Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

Siegfried has now seemingly recovered, but the assassin responsible for the direct confrontation has lost an arm... a severed arm... a severed arm...

Suddenly, Ta Miao's eyes widened as she looked at Shuo Yue in disbelief.

Before anyone knew it, his left arm, which had been severed by the sword, had completely healed!

"Hmm?" Shuoyue stretched her newly grown arm, looking at Ta Miao with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong? As an assassin, it's reasonable for you to have a few survival skills, right?"

Reasonable? No, not at all!

Even the emotionless Atalanta couldn't help but complain about how outrageous the new moon was.

No, it's understandable that a top-tier Servant like Black possesses such a divine skill, but you are a class specializing in stealth and assassination techniques, making it difficult to compete with others in direct combat!

Not only does it have more destructive power than a swordsman, but its recovery speed is also faster!

"I don't think you were planning to ask me for help!" Ta Miao retorted to Shuo Yue in an annoyed tone, then jumped to another secluded spot, leaving only her voice behind.

"Continue to hold them back!"

"Yes, my dear lady~~" Shuoyue drawled, turning to look at the wary Siegfried. Finally, she was no longer empty-handed, but holding the red and black pistols.

He flicked his gun, fired, and the muzzle flash illuminated Shuoyue's war-craved eyes.

"My identity as an assassin is being questioned, huh? Well then, let's play a couple more rounds, Black Team!"

"Those on our side are monsters too..." On another part of the forest, warriors, also dressed in emerald green, galloped across the battlefield where swordsmen, assassins, and archers were positioned, and uttered this exclamation.

As for why I say "also," it's naturally because what he encountered was also an absurdly dark situation.

"Stop running away! Fight me fair and square!"

"How can an assassin say he should be 'upright'..." Muttering to himself, the man, hailed as "the fastest of all heroes of all ages," did not stop. Even with his back to the enemy, he nimbly turned his head to dodge a whirlwind, only to have a faint bloodstain grazed his cheek.

Under the attack imbued with divinity, Achilles' prized Noble Phantasm, 'The Unfading Flower of the Hero,' became ineffective. Even someone as proud as him had to brace himself and deal with the relentless onslaught.

"In the end, a weapon that can't be seen is just too much of a cheat!"

Despite protesting loudly, Achilles' spear stance remained unshaken. Unable to judge the distance of the enemy's weapon, he simply gripped the middle of the spear. The short spear was impenetrable in his hand, and even when Artoria repeatedly released the Wind King Barrier, it could not break through for the time being.

However, with the interference of the wind blades, Artoria is getting closer and closer to the enemy.

"What's wrong? If you keep running away like this, you'll be unworthy of the name of a cavalryman. If you don't attack, I will."

"You despicable scoundrel, what kind of skill is it to hide your weapons!"

Achilles retorted, and in that instant, Artoria's eyes sharpened beneath her black robes. The Wind King's Barrier was released once more, a gale propelled it forward, magic was unleashed, and the invisible Holy Lance descended from above, carrying immense power, slashing towards Achilles!

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Achilles blocked the attack, but Artoria, taking advantage of the panel, advanced rapidly, exerting force with her arm, and with a delicate shout, dragged the Holy Lance, drawing a string of fire lines on the enemy's spear, the invisible spear tip approaching his cheek!

The warrior's instincts kicked in, and Achilles transformed into a green light and fled. Artoria, however, did not give an inch, unleashing a whirlwind as her holy spear pierced through sixteen times in succession, each strike potentially fatal!

"Ugh!" Unable to see the enemy's spear blade, Achilles tried his best to dodge, but still suffered a great loss. His shoulder, arm, and cheek were ripped with bloody marks, and even worse, his fingers were hit by the gun wind and were already covered in blood!

For a soldier who has to wield a weapon in battle, this is undoubtedly a fatal injury.

But Artoria's offensive did not end. She crouched down and charged forward step by step in a desperate posture. The abundant power released by her magic made the king swing his holy spear with all his might, striking Achilles's vulnerable points again and again, making his arm numb and aggravating his injuries.

Distance, distance, distance!

