Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

"For some reason, this kind of thing feels perfectly natural if it's the new moon," Tamamo-no-Mae remarked, squinting her eyes.

"Ugh, it sounds like bones being crushed..."

"Little Blackie, don't scare me!"

"My brother... he should be alright, right..."

The three little ones chattered excitedly, casting their concerned glances at the figure inside the beam of light.

No matter what, they still need Shuoyue to get back!

"Wait a minute!" Mashu suddenly exclaimed, "Look, hasn't Mr. Sakugetsu gotten smaller?"

Before everyone could focus their attention and take a closer look, the white beam of light dissipated, and in its place... was a small boy who was hurriedly putting on a black robe!

"This...this is!" Mordred's eyes widened in disbelief as she exclaimed, "A little kid?"

"You're the little brat, Mordred!" Amidst the cursing, the white-haired, golden-eyed boy finally donned his priest's robes again, and with a flick of his wrist, eight black keys appeared. "It's bad enough that you upset Ahoge, but now you dare to criticize me? Believe me or not, I'll roast you into a braised lion's head for lunch!"

"Come on then! Although I can't beat you, I... wait, what kind of nonsense is this?! No way, you just wait, at least until today is over!"

"Hmph, defeated general, I'm ready to fight you anytime!"

"You...you better remember this!"

Mordred, suffering the punishment of "truth or dare," retreated in a sorry state. Ritsuka and Mashu looked at the handsome little boy who seemed ready to explode at the slightest touch, unsure whether to let their maternal instincts take over or to back away.

"I feel like Sakuzuki Onii-chan's temper has become much more irritable."

"Yes, it wasn't like this before."

Upon hearing this, Mashu turned her head, her expression somewhat surprised: "Miss Illya, Miss Miyu, and Miss Kuro...aren't you surprised?"

"What's so surprising? He used to look like this when he fooled us." Xiao Hei said calmly, "Ah, though he wasn't as emotional as he is now."

"Speaking of which, what's the punishment called... regression, right?" Ilya had never seen Sakumo so out of control before, and was momentarily taken aback.

"Could it be that even the mind?!" Miyu covered her mouth in disbelief, only to find that Sakugetsu was already looking at them.

"Hey, Miyu, and you guys too!" As she spoke, Sakuyue walked quickly toward them.

"Ah...Here!" Illya and the others immediately stood at attention, even Ritsuka couldn't help but hold her breath, fearing that she would be targeted by this irritable boy.

However, when Shuoyue walked over, his expression had returned to calm. Looking at the timid Meiyu, the young man—no, or rather, the boy—stood on tiptoe and somewhat awkwardly patted her shoulder:

"Didn't you want to know about your cooking skills? It's almost lunchtime, let's go."

"Ah... okay." Miyu quickly agreed, feeling a sense of relief.

Anyway, as long as my brother can recover, that's all that matters.

The girls, having relaxed their minds, were unaware of the chaotic scene that was about to unfold before them.

Chapter 369 The Intimidating Force from the Young Chef

Chapter 370 The Intimidating Force from the Young Chef

At noon, in the kitchen of the Wu family courtyard.

According to the recollections of Cú Chulainn, Illya, Ritsuka, and even Artoria—

That was an incredibly painful experience.

A certain man—no, a certain hot-tempered young boy—proved his Dao through killing in the kitchen. The cruelty of his methods and the sharpness of his words were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Even after running back to her room and closing the door, she could still hear a chorus of curses coming from the kitchen.

"That's enough of you!"

Enraged, even her spirit dress materialized. Dressed in red and resembling a nagging old woman, Shuoyue, her face dark, unleashed a powerful attack on Illya:

"How do you manage to cook food that's even darker than your brother's?!"

Turning her head, Shuoyue picked up one of Xiao Hei's creations, but despite exerting force with her wrist, she failed to crush the dish, and a 'well' character immediately appeared on her forehead.

"This vegetable is damn tough, so tough that Mashu could use it to build the walls of Camelot!"

At this point, Shuoyue simply gave up on appreciating each item and began to speak directly:

"The only thing that's cooked through and not burnt today is that damn tuna sushi!"

"And Ritsuka, you're cooking rice, not some ochazuke (rice with tea)!"

"Is this your flatbread, Diarmuid? I thought it was my projection of the Sevenfold Ring of the Blazing Sky!"

"You're asking what's wrong with your food? Enkidu could trigger a special attack just by stepping on it!"

"Master, what exactly is going on?"

Not long after Artoria entered the room, she saw Sakuya jumping up and down cursing. She couldn't help but shrink under the dining table and turn her head to ask Ritsuka and the others who were lying next to her.

"Ah, well..." Ritsuka scratched her head, giving an awkward yet polite smile, "After all, Mr. Sakuzuki has shrunk, and the Servants are all very curious, so while Sakuzuki was busy in the kitchen, they all offered to help..."

The problem is, apart from Tamamo-no-Mae and Kiyohime, two virtuous wives and mothers, and Miyu, who has been raised with these qualities since childhood, how could a group of heroic spirits who only know how to wield swords and spears possibly know how to cook?

The result, of course, was that she made things worse by trying to help, and Shuoyue's anger level rose and rose, until finally it exploded like a powder keg, giving indiscriminate blows to the thugs present.

"Waaaaah, I'm useless..."

As they were talking, Illya, wearing a QAQ expression, ran over in tears and threw herself into Ritsuka's arms, sobbing uncontrollably: "Onii-chan said I put too much oil in, and even said I must have boiled Gilgamesh's armor... By the way, what kind of nasty guy is Gilgamesh anyway?!"

