Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

Do you know Lord Shuoyue?

Upon hearing this, the man looked disappointed, slumped his shoulders, and sighed, "Unbelievable! You live in the real world and yet you don't know about my masterpiece play!! You absolutely must read my book!"

As he spoke, he handed over a thick, hardcover book. It seemed he had gone to the bookstore to buy his own work, titled "The Complete Works of Shakespeare."

"William Shakespeare. He is the most famous playwright in the world, and anyone who hasn't heard of his works would be considered ignorant. It is no exaggeration to say that if one were to trace the origins of all modern literature, one would inevitably have to look at many of Shakespeare's works."

However, there's one point in the dialogue that can't be ignored. He was addressed as... the priest, yet he was called... If what he said is true, then he's already leading two...

This might be possible, but it's still somewhat unusual. There's absolutely no precedent in past Holy Grail Wars for someone simultaneously leading two such beings. At most, it would only result in death from mana depletion, but if this is true, it's hard to imagine just how much mana this man possesses.

"Even the Holy Grail wouldn't bestow upon me all the knowledge related to your works. At most, I only know that you are a 'famous writer in history.'"

The Empress looked displeased, but secretly she was also trying to excuse the embarrassed Amakusa.

Upon hearing this, he looked up to the sky and sighed deeply:

"Oh, Empress of Assyria! Please do not utter such sorrowful words. To me, Shakespeare, this is tantamount to a denial of my character!"

To prove it, Shakespeare pointed to the smiling new moon: "You see, this servant gentleman, doesn't he smoothly continue my lines?"

"That's because he was born in an era after you, isn't it?" the Empress said irritably. "Getting back to the point, why did you specifically materialize and come here? Did something happen?"

After hearing the question, he let out an exaggerated long sigh, then suddenly fell silent. He coughed and said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Hmm, sigh. That saying is so true, 'Lovers and madmen are both filled with chaotic thoughts; even a berserker can occasionally do things that reason alone cannot conceive of—'"

"Is she going berserk again?"

When asked by Amakusa, he repeatedly denied it.

"Speak like a human being," the Empress rolled her eyes in annoyance. Then, revealing a gleeful smile like a court jester, she loudly proclaimed:

He began walking towards Tulipas. It seemed he had already identified the enemy he needed to eliminate.

"Varied--"

Oh dear, this is really difficult.

When he was speechless for a moment, he mumbled something in a leisurely tone.

This was probably an unexpected situation for the Red team.

However, none of them noticed that a young man was leaning against the corner of the wall, revealing a knowing smile.

Shuoyue knew that after the Blue Team joined the battlefield, the gears of fate had begun to move irrevocably forward.

"To be or not to be, that is the question..."

Glossary: ​​Physical Body Acquisition: Servants are originally spiritual beings who need a supply of magical energy to remain in the human world. If they want to stay in the human world for a long time, they can obtain a physical body through the Holy Grail, which is called physical body acquisition. Gilgamesh from Fate/Zero and Amakusa from Alicization/Fate/Apocrypha obtained physical bodies in this way.

As for why Amakusa lived for sixty years without aging, it was because of his Noble Phantasm, the Left Arm - Heavenly Grace Plate, which had the effect of preventing aging.

Chapter 398 Night Battle, Mordred and Lion's Robbery

Chapter 399 Night Battle, Mordred and Lion's Robbery

Faced with the defection, Amakusa and the Empress adopted the demeanor of the leaders of the Red Team and began a tense discussion.

"Let's give it a try. Whether we can stop him is uncertain; the success rate is probably fifty-fifty—no, it might end in failure."

"This is no joke."

He complained with extreme displeasure. This was understandable; although the Red team was complete, it didn't mean they were ready for battle. Moreover, the Black team was entrenched in the impregnable fortress of Mirania, fully prepared and ready for battle; no matter how outstanding one individual was, it would be of no use.

It just means one more person has been sent to their death in vain.

"What should I do? My Noble Phantasm isn't ready yet. Attacking under these circumstances would be too reckless. I'll just have to abandon it."

Upon hearing this, Shuoyue's attention was drawn to the beautiful woman in the black dress with her stunning face and elfin ears.

Semiramis.

A figure from the 9th century BC, a legendary queen in Assyrian history.

Although born between the Syrian fish goddess Dekodor and a human male, she was deprived of maternal love and placed by the water. Later, she was warmed by the wings of doves and nourished by milk brought by them. Because of her beauty, she was taken by King Ninus of Assyria at first sight and made his queen.

A few days after her marriage, she poisoned King Ninus, which is considered the oldest surviving legend of poisoning. Therefore, she is also known as the world's oldest poisoner.

Her most powerful Noble Phantasm is called 'Hanging Gardens of Vanity'. Although Semiramis was not the one who built the Hanging Gardens in history, it was named "Vanity". However, Semiramis can still establish it as a Noble Phantasm by taking advantage of the faith of a large number of misunderstood people.

After a sixty-year search, Amakusa finally chose Semiramis as his master, largely because of this Anti-World Noble Phantasm.

Because of its deceptive nature, the activation conditions for this Noble Phantasm are extremely stringent. A certain amount of wood, stone, minerals, plants, and water from Semiramis's former residence must be collected and combined, and then Semiramis must perform a lengthy ritual to turn the illusion into reality in order to complete this Noble Phantasm.

The ceremony takes about three days, which is why Amakusa and the Empress looked distressed after learning of the departure.

Before the 'Sky Garden' is built, the most suitable option for the Red Team is to hold their stronghold.

Instead of empathizing with the troubles of those in charge, Shakespeare laughed with a wicked sense of humor:

"A mess has already happened, let it unfold as it may! ... Haha, that's it."