Achilles had never encountered such a formidable enemy. Even though their spear skills were evenly matched, the enemy's long spear, which concealed his form, made it impossible for him to control the distance. If this entanglement continued, he would find no possibility of victory.

Although he possesses as many as five Noble Phantasms as he manifests in the world as a class, he does not have any particularly outstanding abilities in terms of inherent skills.

From another perspective, the fact that someone without a mount could fight King Arthur at his peak until now is enough to prove the bravery of Achilles, one of the greatest heroes in Greek mythology.

"One last question." Artoria swung her spear, and Achilles instinctively blocked it once more. Ignoring his hand, which was gradually losing feeling, he stared intently at the formidable enemy before him. "Your Noble Phantasm, is that a spear?"

"Well, who knows? It could be an axe, a longbow, or even a longsword."

"Hmph, utter nonsense, you assassin."

In the face of danger, Achilles still showed his fearless smile to his enemies.

"Hmph, hahaha... Isn't this great, Black's!"

Achilles' body trembled, not from shame, but from joy.

It's so good to have someone who can hurt me in this Holy Grail War—that's what he really thought.

Enduring the excruciating pain in his arm, the great Greek hero twisted and braced himself with his short spear, blocking another wave of enemy attacks, uttering stirring words:

"To fight you, who can kill me, is also destiny! O Olympian gods, grant this battle glory and honor!"

A long whistle rang out, and dazzling lightning poured down, converging into the shape of three magnificent horses. They pulled a noble and majestic chariot and galloped to the red-haired warrior, who then leaped up and stood on top of the chariot.

"Come on, the battle isn't over yet! Let's fight to our hearts' content right here!"

"Is that so? You're finally willing to fight me with all your might, Crimson!"

Faced with Achilles' challenge, Artoria's fighting spirit surged. Gazing at the streak of light speeding across the sky, she couldn't help but recall the same burly man who also drove a chariot and had a hearty laugh.

Artoria has always deeply regretted not being able to fight Iskandar, the Conqueror King, to the death in the war years ago.

"So, can you compare to him, or even surpass him?"

The black robe was billowing in the wind, and his golden hair fluttered. The ever-victorious king, who had survived countless battles, gazed at the cavalry, his holy blue eyes filled with joy.

"Come on, red team!"

Chapter 423 Afu's Escape and the Android, the Ambush

Chapter 424 Afu's Escape and the Androids, the Ambushing Grand Duke

In stark contrast to the battlefield where Artoria disguised herself as Black and Achilles as Red, the Black side found itself at a disadvantage thanks to the combined efforts of New Moon and Atalanta.

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie were drawn together, their spear blades deflecting the black slash. The young man stared at the enemy's chest with his captivating rainbow-blue eyes, then threw his fist and delivered a powerful punch!

The wind howled, and Siegfried, who had been injured by the fierce punch, dared not be careless. He retreated steadily and used his magic sword to parry Shuoyue's attacks time and time again.

Just as he was focused on dealing with the new moon, an arrow swept through the air and struck his shoulder precisely. A sharp pain shot through him, but the dragon slayer remained expressionless. He calmly swung his longsword, stirring up dust to obscure his figure. His 'Re-establish Stance' technique took effect, and the piercing wound inflicted by the arrow rapidly healed.

With his exceptional skill in striking a pose, Siegfried can recover at an extremely fast pace unless he suffers a fatal injury in an instant.

Unfortunately, even the best moves lose their meaning if used too many times.

Moreover, Siegfried's enemies are the most powerful female hunter in Greece and Sakumoku, who is familiar with the skills of any Heroic Spirit.

The gunshot rang out crisply. Shuoyue pulled the trigger, and the projected magic bullet tore through the wind barrier. The fully charged arrow followed closely behind, finding the swordsman hiding among them and inflicting another wound on him!

"Your moves have been cracked by us, Black."

Before Siegfried could react, the young man pressed forward again, forcing Siegfried to raise his greatsword to meet the attack before he could even use his abilities.

This brings us to Siegfried's predicament.

His signature move, "Reset Stance," allows him to disengage from the battlefield, but he faces archers skilled in long-range combat and assassins with "Aura Concealment." If he tries to create distance, Red's attacks become even more dangerous, and the Moonlit Blade that nearly killed Black will reveal its most ferocious edge to him!

