Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

"Uncle and Miss Lingxia are in danger..."

But before she could finish speaking, a woman's sharp shout came from the screen.

"Defeat him!"

How unwise!

The Masters' expressions changed drastically as they looked at the Rokudou Reika who had spoken. Even Danic was stunned for a moment, his eyes burning with even more rage.

That was already proven to be an existence whose strength was no less than that of top-tier Servants!

If Siegfried, the dragon-slaying hero, could negotiate with him, then what makes Liu Daolingxia so special?

There aren't many powerful individuals in the Holy Grail War. They can handle Masters, but to directly confront Servants is utterly ridiculous!

The Osare clan is utterly stupid!

If I had known this would happen, I should have taken away that woman's Command Seal!

"As ordered!"

However, the servant of Liudao Lingxia was unusually obedient. As a clear female voice rang out, the woman, who was also wrapped in a black robe, casually made a move, and a crimson demonic spear appeared in her hand. She then attacked the young man who had once been so ferocious as to kill a king.

This is over...

The Masters closed their eyes in despair, unwilling to see the Black Faction lose a Servant. Only Sereneka was elated, revealing a sadistic smile.

"boom!"

The sound of clashing weapons rang out. Although they knew the outcome was already decided, Fiore and the others couldn't help but open their eyes, wanting to know what the result would be.

Then, they all stared wide-eyed, stunned into disbelief.

How can this be? !

With a flick of her red spear, the black-robed woman sent the young man, who was holding a fist-gun, flying backward like a rag doll into the dense forest!

Under the cover of night, Hei watched Shuoyue's retreating figure and let out a cold snort. With her robes billowing, she resembled a majestic female war goddess, brandishing her spear and aggressively pursuing her!

The two figures in black robes plunged into the dense forest and disappeared. Meanwhile, among the kings of the black faction, everyone blinked and looked at each other in bewilderment.

The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Considering that the new director was initially seduced by the fox spirit, it's not surprising that his father has such a character.

Chapter 409 Signboard: Arminus

Chapter 410 Signboard: Arminus

It's understandable that the Black team members were shocked.

Flanders III was absolutely certain that the young man in the black robes, wielding two fist guns, was the mysterious servant who had inflicted fatal damage on him.

Although he cleverly deprived Vlad III of his territorial gains, causing the Grand Duke's power to plummet, which led to the fatal blow, he had previously fought Vlad III at his peak, and the two were evenly matched.

A person's reputation precedes them, and no one would underestimate the strength of this mysterious follower.

However, standing in front of everyone, our side managed to repel the young man with just a single red spear!

What a joke! You said it was the weakest class!

Vlad III's face twitched, and he averted his gaze, an unprecedented sense of shame rising within him. Beside him, however, Danic, after his initial shock, gradually brightened his eyes, as if he had discovered a treasure.

From the Master's perspective, this was indeed a disgrace for him and Vlad III; but from the perspective of the leader of a faction, it was also a great help!

Well done! I knew the Osare clan wouldn't let the World Tree down!

Unable to resist, Danic's lips curled into a smile. Everyone else was shocked by Artoria's heroic performance, but only Sereneka seemed to sense something. She turned her head to look at Danic, and her face suddenly darkened.

“S, this is…” Gold trembled, still reeling from the near-death experience.

The attack by the new moon, though seemingly long, was in fact only a fleeting moment.

In the blink of an eye, a bullet struck, but was deflected by two weapons. Liu Daolingxia gave the order: "Black swings his long spear and drives the infamous assassin into the forest."

The entire process takes no more than ten seconds.

Siegfried was focused on practicing his silent meditation, while Liu Daolingxia looked at the pathetic fat man, her eyes flashing, and suddenly she let out a sweet cry, putting on a concerned expression.

"Oh dear, Lord Gold, are you alright?"

The beauty's concern was like a shot of adrenaline to Gold, instantly invigorating him and making him stand up straight with renewed vigor.

My goddess spoke to me... She has feelings for me!

"It's nothing, this kind of thing won't scare me!" Gold patted his fat body and laughed heartily, feigning magnanimity. Just as he was about to boast, Liu Daolingxia proactively cupped her hands to her heart, her face full of admiration.

"I knew Lord Gold was so powerful, he would definitely be alright... Even if he was, he would surely be impressed by Lord Gold's heroic bearing, right?"

Oh right!

Under Lingxia's 'unintentional' reminder, Gold suddenly realized that their mission target was...!

Now that the enemy of the Red Team has appeared, this means...

"I, I'll go meet him right away!"

Seemingly sensing the watchful gaze from the other end of the communication, Gordes shuddered, hurriedly called out to his servant, and rushed towards the location without looking back.

"They've taken the bait..." Liu Daolingxia curled the corners of her lips, cupped her hands in front of her mouth, and called out sweetly, "Lord Gold, keep it up~~"

Gold, who was running, stumbled and felt as if half of his bones had gone limp.

"Yes, I know! Just watch my heroic figure!"