"Hmm, so you were the one who instigated him?"

Under Amakusa's ambiguous gaze, he remained motionless with his head tilted back, then looked away somewhat embarrassed.

"You actually told him Tulifas's location? You really are something else!"

"Oh, the sorrowful, mad knight who so desperately seeks the one he should betray. I, Shakespeare, cannot bear to witness his torment!"

Upon hearing these words brimming with amusement, Shuoyue shifted her attention to Shakespeare, recalling his information in her mind.

For Shakespeare, the world was a world of epic legends. No, it had to be. He loved those extraordinary beings with all his heart and constantly sought out the stories and legends they wove.

Therefore, a little deception and encouragement were "acceptable" in his view, all for the sake of the story.

Therefore, you are the Servant I have personally chosen, the most likely to join our 'Blue' side...

After all, whose story could be more bizarre than his? And whose offerings could better satisfy this great writer's insatiable appetite?

Shuoyue believes that the literary giant's refinement would not allow Shakespeare to let the Blue Square's story go unpunished!

"This guy is such a headache, you..."

Ha, he sighed deeply. Then, nonchalantly, he said to her:

“Men like us can be called ‘troublemakers’ or ‘pranksters’.”

Just then, Amakusa waved his hand, stopping the bickering between the Empress and Sabie.

“There’s no other way. Request rear support. But strictly order him to retreat immediately if things go wrong. That’s something we absolutely can’t stop. Even if we use up his Command Seals, he’ll just repeat the same thing after a while.”

"Understood, I'll use the familiar to relay the message." The empress, like a wise and helpful wife, nodded in agreement. Amakusa returned the gesture with a grateful smile, then turned to look at the idle Sakuzuki.

"As for Mr. Shuoyue, who recently joined..."

"Ah, I understand, I understand." Shuoyue skillfully interrupted him. "Is it my turn to prove my worth to the Red Team? Don't worry, I'll step in to help at the crucial moment!"

"Please." Looking at the incoherent Sakugetsu, Amakusa couldn't help but reminisce about the calm and ruthless assassin he was in battle.

Lord Shuoyue's personality... is truly peculiar.

On one side is the Yggdrasilia family of mages attempting to escape the Clock Tower. On the other side is a group of mages hired by the Clock Tower who cannot tolerate this and aim to reclaim the Greater Grail.

There was no surrender, no peace, and no room for negotiation. This was a true war of annihilation, a mutual slaughter undertaken with the resolve to die.

However, most wars begin peacefully.

And so, with all the members of both the black and red teams present, night fell precisely on time.

Flying above Tulifas, the bird-shaped familiar, rough as if made of mud yet intricate enough to defy gravity, turned its eerie, pale white eyes as if it had discovered something. With a swift movement, it glided into the dense clouds.

In the dead of night, Tulipas was utterly silent. Every house had its lights off. Not a single shop was open 24 hours.

Only the streetlights along the road illuminated the night. However, the light was extremely dim and negligible in the face of the darkness.

Just then, a cheerful female voice pierced the stillness of the night, resounding through the darkness.

"Wow, this feels great!"

She was a pretty girl wearing a red tracksuit and a blonde ponytail. She was wearing ridiculously short hot pants, and her bra was practically a tube top. A necklace with a black and gold "X" symbol adorned her fair skin, swaying as she bounced around.

The clothes, which would be revealing if the coat were removed, unexpectedly looked cool and energetic on the young girl.

"I'm sorry, Master, you've gone to so much trouble!"

“You’re welcome, this is necessary funding.” Lion’s Robbery turned his gaze away from the frolicking Mordred, once again marveling at how absurd history could be.

Who would have thought that after he took off his ferocious and heavy armor, what appeared before him was a lively and clever little girl?

If Mordred is a clone of King Arthur, and has developed to this state in just a few years, does it mean that her mental capacity is only a few years old...?

With a muffled thud, Lion's Back was slapped hard on the back, interrupting his 'rebellious' thoughts. Mordred muttered:

"However, it's remarkable that we've stumbled into enemy territory and no one has come to attack us."

Mordred and Ragnaros, as a master and servant who broke away from their faction but still pursued the Holy Grail, had been searching for a location as a base for their attack on the fortress of Millenia. In a normal Holy Grail War, theoretically, finding a workshop would suffice, but this time that wasn't necessary.

The reason is that their base, the fortress, has already been identified. There's no need to search for it anymore. It's fine, they can't leave that extremely fortified fortress anyway; in other words, they can't do anything without conquering it.

This is their reason for visiting Tulipas under the cover of night.

"Don't worry, this is a town under the jurisdiction of Yggdrasilia." Lion's Hands were in his pockets, seemingly defenseless, but in reality, he had already grasped the magical artifacts in his pockets.

"So... the security is very good?" Mordred's voice suddenly trailed off, and he and Lion's Robbery stopped in their tracks.

"What do you think?" The Master beside him chuckled, clearly pleased with the other's praise.

At some point, humanoid and non-humanoid golems appeared from all directions, seemingly having disguised themselves on the rooftops of nearby buildings.

Not only that—at some point, people gripping battle axes also gathered around, surrounding the two of them together with the golem.

No, if we're talking about humans, their emotions are far too thin. The most important reason is that their faces aren't just mistaking them for brothers; they're practically identical.

"Humans... no, are they androids?"

After listening to Lion's complaints, Xiao Mo shifted uncomfortably.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, just give the instructions."

"My magic is a bit too weak to deal with the golems... I'll take care of the androids, and I'll leave the golems to you."

"Oh."