Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

Even because of his escape, another innocent compatriot will become a victim in his place.

There's nothing we can do about it.

It's easy to summarize with this one sentence. Just this one sentence is enough to easily separate yourself from them; it's something you should absolutely never say.

The androids hadn't forgotten that their search team, despite receiving orders to search, had ultimately let them go.

When I heard about this later, what was that feeling of joy? Wasn't it because I felt a bond between companions that transcended the commands of the Creator?

In that case, my wish is crystal clear.

I have gained my freedom. Therefore, I want everyone to gain their freedom, just as the heroes have granted me.

Let me be the pioneer and hero of my comrades.

"My wish... is to save them. I must save my comrades who will die if this continues."

Guided by the new moon, the android finally revealed her true thoughts.

I want to save them, save my companions, those who desperately want to beg for help but can't even utter a sound, and those who never even considered being saved, living only to face death.

"Do you mean you want to rescue the androids in that fortress?"

In response to Shuoyue's question, Zig nodded firmly, and Shuoyue smiled approvingly.

"Very good, but to accomplish this, you will need power."

As she spoke, Shuoyue turned around and grabbed the android's arm: "Perfect timing, you hold the key to unlock the gate of power."

"You mean... a Command Seal with which a master-servant contract has been formed?"

“That’s right. If you want to liberate your compatriots, you’re destined to return to the fortress of Mirenia, aren’t you?” Shuoyue nodded, about to say something, but her expression changed slightly. She pulled the android behind her and watched the path they had come from with suspicion.

There was no sound, only a gentle breeze flowing through the woods, creating shimmering, indistinct shapes.

I'll go check on the situation. You stay here and wait for me.

After saying this, Shuoyue abandoned the android and turned to walk into the dense forest.

Following the fleeting glimpse he had just seen, and the unmistakable sound of something crashing to the ground, the young man traversed the woods and finally found the source of the noise.

At the same time, he froze on the spot, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Through the gaps in the trees, the faint light of dawn shone down, illuminating the girl's gently swaying hair, making it look as beautiful as golden silk. Her eyes, though clearly tired, were fixed intently on the young man, and they were as clear as amethyst, causing Shuoyue to involuntarily look away, unable to meet her gaze.

Joan of Arc…

Shuoyue naturally recognized the girl in front of him, and the reason he was surprised was that he had already ordered Feige, Afu, and Artoria to conceal his and the homunculi's whereabouts. In addition, given the unknowable nature of the Blue Faction, Jeanne should not be able to find him.

Could it be that everything was a choice made by Steins;Gate?

At this moment, Shuoyue had no idea that the girl with the ahoge would betray him at this point. He just stared blankly at the girl in front of him, who was like a work of art, and then returned to his calm state, reaching out his hand to Jeanne without any ripples in his eyes.

The next instant, the girl immediately grasped Shuoyue's hand.

"Great... I've finally met you!"

That satisfied smile, that trusting expression.

It was as if I were pouring all my trust and affection into him without reservation.

The moment the girl smiled and uttered those words, Shuoyue's mind went blank, as if a storm was raging inside her, or as if a bomb filled with sugar water had exploded in her mind. All her thoughts, strategies, and plans were washed away by the saintly girl's smile.

The tightly clasped hands conveyed the warmth of Joan of Arc's body. Looking at the blonde girl's radiant smile, the young man's calm, lake-like golden eyes began to waver, waver, waver...

Ultimately, it unleashed a tsunami-like tidal wave.

"Ah, um, I'm not an enemy."

Realizing the impropriety of her actions, Joan of Arc hurriedly explained and tried to pull her hand away, but the young man holding her hand tightened his grip, preventing her from letting go.

"Of course I know that the arbiter of this Holy Grail War is Jeanne d'Arc."

At the boundary between night and dawn, the morning star shines in the sky that ignites the rosy dawn, its light falling and filtering through the branches of the forest, casting a faint, cool glow.

The light illuminated the young man's handsome face and the faint smile on his lips.

"Hello, and... goodbye."

"Eh?"

A heavy blow struck the back of her neck. Before the saintess could even show a look of astonishment, she closed her eyes and was forced into a coma.

I was careless and didn't flash...

This was Joan of Arc's last thought before she fell into a coma.

As Shuoyue, who had delivered the fatal blow, looked at the unconscious Joan of Arc, his face regaining its composure. He scooped up Joan of Arc's soft, fragrant body and turned back to the homunculus.

"Let's go, we still have a long way to go."

Ignoring the curious gazes around her, Shuoyue held the Arbiter of this Holy Grail War and spoke expressionlessly.

"And the rest of the journey, you must walk alone."

Chapter 436 The man in black robes laughs before the stage, washing his hands to prepare soup.

Chapter 437 The man in black robes laughs before the stage, washing his hands to prepare soup.

Night was approaching dawn, and the early-rising villagers seemed to have begun their new day's work. Carrying the unconscious Joan of Arc, the slowly walking New Moon and the android arrived at a farmhouse in the village and asked the owner for lodging.

Did they collapse on the road?

The old man had just finished his morning work and was about to rest when he saw Joan of Arc being embraced by Shuoyue, and he said with concern.

Was it because he was recalling the old man McKenzie in Fuyuki City, and those naive and struggling days? A smile appeared on the young man's face as he gently answered the old man's question, putting his mind at ease. The homunculus had expected this 'master' to use a suggestion magic trick, but things went unexpectedly smoothly.

