Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

Oh right, why didn't she think of that!

Artoria, who had been closely following Sakuyue's thoughts, was startled and realized once again how meticulous her Master's mind was.

Would Darnick and Vlad III be so magnanimous as to allow a new Master to escape while another is in one camp but has his heart elsewhere?

Of course not!

While this might save Astolfo, the androids would once again come under the Black Faction's scrutiny and become the target of everyone's attacks—something they clearly haven't been hoping for all this time!

"As expected of you, Your Excellency. I didn't expect there to be this reason." Siegfried was clearly also surprised by this. He nodded slightly, and his gaze toward Shuoyue was filled with admiration. "Since Your Excellency says you want to put on a show, you must have a solution. Please tell me, and I will do my best to help you."

"Me too."

"Mmm, I don't need to say anything!"

The three Servants expressed their support one after another, and seeing this, Shuoyue made no attempt to hide it, openly informing everyone:

"We just need to do this, this, and then this..."

So, when Rinka Rokudo activated the communication spell, what Danic saw was that despite Siegfried and Artoria's best efforts to intercept him, Shuoyue still broke through their defenses and fired at Gorde, who was unconscious for some unknown reason.

boom!

Gunshots rang out, but fortunately, Astolfo from the Black team stepped forward and deflected the magic bullet with his rapier, saving Gold from being blown in the head.

"Don't even think about running, Red Team!" A sharp shout rang out, and Artoria, draped in a black robe, swung her invisible holy spear, unleashing a storm of azure clouds that swept towards the new moon.

However, the young man appeared in a flash beside Gold, laughing triumphantly and opening his arms wide without any warning.

"If you want to hurt me, take this Master's life first, you storm-controlling Servant!"

"Damn it, you bastard!" Astolfo thrust his rapier at Shuoyue, but the difference in their levels was too obvious. Shuoyue only managed to exchange a few punches with him before Astolfo was caught off guard, struck in the chest, and sent flying backward, crashing into a tree trunk.

As dusk settled, Siegfried appeared before Shuoyue, his demonic sword slashing with a simple yet dangerous force. The assassin ducked to avoid the attack, not even glancing at it, and turned to fire a series of shots at the unconscious fat man.

"Not good!" Siegfried's expression changed, and he forcibly sheathed his sword, leaping to block. Powerful magic bullets struck his back one after another, one of which even pierced his vital spot. Even the mighty Dragon Slayer groaned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the battle as a whole, it's clear to anyone with eyes that Shuoyue is using the emperor to command the princes, relying on the fact that Gordes is fragile yet cannot die, forcing the three Black faction Servants to be hesitant and even willing to risk their lives to block his attacks.

"What happened?!"

Seeing the increasingly dire situation, Danic's expression darkened. The quick-witted Rokudou Rinka, noticing this, immediately contacted Artoria and used a spell to spread their conversation among the kings.

"Master!"

Dai Mao was just waiting for Lingxia to get the role, so she pretended to be very eager and told her the "truth" about what had happened.

"As you can see, the Red team suddenly appeared here for some reason, first knocked out Gold, then captured the android, and launched an attack on us."

While communicating with Lingxia, the Servants were not idle either. In the blink of an eye, Shuoyue's attacks became more and more fierce. Although Gordes was unharmed, the Servants who protected him were all injured. Even the ahoge was not careful, and part of his black robe was torn off by the magic bullet, exposing his snow-white arms.

"And, most importantly, that's not it, Master!" The invisible holy spear plunged into the ground, and the spreading Wind King Barrier transformed into a barrier, blocking the relentless barrage of attacks from the new moon. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Artoria said urgently:

"The key point is that we suddenly lost our Master for some unknown reason, and after the appearance of the new moon, it connected his causal relationship with the escaped homunculus!"

"What did you say?!"

