Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

Of course, there are also some people who have no problem revealing their real names, and people like Astolfo are typical examples.

Danic glanced quickly at Vlad III. He nodded with a hearty smile. As Danic's son, Vlad III naturally knew what kind of person the "Black" Gordes had summoned was. Therefore, the king, known for his cruelty, nodded in agreement with an air of arrogance.

"Understood. Then I'll grant you special approval."

The words of Danic, the leader of the clan, brought a satisfied smile to Gold's face.

"Your Majesty, thank you very much. We will take our leave now."

Gorder straightened his back and led the way out of the royal chamber with great poise. Sereneka, watching his retreating figure, grumbled unhappily, "He just summoned something, what's with the airs?"

“That’s just the kind of creature he is,” Danic murmured with a wry smile.

The Mujik family, once renowned in the field of alchemy as on par with the Einzbern, was inherited by Gorde. However, when the Mujik family was annexed by the Yggdrasilia clan, their bloodline as magicians had already begun to decline. In the eyes of this once prestigious family, being absorbed by the Yggdrasil was a great disgrace.

From a young age, Gold's parents constantly instilled in him the superior status of the Mujik family. Even now, at thirty-six, he still cannot distinguish between reality and ideals; only the pride of "having once been from a distinguished family" has grown strong within him.

Gold was the first Class-1 mage to be born into the Mujik family in a long time, a fact that fueled his excessive pride in his lineage. However, he was indeed an excellent mage. In this Holy Grail War, he proposed and successfully implemented a system intervention that violated regulations—the division of magical paths.

No matter how skilled the mages dispatched by the Mage's Association are, summoning them and providing them with magical energy will become troublesome burdens. Just eliminating this aspect would greatly reduce the difference in strength between them. Furthermore, abundant magical energy would also make the abuse of Noble Phantasms possible. Gordes's achievements absolutely cannot be ignored... therefore, we can only turn a blind eye to his arrogance.

He returned to his private room, full of confidence. Gold faced him again, and although he was basically certain, just in case, he still questioned him:

"Answer me a question. Your real name is Siegfried, right?"

Gold reached the peak of his joy after receiving an affirmative nod.

Siegfried is a household name and a great hero in Germany. He is portrayed differently in various legends, but the most famous is undoubtedly the heroic epic poem "The Nibelungenlied." Born a prince of the Netherlands, he experienced countless adventures and ultimately earned the title of dragon slayer.

He was undefeated in all battles until his only weakness, his back, was struck by the Blade of Betrayal, and he died.

The sword he held in his hand was Balmung, the sacred sword of the Nibelungs. With this sword, he slew the evil dragon Fafnir. Having been bathed in dragon's blood, he was immune to any weapon.

Even though he was a noble hero, his body possessed a fatal weakness—his back, which had been covered by the leaves of the linden tree when he bathed in dragon's blood. Needless to say, that was the weakness that would lead Siegfried to his death.

Gold hesitated for a moment. While acquiring the strongest weapon was a good thing, the widespread and well-known legend about his back was also true. How long could that fatal, obvious weakness remain hidden?

From this day forward, except when using your Noble Phantasm, keep your mouth shut. You may only speak with my permission.

Gold kept Siegfried quiet for the time being, minimizing any clues about his true name. He flaunted the Command Seal on the back of his hand to emphasize the strictness of the order.

Can such arrogance towards that great hero be forgiven—or rather, is the other party willing to forgive him?

On the one hand, the idea that "the other party is nothing more than a temporary guest who can only survive on his own" lingered in Gold's mind.

A brief, tense moment passed in the room.

After a moment, he nodded in agreement, signifying his commitment to accept Gold's orders. Siegfried, both a member of royalty and a general commanding an army, left behind many legends. But he was also a great hero who constantly received reliance and pleas from others.

Even if ordered not to speak, he wouldn't object if it was inevitable. He was willing to carry out any order as long as it fulfilled his own desires.

—Let's assume that if Siegfried had resolutely protested even when threatened with a Command Spell, his fate might have been different. But Siegfried chose to obey orders, and Gordes therefore believed he had submitted as a Commander.

Soon, this disagreement will lead to a fatal situation.

While the members of the Black team were having further exchanges, the group in the Far East also headed directly to the airport.

The three Servants obviously didn't need to rest, while Rokudou Reika, who was an ordinary person, was also put into a short but efficient deep sleep by Sakugetsu's magic after boarding the plane.

Even though Rokudou Reika had fallen into a deep sleep, Sakuyue and Artoria did not remain idle, but instead began to discuss their next move.

"I see. I heard Ilya and the others mention it on the island. I didn't expect the class card to have this effect." As the original body, Artoria naturally received the memories from Chaldea. She sensed the magical energy fluctuations on Rokudou Reika and her tone was slightly surprised.