Before Ritsuka could offer any words of comfort, Sakuzuki Wanru's voice rang out again in the small kitchen:

"I just cooked this! A whole table full of food! Where is it?!"

"Huh? Wait a minute, that's strange..." Cú Chulainn, who was guarding the table to prevent food from being stolen, was stunned. He never expected that he had been distracted for a moment by watching Kojiro make a fool of himself, and the several plates of good food on the table had been eaten clean!

Seeing Shuoyue roll up her sleeves and stride aggressively toward him, Dog Brother couldn't help but panic:

"Um, Shuoyue? Brother Shuoyue, please let me explain..."

With a 'smack', Shuoyue jumped onto the dining table and slapped the two thick slices of bread she was holding onto Cú Chulainn's face:

"Tell me, what are you?!"

For some reason, Cú Chulainn also understood Shuoyue's sarcasm. He glanced away, sweating profusely, and said in a sorrowful tone:

“I am… idiot sandwich.”

"Pfft." The ahoge (cowlick) under the table chuckled. Ritsuka turned her head to look and caught a glimpse of the rice crumbs at the corner of her mouth.

"Um... Miss Artoria, how long have you been here?"

"Hmm, just for a little while, maybe a few minutes?" Because of the punishment, Artoria was quite honest.

Can you finish four or five dishes in a few minutes?

Ritsuka was sweating profusely, but the shrunken Sakugetsu didn't care about anything else and angrily said:

"Hey, whether you're Artoria or Mordred, tell me, did you steal the food?!"

[Punishment details: Contestants are only allowed to tell the truth and must answer any questions asked.]

How despicable! They actually tried to force me to show myself in this way!

The little hairy thing under the table was startled and quickly covered its mouth, trying to escape from the kitchen. However, as soon as it stood up, its mouth started moving uncontrollably:

"No, it wasn't me! I just saw some food on the table, and... ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!"

Amidst a cry of pain, Artoria's delicate face was grabbed and pinched. Shuoyue showed no mercy as she pinched her cheeks, threw the glutton out of the kitchen, and then slammed the door shut.

"From this moment forward, no British servants or dogs are allowed inside!"

They actually executed all the British-affiliated Servants... Ritsuka, who was lying down pretending to be dead, raised her head slightly and looked up at Sakutsuki, who had her hands on her hips and a face full of displeasure. Suddenly, she found it super interesting.

Compared to the incredibly calm and collected Shuoyue in her Hawaiian shirt, this energetic and lively young boy has a unique charm.

"Are you deliberately trying to mess with me?!"

The sound of someone's madness echoed in the courtyard. Perhaps a little red dragon could calm the furious Shuoyue down, but unfortunately, she was too busy secretly watching the show to take the initiative to stop the commotion.

Ahem, in short, today's lunch was delayed by about two hours for various reasons. During that time, how many Servants got to eat the dishes they or others 'carefully' prepared, causing a commotion... Of course, that's a story for another time.

After lunch, having finally escaped the torment of the kitchen, Sakuyue found Artoria hiding somewhere on the island.

"It may be a cliché, but this kind of heart-to-heart talk is essential for you, isn't it?"

"Eh, Shuo, Shuo Yueqing?"

The trees stand beside the winding stream, their canopies dense yet not cramped. When the wind blows, the treetops sway gently, creating a verdant sea on the clear stream.

Even with the occasional melodious birdsong and the sound of streams splashing against the rocks, the scenery itself remains still, like a beautiful amber mingled with verdant green and azure blue.

The blonde girl took off her armor, sat on a blue stone in the stream, and stared blankly at the endless sky and clouds.

When the new moon followed the magical trail to find Artoria, a gentle breeze blew her long hair, and the scene came to life, reflected in the girl's holy blue eyes, sparkling brightly.

He quietly approached her and sat down beside her.

"Shuoyueqing?" Lost in her own world, Artoria only reacted at this moment, startled. "How did you find me?"

Because of the punishment, she and Mordred tacitly fled the camp after lunch, fearing that they would be tricked into revealing their little secret.

"Are you taking a walk here alone, my king?" Shuoyue didn't answer the question, but smiled and said, "If you have any troubles on your mind, you might as well confide in me—for example, your feelings for Mordred?"

Since this wasn't a question, Artoria was able to think for a moment, then shook her head and gave her answer:

"I have no idea."

Curled up, hugging her legs, the girl with her ahoge (cowlick) gazed into the distance. Although she wasn't cold in her swimsuit, she looked more delicate: "Lord Mordred... although she is nominally my child, I have always regarded her as a Knight of the Round Table. There is no familial affection between us."

"Keeping public and private matters separate is a wonderful approach," Shuoyue praised first, then added, "Indeed, you are flawless in your public affairs, but what about your private affairs?"

"Have you had a serious talk with Mordred in private?"

The "idiot sandwich" is a humorous meme. The English name is "idiot sandwich," where "idiot" means sandwich, and the combination is "idiot sandwich." It originated in European and American food shows, where chefs would use it to reprimand apprentices by placing two pieces of bread on either side of the person's face and asking what they were. The apprentice's answer would be...

Chapter 370 The Living King Arthur and Avalon

Chapter 371 The Living King Arthur and Avalon

Reality is not a game.

In the game, as long as you include a character in your team, their bond points will keep increasing even if they don't appear in the game. But reality is different.