The one who roared was not Rinka and Darnick, but Vlad III, who had rushed over after noticing the abnormality between the kings. At the same time, Vlad III's Master and Servants also arrived after hearing the news and heard Artoria's last words.

"Have you formed a master-servant relationship with a homunculus? And what happened to losing your Master?" Fiore sat in her wheelchair, gripping the armrests anxiously, while beside her, her brother Corles looked around, calling out to his former Master.

"Miss Serenekay? Where are you?"

"No need to shout." Liu Daolingxia interrupted the crowd, remaining calm and composed even as she was about to become the target of everyone's criticism.

"My Master, Sereneka, was just killed by me for breaking into my room and trying to steal my Command Seals."

In the deathly silence, only Lingxia's voice echoed among the kings.

"If you wish to verify, Sereneka's body is still in the room. Please proceed."

...Dead?

Sereneka, the Master of a Level 1 Dark Magician, just died like that?

Why is there not even the slightest sign? Why couldn't even a Servant be summoned in time?!

The Masters were shocked by the understatement of their colleague's sacrifice, while Vlad III, the leader of the Black Faction, after a brief moment of astonishment, was filled with murderous intent fueled by rage throughout the royal court.

"Outrageous! You woman, how dare you kill your companion—"

“Please understand this, Your Grace.” Having experienced death, Liu Daolingxia withstood the pressure from the Grand Duke of Wallachia without changing her expression. “She tried to kill me first. Since she was determined to take my life, she must be prepared to bet everything.”

Upon hearing this, all the magicians fell silent.

Victory means gaining everything.

Defeat means losing everything.

This is not just the simple values ​​of black magicians, but an irrefutable truth in the entire mystical world.

The victor is king, the loser is villain; that's all there is to it. Justice and morality are meaningless to a magician.

At this critical juncture in the Holy Grail War, will the Black faction abandon the powerful Rokudou Reika because of a dead person?

The answer is also no.

Therefore, in response to Liu Daolingxia's reply, Vlad III merely grunted and unhappily withdrew his anger and murderous intent, saying nothing more.

Seeing that his servant (lord) had suppressed his anger, Danic then spoke:

"Sixth Director Lingxia, we'll discuss the matter of Sereneka later. Now, please send a message to them, asking them to take Gold and retreat immediately."

“Uncle, and that homunculus who became a Master…”

“No, Fiore.” Danic interrupted the future heir with a resolute tone, his voice low and heavy.

"Under the assassin's attack, it was already a struggle for the Servants to retreat with that useless piece of trash."

To call Gold "worthless" in front of everyone, one can imagine how frustrated Danic must have felt.

"Moreover, that young man would never abandon the Master he created with his own hands."

As if echoing Darnic's words, when the Black Faction Servants picked up Gorde and began to retreat, Shuoyue also put away her gun, flashed to the side of the homunculus, carried him, and laughed as she walked away.

"I never expected to snag a new Master while just strolling around tonight. And that's enough for today. What benefits will our next encounter bring me? Ahahaha..."

Upon hearing this, Danic gripped his cane tightly, while Vlad III's anger intensified, and with a sudden burst of strength, he crushed the armrest of the throne!

Shuoyue, it's that despicable assassin again!

He was the one who started the Holy Grail War, he was the one who seriously injured Black, he was the one who blocked Vlad III's sneak attack, and now... he has somehow managed to form a contract with Black and the Homunculus, and taken away the Homunculus who is his Master!

"How... humiliating!"

Vlad III practically spat out those words through gritted teeth. If the two leaders behaved this way, one can only imagine how the other Masters and Servants of the Black Faction were behaving.

Fiore, sitting in her wheelchair, looked up as the cool moonlight fell upon her, bringing with it the bone-chilling cold of the night.

The joy of capturing Red has vanished. With the repeated meddling by the new moon, what will become of Black's future...?

It wasn't very noticeable in Fate/Apocrypha, but in Fate/Grand Order's side story, after Astolfo and d'Eon crossdressed together, the amount of censored content featuring the two of them skyrocketed on the day of the release (just kidding).

