Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

Once everything was ready, Sakugetsu activated the communication array that Sagara Hyoma had carved in the room.

The light screen unfolded, and soon there was a response, projecting a pitch-black royal chamber onto the white-painted wall.

The candlelight flickered, and the figures of two men appeared, meeting the gazes of Shuoyue and the others.

"It seems your summoning has ended, Sagara Hyoma—no, you are not him."

Danic, the patriarch of the Thousand World Tree and leader of the 'Black' faction, narrowed his eyes as he looked at Shuoyue and Liudao Lingxia appearing on the screen, his tone chilling.

"Now that the communication technology has fallen into your hands, does that mean that idiot Sagara Hyoma is dead?"

"Hehe..." Shuoyue's laughter was exactly the same as the old man who summoned him. "If it was that blond young master from the Sagara family, he would have been executed on the spot for trespassing into the heart of my family's territory."

"Who are you?"

“Oh dear, you really do have a bad memory, Danick Preston Yggdomirenia.”

Even with the black mist obscuring him, the person speaking with Danic exuded an air of old age, like a dying old man or a wildfire that had crawled out of hell.

"Wasn't it you, the great Lord of the Thousand Worlds, who killed our previous patriarchs and banished our Osare clan from the Thousand Worlds Tree?"

The Osare family.

This was the name of the dark magic family that Shuoyue had learned from the Clock Tower, a family he had completely slaughtered.

Naturally, Shuoyue also obtained information about this family, as well as their motives for participating in the Holy Grail War.

"Osare, Osare... It's you! I didn't expect your clan to have migrated to the Far East!"

The man on the other end of the communication channel had a changing expression. Seeing that Danic finally remembered, Shuoyue continued to play tricks.

"Hehehe, you are too kind. If you want to create a new magic organization, why don't you tell this old man? We, the Osare clan, would be happy to help the Thousand World Tree defeat the Clock Tower."

Speaking in a strange, ambiguous tone, Shuoyue laughed hoarsely, and pointed her hand, hidden in the gray mist, at Artoria, who was draped in a black robe.

"How about we, the Masters of Osare, and those she has summoned, come to your aid?"

Chapter 391 The Black Saber Who Conceals Her True Name

Chapter 392 The Black One Who Conceals His True Name

That bastard Sagara Hyoma... just how much did he confess?!

Looking at the 'old man' whose face was covered and whose appearance was completely unrecognizable, Danic was both shocked and angry.

They had only just summoned their Servant when a message came from Hyoma Sagara. Darnic assumed it was Hyoma who had successfully summoned a Heroic Spirit and was coming to report the good news. However, what appeared before everyone in the Royal Chamber was a group of mysterious individuals who claimed to be from the Osare clan.

Even though the process of building the World Tree was fraught with twists and turns, and he experienced a lot of infighting and underhanded dealings, Danic still had a deep memory of the Osare clan.

After all, it was Danic who secretly sabotaged their family's magical crest.

There was no particular reason; it was simply because the magic of the Osare clan was too extreme. Even within the Thousand World Tree, it would be considered a black sheep, a heretical path that harmed others without benefiting itself. Yet, it was incredibly powerful, posing a significant threat to Danic's rule.

After collaborating with the Escort family, who were also wary of the Osare family, Danic successfully eradicated the family and expelled them from the country... This happened more than a decade ago.

As a brilliant politician, Danic naturally felt no remorse; he was more concerned with the Osare family's objectives and how much they knew.

Did they know that Danic had conspired with others to kill the head of the family?

Now that they've proposed a collaboration with the Thousand World Tree, what exactly is the Osare family up to?

However, all the thinking and all the suspicion came to an abrupt end after the 'old man' revealed his trump card.

"I think you wouldn't refuse a Master and Servant from my clan, would you?"

The old man, chuckling, pointed to a cloaked figure to the side. Danick looked in the direction he was pointing and his expression changed drastically.

