Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

However, this Holy Grail War is vastly different from that one. The reason is that the fighting force is not one person, but seven—all the basic classes. Even those classes that would have been extremely difficult to survive to the end in the "Fuyuki" Holy Grail War are able to fully demonstrate their true value.

For example, Roger has summoned over a thousand golems to be produced. These golems, categorized into small, medium, and large, are eagerly awaiting their turn to fight.

“We are all the Duke’s subordinates and his generals.”

Bringing his thoughts back, Danic looked at the triumphant king and reiterated his loyalty, while Vlad swirled his wine glass, his thoughts drifting into the distance.

"Ah, what regret! If they were here, Yu Mingming wouldn't have been imprisoned in that castle."

In 1642, King Matthias of Hungary arrested Vlad III as a collaborator of the Ottoman Turks and imprisoned him for twelve years.

The merits of fighting to defend the country were all tarnished, and when they came to their senses, they were already being spread rumors as bloodthirsty demons. What a humiliation!

Today, people all over the world know the name 'Dracula,' and the righteous story of Van Helsing killing Dracula, created by author Bram Stoker. But how many people know that Dracula's prototype is the historical Grand Duke Vlad III, a rare hero who defended Wallachia and protected the country from Mehmed II!

"However, that is all in the distant past, like a dream. What I must consider is the present! My pitiful name stained with blood!"

"Rest assured, defeating the seven who will activate the Greater Grail will surely fulfill the Grand Duke's wish."

To restore his reputation—that was Vlad III's wish. He wanted to wash away the stigma of "Dracula the vampire" that had spread throughout the world.

He didn't want to deny the path he had walked. He wanted to accept the fighting against Turkey, his imprisonment, and the unfortunate times with equanimity. However, the fact that his name was tainted in the dirt in a place completely unrelated to him was something he simply could not tolerate.

The passion he held for this Holy Grail War was probably the highest among all, and this dedication was exactly what Danic wanted.

At that moment, a waiter with a blank expression stepped forward to deliver a message.

"Your Highness, Prince Danic has arrived, claiming to be an envoy from Osare."

Is it finally here?

Danic and Vlad III exchanged a glance, then rose together, walked out of the lounge, and headed towards the royal chamber.

Beneath the towering, majestic throne, a beautiful woman in an emerald green dress, exuding an ominous aura, waited quietly.

"Osare First-Class Magician, Rokudou Reika, it is an honor to meet the head of the Thousand World Tree family and the ruler of this place."

She bowed deeply, her dress curving softly, and smiled gently, her gaze towards the throne calm and clear.

Like a daffodil blooming in a pool of blood.

Chapter 394 The Difficulties of the Thousand World Tree

Chapter 395 The Difficulties of the Thousand World Tree

News of the arrival of the Osarean messenger spread like wildfire throughout the fortress of Mirenia.

"come yet?"

Having received the news from the servant, Fiore pursed her lips, her brown hair falling over her full breasts, and a troubled look appeared on her beautiful face.

Fiore Fulvige Yggdmirena, a candidate for the next chieftain of Yggdmirena, possesses a rare magical circuit that is seen only once in a century, making her a genius among the clan's treasures in necromancy and ergonomics.

Unfortunately, fate was cruel to her. Due to the deterioration of her magic circuits, her legs became paralyzed, forcing her to rely on a wheelchair. Fortunately, with careful maintenance, her slender legs did not atrophy.

"What's wrong?" A man dressed in armor, who looked both burly and heroic, leaned down and asked with concern.

Chiron, the great sage of Greek mythology, was the Servant summoned by Fiore. In order to prevent his true name from being revealed, he chose to abandon his centaur form and appear in the world as a human.

"The Osare clan... I've never had any contact with them, but I remember they're dark magicians, right?"

Was it because she felt aversion to black magic? The girl sighed softly, her light blue eyes struggling with her thoughts, before finally making a reluctant decision.

“As a candidate, I can’t ignore it, well, that’s it… Chiron.”

"Understood." Chiron, who was very compatible with Fiore, naturally understood his Master's meaning. He smiled, opened his large hands, grabbed Fiore's wheelchair, and pushed her towards the royal chamber.

Upon entering the King's Chamber, Fiore was surprised to find that everyone except his Master, Gorde, was gathered there.