"Please come in. I just hope the three of you won't find my room too simple."

"Not at all, we are already very grateful that you allowed us to stay here, so why would we have any complaints?"

The old man called himself Sersiu, saying he was born and raised in this village, raised his children to adulthood and sent them away, and then continued to farm here to make a living. He said it was an ordinary life with nothing special about it.

The android watched with envy as Shuoyue negotiated with the old man, then walked over to the android and led her to her resting room.

"Even if your body is enhanced by the third method, you'll still be tired after not sleeping all night. Alright, take a rest. I'll wake you up before noon."

"Okay, Master."

Master… Shuoyue raised an eyebrow, said nothing, but simply gestured for her to rest, and then led Jeanne out of the room.

He didn't object to being addressed as "master" or similar titles, but he couldn't help but sigh that he now had another title to hold in this Holy Grail War...

"Master

"Mr. Shuoyue".

"Ah, it's Mother Shuoyue!"

"I've already said that 'Mom' is a female term of address, so you should at least call me 'Dad' or 'Brother'..."

The young man's usually calm expression only turned helpless when Little Jack was being mischievous.

After a short rest, the old man went out to work again, while Shuoyue took over the job and brazenly activated the communication magic here to communicate with Lingxia and others in the Black Faction.

Through the ingenious use of displacement and projection magic, images of Rokudou Reika, Artoria, and Little Jack appeared before Sakumo. Perhaps because she was about to sleep, Rokudou Reika's hair was casually tied back, and she wore a light green slip dress, revealing her full figure, bare shoulders, and delicate branches bearing abundant fruit.

The silver-haired little girl giggled and frolicked on the bed; the girl with the hood removed stood quietly by the bedside, her flawless face revealing a slight smile as she nodded to Shuoyue.

"Lingxia, it's been several days, and you still haven't changed her habits?" Shuoyue turned her gaze away from Lingxia, rubbing her temples, and listened to little Jack's cheers of "One mom, two moms, three moms," feeling exhausted.

“You know, little Jack is very stubborn about this.” Lingxia smiled indulgently, clearly pleased with the outcome. “I’ve talked to her about it, but kids forget everything in no time.”

While Liu Daolingxia could be natural, Shuoyue and Artoria would never miss the details in their words. The two exchanged a glance, their expressions solemn.

Little Jack's true form is an aggregate of vengeful spirits, which determines her dangerous inhuman nature. This nature is not only reflected in her ability to kill without any psychological burden, but also in her mental state, which is also worrying.

Is it difficult to correct a child's name? No, it's a very easy thing to do.

But little Jack couldn't do that because the concept of 'father' didn't exist in her mind.

Lingxia, the sixth guide, has not yet realized that their relationship is abnormal because Jack is destined to be unable to 'grow up'. Even if Shuoyue promises them that they can live together after the Holy Grail War, Lingxia and Jack will not be able to get along like a normal mother and daughter.

...We must find a way to resolve this.

Suppressing this thought in her heart, Shuoyue briefly explained the current situation. After mentioning that Zhenping had come to her place, Shuoyue clearly saw a guilty expression on Artoria's face.

As expected of Ahoge (the guy with the ahoge). He dared to let Diarmuid go back then for the sake of chivalry, so it's no wonder that Jeanne d'Arc is coming to find me now.

Recalling the events of Fate/Zero, Sakuzuki smiled knowingly, completely unaware that he was comparing her to Kiritsugu. She merely gave his ahoge a reproachful look before continuing:

"In short, that's the situation on my end. Now, let's continue our previous topic. My King, have you told Lingxia about it?"

What Shuoyue mentioned was about subduing Mordred.

"Hmm." Artoria pursed her lips, still somewhat resistant. "But I still feel like I can't do it..."

"Man proposes, God disposes, and besides, Your Majesty, you wouldn't want your relationship with Lord Mordred to continue like this, would you?" Shuoyue chuckled. "I'll inform the Red Team on my end, as for you here—"

“Should I tell Danic?” Lingxia asked.

“No.” Shuoyue shook her head. “That would make Danic think that the Osare clan’s intelligence network had infiltrated Romania, which would be detrimental to your subsequent disguise.”

Romania is the territory of the Thousand World Tree. If Lingxia knew about the Red Team's movements before they did, the naturally suspicious Danic would definitely not let Lingxia off the hook.

"I do have an idea, but it will require some inconvenience from Your Majesty."

Upon hearing this, a question mark appeared on the ahoge (cowlick) on Artoria's head.

"What do you mean?"

Faced with the question from the ahoge, Shuoyue smiled without saying a word, but simply turned to the side, allowing the person on the other end of the communication to see the girl lying on the bed behind him.

"Wow, another Artoria mom."

"This is... Lady Joan of Arc?"

"Shuoyue, what's going on?!"

Lingxia and Artoria stared wide-eyed in surprise, especially Artoria, who was incredulous.

Didn't Joan of Arc say she was going to find Lord Shuoyue? Why did she suddenly end up in his bed while she was looking for him?

A bad feeling of her home being raided welled up inside her. Artoria suddenly looked at Shuoyue and heard Shuoyue say:

“Joan of Arc had already exhausted herself last night, and when she found me she was completely drained, so I simply knocked her out and brought her along.”