"This is...! You actually summoned a Servant!"

Although separated by communication, Darnick, as the Master, could still access information about the Servant. While he could only confirm the basic parameters of the Servant before him, the AAA-level stamina, agility, and magical power were enough to impress Darnick.

Without making a sound, he turned his gaze to Vlad III on the throne, and they began to communicate through the threads of cause and effect.

It's definitely a class... Yes, its performance is extremely outstanding... Don't worry, the current World Tree is not something that the mere Osare can shake, especially with you in charge... Hmm, that's what I think too.

Since they've come to us willingly, we might as well swallow them whole—the Thousand World Tree is now big enough for that.

After reaching a consensus, Danic put on a familiar smile, looking warm and harmless.

"Since the Osare clan is so willing, then we at the Thousand World Tree welcome your arrival. Of course, if you wish to return your entire clan to the embrace of the Thousand World Tree, we would also be very happy to do so..."

"Hehe, let's skip it." Shuoyue maintained the same attitude, neither pleased nor annoyed. "More than ten years have passed, and Osare's magic base has already merged with the East. You don't need to worry about it."

Whether it was the initiative falling into the other party's hands, or Shuoyue's unpredictable nature, both made Danic quite uncomfortable, but his expression remained unchanged, and he continued speaking with a smile:

"In that case, Yggdrasil looks forward to the arrival of its seventh Master."

His gaze swept across the gray mist 'old man' in the image, the unknown servant draped in a black robe, and the green-skirted woman standing respectfully to the side. Danic nodded to each of them, then closed the communication, his smile vanishing instantly, replaced by a stern expression.

"This is really chaotic."

First, the Mage's Association somehow managed to activate the Greater Grail's preparation system; then Vlad III was seriously injured by assassins due to underestimating his opponent, forcing Darnic to use two Command Seals; now, the Osare family has crawled out of their graves and actually summoned it in place of Hyoma Sagara, forcing Yggdrasil to accept this anomaly...

So many unexpected events weighed heavily on Danic's mind, and he looked out the window.

Dark clouds gathered in the distance, foreshadowing an impending mountain rain.

But whenever he turned his head and looked at the four Servants below the throne who had sworn their loyalty, Darnic's heart was rekindled with passion.

Magnificent and grand, solemn and awe-inspiring, no amount of praise can adequately describe this scene.

In addition to the "black" of "black" of "black", there is the "black" that was summoned in advance, as well as the majestic Grand Prince of Wallachia sitting on the throne, "black".

Apart from the one who was summoned by an anomaly in Shinjuku, the other six have all gathered among the kings.

In a situation like the Holy Grail War, it's rare for more than two people to exist in the same space simultaneously. Even if it's due to alliances or battles, there are at most two or three. And usually, they're in a state of mutual slaughter, constantly on guard against each other.

But now, they have acknowledged a new kind of war—the Holy Grail War—and pledged to fight together.

With these powerful familiars participating in this struggle, how could they, the Black Faction, and the Yggdrasil, not achieve their long-cherished wish!

Overcome with confidence, Danic turned and, holding the scepter symbolizing the Lord of the World Tree, bowed to Vlad III on the throne.

"My lord, they are the Servants summoned by our Black Master, your subordinates."

"Hmm." The noble-looking king rose, his deep, resonant voice echoing among the kings.

"My name is Vlad Tsepesh. O all who seek the Holy Grail and answer the call, let the Black faction triumph!"

This is a concise and to-the-point encouragement from the leader to the Servants.

Darnic nodded in agreement, and as the head of the Masters and the patriarch of the Yggdrasil family, he looked at the uniformly dressed Masters and continued the Grand Duke's words.

"After summoning them, we, the Yggdrasil, embarked on a path of no return, a path of slaughter."

The man, whose appearance remained unchanged even after sixty years, raised his palm, causing his platinum robe, symbolizing the World Tree, to surge violently.