"What are you..."

"I was just testing the performance and was planning to go back and organize the data when I saw the Osare clan arrive, so I thought I'd come and take a look."

Fiore's younger brother, Kaures Fulvige Yggdomirenia, shrugged. He had the same brown hair as his sister, wore black-rimmed glasses, and looked gentle and harmless.

In fact, his personality and aptitude were not well-suited for the Holy Grail War, but since he was chosen, he had no will to resist and could only accept it unwillingly.

"Ugh." Dressed in a snow-white wedding gown, Frankenstein, who was unable to form normal sentences due to her berserk state, also known as Frankenstein's Girl, made a sound of dissatisfaction, as if blaming her Master for her sister's unscrupulous behavior of not wanting a Servant.

On the other side, Astolfo, with his pink hair and androgynous good looks, had an excited expression of watching the spectacle, which contrasted sharply with Sereneka's icy demeanor. It was obvious without even looking who had dragged whom over.

As for Avisbro and his Master...

"I originally intended to discuss the matter of the Noble Phantasm with Lord Danic," Avisbro said coldly, dressed in a black and blue striped robe with a gold mask covering his face. "It's just that the envoy from Osare beat me to it."

"Of course I came with my teacher!" Master Roger, who called himself a student, raised his hand and answered excitedly.

As the youngest puppet-making genius of Yggdrasil, Roger Freyne Yggdrasil honestly thought Avisbro was 'nothing special' when he summoned him, but he was deeply moved by the sheer power and beauty of the puppets created by this Servant. From then on, he became his devoted follower.

Avisbro has remained silent on this matter, neither accepting nor rejecting it.

"Alright." Having learned the reason for the Masters' arrival, Fiore stopped asking questions and turned his attention back to the Emperor.

Unlike the relaxed atmosphere among them, the atmosphere between the two who were facing off before the throne was tense, and not long after Fiore looked over, Danic's angry voice echoed throughout the room.

"What? You're refusing to reveal the Servant's real name?!"

Danic, clad in a white-gold robe, angrily flung his sleeve, his expression filled with a threatening and oppressive aura.

"Since you've chosen to join the 'Black' faction, revealing the Servant's true name is essential; it's crucial to gaining our trust! Or perhaps—you came to the Thousand Worlds with ulterior motives?"

As Danic questioned him, Vlad III, sitting on the throne, also exuded a dangerous murderous aura. However, the figure in black robes beside Liu Daolingxia simply stepped forward, and the clear fighting spirit dispelled the murderous aura.

"Oh?" Vlad III raised his eyes, looking directly at Rokudou Rinka and the mysterious servant beside her for the first time. His tone softened slightly. "It seems you are no ordinary person. Judging from this rare fighting spirit, you must be a famous hero, right? Even so, are you willing to spend this war in anonymity?"

“It’s alright, King of Wallachia.” A spirited female voice came from beneath the cloak. “Since you are an assassin, you should stay hidden behind the scenes. I believe in your abilities, Master, and I also believe that Yggdrasil will not let me down.”

“In exchange, I won’t ask about the real names of the Black Faction Servants.” Rokudou Reika took over the conversation calmly. “Besides, it seems that their real names are being kept secret, right? I’m not the first to do so.”

How did she know this information?!

Danic was startled, and the way he looked at Director Lingxia changed instantly.

Although it happened last night, the fact that this information could be obtained in the martial law city of Mirenia can only mean that the Osare clan still has spies in the Thousand World Tree!

Damn it, it was definitely the right decision to expel the Osare clan from the World Tree. Ten years later, there are still remnants. If I hadn't struck first back then, the position of clan head would probably have gone through another struggle...

Looking at Danic, who had fallen silent involuntarily, Liu Daolingxia's smile remained unchanged, while she recalled Shuoyue's instructions in her heart.

In exchange for not knowing the true name of the Black Faction Servant, Artoria was to conceal her true name—this was something that Sakumo had repeatedly emphasized.

After all, King Arthur was an upright and honorable man, and it was almost impossible for him to appear as an assassin. If his real name were revealed, it would arouse unnecessary suspicion.

As for the other Servants' real names, didn't Sakuyue already tell her?