Also, I have a sore throat today, and I might need to take the day off tomorrow or the day after due to a cold. I'm letting you know in advance.

Chapter 432 Past, Present, and Future

Chapter 433 Past, Present, and Future

The moon was bright and the stars were few. Black birds flapped their wings and cried out, their cries blending into the deep night like ink.

Everything was dark: the solid earth was dark, the withered branches of the forest were dark, and the outline of the distant city was dark.

But as the footsteps grew clearer, a fantastical light shone on the horizon. Silver swordsmen, gleaming cavalry, and even the assassins lurking beneath black robes were surrounded by cheering gusts of blue wind.

"Ugh, it's so slow! When will we ever get back?"

As his owner complained, his pink ponytail swayed in dissatisfaction and slapped against a fat man's face with a "thud".

Master Gold, it was because of him that the Servant was unable to return in spirit form and could only carry him back on foot.

"Siegfried whispered a reminder, turning his back to his Master to avoid Astolfo's 'attack'.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"At this rate, we'll reach the fortress of Millenia soon." Artoria manipulated the enhanced Wind King Barrier, propelling the group forward. "But, is Mr. Gord still not awake?"

“Uh…” Siegfried’s expression froze. “Sorry.”

He knocked out his Master with the intention of dying, and the force he used was somewhat mixed with personal grudges. It would not be surprising if Gorde was unconscious until the next day after taking such a hard blow.

"It's okay, it's okay. At least in terms of the outcome, everyone's happy, right?"

Astolfo enjoyed the journey back with his companions, and his complaints were merely a case of 'rationality evaporating,' completely disregarding his feelings. He turned to look behind him and suddenly sighed.

"Hmm, in that case, Master should be fine on her own from now on."

Without needing to say more, everyone knew who Afu was worried about. Artoria comforted him, "It's okay. No matter what, Saku... the Red Team will help him too."

"Oh right." Afu slapped his forehead, his worry turning to joy. "Speaking of which, I've always misunderstood the Red Team. Well, how should I put it, I always thought he was a guy who loved fighting and was very strong."

"Although we don't know his real name, he is indeed a hero." Even Siegfried, who was forced to sign a 'contract of servitude,' nodded in approval of Shuoyue's rescue of Sieg.

And we should add "resourceful" to that, no, "cunning." After all, you two idiots got the biggest benefit from Shuoyueqing, and you were even happily helping him count the money... Artoria shook her head helplessly, unable to bear looking at her two unsuspecting companions any longer, but a smile involuntarily crept onto her lips.

As the new moon received praise, Artoria, as its queen, was honored.

Speak of the devil, and he appears; the causal thread between master and servant is stirred, and the calm voice of the new moon echoes in Artoria's heart:

"Everything is going well for me here. I'm leading Sieg, the android, towards the village. What about you?"

"We're still on our way back, and haven't encountered any obstacles yet." Secretly talking to her Master while sandwiched between Astolfo and Siegfried was a novel and exciting experience for Artoria. A slight smile played on her lips as she teased, "But you know what? Both of them are praising you."

As she said those words, she couldn't help but imagine Shuoyue's reaction—would she be surprised, or would she reveal a sly, fox-like smile?

But the Master on the other side remained silent for a moment, then gave a flat "hmm":

“Very good, this trust will make my future actions easier.”

that's all?"

"That's it, what else?" Shuoyue retorted. "It's all a scam, do you expect me to be happy about this fake praise?"

That being said, isn't that a bit too cold...? Artoria pursed her lips, but stopped talking nonsense: "By diverting the Black Faction's attention to you in this way, what about the homunculus that has become the Master? What do you plan to do with that child?"

“Now that she’s been caught up in the Holy Grail War, there’s no way she can escape. I will guide her on her way and let her return to the battlefield by her own will.”