"But! When this great battle ends, the one who fights to the very end as Master will surely receive boundless glory!"

In the public eye, Danic spoke with fervor and intensity, his arms outstretched as if he were embracing the entire world.

"No need to fear! Because we already possess that omnipotent wish-granting machine... we possess the Greater Grail!"

It came from a family, from a man's sixty-year obsession, and resounded among the kings of the fortress of Mirenia.

"We will surely win!"

Danic proved himself to be an outstanding politician and orator. With just a few words, he dispelled the gloom brought by the Osare family and the Mage's Association, invigorating the Masters present. The Servants looked at this superior and the 'King' he served, nodding in silent approval. The Masters stroked the Command Seals on the back of their hands, looking at the Servants who resonated with them, their spirits soaring.

After the storm passed, normal communication between the Wangs finally resumed.

"Ah, everyone, shall we start by introducing ourselves? Okay? Come on! I'm... my real name is Astolfo. And you?"

—In this way, they spoke earlier than anyone else.

Under the enthusiastic approach of Astolfo (Astolfo for short), who claimed to be one of Charlemagne's twelve warriors, most of the Servants overcame their initial awkwardness and openly revealed their true names to everyone.

"Black" refers to Astolfo, one of Charlemagne's twelve warriors and a great adventurer.

"Black" refers to Chiron, the legendary Greek centaur sage.

"Black" refers to Frankenstein, the freak of nature, and the artificial life form created by Victor Frankenstein.

In addition to these three, there were two other Servants who were summoned earlier.

Vlad III, the Grand Prince of Wallachia, who reigned supreme in the Black Faction, was a figure of great renown in Romania.

"Black" refers to Solomon Ibn Qabirull, the creator of the Kabbalah magic base and a master puppet maker, or Avisbro.

By now, the true names and identities of the Black Faction Servants have been almost completely revealed. However, the true name of the strongest and most crucial class Servant has been stubbornly concealed by his Master.

"I do not intend to reveal this person's real name to anyone other than Danic."

When the fat man with artistic blond hair and a rather large physique uttered these words, hisses filled the royal court, and the Masters all looked at the pot-bellied man with displeasure.

Gold Mujik Yugdomirenia.

In an instant, the Master who openly defied the atmosphere, and the young swordsman he summoned with long silver-gray hair and a bare chest with blue markings, became the target of everyone's anger.

What kind of Servant was summoned that made this Master willing to break the already signed treaty and conceal the Servant's true name?

The Eskell family is the same family of mages that Sereneka belongs to... Yes, the same family that stripped Astolfo naked and was then beheaded by Mordred. Their family also practices dark magic.

Chapter 392 Shuoyue's Bold Plan

Chapter 393 Shuoyue's Bold Plan

Looking at the smug Gordes, the Master, the dark magician Sereneka, asked in a deliberately cold voice:

The announcement of their real names was pre-arranged, wasn't it? It's utterly disheartening that it all came to nothing.

“That’s because I hadn’t obtained the catalyst yet back then,” Gold said, carefully tucking the box into his arms. It seemed he intended to completely conceal even the catalyst.

"Uncle Gold, is hiding your true name really such an important matter?"

When asked by his Master, Fiore, the direct heir of Yggdrasil, Gordes solemnly affirmed, "Revealing my true name would be fatal for me. The fewer mouths that reveal it, the better."

For everyone, their real name is information that must be hidden with utmost care. No matter how famous a hero is, their end is often a violent death.

Revealing their real names would expose the cause of their deaths as a fatal weakness.

If the person died from poisoning, then simply administer some form of poison; if the person was killed by an arrow, then simply shoot an arrow. If a particular part of the body is a weak point, then simply aim for that spot.

Even if the weakness causing death cannot be found, a hero possessing the Dragon Factor will have poor compatibility with a dragon-slaying weapon. Even if one isn't lucky enough to happen to possess that weapon, there's a high probability that a countermeasure can be devised by informing others.