However, Danic had no intention of letting Liu Daolingxia off so easily; his vigilance had been aroused, and he would only become more demanding.

Concealing my true name was a decision made jointly by me and the King; we still know my true identity—but you, Liudao Lingxia, your Servant's true name is known only to yourself.

Danic stared coldly at the beautiful woman beneath the throne, his tone chilling, revealing a genuine intent to kill.

“Tell us the assassin’s true name, or you will not be able to leave this royal palace.”

If I can't have her, then I'll destroy her. I must never let such an excellent Servant fall into the enemy's camp.

Although dissatisfied with Danic's unauthorized actions, Flanders III merely snorted and stood up, concealing his Noble Phantasm 'Extreme Executioner King'.

With the two leaders making their statements in succession, the noise between the kings immediately subsided, and the Masters present became alert, turning their hostility toward the three people below the throne.

If a battle were to break out, they would naturally not desert their posts.

Gaze has weight, especially from magicians who go against humanity and Servants with world-destroying power.

The Black faction looked down at the lone, solitary Rokudou Reika, the Master of the Blue faction.

The pounding of her heart echoed in her ears, and Liu Daolingxia felt dizzy, her legs trembling uncontrollably. This wasn't due to fear or regret, but rather a natural reaction as an ordinary human being realizing just how insignificant she truly was.

If her answer is flawed in any way, six first-class mages, six powerful Servants, will attack her simultaneously. They are opponents that even Artoria and Jack the Ripper cannot defeat.

Moreover... failure would be a betrayal of Mr. Shuoyue's trust.

Cold sweat poured down her face involuntarily, and she endured a dizzying feeling that made her want to vomit. Yet, Liu Daolingxia's eyes remained clear and bright. It was not the confusion of a lost person, but the true wisdom of someone who had seen the way forward.

Mr. Shuoyue had already told her about this level of pressure on the plane!

Everything Yggdrasil did was within that young man's calculations, so what did she have to be afraid of?

"Don't underestimate Osare, Danick Preston!"

Black flames appeared in her hand, and deep lines of a black magician appeared on Liudao Lingxia's face. Her tone also changed from gentle to sharp and aggressive: "The reason why our Osare family sent me is because I was already prepared to die!"

In front of everyone, Liu Daolingxia raised her arms and displayed her three supreme command spells to the crowd.

"Which is faster, you killing me or me using all my Command Seals to transfer the spies away—how about it, want to give it a try?"

The resolute stance of Liudao Lingxia, who refused to yield an inch, escalated the situation. The Servants raised their weapons one after another, and Artoria, hidden under her black robe, casually summoned a demonic spear that shone with crimson light and held it in her hand!

The clanging of weapons was only momentary. After everyone drew their weapons, an unbearable deathly silence returned between the kings. Staring at the woman with a sinister and ghostly face, Danic's eyes changed several times. The magic spell in his hand lit up and then went out, repeating this process. After that, he let out a long breath, his shoulders slumped, and he relaxed.

"Alright, considering the enduring spirit of the Osare clan, I'll tentatively accept your membership."

In the end, he still couldn't bring himself to eliminate the uncertainties.

Vlad III's heavy blow before the war was too fatal—not only did it reduce Danic's Command Seals to only one, but it also made him realize the true strength of the Mage's Association.

At that time, the Holy Grail War system had not even been activated, which means that the Mage's Association had top-tier assassination Servants outside of this Holy Grail War!

In this way, no matter how confident Danic is in the strength of his Servants, the balance of war will still tip in his favor due to the unequal numbers.

Given the unclear situation, he was unable to push the assassin away.

Moreover, although this woman named Rokudou Reika refused to reveal her real name, her servants did reveal their weapons—that was enough.

Danic glanced at the crimson magic spear in the black-robed servant's hand, exchanged a look with Vlad III, and nodded inwardly.

"Well then, welcome, envoy of the Osare clan! May you and your servants bring glory to our Yggdrasil!"

"Hmph..." Liu Daolingxia breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but on the surface she still reluctantly withdrew the magic trick. After a moment of silence, she 'reluctantly' forced a smile.

"I also hope that the World Tree won't let me down."

The stage of joining the Black faction was completed perfectly.

Chapter 395 The Assassin Shuoyue Visits the Church