"It's like copying that magician's circuitry and pasting it onto Lingxia, and there's no rejection reaction at all... The person who developed this kind of magic to this extent must be very amazing."

“Yes, but this belongs to another world, to another person’s persistence and pursuit,” Shuoyue said with a smile. “I am just the one who uses this tool, but since I’m using it, I should use it well.”

"Yes, I understand what you mean." The girl with the ahoge also took out a class card, and as the light of the Dream Summoning appeared, her aura changed accordingly.

If a Master were to check at this moment, they would be surprised to find that Artoria Pendragon's class has changed.

"The Blue Team hasn't been exposed yet, so you need to impersonate them to better infiltrate the Thousand World Tree." After confirming that Artoria's disguised panel had no flaws, Shuoyue nodded in satisfaction.

"But, wouldn't it be too dangerous for Lord Shuoyue to be alone?" Looking at the confident young man, Artoria was somewhat worried. "I am your Servant, I should be protecting you..."

“No need, Your Majesty. Don’t forget that I am both a Servant and a Master.” Sakuyue indicated to the ahoge that there was no need to worry. “Although Rokudou Reika has a Magician class card to disguise herself, she can’t possibly learn too many magic formulas in such a short time. After you disguise yourself as her Servant and infiltrate Yggdrasil, Jack must stay by her side to ensure her safety.”

Before boarding the plane to Romania, Shuoyue explained her plans to them.

Using a class card, Rokudou Reika disguises herself as a Master sent by Osare and joins Yggdrasil with Artoria, who is also disguised, as her apparent Servant.

Meanwhile, the real Jack the Ripper, also known as Little Jack, maintains a constant state of concealment, acting as a guard accompanying Six Directors Lingxia to secretly protect his beloved 'mother' and prevent the Thousand World Tree from plotting anything.

As for sending all three away, leaving only Shuoyue herself—

"I will go to the 'Red' camp, infiltrate their ranks, and infiltrate their leaders and followers to turn them to our side... Of course, you should do the same on your side."

"Once the red and black camps have fought to the death, it will be our turn to reap the benefits."

Shuoyue recounted his bold and crazy plan, but his eyes were full of deep thought and calm.

"Although our Blue Team has the fewest members and the weakest overall strength, we also have our own advantages: concealment, and... me."

Touching his chest, the Six Paths Command Spells spread out like wings. The new moon gazed at the clear blue sky outside the window, his tone calm and confident.

"The Greater Grail belongs to me."

It's worth mentioning that, although they are not in the same dimension, the son of Gold Mujik Yugdomirenia is Goldruf Mujik, who is the new director in the FGO Lostbelt storyline. The "Dur" that the new director often mentions is the name his father gave to the homunculus. I remember that it's already the fourth generation now.

Chapter 393 Dracula's Tragic Wish, the Arrival of the Six Guides Lingxia

Chapter 394 Dracula's Tragic Wish, the Arrival of the Six Guides Lingxia

When the four members of the 'Blue' faction arrived in Romania, it was already the morning of the next day.

"There are fourteen Heroic Spirits who can take on a thousand men, which is undoubtedly the largest number in the numerous Outer Holy Grail Wars. However, such a scale is abnormal in any case. Based on my understanding of the Holy Grail system, this situation will also cause the Holy Grail that manages the system to become distorted. This is when the Arbiter comes into play."

A beautiful woman in a bright green dress; a handsome young man in a suit and tie, exuding an aristocratic air; and two attendants, one large and one small, wearing black cloaks to conceal their faces.

It was an odd group. Passersby watched them leave in surprise. Although the four tried their best to keep a low profile, their aura, which was out of place among ordinary people, attracted attention like a moth to a flame.

Seemingly sensing the excessive attention, the young man raised his head, glanced around briefly, but his gaze alone was so intense that it was difficult for those around him to look directly at him. He quickly snapped his fingers, performing some kind of magic trick, while continuing to explain to the beautiful woman beside him:

"Nine out of ten of the overseers of the Holy Church are scheming and ill-intentioned... Because humans cannot be used to screen humans, under these circumstances, the Holy Grail, regardless of the presence or absence of an overseer, will summon the referee to serve in this Holy Grail War through its own logic."

"The Arbiter will not favor any faction and will act in order to protect the concept of the Holy Grail War itself. This Holy Grail War has gathered monsters who cannot stand idly by. Therefore, it is almost certain that they will be summoned."

At this point, Shuoyue glanced meaningfully at the ahoge (cowlick), while Artoria guiltily looked away.

Compared to the orthodox approach, her decision to change her Spirit Origin under Merlin's pretext of "bringing more Noble Phantasms" is clearly questionable.