Back on the battlefield where Jeanne d'Arc and Karna were facing off, just as Karna was unleashing her Noble Phantasm, preparing to decide the outcome with a single blow, a commotion in the distance caught their attention.

At the same time, a man's voice rang out.

"Come on!!"

The little sun calmly turned its head, flicked its arm, and the golden spear burning with flames clashed with the demon sword, bursting into fierce sparks.

But it hasn't stopped yet! Karna's Noble Phantasm is still building up!

The silver-haired swordsman who attacked from behind landed and swung his magic sword in mid-air. Blue magic power mixed with air blades flew out and rushed towards Karna, who was stiffened by the reaction force.

clang!

Faced with the incoming attack, Karna raised his spear and steadily blocked it. At the same time, the flames burning on the golden spear faded, and the magnificent torrent of magic dissipated into fragments.

Golden spears and golden armor, spearmen as radiant as the sun; white hair and silver armor, swordsmen with patterns smudged on their chests.

Behind the little sun, the iron pillar supporting the sign was severed by the aftershock of the sword energy, silently proclaiming how heavy the swordsman's blow was.

"It actually broke the Noble Phantasm's charge..." Karna frowned, and with a chilling voice, he whispered to the sudden confrontation:

Who are you?"

Beside the silence, a stout man, his face contorted with fear and disgust, glared angrily at 'Red'; it was none other than Gold, who had rushed over breathlessly.

"Is it 'Black'? That solemn and chilling sword aura couldn't possibly be something like 'or'."

The opposite is silent agreement.

I glanced at it. Although the goals are the same, the other side's aim is probably not elimination, but rather to win them over. Bringing neutrals under their control would undoubtedly be overwhelmingly advantageous to their side.

Seemingly acting as a representative, Gold stepped forward and extended his hand to the blonde girl with her hair tied in a ponytail and wearing a silver headband.

"That was a close call! Oh, I've come to greet you."

Jeanne d'Arc, who was called upon, nodded slightly: "The Black Faction and his Master?"

“Indeed, my name is Gold Mujik Yggdmirena. I am listed as ‘Black’ in this Holy Grail War. Now—”

Gold raised his face, pointed at 'Red,' and arrogantly condemned:

"Red, we did indeed witness your attempt to kill! To try and eliminate a Heroic Spirit who governs the Holy Grail War is a grave violation of the rules!"

Faced with Gold's condescending accusations, Karna's expression remained unchanged: "I do not deny it."

Immediately, he changed the subject, unleashing his heroic killing intent upon Gordes and his followers.

"Of course, now that the Black faction has appeared, we'll start with you."

"Shut up!" Gold waved his rough hand, glancing at Joan of Arc almost imperceptibly. "You'd better just accept my punishment and the consequences I've given you!"

This statement is both a condemnation and a proposal to fight side by side. Even Gordes' eyes possess the power to see 'Red' attempting to unleash her Noble Phantasm.' Right now, fighting alongside this seemingly powerful and privileged ally and defeating her is the best course of action.

The attack just now was clearly aimed at... Of course, they should accept this proposal... Gold was certain of it.

"No." Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, he cast a sharp glance at Gold, "If you want to fight here, I have no objection. I will absolutely not intervene, so please rest assured."

What?!"

Facing the speechless Gold, he declared with a cold expression: "The Red Team's desire for my life and the Black Team's desire to fight the Red Team are two completely different things. As a member of the Black Team, I have an obligation to uphold the discipline of this battle."

This Servant's values ​​are completely incomprehensible. Even though someone wants to harm him, he still waits until the battle is over?

Gold complained in a low, barely audible voice. Red, however, remained completely calm, seemingly unfazed by the threat of facing two opponents simultaneously. She merely half-closed her eyes and declared proudly:

"Are you trying to team up against me? I don't mind."

—As mentioned at the beginning, Karna was simply stating the truth as he saw it; it was neither arrogance nor pride.

But for Gold, who was all show and no substance, this might have been an unforgivable humiliation.

"Varied……"

Gold was speechless for a moment. He was both surprised that he had been contemptuously denounced as despicable and shocked that even when facing the strongest, he could still speak so eloquently.

Surprise instantly turned to hatred, and Gold roared in fury, "Kill him! Crush that red!"

Hearing this, Hei, who had remained silent all along, nodded slightly and took a firm step with the stride befitting a hero.

"Is that so? Then it seems that it will be you and me killing each other."

With his golden spear pointed forward, Karna caught a glimpse of the swordsman's smile the instant he finished speaking. It was a fleeting, almost imperceptible smile. At that moment, Siegfried's lips did indeed soften.

Unconsciously, nostalgic thoughts welled up in his eyes. The blackness, so different from both the era and the motherland, made him think of something.

"I have seen a man with eyes similar to yours."

Karna couldn't help but utter a trivial remark, and Black tilted his head slightly, as if urging himself to continue.

"That man is undoubtedly a hero too... If you look at me like that, it means our battle is not accidental, but inevitable."