Atalanta and Soryu are pushing Siegfried so hard, aren't they trying to force him to actually use 'Reset Stance' so they can drag the battle into their preferred methods of attrition and assassination?

"Hoo..." Siegfried, who had been shot in the arm and calf, exhaled a breath of stale air. Looking at the pursuing Shuoyue, a hint of ferocity finally appeared on his face.

Just minutes before, the Master was itching to make a move, but then he became strangely quiet, leaving the battle to Siegfried.

He was grateful for his Master's leniency, but that did not mean Siegfried could forgive the failure of the night.

Even someone as humble as him carries the pride of a dragon slayer!

Siegfried wanted his enemies to know that even if he had to fight two against one, he could still defeat them all!

Accompanied by the silver-haired swordsman's shout, the pitch-black night was painted with orange-red. The true ether within the blue jade was released without reservation, but it did not concentrate at a single point. Instead, it spread out wantonly, transforming into the thickest and most boundless twilight sword energy, completely covering the battlefield!

The sharp sword light blotted out the sky, and Atalanta was shocked to find that she had lost her sight, while Shuoyue couldn't help but take a step back, feeling a chilling killing intent throughout her body!

In this twilight realm, the connection between Shuoyue and Atalanta has been severed, which means that he must stand alone against Siegfried's fierce attack before Tamania returns to the battlefield!

With just one move, the offense and defense were reversed.

This is the foundation of a top-tier Servant, this is the dragon slayer of the Netherlands, this is Siegfried!

In this desperate situation, Shuoyue licked his dry lips, his fighting spirit rising instead of falling. He watched Siegfried walk slowly towards him, his wounds healing rapidly, and the iridescent blue in his eyes shone even brighter.

With a flick of his right hand, the magic that had just begun to recover surged forth once more, replaced by a magnificent aura that was impossible to conceal even before his palm had fully formed.

In the distance, Red, riding his chariot, roared and charged towards the Arbitrators who were waiting in full battle array.

Here, the Black Sword, which opened the Twilight Field, stepped forward, while the assassin sneered, and the projected divine artifact was about to be unleashed.

—At this critical moment, the leaders of both camps issued orders simultaneously.

“That’s enough, gentlemen.” The priest smiled slightly. “Our side has already fallen into enemy hands, so let’s not reveal any more information.”

“Retreat first… You’ve done well, but you have other things to do next,” Danic said in a deep voice. “Also, issue a proclamation to all the lords and servants of Yggdmillennia.”

Gazing at the images reflected by the familiar, Danic suppressed his incomprehension and displeasure and continued to speak.

They escaped with a single android, which is a crucial prototype; they must capture it alive.

Yes, after dealing with the Red, Black Astolfo, who was the first to return to the city, did something that no one could understand.

—At the critical moment of the Holy Grail War, he fled the fortress of Millennia with a homunculus that had awakened its own will.

The android's assessment was that it was an important material that could be used as the 'core'.

To be honest, Danic was speechless at the unprecedented nature of this incident.

The being that is protected even at the cost of escaping is ultimately nothing more than an artificial human. It is inherently flawed in its physical structure and cannot even be considered an obstacle. So it's not a problem if it escapes.

But if it's the "core," things are a different story. Even if it's used, the androids must be captured first.

However, why would you want to let the homunculus go? He couldn't possibly escape with it. Ultimately, a Servant is just a familiar that can't survive if the causal link is severed.

In other words, what they did was completely meaningless. Saving the androids? It's impossible to save them; they're clearly trash, how could they possibly integrate into the world?

For Dannick, who had lived as a magician for a century, this was something completely incomprehensible.

Putting this absurdity behind him, Danic then reconnected with his vassal Vlad III through the causal link.

"Your Excellency, it is time."

"Yes, this time, we must make this assassin pay the price."

The black killing intent traveled along the causal lines, causing his Master to reveal a satisfied smile.

How could he easily let the Red Team's Servants go? You must know that this is the territory of the Thousand World Tree, the absolute home ground of Yggdrasil!