ground with a dull 'plop'.

After five sweltering days, rain began to fall on the island.

Thus, the dreamlike illusion of the holiday was shattered, and everyone was forced to face a harsh reality—

They hadn't had time to build shelter from the rain.

"Quick, senior, get under my shield!"

"And what about Ilya and the others? The shields can't hide so many people!"

"Hey, there's a small cave on the cliff edge here. Let's go in!"

Mordred shouted from a short distance away, and before they were soaked to the bone, the group swarmed into the cave.

Only Draco slowed down at some point, and finally stopped altogether, letting out a cold snort.

Above her head, a diamond-shaped light curtain unfolded, catching all the raindrops.

With a hand gently stroking her hair, the young man took off his Hawaiian shirt and gently draped it over Draco, smiling.

Even I think your outfit is a bit too much.

"You don't like it?"

"Heh, let's consider it when you become the third spirit origin." Shuoyue rolled her eyes, then picked up little Draco and walked freely in the pouring rain, with a pale blue light barrier accompanying her and shielding her from the wind and rain.

"Let's go, what kind of house do you want to build?"

"Hmm, let me think about it..."

Chapter 343 Lancer Kiyohime, Starting the Conquest

Chapter 344 Kiyohime, Starting the Conquest Strategy

The cave was pitch black, except for a dozen pairs of eyes shining brightly.

"Oh dear, you're all soaked, a completely soaked fox! If only I could be a beautiful, glistening fox..."

"Ouch... My skin is all red from being hit!"

Has Britain ever experienced such torrential rain?

"The rain in the south is so cold, I've never heard of that before."

"Kiyohime, could you light a fire?"

"Master...Master, you've finally made up your mind. Of course, please entrust it to me. Come, give me your whole being, embrace me, and let my warmth permeate your very bones..."

"Miss Kiyohime! Master's intention should simply be to light a fire!"

"Oh... I see..."

"Haha, instead of that, let's try to build a small cabin after the rain stops."

As Fujimaru was saying this, Ilya suddenly exclaimed in surprise from the side.

"Draco... Draco is missing!"

Missing?

Everyone suddenly became more alert. Although Draco tried his best to make himself invisible, how could they not have developed feelings for each other after five days?

When did it disappear?

Are there other creatures in the cave?

"Won't she get caught in the rain outside?"

Amidst the cacophony of voices, Artoria's shout came from the cave entrance: "Found her! She's outside, uh..."

Without pondering why the ahoge (cowlick) suddenly stopped working, the group rushed to the cave entrance, only to find Draco, whom they were looking for, walking in the rain with the 'villain' who called himself New Moon. The azure displacement space provided them with a sanctuary, and judging from Draco's calm and relaxed expression, he was clearly enjoying the tranquility.

The scene of walking in the rain was so harmonious that Ritsuka was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses.

"Wait, isn't that Shuoyue your enemy?"

"He's the one calling himself Shuoyue! That name clearly belongs to a priest!" At this point, Ilya also realized, "Wait a minute, Draco said she knew Shuoyue, could it be that she actually knew this... Ughhhh, she saved us?!"

See, Shuoyue is just too lazy to change her name, and little Ilya's CPU is about to burn out again.

“Let’s just assume that the person Draco knows is this younger version of Luna,” Chloe said. “But what are they doing now? Judging from their expressions, they seem to be looking for a suitable place… to build a house?”

“But we need a lot of materials to build a house…” Before Miyu could finish speaking, Ilya shouted defiantly, “I don’t believe that perverted lecher can be better than us!”

This young man is really wronged, isn't he? The choice of spirit clothes isn't something he can decide...

Ritsuka twitched her lips, but it was clear that Ilya had a lot of opinions about this Sakugetsu, and she wouldn't refute Ilya based on speculation.

Moreover, Ilya is right. With only two people and scarce materials, building facilities is simply a pipe dream.

Compared to building a house, Ritsuka prefers Sakuzuki's understanding nature and doesn't want to stay in the cave with them and escalate the conflict... After all, there's also the Red Rage version of Illya here.

But just then, Mashu exclaimed in surprise:

"Senior, look!"

"Speaking of which, has your way of addressing me changed again?"

Hand in hand, they walked together. Shuoyue focused intently on finding a suitable open space, while Draco was absent-minded, occasionally stealing glances at the young man's profile.

“Draco is an unpleasant name, and you don’t like Nero the Beast… After much thought, Your Majesty is more suitable for you.”

"Hmm, besides me, what about that stupid, foolish, and clumsy Nero? What should you call him?"

"Is there even a question?" Shuoyue responded to the question with a confident smile.

"Why not just call them by their first name?"

To address a young emperor bound by poison and intrigue for life by her first name signifies that someone is still willing to love her as a friend.

Facing the little red dragon who had returned from the fall of beasts and borne the evil of humanity, she affectionately called her Your Majesty, indicating that she would serve and protect her for life.

Whether Draco understood the implication in Shuoyue's words or not, she made an "uh-huh" sound, pondered for a moment, and then casually pointed.

"I've made up my mind, I'll stay here."

Shuoyue was taken aback: "Are you sure? This is a small hill, you know. It will be very difficult to build a palace here."

"A palace?" Draco was even more surprised than Luna. "So you're this extravagant? A small house would be enough for you..."

Shuoyue looked at Draco, who was blinking his eyes and looking very serious, and fell silent.

If his memory and destiny compass are working correctly, did this emperor ever make some grand declaration, like, "Bring me wine, bring me dishes, bring me the palace! Tonight I will sleep in a soft velvet bed"?

Shuoyue, who had not yet grasped the principle that "you can't take a girl's angry words seriously," was acutely aware of just how fickle the person in front of her was.

"Sigh... Alright, whatever you say."

In the end, Shuoyue compromised: "What kind of house do you want to build?"

"Let's do it your way. I'm used to living in Roman-style palaces." Draco waved his hand, appearing magnanimous.

Shuoyue smiled slightly and snapped her fingers casually.

[Parallel projection unfolds, casting begins]

This extraordinary magic, comparable to the First Magic in terms of infrastructure, is now displaying its brilliance.

Thus, white walls and black tiles, pavilions and waterside terraces... architectural components with a strong Chinese style emerged one after another like building blocks, fitting together perfectly to create a courtyard full of ancient charm!

Ignoring the exclamations drifting from afar, Shuoyue opened the courtyard gate and smiled, "Let's go, the interior facilities also need to be projected little by little."

"Hmm, this is really a convenient magic trick."

As he said this, Draco curled the corners of his mouth, took light steps into the courtyard, closed the gate, and shut out the several lingering gazes outside.

Behind Shuoyue's back, which she couldn't see, her tail swayed back and forth, as if dancing with smug delight.

Let us return to the deep, dark, and barren cave.

After witnessing Suki's heroic act, Ritsuka was completely devastated and knelt on the ground in a dejected, forward-leaning posture.

who I am? where am I? What am I going to do?

Why is it that while we're still struggling to survive, that guy has already switched to creative mode?

I'm shivering with cold; my hands and feet are freezing even in broad daylight. What will it take for our Master to satisfy you? Hell is empty...

After instinctively finishing a set of punches, Ritsuka hugged the soft and sweet Mashu, and it took her a long time to pull herself together.