Not to mention that she was summoned by the new moon.

“If nothing unexpected happens, this time it will be Joan of Arc, the famous French saint.” Shuoyue directly revealed the information about the Arbiter. “When she arrives here, both the Black and Red factions will take action. Lingxia, at that time you will join the Black faction to protect the Arbiter.”

Although what Shuoyue was about to do was no different from breaking the rules, he also understood just how strong Jeanne was and how outrageous her defense was, especially her second Noble Phantasm, that concept weapon of mutual destruction. If Shuoyue was unprepared, he would definitely not be able to stop her.

As for Artoria, her Orderly Good nature makes it impossible for her to attack Jeanne without cause.

So, the only option is to befriend them.

Thinking of this, the chaotic and evil youth sighed helplessly and stopped at the end of the street.

"Have you memorized all the key points, Director Liu Lingxia?"

"Hmm, of course." The beautiful woman smiled and waved the small notebook containing mysterious knowledge. Black flames appeared in her hand and burned the notebook to ashes, indicating that she had memorized it all.

"It seems you've mastered the Black Magic style quite well." Shuoyue liked Liudao Lingxia's intelligence. "I won't apologize to you. Although it seems unequal, this is part of the contract that you have to fulfill. Let me wish you to live to the end."

“It’s hard to repay a life-saving favor. I should be thanking you for giving me this opportunity, Mr. Shuoyue.” Lingxia picked up Little Jack and smiled gently. “After all, if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have met Little Jack and Miss Artoria.”

"Mommy~" Little Jack rubbed against Lingxia's chest like a kitten, making her giggle.

Seeing that Liu Daolingxia was determined, Shuoyue said no more. She exchanged a glance with Altria, conveying their concern for each other's safety, and then they went their separate ways.

Sakugetsu will infiltrate the Red Team as an envoy of the Magic Association to outwit and outmaneuver Amakusa.

Six-Direction Lingxia, Little Jack, and Artoria disguised themselves as the destroyed Osare clan and joined the Thousand World Tree, becoming members of the Black Faction.

Deceit and treachery, making unfounded accusations, opportunistic behavior, and the alliance between Wu and Yue.

Wishes collide with each other, and missions intertwine with sorrowful desires.

Let the curtain rise, unparalleled heroes!

Until the iridescent blue covered all the red and black—

Until that supreme golden radiance was also incorporated into a wisp of rainbow light in an instant.

Thousand World Tree, Myrenia Fortress

On this sunny and languid afternoon, the Servants and Masters of the Red Faction were still trying to connect emotionally, while for Darnic and Vlad III, who had long since passed this stage, waiting for the arrival of the Osares was the most important thing.

Even after being severely injured and near death, Vlad III maintained his regal composure as he drank expensive red wine.

Danic, do you know how I'm feeling right now?

Judging from that cheerful smile, the answer was self-evident. However, Danic still dared to reply:

"No, for a magician as humble as myself, the thoughts of the Grand Duke, who is known as the 'Little Dragon Duke,' are far beyond my reach, no matter how much I think about them."

He had barely finished speaking when he gave Danic an unpleasant glance.

“Flattery can reveal a person’s magnanimity, Danic. You who call me King still belong to me, and I do not deny that.”

"Yes."

Had he gone too far? Danic wondered to himself. After all, Vlad III had once ruled Romania. Even a reclusive magician, capable of committing heinous acts without batting an eye, would show him no shortage of respect.

“Danic. I have devoted half my life to protecting this country from the Turks. Although I have handled all the political affairs that a king can do well, there are still regrets.”

"Then what exactly is it?"

"The 'people' lack a commander capable of single-handedly leading the entire army. I've exhausted everything in battles and victories, but conversely, I can do nothing else. Not because I'm incompetent, but simply—"

"Is that what you mean by 'not having enough time and manpower'?"

He nodded in satisfaction after hearing Danic's words.

"And I have finally found an irreplaceable 'person.' Six Heroic Spirits, including Siegfried. He can be considered the most outstanding hero I can think of!"

Indeed, aside from Gordes, only Danic knew what kind of heroic spirit that was. Gordes' catalyst was a linden leaf stained with blood. Although he relied on the help of his old friend, the Einzbern, to be able to obtain such a holy relic was no small feat; that fat man's luck was extraordinary.

"Not just that. Chiron, the great Greek sage; Astolfo, one of Charlemagne's twelve warriors; the mad creation of Dr. Frankenstein; and Avisebrung. Although that man was somewhat stubborn, the soldiers he created were truly unparalleled in combat power."

In the original Holy Grail War, it would have been natural for the seven pairs of Masters and Servants to each refine their strategies and rely on tactics to fight each other.